"Ah~"

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The medicine seemed to be starting to penetrate into the bone marrow again, and the clothes on his body were completely soaked with muddy sweat. After a while, it was like centuries had passed. His eyes began to blur, even if he insisted.

Thinking is getting muddy. That's what the toxic effects look like they've entered the cerebral marrow.

If you are unconscious, you will never be awake again.

"No, you can't"

Lin Mu's chaotic mind muttered, it was like a struggle from the soul. Only struggle is his hope of survival. Countless images of survival in the past continue to flash through my mind.

"I've been miserable all my life. I was born in a wasteland tribe, lost my father at a young age, and lost my mother at the age of five. And then there was no one to rely on. In the ignorance, he was driven out of the community. Like rats and dogs, they live for a long time, thirsty for rain and dew, hungry for insects and ants to swallow carrion...... Fight with wolves for food in the wilderness, and fight for life with heaven and earth. Then he walked against the wind and walked alone through the vast wasteland. A narrow escape. It was only when he was eight years old that he arrived in the snowy region. But they are as down-and-out as wild dogs and beggars, and like savages, they know nothing and understand nothing. Everywhere you are at home. Slowly, I learned some worldly things. But later, he was deceived into the Bai family as a slave in ignorance. Bullied. ”

Lin Mu's eyes, which were originally a little scattered, gradually gathered together. It's like a reflection of the light that is unwilling to leave.

"In the past four years, in the four years of the Bai family, I have gone from knowing nothing to slowly learning all of this now. And silently accumulate this opportunity to quench the body. ”

"It can change a little bit just by looking at it. but to make me fail. I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

His eyes were shining with a fierce light, as if he were complaining.

"I just want to live an ordinary life. Is this also a luxury? Is it a luxury? No, I have never asked for anything, I have earned everything, including my life. I saved it up little by little, and no one has the right to take it away!"

In Lin Mu's chaotic meaning, he roared angrily in the end. The eyes suddenly glowed with a sharp light, and the madness of a hungry wolf beat in its eyes. A blood-red light flashed on his body.

Gradually, Lin Mu's trembling body stood up, and his whole body was covered with black sticky sweat mixed with blood, dripping down with blood.

Then Lin Mu stepped back and forth, made a fist with both hands, and punched out, the punch was as strong as the wind. The windows in front of us, which were not tightly closed, moved slightly in the wind. And the back side leg, sweeping.

"Bang Bang ......"

The strength passed, and smashed the stove medicine pot on the side, all of which were shattered, smashing all the debris in the room. Then he retracted, jumped forward, and punched down.

"Boom"

Lin Mu's fist flesh burst out, and blood flowed out, but the solid floor tiles actually cracked a small crack. The black viscous sweat spilled down with the force. It's filthy.

This is exactly one of the martial arts on Bai Jiaming's face, Tiger Ben Fist! Domineering and strong. was actually swept to the fullest by Lin Mu in a daze.

And if there is a master here, it must be seen that Lin Mu has opened up a vein at this time, and the qi and blood qi in his body are running wildly, and it is the Bai family's martial arts that are running. The toxins and some impurities in his body are being excreted from his body as the qi and blood flow.

Then, Lin Mu played again and again. The sweat with the black thick liquid trickled out and smeared all over the ground. Fortunately, although the room is not big, there is not much stuff. Otherwise, it will be difficult to wash.

Before the one-style style, Lin Mu could only dance his shape and could not move his will, and was moved by the tiger and the tiger. Full of evil spirits.

It wasn't until he was almost out of strength that Lin Mu gradually sobered up. The room was in shambles. There was also a foul smell on his body. However, he was not worried enough, so Lin Mu played it twice. The sweat that flowed out was already clear. Then he fell to the ground tiredly.

After a long time, I crawled and poured a pot of water, and after pouring it in, I gradually regained some strength.

Since just now, Lin Mu has been smirking all the time.

Looking at the roof with a smile.

There was a spider on the roof.

A spider he hated before, but he couldn't do anything about it.

At this time, it is hanging upside down cutely......

He did it.

Either way, he managed to quench himself.

Quench a section. Although it only adds a little bit of strength. To outsiders, this is not unusual. A lot of people can do it. The quenching section is just an ordinary person. There is no ostentatious capital at all.

But Lin Mu didn't think so, he was just a slave who had nothing. Not even the worst qualifications. If you want to quench your body, it is very difficult. Even the next road will be dozens of times more difficult.

But now that there is a beginning, is there no follow-up? and how many slaves can do his ordinary?

After being happy for a long time, Lin Mu knew that he couldn't be happy anymore. He had to pack it up first. Otherwise, if it is discovered, everything will be like ashes. He just jumped to his feet.

Carefully put away the geocharcoal, the piece of paper, and the remaining dregs. The room was carefully tidied up again. Except that the broken stove and the medicine pot cannot be restored. Everything else is neatly tied. Including the stench on his body, he also went to the stove to boil water and washed it clean. He simply bandaged the small wound on his hand. I feel very refreshed all over.

