I don't know how long it took, Jiang Bing opened his eyes weakly, looked around, and saw bloody violence as far as he could. Without waiting to look more, the pain in the heart of the cone came from the limbs, and spread all over the body at a very fast speed, and when I looked down, I saw a bloody body hanging from a broken wooden cross, and at the bottom of the frame was a red and blackened wooden barrel, and the red liquid in the barrel had been hidden from the feet, climbing upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, such a scene seemed to be a bloody visual feast in the eyes of the mob.

"Boss, this boy is awake," called a thin man in a pirate hat and a leather whip in his hand.

The heavy blow made Jiang Bing's brain gradually numb, and the pain in his body seemed to be reduced a lot. Jiang Bing raised his heavy head like a dead fish, and looked hazyly at the man who was gradually standing up in the darkness in front of him, a strong man wearing an eye patch and exuding a terrifying aura.

"Boy, do you know what happened to the person who killed my crocodile" The strong man in black gradually walked in, oppressing the young Jiang Bing with a feeling of dominating the world.

Surprisingly, Jiang Bing did not feel frightened by this, but had a feeling of desire to provoke, as for the source of this feeling, he didn't need to ask and knew where it came from.

Although it takes a lot of experience to repair the body, at this moment, the experience is growing significantly faster than decreasing, just like a boater who is sailing with the current is compared to a boater who is sailing against the current.

But this is not the reason why Jiang Bing feels excited, as for the reason, it is natural that his physique has changed, he has been beaten, and his physique has broken the level limit under the interference of foreign objects, since he can improve his physique by being beaten, then he can definitely improve other attributes through other methods.

Seeing a young man who could be said to be courageous, the man named Crocodile had a heart that he couldn't bear to bury talents, but because he couldn't explain to his brothers, Crocodile had to beat the idea of seeking talent and avenge his brother.

I heard the old man say that when a person is greatly traumatized, the human brain will be numb, and the wound will not have the slightest pain. If he said this to Jiang Bing now, Jiang Bing would definitely blurt out a scolding.

When the leather whip hit the body again and again, when the soldering iron burned red by the charcoal came into contact with the body again and again, when the hot and cold water was alternately combined with the wound, when he was awakened by pain again and again, Jiang Bing finally lost his breath, his body began to chill, and gradually stiffened, his arms hung straight on both sides, the product of the combination of blood and water was hidden from the navel, the rope used to bind the cross had long been broken on the ground next to the barrel, and some of the blood water was also floating, the cross full of scars added new scars, the blood-red deep ditch looked seeping, and some of the fallen wood slag was also inserted in Jiang Bing's body, like a red cactus in the desert。

A thin pawn scolded loudly, and spit a mouthful of phlegm at the lifeless Jiang Bing, because he didn't spit on his face, he spit out again, and scolded secretly, "This kid can resist, tired to death" The pawn glanced at the crocodile after speaking, and hurriedly said, "Look at the boss is tired" and ran to the crocodile to squat for the crocodile's legs, the crocodile obviously didn't see him, and shouted to the people around him, "Throw it away, it's a pity, it's so tough at a young age, if you don't offend me, I will definitely accept him."

On the other hand, because Jiang Bing didn't return for a long time, Hua Ye and his wife had dinner early, because usually Jiang Bing would occasionally not return at night, after all, it was not his own child, and the second elder would not ask more. So much so that it took several years to meet again.

As for the rescued girl, she was lost in the world, as if there had never been such a person, and as for the parents of the child, they also disappeared before they could call the police, the streets and alleys, the dark corners, the blood donations seeped into the ground, and as for the rest, only a little remnant of clothes was left fluttering in the wind.

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[The river is different from the saints, and it is thick for all generations. If the people are not eliminated, disasters will befall them.

Golden Beach, an unknown beach in Dixing, and this limerick poem has been circulated on this beach for many years, and its cause has long become a legend, but this isolated to pure and simple people still adhere to this unfounded, rootless limerick poem.

