Seeing this, the little fat man hurriedly dodged backwards, but with his fat figure, where could he avoid Li Hongmei's shot?

Li Hongmei's slender and slender fingers dotted different parts of the little fat man's body one after another, causing him to scream in pain.

Li Hongmei's face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said coldly: "They beat you again?" ”

"No, no." The little fat man lowered his head and denied it repeatedly, and the more he spoke, the quieter he became, with a faint hint of crying.

Mo Hansheng thought about it for a while, and then roughly guessed the truth.

Not long ago, when the first Mu Feikite of Hongluan Peak came down the mountain, he found that the disciple guarding the mountain gate at the peak of the sunset had left his post without permission.

Later, after Mu Feiyuan returned to the sect, he informed the peak master of Xizhao Peak about the matter.

The Xizhaofeng Torture Hall was already in charge of the discipline and punishment of the sect, but the disciples knew the law and broke the law, and they were found by Mu Feiyuan and sued the first one, which made the high-level leaders of Xizhaofeng lose face.

After the lazy Xizhao Peak disciple was severely punished by the deacon of this peak, he sprinkled all the anger in his stomach on the little fat man.

But the man was indeed insidious, only hitting the little fat man, and did not move the palms, face, neck and other exposed places.

It was the middle of winter, everyone was tightly wrapped in clothes, and the little fat man was timid and afraid to make a noise, so it was naturally difficult to be discovered.

Mo Hansheng looked at the little fat man who was shrunk aside, he should have been used to being bullied in the sect, but today he wanted to enter Yunmeng Canyon because of this matter.

As the saying goes, rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, and it seems that this time he should be bullied miserably.

A nameless anger rose in Li Hongmei's heart, and she reached out to tear off his shirt to inspect the injury.

The little fat man was holding on to his shirt and refused to let go.

Li Hongmei saw his sloppy appearance, and said angrily: "Fool, if you are injured like this, won't you give yourself medicine?" ”

The little fat man protected his clothes and stammered, "No, myrrh." ”

Li Hongmei thought about it in her heart and guessed the key.

The little fat man can be bullied by everyone in the door, and it is inevitable that some materials will be deducted, I am afraid that he has already been to the medicine hall, but no one is willing to dispense medicine to him.

Li Hongmei sighed lightly and took out a vial from her bag.

For this operation, she prepared a lot of wound medicine, which she didn't expect to come in handy so quickly, but not on herself.

She stepped forward and wanted to give the little fat man medicine, but the other party had been dodging for some reason, and she refused to agree.

Mo Hansheng turned his head to glance at Yu Jinsong, only to see him standing aside and looking at the little fat man coldly, his eyes full of warnings.

"There is a difference between men and women, so let's do it." Mo Hansheng took the medicine from Li Hongmei's hand, and then took the little fat man to a relatively hidden place.

Half a wall of snow was enough to cut off everyone's sight, but no one cared about their movements.

The little fat man squatted behind the wall, took off his shirt with his back to Mo Hansheng, and his originally white and chubby flesh was full of bruises and scars.

The bruises were deep and shallow, old and new, and the scars were caused by blunt objects of various shapes, and it was no wonder that there was no good skin on his body, so it was no wonder that he couldn't help but scream.

Mo Hansheng's face was expressionless when he saw this, and he didn't even frown a little.

He had fought with beasts in the jungle, honed his martial arts, and hovered on the edge of life and death every day, and injuries of this magnitude were commonplace for him.

As soon as he reached out and smeared the medicine on the little fat man's wound, he only heard the little fat man's "hiss" scream, and subconsciously wanted to flee.

Mo Hansheng pressed the little fat man's shoulder, and then roughly smeared the medicine on his entire back, making him scream in pain.

While taking the medicine, Mo Hansheng said lightly: "A moment of pain is better than a lifetime of pain, I can't even bear this pain, what are you doing in Yunmeng Canyon?" ”

The little fat man also stopped struggling when he heard this, and forced himself to endure the pain and let him apply the wound medicine on his body, and the whole person couldn't help shaking.

After a while, the little fat man turned his head slightly, gritted his teeth and asked, "Senior brother, do I really have no chance of surviving?" ”

"I haven't been inside, so I don't know what's really going on inside." The medicine on his back had already been applied, Mo Hansheng threw the medicine bottle to him and let him deal with the rest of the injuries by himself, "But I think that among the monks who have entered this place for so many years, you may not be the one with the lowest cultivation, but nine times out of ten, you are the weakest and have the lowest survival rate." ”

Mo Hansheng's tone was flat, but his words kept hitting the little fat man's confidence, he didn't care about this, it was better to let the other party recognize himself than to let him die in vain.

