C2 Dead man in one foot

Morning Wind was never greedy, nor did he regret that what he learned was too shallow. In his words, he was still young, so he had plenty of time and energy. When he reaches the same age as Eldest Brother Long Tian, he would definitely be much stronger than him.

Therefore, he did not feel that the Heaven's Path Technique was a waste of a martial art. He continued to cultivate it every day.

My friend, Zhang Pai Zi secretly took some wine from the wine cellar and hid with the others in the house to enjoy it. They heard a noise on the roof. When he walked out to take a look, he saw the morning breeze, who was practicing martial arts.

From the start, Zhang Pi had an angry look on his face as he said, "Little girl, are you courting death? Get the hell down here!" Zhang Ma Zi liked to call Chen Feng a little girl. It was probably because he hadn't seen a woman for a long time that he was satisfied with his words.

"I'm not going down. I still need to practice martial arts." Chen Feng said.

"If I tell you to come down, then come down, otherwise, your father will smash your butt." Zhang Pi let out a burp and almost fell to the ground. With the support of his accomplices, he managed to stabilize his body.

"Big bro pockmarked, we're just drinking. Why are we arguing with a little kid?"

"Laozi wants to bicker with him, what are you thinking?" Zhang Pi pushed the man away, but he didn't say anything.

Those who were drinking with him, upon seeing him blabbering, paid no further attention to him. Leave him and turn away.

Zhang Pi kept yelling. His movements were much more nimble than Morning Wind. Holding onto a thick tree trunk, he climbed onto the branch with a single kick. Then he jumped and landed on the roof. He stretched out his arms and walked towards the morning wind, exhaling a breath of foul air as he said, "Do you dare to disobey your father, and know what the consequences will be?"

"I don't know." Morning Wind shook his head and answered.

"I'm going to skin you and hang you on a tree to dry. I'm going to eat you slowly when winter comes."

The morning wind shivered and said, "Why do you want to eat me? "Then I'll give you a big foot first." He raised his leg and kicked Zhang Pi's mouth.

Zhang Pi, who was originally drunk, staggered and fell unconscious after he made a ruckus.

"Hey, get up. Didn't you want to eat mine just now? Why are you mute now?" "Get the hell out of here!" I'm talking to you, do you hear me? " He saw that they didn't make a sound. The morning wind slid down from the willow and ran to his side to see if he was asleep or if he had fainted. His face turned pale with fright. He let go of his hands and screamed. He covered his face and hid behind the big tree, not daring to go out again.

After a long time, no one came. Thus, he ran over to the Sun Temple's manager, Mr. Eight. In a panic, he said, "Mr. Eight, something big happened. Someone from my family died."

After hearing that, the moustache man jumped up and asked, "Explain clearly, what's going on?"

"Zhang Pi, who lived with me, climbed to the top of a tree and was drunk and killed."

"Bring me there to take a look." Little Eight said.

And so the morning breeze brought Little Eight to his room.

Little Eight saw a dead man lying on the ground, with blood all over the place. He was instantly enraged and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Men, arrest him!"

A few adults rushed over and tied up Morning Wind.

"Mr. Manager, what are you doing for me?" Morning Wind said with grievance.

"After some observation from me, this person must have been killed by you. So I'm going to put you in the cell. "

"On what basis do I say that I caused his death, and no one saw it with their own eyes?"

"In my experience, among the two people living together, one of them suddenly died in his own home, and the person who reported the crime was his roommate. In this case, the person who killed him was the one who came to report the crime."

"Aiya, I was wrongly accused. Look, I'm not as strong as he is, and my brain isn't as good as his. How could she kill him? He had fallen from the tree in a drunken stupor and been thrown to his death. "If you don't believe me, you can call those people who drank with him and ask them. They were drinking with you just now." Chen Feng said.

"Then call me to ask." Little Eight said.

Thus, Morning Wind said the names of those people. Very quickly, the manager Xiao Ba sent someone to call them over. Once interrogated, all of them denied having drunk with Zhang Pi.

It turned out that these people all said they were hungry because they were afraid of being found out about the theft of the wine by the steward.

"The evidence is conclusive, and the person who killed him was clearly a stinking brat like you. Take him away. Haha, my Mr. Eight is wise and wise. In less than ten minutes, he had completed another complicated murder case. I admire my intelligence more and more. "One day you have to find someone to write down my story and let the later generations read it."