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In the early morning, the tornado rises, the wind is strong and the sea is not allowed, and fishing is the people's livelihood. It still exists, and it can be born without three days. This wind monster, blowing for seven days in a row, heavy rain accompanied by wind, another seven days, fourteen days over, the sky is clear, the wind is smooth, fishermen go to the sea, fish.

Because of the improvement of the weather, the fishermen in the village who make a living from fishing have gone to the sea in the hope of a good omen, after all, there is no income, and the problem of feeding the family is very problematic.

The bustle of the small village, which has not been seen for several years, seems to have exploded at this moment, on the beach, the fishermen loosen the ropes that bind the fishing boats, and those who cannot go to the sea are praying and blessing beside them, and even the four or five-year-old dolls have come to the seaside, although they are playing, but they are also alive.

Because of the storm, the fishing boats were full of debris, and after a while, the leader of the village went out to sea with shouts, and the cries of the women came from the shore, hoping that the men who had gone to sea would go home soon.

When the fishing boats gradually disappeared from people's sight, the women guarding the shore took their children home, first, the beach was still a little damp, afraid that the children would catch a cold, and second, they came home to cook and reward the men who went out to sea. Just as the people were about to leave, the children playing next to him let out a scream, so loud that everyone around them turned their eyes to him.

A boy?

Naked?

Where did it come from?

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How heavy can a teenage boy be, a woman who does rough work all year round can't hold it, in order to save effort, four women are one person and one limb, and some curious married women are watching around, and those unmarried yellow flower girls will certainly not go to join in the excitement, out of shyness, they have already run home.

The dark-skinned boy was taken to the chief's house, and the old man welcomed many people from the old hut where the black boy arrived, both inside and outside the house, most of whom were women of the village, and of course some children, who gathered in front of the chief's house because of the poem.

In the evening, when the men who had gone out to sea to fish came to the shore, they were surprised to find that the women who greeted them on the shore were a little strange, so they asked why. After learning the reason, he transported the fish caught on the cargo ship to the shore, "The amount of fish caught today is enough for a week ago", "Isn't it, this day is strange, but there is a bumper harvest, happy!" "Hurry up and move the goods home to see the so-called saint"

So the village chief's house, which had just stopped the meeting, was noisy again.

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Physical recovery 5%Continuous recovery.......

As always, the village has gradually become accustomed to this boy who can only sleep, because of the arrival of the boy, the production of salvage in the village has increased, and the identity of the saint has become more and more solid, and after a period of time, the admirable word "god" has been worn. In order to make the boy sleep comfortably, the men of the village worked together to build a hut on the seaside of the village, hoping that the son of the sea would bring better benefits to the villagers. In this way, time passed little by little, and half a year flew by in the blink of an eye.

Physical recovery 50%Continuous recovery......

Since the hut was built, the boy called "God" moved in, and no one dared to approach within a radius of ten meters from the hut, after all, gods and mortals are completely different, and once humans touch the dwelling of gods, they will definitely cause retribution.

It was also that no one approached, no one cleaned, and the hut was gradually encroached upon by dust, and the boy was surprisingly without a trace of dust, surrounded by some black residue, some powder finer than sand, and the black boy's skin gradually turned yellow after the black powder fell.

After a while, a mysterious guest came to the village, his long black hair reaching to his waist, and his wheat-colored body was shiny in the sunlight without clothes. The squinting eyes looked as if they had just woken up. The sharp nails give the impression of a jungle beast.

The inexplicable intimacy made this simple village quickly accept him, and entertain foreign guests with the finest ingredients.

But they were wrong, very wrong, this visitor's food was so great that five middle-aged men could not defeat him, and the mothers-in-law who were cooking saw that someone loved their food so much, so they made another table for everyone.

As the old saying goes, there is no such thing as happiness.

The happy days came to an end, and disasters followed.

On the second day of the boy's arrival, the fishermen who went out to sea to fish encountered a storm and killed dozens of people, and the village was immersed in a white world of grief, and there were rumors that "the god had sinned against the devil's child", but out of simplicity, he did not act excessively against the boys, but only less affectionate and more indifferent.

