A few days later, one night, she found him missing. No one was found all night, and it was not until the next morning that she found out that he had miraculously appeared at home.

"Where were you last night?"

"I'm not going anywhere." He replied wearily.

"You weren't there all night last night, I've been looking for you for a long time, but you suddenly appeared here in the morning. Are you hiding something from me? ”

"Nope. Nothing. He rolled over and fell asleep, and she didn't ask any more. That night, however, he disappeared again. It was still the next day, when the sun rose, it suddenly appeared. She was determined to find out. On this day, just as the sun was about to set, she secretly followed him, wanting to see where he was going. Strangely, he didn't go out. Just sitting alone on the big stone that used to make weapons by himself, in a daze. Little by little, the sun was setting, and this time she could see it clearly, his body becoming transparent little by little, and finally disappearing completely. She ran out, ran to where he was sitting, and grabbed something with her hands, but it was a cloud of air. She stayed up all night and sat all night, until the sun rose the next day, and in the same position, his body was revealed little by little.

She rushed up and grabbed him, crying, "What's wrong with you?" Why do you become a mass of gas at night? What the hell happened during my absence?! ”

He didn't speak, just turned his head to look at him, a smile squeezing out of his pale face. Then the house suddenly caught fire, and everything turned to ashes, including him. The surroundings became empty for a moment, and she sat on the ground helplessly, and the ochre fan fell out, emitting a reddish-brown light. She picked up the ochre fan, and a line of words appeared on the fan: Dead, don't read it, live well......

She fainted and was sent to her mother's family. When he woke up again, he was depressed, and he no longer worked as a luthier, let alone went to other tribes to teach. Groggy all day long, not wanting to make progress. Soon after, he became seriously ill.

Recently, there have been rumors among various tribes that there are monsters that eat people and drink blood. She didn't want to survive for a long time, so she secretly went out in the middle of the night, came to the place where monsters were most likely to appear, and sat under the tree and waited for the monsters to arrive, so as to end her life early. It was almost dawn when there was a rustle, and she sat up alertly and looked around. Suddenly, a dark figure sprang out from behind her, grabbed her neck and bit up, dragging her up to the tree as she bit back. The ochre fan in her arms suddenly glowed reddish-brown, tumbling out of her arms and falling to the ground. Attracted by the light, the monster threw her away and walked over to play with the ochre fan. She gasped for breath and climbed to the nearest tree, where she sat quietly and waited for the monster to come and eat her. The sun was rising, and the ochre fan in the monster's hand had faded its reddish-brown glow. Suddenly, the monster's hand stopped moving, and she slept all night, opening her eyes and looking at the monster in front of her carefully. The monster looked very much like a human, and had hair, but it was so long that it dragged on the ground and was unkempt. It was very tall, as tall as two adult men and as wide as three adult women. She wondered why the monster didn't move. He asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" Aren't you going to eat me? Let's hurry up. Otherwise, you will be found in a moment when it is dawn. ”

The monster suddenly replied in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

She smiled: "I have been seriously ill for a long time, and you have eaten me to relieve me." And I want to thank you. ”

"What about your family? When you die, they will be very sad and lonely. ”

She smiled bitterly: "It's okay, I still have two older sisters, and they will take care of my family." It's just that I'm the only one who has been really lonely. My husband is dead, and it's not interesting for me to live alone. ”

The monster slowly turned around, took the ochre fan, lowered his head, covered his face with his hair, walked in front of her, squatted down, and said, "A fan for you." I don't eat sick people, and if you infect me, I will die with you, and the gains outweigh the losses. Don't come back in the future, I won't eat you when I come. But if you really want to die, then kill yourself. With that, the monster jumped up the tree, one step, two steps, and jumped out of her sight. She put away the fan, sat still under the tree, and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, she was back in her mother's room. The family didn't say anything, just bandaged the wounds on her body, but since then, she has no room for herself. No matter when and where, there will always be someone who follows her. Her illness also began to improve day by day. However, she was placed under house arrest.

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, there was a sudden commotion outside. The people of all the tribes carried torches to the altar. Family members also went with torches. She begged her second sister to take her to see it too. The second sister softened, so she took her to the altar secretly. The people of the tribes surrounded the altar three times inside and three layers outside, and the light of the torches illuminated the night sky as if it were day. In front of the altar stood two men, one was the leader of the tribe and the other was the master of the soldiers.

I only heard the tribal leader say loudly: "In recent days, all my tribes have been disturbed by a monster that eats people and drinks blood, and the people of all tribes are disheartened and restless!" Today! The young talents of the various tribes led by me and the number one craftsman of the tribe beside me, Hua Lan, have captured the monster! And has been taken to the altar! ”

Someone in the audience shouted: "Isn't the first soldier master Yun Qifan?"

Hua Lan smiled: "It's a pity! He's dead. We all feel very sorry. It's just that people can't be resurrected after death, so I'll take over all the work of Yun Qifan! ”

There was a commotion under the altar, and the leader turned back, walked to the altar, and pulled off a handle with his hand, and four pillars rose from the bottom to the bottom around the altar, one of which was tied to a large monster with chains. The monster kept roaring and struggling, its face hideous, its red eyes staring at the crowd viciously.

