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Zhao Jun lay next to the rubbish dump for two or two nights, angry like a gossamer.

A well-meaning person looked at him pitifully, and at first put food in the past, but the other party looked at him with blank eyes.So there are no more good-hearted people to send food and drink.Zhao Jun lay there with his eyes closed like a dead man, even if a naughty child threw stones at him, he didn't respond.So those children became more and more unscrupulous, and simply ran over and spit on him.

There were even children who wanted to pee on him. Zhao Jun sat up suddenly and moved his hand. Before he could touch the hair of the child, the group of urchins ran away crying.

With Zhao Jun's appearance, he really looked dirtier and more ferocious than any beggar.

There was no medicine, the place was dirty, and the wounds on his body began to fester, attracting many flies to buzz around him vigorously.The peddlers who came to take out the garbage all came over holding their noses, and looked at him with disgust in their eyes.

Even those beggars are "superior" in front of him, pointing at him, laughing and cursing unscrupulously.

It was really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog.Zhao Jun didn't think about it any more now, he had already lost the desire to survive a few days ago, and he had already given up on himself.He didn't touch the water and food around him at all, and he didn't even respond when wild dogs came to grab them.Just lying there lifeless, like a dead man, without any movement, just waiting for that to come, that, he will become a real dead man.

He barely ate, his cheeks were sunken, his beard was sloppy, his face was unkempt, and swarms of flies were flying around him, and his body was as dirty and smelly as that pile of garbage.Every night there are urchins throwing stones at him for fun...

Zhao Jun back then, how could he still be that majestic general who was admired by his servants?Already completely disfigured.

However, that still hasn't come.

He was still alive.

Zhao Jun's consciousness gradually became blurred, and even everything in front of him became blurred.

He fell into a deep sleep and woke up again, in a daze, he seemed to see a shadowy white figure in front of him, a human figure whose outline was indistinct standing in front of him, staring at him.

A voice sounded from above his head, but to him, it was illusory.

An ethereal voice: "It's really dirty, it's dirty and smelly, and I've turned myself into the dirtiest garbage in the world."

Zhao Jun seemed to hear it or didn't hear it, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone in the market looked in one direction——

A beautiful boy in fluttering white clothes, looks like he is from Daheng, so clean and beautiful, he is more eye-catching than the most beautiful girl in the market, he even picked up that idiot who was sleeping by the garbage dump on his back, and he is not too dirty , just carry it like that, and walk forward step by step.

The entire market was suddenly silent, no one made a sound, and everyone automatically moved out of the way.

Among the crowd, the beautiful boy in white with his head bowed, carrying a dirty "idiot" who was obviously taller than himself, walked past under the gaze of people.

Everywhere he went, the stench was tangy.People on both sides covered their noses, looking at the unconscious dirty "idiot", the dirty water flowing down from his body, and the pus from the wound...

Someone couldn't help vomiting.

More people still resisted the desire to vomit, and looked at the dazzlingly beautiful boy with incredible eyes. The dirty pus was clearly dripping into his neck, but he raised his head and looked ahead, his face No expression.

Walking out of the market, the beautiful boy hired a cart at ten times the price. He was covered in filth, regardless of the stench, and sat in the car with Zhao Jun. He took out a clean white handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped the dirty cloth vigorously. faces.

Zhao Jun's obviously thin face was finally revealed from under the thick dirt.

The beautiful boy looked at his sleeping face, and finally said: "I won't let him die early, I won't let him go easily..."

According to the location of the customer, the coachman went around in Sashan, and finally stopped at the gate of a large garden that looked very beautiful.

There are several large houses built on the large pool in the garden, all of which are dominated by white and look elegant and elegant.

Waiting at the door were two handsome teenagers from the Yuezi Kingdom, dressed as servants, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.Seeing the boy in white getting off the car, they all wanted to step forward to help.But the beautiful boy waved them away, and personally carried out the dirtiest beggar from the car.In the stunned eyes of others, he bent over and carried his back, and walked into the garden step by step.

In the next few days, Zhao Jun did not regain his sobriety.

Sometimes he would wake up with glazed eyes.His eyes were blurred, as if someone could gently lift him up and feed him bowls of bitter, sweet or salty things.Then I applied a lot of things on his body, most of which were cool and comfortable.

Zhao Jun was at the mercy of others like a baby, staring blankly at the blurry white figure in front of him, closed his eyes unconsciously, and fell into a deep sleep.

His body is getting better.

Five years later, he finally really woke up.

Two handsome young servants were serving him attentively. One applied ointment on his wound; the other knelt on the ground, holding a medicine bowl and silver spoon, and carefully fed him the soup.

Zhao Jun blurted out: "Who are you? Where is it?"

The two teenagers all lowered their heads, said nothing, and went about their own business.

Zhao Jun raised his head and looked around. It was a large and beautiful bedroom with white as the main tone.The walls are carved with reliefs of forest birds and animals.In the four corners of the house, there are four statues of the goddess of beauty in Yuezi, two by two, holding exquisite baskets filled with real fragrant flowers and fresh fruits in their hands, and real big swords in their hands.