On the third day, frost and snow accompanied by hail hit the village, and several houses in the village were smashed down, and many villagers were also injured, and the rumors deepened. The man from outside didn't pay any attention.

On the fourth day, the grain stored in the village cellar was eaten by rats, and the noodles that had been exchanged for a large amount of fish were a mess. The rumors were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and when they met the boy on the village road, they began to point fingers and say something that did not make sense.

On the fifth day, the boy could not bear this unwarranted infamy, and left wearing the clothes given by the village girl on the first day.

Soon after the boy left, the house built for the "gods" collapsed, and people searched the boy's body only to find black powder and long hair.

Just when people are distressed, an old saying appears in front of people. [The river is different from the saints, and it is thick for all generations. When people realized this sentence, the young man who was driven away had already disappeared, and the departure of the mysterious saint made the people of the small village panic and even more suspicious. However, after the washing of time, people have returned to their old lives, but there are fewer people, a few houses, and a few stories to remember.

This small village, though isolated from the rest of the world, is still known to outsiders, and the entrance of the village stretches outwards until the coastline disappears into a town, which is not a tall building, but it is by no means comparable to a small village.

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At night, the town is brightly lit, the streets, buildings, squares, the noise emitted is not reduced during the day, on the street, people come and go, whispering, in the buildings, frolicking, shouting constantly, the square gathers the most people, the crowd in a ring is gathered together, there is a stage in the center of the crowd, on the stage a beautiful girl is giving a speech, giving a speech about the annual winning competition. The so-called winning is actually a competition of strength, the game has been greatly injured by the division of age groups, and now it has formed a fair game that everyone is satisfied with.

Above the age of 10, under the age of 70, each age is a segment, after the winner is determined, and for the first, of course, you can also skip the challenge, and the reward will also increase with the difficulty of the skipping challenge.

Although this form is complicated, it is a good opportunity for some people who have no confidence and low self-esteem to make money, because the scale of the game is too large, so the relevant staff will be relatively lacking, and the annual recruitment is also a big problem.

The girl's voice was not loud, and it was barely heard by everyone through the loudspeaker, and it was precisely because of this that when the girl spoke, the scene consciously changed from the beginning of the noise to quiet, quietly listening to the woman's performance, and after the woman finished speaking, the scene fell into chaos again, and all kinds of cheerful voices continued to come like a wave.

"Fluttershy, we're going to sign up for the contest..."

"Fluttershy, let's sign up to be judges..."

"Fluttershy, where's the audience, we're big fans of the game..."

Sun Xiaodie is as beautiful as her name suggests, and she is not confused by this on stage, giving people a sense of skill. The microphone was raised, and the crowd stopped restlessly, "The referee please go to the left hand side of the stage, and the registrants go to the right hand side of the stage, of course, the fans of our game will be wronged and you will leave the venue, and the official competition will be at eight o'clock in the morning three days later, don't forget to order it then." ”

It is very troublesome to register and record a game of tens of millions of people, fortunately some referees are experienced, otherwise it will be a waste of time to talk about the regulations, record a referee, a referee will immediately participate in the work, that is, record the registration as a referee, the efficiency of starting is very slow, and the people who sign up for the game are also very anxious, but the principle of exponential explosion tells people that the low efficiency at the beginning does not mean that it will always be inefficient. The referee quickly signed up, and although the number of referees who signed up for the competition was hundreds of times and thousands of times, in front of the efficient referees, everything was a cloud in three days.

Ten o'clock in the night, the last moment of the day, the dawn of the second day. There is a gap between the time of the emperor star and the mother planet, where there are 20 hours a day, 400 days a year, and the living environment of short days and long nights makes people gradually get used to the night, and of course the nightlife is also a lot richer.

Just when the town was brightly lit, under a crescent moon, a raft gradually approached from afar, and the dark moonlight could not see the faces clearly, only the emaciated body could be faintly seen.