People in the world always think that seeing is believing and hearing is false, but they don't know that the wheel of history has always been driven by people, and the trajectory of the wheel has been controlled by people, and there have been lies that have lasted for thousands of years, and it has become a historical memory in the minds of ordinary people.

Four hundred years, the land of fog, full of devastation, here has just ended a war.

A war between Wudu and Southern Xinjiang.

Southern Xinjiang won, and the people of Wudu became slaves driven by men or bones buried in the wilderness.

At this time, from a small village on the border of Wudu, two thin boys slowly crawled out of the dark and damp cellar.

His clothes were in tatters, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were hollow, and he hadn't eaten for a long time.

The two boys looked at the mutilated corpses, familiar and unfamiliar.

The heart has mixed tastes, but the eyes are dry and tearless.

I have long lost my strength, let alone inexplicably sad, and now even if I sob, I will use up the remaining strength of the two thin boys.

The scorched earth floor was littered with food scraps that could still be distinguished.

The young man in the gray linen shirt stretched out his hand, trembling and shaking his fingertips, as if he was about to catch something to eat.

His eyes began to twinkle with hunger and thirst.

"Don't move!" stopped the boy, who was a little taller and had a small scar on the corner of his mouth.

As if he hadn't heard, the boy in gray shoved the dusty food into his mouth with his hand.

The scarred boy spread his shoulders and said sadly: "I don't want to rob you, the most common thing that those brutes in southern Xinjiang use to kill people is poison......"

As soon as the words fell, the gray-clothed boy's eyes flashed with horror, black and purple spread to his chapped lips, white foam rolled, and soon devoured a fragile life.

"Alas......"

The scarred boy sighed.

After a month of hiding, he finally lost to hunger and an irrational desire to survive.

The scarred boy touched the jade pendant on his chest, where his name was engraved, Li Xuanming.

Li Xuanming looked around, took a blunt knife from the hand of one of the corpses, held it with both hands, and trembled and slashed through the wooden floors of the ruined houses nearby, and a pile of rotting fruits came into view.

The rural natives of Wudu like to hide their fruits on the ground floor of their houses and use simple wooden planks to separate them.

The food here, at least not poisonous.

I picked one, took out one that was still edible, and took a bite of it.

Although the moisture had almost dried up, it still warmed the hungry belly.

He raised his head and licked his dry lips, his eyes bloodshot with anger and hatred.

The demons of the Five Poison Hall invaded this innocent village, and the only thing Li Qingming wanted to do at this time was revenge, that is, to make the Five Poison Hall pay a heavy price.

But he is too small and weak, and the other party is too big and too strong.

The gap between himself and the Five Poisons Hall is the gap between ants and flies.

Flies soar in the sky, and ants don't even have the qualifications to look up at the sky.

It was raining, and it was raining very lightly, just a few flickering curtains of rain passing by the dilapidated little village chief.

There was a shadow in the rain curtain, yes, a shadow.

The pitch-black robe swayed in the wind, like an illusory darkness enveloping the humanoid monster, and I always felt that the wind could blow the robe into patches of black mist when it blew fiercely.

The shadow stretched out his hand, lowered his head, and only showed a pair of narrow red eyes from the black robe, which looked very terrifying, but his voice was gentle and elegant, making people sound like a spring breeze.

"Little ghost, I'm very satisfied with the killing intent on your body, come with me. ”

Li Xuanming shrunk his neck, the fruit in his hand slipped to the ground, and asked as if he was a little scared, "Who are you?"

"Nightmare Cult, Seven Nights of the Crow. ”

Four hundred years ago, the Nightmare Sect had long been famous, although it was not a good reputation, but politicians, rich businessmen, high-ranking officials, and famous families, when they heard this name, they were terrified.

Those who climb to the top of human society and enjoy glory and wealth, there are few people who are clean behind them, and few people who are not enemies.

These people have always been scared, afraid that one day, this killer organization will come to their door.

But when Li Xuanming heard this word, his eyes, which were still a little frightened, gradually evolved into some kind of strong longing, he stood up, shook his thin body, and muttered: "Do you appreciate me? It seems that God really treats me well, and if he wants revenge, he sent me strength." I'm willing to go with you, I'm willing to be a killer. ”

Twenty years have passed, and Li Xuanming has not regretted what he said at the beginning.

Even, he inherited the yang fire that the Nightmare Sect had kept for thousands of years, and became the holy son of this generation.

Only this time, Li Xuanming happened to receive the task of assassinating a certain elder of the Five Poisons Palace, and even the buyer provided a lot of detailed information about this elder very intimately.

Whereabouts, spirits, personalities, hobbies.

It's almost time to use your official duties to find out the truth about the massacre of the small village twenty years ago.

It's just that I didn't expect that after a few days of lurking in southern Xinjiang, I met a person.

This person is a woman.

