By this time, the sun had risen high, and Daifuku had finally returned to the cowshed.

However, he was the only one who came back, and behind him, he didn't see Niu San, the huge bull head raised by Niu Da and Niu Er, and finally lowered his head in disappointment.

The sun slowly poured in through a dilapidated leak in the barn, and his closed eyes trembled slightly, but he could not open them.

Daifuku lowered his head and walked back ashamedly, and did not go in, just squatted outside the cowshed and waited, he did not find Niu San, how could he have the face to go in and face Niu Da and Niu Er at this time.

At this time, the sun has reached the middle, Niu San still hasn't returned, and Daifuku is still waiting for Niu San's arrival at the cowshed.

However, in the end, it was not the long-awaited Niu San who was waiting for him, but a few fierce and vicious servants.

At this time, the servants stood in front of him with disgusted expressions, and their eyes revealed a deep disgust and ridicule.

Several people stared at Daifuku with fierce eyes, and one of the servants shouted at Daifuku arrogantly, "I heard that you bullied our friend this morning?"

When Daifuku saw them coming, he quickly stood up and said, "I didn't bully your friends......"

"Ah" Before he could say it, the person who spoke directly slapped Daifuku hard, and Daifuku was immediately knocked to the ground by the man.

It seemed that blood had been drawn from the gums, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth, which was particularly glaring on the ugly and dirty cheeks.

But the servants didn't notice this at all, and at this time they were trampling Dafu like a mess of mud, wishing that he would be disabled for life, so that they would not appear in front of them and obstruct their eyes.

Daifuku had already been numbed by their ravage, and he didn't hide at all, so he curled up and lay there and was trampled by them fiercely, without even making a scream.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... "These people are smiling insolently while stepping on the great fortune, laughing so presumptuously, so unrestrained.

These pleasures, which base their pleasure on the pain of others, are their only pastime, and they have long since become numb and have long since found true happiness.

"Ah......h

"Hahaha...... This bastard finally screamed, Lao Tzu thought he wouldn't be in pain, brothers, keep beating him hard for me, hahaha......" Hearing Dafu's scream, those people were even happier, as if they were more excited, and continued to kick him fiercely.

They beat him, never with their hands, because they dislike Daifuku dirty, afraid of soiling their hands, so they never use their feet, one foot at a time to step on Daifuku's body, step hard, Daifuku is like a punching bag, as long as they have any unhappiness, any unsatisfactory, will come over and beat Daifuku hard.

In this forest mansion, Dafu is like a punching bag specially customized for these inferior servants, anyone can vent on him, anytime, anywhere, and never resist.

Daifuku has never resisted, and he has never hated everyone who has hurt him, and he feels that as long as he can make them happy, it is better than anything else, and if he can make them happy, not in this way of hurting others, then it will be even better.

But the only thing that is not pleasant is that they are still stuck better than anything else, and they have not yet gone there.

At this time, several people continued to ravage Dafu, not knowing what he was thinking, seeing his silent appearance, he only thought that he was stunned, and he couldn't speak, and everyone suddenly felt that they had a sense of accomplishment, so they continued to trample on Dafu.

In the cowshed, there was still a person lying at this time, and the noise outside came from time to time, as well as a few angry cow mooing in the cowshed.

These noisy sounds came into Xie Yijian's ears one by one, and at this time, he really wanted to wake up and see what was going on outside.

He also wanted to see what the man who took care of him day and night was like.

He also wanted to see what the three cows he had been whispering in his ear looked like.

Everything, at this time, he just wanted to wake up.

He tried hard to wake himself up, to take back control of his body, he didn't want to be a vegetative person who was not under his control.

Work harder, try harder, work harder.

It's not ......

The next moment, his eyes finally opened, and the eyelids that had been closed for a long time finally parted again.

However, when he opened it, he saw a scene he had just heard, of many people gathered around, trampling on the man below who was trying to huddle his body together.