"Senior brother, am I useless?" The little fat man clutched the medicine bottle tightly, his expression gloomy.

"Everyone is inevitably burdened with other people's expectations in life, and this expectation is both a pressure and a motivator, which can spur you on or destroy you, the key is only your own heart. But in any case, don't forget one thing and don't give up on yourself because of anyone. You can live for others, but you can't live only for others, you can die, but you can't die meaninglessly. ”

The little fat man silently savored his words, and after a long silence, he spoke again: "My family and my mother have paid too much price for me to be able to enter the sect. ”

"Although your mother gave birth to you, life is your own, and although your family has given you opportunities, life is also your own."

"I don't want to disappoint them, I'm afraid they'll disappoint. So inside the door, no matter what kind of bullying I receive, I can endure no matter what kind of unfair treatment I suffer. I didn't dare to cause trouble, I was afraid of being expelled from the sect, I was afraid that my clan would be disappointed, and I was afraid that my mother would be disappointed. I thought that as long as I endured it, I would be able to survive one day. ”

"Boil, is the stupidest word in the world."

"You don't seek medical treatment when you get sick, thinking that it will slowly heal on its own, but in the process, it is you who are silently bearing all the pain, and it is your body that is repairing the damage at the cost of consuming longevity."

"You don't resist when you are bullied, thinking that you won't provoke them if you are careful next time, but once others get into the habit, they will want to bully you even if there is no reason."

"Stubborn diseases will not heal on their own, wicked people will not take the initiative to do good, if you want to change, you must learn to take the initiative to seek opportunities."

Mo Hansheng looked at him, and scenes of the past appeared in front of him, too much time had passed, and many of them had become blurred.

The little fat man was stunned, no one had ever said such a thing to him, and he had never had the slightest idea of resisting.

"Senior brother, can I go?"

"Don't ask me, ask yourself, do you want to go?"

The little fat man hesitated for a moment, his eyes gradually cleared, his expression was firm, and he nodded heavily: "Yes!" ”

"If you want to go, you can go, I said it, life is your own."

"Senior brother, if you hadn't told me personally, I might not have been able to understand these truths for the rest of my life."

Mo Hansheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he said lightly: "It's nothing, if you have experienced it, you will naturally understand." ”

"Senior brother, I've got good medicine, let's go back."

The little fat man got dressed, he walked a few steps, looked back at Mo Hansheng, and said seriously: "Senior brother, my name is Yuelongmen." ”

The little fat man didn't have this name originally, but after joining the Sunset Sect, he only had this name.

It's just that apart from himself, few people in the sect care about this name.

When they met for the first time, Mo Hansheng had already learned the name from Li Hongmei, but he still looked at the little fat man and said seriously: "I remember, Yuelongmen." ”

The little fat man smiled happily and trotted back.

Mo Hansheng suddenly said softly: "Will you regret it?" ”

The little fat man glanced back at him and responded, "Senior brother, I won't regret it." With that, he quickened his pace.

Mo Hansheng didn't answer, just smiled.

When the little fat man walked away, a yellow mouse head poked out of the burden behind him, rolled his eyes and said: "It's all already here, you still say this, if you're worried that I will regret it, don't wake me up in the first place." ”

The owner of this yellow head is Shi Shan, and it has left the secret room at some point, hiding in the burden behind Mo Hansheng, and the implication is that it wants to enter the Yunmeng Canyon together.

Mo Hansheng smiled and said, "It's just that I heard that there are some spiritual herbs and miraculous medicines inside, and it may not be necessary to think that there may be something you need." If you can really get away with it, then the Demon Refining Sect will not need to take risks. But this place is notorious, and the risks are unpredictable, and if you regret it now, it's too late. ”

Shi Shan said: "Forget it, my only hope now is to rely on you to obtain the Demon Transformation Pill or other strange treasures before embarking on the immortal path." If you kid dies inside, how much better can I be? At most, if you survive for a few more years, you will become a mess of carrion, and it is better to sacrifice your life and fight hard. Although I don't have any mana now, I still have my vision and experience, so it shouldn't be difficult to help you avoid evil. ”

Mo Hansheng chuckled and said, "Since that's the case, let's go on the road together." ”

Shi Shan smiled: "Accompaniment." ”