A very beautiful woman, a singer in a tavern, clean and self-conscious, with a transcendent status, and the kind that does not sell her body.

Although he was wearing a veil, he still couldn't hide his dusty temperament.

The immortal elder of the Five Poisons Hall happened to take a fancy to this beautiful little lady, so he always relied on his so-called noble status to be careless about this woman.

Li Xuanming just casually inquired about what the name of this woman was.

Idiot, very strange name, at first Li Xuanming thought he had heard it wrong.

Later, he saw that Wen Idiot just seduced the elder of the Five Poisons Hall with a pair of eyes as if he was charming, and the elder blushed on his face, fainted with a happy smile, and never woke up again.

lost his breath, saying that he died of a sudden illness, and the Five Poisons Hall did not pursue it.

Later, I learned that this elder was arrogant and self-righteous, which made the whole hall unpopular. Now that he is dying in a foreign land, no one has said a word for him, but the palace has casually held a beautiful funeral for him.

In the dead of night, Li Xuanming sneaked into the residence of the idiot.

Wen Idiot didn't sleep, dressed quietly at the dresser.

Li Xuanming was a little nervous when he saw the quiet appearance of a daughter's family, because he had already seen his appearance in the large round mirror on the dresser.

In other words, Wen Idiot also saw it.

"Childe, since you're here, let's find a seat to sit. There was tea on the table, although it was a little cold, but it also quenched your thirst. ”

This woman is not simple!

Li Xuanming was also not simple, and when he was discovered, he sat down on the tea table in someone else's boudoir as if his brother was fine, and drank two sips like an uncle.

It's really cold tea, and it's so cold that your teeth chatter.

Wen Idiot turned around, and the makeup on his face was unloaded, but there were a few different kinds of pure beauty.

Wen Idiot walked over slowly, touched the teapot casually, and saw a burst of white smoke coming out of the mouth of the pot.

Tea boils.

Just casually touched his hand.

"You're a Yanshi?"

"Childe, why are you so surprised? Aren't you also a Yanshi? And you're also a famous member of the Nightmare Sect!"

Li Xuanming clenched his fists and glanced at Wen Idiot.

Wen Idiot didn't look at him, just a lady picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Li Xuanming.

Looking at the steaming teacup, Li Xuanming's hand let go.

Perhaps, this woman's realm is above herself.

It is the most unwise act to act rashly, and there is no reason for the two to do it.

Wen Idiot took out a contract stone and said, "Childe, you don't need to know why I know your identity, because I have no interest in your Nightmare Sect at all. It's just that a few days ago, you seemed to see something you shouldn't see, so let's take a step back. If you walk out of this door or window tonight, you won't remember me, and I won't remember you, how about it?"

Li Xuanming's released index finger kept tapping on the table quietly, as if he was thinking about something.

This deal can't be done.

"Miss Wen, it's not fair. The Nightmare Cult Killer is already treacherous, and has never had any relatives and friends, so he is used to being alone. And we, the people, have long been notorious, are we afraid that others will know? Girl, you are different, in this place, you can be regarded as a person with a head and a face, if you let others know that you have the ability to charm others to make diseases, then you have to go. ”

Wen Idiot put away the contract stone and said flatly: "It seems that the negotiation broke down, so please go back." ”

"You!"

Li Xuanming was a little surprised, he didn't expect this to be the result. I thought that this person would care about his identity on the surface, and he would make some concessions more or less, and he would be so decisive, which he never expected.

"What's the matter, Childe, is the pestle here, do you want me to sleep? You should know the rules here, I don't sell my body. ”

The corners of Li Xuanming's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to respond.

"That...... Girl, since you won't budge, well, I'll agree with your proposal. However, I am willing to spend money to buy some information from you. ”

Wen Idiot was stunned for a while, and after a long time, it turned out that this stunned young man just wanted to know something.

"Childe, this is not a problem. ”

"I've already inquired about it, the elder who died in the Five Poisons Hall a few days ago is an old acquaintance with you. I've heard that before you came here to be a singer, you lived in the village near the Five Poisons Hall for a while. ”

Wen Idiot smiled and said, "Childe, you have a grudge against the Five Poisons Palace, right?"

Li Xuanming frowned and said, "How do you know?"

"The way you looked at the old pervert that day, there was a murderous aura full of anger in it, and you would have betrayed you a long time ago. Although this person is not very likable, he is arrogant on weekdays, but he is a coward in his bones, and this kind of person should not provoke an enemy like you. ”

"You're smart, but smart people die quickly. ”

"Then don't spare the son's worries. ”

"Well, what I want, you should know. ”

Wen Idiot touched the ring and said, "You're lucky, I do just have what you want." It's just that it wasn't easy for me to come up with such a thing for a certain purpose, and you took it so easily......"

Li Xuanming asked, "Straightforward, what do you want?"

Wen Idiot looked thoughtful, and said confusedly: "I haven't thought of it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it." ”