The first day is desolate with hoarfrost, the wind blows the dead leaves, the residual flowers wither, the vast mountain villages, and wild dogs forage for food on the yellow grass.

Gu Hai wrapped a few rags around his body, resisted the west wind that penetrated into the bones, ran in the new gloom of the day, and struggled to snatch chicken bones from the wild dog's mouth, and entered the mouth.

The villagers were accustomed to seeing him like this, and no one stopped him, just watching a leisurely show and laughing merrily.

This situation seems to have become a source of happiness for them in their unsatisfactory lives.

Gu Hai only felt that the laughter was harsh, but he didn't care, and continued to chew with relish in the sky.

Compared with tree roots and grass roots, chicken bones are the fragrance of heaven and earth.

"Today's food is good, I have eaten bones!" said the butcher Fan Dafu raised his voice with a hearty laugh.

Gu Hai lifted his face the same color as the withered grass, only barely smiled back, and continued to savor the residual fragrance in his mouth.

At this time, Aunt Wang had a look on her face, pretending to be a compassionate fairy, and her voice was sharper than the thorns of thorns: "It's cold, look at your body, it's too thin, Ming'er, you go to the mass grave, pick up a piece of clothing on the dead person, wear it on yourself, and keep it warm! Maybe when you sleep at night, there is a beautiful woman in white who will help you warm the bed!"

"Hahaha!"

These humorous words seem to stir everyone's hearts, and everyone laughs from ear to ear, especially the humorous Aunt Wang!

Perhaps, there is nothing in her life that makes her prouder than her humor at the moment.

The gloom of the whole autumn was all washed away by their laughter.

Only the cangsitudes of the sky are cold, in the sky, beside the ancient sea.

Obviously in such a joyful atmosphere, Gu Hai only felt unwell. When he was about to leave, Aunt Wang's child, Li Goudan laughed loudly: "Hahaha, look at the clothes on his body, no, rags, they are more torn than the clothes thrown away by our family!"

Gu Hai lowered his head, avoiding the burning eyes of everyone, and uncomfortably wrapped the rags on his body with his hands, for fear of falling and walking away.

Like the legs of two thin bamboo poles, he quickened his pace, trying to get away from here as soon as possible.

At this time, a horse widow who looked like a loving mother in a book lovingly stroked her daughter Ye Xing'er's hair lovingly, and patiently taught: "You have to work hard, otherwise in the future, you will become like him." ”

The desolate wind seeped into the bones of the ancient sea again.

Gu Hai clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, only swallowed the grievances into his stomach, and said in his heart: "When did the origin that you can't choose become the ......object of people's spit?"

He was like a thief, and he stole her into his eyes.

His heart was more bitter than Huang Lian, and he could only sneak a glance at her.

But this glimpse is like a shocking Hong in the sea.

I saw Ye Xing'er staring at him with grape-like eyes, looking at him curiously.

Her Peugeot face, like an apricot blossom, secretly bloomed in the corners of his eyes.

Gu Hai clenched his fists tighter, and in the smiling faces of everyone, his face was like a red maple, and he walked by with his head buried in it.

The laughter is like a wave, the laughter is like a flame, like a demon in the dark, hugging the ancient sea with teeth and claws.

In this land, there seem to be steel needles that spread to the cape, and every step of the ancient sea is so difficult, so painful, so difficult, so painful, every step is like thousands of steel needles piercing the soles of their feet.

Later, he gritted his teeth and walked away, holding back the blood splashes that were out of people's sight.

In the midst of this desolate wind, in the midst of this piercing laughter, he secretly swore that he would rise to prominence in the future, that he would stand on the top of the mountain, and that he would see them in tears, and smile at himself like this!

Finally, in the midst of a long agony, he walked back to his home.

It's not so much a home as a slightly larger chicken coop. It was a nest with a pile of weeds piled up by the river.

The river is wet, so why do you have to pile it here?

Because he had been piled up in the village, someone ruthlessly demolished it, saying that this nest prevented his sheep from returning to the circle.

Someone else kicked his nest apart, and then turned back with a fake apology: "Oh, I thought it was a kennel!"

After that, he let out a happy laugh.

Therefore, the ancient sea will nest by this sparsely populated small river.

Actually, it's not bad here, but sometimes wild dogs come to rob his den.

