An old man in the Cockscomb Village died quietly, and many people didn't expect it to be the last time they saw him. However, everyone didn't have much regret, but they all had some premonitions, after all, he was so old and tired all his life.

"Tian Lao...... Didn't come this time?" A sharecropper asked.

"I saw him early in the morning!" said one of the tenant farmers.

"I'm afraid it's with that ...... Let's go together!" A somewhat savory voice sounded.

"Tian Laohe...... He's dead!" called a sharecropper suddenly running from the field on the side.

"What...... Tian Lao, he's dead?" Everyone looked extremely surprised, they thought that Tian Lao would definitely get something good to prolong his life if he hugged the thigh of that great immortal.

"What, dead...... The corpse is in his hut!" The tenant farmer seemed to be afraid that others would not believe him, so he raised his voice deliberately.

"If you die, you will die, none of us can escape this fate! If you die, you will be liberated, and you are afraid that you will be reincarnated or our ghost place!" The tenant farmer sighed as he spoke: "After a while, everyone go back and cover the old man with soil, he is indeed worthy of everyone all these years!"

When the tenant farmer who came to report the news heard this, his swarthy face flushed as red as burning iron, and he quietly lowered his head slightly, his eyes somewhat evading everyone's scrutiny.

"Mako...... What's wrong with you, your face is so red!"

A voice suddenly sounded in Asako's ears.

Mazi was startled, her face was even hotter, and she explained hesitantly: "No...... It's nothing, this brazier thief is hot!" He wiped his sweat vigorously, pointed at the early sun ghost and cursed, and gradually distanced himself from everyone.

In fact, before leaving, Mazi saw Tian Lao returning to the village alone gloomily, so he followed him, but found that Tian Lao was collapsed on his miscellaneous grass bed. He waited for a while, called a few times, but there was no response, and then he went in to probe Tian Lao's snort, and he was out of breath - dead. Everyone has gone away, I am afraid that if they are discovered by the subordinates of Master Pang Zhuang, they will inevitably be beaten, and if they don't do it, they will be killed, so they shuddered and ran away when they thought of this. And on the way here, he remembered Tian Lao's kindness to everyone, in this panicked death prison cage, Tian Lao was a humane old man. He felt that he should run, but he secretly complained that he had gone too quickly, and did not cover him with a coffin skin. He seemed uneasy, but he didn't expect to be negligent for a moment, and the words came out.

"Tian Lao...... Dead!"

"Who said that?"

"The pockmarked ...... of the five shops in Zhuangcun"

On the side of the wheat field of Longnan Mountain, a group of tenant farmers talked softly under the scorching sun that was halfway rising. They were talking about the lives and deaths of others, and they seemed so lightly. But I didn't expect that their fate would be crushed so lightly!

Ten miles away from Jiguanzhuang, on the shore of Beishan Lake, a group of fierce slave-killing soldiers and horses, and vicious domestic slaves are also ready to go. And on the high platform, Pang Fu looked haggard with vicissitudes of life. But he was obviously not desperate for love, the monstrous anger was attacking his heart, and there was only killing intent fluctuations in his eyes. He is a very deep city, forbearant and resourceful person, and rarely writes his emotions on his face, but this time he was angry - his only precious son Pang Zuyou died, dead without a body, died inexplicably! There was no clue, but all the clues pointed to all the tenant farmers in Jiguanzhuang.

"Woo...... Jealous of talent...... God is jealous of talents! Young master...... You died so miserably, you died so unjustly! Old slave ...... The old slave will follow you!" Wei Qiang burst into tears, beating his chest with his wrists, and he looked even more grief-stricken than the death of his own son.

"Father...... No!"

"Father...... The young master's great revenge has not been avenged, even if you die like this, the young master will not be able to rest in peace!"

Wei Qiang's two sons stood on their own left and right, preventing him from complying.

"Let go...... You two rebels, the master is kind to our family, and the lord humiliates the ministers to death, not to mention that we are just a generation of house slaves!" Wei Qiang struggled more and more, and scolded the two dissuaded sons.

Pang Fu restrained his anger slightly, raised his eyelids slightly, and said: "Butler, I have seen your loyalty, or is it important to avenge my son, I still don't know who the murderer is? But no matter who it is, I want him to regret coming to this world!"

An angry gaze burst out, surging killing intent, and a cold and silent death shudder......

