aqua star

China

Langyuan City

On a wasteland slope in the suburbs, the setting sun shines lightly and the vegetation is sparse.

A few crows landed on the withered vines, quietly watching the two busy figures below.

The two of them were burying something at this time. After one of the fat men filled up the last slope of loess, he sat down on the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Damn, it's finally done. Burying people is also a physical job.

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The other person was also very tired, but he took a look at the desolate scene around him and couldn't help but shiver, "Brother Zheng, don't rest yet. I always feel that it's cold here, as if someone is staring at us. We

It’s better to leave quickly..."

After the fat man took a few breaths, he looked around and felt the same way. He nodded and quickly got up from the ground, "You're right, let's leave quickly."

Although the two were tired, they still endured and ran down the mountain...

Click!

After they left, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, followed by dark clouds, and the crows on the withered vines squawked a few times, flapped their wings and flew away.

Wow…

After a while, raindrops as big as pea dots poured down, washing the earth.

The rain fell harder and harder, and there was lightning and thunder.

swish swish...

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and they stopped when they came under the dead tree and vine.

The person who came was an old man with gray hair, wearing a gray tattered monk's robe and a bottle of wine on his waist, which made him look rather slovenly.

But if you look closely, you will find a magical scene.

It was raining heavily, but there was no trace of moisture on Lao Dao's body. The raindrops were like a mouse seeing a cat, and it was afraid to avoid him.

"Haha, can't the world tolerate it?"

The old Taoist looked up at the dark sky with a sneer on his face.

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The firelight shone on Ren Xiaofan's slightly pale face, causing him to slowly open his eyes.

Where is this...

He felt his head was dizzy.

"hiss..."

He moved his sore arms, and the pain let him know that he was still alive.

This is an unfinished building, and it is raining heavily outside. The rainwater seeps through the roof and falls on the ground.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and there were traces of the soil being wetted by the rain. He looked like a little beggar.

Recalling the scenes that happened today, a wave of hatred surged into his heart.

Ren Xiaofan is a junior in college this year. He grew up in an orphanage. When he was 13, the orphanage closed down and he was forced to wander into society.

I endured countless hardships, suffered countless hardships, and tasted countless looks of contempt in the world. Finally, at the age of 18, I was admitted to the Royal Polytechnic, one of the top key schools in the country, as an adult college entrance examination.

When I first entered the campus, I thought that the students from the cold window would be more humane and their lives would be better.

As a result, he discovered that he was overthinking.

What I still suffered was endless eye rolls and cynicism. Although there was some warmth, it was only a moment of youth.

The day before yesterday, because he accidentally spilled vegetable soup on the school beauty Shangguan Shanyue while eating, he was dragged to an alley by one of her rich second-generation followers, Wan Junze, and beaten half to death.

Afterwards, Ren Xiaofan chose to call the police, and Wan Junze also confessed to what he had done.

Forced by life, and faced with the high medical expenses compensated by the other party, Ren Xiaofan finally chose to forgive. However, he forgot a sentence, "You have the life to take money, but you have no life to spend it."

How could a rich second generation suffer at the expense of a poor loser? So today, there was the scene of being buried alive...

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"Are you awake?"

At this time, a sound unique to a drake's voice came from outside, breaking Ren Xiaofan's thoughts.

He turned around and saw an old Taoist priest with gray hair and sloppy robes walking in from the rain.

"Who are you?"

Regarding the person who suddenly appeared, Ren Xiaofan had a doubt in his heart. Did this slovenly-looking old Taoist priest save him?

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I saved you and how are you going to repay me." The old Taoist laughed, the flesh on his face piled together like a chrysanthemum.

As he spoke, he slowly walked to Ren Xiaofan's side, sat down, and started a fire with him.

Ren Xiaofan looked at the old Taoist priest carefully, and suddenly laughed bitterly, "Why do you want to save me? I have committed too many sins in my previous life, and I haven't finished the suffering in this life yet?"

