At this time, Hong Yanwu on the wrestling altar has almost completely lost his mind, he can't hear anything, he can't see anything, in his heart, there is only one emotion, that is-hate!

Yes, he hates everything!

He felt that he was living in the worst of times, in the worst place, as if all the rules were made for him, and if something happened, anyone could take care of him, and if something went wrong, he would be sure to blame him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Obviously they are the same apprentices, and both of them won on the field, but why are they treated with two kinds in the end?

Quanzi was praised to the sky, but he wanted to eat a series of deflated! Is it because Quanzi listens to Yuye's words the most, and will be a good person?

What is the difference between this and a dog that pouts his tail and flatters Sajo when he sees someone?

Yu Ye said that it was wrong for him to beat people, and he thought he was causing trouble outside, so he kept saying that he was pressing him with big reason!

But this is not nonsense! If he doesn't want to beat people, why should he learn to wrestle? Just to exercise his body, he should practice swimming and gymnastics!

Besides, it's obvious that they are all wrestling, what is the difference between smashing old men and wrestling young people?

If he doesn't fall and doesn't fall on people, it's still called wrestling! Why is he considered a bully when he is too little? Ask him to kowtow and make amends, grandma!

Hmph, he's not wrong at all! It's the jade master who targeted him who is wrong, the people who blame him are wrong, it's the wrong time like this stinky!

Master, what a-Master! Don't talk about comparing with Quanzi, Yuye is better to outsiders than to him......"

He was eager to vent, at least first......

In this way, strong resistance and dissatisfaction devoured Hong Yanwu's heart, and the neglect and neglect of the unknown made him extremely anxious and angry.

And since his self-esteem has long been deprived of all by real life, he is becoming more and more like a real rascal, accustomed to supporting his radical soul with arrogance, trickery and debauchery......

Hong Yanwu punched very hard, young is young after all, Yu Ye didn't have the strength of a tiger like him, so he could only resist with his arms and passively accept his impact.

But while fighting, Hong Yanwu gradually found that something was wrong, because Yu Ye's arms were getting harder and harder, like two solid sticks, and his own arms were a little itchy and sore, and he trembled uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth, but he still fought hatefully, he was also insisting on touching Yuye, he couldn't let the old man look down on him, let alone those who were waiting to see his jokes on and off the altar.

Unexpectedly, the more he hit, the more it was not like that, his arm began to hurt, which point it hit, which point was like another bundle of needles pricking him, and then as long as it hit, the whole arm hurt like a needle.

Yu Ye has always been in that posture of waiting to be beaten, silently raising his two arms will only block, no matter how Hong Yanwu fights or swings his fists.

It's over! It hurts more and more the fight!

With every impact, the joints of Hong Yanwu's body shook and were about to crack, and he felt that his eyes were misaligned, and his brain was faint and blackened for a while.

What is terrible is his temper, and he is now not allowed to stop or lose.

So he silently swore in his heart that as long as he could continue to raise his arms, he would fight to the end!

Even if you are beaten to death, you will never cry!

But despite the determination to fight to the death, Hong Yanwu still felt that tears were about to flow out.

It's not because of the pain, but because he suddenly remembered the familiar scene, which was on the playground, in the grove of Wanshou West Palace, another miserable self.

It was as if he had seen once again the physical and mental pain of a lonely little boy......

He was beaten again and again, screamed again and again, rolled over and over again, and played dead again and again......

Drink dirty water, be a sandbag, be buried alive, be foamed at the mouth, and have to force a smile......

It is a miracle that he was able to survive hard! But what about tomorrow, what will his tomorrow be......

As soon as he thought of this, Hong Yanwu couldn't hold back any longer.

As soon as his heart was low, he panicked, and he was in a complete mess, his whole body was sweating like rain, and his muscles and bones seemed to be scattered.

But just when he couldn't do it, Yu Ye suddenly became stronger, and the old man's two arms gradually waved, hitting his stiff arm, the more he hit, the more he hurt, the harder he hit.

Yu Ye was beaten from Hong Yanwu's wrist down, all the way to the shoulder, and then from the shoulder back to the wrist, unceremoniously beating my two arms beyond recognition.

And in the unanimous cheers of most of the onlookers, Hong Yanwu, who had aroused all the ferocity and fought with Yu Ye as if he was desperate for his life, was like a soft-footed shrimp, "coo", and was knocked down in the loess by Yu Ye's punch.

These onlookers once again applauded Yu Ye warmly, but their enthusiasm for Hong Yanwu to be beaten to death, and their schadenfreude mockery, were so cruel to uncover the deeper scars in Hong Yanwu's heart and stir up his sore spots.

His heart is bleeding!

Hi...... What a joke!

Originally, he thought that one day he would no longer have to compromise and be submissive, and he could also have the power to resist and take revenge on those bastards who bullied and humiliated him......

But now he understands that tomorrow will never improve!

What's the use of him learning kung fu? There is a jade master who controls him and presses him everywhere like a Buddha, even if he has great ability, he can't do what he wants to do!

In fact, he should have endured it, and when he should have pretended to be stupid, how could a person not bow his head under the eaves......

It's a pity that he really can't bear it anymore! After being aggrieved for too long in the past few years, he really can't swallow this breath anymore, and he can't pout his ass like he did at school......

it!

As long as you don't die!

