Originally, there were more than 140 pounds, but now I have lost weight to the same weight as a woman, and a slightly stronger wind may down, and the person in front of me no matter how much he weighs, is definitely not under me anyway, if he wants to fight back, I will definitely not be able to resist.

"You... Why didn't you hit me? A chill ran in my palms, and it went down my arm and into my chest, spreading and pounding in my chest.

I've never seen a person who has been beaten so calmly.

"Keep beating me, don't stop." He opened his mouth and said, a small white thing fell out of his mouth, rolled on the ground a few times, I looked down and saw that it was a tooth, it turned out that his teeth were all knocked out by me.

Because the muscles on his face were also affected by the movements of his speech, the blood from the wound flowed down again, and another one came out of the corner of his mouth.

He obviously has no shadow, he is just a ghost, why is he still bleeding? I'm even more confused, could it be that he is a living person himself, and he has no shadow because of his special physique?

I thought something must be wrong with my ears, and I asked, "What did you say?" ”

"I said, don't be cowardly, keep beating me."

"Bang!" the stick in my hand suddenly loosened.

This man must be a monster!

In order to escape the education of the old beggar, I hid on the street to smoke a cigarette, wanting to relax and relax, but I met another person who likes to educate me, this person's temper is more eccentric than the old beggar, more nagging, and I beat without flinching, my back burst into a cold sweat, but anyone with normal psychology, being beaten like this will not be calm, but why is he not angry? At this moment I wanted to escape.

I threw away the stick in my hand and tried to flee into the distance, but I couldn't exert any strength on my body, and my legs were as heavy as if they had been poured with cement.

"Are you scared? I'm sorry, did I scare you out of this ghostly way? He smiled and tore off his sleeve and elegantly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

I wouldn't be surprised if he hated me and wanted to hit me or react in any way, but he was so calm?

I felt that my stick did not seem to hit a living person at all, as if it was hit in an empty valley, on a solid earth, on a high blue sky, and did not get the slightest response, but rather seemed like a fool.

Damn, I don't believe in this evil.

At this time, I had rested for a while, and I had accumulated some strength in my body, so I gritted my teeth and changed my hand, and hit him again, I don't know how long I had been fighting, I was already exhausted, and I fell directly to my knees on the ground, and he was still standing upright.

I looked up, and his eyes were not full of resentment, but full of sympathy for me.

Depend on! Why should he sympathize with me, he is the one who was beaten!

I jumped up from the ground and grabbed him by the neck with both hands, and pressed him to the ground, punching him in the face and stomach, his skin was soft, his body was warm, except for the absence of shadows, he looked like a living person everywhere.

"If you don't resist, I'll really beat you to death! Believe it or not! I hit him as I spoke, and my fists rained down until my hands were sore, and his eyes didn't change in the slightest.

"Whew-whew-you... Who the hell is it? Hurry up and tell me. I asked, gasping for breath.

"I have already told you just now, I am the person who governs this area, and I hated smoking the most in my life, so I was named an anti-smoking ambassador after my death, and I often hang around here, and when I see people who like to smoke, I will discourage them."

There was calm in his voice.

But I clearly saw that both of his eyes were swollen by me, and his eyeballs were about to be polygonal by me, and when he spoke, his teeth fell out, and his mouth was full of blood.

"No... You're not... If that's all there is, then why—" My voice was so hoarse that I couldn't even hear it myself.

"Whatever you say, as long as you promise me not to smoke again, if you are still not convinced, you can continue to hit me, it doesn't matter if you want to kill me, I will accompany you." He sat up from the floor with great difficulty, and you could see that his injuries were very bad, and maybe his ribs were broken.

"You tell me who you really are first." I sat on the ground, and suddenly I felt cold on my face, and the wind blew, and the chill was biting.

I don't know when I started crying, and I'm still crying, and I want to stop because it's so embarrassing, but I can't.

"My real identity? How about you listen to me tell a story? Anyway, I know you're free. His face was swollen like a pig's head, and he smiled at me.

I don't even know how he did it, and the person I wantonly humiliated and beat him so softly laughed that even I felt like a beast.

"This... Is this story long? I took a few steps back, keeping a distance from him.

Since working in Jiahui's shop, I have heard many people tell their stories, whether they are happy or sad, suspenseful or warm, and each one is very long.

For example, Xiaogui and Zi'er, and Wulou and Xie Shanshan, many times when I recall the stories they tell, I will feel emotional, but I think that this man's story must be more shocking than the stories of all of them, but the more this is the case, the more I don't want to listen, I am afraid that I will be so scared that I can't sleep at night.

"It's not long, it's just a short paragraph." He said.

Then, regardless of whether I wanted to hear it or not, he went on and told himself, and it turned out that he was not talking about his own story, but a story about Shakyamuni Buddha.

I've never been interested in Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but when this story came out of his mouth, I was so moved that if it was told by someone else, I would have thought it was very fake, but he made me really believe it.

Shakyamuni Buddha in his previous life was to endure humiliation immortals, specializing in forbearance and humiliation, one day for the goddess to say the Dharma, the goddess saw that he explained very well, and the appearance was very upright, so he stayed by his side, and did not want to disperse for a long time, the tyrant King Golee saw this scene, he was very jealous of his popularity, so he walked over to ask for the name, after he reported the name, the king of Golee pulled out his sword and said: "You said that you are a forbearance of the immortals, I don't believe it, I will test you today, to see if you can afford my insult." ”

"Please insult at will, I will never be angry, I will thank you instead."

So King Goli cut off both of his ears with a sword, and his head was bleeding profusely, but he still sat cross-legged and did not move.

"Don't you feel pain?"