Before Pangu opened the sky, he existed. Its shape is ethereal, ethereal to the ground, turning into a boulder, its name is unknown. The prototype of the heavenly court appeared, and he entered the divine genealogy, but he did not have a priesthood. An ancient demon god was not convinced by the high rank of this god, and designed to let this god go down to earth to experience. This god made a bet with him that when he was in the mortal world, he would not use divine power. For the sake of fairness, the demon god sealed the name of this god, and this god could only return to heaven after completing the task.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed in the world. The heavenly court has changed greatly, and there are thousands more immortals. But the ancient god of the mortal world has been forgotten by many people.

Wu Warring States, Tangshan, Hot Spring County.

The qi that relies on emotions to control the damage is called murderous qi, and the person who cultivates the murderous qi as an immortal is called killing immortals. The people of this world are proud of cultivating murderous energy, and they are proud of becoming immortal killers. The murderous awakening was at the age of six, and almost all the children in Tangshan awakened the murderous talent, but Feng Aohan is a well-known waste person because he is a mentally handicapped imbecile.

Feng Aohan is a scholar who steams cakes and pours tea at the feet of the old lady of the Que family mansion in Tangshan Hot Spring County. His mother was blind, and mother and son depended on each other for their lives. The Que family is the second largest immortal killer family in Tangshan, and there is a young master named Que Lie in the family, who is a famous bully in Tangshan. Feng Aohan is honest and loyal, and he steam a good pastry, which is deeply pleasing to the old lady. Feng Aohan's mother saved the old lady when she was pregnant, so in front of the old lady, Feng Aohan's status was even higher than that of Young Master Qilie, which made the bully young master very unconvinced.

Feng Aohan is twelve years old this year, and he has missed the best time to awaken, and he is destined to be a waste in this life. Que Lie is sixteen years old this year, he is the leader of Shengquan Village, and his murderous aura has been cultivated to a level beyond the reach of children in Tangshan. From time to time, Que Lie has to take a group of children to rectify this mentally handicapped boy.

On the sixth day of the second month, spring descends on the earth. Today is Feng Aohan's thirteenth birthday, and the old lady specially put Feng Aohan on vacation for a few days. Feng Aohan returned to his hometown on leave, and the old lady gave Feng Aohan some small money when he left. Feng Aohan kowtowed and thanked him, carried a cloth bag and a food box, and left the gate of the Bird family's mansion.

Feng Aohan held the money and walked in the mountains and streams with a smile.

In the season of recovery, the snow has melted, the birds are singing in the branches, and the beasts are howling in the mountains. On the right hand side is the deep mountains and old forests, and on the left hand side is the large lake with rippling blue waves. The breeze blows, and the flowers and butterflies fly.

The old lady of the Bird family built a small thatched hut on the edge of the mountain spring for Feng Aohan's mother. The waterfall hangs high, the leaves are dense, and the vegetables and fruits in the fields are blooming. Seeing that he was about to return home, at this moment, a group of teenagers rushed out from behind the woods. Blocked in front of the wind and cold. Feng Aohan fixed his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was none other than Young Master Qilie. Feng Aohan lowered his head with a smile.

"Fool, where are you going?"

Feng Aohan said in a slurred voice, "Go home and take care of my mother!"

Quelie came over with a group of children. Feng Aohan carried a burden on his left and a food box on his right. With a smile on his face, a group of people surrounded him and quickly snatched the food box.

"What's in this box?"

Feng Aohan's voice was low, "Chicken cake." ”

"Yo, I forgot. It's your birthday!"

"Young Master Qilie, the nobles are forgetful. It's really gratifying to remember this fool's birthday. ”

Feng Aohan: "Give it back to me! It's mine." ”

Que Lie: "What do you call you? Your life belongs to my Bird family." This pastry is obviously mine. ”

"Feng Aohan" box, medicine to treat mother. Give me the cake to you. ”

Que Lie looked disdainful: "Why? Your mother has been sick for more than a year, and she won't die if she drinks less medicine." ”

Feng Aohan: "Young Master, give it back to me." ”

"Fool, it's okay to give it back to you." But you have to play a game with us, and if you win, Master Ben will give you back the things. ”

Feng Aohan nodded and wiped the saliva from his mouth. Que Lie took out a piece of red cloth and shook his hand.

