Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood english

An oil lamp in Luo's cellar has quietly lit up. Juvenile Luo Zheng covers the majority of the light of the oil lamp, sitting at the table and quietly drawing out a dilapidated line of books.

Luo Zheng has just turned seventeen this year, his body is thin and thin, and he can't talk about handsomeness, but he has a soft temperament, especially a pair of eyes that are very god-like. Even under the dimly lit fire lamp, the eyes are also alive. Hui.

"It took me a month to read this "On the Constitution of Heaven". The reason is good, but the only words of 'reporting with morality' can't be the same!" Luo Zheng whispered softly. With the big lamp flame of the Bean Ding, the face showed a sad look: "If it is not the father's heart, believe these four words, my long room will not fall to such a fate, my father will not die... ..."

After thinking for a long time, suddenly there was a sound of unlocking at the door of the cellar. Luo Zheng suddenly swept away the sad look in his eyes and replaced it with the firmness of his face. At the same time, he quickly extinguished the oil lamp and then buried the worn quilt. I am on my own.

The lock of the cellar was opened, and a few footsteps were from far and near. The headed one came forward and stepped on the bed of Luo Zheng. He shouted at the pointed voice: "Still still sleeping? Give Laozi up, still fucking. I thought I was the young master of Luojia?"