"Okay, Master Pang Zhuang, I don't have much time, I don't have the time to watch you play majestic here!" A solemn voice sounded Mo Ran, very impatient.

This person looked at a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in a dusty robe, but this kind of outfit looked nondescript. He was short and stocky, but he was wearing a tight-fitting robe, which strangled his fat body tightly, and the flesh ring on his waist and belly was exposed, and the robe was still dragging to the ground. But the most impressive and intimidating thing is his eyes, one big and one small, up and down, every time he squints at people, he always feels that he is deliberately provoking...... And some contemptuous squint!

Zeng Sheng was very unhappy with this little errand, and he felt that his self-esteem had been seriously hurt. "How can I say that I am also one of the peak masters of the Thirteen Green Peaks of the Beishan Sect, but I didn't expect to be sent to help these ordinary people and cheap slaves as thugs......" The more Zeng Sheng thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.

For the adults sent by the Beishan Sect, Pang Fu did not dare to have any dissatisfaction. So he could only bow slightly and bow his head and bow his eyebrows to apologize, but Zeng Sheng ignored it and snorted his head......

"Departure ......" With Pang Fudi's order, he trembled and roared: "Kill ...... Kill...... Kill ......!"

The east side is as hot as blood, and the evil thoughts of slaughter are mighty......

Ten years have passed since the world of the Inner Domain of the Stone Stele......

The corpses of the yellow sand roared and disappeared, scattered to the end of the world, it was a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers and girls. The sand storm scattered their figures, their clothes were ragged, and every ragged tear was covered with shallow or deep scars, and the blood flowing was mercilessly strangled and swallowed by the wind and sand...... Despite this, they are still so vigilant, always vigilant, as if they are not careful, they will never recover!

"Be careful......! In the back!" A girl's voice pierced the sea of sand.

The wind and sand were swept away, followed by screams of pain...... But this scream* stretched extremely deep and long!

A vague figure faintly appeared stepping into the sand, punching and turning into gas, shattering the strange things that looked like fox wolves and resembled bone sand - ghoul sand wolves!

"Seventeen...... It's good that you're here, otherwise I'd really have to explain here!" the boy stood up and patted the sand off his body, "Eh...... Hiss...... It hurts to death, master, he is so ruthless! Fortunately, my life is great, otherwise I really don't know how many deaths...... It's time!" the boy babbled in pieces.

When the girl heard this, she didn't immediately refute it, but just stared at the boy coldly, not angry but cold with anger. After a moment, she ignored the boy and turned to leave.

"Huh...... Seventeen...... Don't go! We're a group, can you just bear to leave your partner?" The boy was pitiful.

The girl didn't look back, just walked straight away...... It has been ten years since she came to this world, and she has experienced countless life and death disasters in the past ten years...... Yet she was grateful, grateful for all that she had endured over the years. There are two people in this world who are her taboos, one is her mother-in-law, and the other is a "good-looking master". She may be able to forgive other things, but these two people cannot.

The boy called for a long time, but he couldn't see the shadow of the girl turning back.

"I'm really, actually speaking ill of the master behind my back!" the young man complained to himself, swinging his legs and chasing in the direction where the girl had left. It looks so vigorous and fast, and it doesn't have the same injuries as before.

In the sky, a wonderful man in coarse linen clothes sat in the clouds, with a delicate masculine face and two firmaments...... Even if his eyes are closed, there is mystery and profundity in the quiet! Although Jin Yan closes his eyes to recuperate, all his thoughts are on each of his apprentices, he pays attention to any slight words and deeds of them, and if necessary, he will intervene to save their lives, but most of the time he will not act lightly, unless it is really a certain death. Since he has inherited their title as a master, then he will take on the responsibility of being a master. He treated them as if they were his own children, and he did his best and best for them, and did not abandon or deny any of them.

There are also many ten-year-old children climbing the dangerous peak...... The wild sand and the Yellow Sea are scattered everywhere with fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls...... As for those in the healing quiet lake, there are both fifteen or sixteen years old, and there are also about ten years old. They were separated by men and women, and each of them was located in a secret place.

The wheat field of Longnan Mountain in Jiguanzhuang, the butcher's knife Huohuo, mourning all over the field, screaming again and again. Layers of broken red glow accumulated in the air, like a basin of dripping blood being splashed by someone at will...... And who will find out how many people and how many flesh and blood are filled with the black earth!

