It was already completely dark outside.

But the night here is different from the pitch black of Sakura, and you can't feel the road ahead. The night sky here is very beautiful, countless stars are faintly shining, a few lights are occasionally seen outside, and there are lotus water lanterns floating on the shallow river, depicting a beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

Hua Yin sat on the bluestone stairs in front of the B&B, pried open the can-style beer that he found out of nowhere, propped himself on the steps with one hand, and shook the beer with the other.

Looking at the stream flowing not far away, the sparkling stream reflects the bright moon and starlight, beautiful like falling into a fairyland, it is indeed very beautiful, but it is a pity that it is all on the surface.

This town, from the beginning, has been rotten from the beginning, and this decay has been extended to this day, and it still remains.

The ancient Nuwa clan was ranked among the gods, inferior to humans and animals. The pickled filth of this should have been buried in his fire thousands of years ago.

Unexpectedly, these vicious sacrifices have been passed down to this day.

He will never be able to forget what he saw in Huai'an's dream after escaping from the Witch Gu Miao Village thousands of years ago.

On the so-called altar, the confidant and friend he had promised were tied to a huge wooden stake, his body was doused with oil, his mouth was stuffed with a rag, his head hung slightly as if he had fainted, his white clothes were stained red with blood, he was whipped, and countless firewoods were piled up under his feet, and countless people in the audience were gloatingly watching, and the patriarch with snakeskin and silver satin tied to his head had a vicious and smug smile on his face.

The smile was hidden.

Raising his voice, he said righteously, "Since you can't catch that evil ghost, let's start with these remnants around him." Cut off all his accomplices with a knife, with my Nuwa clan here, the evil ghosts don't want to harm our homeland, punish the evil and promote the good! ”

The fire was picked up and thrown into the pile of firewood.

In an instant, the spark ignited, and the tongue of fire licked Ye Ruobai's blood-stained body, slowly burning into a pile of ashes under her struggle and resistance.

The onlookers below kept clapping their hands, as if they had removed some heinous criminals, and clapped their hands happily and shouted: "Hahahaha, good! ”

The smiles on those people's faces were twisted and hideous little by little, like the faces of man-eating devils.

Extremely vicious.

"With the Nuwa clan here, our town is not afraid of demons and ghosts!"

"Punish the evil and promote the good, destroy the evil spirits, and raise the prestige of our people!"

"Punish the evil and promote the good, destroy the evil spirits, and raise the prestige of our people!"

"Punish the evil and promote the good, destroy the evil spirits, and raise the prestige of our people!"

"Punish the evil and promote the ...... good"

Hua Yin's eyes moved slightly, his five fingers tightly clasped the bluestone slab, his fingertips were white, he looked at the night scene in front of him and took a sip of beer, and then looked at the bright bubbling stream, and the face of the person seemed to appear on the water.

He has been romantic all his life, but he is worthy of heaven and earth, but he is only worthy of his best friend.

It was he who killed her.

As the old Tao said a thousand years ago, he was born an ominous person.

The living dead in the mouth of mortals.

The body is like a human being, it has a beating heart, but it has no temperature. The gray hair color and eyes are clear, and the vision at night is clear, and it is also different from that of mortals. It has an extreme self-healing ability, endless regeneration in a short period of time, wound healing, and immortality.

This is the reason why the Nuwa clan took his heart's blood to refine the immortal jade.

He was born in the lunar year of the lunar calendar, in order to absorb the last yang life of the mother's womb, after the yang qi roasted, naturally condensed between the fiery red leaves, and a blood-colored red lotus between the forehead. When he was born, he was born with a ghostly atmosphere, half human and half ghost, his lifespan was longer than the sky, and he was born with a strong evil spirit.