Seeing Hong Yanwu fall to the ground like a dead dog, Yu Ye put down his arm and walked over slowly, he squinted his eyes and looked at him, sneering without yin or yang.

"It's undignified to lie on your stomach like this! Aren't you horizontal? You have to fall down and not fall, and your soul will not be separated...... Get up, come on, and give me another one!"

Hong Yanwu's eyes were about to pop out, he was lying on the ground and was so angry that he could definitely commit suicide if there was a knife in front of him.

"What are you looking at me for? What are you staring at? Are you screaming at me? I can't cure you anymore!"

Yu Ye squeezed a few more words, but he really didn't have the heart to scold Hong Yanwu anymore, so the old man coughed, moistened his throat, and directly gave an ultimatum.

"If you want to know that beating people is not pleasant, you have to remember it for a long time! Go, get up by yourself, kowtow to others, forget it today, you will raise it again, and I will take you to apologize to others......

But who knew that Hong Yanwu turned over and sat up slowly, although the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, he responded with a rebellious sneer.

"Big deal, you can kill me...... But I can't die, it's not over......"

Well, just this cruel sentence that is not rotten in the flesh made Gu Mao's spine hairy at that time!

And Yu Ye's temperament was also re-introduced, the old man's face was gloomy again, as cold as a piece of ice, and with a shout, he suddenly dragged Hong Yanwu who was lying on the ground up, and then, a big paste cake spread Hong Yanwu on the ground heavily.

Hong Yanwu opened his mouth, his body straightened, and a stream of blood with a vicious smell spurted out at once.

After that, he still staggered and sat up again, still with a strong smile on his face, which made people feel cold from the bottom of his heart when he looked at it.

It's so ruthless!

No one was not surprised by Hong Yanwu's determination, and in an instant, the entire wrestling field became silent from the chaos.

"Be merciful to your men and show mercy!"

Chen Liquan finally couldn't help but run out again, and slammed his head in front of Yuye.

"This is a wrestling altar, but it's not a big temple, he brought it all on himself!"

Yu Ye was unmoved, kicked Chen Liquan away, and then grabbed Hong Yanwu like a wolf and began to practice violently.

What "smashing pockets", "sticking big cakes", "smashing toads", the old man shot quickly and ruthlessly, and threw Hong Yanwu several heels in a row, until he completely paralyzed to the ground and never sat up again.

At this point, "Wrong Leg Feng" was afraid of his life, and he couldn't let it develop anymore, so he took the initiative to explain a few words to Gu Maosheng, and then pulled him together to dissuade Yu Ye.

"Old man, let's stop here, it's not the past now, you really killed your relatives and cleaned up the portal, and you have to eat people's lives......"

Gu Maosheng also said with the words of "Wrong Leg Feng", "Yes, this kid is too temperamental, just beaten all the way, the corners of his eyes are still dry, and I haven't seen a single tear." I think it's useless to tear down his bones......"

"I'm this old, what am I afraid of? I still don't believe in this evil ......."

Yu Ye walked over angrily, and the experienced pointer pointed at the pain point in Hong Yanwu's armpit with his toes, but it was supposed to be "a place where a pestle and ten jumps", but Hong Yanwu didn't move, and the old man knew that it was indeed a little heavy.

Chen Liquan was suddenly taken aback, and hurriedly bent down and patted Hong Yanwu's face.

"Wu, don't scare me, open your eyes!"

But Hong Yanwu closed his eyes tightly, and his eyelashes didn't move.

Or "Wrong Leg Feng" ran over and touched it, and it was finally determined.

"It's okay, I'm still panting, I'll take it to the hospital......"

At this point, Yu Ye couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Then, with some sadness, he looked up at the clear sky, and finally had to say the words that he could not speak.

"That's all it can do...... In two days, I will personally go to the door to make amends!"

Gu Maosheng was busy and bowed.

"Old man, I have already accepted your love, I really dare not be a ......"

This "teacher exam" was supposed to have a happy ending, but no one expected that it would be so unpleasant in the end.

So it didn't take a moment, most people and the "wrong leg Feng" and Yu Ye simply said hello, and then they all left in a hula la, and finally in front of the Tianwang Palace, only Yu Ye, Chen Liquan, "Wrong Leg Feng", and Hong Yanwu, who was lying on the loess and was unconscious.

At this time, I don't know where outside the temple walls, there was a sound on the radio, which was quite ironic.

"The world is yours,

also ours,

But at the end of the day, it's yours.

You young people are full of vitality,

Like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning,

Hope is in you......"

And when Yu Ye and the others tasted the unspeakable taste in their hearts, they didn't know that in the Heavenly King Palace, there was actually a pair of smiling eyes, through the crack in the locked door, and they were extremely happy to witness everything that happened in the courtyard - it was a bronze statue of a cloth bag monk who was smashed to the ground by several Red Guards with a few pickaxes and sticks a few years ago.

This incarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva, which has been enshrined in the middle of the Tianwang Hall of Fayuan Temple since the Ming Dynasty, has probably long been accustomed to life and death, ghosts and gods, monks and laymen, entry and exit, Shi Yin, family and country, monarchs and ministers, good and evil, loyalty and treachery, going and staying, cause and effect......

Therefore, today, he is still as open-minded as ever, joyful and witty and cold-eyed, this is another human farce that happened in the world.

Who's right? Who's wrong?

Perhaps, only he can know thoroughly.