Chapter 817: Foggy

There was a fog in front of him, and Lu Ming was alone.
There seem to be many people in the fog, and I have to look at it seriously, and there is nothing.
I don't know how long it took -
"Oh..." The low crying sounded in my ear.
Lu Mingshu went on and saw a small figure in the fog.
She walked over and looked at it silently.
He seems to be about seven or eight years old, and he seems to wear formal clothing, very bleak cyan, and his identity is not high.
The footsteps sounded, and several children in the fog yelled at this side and saw him here, and they glanced at each other and surrounded them.
"Small wild species, it turned out to be you! Secretly hiding here and crying?"
"Yes! You are not very guilty? Whoever bullies you and tells the deacon where to sue!"
"Hey, you don't know? He is being punished, lying fine!"
He looked up and said loudly: "I don't lie!"
But this does not allow those people to show their feelings, but instead laughs louder.
"Lie, you are lying!"
"Small wild species, you are a small wild species!"
"I am not, I am not lying, I am not a wilderness!" He rushed up in anger.
But anger can't improve his strength. Those people add up to each other's fists and feet, and they quickly shrink him to the ground, and they can't move.
"Lie fine!"
"Small wild species!"
"Don't dare to beat us!"
"Live it!"
A group of children spit at him before they left and laughed.
After a long time, Lu Mingshu saw him move.
He slowly sat up, revealing a bruised face.
In fact, he has a very nice face, his eyebrows are clear, his facial features are exquisite, and even if he is beaten into a pig's head, he can still see the original beauty.
Lu Mingshu saw his shoulders crying.
Tears had a whole face, but there was no more sobbing.
The tears infiltrated into the wound on the face, and the pain was sore. His eyes slowly changed, his fists clenched, and he resentfully pointed at the direction in which those people left.
He got up and squatted away.
As the scene changed, he slowly walked into a compound.
There are many people in the yard, some are washing vegetables, some are moving rice noodles, some are killing chickens, and it looks like a kitchen.
Seeing him coming in, a fat man with a slap in the face stretched out his big hand like a fan, grabbed his ear and screamed fiercely: "Where did you go? Don't know how to work? It's a lazy goods that you are born to owe." !"
He looked up and exposed the bruise on his face to the fat man.
But the fat man is indifferent, as if he hasn't seen anything, and continues to drink loudly: "You can't even live, what can you do here? If you don't do it, you will roll it early! Just like you, it is white."

He listened numbly for a long time, and finally someone could not stand it and said: "Ma San, said that it is so tired for so long? Got it, let him work, upset!"
Fat man Ma Sanzhen, in the end loosed his hand, but also hit him: "What are you doing? Don't wipe your face and work! If you put blood on the dish, see if I don't interrupt your leg."
He kept silent, rubbed his face and went to chop firewood.
The fog gathered and dispersed.
What appeared in front of Lu Mingshu again was a beautiful face. Men can rarely describe these two words with beautiful words. If you look handsome, you will look rough, but he is not. He is really beautiful. From facial features to skin, you can say beautiful.
He still wore that dark t-shirt and did things silently. I have grown from a child to an adult, and I still work on chopping wood.
This life is so inconsistent with his face, but no one has doubts about it.
The sweat ran down from his delicate facial features, and the old Tsing Yi covered the muscles of his arms.
He finished the matter silently and silently left the compound.
On the foggy road, he walked for a long time and went to a lake.
On the mountain wall by the lake, there is a small, very shallow hole, just sitting alone.
He slowly climbed over, sat down in the shallow hole, and carefully pulled out a piece of ancient jade.
He put the ancient jade on his forehead and seemed to be reading something.
Then, carefully collect the ancient jade and put a five-hearted posture into the sky.
The night falls, the moon shines on the lake, sparkling.
The top of his head smog, forming subtle changes with the moonlight.
He raised his hand and pointed the wind through the lake.
"咕噜" and "咕噜", a few fish corpses floated up, quietly.
But he was not satisfied, shook his head and continued to practice.
At this time, it seems that some people have passed by.
It was bright again, and he still chopped wood in the yard.
Suddenly two men and women with swords entered the compound.
This pair of men and women, dressed in exquisite, proud expression.
"It's him!" shouted the young man who came with them.
From his five senses, Lu Mingshu vaguely saw the appearance of bullying his child.
So he was surrounded.
"Shang Qing, Wei Shidi reported that you were stealing. Do you admit it?"
His eyebrows are twisted and his voice has become low: "I didn't steal."
"The thief certainly won't admit that he is a thief." That Wei Shidi shouted. "I want to know if he has stolen it. It's just a search!"
That pair of men and women seems to make sense, and the man has to go forward to search.
He stepped back and put on a gesture of alert: "You have no evidence, what qualifications are you searching for?"
"This is the brother and sister of the Discipline Church. Do you say that you are qualified?" Wei Shidi said first, "I will hand over things, and your sins may be lighter."
The pair of men and women looked at him indifferently, obviously this also means.
His face was angry: "No! You can't just do it."
"If you can't say it, you can't do it. When you are who you are!" Wei Shidi couldn't help but rushed to swear at him.
He waved his axe and didn't talk. Wei brother had shouted: "Sister and brother, we see, he not only refuses to arrest, but also uses weapons!"
The men and women looked bad and surrounded. The man said: "Shang Qing, you are surrendering now, but you still have time."
"I didn't steal it!" he said again.
The woman is impatient: "You let us search for it is not good? This is not willing, that is not willing, is it guilty?"
Wei Shidi immediately accepted: "He is guilty! Sister, search for his body!"
A tear, the ancient jade fell out of him.
"This is it!" Wei Shidi called. "This is my thing, he stole it."
He is furious: "Is this obviously mine?"
Wei Shidi sneered: "You don't look at what you are, can you afford such a good thing? Save it!"
The pair of men and women with swords did not hesitate to believe the words of Wei Shidi.
Because, he seems to really can't afford such a thing, he doesn't even have a valuable value on his body, even if this ancient jade is not a good material, he can't afford it.
He rushed to grab it, but he was beaten up and finally locked up.
The reason is that stealing and committing the rules.