When the sun is rising, the sky is faint, everything is silent, and the white mist is shrouded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a few moments, the morning light lit up from the east, jumped over the towering Tianyin Mountain Range, and emitted a thousand feet of white light through the white mist, awakening the vitality of all things.

At the foot of Tianyin Mountain, Tianyin City, because it is backed by Tianyin Mountain, so it gets this name, less than 800 miles away from here, there is a small town, the name is: Qingniu Town.

It's autumn, everything is bleak, the sky and the earth are dark, and occasionally a gust of cold wind blows, but this still hasn't changed the slightly lively market in Qingniu Town, with countless pedestrians coming and going, all kinds of commercial goods dazzling, and the sound of selling one after another.

However, today, the door of the only pork shop in Qingniu Town is closed, looking at the dense traces on the meat table, fragments, it seems that you can imagine the appearance of the butcher slashing on it with a knife, each trace represents the annual rings of the years, and you can faintly see the age of this meat table.

Presumably, there must have been countless people who had cut meat on this meat table in the wind and rain, and the faint blood stains exuded a slight smell of blood, and then became a little enchanting, accompanied by the breeze blowing, diffusing in the air.

Inside this pork shop, there is a small yard, there is a "rustle" sound, a freshly slaughtered fat pig is hanging on the beam, the eyes are abruptly white, drooping two fat ears, showing its fate as a pig.

Drops of blood dripped down the ground with a "thump" sound, and flowed down the bluestone paved ground to a huge stone mill.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was holding a pig-killing knife and gently grinding it on the huge grinding plate, although the pig-killing knife was already very sharp, a little shiny, and emitted a white silver light, but he didn't find any signs of the boy to stop.

The face is heavy, there is a faint bit of blood on the face, not delicate, and it feels a little ugly when you look closely, but the eyes are so sharp, resolute, and covered with dense bloodshots, it seems that you haven't closed your eyes all night.

The thin body was as immobile as a mountain, but his whole body exuded a faint momentum that did not match his age, more like an anger, and a smell of blood permeated his body, which should have accumulated after a long time of killing pigs.

Not far away there are eight boxes of gifts, each box is wrapped in red paper, so eye-catching, and a little dazzling, and the surrounding tile house is very incompatible, the box is pasted in the middle of a "Xi" word, quietly placed in the middle of the courtyard,

The boy's name is Hua Tiandu.

It seems a bit too modest for a pig killer to choose such a name, but it was not given by the boy's parents, but by his parents for two taels of silver for a fortune teller not far from the street.

The Hua family has been killing pigs for a living for generations, and the family has a lot of money, and parents should think that their children can have a good place to go in the future.

Therefore, when he was four years old, he invited a teaching student to teach him to read and write, and his father had a friend who knew how to punch and kick, so Tiandu began to follow him to practice boxing and kicking at the age of four.

In this small youth town, there are not many people who can read and write, and it is even more difficult to find a teaching student.

This came and went, Tiandu did not learn a few, but learned the fortune teller's style, as soon as he saw an acquaintance, his eyes were slightly closed, his right hand was slightly raised and stroked the chin that did not have a beard, and he wanted to give someone a hexagram, for which the teaching student did not teach him less.

Although this fortune-telling student does not have much pen and ink in his chest, he has quite a lot of practice for this talisman, and I heard that it is inherited from the ancient "Wong Tai Sin", and there is a "Five Elements Talisman" in his hand, which is said to be the guy he eats.

Although this fortune teller claims to be a "god operator", he has never calculated anything correctly, but has left a name of a god stick in the eyes of the people.

However, he is also the most learned person in this Qingniu Town, and legend has it that he was a staff officer in the army when he was young, and then he inadvertently got the "Five Elements Talisman" before he changed his career to become a fortune teller.

Although this Qingniu Town is small, there is no shortage of dignitaries and nobles, many rich people spend dozens of taels of silver to invite them to teach at home, but they are all rejected, but they are interested in the Hua family of two taels of silver a month, many people are puzzled, even Hua Tiandu's parents do not think so, the truth of this, I am afraid that Hua Tiandu's child's qualifications.

This fortune teller stayed in Qingniu Town for three years, and then disappeared, but he taught all the talismans he had learned to Hua Tiandu.

Although Hua Tiandu remembered all the various patterns in his heart, he had no practical use.

This 'god operator' has never calculated anything right for the people in his life, but he has calculated two things correctly, the first is to take the name Hua Tiandu.

The second is to calculate the fate of the Hua family.

The Hua family is also a little famous in this Qingniu Town, this pig killing business is passed down from the ancestors, but the Hua family seems to have been cursed, each generation can not live to be forty years old, Hua Tiandu's father was a vigorous tiger before the age of forty, fat and thick man, but just reached the age of forty and died of a serious illness, and his wife, that is, Hua Tiandu's mother followed within a few years.

And Hua Tiandu's father's father died before he even lived to be forty years old.

