There was a fog in front of him, and Lu Mingshu walked alone.

There seemed to be many figures in the mist, and when I looked carefully, there was nothing.

I don't know how long I walked-

"Woo woo......" A low cry rang in my ears.

Lu Mingshu continued to move forward and saw a small figure squatting in the mist.

She walked over and watched silently.

He looked to be about seven or eight years old, and he seemed to be wearing a standard costume, which was very dull cyan, and his status was not high at first glance.

Footsteps sounded, and several children in the fog ran towards this side giggling, and when they saw him here, they looked at each other and gathered around.

"Xiao Ye Seed, it turned out to be you! What are you crying about secretly hiding here?"

"That's right, aren't you very good at suering? Whoever bullies you will go to the deacon and sue someone!"

"Hey, you don't know, do you? He was punished by the deacon, a liar!"

He looked up and said loudly, "I'm not lying!"

But this did not make those people show mercy, but laughed even louder.

"Liar, you're a liar!"

"Little Wild Seed, you are Little Wild Seed!"

"I'm not, I'm not a liar, I'm not a small wild seed!" he pounced angrily.

But anger didn't improve his strength, and the combination of punches and kicks quickly knocked him to the ground, unable to move.

"Liar!"

"Little Wild Seed!"

"You don't have the ability to dare to hit us!"

"Well deserved!"

A group of children spat on him before giggling and leaving.

It took a long time for Lu Mingshu to see him move.

He sat up slowly, revealing a bruised face.

He actually has a very good-looking face, clear eyebrows, and delicate facial features, even if he is beaten into a pig's head, he can still see his original beauty.

Lu Mingshu saw him crying with his shoulders shrugged.

Tears covered his face, but there was no longer a sound of sobbing.

Tears seeped into the wound on his face, stabbing painfully, his eyes slowly changed, his fists clenched, and he glared resentfully in the direction of the departure.

He got up and staggered away.

The scene changed, and he slowly walked into a compound.

There are a lot of people in the yard, some are washing vegetables, some are carrying rice and noodles, and some are killing chickens, which looks like a back kitchen.

When he came in, a fat man with a face full of flesh stretched out his big fan-like hand, grabbed his ear, and shouted fiercely: "Where did you run away again? Don't you know what to do?

He raised his head, exposing the bruises on his face to the fat man.

But the fat man was indifferent, as if he had not seen anything, and continued to shout and scold: "You can't even do work, what can you do if you stay here? If you don't do it, get out of ...... early! Just like you, you are also raising for nothing."

He listened numbly for a long time, and finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Ma San, are you tired after saying that you have been tired for so long?

The fat man Ma San scolded and scolded, and finally let go of his hand, and made a gesture to beat him: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't wipe your face and work! If you rub the blood on the dish, see that I don't break your legs." ”

He was silent, wiped his face, and went to chop wood.

The fog gathers and dissipates.

What appeared in front of Lu Mingshu again was a merry and beautiful face. Men can rarely use the word beautiful to describe it, no matter how handsome his face is, it will look rough to some extent, but he is not, he is really beautiful, from facial features to skin, he can be said to be beautiful.

He was still wearing that dull green coat, doing things in silence. has grown from a child to an adult, and he still does the work of chopping wood.

This life and his face are so incompatible, but no one doubts it.

Sweat trickled down his delicate features, and his old green clothes covered his muscular arms.

He finished his work in silence and left the compound in silence.

He walked for a long time on the misty path until he reached a lake.

There is a very small and shallow hole in the mountain wall by the lake, which is just enough for a person to sit.

He slowly crawled over and sat down in the shallow hole, then carefully pulled out a piece of ancient jade.

He pressed the ancient jade to his forehead, as if reading something.

Then, carefully put away the ancient jade and put it into a posture of five hearts facing the sky.

When night falls, the moonlight shines on the lake, sparkling.

Smoke rose from the top of his head, creating a subtle change with the moonlight.

He raised his hand and pointed to the wind piercing the lake.

"Grunt" "Grunt", several fish corpses floated up, silently.

But he was not satisfied, shook his head, and continued to cultivate.

At this time, there seemed to be a figure flashing by.

It was dawn again, and he was still chopping wood in the yard.

Suddenly, two men and women with swords entered the compound.

This pair of men and women, delicately dressed and with haughty expressions.

"It's him!" cried the young man who came with them.

From his facial features, Lu Mingshu vaguely saw the appearance of the child who bullied him back then.

So he was surrounded.

"Shang Qing, Senior Brother Wei reported you for stealing, do you admit it?"

His eyebrows furrowed, and his voice had become muffled: "I didn't steal. ”

"The thief, of course, will not admit that he is a thief. Senior Brother Nawei shouted, "It's not easy to know if he stole or not, just search your body!"

The man and woman seemed to think it made sense, and the man went up and searched him.

He took a step back and assumed a defensive posture: "You have no evidence, what qualifications do you have to search?"

"This is Senior Brother and Senior Sister of the Discipline Hall, do you think you are qualified?" Senior Brother Wei said first, "Obediently hand over the things, maybe your sin can be lighter." ”

The man and woman looked at him indifferently, obviously meaning the same thing.

Anger crossed his face: "No! you can't just do it. ”

"If you say no, you can't, who are you!" Senior Brother Wei couldn't help it, and pounced on him to pinch him.

He waved the axe in his hand, and before he could speak, Senior Brother Wei had already shouted: "Senior brother and sister, let's see, he not only resisted arrest, but also used the murder weapon!"

The man and woman were not good-looking, and they gathered around. The man shouted: "Shang Qing, it's still too late for you to surrender now." ”

"I didn't steal!" he added.

The woman was impatient: "Wouldn't it be good if you let us search it?" This is unwilling, that is unwilling, is it a weak heart?"

Senior Brother Wei immediately accepted: "He is just weak-hearted! Senior Sister, search his body!"

There was a tear, and the piece of ancient jade fell out of him.

"That's it!" shouted Senior Brother Wei, "this is my stuff, he stole it." ”

He was furious: "This is obviously mine?"

Senior Brother Wei sneered: "Don't you look at what you look like, can you afford such a good thing?"

The pair of men and women with swords did not hesitate to believe Senior Brother Wei's words.

Because, it seems that he really can't afford such a thing, and he doesn't even have anything of value on his body, even if this ancient jade is not a good material, and it is not something he can afford.

He rushed over to grab it, but was beaten up and locked up.

The reason is that stealing, breaking the door rules.