Immortal In the Front Chapter 129

Juchifeng is where the servants live.

This place is close to the kitchen, right next to where Zhou Sheng lives. Ning Shu is not familiar with this peak, so he can only bring Long Yunpan here. The house was smoked black by cooking smoke, and the smell was greasy. There was a row of willow trees outside the house, and in the small pavilion with a missing corner below, the stone tables and chairs were all sat on until they were shiny black. A three-foot-tall, shirtless old man was staggering around, shouting something at the top of his voice.

Long Yunpan was woken up after sleeping for four days. When he opened his eyes, he was stunned by the bare walls and the faint smell of mold. He jumped up from the bed, hit his head on the beam, and fell back with a cry. His head, neck, shoulders, chest, back, stomach, arms, legs and feet were all in unbearable pain! The original depression, anger and resentment were tortured by the broken muscles and bones, leaving only a crisp sound.

The screams were shrill and the earth was shaking.

He remembered everything. He was beaten beyond recognition by the servants, and was insulted and cursed, even insulted at close range. He was touched all over by the lowly disciples, which gave him goose bumps and stomach churning. There was a moment when Long Yunpan didn't want to live anymore. When he was most desperate, someone appeared and saved him. That person's arms were gentle, filled with pity, heartache and regret, and tears dripped on his face.