Lin Beichen's eyes seemed to have lost their light, and his vision began to become blurry. Immediately afterwards, he felt that his body became extremely light at this moment.
When Lin Beichen's body completely disappeared in this small attic, the originally simple and simple square table suddenly shone with bursts of light.
The light slowly condensed into an illusory figure.
It was the remnant of Tianjizi that had appeared before.
Although Tianjizi's body is extremely illusory, it is not difficult to see the shock on his face.
"It's been almost a thousand years, and this is the first time someone has been able to come to this place."
"This kid is really unexpected. It's like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
"But this kid doesn't seem to know how to respect his elders..."
As he spoke, a look of anger flashed across Tianjizi's face, and then his illusory body slowly dispersed in the small attic, and tranquility returned to the attic again.
……….
"Snapped!"
A slender leather whip was struck hard on Lin Beichen, who was lying unconscious on the ground, followed by a crisp sound.
Just by listening to this sound, you can tell that the person holding the whip is serious.
"Snapped!"
Another clear sound of whipping came, accompanied by an angry curse:
"Damn it, you're still lazy and sleeping. Get up and go to work."
Lin Beichen, who was lying on the ground, was struck by the whip. His fingers moved slightly, and then his eyelids twitched slightly.
"call out!"
A long whip whipped up Lin Beichen at an extremely fast speed, making a whirring sound in the wind.
However, the crisp sound of the whip hitting the body did not come as promised.
Lin Beichen, who opened his eyes at some point, held the end of the whip tightly in his hand.
Looking along the whip, what comes into view is a big fat hand like a pig's trotter, with a jade ring on the finger.
Then his eyes moved up, and he saw that the owner of the finger was a fat man dressed in purple silk and satin, with a large gold chain hanging around his neck, and his extremely bloated face was covered with gold, silver and jade.
When Lin Beichen grabbed the whip, he seemed a little sluggish for a moment, because he didn't expect Lin Beichen to dare to resist.
But soon, he came back to his senses, with a fierce look on his bloated face again, and cursed angrily: "You damn slave, how dare you..."
But before he could finish his curse, Lin Beichen grabbed the tail of the whip and gave him a hard slap. Then he seemed to have suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell hard in front of Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen looked at the fat man with a cold look on his feet, struggling for a long time before he could get up. It seems to recall the painful past when I was young.
Scenes from the past seemed to be reappearing one by one before his eyes.
Ever since he was sensible, he has been alone. In order to survive, he has worked for these rich and well-dressed people. For this reason, he has been oppressed and exploited, just to get a mouthful of food.
But even though he worked tirelessly for these rich people, he was repeatedly deprived of food that should be his for various reasons.
Therefore, for a long period of time, he lived a life of having one meal but no next meal.
He had buried this painful experience deep in his heart, but at this moment, he was inspired by the fat man in front of him.
As the past events gradually came to mind, the murderous intention he had buried deep in his heart for a long time erupted like a gushing volcano!
At the same time, the fat man's eyes, which were struggling to get up, happened to meet Lin Beichen's eyes filled with blood.
He was suddenly startled, and pointed at Lin Beichen with trembling fingers: "You...what do you want to do!"
But then he seemed to remember something, and his eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and he shouted: "Come here, teach me a lesson for this bitch who dares to rebel without knowing his life or death."
As he said that, he looked at Lin Beichen with an increasingly fierce look, and said with a ferocious smile: "Despicable thing, today I will let you know who the master is."
As soon as he finished speaking, several sturdy men in uniform uniforms appeared nearby and slowly approached Lin Beichen in an encirclement manner.
Just now, Lin Beichen's attention was entirely focused on the fat man in front of him, and now Lin Beichen noticed the environment he was currently in.
This is a seemingly large-scale house, with all the luxury facilities in the yard. The wood used to decorate the yard looks quite expensive. There is a wide pond not far away, and a towering rockery stands in the pond. .
It is not difficult to see that the owner of this house has strong financial resources.
But the sharp-eyed Lin Beichen discovered that although the decoration in this house was extremely gorgeous, it lacked a kind of spirituality and looked very much like the mortal world.
It was just like the world he lived in more than ten years ago before entering Xuanyuan Sect.
But Lin Beichen clearly remembered that he was on the ninth floor of the 'Tower of Courage' in the second level of the mausoleum.
