"Oops!
Don't you have fucking eyes?
Lao Tzu, I am walking well, you have to put your fucking feet under me and let me step on them, can you afford to break Lao Tzu's feet?
Look at your poor ghost who doesn't look like a human and a ghost doesn't look like a ghost, why did you let me step on your foot?
Isn't that unlucky?
A cold voice came, and it sounded like it was blaming someone, but the content of that sentence felt awkward no matter how it sounded!
It would be understandable if the person who was trampled on said this, but it was the one who stepped on the person, who actually "sued the wicked first", pointing at a young man in ragged clothes and a haggard face, and kept saying some harsh words in his mouth, which was mixed with a lot of foul language.
"I'm damn you......
Bah, how can you say that your mother is the day?
Your mother's, you can't even tell who you were born with, and if you say that she will dirty my tongue!
Tell me, what's going on today?
You can't just leave my feet and be done, right?
Oh my god, it hurts!
Although the young man remained silent, the scolding guy remained unrelenting.
"What's the fuck with you not talking?
Want to pretend to be stupid?
I'm telling you, don't even think about it!
At least......
At the very least, I'll have to clean the latrine for a month!
"The man obviously did it on purpose, and that was his main purpose.
Under normal circumstances, slandering people is to slander some spirit stones, but he really can't think of anything else that this kid with pockets cleaner than his face can come up with.
I'm afraid, he can't even take out a low-grade spirit stone, right?
He didn't even have a reasonable identity in this Jade Pill Sect.
His father did not recognize him, saying that he was a wild seed.
His mother died early, two hundred and eight years ago—although he was still young when he died, he remembered that day clearly.
His name is Beisi, and this name was given to him by his mother.
Actually, his father is not surnamed Bei, it stands to reason that the child should follow his father's surname, but his father said that he was a wild species, so how could he let him take his surname?
Therefore, Beisi's mother took out half of his father's surname and asked him to call Beisi.
His father, surnamed Yan......
To this day, he still remembers everything that happened on the day his mother died!
On that day, he had just turned eight years old.
It was his birthday, and since early in the morning, my mother has been busy cooking for him and making a whole table of delicious food!
He had never eaten so much, not even enough to drink water.
It was the most fragrant and filling meal he had ever eaten since he was a child, and there was no one.
On that day, my mother rarely smiled, laughing from morning to noon, and from noon to evening.
In the past, my mother had been crying, and since the day he would call my mother, my mother has been crying.
At that time, he didn't know why his mother was crying, he only knew that his mother was very beautiful, and even when she cried, she was very beautiful.
On that day, his mother asked him to go to bed early.
Before going to bed, he saw his mother sitting on the edge of the kang, holding a mirror and dressing up.
My mother rarely dresses up, and he also specially asked my mother why she doesn't dress up every day like other women.
Mother said, who is dressed up for?
The mother seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be asking him.
He didn't know how to answer.
In a daze, he saw that his mother was dressed up extremely beautifully, and even the most beautiful sect master's wife, who was recognized by everyone, was not as beautiful as her mother.
When he was about to fall asleep, he felt that his mother covered him with a quilt, so he went out lightly.
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He thought that his mother went out to do laundry, or maybe she was going to do some other work, and his mother often worked after falling asleep, and he was used to it.
But before dawn the next day, he was pulled out of the bed and told him to cry for his mother!
The mother is dead, hanging at the door of the Yanjia Cave Mansion!
At the age of eight, he already knew a lot of things, he knew that his father's surname was Yan, his name was Yan Xiujin, and he was the young master of the Third Elder's family at that time.
He knew that his mother was a good woman, not only beautiful, but also very good-looking.
He knew that his mother loved him, for fear that he would be cold, hungry, and bullied.
He knew that his mother's bitterness was even more bitter than the most bitter and bitter spirit grass......
However, there are too many things he doesn't know.
He didn't know why Yan Xiujin bullied his mother, and then he didn't want his mother.
He didn't know why others pointed at his mother's backbone every day and said bad things, saying that she didn't abide by women's morals, that she was a slut, that she should be immersed in the pig cage, that she couldn't even enter reincarnation when she died......
He doesn't know why people bully his mother, what a good woman her mother is!
A few days before his mother's death, his mother told him many times not to blame his mother.
At that time, he didn't understand, why his mother said this.
Until the last day, his mother said to him again: "Si'er, don't blame your mother, your mother doesn't want to bother you anymore, as long as your mother lives, people will never forget your identity, maybe your mother is dead, you won't be poked in the back, pointed at your nose and scolded." ” His mother died, and he cried for many days, and his voice was hoarse.
But the small grave piled up alone in the back mountain, but he has always been the only one crying, those good sisters who were born before her mother, and the man who ruined her life, none of them showed up!
This lonely tomb is destined to be piled up here all the time, except for Beisi, no one will pay attention to it, and even, some people will think that it is an eyesore, and that its existence is a shameful thing!
If it weren't for Beisi's several times lying on that small grave with his whole body, I'm afraid it would have been flattened by those bad people!
It's not too easy to flatten a grave......
However, unlike what his mother thought, until two hundred years after her death, Beisi had already grown into a handsome young man, but people still despised his life experience and spit on his mother.
Others despise him, and he can endure it in silence; But if someone says bad things about his mother, then he'd rather fight with that person than fight with that person!
It's just that Beisi's heart is higher than the sky, but his life is thinner than paper - although he also has a spiritual root and can refine some low-level pills, first, his cultivation talent is extremely poor, and secondly, there are not a few spiritual grasses for him to use for alchemy!
In this way, for more than two hundred years, he had only cultivated to the realm of the early stage of foundation building!
Although the people of the Jade Pill Sect had a longer lifespan than other sects because of the nourishment of the pills, otherwise, he would have died long ago because of the exhaustion of his longevity.
However, even if he falls, no one in the Jade Dan Sect will be sad, and even nothing will change at all, and everyone will eat and drink.
Even if a dead leaf falls on the surface of the water, it can still make a slight ripple, but if he dies, I am afraid that he will not even be able to make such a ripple.
Moreover, if you can't break through to the Yudan, I'm afraid that day won't be far away......