On April 23, the 39th year of the Guangming calendar, a vision fell from the sky, thunder did not stop, starting from Jinshui Town, and in the next month, stone pillars that reached the sky skyrocketed all over the place, and the pillars were carved with lifelike pictures, or people struggling with distorted faces, or strange flowers and plants, or hideous demons. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In Shuhe City, the first rays of the sun leaked from the east, shining on the earth, and a new day began.

Fu Jiazhi stood quietly with his hands in his hands, his eyes looking into the distance, he stood for a long time, the dew wetting his clothes. In the distance were the blood cherry blossoms that bloomed quietly, the red ones were delicate, the red ones were drunk, the red ones were enthusiastic and unrestrained—he looked at the red cherry blossoms and couldn't help but think of Jinse again.

I don't know when, Fu Zhuo was already standing behind Fu Huntzhi. He looked at the pillar of heaven outside the city, and his face was solemn. With the appearance of this stone pillar of heaven, a group of black-robed people appeared, forcing their father and son to join the organization, and if they didn't join, they would kill the people in the city as a threat. It was simply frustrating, gritting his teeth, Fu Zhuo spoke. "Father, what do you think?"

Fu Huntzhi pursed his lips, withdrew his gaze from looking into the distance, and slowly spoke. "Zhuo'er, sometimes you can only understand some things after experiencing the tribulation of life and death, I will join that organization, but from now on, the Fu family will hand it over to you-"

Jin Se, Shuang Niang, I hesitate in my life to make a decisive choice.

"Father, what are you...... This ......" Fu Zhuo was a little speechless, he looked at his father with a light smile on his face, he didn't understand why his father would make such a decision.

"Zhuo'er, you're not a child anymore." Fu Zhanzhi patted Fu Zhuo's shoulder, with a smile in his eyes, Fu Zhuo in front of him was more calm than two years ago, and he could vaguely see that he was a resolute man between his eyebrows.

"But ......" Fu Zhuo wanted to say something, Fu Huntzhi waved his hand and motioned for Fu Zhuo to listen to him.

"Nothing, that's it. Later I will send someone to reply to the black-robed leader, Zhuo'er, your mission is not to surrender to the darkness but to welcome the light and live. ”

Fu Zhuo bit his lip, it was obvious that his father wanted to face the black-robed organization alone and protect him under his wings. The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, and Fu Zhuo was silent for a while.

Fu Jiazhi looked at his son in front of him, and he spoke earnestly again. "Zhuo'er, you're my only son, and you're the continuation of my life, so—"

Fu Zhuo lowered his eyes and replied lightly. "I know, father."

Fu Huntzhi got Fu Zhuo's answer, and he showed a pleasant smile on his face and strode away. Fu Zhuo looked at his father's somewhat old back, he clenched his fists tightly for a moment, he couldn't do anything except look at his father's back. Black-robed organization...... No, there is still something he can do. He can go and recruit people who are in the same situation as him. Even if the road ahead is bloody, he firmly believes that there are many, many people who are forced to separate, and he can organize all the people to resist.

Fu Zhuo's eyes lit up with a strange light, and he couldn't help but tremble a little.

When the sun slowly ran to the highest point of the sky, emitting a scorching light, Fu Huntzhi came alone to the bottom of the pillar outside the city. The black-robed man guarding the stone pillar looked at Fu Huntzhi who came alone a little lazily, and pointed in a certain direction to indicate Fu Hunting's past. In the direction the black-robed man pointed, a tent rose from the ground.

Fu Huntzhi bowed slightly to the black-robed man who was gesturing to him, and slowly walked towards the tent. Inside the tent, Qingming, who closed his eyes and was pretending to sleep, slowly opened his eyes. People are coming.

A moment later, Fu Huntzhi walked into the tent. Immediately afterwards, he heard the black-robed man's voice with a smile, "What, have you figured it out?" ”

Fu Huntzhi took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at the black-robed man, "Yes, I figured it out." ”

Qing Ming, who was under the black robe, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. "Well, your answer is—"

"Please let me join." Fu Huntzhi bowed deeply to the black-robed man. Sincerity.

Qing Ming picked up the teapot from the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and slowly stood up and walked in front of Fu Huntzhi. Picked up Fu Jiazhi and stretched out the tea in his hand. "Please."

Fu Huntzhi looked at the tea in front of him, his eyes crossed the struggle, trembling and stretched out his hand, he took the tea of the black-robed man and drank it in one gulp.

Qingming couldn't help but laugh softly. He took off the hood from his head. "Master Fu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Daoist Qingming." Fu Jiazhi was a little surprised that the black-robed man under the hood turned out to be Qingming, and the young man in front of him was completely different from two years ago. Although the smile was still as bright as ever, there was an inexplicable mist around him.

"It's rare to meet again after a long absence, Master Fu, please take a seat." Qingming stretched out his hand and motioned for Fu Jiazhi to sit down.

After Fu Huntzhi sat down, Qingming spoke again. "Master Fu, I didn't expect that the person under the hood was me."

Fu Jiazhi hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Indeed, Daoist Qingming has really changed a lot compared to two years ago. Old and clumsy, clumsy......"

Qingming smiled brightly and spoke. "I heard that Master Fu has had a stalemate with Fu Gongzi since the heavy rain two years ago, and it has only improved recently-" He pointed out, which shocked Fu Hunt's heart. Could it be that his intentions were discovered, but his face remained silent.

Sighing, Fu Huntzhi shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. It was almost muttering, but it was for Qingming. "Daoist Qingming, it is naturally easy for you to be outside the red dust, but the old man only has such a son, who can leave the family business of the Fu Mansion to him if it is not left to him!"

Old and cunning, Qingming secretly made an evaluation, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all. He spoke faintly thoughtfully. "Yes, Master Fu only has an only son like Fu Zhuo." There was a hint of threat in his words.

Fu Huntzhi secretly clenched the teacup in his hand, smiled heartily, and opened his mouth to change the topic. "I've been chatting for so long, why don't I see the Lou Luan Lou who was walking with Daoist Qingming at the beginning."

"Senior Brother Lou Luan naturally has a place to go with a senior brother, here, everything is up to me." Qing Ming replied evasively, and a chill flashed in his eyes when he looked at Fu Huntzhi. These Fu Hunting did not miss it.

Fu Huntzhi waved his hand, showing a hint of indifference on his face, and spoke slowly. "That's it, that's it. Since Daoist Qingming doesn't want to say it, I don't want to ask the old man. ”

Qing Ming smiled and spoke like a demon. "It's time."

What the? Fu Huntzhi's eyes crossed with doubts, when time has come! Suddenly, there was a feeling of something biting inside him. The teacup in his hand "popped" and fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.

Qingming explained with a smile. "The organization won't take useless people, so the tea I just gave you was mixed with a potion that can stimulate your potential, if you have passed, then congratulations on joining the organization. But well...... If you don't get past it, then you can only let Xiaobai eat you. As he spoke, a gray-furred wolf ran into the tent, his claws sharp, and his eyes looked at Fu Jiazhi as if he were looking at food.

Fu Huntzhi endured the sharp pain in his body, the sweat of the bean slipped down his forehead, and finally he couldn't help it, his eyes were dark, and he fell into darkness.

Qing Ming looked at Fu Huntzhi indifferently, snorted coldly, and motioned to his subordinates to take Xiaobai out. The time has not yet come, and Xiaobai cannot be allowed to eat him for the time being.