Withered vines, old trees, forlorn Yang.
Beneath the setting sun, the afterglow fell upon Guyang, who was covered in blood, making him appear especially desolate.
Guyang was thinking, when will these bitter days of working day and night, without rest, be over?
I miss home so much.
I shouldn't have disobeyed him and come out to work back then.
How could I, Guyang, a dignified quasi-sage in the half-step realm, possessing the imperial art of manipulating people's hearts, become like this now?
Where exactly did things go wrong?
Guyang pondered bitterly, but under the effects of the Five Poison Powder of Good and Evil, Guyang's clever little brain was no longer functioning.
Now, whenever he tried to think, his mind was filled with "Aba aba aba," making it impossible for Guyang to continue thinking.
Maybe he was just too tired...
Guyang felt so exhausted, that kind of exhaustion, was the exhaustion of the body, the spirit, and the brain.
"Young man, stop sitting there, get up and work!"
Chu Hao shouted at Guyang.
Guyang's expression at that moment was a deathly pale!
Devil, that voice engraved in the depths of his soul, frightened Guyang in an instant.
Chu Hao, who had arrived late, had finally finished harvesting the last patch of chives, but Chu Hao was not very satisfied.
First of all, what needs to be performed is, I have to say, this time Guyang really has experience.
In the team battles where he was besieged and beaten by monsters, Guyang was injured much less than before, obviously he was used to being beaten.
However, Chu Hao was not satisfied.
This time's harvest was less than before, obviously because Guyang's condition had declined.
Guyang's condition declined, resulting in fewer monsters being harvested, which meant that Guyang had indirectly lost a lot of monster materials.
Chu Hao was wondering if he should make Guyang pay for it.
"Young man, get up and work, young man, if you waste any more time, you'll have to pay money!"
"Are you working for me? You are working for yourself!"
Guyang didn't dare to look at Chu Hao anymore.
He always felt that the white-robed Immortal Lord standing there looked like a person, but was actually a reincarnation of Luo Hou, definitely a person of the Demonic Path!
Guyang sat on the stone, hugging his knees.
He really should have listened to him and not come out back then.
So, the people outside have such deep routines, I want to go home...
Chu Hao also felt that he should act like a person, so he walked over, patted Guyang on the shoulder, and comforted him:
"Young man, don't be discouraged, you still have many job opportunities, isn't there a next time for this mistake? Come on, get up and continue working."
Guyang finally couldn't bear the grievances in his heart any longer, and burst into tears with a 'wah'!
There's still a next time!
I don't want to live anymore!
Are you a demon or am I a demon!
Are people not acting like people these days?! Are only demons acting like people?
Wuwuwu, I want to go home!
Chu Hao was at a loss for a moment, this young man was ruined.
Thinking back to when Guyang first came out of the thatched cottage, full of pride, looking down on the world, laughing proudly in the Jianghu, how aloof and high-spirited he was.
But now Guyang is squatting under the withered vines and old trees, aba aba, it's really desolate.
Such a good, energetic child, was beaten like this less than two days after entering society.
At first, I didn't know the meaning of the song, but now I am the person in the song.
Thinking back to those years, Chu Hao also walked up step by step with hard work.
It's just that, seeing a child full of vigor and vitality being tortured like this.
Chu Hao felt a little unbearable.
Fortunately, this doesn't count as a work-related injury.