Then staring at the two broken stoves and medicine pots, Lin Mu felt very painful. After all, this is worth a dozen copperplates. It must be explained that he accidentally broke it, and then he must have paid for a new one himself. It hurts to think about it.

"Knock Knock ......"

"Ringo...... Ringo ...... Open the door quickly......"

As he was staring at the debris in a daze, there was a sharp knock and shouting outside.

"Ringo ......"

When I opened the door, I saw a little fat man sweating profusely, with a blue nose and swollen face. looked at Lin Mu with a face of grievance and sorrow. Lin Mu frowned.

"What's wrong?...... Come in and say. ”

The little fat man saw that Lin Mu almost didn't hug his thighs and cried, so he was carried in by Lin Mu.

"It's Zhang Nan again?"

The little fat man sat on the tattered bed.

Because he is a little honest, many people often bully him, and it seems that he is fat. So it's very durable. Now it looks blue and purple on the surface, but it is not really injured. But the flesh hurts. Crying, it is estimated that most of them are consciously wronged.

"Hmm...... Well, today...... Today, the steward told me to go and water the flowers in the garden. He and Huang Hua just... took advantage of the absence of the stewards to block the Yangshi Pond and beat me. Look at the hands are all blue, and there are feet, and there are thighs. Look at it, even the butt is blue......"

Xiaopang began to be a little speechless and stopped, but when it came to the grievances behind, it was like finding a backer, and he couldn't wait to talk about all the hardships in one breath.

"Stop...... No need to look, I know, I know. ”

Lin Mu was a little speechless. Hold the little fat man down and sit down.

Little Fat Man, the name is 'Little Fat Man'. Or to be precise, Xiao Fat. The surname is Xiao and the name is fat. It is estimated that his lazy dad is to save trouble or, as he says, to have a good birth, so that he has obtained such a name that is almost unique in the world.

Chubby is not a slave either. His identity is more upscale than Lin Mu. Lin Mu can be said to have been sold into slavery, and life and death are all in the master's family. And the little fat man was an ordinary servant sent by his father to do hard labor. A salary of one tael of silver and thirty cents was sent to the family every month. And if there is any accident that dies, the main family will give some money to comfort his family.

However, the identity doesn't seem to be much different, and he eats and lives with Lin Mu, but he listens to Lin Mu's words very much. is also really honest and honest.

But it's a pity that many people love to bully him because of this. Among them is Zhang Nan, who is also a servant. Zhang Nan hit the little fat man the hardest every time. If his nose is blue and his face is swollen like this, he will make a move.

But I really couldn't look past it last time, so Lin Mu taught him a lesson. I promised not to bully the little fat man again. But now that he is doing it again, Lin Mu is a little annoyed.

One is that when Lin Mu was deceived into coming to the Bai family, he was often bullied. This reminds him of the past when he sees Chubby being bullied. In addition, the little fat man is also in this Bai family, and the relationship with him is still good. At least listen to Lin Mu's words.

So when I saw him being bullied, I would be a little angry.

The second reason is because Lin Mu has no one to bully him now, and that is because he crawled over step by step in the slave life group. It's not just about luck and swallowing your breath. The main thing is a kind of majesty. The image of that little hob meat is not to be provoked casually. The last time I was admonished, the other party was still disobedient to himself. It's just obviously looking down on yourself. is a silent provocation.

Once you choose to forbear, you will never be rewarded with the favor and gratitude of others. Instead, I thought you were a bully, and I wanted to step on your head even more. There are also some other people who will also regard Lin Mu as soft mud and knead it at will.

I don't know what the upper echelons are like. But that's how life they live.

If it is someone else who can't be provoked, Lin Mu may still weigh it, even if he is beaten, it is okay to endure it first. After all, 'heroes don't eat immediate losses' is not a bloody and red fruit dogma that can be written by simply the lives and blood of a few predecessors.

But this is just an ordinary servant, even if you add a Huang Hua who is also a servant!

And now he has just succeeded in quenching his body. Confidence has increased dramatically.

"Where are they now?"

Lin Mu's face said calmly.

"Ah?...... That, Brother Lin, I'm actually fine. ...... You know I'm fat and hard-beaten. ...... Actually, it doesn't hurt much. ”

Seeing Lin Mu asking, Xiaopang seemed to know that he wanted to stand up for himself. First of all, a joy. But it seems that when I think about the other party, I am afraid of suffering. Therefore, he hesitated and retreated to persuade Lin Mu.

Seeing that it was still early, Lin Mu directly picked up the little fat man and walked out the door. The little fat man didn't resist after struggling a little.

"Hey, Brother Lin, why did this stove break?"

Before going out, the little fat man couldn't grasp the point and sighed softly. Lin Mu frowned, then glanced at the little fat man who was out of tune, and dragged him out of the door.

"What the hell is going on?"

Out of the door, Lin Mu glared at the little fat man and asked. The little fat man said what had passed......