Chapter 1: Qin Yiren

"The Tiger Wolf Qin people are calling, run away!"

"The Tiger Wolf Qin people are brutal and unkind, they will never let us go, we must flee as soon as possible!"

"Bai Qi is an executioner, a butcher, he is murderous, likes to eat human brains, more than 200,000 soldiers have been sucked up by him, and his cruelty has never been seen in the ages!"

The capital of Zhao State, Handan, was shrouded in fear, chaotic, rumors flew all over the sky, and the people were frightened and uneasy, dragging their families and mouths, helping the old and the young, and fleeing the country one after another.

Handan is the capital of Zhao State, and it is also the political and economic center of Shandong.

If it is in ordinary times, there are many pedestrians like carp crossing the river, shoulder to shoulder, heel to heel, lively and extraordinary; The sound of street vendors shouting one after another, resounding into a scene, is a scene in Handan; The scholars came and went, and the voices of the debate were endless, and they were praised all over the world......

And now, it has become a common practice for Chinese people to flee the country, ten out of ten rooms, nine empty rooms in Handan, few pedestrians, no sound of street vendors, and a sign of depression.

Northwest of Handan, there is an alley. The alley is not deep, and the stone walls on both sides block the light, making the alley as empty as a canyon.

At the end of the alley, there is a small courtyard, several low huts. The ground is covered with dead leaves, exuding a ** smell. The dead leaves are dotted with sparse and faint footprints, and at a glance you know that few people walk.

"Woo!"

There was a cry of grief in the courtyard. In this empty and quiet courtyard, the cry is like a midnight owl, which makes people feel creepy.

In the middle of the hut were five people, four men and one woman, and their cries were made.

These five men were scrawny, their eyes were deep, and they would have thought of them as skeletons if they weren't weeping to prove that they were human.

The patched, white-washed robe was worn on the body, and it was empty, as if it were on a bamboo pole.

"Childe, wake up!"

"Childe, you can't just leave, we have to go back to Qin."

"Childe, you are so wronged!"

The five of them wept around a young man lying on a short couch, his eyes were red, and he was so sad that tears flew like pearls of broken threads, wetting his clothes.

The young man was about twenty years old, and his face was as pale as white paper, without a trace of blood. What's even more surprising is that this young man is skinny, and there is no flesh on his body.

He was so tall and so thin that one would equate him with a bamboo pole.

No matter how the five cried or called, the young man did not move at all, obviously dead, and the hearts of the five went straight down. Among them, the oldest, the old man with gray temples wiped his red eyes and choked up: "Childe is gone, what should we do?" ”

"Heibo, it's better for you to make up your mind, we'll all listen to you." The other four said in unison, their eyes focused on the old man.

"We have to transport Gongzi's bones back to Qin and hand them over to the King of Qin for disposal." Heibo thought about it and had an idea.

"Gongzi's death in Handan, it is right to let Gongzi's soul return to his hometown and return to Qin. However, how can we go back and report to the King of Qin? You can't say that Childe is ......" The tallest middle-aged man said halfway through, and then he couldn't say any more, only the anger on his face.

"The prince is a dignified prince and grandson, and he went like this, if people know about it, he won't become a laughing stock? We can't make Childe a laughing stock! The remaining three said in unison, although their voices were lacking in qi and had no strength, they were full of perseverance.

"It's all about Zhao Guo, it's all a good thing done by that Pingyuan Jun who sells his reputation and reputation!" Hei Bo was indignant and said: "Let's go back to Qin and report what happened to Gongzi in Handan to the King of Qin, and ask King Qin to avenge Gongzi." ”

"Childe's revenge must be avenged! I have to report it! The four of them echoed in unison: "The prince and grandson of the prince and grandson have ended up like this, and they must not spare the king of the plains!" ”

"King Qin can avenge Prime Minister Fan Sui, and he will definitely be able to avenge his son!" Hei Bo's right hand was clenched into a fist, the back of his hand was blue, and he said in a deep voice: "This hatred is not shared!" ”

The more the five of them talked, the more angry they became, their faces distorted, and they were very hideous.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded:

"Where is this?"

The voice came too suddenly, and the five of them were taken aback, and when they looked closely, they saw that the young man on the couch opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes were gurgling, looking around like a curious baby.

"Childe, are you awake?" The five of them looked shocked, and then cheered: "Childe is awake!" ”

The five of them were skinny, and this joy was like a skeleton dancing, which was very scary.

"You ......" This young man jumped up from the couch as if he had installed a spring, his eyes were round, staring at the five people in front of him, with a look of surprise: "Who has such a ability to make such a real skeleton, it is more real than the real one." ”

"Hey! Childe, are you hungry and dizzy? The woman sighed faintly.

The voice is crisp, but it is weak, coupled with her skeletal appearance, a female ghost sighs faintly, which makes people creepy and cold on their backs.

"Can talk, so humane, highly intelligent!" The young man's face was full of joy.

"Childe is dizzy, and he talks nonsense." Heibo's face sank, and the smile on his face vanished.

Intelligent? What's that? For the ancients, there was no such thing, this is not dizzy, what else could it be?

"I'll touch it." The young man's right hand stretched out towards the woman, and as soon as he stretched it out, he froze in the air, followed by a scream: "I, me, me...... Am I also a smart skeleton? ”

The young man's eyes were fixed on his right hand, and he saw that his right hand was like firewood, and he saw only bones and no flesh.

