If you ask who is in charge of the world, the ten halls of Yama are stained with blood.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the fairy world once again proclaimed itself, disturbing the luck of the Three Realms, the demons of the underworld came to the earthly world, and the demons and monsters wreaked havoc on the world, so that the lives were ruined.

Heroes emerge in troubled times, the iron laws of the ancients, and Zhu Chongba is the final winner among the countless heroes.

Zhu Chongba's family was poor, he begged for food, worked as a monk, ate tree bark, and gnawed white bones, and it was this experience that created his unbeatable achievements. Ying Tianfu called the emperor, the country name Daming, and later the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Chongba was able to ascend to the throne for many reasons, and the most important thing is the battle of luck. Emperor madness is the basis for Zhu Chong's eight luck disputes.

Sword seal Huangquan hundred ghosts cold,

Roaring up to the sky, the gate of heaven is closed.

When the next year comes,

How dare Yama come to the world.

The Emperor's Crazy Sword sealed the ghost gate, only looking up to the sky and roaring, and the entire heavenly court retreated, and since then the Three Realms have returned to the cycle again, and the world has reappeared peaceful.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court was decaying, war and famine were raging, the immortals were not worshipped and did not come to the dust, the demon disaster reappeared in the world, and the world was hidden in the chaos again.

In this chaotic situation, if you want to say which place is Taoyuan Wonderland, it must be Nafengling Village.

In Fengling Village.

The old man in his old age was lying on a small wooden bench, the lame side of the Qinghe River was slowly flowing, the spring butterflies of the mountains under the sunset were surrounding, and they fell on his white hair, I don't know how long he sat there, as if he was sitting here at noon, and the dusk of the sky swept over the other side of the mountain with his weak eyes, and he did not feel bored.

"Master Jiang. The chubby five-year-old man fluttered over and swept away the yellow butterfly from the old man's forehead.

His face, which had been buffed by the wind and frost years like the bark of an old tree, showed a kind color, and his dry palm rubbed it on the melon on the fat boy's head.

"Master Jiang, the wind is blowing, you can go back. The fat boy didn't understand why Mrs. Jiang would come to sit every day, muttered, and continued to chase the yellow butterfly.

Maybe it's because of old age, all you can see is memories, and what you think in your heart is the past.

He thought about the leg that was eaten by the bear demon, he thought about the companion who was disemboweled at the top of Kunlun desperately to save him, he thought about the Kou demon who fought in the coastal battle of the East China Sea for seven days and seven nights, he thought about the battle of luck in the last battle, crossed the Nai He Bridge, and stepped on the Huangquan Road......

I can only think about it, and I have to think about it.

What's wrong with being able to think about it?

I just can't wait for him, maybe I can't wait for him anymore in his lifetime.

Even if you go to this Fengling ferry every day.

Expect him to stand at the bow of the ship and face the wind.

"Dog's day, I didn't have anything, when I was young, I could chop him 18,000 with one knife, do you say, ghost brother?" he snorted.

A white-haired old man with a yellow face draped his trench coat over him, just smiling.

"Damn, Lao Tzu said not to help this group of pigs before, and in the end it ended up like this. He lifted his right leg, which had broken his knee, to his left leg and cursed again.

The ghost old man, perhaps accustomed to his scolding, sat down on the ground, hugging his knees.

"I really want to pick up a gun and slaughter it. ”

The ghost old man smiled and patted his broken leg, and squeezed out a few rare words: "You are not his opponent." ”

Mrs. Jiang didn't refute, and sighed after a long time.

"Someone can kill him. ”

Mrs. Jiang shuddered, his dry lips trembled slightly, his whole body was swinging, and he said incredibly: "You mean ......?"

The ghost old man intercepted his words and said, "So, you can die." ”

Mrs. Jiang didn't have the slightest anger when he heard this, but what he saw on his face like dry bark was relief and excitement.

"Don't worry, the ghost gate is waiting for me, let's go together. ”

"It's windy, go back. The ghost old man laughed.

The wind blew the Fengling ferry and blew down the slanting sun.

On that day, an old man with a broken leg carried his bag on his back and traveled west with a cane.

In the twelfth year of Tianyuan, the third day of the first month.

A shocking news swept the entire Ming Dynasty in a violent manner, and the rivers and lakes shook.

In the southwest of the Ming Dynasty, the dark descendants of Shushan, died.

Shushan Dark Descendants are not humans, gods, nor demons, self-proclaimed Dark Descendants demigods, murderous methods, good at concealment, specializing in assassination, there was a "Dark Descendants, blood splashed for a hundred miles" of the wild sound, famous in the rivers and lakes.

