Hangzhou, late at night.

Meizhuang is built on the hill on the edge of the West Lake, in the name of plum blossoms, behind the plum blossom forest is the ruins of a temple in the past, but today I see that there is a small hole of one foot square on the top of this messy stone, a person emerges from it, and the body size gradually becomes larger.

"I'm out, hahahaha, I'm finally out." Ren Xing looked at the beautiful scenery after a few years of absence, and couldn't help but smile in his throat.

"Xiaocao, hello, I have a friend named Dumb, and he showed a sharp corner and withered." He looked at the grass and trees growing in the ruins with delight, and couldn't help but understand.

Seeing that he accidentally stepped on a wildflower, he quickly apologized: "Xiaohua, I'm sorry." ”

"Hello, Little Stone." He stepped on a piece of bluestone and greeted.

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Let me walk slowly, while greeting everything I saw, and then looking back at Meizhuang, who had disappeared, but involuntarily whimpered, "I'm out, Mom, did you see it?" ”

Suddenly, the breath on my body rolled, and the clothes around me swelled, blowing the ground under my feet in a circle, and it stopped after half a sound.

"If it is for the sake of freedom, if it is for the sake of freedom." A wry smile appeared on his face, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Freedom, freedom, why are you destroying me like this?" He looked at his crippled body and muttered.

Ren Wuxing calmed his breath, and his mind finally calmed down, and he looked at it again as if he had just woken up from a dream, and couldn't help muttering, "I'm coming out." ”

Looking at the grass in front of him, he swallowed it in one bite, as if tasting the supreme delicacy, and praised, "Fragrant!" ”

After saying that, he lay on the ground, rolling freely, and after half a sound, he greedily looked at the moonlight overhead, the flowers and plants in front of him, the villages in the distance, and even the ruined temples in the distance.

Now it is late at night, the bright moon is hanging high, and Hangzhou City can't enter, I saw him lying on the ground wantonly breathing this free air, it is so fragrant, and an ancient poem came to mind, long in the cage, back to nature.

The others are getting more and more sleepy, and letting me go is getting more and more energetic, and he is rushing to the distant village, and he can't wait to see the living, to see the stranger.

Since ancient times, the imperial power did not go to the countryside, but there was a lot of excitement, and the two idlers finished drinking, stumbled and walked, and said: "You said that the Haisha Gang gave one or two pieces of silver to each of our brothers for a few stinky beggars." ”

"That's a beggar from the haunted house, you don't want to die." The other was still sober and said directly.

"You don't want to die, just say beggar, what to say..." The idler also came to his senses and covered his mouth, but saw another idler pointing to a place with his upper and lower lips trembling.

The idler looked at it carefully, and said, "Don't scare me." ”

He only saw a person with a dark face and a ragged shirt rushing towards him, but in the blink of an eye, he was already almost to his side, and his drunken spirit and spirit completely dissipated, and he only shouted "Ghost!" "Spread your feet and run.

Seeing the two strangers, Ren Xing was also interested, and was about to chat, but when he saw the two of them screaming in shock, he was very fast, and he ran away without a trace.

"Ghosts? Are you talking about me? He looked at himself, and he was also a little smiling, and he didn't go to the small village, where there was a temple, and went around by himself.

"I'm a ghost to worship God, who knows it's occupied." Ren Xing heard the snoring sound one after another from inside, and he also laughed dumbly, and quietly stepped forward to see that there were three people lying on the haystack, and said secretly: "It seems that this is a beggar's den." ”

Looking at the three people who were sweet in their sleep, I couldn't help but have evil thoughts in my heart: "If I don't just catch a beggar and throw it in as a stand-in." ”

With evil thoughts, I walked directly into the broken temple, only to find out that this was a family of three, and there was a child, and I couldn't help but feel soft, "No, forget it, let the beggar's family split again, I'm really not as good as a beast." ”

That's right, I just wanted to find a stand-in, and I was imprisoned for more than two years and nearly three years, and I only saw Dongfang undefeated once, but I sensed that his cultivation was unfathomable.

And now he is not the original owner, his fighting experience and survival experience are far behind, and he can feel that he has a lot of mental problems, which need to be solved in a safe environment, so he will naturally not expose himself.

"Although I am now the former leader of the Demon Sect, I am still just an ordinary person with mental problems, how can I persecute people at will." Let me do it and forcibly add a layer of moral aura to myself, "Do not do to others what you would not do to yourself, if I put a random person in a black prison, then what is the difference between it and those really bad guys?" ”

"I'll still see if there is a madman, this kind of person living on the street might as well be a stand-in for him, at least every day without worrying about food and clothing, I am doing charity." Thinking of this, he didn't have the heart to wander around anymore, and looked up to see that the sky was already dark, and he planned to go back to the black prison.

With brisk steps, it didn't take long to reach the entrance of the cave, some of the farmers had already gotten up, and there was a noise of noise, but I felt panicked in my heart, and hurriedly went into the dungeon.

After a while, he arrived in front of the black prison, and he also had the leisure to admire the steel wall more than three meters high, except for the gate, there was no welding in the rest of the place, which can be said to be a molding, "The East is undefeated, the East is undefeated, you are so deliberate, but you can't resist my good Chinese tongue." ”

"I've wanted to break you to pieces countless times, but now I'm still a little reluctant." Touching the steel wall, he said involuntarily, but after speaking, he was stunned, and after a while, he gave himself a slap, "Am I talking about human words?" ”

Ren Wuxing dismantled Dumb, hugged him in his arms, lay on the bed silently, and began to think about his state, "When I was going back to the cell outside, there should have been a trace of joy in my heart, and I went out in a circle, and I was reluctant to give up this place." ”

Stroking Dumb's body, he lay on the bed and began to reflect on his own wrongness, especially the self-talk he had just said, "Do I still have some nostalgia for this dark place?" ”

"This is probably my normal contact with strangers since I crossed over, so that's why it's like this, right?" He suddenly thought, "Is this my fear of the outside world?" I've been in a black prison for a long time, and I have autism? ”

Thinking about it, I fell asleep, and I didn't wake up until the deaf and dumb brought food in.

After eating, Ren Xing looked at the black prison that was like a smooth road to him, but he was also thinking about the way out in his heart, to find a stand-in for himself, if he was still in the Sun and Moon God Cult, then it was very simple to find a similar stand-in, but now that he was alone, it would be difficult to find a stand-in.

Looking at himself with a bronze mirror, with oily black hair and oily face, he has seen many people like this, and the clothes on his body have scabbed, and he even feels a little stiff.

This is because I haven't washed my face and changed my clothes since I escaped from prison, and I plan to find a stand-in, and what I can find can't be exactly the same, so the appearance is not enough, and the makeup is to make up, and this natural cosmetics have become a camouflage for any way.

And the eyes are a little unique because of the cultivation of exercises, as for other ways to distinguish them, let me think about it for a long time, but I haven't found anything special.

"Actually, the stand-in doesn't have to be so rigorous, as long as it's about the same, anyway, it's been more than two years, and it's only been a few times, and many of them are accidentally made by themselves." Let me think about it.

"That's right, my identity is special, and there is nothing wrong with these jailers coming down once or twice, but it is difficult not to be suspected of having some bad intentions, such as restoration and other dramas."