Drawing Lan said: "The monster has been caught! It destroys our homes! Should we punish him! ”

The thunderous voice in the audience suddenly sounded: "It should be!" Kill it! ”

The leader motioned for everyone to be quiet, and said, "The painter is here to punish this monster for everyone today!"

Drawing: "This monster is very evil! I'm afraid everyone will be hurt. So I decided on it first, and then everyone threw the torch in their hands, and we burned it together! ”

"Burn it! Burn it! LinkedIn! LinkedIn! First Craftsman! First Craftsman! ”

The monster on the altar seemed to be enraged, and tried desperately to break free and scream, but to no avail. She also saw the monster, and she couldn't help but twitch in her heart. Although it killed a lot of people, it spared its own life, and now it wants to burn it alive, and I feel a little unbearable, and there are always some inexplicable and inexplicable feelings.

The ceremony began, and Hua Lan walked up to the monster and said with a wicked smile: "Today, I will personally send you." In the future, if you are reincarnated and reincarnated, don't resent me! Be a good person and stop hurting nature. He reached out and pulled out a small bowl with a reddish worm in it. He poured the bug into his hand and placed his hand on the monster's head. In a few moments, smoke began to rise from the monster's head, and it bared its teeth and roared, but no one could hear what it was saying. Drawing Lan hurriedly stepped back and asked everyone to throw torches up. The crowd rushed forward and threw torches at the monster. The fire burned brightly, and the monster cried out. She couldn't help but take a few steps forward and squeeze to the front. The monster suddenly yelled at her, "Get out!" Everyone present was shocked, even she was shocked. The monster glared at her, and she panicked for a moment, not knowing what to do. The people in the audience talked a lot, saying how this monster could talk to people. As he spoke, someone screamed. Out of nowhere, a lot of black insects suddenly popped out, and when they saw people, they bit their necks directly, and many people died on the spot, but the number of insects was countless. For a while, everyone also panicked and fled for their lives. The leader and the soldier painter Tulan were also frightened and did not dare to move. In just an instant, against the backdrop of the blazing fire, the roar came like a tide, and the scene was completely out of control. She still stood there dumbfounded, the monster gradually lost its voice, and its size shrank a lot, becoming the height of a normal adult man. The monster opened its red eyes, and a drop of blood flowed from the corner of its eye. She recognized that this was her husband, the tribe's first soldier and craftsman, Yun Qifan. She ran up frantically and knelt in front of Yun Qifan. Tears blurred her eyes, blood soaked his eyes, and fire blocked their view of each other.

"Kaifan! I'm sorry! I do not know...... I didn't know it was you! I save you, I'll save you now! She stood up and ran to find water.

"Wishing the season!" A hoarse voice rang in her ears, and she turned her head, "If you can come, I'll be satisfied." ”

"No! You can't die! Yun Qifan! You've already lied to me once! You tell me you're dead! But you didn't! Why don't you tell me and let me save you?! ”

"But I'm going to die now."

She came back to her knees, weeping silently.

"Zhu Ji, take the ochre fan, it is a gift from the person who loves you the most. You know what? ”

"I know, I know."

Yun Qifan's hand bound by the iron chain was slightly raised, and Zhu Ji hurriedly reached out to greet him, but before he could touch it, Yun Qifan was wiped out. The fire was still burning, and the insects under the stage disappeared with Yun Qifan, and Hua Lan had already collapsed to the ground in fright, and the leader and everyone cleaned up the many corpses under the stage. Zhu Ji knelt there, maintaining that one movement, refusing to let go. Before a tear fell from his eyes, the person who should have seen him left. There is no more than half a sentence to explain, and it is complete, leaving her with no thoughts......

After that day, it was rumored that Yun Qifan had gone mad. As a result, he changed from the first warsmith in ancient times to a sinner who was hated by everyone, ate people and drank blood, and was heinous. The warsmith painter Hualan became famous overnight, and his heroic deeds emerged in endlessly, and he was promoted to become the first warsmith master in ancient times. And she, Zhu Ji's body continued to deteriorate after that night, and it didn't take long for her to die of a serious illness. Decades later, one night, the warsmith Murashi suddenly died at home. Dozens of ropes were wrapped around his neck, and his face had been stabbed beyond recognition. Hands and feet were cut off directly by whips or other things. The death was terrible. Only then did people remember that Yun Qifan's personal weapon, the Ice Splitting Whip, had not appeared since his death. And when everyone was cleaning up Hua Lan's body, they found out that he had been practicing evil arts, and had also found a lot of Gu poison from his house. From this, everyone speculated that the Ice Cracker had come back to seek revenge on him. According to this, Yun Qifan's name was corrected, and he was re-appointed as the first warsmith in ancient times. It's just that decades have passed, and not many people remember the tragic scene of that year. Speaking of Yun Qifan, Zhu Ji and Hua Lan, it is just a tragic story in ancient times, and future generations will not be able to understand the feelings of the people at that time no matter what. And the avenged Ice Whip has also hidden itself, and a hundred years later, it will be just a legend to talk about it.