"Fool, let's catch someone." You blindfold and come and grab a few of us. With a stick of incense, you catch one of us and call out the man's name, and you win. ”

Feng Aohan ate his eating hand, "Young Master Qilie, I'm stupid! I don't know what your name is!"

Que Lie pointed to the child behind him, "This is Miss Yang Hang, the classmate of Young Master Ben, this is Wang Abacus's son, and this is Zhu Fei." Those two are the thugs in the family, Abang and Ali. ”

Feng Aohan nodded, "Remember." ”

As the words fell, Ali blindfolded Feng Aohan's eyes with a red strip of cloth. Feng Aohan stood in place and shouted three times, then stretched out his hand and began to grab people. At this moment, the sunset hangs in the sky, and it looks like it is about to set, because it is a suburb, and it is not an official road, except for these children, there is no one else here.

Yang Hang stood behind Feng Aohan.

Yang Hang: "Mentally retarded, I'm here!"

Before Feng Aohan turned around, this Yang Hang girl turned on her murderous aura and kicked Feng Aohan to the ground. Feng Aohan fell a dog gnawing on the mud, some people use happiness to control murderousness, some people use anger to control murderous energy, and some people use excitement to control murderous energy. This Yang Hang was extremely happy, and the kick just now was not merciful at all. Feng Aohan was hit by that kick and fell to the ground, limp all over. Everyone laughed, and the wind was full of mud and sand.

"Stand up, big fool!"

Thinking that his mother was still waiting for medicine in the house, Feng Aohan immediately had strength, he spit out the mud and sand in his mouth, and got up angrily. Continue to play games with these young masters. Feng Aohan's clothes became dirty and looked very embarrassed. Que Lie raised his palm and slapped it Feng Aohan's shoulder, and Feng Aohan almost hit the tree. At first, it was just punching and kicking, but after a few minutes, the people intensified.

They began to tear Feng Aohan's clothes with murderous aura. Not to be addicted to murderous energy, these people actually began to use hairpins, twigs, and stones. The hairpin pierced into Feng Aohan's flesh, the branches scratched Feng Aohan's face, and the stone smashed Feng Aohan's ankle. Feng Aohan's ears moved, and he grabbed it hard, and unexpectedly caught Yang Hang.

Feng Aohan: "Miss Yang Hang!"

After Feng Aohan finished speaking, he lifted the strip of cloth in front of him to confirm. Feng Aohan's mud-covered hand pinched the woman's sleeve.

Yang Hang looked disgusted: "The new skirt that people just bought today." ”

Que Lie slapped Feng Aohan's face, Feng Aohan's eyes turned black, his face was spicy and red, and his teeth almost fell out. Ali kicked Feng Aohan to the ground. Zhu Fei made up for it a few times, and Feng Aohan's ankle was trampled on by the fat man.

"Stinky dog, can you touch Miss Yang Hang?"

"You let play the game." ”

Sparrow: "I'll let you play." Okay, something for you. You can get it. ”

Que Lie stood by the lake with a food box, and Feng Ao Han came to Que Lie with a smile. Que Lie is higher than Feng Aohan, Feng Aohan stretched out his hand to prepare to receive the food box, who expected that at this time, the Bird Lie threw his side hand, the food box fell to the ground, and the chicken cake spilled all over the ground.

Quelie pretended to be surprised, "Oops! I'm sorry! You didn't catch it!"

Yang Hang "is dirty, don't play with him anymore, go back to change clothes, eat and drink." ”

Feng Aohan squatted on the ground with an anxious face, and he hurriedly opened the food box. The herbs for his mother were still there, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart. He picked up the large piece of chicken cake on the floor and took out a knife to put the chicken cake back on the plate that had not been muddy in the middle. The chicken cake, which was originally the size of a palm, is now only the size of two ping-pong balls. He carried the food box and limped towards the house.