At this time, he slept in his nest and watched the noisy people of the village in the distance.

Someone has a face like a spring flower and a smile on his face.

Someone grabbed the ground with his head, and his liver and intestines were broken.

Some people looked numb, but they laughed and cried.

He stared at everyone curiously, why were they so different in joy and sorrow, but when he saw him, it was all joyful laughter?

With such a profound question, his head hurt when he thought about it, and he stopped thinking about it.

He continued to wait silently as usual, at sunrise and sunset, in anticipation.

He didn't know what he was waiting for, but there seemed to be a remnant of words in his deep memory that made him wait......

Maybe it's the words of someone who said to themselves in a previous life.

This is not Gu Hai's nonsense to himself, he has never mentioned it to anyone, and there is a part of inexplicable memories left in his mind.

He always attributed it to the fact that it was his memories of his past life.

The clearest of them is the memory of the immortal cultivation in the brain.

There are three kinds of immortal cultivation techniques, one is the art of imperial weapons, and its practice method is to connect the heart with the heart mirror stone, and "read" in the heart, and the imperial weapon. Therefore, the "thoughts" in each person's heart are not the same, and the supernatural powers are naturally different.

In this kind of immortal cultivation method, the heart mirror stone will change color with the size of the supernatural power, from low to high in order of white stone, yellow stone, bluestone, red stone, purple stone.

The second is the method of forging, this method of cultivating immortals is more difficult, and those who practice this method need to be proficient in the ability to forge weapons in order to forge a high-strength magic weapon, and then change the size of the weapon, put it in the yellow cloth illustrated book, for their own use.

This kind of immortal cultivation method, distinguishing which is stronger and which is weak, is to look at the number of forged weapons in the Yellow Cloth Illustrated Book, those with many weapons, and those with great magical powers, are all strong.

The third is the principle of Taoism, this kind of immortal cultivation is the most difficult. He needs a cultivator to understand the Dao and the laws of the world, it has no distinction between strong and weak, as long as he can understand the Dao Fa and send out moves, it is the attack of the Dao Dao of the World, as long as he is in the middle, he can cause great damage. However, this method is too difficult and rarely used.

These three kinds of immortal cultivation techniques are clear in my mind one by one.

Therefore, he concluded that as long as someone was willing to teach him to cultivate immortals, he would definitely climb the ladder of heaven step by step, step by step into the place where no one could reach the sky.

He just waited, waited, waited for a master to come and take him out of trouble.

The master didn't know when he would come, but the various disasters that the villagers had prepared for him came one by one.

The butcher Fan Dafu held the meat in his hand and shook it kindly to Gu Hai: "Do you want to eat?

This shiny pork belly, every inch of flesh and skin, emitted an attractive aroma, firmly hooking Gu Hai's eyes and drawing out the saliva on his lips.

"Come here, learn the dog to bark, learn the dog to call and I'll give you food." ”

Fan Dafu beckoned again, grinned and said.

For a seven-year-old child who has never had a full stomach, it is a temptation greater than that of Xianmen.

His meager self-esteem no longer needs to be protected.

Gu Hairuo ran in the wind, ran to Fan Dafu's eyes, drooled, and whispered "Wang, Wang" twice.

Fan Dafu's heart bloomed like a flower, and he laughed happily.

Gu Hai couldn't wait to reach out and grab the meat in Fan Dafu's hand, but Fan Dafu not only didn't keep the promise and withdrew, but also pressed Gu Hai down, and pressed his palm on his face like withered grass, clinging to the dirty soil.

His body was like a twisted reed, and he bent down in the wind, grinning like a demon, and said, "If you want to eat meat, do you deserve it?"

Fan Dafu followed the words in his mouth and threw the whole piece of meat in his hand to his family dog, Wangcai.

Wangcai put the whole piece of meat into a kennel that was more luxurious than Gu Hai's house.

Gu Hai saw this scene, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth trembled, and his thin hands and feet struggled hard.

Fan Dafu is a butcher, not a single strong cow can escape in his hands, where can Gu Hai break free!

He held Gu Hai down, then took out a rope to tie the dog and put it around Gu Hai's neck.

Gu Hai resisted again, and Fan Dafu took out a long whip and raised it into the air.

This long whip was like a long snake raised into the air, and the loud sound of the swing shook Gu Hai's heart.

