Lan Yue's expression was blank, and her eyes were dull as she looked at the villagers around the fire.

The small village, with a population of less than two hundred, gathered around the fire tonight in order to burn him.

He saw the faces of the villagers reflecting the firelight, looked at the familiar faces, and silently recited the familiar names in his heart.

Why did they burn themselves?

I'm not a monster!

Mom and Dad, save me, save me!

Ah Ming, Ah Guang, Ah Cai...... Help me!

Uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle, save me!

A little child, with his mouth open by the fire, whispered for help. He was so close to the fire that the flame made his skin hot, thirsty, and uncomfortable.

But his voice was too quiet, and the voices of the surrounding villagers were too loud, and he could only hear his cries for help.

No, there is another "it" that can be heard, the dirt that has been trampled on the soles of the feet by man.

Blue Moon could hear the sound of the earth, it was soothing her, telling him not to be afraid, it would always be there for him.

Burn him, burn him, burn him!

……

The villagers shouted, their voices loud in the silent night sky.

Lan Yue didn't know why she was so scared, was it because of the hideous expressions on the faces of the villagers, or because they were shouting "burn him" in a neat voice?

Lan Yue couldn't tell the difference, he just looked at his parents with a longing gaze, the closest people in the world.

However, he only saw his parents raise their hands together and shout "Burn him, burn him......"

Lan Yue only felt that all the people in front of him were getting farther and farther away in his field of vision, and his ears were getting farther and farther away when he heard their voices, and gradually he couldn't hear anything.

But he could still see, looking at the excited and hideous faces, and seeing the eyes of excitement and disgust. I saw the mouths, big or small, neatly closed one by one.

He couldn't hear it, but he knew what they were shouting.

Burn him! Burn this monster.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of my king, I will protect you, always on your side. ”

In the shouts of the crowd, the voice soothed him and comforted him over and over again.

Finally, two adult men emerged from the villagers, one of whom was his father.

They came up to him, lifted him up from the left and the right, and walked towards the fire.

Blue Moon killed several older children, and his father had to burn him with his own hands. Otherwise, the parents of those children would not let them go.

Burn to death, burn to death, this is not my child, this is a monster, a monster that kills.

Blue Moon was struggling, struggling with all the strength of her body.

He looked at his father, who was close at hand, and said to him with all his strength: "Dad, save me, save me." ”

"Monsters. ”

Lan Yue heard her father yelling at him in disgust, and the eyes that looked at him were shocked and frightened.

This monster shattered the last trace of expectation of Lan Yue, and he looked at his father's face in despair, his eyes full of disbelief.

Dad avoided his gaze and glanced at the other villager, and the two of them threw him into the burning fire with all their might.

The raging flames were getting closer and closer, but Lan Yue's mind strangely calmed down. He looked at the air that fluctuated because of the flames, and looked at the distorted faces through the fluctuating air.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a scene from the TV series that aired last night.

A group of people sat in front of the fire, their hands in a flame burning motion, and then chanted in unison: Burn my body, the holy fire is blazing, what joy is there in life, and what is the pain in death? Joy and sorrow are dust.

At a young age, he didn't understand the meaning of the words, but at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he inexplicably understood.

Blue Moon laughed, her thin lips flashing like a blade under the light of the fire.

Yes, what is the joy of life, and why is it so painful to die?

It is better for joy and sorrow to be dust.

Protect me, my guard.

Then let everything in front of me be dust.

"As you will, my king. The voice said respectfully.

The earth beneath the fire suddenly tumbled, extinguishing the raging flames in an instant.

The little child fell on the soft mound of dirt, which covered him like life, and broke the cords that bound him firmly, but did not hurt him in the slightest.

After a while, he was wearing an earthy yellow armor to protect him from swords and guns.

"Monsters, Monsters......"

The villagers looked at the scene in front of them in horror and retreated in fright.

I don't know who shouted, "Kill him, kill this monster," and everyone shouted.

Kill him, kill this disgusting monster.

The villagers picked up sickles and hoes in their hands, and the women still held kitchen knives in their hands.

Lan Yue's eyes were cold as he looked at the group of men and women who were clamoring to kill him, but they kept retreating, and her thin lips were tightly pursed, like a thin knife about to kill.

Afraid of me?

Disgusted with me?

Then let it all be dust.

The ground began to shake, and cracks spread out like cobwebs, and the cracks quickly expanded, beginning to devour the villagers.

The villagers began to cry out for help in horror, screaming in misery, cursing in fear......

But what does it matter?

You are nothing but things that are lower than dirt, and what do your joys and sorrows have to do with me?

It's better to be all dust.

……

Liu Xi suddenly stopped, and Qiu Changsheng also frowned at the same time.

Liu Xi glanced at him and asked, "Do you feel it?"

Qiu Changsheng didn't speak, and nodded slightly.

They were watched.

Not because the locator on his body was being watched by the Tempest Clan, but by another person.

In the Qin Mountains, the person who monitored their group would only be Blue Moon.

Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng are both in the early stage of foundation building, and they are extremely sensitive to all things in heaven and earth, and if someone monitors them, the two of them will naturally have inductions.

"Suzaku, observe. ”

But what does it matter?

You are nothing but things that are lower than dirt, and what do your joys and sorrows have to do with me?

It's better to be all dust.

……

Liu Xi suddenly stopped, and Qiu Changsheng also frowned at the same time.

Liu Xi glanced at him and asked, "Do you feel it?"

Qiu Changsheng didn't speak, and nodded slightly.

They were watched.

Not because the locator on his body was being watched by the Tempest Clan, but by another person.

In the Qin Mountains, the person who monitored their group would only be Blue Moon.

Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng are both in the early stage of foundation building, and they are extremely sensitive to all things in heaven and earth, and if someone monitors them, the two of them will naturally have inductions.

"Suzaku, observe. ”