Chapter 2085: Real punishment

why? Why did he become like this?
Has he already made compensation?
What level of death judge would he need to do to let him go?
Why can't he let him go?
Just when Lin Zhaoxi pityed himself, the man with the big sword said to the man in a suit and sunglasses:
"This scarecrow is not bad, can you borrow it to practice for our people?"
"You're not going to find someone to have a scarecrow, but you are still thinking about me here!"
The person wearing sunglasses said impatiently, "Take it away, I'm too lazy to ink with you, wasting my time."
No, I don't want to go! ! !
When he was picked up, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly realized something.
He himself is actually the scarecrow in their discussion.
The scarecrow that can't move, can't speak, can be burned with a fire, and then turns into ashes.
According to their conversations, he will not be much better in the next days.
Why do I become a scarecrow, why do I feel pain when I become a scarecrow?
The desperate mood spread in his heart.
Unwilling, really unwilling, he was obviously a big living person, how could he become a scarecrow?
Moreover, writing is not the key, the most important thing is that he may be abused.
Lin Zhaoxi's idea is not wrong. After he was brought back, he became the most popular practice object.
According to the conclusions of others: "It feels real to use this scarecrow."
They did not know that this so-called scarecrow was indeed a real person.
Lin Zhaoxi retained the human pain perception, but his appearance was turned into a scarecrow again.
He won't bleed or hurt, but the pain is real.
How does it feel to be chopped every day, every day?
At first Lin Zhaoxi was angry and angry, he would scold, howl, and cry.
But it was useless, no one could hear his voice.
Later, he suddenly found that no matter what he thought, it was useless.
He didn't want to think about it at all, he didn't want to do anything, he could only bear pain.
There is no way to move or speak, only to stand like this.
I don't know how many times they were attacked. When this morning came, no one came to practice Lin Zhaoxi's hands. Lin Zhaoxi was confused and thinking:
It seems that today is the day of the practice game to be held. People train seriously, but sometimes they chat.
Lin Zhaoxi knew about the practice match from their chat.
Although he didn't want to listen to the writer chat at all, his life as a scarecrow was really boring, and he was going to be crazy.
In order to be able to live for himself, in order not to endure the endless loneliness, he had to be patient and listen to those people chatting.
Lin Zhaoxi thought for a while, but no one came to beat him.
He was a little strange, but it was quickly relieved, who is okay to beat people to play every day, not tired.
It’s good if no one comes.
But when there was a seemingly absent footstep in the distance, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly didn't think like this.
What are you doing over there, I really want to see. . . . .
But how do you look at it in the past?
He's just a scarecrow, a scarecrow who can't move.
Lin Zhaoxi stood there and waited. He waited for a long time, and in the evening, no one came back.
He continued to wait, and no one came back at night.
He continued to wait again, this time he waited for three days, and after three days there was a rain. This rain was very heavy, and the muddy water with feces on the distant land was washed over.
Flowing into the land on Lin Zhaoxi's feet, the cleanliness made Lin Zhaoxi jump like a thunder:
"Don't come, don't come!"
But there is no way. He is just a scarecrow. He has to accept it whether he likes it or not.
No matter what the world gives him, he can only accept it.
After a long time, Lin Zhaoxi was still waiting.
He didn't know what he was waiting for, but he vaguely knew something.
He was still a scarecrow and could not move, he could only wait.
During the long days, birds stopped on his shoulders, and insects began to bite and erode his flesh.
In the end, a thunderstorm day, a ray of thunder chopped from the sky.
I lit this scarecrow who could not see the original look and burned him to ashes.
Before everything is over, Lin Zhaoxi is glad:
All this is finally over.
He closed his eyes, thinking he had already been punished.
I thought the loneliness since night and day is finally coming to an end.
But what he did not expect was that he opened his eyes again, and this time, he became a tree.
Ah, this is really unprecedented progress, at least he no longer needs to be a dead object.
However, God always likes to joke with people, and he seems to like joke with Lin Zhaoxi very much.
Lin Zhaoxi is a tree now. Although he can't move like his last life, although there is always only a sky in his perspective, he is still very satisfied.
Suddenly he thought, even if it is a tree, it is a good thing, he can live forever.
Just a bit lonely.
Lin Zhaoxi is a tree that is not very old. There are many huge trees around him.
None of them can speak, but Lin Zhaoxi found that he could speak.
He tried to speak, and his voice would change into a rustle, he thought, that should be the sound of the tree.
As the days passed by, the area seemed to be a deep mountain. No one came in when Lin Zhaoxi started consciously.
Lin Zhaoxi experienced germination and then fallen leaves, and the whole body was itchy when it germinated in spring.
When the leaves fall and snow in winter, the whole body hurts.
Little things that are not worth mentioning in the human perspective are now things that he must personally experience.
It also turned into pain he could not imagine.
He didn't understand why it was so painful.
But these pains will not disappear because he wants to understand or not.
Lin Zhaoxi suddenly didn't like immortality.
He began to miss the fire when he was a scarecrow in his previous life.
Although the fire also made him very painful, although he burned all his muscles and bones.
But that was only once, and only once, he was relieved. ..
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