Death Judge Of Fighting Fish

Chapter 2085 The Real Punishment

Why? Why did he become like this?

Hasn’t he already made compensation?

How far does the death judge need him to let him go?

Why can’t you let him go?

Just as Lin Zhaoxi felt sorry for herself, the man with the big knife said to the man in the suit and sunglasses:

“This scarecrow is not bad, can you lend it back to practice your hands?”

“You don’t know how to find someone to make a scarecrow. You are still thinking about me here!”

The person wearing sunglasses said impatiently, “Take it away, Laozi doesn’t bother to ink with you, wasting my time.”

No, I don’t want to go! ! !

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

He himself is actually the scarecrow in their discussion.

The scarecrow that can’t move, can’t talk, can burn in a fire, and then turn into ashes.

And according to their conversation, he will not be any better for the rest of his life.

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

A feeling of despair spread in his heart.

Not reconciled, really not reconciled, he is obviously a big living person, how could he become a scarecrow.

Moreover, this is not the point, the most important thing is that he may be abused.

Lin Zhaoxi’s idea was not wrong. After he was brought back, he became the most popular practice object.

According to the conclusion of others: “It feels very real to use this scarecrow.”

They didn’t know that this so-called scarecrow was indeed made by a real person.

Lin Zhaoxi retained the human perception of pain, but his appearance was turned into a scarecrow.

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

How does it feel to be chopped down every moment and every day?

At first, Lin Zhaoxi was extreme and angry. He would yell, howl, and cry.

But it was useless, no one could hear his voice.

When he got to the back, he suddenly realized that no matter what he thought, it was useless.

He simply didn’t want to think about anything, he could only endure the pain.

There is no way, can’t move, can’t talk, can only stand like this.

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

It seems that today is the day of the practice match. People are training 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 writer and chat, but the days of being a scarecrow were so boring, and he was going crazy with boring.

In order to be able to live on, so as not to endure the boundless loneliness, he had to be patient and listen to those people chatting.

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

He was a little weird, but he was relieved soon, who is fine to beat people every day, not tired.

It’s fine if no one comes.

But when there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly stopped thinking about it.

What are you doing over there, I really want to see it. . . . .

But how do you go to see it?

He is just a scarecrow, an immobile scarecrow, a ridiculously poor existence.

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

He waited until the evening, and no one came back.

He waited again. This time he waited for three days. After three days, it rained. The rain was so heavy that it washed the muddy water mixed with feces on the distant land.

Flowing to the ground on the soles of Lin Zhaoxi’s feet, the addiction to cleanliness made Lin Zhaoxi thunderous:

“Don’t come, don’t come!”

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 has given him, he can only accept it.

Long later, Lin Zhaoxi was still waiting.

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

He is still a scarecrow, can’t move, can only wait.

In the long days, a bird stopped on his shoulder, and a bug began to bite and erode his flesh and blood.

In the last, a thunderstorm, a sky thunder smashed from the sky.

I ignited this scarecrow, who had lost his original appearance, and burned him to ashes.

Before everything was over, Lin Zhaoxi rejoiced in her heart:

All this is finally over.

He closed his eyes, thinking he had been punished.

Thought that the loneliness that has been around the clock is finally coming to an end.

But what he didn’t expect was that he opened his eyes again, and this time, he became a tree.

Ah, this is truly unprecedented progress, at least he doesn’t need to be a dead thing anymore.

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

He suddenly thought that even a tree is a good thing, he can live forever.

It’s just a bit lonely.

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

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

He tried to speak, and his voice would turn into a rustling sound, he thought, that should be the sound of the tree.

As the days passed, there seemed to be a deep mountain here, and no one had ever come in since Lin Zhaoxi consciously.

Lin Zhaoxi experienced sprouting and falling leaves, and his whole body was itchy when sprouting in spring.

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

Little things that are not worth mentioning in the human perspective have now become things that he must experience personally.

It also became pain that he could not imagine.

He didn’t understand why it was so painful.

But these pains will not disappear just because he wants to understand or doesn’t.

Suddenly Lin Zhaoxi didn’t like immortality anymore.

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

Although the fire also made him very painful, although it burned all his bones and muscles.

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