Ren Xiaofan didn't care whether it was true or not when he said he saved him. But after hating him, his heart was full of powerlessness at this moment.

How can I, a poor loser, compete with the second generation of rich people? If he knew that he was not dead, he would definitely kill him and silence him.

And his family was rich and powerful, so what would he do if he had a few more mouths? In the end, he would still be unable to escape a tragic death.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to just be buried alive and save the trouble.

"What depressing words did the young man say? This little hardship has defeated you?" The old Taoist priest put down the branch in his hand and gave him a sideways glance.

Ren Xiaofan shook his head and said nothing.

Suffering? He didn't know how much he ate, but he was still alive with hope.

Only this time, he really didn't know how to continue living.

"Haha..." Seeing that Ren Xiaofan didn't say anything, the flesh on the old Taoist priest's face piled up again, "You were born alone and widowed, destined to be in the world. Now that the calamity of life and death has been broken, are you really willing to die like this and don't want to take revenge?"

Ren Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at him in disbelief.

He was an orphan at birth and grew up in an orphanage. Later, the orphanage closed down and he wandered into society. This is because he was "born alone and widowed, destined to be in the world."

Now that he was buried alive and rescued, but this is revenge, how should he avenge it?

As if he could see what Ren Xiaofan was thinking, the old Taoist priest's face no longer showed any trace of flesh, and his expression became quite serious: "Become your teacher to me, practice with me, and I will ensure that you can take revenge."

As he spoke, he stroked his short stubble.

Not to mention, if his beard grows longer, he will really look like a fairy.

"That's it?" Ren Xiaofan showed a hint of doubt.

"Yes, that's it, as long as you take me as your teacher. Taking the son of the chairman of a listed group is like taking something out of a bag." The old Taoist priest was unusually calm, as if he really meant what he said.

"Haha..." Ren Xiaofan felt that the old Taoist priest was bragging. Can he beat the rich second generation if he can tell fortunes?

But as soon as he had this idea, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He was wet, but this old Taoist priest... He quickly looked outside.

Outside.

The heavy rain was still falling without any stagnation, as if it was about to flood the entire city.

He turned back to look at the old Taoist priest. There was no drop of rain on the tattered Taoist robe, not even a trace of moisture, and he clearly saw him walking in from the heavy rain.

Is Ren Xiaofan a fool? Is he a person with no eyesight? Obviously not, otherwise he would not have been admitted to the Royal Institute of Technology through self-study without going to school.

Death calamity, broken calamity, glimpse of life, rainy night, untouched...

Immediately, without any hesitation, Ren Xiaofan knelt down to the old Taoist priest and said, "Master, please bow to me, my disciple."

In any case, this is his only choice now. He can only place his hope on the old Taoist priest, hoping that what he says is true.

There was a flash of light in the old Taoist priest's eyes

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, stretched out his hand to help Ren Xiaofan up from the ground, "Well, not bad, not bad, he respects his teachers and he is a good young man."

He said, then handed a yellowed book to Ren Xiaofan's hand, and told him: "You, don't go out these two days, I will go to your residence to find you."

After saying that, Ren Xiaofan felt his eyes blurred. When he saw the old Taoist priest again, he had already appeared at the door, wandering into the heavy rain.

Ren Xiaofan rubbed his eyes. He could see clearly this time. For some reason, the rain would actively avoid it when it came close to him.

"I was a lonely person in my past life, but I will repay it tomorrow in this life. I have a lot of peach blossoms for people to wake up. I have to grab them now. Grab them, hahaha..." In the midst of laughter, the old Taoist priest disappeared into the rainy night.

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Strangely enough, after the old Taoist priest left, the sky soon became clear.

Taking advantage of the street lamp, Ren Xiaofan quickly walked towards his residence.

Along the way, he kept thinking about the poem the old Taoist priest recited before leaving.
To be continued...