When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

The little boy couldn't swim yet, and water kept pouring into his ears, nose and mouth.

He struggled and thrashed hard, shouting for help.

But a group of people on the shore were laughing: "Hahaha! Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"

"Look at him, he looks like a drowned rat!"

"Hahaha, interesting, so interesting!"

They treated him as a source of entertainment.

Even though he struggled to crawl to the shore, someone hit his little hands and pressed his head with a bamboo stick.

He was pushed into the water again and again, and when he was almost out of breath, he was put out again.

Back and forth.

Everyone saw him struggling and shivering from the cold, like a drowned dog.

he is sick.

Very sick.

After I got back, I kept coughing until my lungs were about to burst, and I coughed up blood from time to time.

I lay in bed, without even the energy to get up.

His mother felt sorry for him and didn't want him to die, so she went through a lot of hardships and finally found some cough medicine for him.

But when they went out to look for firewood and charcoal, someone would walk into this dilapidated Fufeng Courtyard.

Di Xiaozhan snatched his herbs again, held them in his hand, and said arrogantly:

"Want it?"

"Kneel down in this yard and crawl like a dog. If you crawl to our satisfaction, I will give it back to you!"

The weak little boy's face was so pale that not a single bit of blood was left.

He struggled to hold on, kneeling on the bed and begging:

"Give it back to me... please give it back to me..."

Without medicine, he would die... He didn't want to die... He wanted to live and stay alive with his mother...

When he grows up, he can protect himself... and his mother...

But no one felt sorry for him or pitied him. The more pitiful he seemed, the more arrogant they became.

"If you want it, just get down on your knees and crawl for us to see!"

"hurry up!"

"Otherwise I'll take these medicines away!"

They really turned around and were about to leave.

"don't want……"

The little boy rolled off the bed eagerly.

He fell to the ground and bruised his elbow, but he didn't care.

Under the coercion of all of them, he had to crawl on the ground.

Di Xiaozhan and the others laughed loudly and said, "Here...here...crawl over here!"

They threw the herbs here and there.

The little child, poorly dressed and weak, was teased by them like a dog.

There was only anxiety in his eyes. He would go wherever the herbs went. He wanted to get them down.

In the end, he was so tired that he fainted on the ground.

Di Xiaozhan threw the herbs at him and said, "This is really boring. Let's go."

But this is not the end, not ever.

For my father’s birthday, someone brought a circus.

This year, he was six years old.

He was secretly practicing calligraphy in Fufeng Courtyard and was taken to a palace.

I saw huge iron cages one after another in the palace.

Some of them held huge pythons, some held ferocious lions and tigers, and some held ferocious gorillas.

He was only six years old and stepped back in fear.

"You...what are you going to do..."

"Hahaha, you'll soon know what to do!"

Emperor Xiaozhan gave an order.

Two eunuchs came forward, grabbed him and locked him in the python cage.

The python was huge, as thick as a soup bowl, with its body winding and twisting as it crawled towards him.

"Ah! Let me out! Please let me out!"

After all, he was only six years old. Due to years of malnutrition, he was less than one meter tall and thin due to malnutrition. He looked no more than three or four years old.

He was scared, he was scared, it was the first time he saw these things.

He begged for mercy at the top of his lungs, banging his hands against the iron bars.

But the more scared he was, the more people laughed:

"Hahaha, it turns out you get scared one day too!"

"Aren't you so tough?"

"It's too late to beg for mercy now, little slave! We just want to see you like this!"

This is much more exciting than the circus sideshow.

The little boy cried, shouted and made a fuss.

But no one came to rescue him.

His little body kept running and retreating into the corner of the iron cage.

The huge black python swam over, climbed up his feet, and wrapped around his thin legs.

"what!"

That cold touch was completely engraved in his heart and almost became a nightmare for his whole life.

Even after he became an adult, he would dream of this scene countless times when he fell asleep and wake up from the nightmare.

The snake also wrapped around his waist and neck.

A huge tongue was right in front of him, spitting out bullets at him.

Although it was not a poisonous snake, this extreme torture made him faint completely.

Everyone watched the python moving around on his body.

Bring some water and splash it over him to wake him up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw those sinister snake eyes and head again.

Fainted from shock, woken up by splashing water, fainted from shock...

Countless times, I was tortured like this repeatedly.

Later, he was no longer afraid, and finally he no longer knew what fear was.

He curled up his little body in the corner and watched the python crawl around him.

The python's body is so cold.

But what is even colder is the human heart.

Seeing that there was no fun anymore, Di Xiaozhan and others changed the iron cage and threw him into the lion's iron cage.

What is more terrifying than a python is a lion.

The lions were fed live chickens every day.

The little boy had seen with his own eyes before that a lion bit off the throat of a live chicken and tore the chicken to pieces until it was bleeding.

"no, do not want……"

The moment the iron cage was closed, he begged for mercy again.

He doesn't want to die.

That is the instinctive fear of humans towards wild beasts.

"No...please let me go...let me out...brother...please..."

But as soon as he got scared, they became interested again.

Anyway, no one will blame them if they kill a little slave.

They even brought benches, laid out exquisite snacks, and sat there leisurely to watch.

With a "click", the iron cage door was closed.

Someone started to shout, "Bite him! Bite him!"

The lion, which had been sleepy with its eyes closed, opened its beastly eyes and paced towards the little boy.

The little boy was too short, not even as tall as the lion.

He was too weak in front of the lion.

The lion then paced and kept approaching him.

"Don't... don't come here!"

He stepped back and instinctively picked up a lion's stick from the ground.

But his actions obviously angered the lion.

"Roar!"

The lion pounced on him.

He was running and screaming in his small body, holding a wooden stick.

His instinct for survival made him react extremely quickly.

It was a six-year-old child competing with wild beasts, a beast fight.

The more scared he was and the more critical the situation became, the more everyone applauded and shouted "wonderful".

He was running around in the iron cage, like a dog, sweating profusely.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The lion's sharp claws kept scratching his skin.

After a while, his body was covered with scars, his flesh was rolling, and it was almost as if blood was raining all over his body.

The blood stimulated the lion's wildness, and the lion's attacks became more and more fierce.

And he... was running out of strength... and his blood was running out...

If this continues, he will die...

Brother... please brothers...

But when he saw the brothers outside, each of them had a wonderful and exciting laugh on his face.

Some were cracking melon seeds, and some were eating snacks.

In the iron cage, he looked like a clown in a circus.

The words "clown" and "slave" seemed to be deeply engraved in his bones.

No one will save him like this.

Never.

Di Changyuan can only rely on himself forever.