“It really worked!!” These were the first words Chen Youzai said when he opened his eyes.
Chen Youzai had not expected that he would really transform. So the most handsome person in the world really existed? While Chen Youzai was astonished, he also found reality a little hard to accept. Did that mean the ugliest person in the world also existed? No… not necessarily. Chen Youzai steadied himself, somewhat impatient to see his own face.
The blazing sun hung high overhead, like a microwave oven steaming people until their whole bodies went weak. Only then did Chen Youzai realize that he was in a place resembling a wild plateau. Withered grass covered the ground, sand and stones were everywhere, and scattered sparsely around him stood a few people. Their clothes were tattered beyond recognition, and they held wooden sticks of varying thickness in their hands. Every one of them looked like skin stretched over bones, thin and skeletal.
Chen Youzai could not help feeling pity. How pitiful. But when he lowered his head and looked at his own situation, he instantly could not feel any sympathy anymore. There was actually a torture device around his neck. Was this the legendary cangue? Chen Youzai stared blankly at his hands and neck, which were clamped so tightly that he could not even struggle. He struggled to lower his head again and saw that his feet were also shackled. What did this mean? Had he transferred into a prisoner?
In the next second, Chen Youzai felt his stomach contract violently, the pain inside twisting like knives. How many days had this body gone without eating? Chen Youzai let out a weak, pitiful cry.
No, I can’t stand this for even one more second! I want to change back! So what if he’s handsome? Who would come look at him in a barren place like this? Thinking this, Chen Youzai decided to take out the silver coin.
Suddenly, he realized a fatal problem. His hands could not move at all. What should he do? What should he do? Call someone over to help? But other people could not see it! Besides, he was a prisoner. Who would listen to his commands…
Because Chen Youzai was anxious, and also because his body was weak and his stomach hurt, before long, sweat drenched him from head to toe. He was looking everywhere for someone to ask for help when he suddenly felt a tremendous force strike from behind. Without the slightest preparation, he fell to the ground. The ground was covered in stones of all sizes and the hard, old roots of dead plants. This fall made stars burst before Chen Youzai’s eyes, and he nearly fainted.
“Get up! What are you dawdling for?”
A loud roar from behind instantly jolted Chen Youzai awake. Trembling, he turned his head and saw a burly man with a tiger’s back and a bear’s waist, holding a leather whip in his hand. In the brief moment Chen Youzai froze, the whip lashed down onto his body.
“Wuwuwu…” Chen Youzai had originally wanted to wail loudly, but because this body was extremely weak, the sound that came out was only a tiny sob. He felt terribly wronged. Back at home, no matter how heartless Mother Chen was, she would only slap him on the body. When had he ever suffered this kind of flesh-and-blood pain?
Those few sobs did not have the slightest effect in the burly man’s eyes. Seeing that the whip was about to fall again, Chen Youzai could only beg for mercy. “I’ll get up, big brother, I’ll get up. Please stop hitting me.”
After using all his strength to stand up, another kick came from behind. Chen Youzai staggered and nearly fell again. At this moment, he had suffering he could not speak of, because he did not know whether one careless word might bring about fatal disaster. If he died here, that would truly be miserable.
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