Ouyang Yi staggered to the dock. His home was there, a small bungalow. The small bungalow stands alone on a dirt slope at the end of a narrow alley. One of the walls of the house was facing a wasteland after a fire, and it was said that lightning had struck a tree and set it on fire. The wasteland was overgrown with weeds, and the ruins of a pile of brick houses, rising in absinthe, burdock, weeds, and elderberry bushes, and beneath the ruins was a large hole to which he took refuge from the rain when the weather was bad.

In order not to starve, Ouyang Yi often goes to the dock, it is not difficult to go there to earn some money, at least he can have enough to eat, sometimes he can find some rare attribute stones in the wasteland, and some medicinal materials, most of which he will keep for himself, but sometimes he will sell them and occasionally eat a good meal.

At the docks, with the unloaders and the homeless and some scoundrels, he felt as if he were a piece of pig iron thrown into a red iron furnace. Every day will be branded with fresh, hot marks. Those who were naked in desire and rough in temperament swirled around in front of him like a whirlwind. He likes them and resents real life, which makes Ouyang Yi team them have a close enthusiasm and a carefree attitude towards themselves.

"Oh! Daydream ghosts are coming!" A group of black men on the dock saw Ouyang Yi.

"Why, when are you going to find that legendary place?" Rusov, as always, kept smoking and drinking. He is a businessman with mysterious whereabouts, and it is also good to take Ouyang Yi with him, and he occasionally makes fun of his wishful thinking. He was well-looking, well-dressed, and his fingers were as thin as those of musicians who played the flute. He runs a small shop, and although the shop has a sign of "Clockmaker" hanging outside, it is actually a small place where a group of people gather in the evening.

Ouyang Yi didn't mean to joke, he smiled at them and began to unload, in fact, he regarded this as part of his practice, and the voice in his head still made him care about it all the time, but at least he succeeded in crossing the level, and he had a beautiful meal tonight.

Soon night came.

At night, the streets are lined with teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops. There are also many small vendors with large umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street. The streets stretch east and west to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but there are still pedestrians on the streets: some carrying burdens, some driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull wagons, and some stopping to enjoy the scenery of the Bianhe River. With the tall castle tower as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up, and there are tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses, and so on. On both sides of the alley are dilapidated and quaint moss-covered courtyard walls close to civilian courtyards, some of which are also covered with dense green creeper vines, which seem to sweep away the sultry heat of Luoyang in summer under the narrow shadow, and have a little cool feeling.

Ouyang Yi knew that the jumping hole on his body was a soul circuit, but he didn't know why, it was completely different from other people's circuits.

"Yi!" was the only person he could talk to, he had long brown hair, a shaved beard on his face, a short stature, and a quick and light movement, no wonder he was a cat clan, but he also spent his days lounging around the docks and streets in his twilight years. He pulled out a book, "This book is really good!"

He likes women, and when he talks about women with the strong men at the docks, he relishes them and looks bright. The body will also have convulsions along with it, this kind of sick spasm makes Ouyang Yi very disgusted, but he speaks very well.

"Woman!!!" he said in a low voice, his yellow face flushed, and his admiring gaze flashed in his dark eyes.

"Tell me about that place again!" Ouyang Yi put aside the doubts that had just been in his mind.

"Don't you, don't you get tired?" said Kimbash, closing the book.

"You're telling me about it! After all, you know!"

"Okay, okay!" said Kimbashi, putting the book aside, looking up and speaking slightly, "in another world, there is a big canyon there. The sun above the canyon was bright, even intense, but because the canyon was so deep, the sunlight seemed to have to go through a long time, so when it shone into the canyon and hit these lilies, the sunlight had become soft, soft like a thin, light rain curtain that could float. It is a canyon overgrown with lilies. The lilies bloom quietly, at the water's edge, on the slopes, beside the rocks, under the big trees, everywhere, they are not crazy, they are not bright, as if they are open, that is, open, without any other thoughts. I saw the eagle clearly: it was like the last clump of snow in the cold spring breeze. There was a white eagle, this eagle looked like a king, the white color of the eagle's fur was just like snow, and the crystal showed purity, elegance, and the last mass was incomparably precious. There's a banyan tree there, and it's big, big. Legend has it that there is a place where you can go to a beautiful place, but others say that it is a hell and no one has ever entered it!"

