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"Look at you now, embarrassed, ugly, lowly, and wanting to pursue Master? Oh, you deserve it too?"

"The shame of Jingqiong, the shame of the cultivation world, and the shame of Haoyue!"

"The villain Mu Shuning, do you know your mistake?"

"Being betrayed by the teacher and colluding with the demon clan is an unforgivable crime. The way of heaven is above. From today onwards, I, Yan Qingshi, will have nothing to do with this traitor."

"Gu respects you as a national teacher today because you have worked hard for the affairs of the Great Yin in the past. If you drink this cup of poisoned wine, Gu will protect your whole body."

These words, heartless and harsh, accompanied by distorted and blurred faces, floated up in Mu Shuning's mind like floating shadow bubbles, and exploded again.

In an instant, severe stabbing pain surged, Mu Shuning groaned, and the veins on his forehead twitched.The burning pain from the poisonous wine in his stomach was still there, and his whole body seemed to be unloaded. It was sore and sore and he didn't listen to his commands.

Mu Shuning was dizzy, and tried to open her eyes. What she saw was a pair of rough and dry hands. Judging from the size of the skeleton, the owner of these hands was a young man.His hands were covered with mud, and the nails were black and full of dirt. He suppressed the retching in his heart, retracted his gaze, and looked around carefully. He found that he was shrinking in a corner Inside, the two walls next to him were dark and dirty, and some vulgar and insulting words could be vaguely seen on them. Turning his eyes down, the first thing he saw was the damp and moldy half quilt.

The cotton wool in this half of the quilt was already black, and it still gave off an unpleasant smell. The other half was torn away by someone, and the corners were tattered. The place of residence falls outside.

Mu Shuning was keenly aware that this was not the place he would go.This body was very weak, judging from the size of a young man, Mu Shuning's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was resurrected from a dead body?

Mu Shuning rubbed the center of his brows, but his other hand was trembling with excitement.He has already drank the poisonous wine given to him by Baili Jinyang, and wiped out his 30 years of devoting himself to counseling the Great Yin Dynasty. Exploding, he didn't have time to take a look at Baili Jinyang's expression before stepping into death while cursing the whole world.But now, God gave him another life, a chance to start all over again.

A warm and scorching light burst out of Mu Shuning's eyes, he's not dead yet!

In the next moment, the light in Mu Shuning's eyes suddenly went out, replaced by overwhelming hatred and resentment. Since I, Mu Shuning, are not dead, I will take back all those who wronged me in the previous life!

Mu Shuning's eyes were dark and bright. He closed his eyes and wanted to take a break to replenish his energy, but unexpectedly, it was the memory of the original owner of this body that rushed into his mind.

The name of this body is Qin Yuxing.

Qin Yuxing's past was quite miserable.Qin Yuxing had no father or mother since he was a child, and was wrapped in a small quilt and thrown by the river, with three words on his stomach: Qin Yuxing.The poor child happened to be picked up by an old man who was passing by. The old man felt sorry for his youthful appearance, and felt pity for him for a while and wanted to keep him by his side, so that when he was too old to walk, he would have someone to take care of him.

Qin Yuxing called the old man grandpa.

It's a pity that grandpa's fortune was poor and his life was short. He finally dragged Qin Yuxing to five years old, and died of a sudden illness.

Qin Yuxing became an orphan again.The five-year-old child is already sensible and can recognize people. The neighbors in the neighborhood feel sorry for the child, but no one dares to take him home to raise him, for fear that he will raise a white-eyed wolf if he is not careful.

Qin Yuxing was sensible early on. He didn't act like a spoiled kid like other kids.With the help of neighbors in the neighborhood, Qin Yuxing buried his grandfather well, and lived a life of begging along the street.

At the beginning, the neighbors in the neighborhood were a little bit distressed, seeing such a small child living in such a disfigured way, sometimes they would send him some food. He ate it blankly, not knowing how to thank him, but the new daughter-in-law at the opposite door brought him clothes, and he took it without saying a word.For a long time, the neighbors in the neighborhood knew that this child was not pleasing, so who would want to put a hot face on a cold ass.

In this way, he begged all the way for ten years.

There is a small begging organization on this street. It is said to be an organization, but it is actually a small group. The people in it are called brothers, and each person is responsible for a small area of ​​begging. They just need to hand over [-]% of the money they beg to this street every day. The leader of a small group.The leader is responsible for dividing the areas where they beg every day, for mutual benefit and no influence on each other.

Qin Yuxing has always been the target of this organization's robbery.His face was stiff, he didn't speak, and his movements were still slow. Everyone thought he was a fool.

People at the bottom of society are powerless to bully those above them, but they can bully those below them.Therefore, Qin Yuxing became the bottom of the bottom.