Below Zhao Jun's body was a wide and low couch, covered with thick brocade mattresses.

Zhao Jun was lying on the soft couch, naked all over, with green ointment all over his back.It was a strange color contrast with his dark skin.

The boy's silver spoon just reached his mouth, but he waved it out.The silver bowl fell to the ground, and the concoction spilled on the ground.

Zhao Jun looked alertly: "Who are you? Where are you?"

Zhao Jun's first reaction was that he was arrested and became a prisoner of Yuezi Kingdom.He even wondered if he might be trapped in King Yuezi's palace.

However, the boy from the Zi Kingdom in the first two months will not be a eunuch in the palace, let alone the legendary Silver Moon Warrior.

The legendary Silver Moon Warrior would never do such a lowly job of serving others.

The two teenagers didn't know if they were dumb, but they didn't speak a word.The man knelt on the ground, took out a clean white cloth, and wiped the brown concoction on the carpet. The other picked up the silver bowl and silver spoon on the ground, and left with his head bowed and his companion who quickly dried the concoction.

Zhao Jun climbed up with support, and ran to the door regardless of the severe pain in his body.

After running a few steps, he fell heavily to the ground again, crawled on the ground, raised his head, and saw the heavy door closed in front of his eyes.

Zhao Jun struggled to get up and threw himself on the door, but he couldn't shake it at all.

Zhao Jun raised his fist and slammed the door, shouting angrily, "Who the hell are you? What do you want?"

No one answered, and there was a dead silence outside the door.

Zhao Jun smashed the door halfway, but couldn't open it at all. Under the severe pain, he suddenly felt powerless all over, and fell down slowly.

In the corridor outside the door, two young servants asked respectfully: "Master's order, the two brothers did not say a word."

The beautiful boy in white clothes on the opposite side said: "Very well, you two take good care of the sick, don't use too many words. Especially don't look like that person."

The two teenagers immediately replied: "Yes, master."

In the bedroom, Zhao Jun struggled to get up, dragged his broken leg wrapped in wound medicine, and moved to the window step by step.

The silver-plated railings on the windows are so strong that they cannot be shaken at all.

He could only look out through the railing, and he could only see the fruit forest and the wall that isolated the fruit forest from the outside world.There is only one old man in the forest, who is pruning the branches carefully.

Zhao Jun yelled loudly at the old man, but the old man turned his back to him. He didn't know whether it was true deafness or false deafness, and he turned a deaf ear.

Zhao Jun finally shut up, he suddenly felt thirsty and hungry.

He changed hands, scanned the circle in the large bedroom, dragged his injured leg, and walked slowly to the statue of the God of Sex and Beauty, and stretched out his hand to take out all the fresh fruits inside.

There are several kinds of fruits that are special products of Yuezi country, but they can only be enjoyed by the rich and powerful - juicy jujubes, bright red apples, and golden yellow pears exuding a strong aroma.

Zhao Jun also had wounds on his buttocks, so he couldn't sit down, so he lay down on the ground, gnawing at the fresh fruit in his hand.

It is definitely not the palace of King Yuezi, but it must be the home of a rich man.

Zhao Jun couldn't think of when he would really make friends with the rich man of Yuezi Kingdom...

Originally, based on his status, the Yuezi people who caught him could go to the king to ask for credit and reward.But no...

A mysterious rich man actually put him under house arrest and took good care of his injuries.

Whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend is hard to predict.

A while ago, I was hit hard and almost died in a dirty street by giving up on myself.

Now... the body has obviously improved a lot.

Zhao Jun ate up the fresh fruit in his hands in a blink of an eye.

He secretly made up his mind that as long as he took good care of himself and used his skill and resourcefulness to escape from it, it wouldn't be a problem.

The next two boys came to take care of the patient again, and were surprised to find that the patient was very cooperative, taking medicine and porridge, as if fearing that it would not be enough.

The two teenagers kept their master's instructions in mind, not many words.

Zhao Jun laughed and said, "Why do you only give bowls of ginseng porridge, how can you be full? Do you treat guests like this?"

The two teenagers looked at each other, withdrew their plates and left.

Report to the owner immediately after going out.

Master: "It seems that he wants to build up his strength to escape from the prison. Anyway, tell the kitchen to cook the table dishes properly according to the standard for entertaining distinguished guests."

The young man said cautiously: "The guest's injury is still not healed, and now he eats too much oily meat, I'm afraid it won't be good."

The master shook his head and said: "You don't understand him. Since he wants to survive, he naturally has a sense of proportion. With his body and bones, it is not so easy to go wrong."

The teenagers stopped talking and took orders to leave.

Soon the big table banquet was sent to the bedroom of the "guest".

Zhao Jun was not too polite, he ate most of the food on the big table in front of him.Fortunately, he had his own measure in his heart, restrained himself, and did not move the rest.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Jun lay down on the couch and soon fell asleep again.

The author has something to say: it's time to counterattack in the next chapter, but it always feels weird.Such a thin and small boy lying on such a dark back like an iron tower... suddenly felt very awkward. 1