"Oh yes, what are you talking about in the land of idiot legends?"

Kimbash laughed and cursed with the big men.

"You say, will there be this place!" I don't know why Ouyang Yi felt a passionate feeling in his heart when he heard this.

"God knows?"

"I've got to go there someday!"

"Just think about it! The Soul Beast Continent is divided into eight continents, which are basically divided according to the strength of their abilities. Every continent has this sacred beast forest, so there are many dangers, and it is said that it is a time of turmoil, and all races and "free people" are roaming, all in order to become the legendary person. It's just you? a soul disciple, a person who hasn't even awakened the soul circuit, it's impossible! Besides, ...... The last continent, so far there are only three "free people" who have been there, and those three people are all strong now, and the continent is still full of dangers. ”

(A free man is a person who is mostly wanted by all races, because there is no race to take them in, and can only roam among them, or because they have committed some heinous crime and have been expelled from their race.) Because he was helpless, he was called a free man. ）

"I think it should be possible!" the voice that echoed in my head reappeared.

Ouyang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said goodbye to Jin Bashi.

"I think we should talk about it!" Ouyang Yi raised his head and looked at the moonlight, in the starlit and lonely night, in the hot and humid swamp overgrown with river willows, the soul beast forest was not the howl of the soul beast that came out. Near the docks, the lights of the ships crawled around in the darkness like golden spiders, clusters of fire and intertwined bands of light flashed on the dark rocky banks, the light from the windows of the wealthy taverns and people's houses. The river was beaten by the wheels of the boats.

"What's there to talk about, Yi?" she said in a voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

"Are you a girl?" Ouyang Yi was a little surprised, the muffled voice in his head before was completely different.

"It doesn't matter, does it?"

"Tell me why you're ...... me"

"Why is it in your body?" her laughter was as pleasant as a silver bell, like a spirit in the world, striking on people's hearts little by little. Her smile fluttering in the wind uses the smell of rosemary, relying on the purity of mint to pour the world down, clearing your figure, for your character in the water, and smiling for you, "It seems that you don't know anything about yourself, right?"

The lake at night is quiet, and the moon and stars are quietly woven on this picture. The moonlight at night is sewn on the surface of the lake by stitches.

"I'll show you what you really are!" the voice came out, "Look!"

In an instant, like a white light, the scene in front of Ouyang Yi's eyes suddenly seemed to be glass shattering, shattering again, and sparsely hitting the ground. The darkness was like a hungry tiger devouring everything, and soon, there was a thick black all around. It was as quiet as if time had stood still, as if a single movement could shatter the calm. In this darkness, his whole body was hot and dry, and he didn't know why his heart was beating with an inexplicable sense of excitement.

A mirror appeared in front of Ouyang Yi, "Look! This is you! No, this is us." ”

Another Ouyang Yi looked exactly the same in the mirror, the rich smell of blood tempted him, hunting and sucking blood was his fateful contract, instinctively opened his lips lightly to reveal two slightly longer fangs, and his pupils were covered with blood and flashed with a seductive light, so that all the prey were willing to fall, so that the vampire kiss fell on the neck of the prey with an absolutely noble and elegant attitude, the fangs slowly and accurately pierced into the artery, he closed his eyes in enjoyment, his long eyelashes were constantly trembling, only the rolling throat made people realize that this was a blood clan sucking blood and not a handsome and romantic gentleman giving a polite kiss to the admiring lady。

"I am ......"

"Yes! We are a noble race!"

Ouyang Yi looked at himself in the mirror. The opening of the Dao that had been split in the center of his heart cracked again, like a plague spreading, extending to his left eye. The golden rays were like fine wine, and the cracks went all the way deep into his eyes, which opened open and glowed strangely red.

"Hahahaha!"

And the voice kept reverberating......