"What's the use of a waste person who can't cultivate anymore in his life, come on, throw this guy out and kill me!"

Bai Qingyu walked to Wang Mu and kicked twice, despising Wang Mu like garbage.

Two black-clothed men walked in at the door, drove Wang Mu to the door, and after a while, there was a sound of kicking and beating, and Wang Mu was silent from beginning to end, with only despair in his eyes.

"Little beauty, you are lucky today, but sooner or later you are my Bai Qingyu's person!" After that, Bai Qingyu smiled pervertedly and walked out of the room.

The two men at the door were covered in sweat, Bai Qingyu probed Wang Mu's snort, and made sure that there was no breath, so he waved his hand and motioned for the two to throw Wang Mu out.

The two Han men understood, took out a sack and put Wang Mu in it, drove down a mountain forest in a neighboring city dozens of kilometers away, and took advantage of the night to throw Wang Mu there and escape.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, the leaves were falling in the evening breeze, and autumn was gradually coming, and the night was doubly cool.

Several wild dogs sniffed at the side of the sack, as if they smelled the food, and one by one they tore at the sack, tearing a large hole in the thick sack in three or two strokes.

The wild dogs sniffed Wang Mu over and over again, and when Wang Mu was about to take his mouth, Wang Mu suddenly coughed, turned around and spit out a mouthful of thick blood on the ground, and the wild dogs were frightened and ran away one by one.

It turned out that Wang Mu just blocked his throat in one breath and fell into shock temporarily, and blamed Bai Qingyu for being too careless, thinking that Wang Mu was already a wasted person, and even if he didn't die, he couldn't threaten anything, so he didn't take a closer look to see if Wang Mu was really dead.

As the saying goes, if you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing, but Wang Mu did not have the pleasure of escaping death, he even asked himself why he didn't die, what is the use of a waste person living in the world.

If it was before, Wang Mu was a mortal, and it didn't matter if he had true qi and mana, but now Wang Mu knew his responsibility, but he didn't have the ability to take on that responsibility.

The trees on both sides are like strange monsters, swaying their branches from time to time as if they are dancing a primitive dance, and Wang Mu shuttles through them like a lost soul, looking small and helpless. I don't know how far I walked, Wang Mu finally fell to the ground without support.

……

The first rays of the morning sun illuminated this beautiful mountain village, and a homeless man in rags and covered in blood lay at the entrance of the village.

"Who is this man? How to sleep here? ”

"Where did he come from, he can't be a dead man, right?"

Wang Mu opened his eyes weakly, and there were more than a dozen plainly dressed villagers standing around him and talking.

"Look, Grandma, he's still alive!" A little boy pointed at Wang Mu and said.

Beside the little boy stood an old woman with gray hair, dressed in a linen robe, and holding a crooked cane. When the old woman saw that Wang Mu had opened his eyes, she said to the young men around her, "Quickly carry him to my house." ”

The old woman is the oldest and most prestigious person in the village, and she is also the witch of this backward mountain village, in charge of the village's rituals and other matters. After harvesting the grain every autumn, the village will worship the mountain god under the leadership of the old woman, and at the same time attach a woman for the mountain god to enjoy, otherwise there will be a big drought in the coming year, and there will be no harvest.

The old woman's home is at the other end of the village, next to the village ancestral hall and altar. The village was isolated from the rest of the world and could not see outsiders all year round, and Wang Mu's arrival made the whole village explode at once.

The old woman poured a bowl of homemade decoction into Wang Mu, and then pushed and blasted the onlookers out, so that Wang Mu could rest quietly.

For three days, Wang Mu has been in a state of half-asleep and half-awake, not that he can't wake up, but that he doesn't want to wake up, and he doesn't want to face his current self.

"Young man, what's on your mind?" The old woman asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Wang Mu didn't speak, his eyes still closed.

The old woman sighed, as if talking to herself: "No matter what, don't get along with yourself, what you lose will be gained, but if you can't get over yourself, you can only live like an animal, what's the point." Since you don't want to say it, I won't ask you, but young man, you have to remember that there is no hurdle that you can't pass! With that, the old woman got up and walked out, without closing the door, and the sun shone from the door to Wang Mu's bed.

Wang Mu covered his head with a quilt and hid in a dark and narrow space, as if he could only get a sense of security here, at this time he was like a timid ostrich, thinking that there was no threat if he buried his head in the sand.

Another person sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing the quilt with one hand and trying to pull it apart, but Wang Mu's hand was clutching.

"Grandma asked me to come over and take you out for a walk, people need to bask in the sun more to have energy." A gentle female voice said.

The girl tried to pull the quilt a few more times, and finally, Wang Mu let go of her hand and slowly poked her head out, like a snail hiding in its shell.

Seeing Wang Mu's unkempt appearance, the girl smiled, Wang Mu looked at it blankly, this girl is not good-looking, but she has the most simple temperament and attraction on her body.

Wang Mu sat up slowly, and the girl handed over a linen dress and said, "Wear this, your clothes are torn, and the blood stains on them can't be washed off." ”

After taking the clothes, Wang Mu just nodded indifferently, and the girl smiled and walked out. Wang Mu slowly took off his bloodstained clothes, which were bought by Su Yue before the end of the world.

Although the linen clothes are not good-looking, they are also very comfortable, Wang Mu glanced at the old clothes, and was about to throw them away, but the girl walked in and said, "Give it to me, this dress is very delicate, maybe I can draw the thread to make another dress." ”

As soon as he went out, the crowd rushed up, pulling Wang Mu to ask questions. Wang Mu was a little uncomfortable for a while, and he didn't know how to answer, looking at the clothes of the people in this village, it looked like they were a hundred or ten years ago, and it was estimated that these people had not walked out of here for several generations.

"Grandma said let me take him for a walk, everyone is gone!" The girl beside her said to everyone.

Wang Mu smiled gratefully at the girl, and the girl said when she saw this, "You finally smiled." By the way, I didn't even ask you what your name was? ”

After thinking for a moment, there was a stream next to it, and Wang Mu said casually: "Just call me Ahe." ”

"Ah? That's not your real name, is it? It's okay, I'll call you Ah He in the future, my name is Ye Xunqian, and you can just call me Xiaoqian. ”

While the two were talking, there were bursts of gongs and drums from the ancestral hall, and many people ran there, Wang Mu asked suspiciously, "What happened?" ”

Xiaoqian also said with a puzzled face: "I don't know, let's go and see it together!" ”

(Today's update is late.,Tomorrow will start to break out.,Until it's on the shelves.,Give it a bit of support.,Come on with flowers and recommend something.,The follow-up chapters are more exciting!) ）