Chapter 2085 The Real Punishment

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Why? Why is he like this?

Hasn't he already made amends?

How far would Death Judge have to go before he would let him go?

Why can't we let him go?

Just when Lin Zhaoxi was feeling sorry for himself, the man with the big knife said to the man in a suit and sunglasses:

"This scarecrow is pretty good. Can you lend it back to our people for practice?"

"Why don't you go find someone to build a scarecrow? You're still thinking about this one here!"

The man wearing sunglasses said impatiently, "Take it, take it, I'm too lazy to ink with you, it's a waste of my time."

No, I don't want to leave! ! !

When he was picked up, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly realized something.

He himself is actually the straw man in their discussion.

The scarecrow who cannot move or speak, can be burned by a fire and then turn into ashes.

And according to their conversation, his next days will definitely not be easy.

Why do I want to become a scarecrow? Why do I still feel pain when I become a scarecrow?

Despair spread in his heart.

I'm not willing to give in, I'm really not willing to give in. He is obviously a living person, so why did he become a scarecrow?

Moreover, being safe is not the key. The most important thing is that he may be tortured.

Lin Zhaoxi's idea was correct. After he was brought back, he became the most popular training target.

Based on what others have concluded: "With this scarecrow, it feels real."

They don't know that this so-called scarecrow is indeed a real person.

Lin Zhaoxi retains human pain perception, but his appearance is turned into a scarecrow.

He won't bleed or get hurt, but the pain is real.

How does it feel to be hacked every moment and every day?

At first, Lin Zhaoxi was extreme and angry. He would curse, wail, and cry.

But it was no use, no one could hear him.

Later, he suddenly realized that no matter what he thought, it was useless.

He simply stopped thinking about it. He couldn't think about anything else and could only bear the pain.

I have no choice, I can't move, I can't speak, I can only stand like this.

I don’t know how many times I was attacked. When this morning came, no one came to practice with Lin Zhaoxi. Lin Zhaoxi was thinking vaguely:

It seems that today is the day for the practice match. People train seriously, but sometimes they also chat.

Lin Zhaoxi learned about the practice match from their chat.

Although he didn't want to listen to the chatter at all, the days of being a scarecrow were so boring that he almost went crazy.

In order to keep himself alive and not have to endure the endless loneliness, he had no choice but to be patient and listen to those people chatting.

Lin Zhaoxi thought wildly for a while, but no one came to beat him.

He was a little strange, but he soon felt relieved. Whoever has nothing to do and beats people up every day is not tired.

It's fine if no one comes.

But when the faint sound of footsteps could be heard in the distance, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly stopped thinking like this.

I really want to see what's going on over there. . . . .

But how to go there and see?

He is just a scarecrow, a motionless scarecrow, neither alive nor dead, a ridiculously pitiful existence.

Lin Zhaoxi just stood there and waited. He waited for a long time. In the evening, no one came back.

He continued to wait until nightfall, but no one came back.

He continued to wait, and this time he waited for three days. Three days later, it rained so hard that it washed away the muddy water mixed with feces from the distant land.

It flowed into the soil on the soles of Lin Zhaoxi's feet, and the mysophobia made Lin Zhaoxi furious:

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

But there is no way, he is just a scarecrow, whether he likes it or not, he has to accept it.

No matter what the world gave him, he could only accept it.

A long time later, Lin Zhaoxi was still waiting.

He didn't know what he was waiting for, but he vaguely knew one thing.

He is still a scarecrow, unable to move and can only wait.

During the long days, birds perched on his shoulders, and insects began to bite and erode his flesh.

Finally, on a thunderstorm day, a thunder struck from the sky.

The scarecrow, whose original appearance was no longer visible, was ignited and burned to ashes.

Before everything ended, Lin Zhaoxi was thankful in his heart:

All this is finally coming to an end.

He closed his eyes, thinking he had been punished.

I thought the loneliness I had been feeling day and night was finally coming to an end.

But what he didn't expect was that he opened his eyes again, and this time, he turned into a tree.

Ah, this is really unprecedented progress, at least he no longer has to be a dead thing.

However, God always likes to joke with people, and he seems to like to joke with Lin Zhaoxi very much.

Lin Zhaoxi is now a

Although the tree cannot be moved like in his previous life, and although there is always only a piece of sky in his perspective, he is still very content.

He suddenly thought that even making a tree would be a good thing, as he could live forever.

Just a little lonely.

Lin Zhaoxi is a relatively young tree, and there are many huge trees around him.

None of them could speak, but Lin Zhaoxi found that he could speak.

He tried to speak, and his voice turned into a rustling sound, which he thought must be the sound of trees.

As the days passed, it seemed that this place was a deep mountain. No one had come in since Lin Zhaoxi became conscious.

Lin Zhaoxi experienced sprouting and falling leaves. When sprouting occurred in spring, his whole body felt itchy.

When the leaves fall and snow falls in winter, my whole body hurts.

Small things that were not worth mentioning from a human perspective now became something he had to experience personally.

It also became an unimaginable pain.

He didn't understand why it was so painful.

But these pains will not disappear just because he thinks clearly or not.

Lin Zhaoxi suddenly didn't like immortality.

He began to miss the fire when he was a scarecrow in his previous life.

Although the fire caused him great pain, even though all his muscles and bones were burned away.

But it was only once, only once, and he was free. ..

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