Peerless Taoist

Looking around, he was in a county office. In the distance, an official was furiously staring at him.    

"Little thief, let me ask you, where did you steal this thing from?" The official fiercely stared at him.    

Lu Yu saw an exquisite luminous pearl appear in the official's hand.    

He did not recognize this thing. It was obvious that someone was framing him.    

First, Old Zhang's head was dead, and then he was suddenly caught here. Currently, Lu Yu's brain was still in a state of stagnation.    

"I didn't steal this." Lu Yu said coldly.    

"How dare you not admit it? It seems like you have a tough mouth. Hit him!" The official raised his eyebrows and snapped!    

A few officers beside him immediately stepped forward and punched and kicked Lu Yu.    

They were merely ordinary Houtian martial masters.    

If Lu Yu's real body was here, he would have killed them with just a single word.    

However, in this illusory realm, Lu Yu's physical body and magic power didn't completely descend here. It was just a simple will, and only the physical body of a teenage child.    

Such a body couldn't withstand such a beating.    

Very quickly, Lu Yu curled up on the ground, on the verge of death.    

He was already extremely weak to begin with. He did not get enough rest, and coupled with his hunger, he was already on the verge of death.    

In addition to this kind of beating, it made the injuries on Lu Yu's body even worse.    

Lu Yu was about to die. His eyes were pitch black.    

Vaguely, he saw the official beside him, and the sneer in his eyes. At this moment, he immediately understood something.    

This officer was forcing the charges onto him.    

To the other officials, it was merely the death of a little beggar. They could not stir up any waves at all.    

He was just a scapegoat.    

Lu Yu was powerless to resist. He was directly dragged up by the official and thrown into the Death Prison.    

From the beginning to the end, Lu Yu was only passively lifted up and dragged into the dark and damp cell.    

Three days later, Lu Yu was sent to the front door of the market and beheaded to show the public.    

Fresh blood splattered all over the ground, and for a moment, a thick smell of blood filled the air.    

Lu Yu felt a burst of intense pain, and then he lost consciousness.    

When he came back to his senses again, there was still the sound of rain outside!    

"It's raining heavily outside the city again. I heard that the crops have been flooded, and many refugees have fled to the city..."    

The same conversation continued, and the group of beggars outside walked in again.    

Lu Yu suddenly woke up. He realized that this level was most likely testing a mystic realm that kept repeating itself.    

He got up and walked out.    

"What's wrong? You're not eating anymore?" Zhu Zi looked at Lu Yu.    

Lu Yu said, "I remember that Manager Dong still has some money that he did not pay me. I will go and find him."    

"How much money do you have? Will Manager Dong owe you money?" Zhu Zi sized Lu Yu up and down, and a hint of disdain flashed across his eyes.    

"Forget it, Brother Zhu Zi. Don't worry about him. It's good that he doesn't eat. There's still some food left." A beggar persuaded.    

The Beggar Gang was just a community of interests, all they talked about were benefits, there was no emotion in them at all.    

If someone died, they would be very happy, because there was one less person to split the food.    

Lu Yu glanced at the beggars. He did not walk through the main door, but directly flipped over the wall.