Outside Binh Duong, in a ruined and abandoned village, a young man in ragged clothes sits by a campfire, his head bowed.

There were many people around the campfire, but they were all scrawny, lying or sitting in various strange positions, and the whole camp was silent and unusual.

The young man raised his head, a red light flashed in his eyes, the bonfire suddenly became hot, and the sounds of walking and talking around came one after another.

"Big cow, my baby couldn't hold it last yesterday and starved to death." Beside the young man, someone was talking.

It was a middle-aged woman, with sallow and chapped skin, holding a child who had not been dead for a long time, and the woman looked at a man standing in front of him, her eyes flashing with struggle and longing.

In fact, the man was not much better, there was a woman lying next to him, who seemed to be unconscious, and in the woman's arms, clutching the body of a child that had already decomposed.

"Really, what a coincidence, my son is also dead, and his mother is reluctant to let him go, but whatever, I have to let the baby go into the ground for peace......" The man looked at the middle-aged woman, his eyes were a little dodgy, but in the end he was ruthless and hugged the body from the woman's arms.

"Or, his aunt, you can bury it for me." The man hugged the stinking corpse, a little overwhelmed.

The woman's eyes were slightly red, but she did not cry.

Without saying a word, she shoved the corpse of her own child into the man's arms, took the other corpse and began to walk back, but her steps were more resolute than many men.

She has to live, the world does not believe in tears, and the cheapest thing is sympathy.

The young man withdrew his gaze and lifted the tattered hat on his head, revealing a handsome face covered with dust, and the young man smiled and leaned against the pillar behind him, he began to feel that the world was a little interesting.

……

In the middle of the night, when most of the people were asleep, the howl of a woman woke everyone up.

Ling Tian was holding a Tang knife in his arms, and his eagle-like sharp eyes swept over and landed on a couple not far from him.

A cowardly husband during the day, and a mother who has just lost her child.

"The baby is dead!"

"He didn't make it to get us into town!"

"But we're not dead yet, and if we don't die, we have to find a way to live!"

The husband's voice was not loud, but it was loud in the silent night, and everyone could hear it clearly.

The woman was still howling, crying with desperation, and even someone in the crowd began to sobble quietly.

"Don't cry, save some effort, we don't have water."

It was a brother and sister who spoke, the younger sister had just been awakened, and the elder brother was on vigil, holding a dagger in his hand, and the blood stain on the dagger was so that the people around him who were not good intentions dared not come forward.

Ling Tian's gaze fell on his brother's face, and there was a ferocity in those eyes that did not match his age.

It was a pair of eyes that had really killed people, but it appeared on the body of a child.

"What's your name?"

Ling Tian came to the brother and sister and looked at the eyes that he admired.

"The dead don't deserve a name."

The elder brother raised his head and held the dagger guardedly, and the younger sister hid behind the elder brother timidly and grabbed the corner of his brother's clothes.

"How about making a deal." Ling Tian lowered his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Take me to Xinzheng, and then work for me." ”

The boy looked at him, his gaze moving all the way down, landing on the Tang Dao in Ling Tian's hand.

"What do I get?"

"A name."

In the night, the boy nodded his head, and the three of them left the camp one after another, leaving behind them still crying bitterly.

……

Early in the morning, Xinzheng ushered in three strange people.

The reason why it is strange is because the costumes of the three people are too strange, they are all wearing robes that are very different from normal people's styles, although they are strange, but they can be seen to be exquisitely made, but the appearance of one big and two small ones does not look like some dignitaries.

The young man in the lead was holding a long knife with a strange shape in his arms, so it seemed that he was probably a person from the rivers and lakes, but his delicate hands did not look like a man running the rivers and lakes.

The young man was Ling Tian, and the two children were the Baiyue people who had been brought back from the camp last night.

After entering the city, the boy left from Ling Tian's side, and when he was on his way last night, Ling Tian gave him a large sum of money and a task.

He's going to a place called the Seven Peerless Hall, and he's going to wait for him alive from there.

As for the little girl, she still followed behind Ling Tian, and under the guidance of passers-by, she walked in the direction of Zilanxuan.

Zilanxuan was not difficult to find, and it didn't take much effort to walk from the city gate, Ling Tian walked in, and the welcoming girls inside were all a little surprised when they saw the little girl behind him.

"A private room, a bottle of wine, and a jade girl's piano to drink."

Ling Tian took out a piece of gold from his arms, and the welcoming girl smiled brightly, took the gold nugget from Ling Tian's hand, and guided Ling Tian upstairs.

But the little girl stayed downstairs, standing timidly at the door, looking at the passing guests.

……

On the second floor of Zilanxuan, Ling Tian sat in the box, slowly drinking the wine in the cup, and there was a peerless beauty beside him, gently stroking the piano, bringing a pleasant sound of the piano.

Warring States wine, pretty woman, but his mind is not on this.

"Childe, isn't this piano pleasing to the ear?"

Lang Yu's fingers stopped slightly, the beautiful sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Ling Tian took a sip of the wine in the glass, and shook his head lightly.

"So, is the wine unsatisfactory?"

Ling Tian thought for a moment and put the cup back on the table, while the maid on the side picked up the wine jug and looked at Ling Tian's face at a loss.

"What's bothering Childe?"

Lang Yu got up from behind the piano and came to Ling Tian, and the maid on the side exhaled lightly when she saw this, and handed over the wine jug in her hand.

The beautiful woman bent down, poured a glass of fine wine for Ling Tian, and brought her hands in front of Ling Tian.

"I'm waiting for someone."

Ling Tian took the cup and drank all the wine in the cup, the warm taste slid down his throat, and a hot qi rose in his lower abdomen, like a flame.

This wine is good, even a person like him who does not understand wine can taste the intoxicating aroma and taste.

"Waiting...... Old friend? ”

Lang Yu sat at the other end of the table, his eyes glancing at Ling Tianhu's mouth as if he were inadvertently, and his wrist moved slightly, filling the two wine glasses on the table.

"Add another pair of cups, he's already here."

Ling Tian chuckled, and there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Ling Yu Yingying smiled and got up to take the cup.

The door of the box was slowly opened, and the first to come in was a small figure, the little girl did not speak, and stood timidly beside Ling Tian, followed by a jade-faced young man in a purple brocade robe.

"I don't know why Brother Tai called me here?"

The purple-clothed young man's gaze looked around the room, and finally landed on Ling Tian's body, and the Tang Dao on Ling Tian's right side made him can't help but take a few more looks.