In the dark and dreary room, a lone lamp was reflected in front of a bronze mirror, and a man with a hunched back sat quietly, looking at himself in the mirror for a long time without saying a word.

His face is not very handsome, but very ordinary, the kind that cannot be found if he is thrown in the pile.

Some places on it have festered, and blood is dripping from the flesh that has been turned over.

It was so miserable that he didn't see him clean his wounds, but just sat there numbly, like a piece of wood.

Suddenly, an old and ugly voice sounded behind him, "Ahem...... Our lineage, unlike other places, is the Heavenly Remnant Sect, using the mutilated body to stimulate its own potential, it can burst out with unprecedented abilities, and among the monks of the same level, no one is our opponent. ”

"The first time you entered the door today, this body is too bad, and the teacher has to use strong means to clean it up for you. ”

The man didn't talk to him, he had been rectified to lose his temper. Touching the ribs on his chest, at least three were broken.

Fingers, too, are no longer there. There are other places on the body that are also scarred, and I can't find anything intact. He really couldn't understand that before dawn, he was still an ambitious and sound person, and he was still thinking about being an elder of the Taiyi Sect, planning to kill Wu Shixun.

As a result, in just two hours, he came from the human world to this purgatory-like place.

He was none other than Qian Yiwei, the chief disciple of the Third Elder Song Zhilian.

This deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man in front of him, he used to look like a senior master, he has always respected him, and for some reason, when his mind is hot, he worships him as a teacher, and his life is ruined here.

He is no different from a disabled person now, and the image of a deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man will be his appearance in the future, and when he thinks of this, he regrets that he wants to die by hitting his head.

If you don't do it, you have to be a disabled person. Even if you have the power, but you have lost the joy of being a human being, you can only come out like a mouse in the shadows, when no one is around, what kind of tragic life will it be?

seemed to see Qian Yiwei's sadness, and the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man planned to comfort him, and slapped him on the shoulder, which suddenly frightened Qian Yiwei reflexively.

He thought that the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man was going to poison him again, and he instinctively had a defense. But the old man continued to pat him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Don't panic! ”

Qian Yiwei trembled with fear in his heart, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and begged: "Senior, I was wrong, I was just joking with you before, I didn't really want to enter the Heavenly Remnant Sect, please, let me go!"

He looked at the old man with a sad face, looked at the old man's expressionless face, and knelt down directly for the old man.

The deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man lowered his eyelids, his hoarse and ugly voice seemed to become more ugly, and he said in a tone without waves: "Boy, I can't hear what you say, don't waste your efforts, the moment you nod, your fate is already doomed." ”

"Or, you come in right now, and you end up going out for me. Or, just obediently accept your fate, cheer me up, learn my skills, and be able to defeat me and surpass me in the future. ”

Hearing this, Qian Yiwei shouted in despair, "Can't you treat it as a mistake and let me go? I can give you a lot of joy, do you understand?"

He took out three bottles of joy from the inner pocket of his clothes and threw them all to the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man.

These are all gold leaves that he bought from Fan Yicai, and he originally planned to use them slowly, to buy off the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man, so that he could allow himself to peek at the beauty bathing, but now, he took it out all in one go.

Compared to life, these are worthless external objects, and he can not want them all.

However, he underestimated the shamelessness of the deaf and dumb old man, and saw him show a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and smiled evilly, "Stinky boy, do you know what this thing is used for?

Qian Yiwei was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, "Please let the master let me go! ”

"Well, the old man is not interested in men, you kid don't need to behave like that. Okay, that's all for today, go back to your quarters, and remember to come here to continue your training at three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

"Don't think about running, you have my soul chasing scattered, as long as I don't die, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I can find it out for you, when the time comes, it will definitely make your life worse than death, if you don't believe it, you can try." ”

Qian Yiwei was anxious to get rid of the control of the deaf and dumb old man, where would he argue with him, so he nodded in a hurry, and then disappeared into the small plum garden without looking back.

But it was said that the old man was holding the three small porcelain vases in his hand, his eyes were full of joy, and after kissing them one by one, he also plunged into the night and disappeared into this gloomy cabin.

No one knows why he loves this thing so much, to the point of obsession. Anyone who saw him use this thing was dead.

I don't know why he, a cultivator of a foreign sect, would hide in a low-level body training sect like Taiyi Sect, and stay for thirty years.

said that when Qian Yiwei fled for his life and returned to his yard, he saw Fan Yicai in the yard and seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

He stepped forward to say hello a little sneeringly, but Fan Yicai grabbed his elbow, reversed and twisted, and almost broke him, so painful that he couldn't stop begging for mercy.

"Brother Fan, please be merciful to your subordinates, we have something to say!"

Fan Yicai pressed hard, and it wasn't until he heard the "click" sound of bones in Qian Yiwei's arm that he snorted coldly and threw him away.

"Tell me, what is the origin of that old man? There is still such a master here, but you lead me there, and his heart can be punished!"

Qian Yiwei immediately shouted injustice, "The conscience of heaven and earth, I am not familiar with that old man." If he wants to be happy, I will provide it to him, and if I want to see a beauty, he will give me convenience, and we have always been such a simple partnership. ”

"Now after you are gone, this old man is back again, you see my wounds, he did it. I don't share the sky with him, you know, I want to kill him right away! I'm going to kill him, kill him, kill him......"

Qian Yiwei foamed, kept repeating the last sentence, and was so emotional that he pulled his injured lungs and intestines, and with a "wow" sound, a mouthful of black bruises spit out involuntarily.