Look at your left hand and your right hand.

Legs and feet, skinny and bone.

There is only a thin layer of skin on the chest.

"Am I really a skeleton?" The young man looked his body up and down, and let out a loud roar at the bottom of his rest, full of despair.

What is a skeleton? The undead in fantasy novels, people are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, if they become skeletons, are they still people?

His right hand squeezed his leg, and he screamed again: "Ah! Hurt! It hurts! Haha, not skeletons! It's not just a skeleton! ”

A smile immediately appeared on his desperate face, and the smile was layered layer after layer, as if he had picked up an ingot.

The young man touched his chest and muttered, "I see, it's thin, not a skeleton." Well...... I'm ...... Unexpectedly...... Wear...... The more ......"

The young man stood dumbfounded, his eyes wide and his mouth wide open, turned into a stone sculpture.

They looked at the strange words and deeds of the young man, and they were surprised and overwhelmed, but their eyes were round, staring at the young man's share.

"It's good that Childe wakes up, it's more important than anything else." Heibo was the first to react, with a smile on his face, and with his fleshless face, it was like a demon's smile.

"It's good that Childe wakes up." The other four were also smiling and happy.

There was a happy smile on his face without a trace of flesh, like a demon's smile.

Suddenly, the eyes of the four of them widened, their eyeballs almost hit the ground, and their gaping mouths bit down so hard that they almost broke their tongues.

I saw the young man's head slamming against the wall, making a "bang" sound, which shows that the force of this collision is not small.

The five of them were so worried that they were about to pounce on them to inspect the injuries, but they saw the young man holding his head in his hands, closing his eyes in pain, and muttering to himself, "How did I become this fucking person?" How could I be this soft egg? I'd rather be a skeleton than be this softie! ”

The young man opened his eyes, looked up at the blue sky, the blue sky was invisible, only saw the tattered roof, and sighed: "Hey! God is blind! Buddha, you are blind too! Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves suffering, are you being raised by Sun Monkey? Didn't even save me, made me this fucking wretch! ”

After Shi Cai was stunned, the young man accepted the memories in his body, and only then did he know that he had become Qin Yiren.

Who is Qin Yiren?

The most famous fucker in Chinese history!

There's no more fucked up than him!

Qin Yiren is the grandson of King Zhao of Qin and the concubine of Yingzhu, the crown prince of Qin. King Qin Zhao wanted to seek a place for the party in Korea, in order to prevent Zhao from intervening, he decided to befriend Zhao and send a hostage Zhao, Qin Yiren was "lucky" to be selected, came to Handan, and became a hostage from then on.

Qin is the first major warring state, prestige, as the king and grandson of Qin, Zhao not only did not dare to offend him, but also offered him as an ancestor, his days in Handan were very moist, to be windy, to rain to rain.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, the Changping War broke out, and Qin Zhao became a mortal enemy, fighting for life and death. Qin Yiren's good days came to an end, the goods sent by Qin were seized, and from then on, he couldn't eat enough and couldn't dress warmly.

Immediately afterwards, Pingyuan Jun, the prime minister of Zhao State, used him as a punching bag, put him under house arrest, and made it difficult for him in every way, Qin Yiren lived a dark life, and life was better than death.

The Battle of Changping lasted for three years, and Qin Yiren was tortured for three years. Three years of miserable life, during which there are many hardships and difficulties, it is impossible to say, Qin Yiren can't survive, can't die.

Finally, I was fainted by hunger, and since then. When Qin Yiren woke up again, he had already changed.

The dignified prince and grandson, who was still the king and grandson of the first major Warring States of Qin, was starved to death, if he said it, he would become a laughing stock and be ashamed.

If that's all there is to it, it won't make the current one so miserable, the problem is that this Qin Yiren is the most fucked up figure in Chinese history, how fucked up he is, just say a few things.

Qin Yiren is King Xiang of Qin Zhuang, very fucked. He was poor and destitute in Handan, became the abandoned son of Qin, had no life, had no way out, Lü Buwei lived in it with strange goods, and finally became a matter of buying the country, almost causing the disaster of codifying the country, and Qin almost had the surname Lü.

He picked up Lü Buwei's broken shoes Zhao Ji, that is, Qin Shihuang's mother, and lured the wolf into the house and appointed Lü Buwei as the prime minister. Lü Buwei was ambitious, poisoned Qin Yiren, regarded himself as his father, fornicated with Zhao Ji, led the big JB Chang Yu into the palace, defiled the court, and triggered a coup d'état. Lü Buwei messed with the Qin law, raised guests, abolished the false seal, and sealed 100,000 households, becoming the first powerful minister at that time.

If Lü Buwei's opponent hadn't been Qin Shi Huang, maybe he would have codified the Qin state.

All these disasters originated from Qin Yiren, can this not fuck up?

Is there anything more fucked up than that?

The current Qin Yiren is a graduate of a third-rate university in modern society, named Song Wu, a travel friend, who had an accident during an expedition to the mysterious Shennongjia and lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he had already become a fucked Qin Yiren who couldn't fuck anymore, and Qin Yiren wanted to die headlonging.

"I'm Qin Shi Huang's father!" Finally, there was good news, Qin Yiren comforted himself.