If there is reincarnation in life, the evil will go to hell, the good will go straight to heaven, and if there is reincarnation in the world, they will not be able to escape the cycle of life and death.

Fu Yuancai's experience is a nightmare, in this endless road of continuous falling, every time he falls, he will reappear in that chaotic world, every time he reappears in the chaotic world, Fu Yuancai will experience the dry corpse, the sedan chair, the sea of fire again, every time he experiences these, Fu Yuancai's mind will have one more thing, this kind of thing is called memory.

The first memory is the man who rode the white horse, he was the new champion seven years ago, the white horse and white clothes, looking like Pan An, full of spirit, in the history of Dingyang City, this is the first champion in Dingyang City for a hundred years, just like an antique thousands of years ago, for Dingyang City, it is too rare.

is such a high-spirited man, who is called the light of Dingyang City by everyone in Dingyang City, died on his horse a moment later, and a sleeve arrow took away the brilliance of this light and the pride of Dingyang City.

Fu Yuancai still remembers that at the moment of Zhuangyuan's death, the entire Dingyang City was in chaos, countless people in Dingyang City knelt on the ground and cried, and even the parents and officials of Dingyang City were stunned and unconscious at the scene, and Fu Yuancai was hiding in a dark corner and put away the poisonous arrows with green light, he was 13 years old that year, as for why he killed Zhuangyuan, he no longer remembers.

The second memory is the fire in the coffin shop, Fu Yuan only remembers very clearly, fire oil plus cotton cloth and other ignition materials, not to mention a small coffin shop, if the amount is enough, the entire Dingyang City will become a huge coke, that night, the three old men drank too much, and they didn't feel anything when they died, for Fu Yuancai, these three are the most peaceful people he has ever seen, the fire in the coffin shop, not a few days from the death of the new champion, Fu Yuan still remembers that the paper flowers in the coffin shop were sold out, and the coffin shop also made a fortune, when the fire burned, the silver money in the sky flew with the paper money, it was really spectacular。

The third memory is a woman, it was a poor woman, opened a silk village, her husband was a bad gambler, lost all the family property, for the sake of the child and the family, this woman did a secret prostitute, when she sold her body once, she was caught by her husband who had been preparing for a long time, and she blackmailed the poor prostitute, for which the woman's reputation resounded throughout the surrounding streets and neighborhoods, and became a joke after tea in this area.

For ordinary people, in the face of this kind of thing, ordinary people should not be able to live for a long time, and women think so and do it, but they can't do it at a critical moment, which makes Fu Yuancai, who is passing by, a rare kindness, not only send this woman on the road, but also let his husband, children, The prostitutes and the relatives and friends who spoke the most vicious language all accompanied this woman, and this matter also became a big case in Dingyang City, for this reason, the incompetent parents and officials when the deadline came, in order not to lose their heads, framed the owner of the pork shop next door to the silk village, who let the boss have a good pig-killing knife, Fu Yuan thought about it, it seems that this is his fourteen-year-old thing.

The fourth memory is the woman who sat in the sedan chair, this woman is really not good at life, her brain is not good, she is obviously a maid, she has to talk about what to repay her kindness, but the young lady eloped with someone, and she became a scapegoat, not only was she married off as a young lady, but she was also poisoned in a broken well after being married.

The reason is naturally that the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and it is not the people of the husband's family who start the attack, but the people of the maid's mother's family, and what is even more amazing is that the people of the husband's family are not bad to the maid, and even have always thought that the maid is the gentle and virtuous lady, for this reason after the maid's death, the husband's family also tracked down the murderer with great fanfare, and the husband also made a vow not to marry for three years, of course, all of this will not have results, after all, for the maid's family, the maid is a scandal, affecting the son's career.

Fu Yuancai thought he was a great good person, so at the age of fifteen, he not only killed all the two families, but also found a young lady thousands of miles away and the person who eloped with her.

In this world, since the young lady is not a young lady, and the maid is not a maid, then the rules left by the ancestors are broken, and those who break the rules must die, as for whether they sympathize with the maid or hate the young lady, these are no longer important, the important thing is that the two families have given money, enough money, enough silver, Fu Yuancai is very happy to send these two families on the road, so after killing the young lady, Fu Yuancai brought the young lady's bones into the grave of the husband's family, at this moment Fu Yuancai was a little envious of the husband of the husband's family, and he had a daughter-in-law in vain。

It's a pity that the two little guys, although they didn't die in the hands of Fu Yuancai, but a few years later, because they begged to block the way of the city guards, they were trampled to death under the hooves of horses, hey, it's really pitiful.

Countless memories flew into Fu Yuancai's head, each memory smelled of blood, and each one had Fu Yuancai's unspeakable filth, Fu Yuancai felt that in those sealed memories, he was such a cold-blooded and ruthless killer, and his childhood had embarked on a road of no return since he was thirteen years old, after all, for people like him, as long as there is silver, there is no difference between good people and bad people, anyway, it is a cheap life.

There are a lot of memories and they are also very messy, and with the revival of memories, the last memory appeared in Fu Yuancai's mind.

In the rainy night, Fu Yuan looked at the dilapidated cave in front of him, he took out the violent knife in his hand, and killed the last Feng Xingwei who had just finished demolishing the cave.

He was the prince's man, and since he became the leader of the Windwalking Guards and took the name Thunderstorm, he has been marked by the princelings.

For the princelings, the second son and the fourth prince are all a group of lambs with slaughter, don't ask stupid questions about the meaning of the lamb's life, because the meaning of the lamb is either to be killed or eaten, as for what it thinks or wants to do, it doesn't matter.

As the leader of the Wind Guard, although he was a member of the princelings, King Lu's order was more important, so he appeared here with one hundred and thirty-one Wind Guards.

This is the location of the remnants of the former general, and it is also the location of the people he wants to kill, so Fu Yuan walked into the dark cave with many guards.

The cave is very dark and wet, but these are far less important than the hidden weapons, only fifty-two of the one hundred and thirty-one Fengxingwei people survived, and there was an idiot who cut off his right arm by himself, in Fu Yuancai's opinion, there is no difference between cutting off his right arm and poisoning, it is nothing more than early death and late death, and if a person dies, he will die, and he will die, but the feeling of being played by someone makes Fu Yuancai feel very angry.

So Fu Yuancai took the fifty-one surviving Feng Xing Wei to bring all the corpses of his comrades to the grove, and he personally killed the remaining fifty Feng Xing Wei, Feng Xing Wei didn't want waste, except for the last one who broke his right arm, Fu Yuan Cai was a little appreciative of this commander who was renamed Milk Tiger by himself at this moment, although he was the second son's person, but who made his sternum hard enough, and it was particularly hard to cut.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the sound of the killing of the rivers and lakes, Fu Yuancai carefully wiped the knife in his hand, silently waiting for the arrival of the remnants of the people, under the gloomy sky, there was a black shadow running quickly, the black shadow was beating in the wind and rain, like a dancer in the dark, Fu Yuancai licked his lips viciously, and grinned the corners of his mouth......