This has always been a legend in Qingniu Town, in the eyes of the people, the Hua family is offended by the gods, this curse is the punishment of the gods to the Hua family, but in the words of the fortune teller, it is the Hua family generations to kill pigs for a living, the killing is too heavy, so the family can not live long, as long as you give up the pig killing business, do more good deeds, accumulate virtue, this curse will not be dissolved.

Since Hua Tiandu's father died, this pig-killing business should be inherited by Hua Tiandu, who was only twelve years old at the time.

Not to mention, this Hua family seems to have been born to kill pigs, although Hua Tiandu is only twelve years old, but killing pigs is presentable, not ambiguous at all, even a few twenty-three-year-old men are not as good as him, it is really sighing, just support this Hua family, continue to do this pig killing business.

However, today, Hua Tiandu sharpened his knife not to kill pigs, but to kill a person, to kill a person he hates the most now.

The Hua family is thin, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been passed down to Hua Tiandu, and there is a sister who is two years younger than himself-Hua Yunxue, and this name is naturally given by the fortune teller who is a little learned.

The brother and sister depend on each other for their lives, and they live by killing pigs in Huatiandu, and their lives are good.

Although this Hua Yunxue was born in a family of pig killers, it is the same name, born beautiful, light and smart, like the clouds in the sky, white and flawless, without a trace of flaws, and like the snow that fell in the nine days.

If it was in the past, the Hua family's reputation in Qingniu Town was very big, and its ancestors had been killing pigs for a living, and they were used to seeing blood, but they dared to kill people.

His father, Hua Taishan, once hacked to death a tiger descending from the mountain, and his reputation was prominent, and no one in this Qingniu Town dared to offend the Hua family, let alone bully the Hua family.

However, since Hua Taishan's death, although the two children have not suffered much, no one has taken them seriously.

Usually called the meat always like to be greedy for a little cheap in Hua Tiandu's hands, this is nothing, Hua Tiandu thinks he is stupid, and he turns a blind eye and passes.

However, there are countless people in this Qingniu town who are worried about Yunxue's appearance, from small ruffians to rich officials and nobles, and there are countless young talents who have come to the Hua family to propose marriage, and all of them have been swept away by Huatian.

But just yesterday, when Yunxue went out to buy something, she was robbed by the youngest son of the Zhang family in the east of the town, this Zhang family is a famous local landlord, and there are countless land and real estate in his family, and there are more than ten evil slaves in idleness.

The old man of the Zhang family was not a good bird when he was young, he always liked to touch flowers and grass, looking for flowers and willows, which can be described as notorious, and raising three sons is not a good thing, one is more vicious than the other.

This makes there always be a saying in Qingniu Town, "Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and mice give birth to holes", but he loves this little son and obeys him in every way.

I heard from the people that this little son was born to Master Zhang's favorite aunt, so he was a little more preferred.

Hua Tiandu had heard of Master Zhang's evil deeds when he was young, but this old guy has grown a little older and has stopped a lot.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for Zhang Biao, the youngest son of the Zhang family, to be added, and he became even more infamous in this Qingniu Town, relying on some money in the family, followed by more than a dozen evil slaves, often bullying men and women, disturbing the peace of the market.

However, with Master Zhang as his backer, the people dare not speak out, so they can only do whatever they want.

This Zhang Biao has long coveted Yunxue's beauty, and he has been swept out by Hua Tian several times, although he has eaten a few closed-door soups, he still has no heart to give up, and now he has done this thing of robbing people's daughters.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, since the founding of the country, the law is prosperous, and the criminal law is strict, but these are just for those big cities, in this small Qingniu Town, the rich and powerful can run rampant, how can there be any law at all, even if you kill someone, no one will embarrass you, of course, this requires you to have a strong enough backer.

From early morning to the evening, Hua Tian did not stop at all, the pig-killing knife in his hand has been grinding on the grinding plate, this pig-killing knife is handed down by the ancestors of the Hua family, two feet six minutes long, one inch wide, the tip of the knife is very sharp and sharp, every time the pig is killed, it is a knife that directly pierces the pig's heart.

The accumulation of years and months, I don't know how many pigs' lives have been stained with this pig-killing knife, and legend has it that Hua Taishan also used this pig-killing knife to cut off the head of the tiger that went down the mountain when he was young.

The night slowly darkened, and the shouting and shouting of the entire market began to stop, but it was the sound of gongs and drums, and tonight was the day when Zhang Biao, the third young master of the Zhang family, married Hua Yunxue of the Hua family.

With the prestige of the Zhang family, the wedding was naturally very lively, and most of the people in Qingniu Town were invited, and the long lamp illuminated a long street.

"Knock knock", there was a knock at the door.

Hua Tiandu didn't pay attention to it, still sharpening the pig-killing knife in his hand.

The knock on the door lasted for a long time, and then the door was pushed open with a "Zhiyou" sound.

"Oops, it turns out that this door is not locked, so I have been knocking for so long."