"I ask again, how did my son die!" a hoarse old voice screamed.

The tenant farmers huddled together, and all that could be thought of was trembling and fear...... For a while, I didn't know what to do, so I could only kneel on the ground and beg: "Spare your life...... Spare your life!"

It is no wonder that these tenant farmers were frightened, and as soon as Pang Fu came, he directly ordered the slaughter, without any reason.

"Very good, I'm still pretending to be stupid! It seems that there are not enough corpses that fell just now......" Pang Fu smiled grimly, looking around at the hundreds of corpses that had already fallen.

"Continue to ......" is an understatement of the killing order.

The slave continued to mechanically raise the bloody butcher's knife, clicking...... Click...... Blood spurted into the sky, and the head fell to the ground.

"Spare your life...... I know...... I know how the young sect master died, and the master spares his life!"

"I know ...... too"

"And my ......"

One person's enthusiastic speech led to a lot of initiative, but there were still a few people who were silent, including Nini's mother. In the face of the threat of death, her fear is no less. Her body would still tremble, and her heart would be shaky and timid. But she didn't beg, she could only pray that her daughter would be safe!

"Stop......" Pang Fu slowly raised his hand. The slaves stopped their knives, but they killed a few more, just before the first tenant farmer who begged to know why.

"So many people know about it, but they still force me to kill people...... You are all my production tools!" Pang Fu looked very distressed, and continued: "Say, tell me everything you know, and if someone comes to add explanations, you can also die!"

"Yes...... I'm going to tell you everything I know...... As long as the master can spare my life!" the tenant farmer stood up suddenly, trembling slightly, and tiptoed too close.

"You're talking nonsense—"

"Lord Shaozong was bitten to death by a ghoul, that is really terrifying! There are no bones left......" Before he could finish his words, he only heard a click, and this person fell directly to the ground - dead!

Pang Fu raised his eyes and saw that he was furious with murderous intent. I saw that it was Wei Qiang, the housekeeper beside him, who shot it, with a scimitar and dagger, and instantly took people's heads, which was not at all like the old man who was sobbing sadly before.

"Young master...... You're going to kill all these cheap slaves......" Wei Qiang still wanted to continue to raise his knife and slash.

"Alright...... Housekeeper, let's first ask the culprit who killed my son. Pang Fu was very unhappy with Wei Qiang's sudden interruption, especially since he was the father of his dead son.

There will never be fewer people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and there are still a few heroes who die generously.

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The tenant farmers wagged their tails and begged as best they could: "That's all I know, oh there, those people's children have been taken in by that man as apprentices! When the group of tenant farmers finished speaking, they glanced apologetically at the tenant peasant women who had been silent before.

Most of them are widows and widows, men die young, and children are their only concern. And the only thing they are glad about is that they really don't know where their children were taken by that person, but no matter where they go, as long as they can get out of here safely - it's good to be alive. They looked at each other with a determination in their eyes that they had never seen before.

Pang Fu saw that these village women were still indifferently clubbed aside, and his heart was furious. He actually killed himself with a knife, his hand rose and fell, and his corpse flew sideways and fell. Nini's mother was ready to die, but she found Pang Fu's anger mixed with inexplicable blazing eyes, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, a fear that was more terrifying than death...... "After all, there will still be a few living mouths...... "After all, there will still be a few living mouths" She would rather die than do the last few living "dead corpses", she frowned and bit her tongue fiercely, a mouthful of turbid blood choked her throat, struggled a few times, and her body collapsed softly.

"It's not good, bite your tongue and kill yourself......" Pang Fu hurriedly grabbed Nini's mother's throat with one hand, but it was already too late. As for the village women in the back, there was just a little gap, or they bit their tongues and committed suicide, or they directly used the hoe in their hands to understand their lives.

"Are you all blind...... What is the use of raising these dogs of you......" Pang Fu directly scolded, and successively raised his knife to kill several slaves and tenant farmers.

Just then, a tenant farmer came to his senses and exclaimed, "The man said that he was only a master of those children for one day, and maybe he would come back at that time!"

"One day...... But I can't wait for a moment!" Pang Fu slashed and slashed in anger.

The corpses fell one after another, but the splatters of blood melted into the earth, and the earth embraced and devoured everything, and the earth was filled with a thick bloody silence.

One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father has become a proverb for whom!