After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

Roast chicken is very tempting to me!

I raised my head and looked at the master opposite me, trying hard to ignore the bottomless darkness under my feet.

I tried my best to think of the moves that my master had taught me...

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt my body floating in the air, which was different from before.

The wind from the bottom of the cliff blew on the soles of my feet, and I felt like a force was lifting me up.

That day, I finally saw the prosperity of the world, and I saw that there were so many delicious foods in this world.

The master took me to buy a roast chicken, and I sat on the stone street, engrossed in the eating.

There were pedestrians around from time to time. They didn't leave immediately, but often stopped and pointed at the roast chicken in my hand...

I just thought they were coming to grab the food, so my mouth movements became faster.

"Master, can we go down the mountain to eat roast chicken next time?"

On the way up the mountain, I was savoring the delicious food of the day.

Occasionally, he would lick the corners of his mouth, where the fragrant oil from the roast chicken remained...

"Why didn't you put on your robes today?"

The master ignored my question and asked his own question.

I knew that Master was a little angry, so I could only answer quietly: "I don't want to wear it!"

But even the smallest sound will be amplified in an uninhabited mountain.

What's more, although the master is old, he still has sharp ears and sharp eyes.

The temperature of the master's body turned icy cold: "Next time, don't take off your robes!"

Master always said that the robes represent faith, identity and precepts.

The color and style of the robes also reflect the monk's stage of practice and his position in the religion.

Buddha always says that all beings are equal, but I never understand why robes are divided into different colors.

My robes are yellow, and it is said that part of them are made from the swaddling clothes that wrapped me.

But as I grew up, my master altered my robes again and again, and I no longer know which part of the swaddling clothes is now.

The master didn't even have to think about it, because every punishment was the same: "Go back and stand on the stake for three more hours!"

However, the punishment this time is obviously heavier than before.

It is now the hour of Hai, three hours later, it is already the hour of Chou, and there is only one hour left until sunrise.

In other words, I can only sleep for one hour tonight and then I have to get up.

I also finished the roast chicken.

What a profound and unforgettable punishment!

Since then, I have hardly ever taken off my robes.

Except, when changing clothes...

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I heard Master’s roar and remembered his advice: Don’t look back.

This is a familiar cliff that I have walked past countless times.

But I couldn't help but look back, and the man in black caught up with me with a sword.

“Master…” The arrival of the man in black made me realize that I was the only one left in this world.

Tears had long blurred my vision, and I could only rely on my memory to feel the familiar wind under my feet lifting me up.

But my feet were shaking uncontrollably.

Just a little!

I grabbed the vines on the cliff on the other side of the mountain, trying hard to squeeze out the tears from my eyes and see my situation clearly.

In the dark night, the eyes of the man in black appeared very bright. When he saw me holding the vines in my hands, he stood on the cliff on the other side and looked at me teasingly.

I tried to live on thinking of my master's last words before he died: "What you are looking for is with me!"

In fact, I have no idea what they are looking for.

I don't even know who they are or where they come from, so I have no idea how to seek revenge for my master.

The only clue is now looking at me like prey!

I thought that person would hear what I said and rescue me.

But the man's expression was full of mockery. He just held the knife, as if quietly waiting for my death.

It seemed like they wanted that thing to disappear forever.

My arm was injured in the recent battle, and my hand is starting to lose strength.

"Keep living~" Master's advice has always inspired me.

My blessings are so great that my master said that most people cannot surpass them.

The man could have chosen to fly over and kick me down, which would obviously have brought me to death faster than waiting there.

There is only one possibility left: the way out is in my hands right now.

I tried to calm my breathing, gathering strength and waiting for an opportunity.

That person seemed a little impatient...

Emotional fluctuations will only narrow people's attention.

I poured all my strength into my hands and leaped up with the help of the vines.

The man in black reacted and shot out the hidden weapon in his hand quickly.

But it was obviously too late, I was already close to the shore, the hidden weapon was so powerful that inertia carried me directly to the shore.

Apparently, he missed the best opportunity to kill me.

But the hidden weapon entered my body, and my already serious injuries became worse, and my consciousness began to blur.

In a trance, I saw the unwillingness of the man in black, but he couldn't get close to me because of the cliff.

But... the killer has a lot of hidden weapons!

When I saw clearly what he was holding, I tried to wake up, got up, and ran desperately behind a tree in the forest.

The hidden weapon in his hand seemed to have eyes, and he could accurately find me every time.

In desperation, I had to give up the small tree and look for a thicker tree to avoid the attack.

Seeing that he couldn't hurt me, the man started trying to climb over the cliff...

I knew that if he succeeded, I would have no chance of survival.

The man was very clever. He used thick vines and tried to swing over using inertia.

Simple inertia will not allow you to swing over. The only possibility is to swing to the highest point and then use Qinggong to leap over.

I collapsed to the ground, apparently having lost any desire to live.

In a place where no one can see, I used my palm to cover myself and reluctantly pulled out the hidden weapon from my left upper arm.

It was one of the few hidden weapons that was not deeply embedded in my flesh, and it happened to be something I could reach at that moment.

I picked up another small stone not far away and waited for the best opportunity.

Just as the man jumped to a high place and was about to use his internal energy, I threw the stone in my hand.

The stone was not obvious in the dark, but the man still noticed it keenly.

My stone interrupted his energy, and what followed was the bloody hidden weapon.

In the air, it was obviously beyond his ability to perform two exercises in succession.

I am not a qualified hidden weapon thrower, and the last hidden weapon only grazed his palm.

But fortunately, it only scratched his palm.

When he tried to swing to the highest point again, his injured hand could not hold the vine.

I watched him fall, also dressed in black.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, it was already midnight.

The carriage in the distance became my only source of help in the dark night.

But I was so tired that I couldn't help but close my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a carriage with a woman sitting next to me.

She is very beautiful and is my savior.

I followed her to Jiangzhou, where she ran an inn, but business was not good.

But I stayed with her, even though I didn't get any monthly pay, because that was the only way I could repay her.

Until the inn welcomed a new owner, and I also got a new name, Bai Liu!