The house left by his grandfather was forcibly expropriated by this small group, and he was not allowed to go back, and more than half of the money he begged every day was taken away by them. In the end, only a copper coin was left for him to buy some Save what you eat to live on.

But anyone with integrity and ambition should stand up and resist. Even if he can't win alone, he has to work hard once to let those wicked people see his temperament.

But Qin Yuxing didn't, not even once.He was as weak as a rotten persimmon that fell from a branch after being overripe. Not only would it not bounce back, but a hole would be poked out.

In the long-term bullying and oppression, Qin Yuxing was as thin as a stick, with dull eyes, living in a dark and damp corner, covered with a tattered half quilt.

The corner and the quilt are all his belongings.

In this filthy, fetid corner, he starved to death.

Almost at this moment, Mu Shuning came to take over this body.

From his memory, he knew that at this time, it was already the third year after his death.

Mu Shuning couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He opened and closed his eyes for three years. Even if he had practiced for a hundred years, he couldn't help feeling that time waits for no one.

Suddenly, before he could relax, he heard a mocking laugh from his ear. This laughter was so arrogant that Mu Shuning could almost directly imagine the face of the owner of the voice who deserved a punch in his mind.

"Yo, idiot, just sit around and wait for the money to fall from the sky?"

Mu Shuning looked up, his expression turned cold.

I saw a few people hanging shoulders and backs lazily standing together, blocking the light from coming in.All of these people were dressed in sloppy clothes and their hair was disheveled, but the expressions on their faces were all arrogant and domineering.

These few were probably the ones in the begging group who always oppressed Qin Yuxing.

The leader is called Amao, because he has only a row of hair in the middle of his head, and the two sides are all bald. Over time, everyone called him that.

With a blade of grass in his mouth, Ah Mao took a step closer to Mu Shuning, and said in an unceremonious tone, "Hey, idiot, do you have any money today?"

As soon as Ah Mao approached, Mu Shuning smelled a pungent and unpleasant smell, including rotten food and sweat, and an extremely unpleasant smell that hadn't been bathed for a long time. Mu Shuning frowned, With a look of disgust.

Seeing that Mu Shuning didn't respond, Ah Mao thought he was still that weak fool who let them bully him. Ah Mao kicked his leg with his foot, his face full of impatience: "Hey, where's the money?"

Ah Mao's feet had an extremely sour smell, which made Mu Shuning's temples throb with veins.

Mu Shuning raised his head abruptly, with a stern light in his eyes, and faced A Mao, the bleakness and coldness in it made A Mao take a step back involuntarily.

Just this one step, stand up and down.

Amao himself showed his timidity, and couldn't help being a little annoyed, complaining that he was bluffed by a stupid person like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, and the brothers behind him were still watching.He was furious, and as if trying to regain his place in front of his brothers, he ran over, clenched his hands into fists, with a sneer on his face: "Who is a mere stupid beggar staring at to scare you? You don't even think about yourself." What kind of thing is it, hurry up, and hand over all your money before I get angry, sir."

When he said this, he forgot that he himself was also a beggar.

Someone behind echoed: "Hurry up and hand it over, maybe we can save some for you if we are in a good mood."

"Don't be ignorant! Hurry up."

Mu Shuning raised one eyebrow, and glanced at those people roughly, with a little contempt in his eyes.

Seeing that the look in Mu Shuning's eyes was a little different from usual, Ah Mao felt that something was out of his control.But at this point, he can't back down. If he backs down, that's cowardice. How can he swagger in front of his brothers in the future?

Amao was furious, and raised one foot to kick Mu Shuning's chest insultingly: "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

It's a pity that just as he finished speaking, before his foot hit the target, a hand grabbed his ankle.

That hand was thin and slender, with no flesh on the joints, as dry as bark.But it was like this, the hand was very strong, tightly bound like an iron hoop, Amao couldn't stand still for a while, his body lost his balance, and fell to the ground.Any momentum, any toughness, were all lost by his fall.

His so-called "brothers" behind him laughed.

Mu Shuning still kept his sitting posture. When he saw Ah Mao fall down, he let go of his hands and clapped his palms, calm and relaxed.

Ah Mao didn't understand at this moment. Yesterday, Qin Yuxing swallowed his anger and gave them all the money he begged for. Why did he suddenly have this ability today?He didn't understand, and he didn't want to think about it. Listening to the harsh laughter of the "brothers" behind him, he just felt that if he didn't save some face today, the days to come would be very difficult.

Mu Shuning stood up, but there was a different aura in her thin body.

Ah Mao attributed all the reasons for his embarrassment today to Mu Shuning, so after he got up, his first reaction was to rush to Mu Shuning, and shouted: "You fool, how can you have so many coincidences?" ?”