It is recorded in history that none of the people who are on the Darkspawn hunting list have escaped, and they are all killed with one blow.

The dark descendants of Shushan inherit the old demon of Montenegro, and the flesh is strong, and those who want to go out of the mountain must be assassinated ten times across the border, which also makes the number of dark descendants in the rivers and lakes relatively small, and there are few people in the rivers and lakes who can find their whereabouts.

According to the eyewitnesses, on that day, the thunder of Shushan was thousands of miles, the Dao fire was tens of millions, 98,983 guns fell, and the emperor lion was imprinted in the blue sky.

The old man with a broken leg leaned down on the top of Shu Mountain, and no one dared to come out of Shu Mountain.

"No husband!"

He held a bloody head at the tip of his spear and roared for thousands of miles.

On the same day, in the imperial capital of the imperial city, a red tassel gun crushed the sky, nailed the sundial of the landmark building of the imperial city Qiankun Square, the spear was obliquely inserted into the green bricks, and the buzzing shook more than a dozen imperial buildings, and the old man with a broken leg stood with his hands in his hands.

On that day, the emperor's lion seal roared, in front of the ghost gate, the top of the East China Sea, the western bliss, and the South Bodhisattva Temple.

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"Ning Huanhuan! If you say half a false sentence, you will be widowed for the rest of your life!"

Ning Huanhuan dragged Gou San to Gou Mansion to ask for peace, Gou San was three hundred unwilling, but he couldn't stop Ning Huanhuan's murderous eyebrows, and in Gou San's words, he had to stabilize the situation first.

Three years ago, Gou San was separated from the fire and cold poison in order to save Ning Huanhuan, which made Gou Yuwen estranged from Ning Wangfu.

Although she had long known that Ning Huanhuan loved Gou San, and Gou Yuwei also hoped that Gou San could start a family as soon as possible, she still felt that it was not a taste in her heart.

Having said that, Gou Yuwei still showed the open-mindedness of the head of a huge family, and received Ning Huanhuan in a traditional way.

After hearing Ning Huanhuan say that Gou Sanli could be cured of fire and cold poison after the New Year, the second daughter directly held hands and respected each other as sisters.

I don't know if it's true or not, Gou Yuwei all followed Ning Huanhuan's method, and threw Gou San to Xuanyu Pavilion to recuperate, and was not allowed to leave half a step, especially not allowed to go to Qinhuai River to visit the Qinglou.

Gou San was in Xuanyu Pavilion, where Gou Yuwei twisted his waist and came down, and he almost locked the copper on the door.

Gou San stood on the ninth floor of Xuanyu Pavilion and let out a man's unwilling roar.

In the side floor of Xuanyu Pavilion, Lao Jiu touched the jade bottle that was intimately stored, stared at the sky for a long time, and finally took a jar of peach blossom wine, did not drink it, and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Lao Jiu, you are a bad old man, you are a waste of wine. Gou San stood on the ninth floor of Xuanyu Pavilion, and when he saw Lao Jiu spilling a large jar of wine on the ground, he smiled and scolded angrily, and said, "Come up." ”

Lao Jiu smirked and put down the jar, very obedient.

Seeing Lao Jiu smirking, Gou San couldn't help grinning, and the deep meaning of the time may only be understood by the two of them.

Gou San took the peach blossom wine, knew Lao Jiu's habits, found two large bowls, saw him keep rubbing his hands, and handed the bowls to him with a smile.

"Young master, Lao Jiu wants to tell you something. Lao Jiu stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains that overflowed the corners of his mouth, very satisfied.

"Say, look at your appearance, are you marrying a daughter-in-law? Lao Jiu didn't say anything for a long time, and said jokingly.

Seeing Lao Jiu scratching his head and not knowing how to speak, Gou San was very surprised: "Really?"

"No, no, no. Lao Jiu waved his hand in horror.

"Young Master, send the soul lock bell out as soon as possible. ”

Gou San's brows furrowed slightly, although he couldn't guess what Lao Jiu said, but it was definitely not about this soul locking bell, since he didn't want to say it, Gou San didn't ask more, nodded and said, "Just these days." ”

Lao Jiuhan laughed, and turned the bowl upside down again, and some of them chatted with Gou San.

In the evening, Gou Yuwei came to Xuanyu Pavilion, and heard that Gou Liren invited Lao Jiu, but Gou San was grounded in Xuanyu Pavilion, and his bitter face was paralyzed in Gou Yuwei's arms.