Hearing Murong Shuang's name, Chu Wuxian felt a pang in his heart, and hurriedly chased after the people who reported the news, and asked, "Who is Murong Shuang, and who is Shui Xuanzi's beloved wife?"

The clansmen looked Chu Wuxian up and down, frowned, and asked angrily, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Chu Wuxian was a little embarrassed all of a sudden, touched his nose, and had to say: "I met Shui Xuanzi Pingshui, but it was a friend who had just met in three lives." ”

The clansmen sighed, and hurriedly said, "Murong Shuang is the wife that Shui Xuanzi is going to marry today." ”

When the people had finished speaking, they ran to the front.

Chu Wuxian was stunned, and he was also shocked.

So that's the case, no wonder it is rumored in the national capital that the relationship between Murong Shuang and Shui Xuanzi is extraordinary, and the root of all this is like this.

Chu Wuxian wanted to know what was going on, so he hurriedly caught up with the clansmen and asked in a low voice, "Shui Xuanzi is in this area, but how good is his name?"

The clansmen snorted, expressing their disdain for Chu Wuxian.

Then, with some pride, the people said, "Yes, it's not just a good name, but a good name that can only be achieved if there are many good deeds." ”

"How?"

"I see that you are new to this place, and you don't know the situation here, you see, we are closer to Lutai Mountain, and on Lutai Mountain, there are usually thousands of people digging gold, silver and jade for the use of the patriarch. Jade, often the people were bitten by poisonous snakes on the mountain, and there were also injured by falling rocks in the mountains, Shui Xuanzi was proficient in medical skills, so he often treated typhoid fever for these uprooted people, and never accepted medical fees. ”

The more the people talked, the more excited they became.

"I am his neighbor, and I know all his good deeds. You said, he is also a member of the tribe, and his life is difficult, but he is often open-minded, and talks with us about the world and the past and the present, and we are willing to listen, and after listening to it, we also feel that it is good to live, and all labor and taxes are nothing to us. ”

"Oh, is servitude taxed heavily?"

After Chu Wuxian said it, he felt that what he said was too naïve, looking at the clothes of the tribesmen, as well as the thin skin and bones, he knew that even if there was a Lushui River to nourish them, they would not be hungry.

But the tribesmen hurriedly stretched out their hands and shouted, "You don't want to die, if you don't want to die, don't bother me and wait." ”

"Why is this?" Chu Wuxian was puzzled.

"Dare to talk about the government, do you have a few more lives than us?" The clansmen glanced at Chu Wuxian with dissatisfaction, and ran forward by themselves.

Chu Wuxian still had many doubts in his heart, so he hurriedly caught up with the clansmen, wanting to ask more, but the clansmen waved their hands and signaled Chu Wuxian not to ask too much, as if he was really afraid that someone would report him and die.

It was getting darker and darker, and the wind blew off many trees and overturned many thatched houses.

Chu Wuxian went against the wind and used all his strength to barely keep up with the people and ran to Murong Shuang's village.

At this time, the village was surrounded by many guards, and even those who advanced could not get out.

The clansmen motioned to Chu Wuxian to lie down quickly, if he was seen by the guards, he would be killed on the spot.

Chu Wuxian hid outside a broken wall, looking for Shui Xuanzi back and forth, but all around him were clansmen huddled in the corners, but Shui Xuanzi was nowhere to be seen.

Chu Wuxian couldn't help but ask, "Where did Shui Xuanzi go?"

"Be quiet. The tribesmen lowered their voices and said secretly, "I'm afraid I've broken into the village." ”

"Oh, what the hell ...... then"

Chu Wuxian was very worried about Shui Xuanzi's safety at this time.

I don't know why, Chu Wuxian was afraid of Shui Xuanzi's safety at this time, for fear that Shui Xuanzi would make a mistake.

The tribesmen said angrily: "Looking at this situation, then he is afraid that he will be poisoned! When I first left, there were only two guards, how can there be so many now, I am really miserable Shui Xuanzi." ”

After the tribesmen finished speaking, they were full of remorse.

Chu Wuxian knew that Shui Xuanzi was not dead this time, but he couldn't tell this clansman.

Chu Wuxian just wanted to know how Shui Xuanzi escaped in this incident.

There was no movement in the village for a long time.

After a long time, the guards gave an order and slowly evacuated.

It was only when all the guards had withdrawn that the clansmen poked their heads out and said a little strangely: "It shouldn't be, why is it so quiet?

"What do you mean by that?" asked Chu Wuxian.

The clansmen glanced at Chu Wuxian and said angrily: "Do you not know anything and don't know anything about the world? Or, you are a foreigner? No, I heard that the alien is the same as our Blackwater tribe......"

"Okay, I'm not a foreigner, I just want to verify from you, if it's so quiet, either the patriarch has no interest after seeing Murong Shuang and leaves on his own, or it's ......"

Ahh

Chu Wuxian also had a bang in his brain at this time, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and pray secretly: Patriarch, isn't it his biological father Wan Chaozong? I hope that this time I pass by here, and don't kill too much!