A seven-year-old child, no matter how heroic he is, is scared of rat gall.

"Learn to bark!" Fan Dafu's eyes flashed with anticipation, and his grinning mouth issued a commanding word.

Gu Hai gritted his teeth, tears in his eyes.

If you are like an ordinary person and have parents to rely on, who will treat you like this?

Could it be that people from poor backgrounds deserve such humiliating treatment?

He clenched his fists, his voice trembling, and he let out a "Wang".

At this sound, Fan Dafu was as happy as going to heaven, he became excited, waved a long whip, slammed it on Gu Hai's thin body, and then ordered loudly: "Louder, louder!"

Gu Hai accompanied the blood marks on his body one by one, one after another, crying miserably: "Wang!

Fan Dafu let out another happy laugh.

In this way, Fan Dafu's perverted psychology is not satisfied.

He had a greasy belly, his head held high, as if he was leading a dog, leading Gu Hai, and scattered around the village with great vigour.

If Gu Hai dared to stand up like a human, he would whip him so hard that he would continue to crawl like a dog.

Gu Hai gritted his teeth, and let the stones on the road pierce his palm, he had tears in his eyes, and said innocently in his heart: "Someone will come to save me, someone will always come to save me!"

When the busy villagers saw such a scene, the sorrow in their hearts and the unhappiness of life seemed to disappear in an instant, not only did no one have the idea of saving Gu Hai, but like Fan Dafu, a happy smile appeared on their faces.

"Let me introduce you, this is my new dog!"

Fan Dafu's voice was loud, as if it could reach every corner of the village.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed even harder.

At this time, someone offered the humor in his bones: "Gu Hai, you have finally come out, and you will never have to fight with wild dogs for food in the future!"

Gu Hai slammed his palms into the dirt, his fingers bleeding. He breathed heavily, his head bowed, his eyes clouded with tears.

Is it because his background is inferior to others that he has to be treated inhumanely?

At this time, Fan Dafu announced to everyone very lovingly: "I repeat, from now on he is my Fan Dafu's dog, no one is allowed to bully him, do you hear?"

As soon as these words fell, Gu Hai was shocked to see Ye Xing'er standing in front of him with hazy tears in his eyes.

Gu Hai raised his head and saw that she was still staring at her two grape-like eyes, looking at herself curiously in the crowd.

The flames in Gu Hai's heart were like being stirred up by a violent wind.

His whole face, like a rakshasa, shouted a terrifying roar, jumped up and waved his fist at Fan Dafu.

Fan Dafu picked up the whip and whipped him to the ground and fell into the dust.

Gu Hai's body was covered with another bloodstain, and the bloodstain was desperate, dripping drops of blood and tears.

Someone among the villagers had another burst of humor, and said in the desolate wind: "Look, the wild dog is angry, the wild dog is angry!"

Gu Haiben's normal reaction made Fan Dafu's face full of gloom.

Furiously, he whipped again and again, and whipped towards Gu Hai mercilessly.

The thin Gu Hai, the Gu Hai that was already covered with blood, was whipped and twitched in the land.

But when each whip fell, he did not protect his body with his hands, but stubbornly covered his face with tears in his eyes.

That's because he didn't want Ye Xing'er to see his face at all!

This is his last dignity.

During the night, Fan Dafu's family fell asleep.

Gu Hai opened his mouth and bit by bit with his fragile teeth, biting the rope around his neck.

Every time he pressed his teeth, it was easy for him to burst into tears, and he shouted in his heart: "I don't want to be a dog, I don't want to be a dog!"

He's got a broken tooth, he's still biting the rope! There was blood on both sides of his mouth, but he's still biting the rope!

Eventually, an hour later, he snapped the rope.

Although he was scarred, his heart seemed to bloom at this moment.

His thin body struggled to climb out of Fan Dafu's courtyard wall.

When he jumped, his ankle was swollen, but he still didn't dare to make a sound, and ran desperately, limping to his nest.

In the rest of the days, as long as he saw Fan Dafu from afar, he would run away.

When the people in the village saw this scene, they all laughed and said, "Fan Dafu, your dog saw you run away, hahaha!"

Fan Dafu only waved his hand helplessly, and cursed at Gu Hai: "What a white-eyed wolf who can't be fed!"

After speaking, a happy laugh floated out of everyone's mouths.