For people who have been suppressed for too long, one drunken time is often the best release.

How many years have passed, as if the sea has turned into a mulberry field, and the years have been glorious and withered, withered and glorious. Zhao Yi felt like a wanderer, sometimes drowning in the long river of time, and sometimes showing his head with difficulty.

Familiar scenes and familiar figures appeared in front of his eyes, some of which he thought about day and night, and some of which he buried deep in his heart.

The courtyard is deep, the pavilions are stacked in the palace, the flowers are gorgeous, the branches and leaves are verdant, Xiao Zhao Yi is comfortably lying in his mother's arms, feeling the warmth and love of his mother, the father on the side is holding a scroll, chanting in a low voice, in the open space in the garden, the brothers and sisters are frolicking and playing.

The sun is shining, and colorful butterflies are flying among the flowers.

Suddenly, the scene in the palace changed, only to see the pedestrians hurrying, looking panicked, the palace was full of frightened screams, a group of soldiers with swords, their faces were cold, they killed people when they saw them, and the blood stained the steps and corridors red......

The once strict and wealthy palace has become a hell on earth.

It was another sunny day, and a group of ragged homeless people walked in the wilderness, all with yellow faces and thin skins and haggard complexions. Among them was a boy in the same rags, walking in a dejected fit between the group, kicking a pair of cloth shoes that had been torn to the point of revealing his toes, which were black and bloodstained.

But the boy was unconscious, and he didn't care, and just walked numbly with the flow of homeless people.

The sound of shouting and fighting shook the world, and under a tall and majestic city wall, a group of soldiers wearing leather armor and holding swords and shields howled and climbed up the siege ladder.

In the sky above the battlefield, the clouds were rolling and extremely dull, and a breath of slaughter enveloped the entire battlefield.

In front of the phalanx not far away, there was a young general on horseback, his expression was resolute, his eyes were round, staring closely at the tragic siege battle in the distance.

......

Nightmares entangled Zhao Yi like maggots on tarsal bones, and the pictures finally converged into a bloody and terrifying big "kill" in Zhao Yi's mind.

Zhao Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and the first thing that caught his eye was a dead gray face as old as pine bark, and under his long gray eyebrows, a pair of cold eyes were open, staring at Zhao Yi greedily.

Seeing Zhao Yi wake up, the old man withdrew his hand on the top of Zhao Yi's head and took a step back.

Then the voice of the old owl came: "Boy, this class has been warmed up by you well, and the murderous spirit is beyond my expectations." ”

The old man standing in front of Zhao Yi had an old face and a rickety figure, and he was the same Grandpa Song who had been drinking together before, but the old man in front of him had no kindness on his face at all, but was replaced by a poisonous snake-like coldness and greed.

Zhao Yi was shocked, his body gradually regained consciousness, and he completely woke up from drunkenness.

After a slight struggle, I found myself entangled in the tangled gray-black roots, like a dumpling.

After Zhao Yi knew his situation, the panic in his heart at the beginning due to instinct slowly subsided, he looked around, saw that the surroundings were gray, and vaguely saw that this place looked like a cave, the surrounding cave walls were uneven, but not like a stone wall, but looked like a tree wall, with thick tree roots rising on the ground, and he only felt that this place was cold and damp, like a netherworld hell.

Two paces away on his right, a young girl, like him, was tied to a pillar by the roots of a tree, her head hunched and unconscious.

Coupled with the old man in front of him, there were only three people in this dark and damp ghost place, and I didn't see Cui Shusheng's figure.

"Grandpa Song, what are you doing?" Zhao Yi said tentatively.

The old man put his hands behind his back, grinned, and said with great interest: "The old man has been trapped here like a watchdog for thousands of years, and he doesn't want to leave this ghost place all the time. ”

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Zhao Yi with interest and continued: "You human saints, although most of the words you say are like farts, you have to admit that some words are still very reasonable, such as the sentence 'hard work pays off', which was fulfilled in the old man. ”

Zhao Yi stared at Grandpa Song, who was a little crazy because of the surprise in front of him, and when he heard what he said, "You human saints", he couldn't help but wonder why the old man was called like this, but he didn't dig deeper, and it wasn't time. Zhao Yi squeezed out a smile and said, "Grandpa Song, if you want to leave the village, what does it have to do with me and Xilin?

Then he looked up again and casually asked, "What is this place?"

The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry, or was waiting for something, he walked back and forth a few steps with his hands behind his back, and then looked up, Zhao Yi followed the old man's gaze, and also looked up, and saw that it was also gray.

The scene here is completely opposite to Tianfutang, but I don't know what it is.

The old man's face was filled with grief and indignation: "It's been a thousand years, and when they detained me here, they just wanted me to be a watchdog for them and help them guard this back garden, and I had enough of it being the same year after year." ”

Suddenly, the old man who was complaining in his broken thoughts stared down at Zhao Yi, his eyes and expression were like a fierce beast that had been oppressed for a long time, violent and fierce, looking like he was about to pounce at any time.

"Today I have finally gathered the softest and most rigid qi between heaven and earth, I can use this to break the shackles of their detention of me, leave this ghost place, and from now on the sky is high and the earth is wide, let me roam, haha......" The old man's face was hideous, and his voice was wild.

The old man's words made Zhao Yi more and more confused and frightened, he knew that Grandpa Song in front of him must not be an ordinary person, when he walked into the courtyard of Xilin's house before, he had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, maybe it was related to the old man in front of him.

It's just that at that time, how could he have thought that Tianfu Hall, which was like a paradise, actually lived in such a demonic old man, not to mention Grandpa Song, who got along with Xilin day and night.

Zhao Yi was puzzled in his heart, but he was not afraid, he had been accompanied by death day and night for three years, and the trace of fear in his heart had already been polished away, but when he saw Xilin who was unconscious not far away, he felt a trace of unwillingness in his heart, such a good woman should not be destroyed by the demon in front of him.

Zhao Yi didn't provoke the emotionally unpredictable old man in front of him, but still squeezed out a smile and said: "Grandpa Song, the more you talk about me, the more confused I become, who are those people who detain you? Also, me and Xilin are two ordinary people, what does it have to do with that softness and strength?"

Looking up at the old man above, he glanced at Zhao Yi, and said with a smile: "You kid has a bit of courage, and he is not afraid to die at the end of his life, okay, we still have time, I will tell you, so that you will not die in a daze, and you can be a ghost on Huangquan Road." ”

The old man stretched out a hand and pointed at Xi Lin, and Zhao Yi saw a beam of blue light shooting out from the old man's fingers, which drilled into the top of Xi Lin's head like a flying insect.

Immediately afterwards, hearing Xilin's "um", Xilin, who was originally shrugging her head, moved, slowly raised her head, looked around blankly, and suddenly saw Grandpa Song and Zhao Yi, her eyes were certain, and she exclaimed: "Grandpa Song! Brother Zhao!"

Then struggling a few times, knowing that she was tied up, Xi Lin looked up at Grandpa Song in horror, and then at Zhao Yi, who was also tied up, and figured out the situation in front of her a little, and said hurriedly: "Grandpa Song, why are you tying me up with Brother Zhao......?" What kind of place is this?"

The old man looked at Celine with a smile, like a fierce beast looking at a prey that fell under his teeth, and the old man said in the tone that he usually talked to Celine: "Little girl, don't be afraid, listen to Grandpa Song tell you what happened." ”