A few ethnic groups hiding in the corners and corners also felt that the situation was not right, and rushed into the villages.

Chu Wuxian slowly stood up, he could already smell the smell of blood, this was an extraordinary killing, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the people in the entire village to save their lives.

Chu Wuxian bypassed the broken wall, raised his heavy legs, and walked towards the village.

Walking to the entrance of the village, there was still silence in the cottage, only the wind was blowing, and the wind was loud, which increased the fear in Chu Wuji's heart.

Step by step, walking cautiously, on the yellow earth under his feet, slowly overflowed with blackened blood, one by one, like a thin stream, slowly, one after another black viscous blood, hula la.

The smell of blood, blown away by the wind, wafted in the air, and spread far, far away.

Chu Wuxi's heart had fallen into the darkest state of mind.

His guess was right, due to Murong Shuang's disobedience, Shui Xuanzi's obstruction, and the intercession of the villagers, the patriarch Wan Chaozong mobilized all the guards to rush over and slaughter the village.

The whole village, men, women, and children, a total of 897 people, did not leave a single one, and all of them were killed!

The people of the village in the early days, with indifferent expressions, dragged out all these corpses under the command of a clan chief and piled them up in a square outside the village, where a huge fire pit had already begun to be built.

The poor 897 people died unexpectedly, and they will be burned in the end.

Chu Wuxian looked for Shui Xuanzi like crazy, and finally in the middle of the square, he saw a man covered in blood, kneeling straight on the ground, looking directly at the fire pit piled up in front of him, without saying a word.

This person is Shui Xuanzi.

Chu Wuxian walked to Shui Xuanzi's side, stretched out his hand to fear his back, squatted down beside Shui Xuanzi, and silently accompanied Shui Xuanzi, neither of them spoke.

Chu Wuxian's state of mind at this time had begun to sympathize with Shui Xuanzi very much, he never knew these past events, this killing caused by his biological father Wan Chaozong made Chu Wuxian completely see the darkness of this world.

The flames rose into the sky, and the sound of sizzling and pulling made people feel their scalps tingle.

The sound of burning skin, in this empty square, sounded so terrifying, so terrifying.

There is also the billowing smoke, like a demon, shrouded in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, changing the color of the sky, changing the scenery of the earth, and changing the blood of the tribesmen.

A pungent smell that makes people dizzy.

The fire burned from noon, until the beginning of the moonlight, Chang Yuansheng, a member of the clan, covered his nose and glanced at it, and left on his own indifferently.

Just waiting for the dark fire to be extinguished and the ashes to cool down, Shui Xuanzi sighed, blood appeared in his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he said: "Chang Yuansheng, it was you, it was you who killed my eight hundred and ninety-seven people, and it was you again, who burned everyone's souls and prevented them from being reborn, I remember you." ”

Chu Wuxian knew that the current Chang Yuansheng was Chang Wusheng's father twenty years later, Chang Yuansheng, the minister of etiquette of the dynasty.

Since Shui Xuanzi gritted his teeth with hatred for Chang Yuansheng, why did he still let Chang Yuansheng be ranked as the Minister of Etiquette after twenty years?

Chu Wuxian didn't ask.

Even if he asked, Shui Xuanzi really didn't know why Chang Yuansheng was able to rank above the court after twenty years, weighing his height.

Chu Wuxian cautiously asked, "Then, Murong Shuang, she, what's wrong with her......

Shui Xuanzi raised his smile, haha, and then said coldly: "She was taken away." Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, a small country woman, to be able to be favored by the patriarch, it is really a blessing for Murong Shuang's third life and third cultivation......"

Before he finished speaking, Shui Xuanzi was already choked up and couldn't make a sound. A young talent in his prime, at this time, his face was full of tears.

"Then what will you do in the future?"

Chu Wuxian didn't know what comfort he could give Shui Xuanzi besides this sentence.

"What can I do? As a clansman, like livestock, sometimes, I am not as good as a yak on Lutai Mountain, yak cattle are not allowed to be killed indiscriminately, and I can also contribute to the patriarch, I am waiting for ants, what can I do, Chu Wuxian, you tell me, what can I do now?"

Shui Xuanzi suddenly stood up, danced his robe, danced, suddenly to the east, suddenly to the west, running and jumping, moving and rolling, not at all as personable as he had seen in the morning.

Chu Wuxian was sad in his heart: Shui Xuanzi is crazy.

Shui Xuanzi was really crazy, he danced, and said in his mouth: "Why, why? Why do I live, why do I live? He, why didn't he kill me? He, why didn't he kill me? Why? Why is this? Can anyone tell me why? Without Murong Shuang, how can I live? How can I live? Murong Shuang, you tell me, you, can you tell me......

The night was getting cooler, the voice was terrible, Chu Wuxian looked at the black patch, took out the oil lamp in his sleeve, groped, found a fire fold, and lit the oil lamp.

I thought I could illuminate a little bit of the night, but I didn't see it, the lights turned on, the sky was bright, Chu Wuxian found himself stupidly holding an oil lamp, standing in front of a group of people, the sun was blazing on his head, sweating, and the people around him were dumbfounded, and he was also surprised.