The morning breeze knew that it could no longer fool him. Thus, he stopped struggling. After all, he did accidentally kick Zhang Pi down from the roof. No matter what, he was still a murderer. He burst into tears at the thought that his long life would be spent in a prison cell.

"Crying is useless. Killing to pay with one's life, paying with their debts, this was a matter that was completely natural. "Since you're still a child, I can spare your life. But just wait for you to eat a lifetime's worth of prison food." Little Eight laughed proudly.

"Mr. Manager, can you give me a chance? Don't lock me up in the cell. I will definitely serve you as a servant and listen to your words." Chen Feng said.

"It's a pity that you're a man. If you were a girl, I would consider your words. "Hahaha, let's go, little brother. The cozy bed in the cell has been prepared for you." Little Eight stroked his chin as he spoke with satisfaction. This way, he would be able to get a reward from the accountant.

After the morning wind was locked in the dark dungeon, no one bothered with him anymore. They did not bring him stinking food on time. As if feeding a dog, he beat the cell with a stick and held out the plate to him without a word.

Not to mention how terrible the food was, he would rather starve to death than suffer in this damned place. He asked the prison warden, "Big brother, can you help me send a message to Master Temple? Tell him that I want to see him."

"Haha." You're the only one who wants to see Master. Dream on. You little devil, you've learned to kill at such a young age. "I think this cell is the best for you."

"I'm still so young. If you lock me up here, I'll be dead for life. Please, let me go. Brother, I beg of you. If you let me go, I promise you that I will run far away and never come back to Temple again. "

"What can you give me?" The guard squatted down.

"Benefits?" I will repay you. I'll send it to you when I've earned enough money. What do you think? "

"Nonsense, once you earn enough money, I'll die of old age. You little trickster, how dare you play with me. I told you to go eat shit. " The guard then kicked the plate over, scattering all the food on it.

On this day, the destiny of Dawn Wind had been reversed, and he could not bear it any longer. He hid in a corner and started to cry loudly. He cried his heart out, but no one paid any attention to him. He muttered: God, why are you so heartless? I did something wrong, and you're going to push me to death. Would you be happy if I died? Alright, then I'll die for you to see. I don't want to live anyway. My life is dark, and all I see in this little dark room is the endless agony of hell. How can you expect me, a child, to endure?

As he spoke, he slammed his arms against the stone wall. He didn't know if it was because his head was too hard or because he didn't use enough strength, but after the first collision and the second taste of pain, he felt an unprecedented fear. Before his head even touched the wall, he instinctively stopped, unable to exert any strength from head to toe.

He sat down on the ground and said indignantly, "You really are a coward. You don't even have the courage to run into someone's face. What's the point of you living? Do you really have the heart to spend the rest of your life in this damned place? No, I have to go on dying.

Over the next few hours he tried various other ways, but none worked. As he thought about it, he felt that he couldn't be a hungry ghost if he was going to die. He had to eat a hearty meal before he died. However, all the food that had been brought over that day had been poured on the floor by the guards. He had to wait until the next day when he was full, then he would continue to experience the process of death.

The next day, the cell was still several hours late. He saw the food the guards had brought in. He sighed and said, "I'm really going to die this time."

The prison warden glared at him and cursed loudly, "If you want to die, then go die. It's best if everyone from Sun Temple dies."

The morning breeze came over and pressed his face against the door, saying, "Be quiet. If anyone else heard this, they would kill you."

"Eat your food. Who would still have the mind to care about the matters here? It's so chaotic outside. Who knows who might die next, maybe in a few days, even Master himself will have to drive to the west. "

"Oh, you can't talk like that. If you insult your master, you will be punished. "

"Haha, retribution, then let's make it more violent. If it wasn't for retribution, how could his master have been struck by the flames in the sky tomorrow? How could he not be gravely ill right now? In any case, you have to stay here for the rest of your life, and no matter what, you won't be able to escape. I might as well tell you something. After this old thing gets sick tomorrow, his disciple is very ambitious and is planning to kill him and take the throne of the Sun God from him. " The guard said.

There's actually such a thing?" Morning Wind could not believe it. He had only been locked up in his cell for a few days, but so many things had already happened in the shrine. However, this was also good. If there really was a riot in the shrine, he might be able to escape in the chaos. "Brother jailer, will you run away if there is a real fight?