In fact, Wang Jian has a strong sense of self-esteem. His personality is like this. Because of his self-esteem, he knows how to endure and struggle. Because of his self-esteem, he infinitely amplifies his inferiority complex at this moment.

In the past, Wang Jian used his arrogance to conceal his inferiority and worked tirelessly to make up for his family's bad background. Over the years, he has been wrapping himself up and struggling silently. This incident trampled his self-esteem on the ground ruthlessly. After years of persistence, he collapsed in an instant.

Wang Jian was almost demented, his heart was empty, grievance, resentment, and helplessness lingered in his heart. He almost turned into a walking corpse, walked out of the school gate in a daze, walked along the road, and walked out of the river city at midnight, walked into the wilderness in a daze, crossed a hill, and came to the cliff by the river.

Thinking of the previous scene, Wang Jian felt depressed and stood on the cliff by the river and looked at the surging river.

"If you jump down, all the troubles in life will be gone; if you jump down, all the humiliation will disappear; if you jump down, life will be transcendent, jump down, jump down."

A sound seemed to seep into Wang Jian's mind, making Wang Jian walk towards the river water below the cliff in a daze.

But the scene of parents raising themselves and their sister with great difficulty instantly rushed into their minds. They were shocked and wanted to take back their feet. But at this moment, a cold wind whirled from behind, instantly swaying Wang Jian's body forward, and Wang Jian plunged into the torrent.

"I can't die, I can't die. I'm dead, what should my parents do? My sister has dropped out of school for my studies and is at home. Who can I deserve if I die?" The moment Wang Jian plunged into the river, he was instantly excited and woke up. He struggled hard and floated quickly.

After all, he worked since childhood, was strong and good at swimming. Now the river water is not in a hurry. He struggled to take off his clothes and swam towards the river bank with his hands. He was about to reach the shore, but at this moment, he suddenly felt his ankle being caught and pulled him into the river water tightly. Zhang Jian struggled to break free, but he sinks more and more, and was quickly swept into the bottom of the river by the torrent.

"Ah!" A feeling of frustration, resentment, and helplessness turned into shocking resentment and rushed into my mind. As the river water poured into my mouth and nose, cold deaths followed one after another, and Wang Jian gradually lost consciousness.

It seemed like a moment, and after hundreds of years, Wang Jian found that he had become lighter. He subconsciously lowered his head and found a white palm holding his ankle and looking down along his palm. A face was distorted and the blue man was staring at him droolingly. It was he who grabbed him.

"Let me go!" Wang Jian roared, but then he fell into darkness.

"Ahem!" Wang Jian woke up leisurely and immediately spat out a mouthful of sewage.

I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying on a huge rock by the river, with a large stall of sewage flowing in front of me. The food at noon mixed with the river water flowing all over the ground.

"Yeah, I'm awake!" A scattered voice rang out.

Wang Jian turned his head and saw a man in his fifties sitting leisurely on the stone beside him. He was wearing a sloppy old suit, with messy hair and stubble face, like a garbage picker.

"I'm dead, are you a ghost?"

"Bastard, I'm living a good life!"

"Am I not dead?" Wang Jian was shocked and said in surprise: "I don't want to die, nor do I want to jump into the river!"

"If you don't want to jump into the river, how could you be enchanted by ghosts? Will you drag you down? If I hadn't happened to pass by here, you might have become a ghost. However, you have died once. As the saying goes, you will be born in death and you will have great blessings afterwards." The man said leisurely.

"There are no ghosts in the world!" Wang Jian muttered.

"Of course there are ghosts in the world, but you can't see them." This man looked at the rolling river and said leisurely.

Wang Jian curled his lips and made him, a college student, believe that there are ghosts in the world, and it would be better to say that a rooster can lay eggs.

"Boy, let you see it!" The old man saw that Wang Jian didn't believe it, and smiled coldly, stood up and stepped directly into the river. He did not sink and walked through the waves.

"Ahem, the iron palm floats on the water. I know, Mr. Jin Yong taught you that he has laid a wooden stake in the river." Wang Jian almost laughed. Who could he deceive?

After experiencing life and death, Wang Jian's personality was unconsciously let go, and seemed to have become much more cheerful. The previous humiliation scene had faded a lot, and his personality was much more free and easy, unlike before, who always "hide" himself.

"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly, his body suddenly accelerated, and instantly climbed the cliff next to the huge rock and rushed up. At least a hundred meters of sprinting speed, he turned over and floated down after reaching a twenty-meter-high cliff.

"Boy, is this from Jin Yong's sect?" The man walked to Wang Jian and snorted coldly.

"Well!" Wang Jian's eyes widened, there was no steel cable hanging on it, and he could fly around the cliff and walk around the wall. This was beyond Wang Jian's cognition and did not conform to the laws of physics.

"Boy, I have limited time, so I'm going to tell you a short story. The reason I saved you is because you meet my standards for accepting disciples. Well, don't lie on it. I have sorted out the meridians for you. Now you are many times stronger than before. I'm here to kowtow three times, and you are my registered disciple."

"Why did you accept me as your disciple?" Wang Jian asked weakly. The things tonight were strange everywhere. Wang Jian was not even sure whether the person in front of him was a human or a ghost, so he couldn't help but ask softly.

This person pointed Wang Jian's head with his finger and said, "Because you died once before, your mental power has increased greatly in the absence of action and your soul has been strengthened a lot. Or your resentment and obsession have further stimulated the vitality of your brain, and you have reached the standard of our practice of thinking and meditation."

"Think and think! Are you a god?" Wang Jian stood there for a moment.

"Wrong. I am a monk. Some people call us psychics, mages, etc. Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get a master! Otherwise, I will throw you into the river and save my time." The man waved his hand and said.

"Master!" Wang Jian bowed three heads respectfully. Without saying anything else, this person saved his life, which made Wang Jian extremely grateful. It was the right thing to kowtow.

"Okay, go to the Violet Hotel to find Tian Wen." After the man said that, he turned around and stepped onto the river and galloped away.

"Master, what's your name? What's your business at the Violet Hotel?" Wang Jian said loudly, "Will people recognize themselves if they say nothing?

"Oh, forgot!" The man seemed to remember something, took out a wooden sign from his waist and threw it over, and landed it steadily at Wang Jian's feet. Wang Jian picked it up and saw that he didn't know what kind of wood it was made of. On one side was a gossip pattern and on the other side was a human-shaped pattern, which was simple and mysterious.

"Wow!" Wang Jian pinched himself hard, and the stimulation of the pain made him sure that this was not a dream.

Wang Jian decided not to go back to Cangda for now. Although Wang Jian had already abandoned part of his previous humiliation after experiencing life and death, he, who has always had a strong sense of self-esteem, has become a laughing stock in Cangda.

Previously, Wang Jian's image was a top student who was peaceful and hardworking. After all this, he was destroyed. Many people were even more willing to take advantage of the situation. They really didn't want to face those ridiculous faces.

Therefore, Wang Jian decided to go to the Violet Hotel to look for Tian Wen first; after searching through his mobile phone, he found that there were more than a dozen Violet Hotels in Jiangcheng, and they were all five-star hotels.

This made Wang Jian not know which house to go to search for, and he secretly blamed his master in his heart.

There was no choice but to ask one by one, but the front desk waiter didn't know about Tian Wen at all.
Chapter completed!