After rebirth, I picked up my mortal enemy as my apprentice Chapter 007

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On the top of Yunbai Mountain, a group of people were grilling a gray wolf, and smoke was rising slowly.

“Boss, what is that?” The bald younger brother looked surprised and pointed behind him.

The one-eyed dragon, a bandit who had been wanted by the government for many years without success and could stop a baby from crying just by shouting out his name, glanced behind him.

A worm-like creature was wriggling on the ground, crawling towards them.

Further away, a limping yellow dog could be vaguely seen.

The one-eyed dragon frowned and said to his younger brother, “Go and take a look.”

The bald little brother was tactful and trotted over to take a look. After a while he brought the “animal” back.

“Boss, a little brat who came from nowhere.”

The one-eyed man had also experienced many ups and downs, but he couldn’t help being surprised when he saw this “little brat” for the first time.

He no longer looked like a human being. Dust, dirt, and blood were mixed all over his body, and his flesh was covered with bloody wounds. He exuded a sour and bloody smell.

His pupils were unfocused and he had lost consciousness, but his body was still swaying from side to side.

The one-eyed man took a spoonful of freshly boiled hot water and poured it on him.

“Wake up, kid.”

Some of the boiling water spilled onto the bald man, and he shrank to the side as if he was pricked by a needle.

“Fuck, it’s hot, boss, you splashed it on me.”

The “little kid” was hit by a large spoonful of boiling water and shivered all over. He woke up from the stimulation.

The one-eyed man held up his tattered collar and said impatiently, “Boy, while I still have patience, tell me who you are.”

This “little brat” was Ji Fan. He looked confused and his eyes were in chaos. He asked: “Have I reached the fairy mountain… Are you a fairy?”

The one-eyed dragon sneered and threw him to the ground: “Another idiot who was fooled by rumors and came to Yunbai Mountain to seek immortality.”

“I’ve been here for half a year, and I haven’t seen a single hair of an immortal. A poor guy like you has seen quite a few.”

The one-eyed dragon crushed his face with his foot, “Boy, why did you go up the mountain alone? Did all your family members die? It seems like you can’t squeeze anything out of it.”

“Immortal,” Ji Fan’s face wrinkled in pain, and he raised his hand with difficulty, “I want to see the immortal, let me see the immortal…”

The one-eyed man raised his eyebrows at the bald man and said, “I’ll leave it to you. Search this kid to find something on him, and deal with the rest somewhere else. Don’t get in our way.”

The bald younger brother picked him up, turned over his collar pockets and package, and found only a few tattered linen clothes stained with blood, two pairs of worn-out shoes, and a broken wooden kettle.

“Damn, it’s bad luck. This guy is smelly and sour, and he doesn’t have anything useful to offer.”

The one-eyed dragon said impatiently: “Then stop talking nonsense and get rid of him quickly. Don’t let the master pollute his eyes when he comes back. If that happens, it will be hard for both you and me.”

The bald man grabbed his neck and lifted him aside as he usually would a dead dog.

Ji Fan, who was hanging, had numb eyes and was muttering to himself.

But the bald guy didn’t walk far before he heard a hoarse dog barking behind him.

“Woof——” The half-dead, lame yellow dog limped after him.

Its yellow hair stood up, and it was staring at him angrily and howling at him.

The bald guy looked at the skinny, crippled dog and just found it funny.

He sneered and said, “I’ve grown tired of eating wolf meat these days, so it would be nice to switch to some dog meat.”

The lame dog pounced on him and bit his heel hard.

The bald man gritted his teeth in pain and looked at the yellow dog with a ferocious expression: “You dog, are you looking for death?”

He swung out his other foot and kicked the yellow dog away.

The yellow dog let out a painful howl, its body rolled several times on the ground, blood oozing from its mouth and nose.

But it still supported its skinny body, swaying and struggling to stand up again.

The lame dog’s swaying figure fell into the boy’s eyes, and he began to come back to his senses from his numbness.

The bald man looked at the wounds he had been bitten by, and his face became increasingly hideous.

The boy trembled and uttered a weak cry: “Dagan, run!”

“So this is the dog you raised?” The bald man seemed to realize something. He gave the boy a cruel smile and said, “Then you’ll see how I cook it.”

The bald man lifted Ji Fan up. He patted the boy’s face and said provocatively, “Want to save your master? Come on, come on!”

The boy said in a hoarse voice: “Go away, leave me alone.”

The lame dog, who had been obedient to the boy all the way, did not listen to him this time.

It stared at the big bald head closely. Even though it was trembling all over and it was trying its best to hold on to its limbs, it still pounced over.

The big bald man grinned, revealing a row of uneven teeth. He raised his leg roughly and kicked the powerless lame dog.

It let out a wail and was kicked to the ground once again. It trembled all over and blood began to seep out of its torso.

“Can you still stand up this time?” The big bald man laughed grimly, “You can’t stand up now.”

He sneered and kicked the lame dog again and again, as it was no longer able to resist.

The big orange let out a series of shrill howls, and with a dull sound, its head drooped completely and remained motionless.

Ji Fan’s mouth opened slightly. He wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

Waves of tremors spread throughout his body, and his heart, which he thought had been numb, felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was clear.

Those scenes emerged in his mind, the cold night when he and Dagan snuggled together in the cold wind, and the early morning when Dagan licked his face to wake him up.

His face was pale, his lips were trembling, tears welled up from his eyes, and he stretched out his hand with all his strength, but he couldn’t reach it.

The big bald man patted his face and said, “Your dog bit me and it hurts a lot.”

The bald man laughed: “Although you don’t look like you have much meat on your body, I can boil some water and cook a bowl of dog soup. Do you want some?”

The boy clenched his knuckles until they turned white, and gritted his teeth and said, “You deserve to die!”

The bald man felt his anger, so he smiled and slapped him.

“What are you talking about, kid?”

“You deserve to die!”

Pa, pa, two more slaps landed on Ji Fan’s face, and his face, which was already scratched by thorns, became red and swollen.

“I can’t hear you clearly, can you please say it again?”

“die!”

The bald guy laughed out loud. He clenched his fists and gathered his strength, ready to give this ignorant boy a big “reward”.

That voice appeared again, and the gears of time seemed to be stuck, and the world was frozen.

Are you angry?

His teeth were almost broken.

Why? Is it because of loss? Can’t stop the other person’s anger?

His knuckles were white and trembling.

Or are you angry at yourself? You are too weak, angry at yourself for not being able to change anything.

His heart was beating wildly.

What do you want to change? What else can you give up?

Fire burned in his eyes.

Anything goes.

The next moment.

Ji Fan’s anger and unwillingness suddenly disappeared, as if he had a new soul. “He” looked at the big bald head with an empty and indifferent expression.

The gears of time began to turn again.

Just as the bald guy’s fist was about to land on “his” face.

He said, “Die.”

The bald man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a huge and terrifying pressure descended upon him, as if an endless abyss of hell was swallowing him up.

His expression became distorted and terrifying, as if he was caught in a raging tide, an invisible force that was about to tear his world to pieces.