Chapter 1

Baoye looks at a bowl of water and a big steamed bread on the ground and frowns.

He felt that he was particularly unlucky. He was clearly going to go back to the year 2047 from the world calendar in 2048 to change the tragic fate of his brothers, but he went back to 30 years ago, that is, June 4, 2018, when he was not born.

Even if you wear the wrong time, your soul has penetrated into the body of a lower class slave. According to the memory of the original owner, slaves not only had no personal freedom, but also had to obey and work for the slave owners. They could even be controlled, sold or killed by the slave owners. The days were very dark.

At this time, a series of hungry cries in his stomach interrupts Baoye's mind.

He regained consciousness and took the broken bowl containing water and sent it to his mouth. However, he saw the ugly face reflected in the water. His hand shook suddenly and the water in the bowl spilled out of the bowl.

"Shit, scare me."

The reflection of the face in the water is like a long melanoma, a face of large and small black abscess cover the original face, there are several places still flowing pus blood, particularly ugly and disgusting.

In the middle of the forehead is also branded with the word "slave", indicating that he is a slave.

Baoye looks at himself in the water and is surprised: "this man it's me? This It's too damn thrilling. "

If I saw this face at night, I would think it was a ghost.

All of a sudden, a big dirty foot stretched out and stepped on the steamed bread in front of Baoye and crushed it hard. Even the bowl containing the steamed bread was crushed to pieces.

Baoye raises his head to see, a man who only wears seven minute loose pants stares at him fiercely.

"Kuang --"

the man kicks the bowl out of Baoye's hand, snorts coldly, and turns back to his position.

The thin boy sitting beside the man quickly lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "brother Peng, do you let him go like this?"

Baoye's ear tips move. He glances at the distance between them and himself at least 15 meters away. However, he can hear them clearly. His heart is overjoyed. His divine power has not disappeared because of a new body.

Du Peng coldly glanced at Baoye: "if you kill him now, the Deacon will find out who did it. Then we will be cruelly punished or executed by the Deacon. He is not worth our risk. Don't worry. We can take advantage of this opportunity to create chaos and kill him."

"Good."

Hearing this, Baoye quietly wipes the water splashed on his face.

In the memory of the original owner, the original owner once killed Du Peng's wife and robbed the skinny boy countless times, so they hated the original owner.

In addition to them, there are many people who are extremely disgusted with the original owner, and would like to kill the original owner to vent their anger, because in their eyes, the original owner is a despicable, vulgar scum.

The reason why the original Lord can live up to now is that he has a big brother to protect him. Unfortunately, two days ago, the original owner betrayed his elder brother's brothers and killed them alive. In a rage, his elder brother cut off relations with the original Lord and no longer dealt with him.

The one who knows this has been divided by the original intention.

Baoye looks around and immediately gives everyone angry eyes.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him once had a leg broken by the original owner, and now he walks with a limp. The man on the left hand side has been severely beaten by the Deacon because of the original owner's frame up. There is also an old man on the right side who was almost raped by the original owner because he had a spring dream in the middle of the night.

The old man takes notice of Baoye's eyes and immediately takes up the bowl beside him. If Baoye dares to move him, he will definitely kill him.

Baoye saw the old man staring at himself like a lecheron. He couldn't help but help his forehead: "I'm fucked."

This old man can be the grandfather of the original Lord. How can the original master speak?

Just then, a deacon, dressed in clean clothes and with a whip in his hand, came into the shed and cried out, "it's time to let the wind out, everyone out."