Logically speaking, after successfully climbing to the ninth floor, you should have passed the second level test.
It’s time to start the third level of the test. After waking up from a coma, he came to a scene that seemed to be a mortal country.
"Is it...an illusion again?"
Such an idea suddenly flashed through Lin Beichen's mind.
But before he could think too much, those burly men had already surrounded him tightly and stared at him with unkind expressions. After the fat man gave the order, they would swarm up and beat Lin Beichen half to death. .
"Is he really a mortal?"
Lin Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and at this moment he confirmed his guess.
Because he didn't notice any fluctuations of spiritual energy in this burly man, which was enough to prove that these people were not cultivators, but just thugs in the mortal realm.
For such a wealthy family, they usually have some strong thugs to protect the owner's safety.
"Why are you still standing there? Beat me to death!"
Following the fat man's angry roar, a ferocious smile flashed across the faces of several sturdy men, and then they all pounced on Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen snorted coldly. He is a trash among trash, a trash among trash. Do you want to beat him up, a strong man who can compete with the ninth level of Tianyin Realm?
Dream on!
Taking action against them was even considered an insult to him.
Immediately, Lin Beichen stepped forward, wanting to use his aura pressure at will to scare away the several burly men who were rushing towards him.
But soon, he froze on the spot.
And the dazed look on his face quickly turned into a look of panic.
Because, he unexpectedly discovered that he had no cultivation, and there was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations in his body.
Not even at the first level of the Spirit Tempering Realm.
At this moment, he is more like a mortal without any cultivation.
He didn't have time to think about the reason, and he hurriedly moved around to avoid the fists swung by those burly men.
After evading several times, he was exhausted and sweating profusely due to the lack of cultivation.
Finally, by accident, a fist as big as a sandbag hit his chest hard, and the powerful force knocked his body away.
At this moment, he flew out like a kite with its string broken, and directly hit a wide pillar.
"Ahem!"
Lin Beichen half-knelt on the ground, coughing non-stop. The huge pain eroded his internal organs, and a trace of blood spurted out uncontrollably from his mouth.
There was a very proud look on the fat man's bloated face. With his hands behind his back, he strolled up to Lin Beichen and jokingly said: "Kneel down and admit your mistake to me. Please beg me and I will make a big fortune today." Mercy, let this bitch of yours live."
"Ahem!"
Hearing the merciless sarcasm in the fat man's words, Lin Beichen ignored it. Instead, he lowered his head and covered his chest, and coughed loudly a few more times.
After calming down his rapid breathing, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the fat man who was close at hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"ah!"
The fat man was startled by Lin Beichen's sudden look. He stepped back, his fat body swaying and almost falling.
After finally regaining his balance, he roared angrily: "What are you looking at? Keep fucking me. I'm responsible for beating you to death. A lowly servant has rebelled against heaven."
The fat man showed a cruel look and yelled at several sturdy men.
Just now, he was actually frightened by Lin Beichen's fierce eyes.
A servant actually dared to show such a look to his master, and actually dared to resist. If Lin Beichen was not beaten half to death, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.
After hearing the fat man's instructions, several burly men stepped forward decisively and pushed Lin Beichen, who was half-kneeling on the ground, to the ground.
Several fists as big as sandbags hit Lin Beichen's body fiercely.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard in the house.
But Lin Beichen gritted his teeth and did not scream.
After several minutes of beating, Lin Beichen's body was already bloody and covered with wounds.
Even though Lin Beichen was extremely determined, he finally couldn't bear the huge pain coming from his internal organs. He felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his forehead, and his vision began to blur.
……….
"Miss, I have used fine needles to relieve this young man's congestion. He should be fine."
"Okay, you go down first."
"I'll take my leave."
In a room with a rather girlish atmosphere, an old man opened the door and left, leaving only a pretty girl and Lin Beichen lying on the bed.
At this moment, Lin Beichen's clothes that were originally stained with blood suddenly became white and flawless.
The girl walked to the bed cautiously, looked at Lin Beichen lying on the bed, and slowly bent down, a glint of light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Suddenly, Lin Beichen's body seemed to move, and then he opened his tired eyelids with great difficulty.
"Are you awake?"
A clear oriole-like voice slowly sounded in Lin Beichen's ears.
