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"Pa" Qin Hao suddenly felt a huge force on his back and rolled directly to the ground, his mouth full of mud: "A little handyman dares to contradict the senior sister. With the master protecting him, can he not follow the rules?"
When Qin Hao turned around, he saw the confident face of the senior sister. He was standing up to say something. People around him started punching and kicking him, and he felt severe pain in his body.
This scene feels so familiar, as if he has experienced it thousands of times before, but every time he feels so helpless, as if the world is his enemy.
They will beat him when they find an excuse. No matter what he does well or poorly, they will not appreciate it. They just want to beat him to death, kill him, want him to die, want him to die.
Countless times, he hid in dark corners with scars all over his body and cried, his heart full of fear and helplessness. His pure heart didn't know why the world was like this. Apart from why, he didn't know what else to do, because he His IQ is low, and he can't even die because he doesn't know there is such a thing as death in this world.
Feeling all this, Qin Hao seemed to have forgotten the severe pain in his body and the greedy eyes of these people looking at him. He was immersed in this memory for a long time and could not extricate himself: "It turns out that this fool's experience since he was a child is like this. It turns out that this is how it is." ¡¡±
Qin Hao was unusually silent, and everyone present stopped. If it were in the past, this fool would definitely beg for mercy, shout, and cry until he died, but they had no sympathy, but it was different now. This fool actually He didn't cry or shout. There was a crazy and frightening hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had spent over the years. That hatred was frightening.
But they are all monks, so what about their hatred for an ordinary person? They could easily crush Qin Hao to death, but they couldn't do that. They would die if their master found out, so they could only beat him over and over again without using divine power, otherwise death would be waiting for them.
After another beating, these disciples all dispersed. Even Qin Hao didn't understand. Could it be that his previous life was unforgivable? Don¡¯t these women have any kindness at all?
Why did this happen? The pain in his body made him unable to stand firmly, but he still struggled to return to his small room. He carefully recalled the memories of his previous life, but the memories made him feel a little hateful. Because apart from these unforgettable beatings, all that was left was the peaceful chore work. The pain made Qin Hao almost faint and almost despair
And at this moment, a familiar figure walked in, wearing a palace dress and a faint fragrance. She was always so gentle to him, and her cold heart melted because of it: "Don't provoke them, I said ¡±
She walked over and murmured softly, and a scene suddenly appeared in Qin Hao's memory. Whenever he was helpless, whenever he didn't know why, a person would always appear by his side, caring for himself carefully. Treat the injury, spread the fairy dew, and the pain will disappear.
But Qin Hao¡¯s heart was not calm. He was not a fool. He had no time to feel the magic of this fairy dew. He asked: "Master, why?" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com