The sun is setting, and the wind is cold and finally returning home. The thatched hut is surrounded by a wall of stone and mud that is more than a meter high, and there are strange colored stones on top of the wall. Mother tells Feng Aohan that the stones are used to ward off monsters.

The fields and flowers are planted in front of the house, and the spring is the mountain behind the house. There are fish but no flowers in the spring, and there are flowers but no fish in the mountains.

Before I entered the house, I smelled the smell of cooking smoke. Feng Aohan choked and pushed the door open.

Feng Aohan: "Mother, I'm back!"

Mother: "Why did you come back so late? ”

Feng Aohan: "Mother, I brought you a cake, one bite per person, hurry up and eat it." ”

Feng Aohan washed his face by the spring, and the water on his body floated with the water, and after cleaning the wound, he put on some potions, and wrapped them in a simple strip of cloth. The two sat in the courtyard and ate. On the round stone table, there are three pairs of dishes and chopsticks, a stack of pickles, a small pot of white porridge, and a plate of steamed fish. Feng Aohan's hand was wrapped like a rice dumpling.

Mother: "Son, why did you pick up the vegetables and fall back on the plate?"

Feng Aohan: "I can't hide anything from my mother's ears." ”

Mother: "What's wrong?"

Feng Aohan "fell on the mountain road, injured his hand, and it was difficult to pick up vegetables." ”

Mother: "Silly son, pay attention next time." ”

As the words fell, the mother took a bite of the chicken cake.

Mother: "Son, this rich and noble family's things are really fine, just eat a bite and it's gone." ”

"If the mother likes it, bring some the child another day." ”

Mother: "By tonight, you will be thirteen years old." ”

Feng Aohan: "yes." ”

Feng Aohan's mouth was swollen, and it was difficult to eat eggs.

Mother: "It's time to tell you the truth. You go inside and dig out the box under my pillow. ”

Feng Aohan had just gotten up when he suddenly heard someone shouting outside the house.

"Feng Aohan, come out to play. ”

When Feng Aohan heard this, the person who spoke was none other than Young Master Qilie. Feng Aohan couldn't refuse any of the young master's requests, refused once, and beat him once. Feng Aohan's martial arts and warring states paid attention to murderous education and neglected moral quality education. These little killing immortals practice every day, and the pressure is too great, and they can't find a place to vent, so Feng Aohan has become a free punching bag.

Feng Aohan opened the door.

"Aunt Feng, I took Ao Han out to play." ”

"Go ahead!"

This mother didn't know what Que Lie did to Feng Aohan, Feng Aohan didn't want her mother to be sad and troubled, she was bullied on weekdays, so she didn't say anything in her heart. Feng Aohan followed Que Lie out of the hut. It was getting late at night, and Quelie's men were carrying lanterns. The right hand is the lake, and the left hand is the forest.

Feng Aohan: "Young Master, where are you going to take me?"

"They say there are monster eggs on the mountain, you go get some to play with." If you get it, I'll never trouble you again. ”

"Feng Aohan" will die. All kinds of beasts in the mountains. It's going to die. ”

"Are you going or not going?"

Feng Aohan took a step back, "I'm going to die!"

Que Lie took a step forward, "If you don't go, I'll call them to beat you." ”

Feng Aohan: "It's really going to die." ”

Que Lie didn't know where his temper came from, and he punched at Feng Aohan. Feng Aohan happened to be standing by the lake, he was a little scared, he subconsciously took half a step back, stepped on a piece of moss, and almost slipped off.

Feng Aohan was extremely frightened, "Thank you, young master, for saving me!"

Quelie smiled slightly, then let go of his hand. Feng Aohan fell, he couldn't swim, he struggled in the water, he desperately called for help. These young masters and young ladies laughed heartily and ignored them. The sixth day of the second month is the birthday of Feng Aohan, but this moment is about to become a death day.