In late spring, the morning mist flows like clouds, obscuring the village.

The fresh air is mixed with a faint smell of soot.

Li Ruyu, who was rushing overnight, looked haggard, and the injuries on his body began to stain blood again, standing at the entrance of the village, there was occasionally a rooster and dog barking in the village, as if to tell Li Ruyu that this was just an ordinary morning in Fanmian Village, and what Shen Lian said was a lie.

However, in front of me was a collapsing private school, with wisps of green smoke floating in the ashes of the broken bricks and tiles, blending into the white mist.

There was no one in the private school, there was blood.

Li Ruyu poured lead on his feet and walked heavily into the fog, and the broken village appeared in front of him from the fog piece by piece.

Zhao Ergou's house is still intact, there is no one in the house, there is blood, there is the corpse of the black tiger, and the spotted guard next to the corpse, whimpering and rubbing against his mother's head, trying to get it up.

In just a few hundred meters of road, Li Ruyu seems to have walked for hundreds of years, most of the village houses are intact, there is blood in the front yard and behind the house, except for the roosters and dogs, the village is terrifyingly quiet.

In front of Sun Widower's palace, Li Ru's fish heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

The palace was gone, only a piece of ashes remained, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burnt paste, Li Ruyu stood in the ruins, looking at the dense mountains of tooth-white ashes in the ashes, and sat down on the ground with all his strength.

Li Ruyu's heart is very calm.

Or rather, it's empty, I don't think about anything, I just sit there, I just sit there.

This is a day.

It wasn't until dusk that Li Ruyu came to his senses, and then went to his house to turn over some old rice, pulled a few vegetables from the ground, fried them on the table, and ate quietly.

Eating and eating, Li Ruyu, who never stopped chopsticks between meals, put down his chopsticks.

muttered, it's not fragrant.

Wash the dishes, take a bath, sleep.

As if it was just a normal night.

The dark Fanmian Village was extremely quiet, and there was no creak opening by the lotus pond in the middle of the night.

In the azure night sky, dark clouds suddenly appeared, surging like whirlpools, lightning and thunder.

Li Ruyu was lying on the bed, sweating profusely.

Dream.

It's a wilderness as far as the eye can see.

In the boundless wilderness, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that cannot be seen, full of stumps, broken arms, swords, and halberds, and broken blood-stained banners are submerged in the river of blood.

With a slight step, there is a pile of mud under your feet, mud stained with blood.

Li Ruyu stood in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, looking not far away, there, there was a general wearing a white helmet and a blood-red coat standing with his back to him, dancing in the wind.

The general is like a god who crawled out of hell - a god of killing.

Li Ruyu watched quietly.

I don't know how long, the general finally turned around slowly and looked at Li Ruyu.

The general is not tall, but he stands tall in this sea of corpses and blood, and all the brilliance cannot hide his world-beating edge.

Those empty eyes without emotion were like knives.

Li Ruyu wanted to speak, but found that no matter how he opened his mouth, he couldn't pronounce a single word.

The general moved forward step by step.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood were like a wave, split into two in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, the general walked in front of him, his eyes were still empty and sharp, but Li Ruyu couldn't see his face clearly.

The general raised his hand slightly.

A sword suddenly appeared in his hand, facing Li Ruyu, inch by inch.

Li Ruyu couldn't move.

I could only watch as the long sword pierced into his chest, and then watched as the general sank into his body little by little along the long sword, and finally disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, ghosts cried wolves howled, and there were voices that resounded for nine days.

"My name is white."

In the corner of Li Ruyu's eyes, he saw that there were people in the sea of corpses and blood who were alone, standing in the original position of the white armor general, looking at himself silently.

The wind is dashing and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.

Jing Ke!

Suddenly there was a thunderstorm.

Li Ruyu sat up in shock, sweating profusely listening to the thunderstorms on the sky, there were some more things in his mind, in addition to Jing Ke's ten steps and one kill, he seemed to have an ice-like heart.

The tangible and the indispensable exist in the mind.

A heart?!

White heart!

Why is it a heart, and what does it represent?

Li Ruyu didn't know who Jing Ke was.

I don't know Bai Qi.

I vaguely feel that these two people are probably inseparable from their own thunder and death.

I didn't think about it - it's not a bad thing after all.

For example, without Jing Ke's ten-step kill, he probably wouldn't be able to kill Sun Widower, nor would he be able to kill Zhang Jiao.

As for the impact of Bai Qi's heart on himself, it is useless to think too much, what should come will come after all.

On the second day, Li Ruyu got up, washed, and ate.

Then he came to the back of the palace with a hoe, found a sunny place, and dug a pit without saying a word, Zhao Ergou's spotted spot ran out of nowhere, called him twice, and lay aside and watched quietly.

There is no murder in his eyes.

From early morning until late in the evening, a large pit was dug large enough to lay down more than 300 white bones.

On the third day, Li Ruyu took all the white bones out of the ashes and put them into the ground, but he frowned, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, those bones that were not burned to ashes seemed to be a lot weaker?

I didn't think much about it, I buried piles of loess one after another, and finally found a wooden board and took out a pen and ink inkstone, but after all, nothing was written, so I inserted it in front of the big tomb.

After all this, Li Ruyu went door-to-door to find incense wax money paper and burned it silently in front of the grave.

Sleep ye in peace.

One day, I will let Zhao Changyi and Shen Lian sacrifice blood.

Spotted has been silently watching all this.

After burning the incense, Li Ruyu left the village without saying a word, walked to the entrance of the village and looked back, and waved his hand gently, as if there were countless villagers there under the shade of the willow trees.

There is no more food in this life.

Spots follow suit.

Li Ruyu stared at Huaban, squatted down silently, stroked the hideous Huaban's head, and said softly: "Huaban, there are only two of us in Fanmian Village, and I will protect you in the future." ”

There was no fierce light in Hua Ban's eyes, and he gently followed Li Ruyu's caressing, stretched out his tongue and licked Li Ruyu's wrist.

Li Ruyu got up, and the spots were behind.

A man and a dog, small as nothing in the mountains, but the only life.

……

……

It's just that the young man didn't see that on the top of the mountains in Fanmian Village, there was a middle-aged widow standing under a big tree, staring at a person and a dog out of the mountain, and said that this child must be very sad.

Next to the woman, there was an old man in a Confucian shirt, sighing and being confused.

Deeper in the valley, there is a faint smell of cooking smoke.

……

……

Lin'an Chaotang exploded.

Before Shen Lian, who was promoted to the deputy Qianhu of the Beizhen Fusi, and Xu Qiuge, who was escorted by the three Beizhen Fusi Xiaoqi, arrived in Lin'an, there was a recital from the prefect of Changling Mansion and it was delivered to the imperial desk of His Majesty's Vertical Arch Palace.

This letter from the prefect of Changling is very simple, but it states two things without bias.

Jiangqiu Zhizhou Xu Jiye died in Chunfeng Pass, Bishan County.

More than 300 villagers in Fanmian Village, under the jurisdiction of Bishan County, were slaughtered overnight, and the initiator was Shen Lian, who was now promoted to deputy Qianhu in the 13th Xiwei Institute of the former Fu Si Chang Lingfu of Beizhen, and the only survivor was Li Ruyu, who was killed by Jiang Qiufang Tiqi in Beizhen.

And the day before this letter was delivered to His Majesty's imperial desk, the well-informed Nanzhen Fusi had already met His Majesty in advance, and only said two things: Xu Jiye's death and the slaughter of Fanmian Village.