The weather was surprisingly hot and muggy, and the warm wind was like the dead air of a deceased person, lined up one by one on Shili Street.

Shili Street, which was full of hundreds of people, was slaughtered overnight, and there was blood all over the place. On the road leading from Shili Street to Ximen County, the corpses were scattered and scattered.

There were no cries, no shouts, only numb and lonely looks, and dry howls from time to time.

Shili Street, which was once simple and noisy and full of joy, is gone.

No one knows how this group of countrymen living in a simple environment faced this sudden death.

Mo Xiaohe lies on the road to Ximen County, by the Ximen River. He had no shoes, his clothes were in tatters, and his hair was scattered in the grass.

Mo Xiaohe's cheeks and tattered clothes were covered with dried blood, and a cut was made on his sturdy left shoulder, revealing the black flesh and bones inside, as well as the biting ants.

He didn't wash it, and it didn't seem like the wounds on his body were hurting him...... In this way, he spread his limbs and lay flat as if he were sleeping, and the only clear eye on his body stared at the sun in the world, and he was stunned.

Looks tired, unhungry.

I vaguely remember the fourteen years, the sunrise and sunset, the cold moon rose and went east, Shili Street was full of dragons and tigers day and night, laughing and scolding, and the population was prosperous.

And in the forest sea by the Ximen River, there is often an old and a young, the small one hunts and roasts the fire, and the old one only eats.

"Uncle Ying, you have been to the Sioux in the southeast, have you ever seen the sea?"

"That's for sure. The sea stretches as far as the eye can see, connecting with the sky. ”

"Oh, that's amazing. The first time I saw the sea, this scene was magnificent. You're jumping with excitement, aren't you?"

The old man leaned against the trunk of the tree, one foot bent and the other straight, like a four-year-old child, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, as if countless memories of nothing great came to his heart, "Excitement is excitement, but jumping is not enough, because what I expected was completely right." ”

"Uncle, what did you expect?"

"This sea, there is so much water. ”

"Xiaohezi, you may not believe it, uncle, I was also suave when I was young, and there is a woman who has never forgotten me. ”

"Which woman, do you have a name?"

The old man who didn't wear shoes would always have a straight neck and glaring eyes, "At that time, I loved him so much that I forgot to write down my name."

It's just that I never forget what she said to me before leaving, and she won't forget me if she is a ghost. ”

"Uncle Ying, it's not too late for this weather, can't you tell more stories?"

The old man has not changed his fan for ten thousand years, "Xiaohezi, how can there be a banquet in this world." But if you roast another chicken, I can eat more. ”

"Uncle Ying, you sit at the door of your house every day and fan your fan, don't you get tired of watching the wind and the moon?"

The old man sneered, "Nonsense." I'm just looking to see which old bitch has a rounder ass, which isn't boring. ”

Mo Xiaohe didn't think about the arrested Zhang Ze and his father, as well as the slaughtered villagers, and he didn't miss the dead Uncle Ying.

However, Uncle Ying was old and strong until the scene of the hero's twilight, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a sharp knife straight into the heart, and like countless snakes and insects tearing his chest, the pain was unbearable.

Is it all because of yourself?

After tears accidentally leaked out, Mo Xiaohe suddenly got up.

He dragged his wounded left shoulder with his right hand, and with his left hand he clutched the sword that had lost his mind on the ground, and his eyes looked at the endless road, not daring to turn back, and staggering forward.

......

Hanoi County, the hinterland of Great Xia, under the jurisdiction of Ximen County, in front of a mansion.

There are two large stone lions in front of the mansion, and the gate is open, revealing only a landscape screen. The walls of the mansion are extremely high, about three meters, carved beams and painted buildings, and there is a magnificent style of its own.

In the deep bustle of the mansion, the courtyard is like a market, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, and quarrels and bargains come and go. Some children gathered in front of the mansion to watch and comment, and even some of the vendors and passers-by were busy looking around, but none dared to step forward.

It's not about how nice the mansion is. Rather, there was a man standing in the middle of the mansion, a motionless man.

The person standing is an old shrimp.

Don't eat or drink, let the rain and wind blow, the sun and the moon sprinkle, the old shrimp has been standing in front of this mansion for more than a night.

Even if he has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, the tendons and flesh on the old shrimp's body have been relaxed, but under the motionlessness of the night, a pair of yellowed old eyes above his black face and under the broken eyebrows are half-unblinking, as if he is full of spirit and anger, and he does not dare to approach people within ten steps.

After a long time, a housekeeper ushered the shrimp into the lobby.

In the center of the lobby, a middle-aged man with a bald head crowded his body into the Taishi chair. This bald and fat man is the richest boss in Ximen County, surnamed Fu, the name boss, and the world calls him Boss Fu. In front of him were five big men.

The five big men were as tall as the old shrimp, standing upright, their eyes looking straight ahead, but they could not find the focus of their eyes, and their eyes were as lonely and dry as those of the dead.

Lao Shrimp believed that it was a thug hired by Boss Fu from the Machine Spirit Country. There are five countries in the true realm, the snow tribe in the northwest is full of snow, the endless desert in the northeast, the sheng tribe in the endless deep forest in the southwest, and the Su tribe in the southeast water town, only the Zhongzhou Daxia Dynasty is the largest, covering an area more than twice that of the other four countries, and the soil is fertile.

However, there is still one country that is independent of the five countries, and the area is more than twice that of Great Xia, and this is the Instrument Spirit Country. The Instrument Spirit Kingdom is located in the westernmost part of the True Realm, bordered by Great Xia to the east, the Snow Tribes in the northwest to the north, and Dasheng in the southwest to the south.

The Nation of the Instrument Spirit is a cursed land where the natives live indefinitely, and the natives of this land can sacrifice each other as slaves, and the slaves will obey their masters for the rest of their lives, and they will die without fear.

The one who slaughtered the residents of Shili Street last night was probably also hired by Qian Lai and Qian Yan from the Instrument Spirit Country. But the servants hired by the two brothers did not see the light of day. The Great Xia Law is like iron, once he joins the army, he and his immediate family members are not allowed to hire servants of the Instrument Spirit Country, this is where the Qian family is not as good as the boss.

Boss Fu was protected by five big men, rich and lazy, just squinting and drinking tea, not looking at the old shrimp in front of him, and talking to himself, "The world says that drinking one cup of tea is a taste, two cups are drink, and three cups are dirty idiots who eat and drink nonsense." I've had five drinks here, so everyone else calls me fat. ”

Lao Shrimp glanced at a gray-haired middle-aged and elderly man standing next to Boss Fu, this person's surname is Chen, nicknamed Lao Liu, more than ten years ago, together with Qiao Long and Lao Shrimp, they are all confidant brothers. Qiao Long is not here now, maybe he is also self-reliant or retired like himself.

The gray-haired Chen Lao Liu glanced at the old shrimp, and the latter replied calmly, "Boss Fu said that he laughed, the world doesn't dare to call you a fat sea." ”

"I heard that you have been imprisoned in the prison of Shili Town for ten years, and I have not found time to see you in the past ten years. Business is busy, and you stand in front of the mansion all night without eating or drinking. ”

Boss Fu, who claimed to be a fat sea, dispersed the big men surrounding him, disdainful of the old shrimp's half-respectful words, and smiled, "Old shrimp." Do you hate me?"