Chapter 2: Rebirth

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The uncontrollable throbbing pain all over his body woke up Yin Huang, who was still in a coma, only to say that at this time, he seemed to have fallen into a cave, and all his body was covered with dense scars, blue and purple, and even bleeding in some places.

The scene in front of him is so cruel to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy that you can imagine.

After a long time, I saw him wake up faintly, where is he here?

The scenes that had been forgotten in his mind gradually returned, and a childish fat face suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red in an instant.

As soon as he thought of Zhang Jun in his mind, his fists clenched unconsciously, and this series of actions instantly pulled the wound when he just fell from the cliff, and he curled up directly in pain, and kept gasping cold air in his mouth.

Looking at the appearance of his body covered in bruises, coupled with the quiet environment around him, Yin Huang is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, where can he stand it, and his eyes turned red in an instant. However, knowing that crying still wouldn't solve the problem, he tried to suppress his tears and looked around instead.

"It's like a cave."

The immature voice sounded, and there were echoes from time to time around, and there were many things in the cave, but they were inevitably contaminated with dust.

After a long time, Yin Huang slowly stood up, not scanning the environment inside the cave.

The first thing that catches your eye is a boxy thing, all dusty and solidified into lumps, but you can still see its appearance if you look closely.

"It's like a tripod."

He has graduated from junior high school, and he is not an ignorant child, he has already studied history in junior high school, and he knows that the big guy in front of him should be a ding, as for what type it is, it is unknown.

Slowly walked over, just about to touch the inscription on the giant ding.

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded in his ears, "You are finally here, my reincarnation." ”

This voice was like thunder, loud and majestic to the extreme, Yin Huang couldn't stand it all of a sudden, and his face turned pale, but he could still hear it, and there was an indescribable excitement hidden in this voice, just like ...... The gray wolf saw the pleasant goat.

Thinking of the embarrassment of the gray wolf, his heart felt a lot better.

However, he still didn't quite understand who was speaking, and when he was reincarnated, he saw a few dusty pillars standing in front of him, some had collapsed, some were intact, and some were only half left, all surrounded by bricks and tiles, carved with people or animals.

Underneath these columns is a three-story platform stacked on top of each other.

The ground is very smooth, and even now, there are no bumps or undulations. It's just that there are some strange things on the ground, and he looks at them and feels so strange.

In the very center of the high platform was a boxy pillar, and at the very top of the pillar was a bead-like thing, slightly larger than a fist, and covered with dust.

The sound came from there.

Yin Huang was very curious in his heart, and subconsciously walked in that direction.

"Come on."

"Hurry up!"

"Let us be one again, and then we will be resurrected."

Ha ha.

With that crazy laughter, Yin Huang seemed to have entered a state of magic, only to see him walking faintly, the clear color in his eyes disappeared, and in his place, it was a monstrous blood, and in the depths, an unusually burly figure appeared.

Is that......

I don't know when I walked to the high platform, after reacting, I only knew that at this time I had raised my palm and slowly landed on the stone bead, I was a little surprised in my heart, but before I could understand, the monstrous pain suddenly filled my mind.

Dizzy and ready to explode.

I felt a high wall around me, but when I came to my senses, I felt cold and piercing, it was a high wall of corpses, some of them were not even dead, they were struggling with their mouths open, trying to escape, but they couldn't get out.

Their blood flowed out, slowly becoming almost a river on the ground.

There was a figure walking slowly on top of these corpses, it was a burly middle-aged man, wearing tinkling gold armor all over his body, I looked up, and I could barely see its face. It was a vague figure, and as he approached, I began to see his cheek, which was seven points similar to mine.

When he walked up to me, I saw him smile, and at the same time, I actually laughed heartily.

The two of them laughed, both unscrupulously.

………

After a long time, I crawled out of the mud with a look on my face, as if what had just happened was just a dream.

Gently patted the dust on his clothes, and his childish face showed an evil smile.

Rumble.

In front of me was a fist-sized bead, the dust on which had disappeared, revealing its original appearance, all blood-red, exuding a crimson light, shining on everything around it, gradually dyed with a strange color.

Yin Huang quietly looked at the beads in front of him, pursed his lips, and showed a demonic smile, "Thank you for letting Gu live until now, and be reborn like this." As soon as the words fell, the palm of his hand fell on the blood bead and played with it carefully, and when he touched it, he looked at it in his hand.

Glancing at the cave, he slowly walked to the entrance of the cave.

Outside, it was dark and very empty, and the breeze was blowing, bringing all kinds of coolness.

"This great mountain and river is worthy of being a lonely world."

He is Yin Huang, he was and will be.

But a thousand years ago, he was a different name.

King Yin, Emperor Xin, Son of Shang.

That's right, what appeared at the entrance of the cave at this time was the king of Shang thousands of years ago, the former son of heaven.

But now, he's nothing.

Out of the cave, it was pitch black all around, and from time to time there was a cold wind blowing, Yin Huang glanced around, it was pitch black, and he found a direction, and slowly went into the distance, and when he got home, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

His parents did not sleep and seemed to be waiting for him.

Thinking about it, after all, he didn't come back so late, Yin's father and Yin's mother were about to die when they thought about it, where could they still sleep.

As soon as Yin Huang came home, Yin's father and mother ran over quickly, their faces were full of wrinkles, their wrinkled cheeks were like old bark, and their eyes couldn't help but turn red. ran over, couldn't help but say, and gave him a mixed doubles.

………

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