Prologue

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The north and the south have been engaged in war for a long time, and they do not like each other, and they have to fight at least a few times a year.

This front, also known as the bloody front.

And next to the battle line, there is a long river. The river descended from the south, through the bloody front, and then to the north. For the south, this long river is the foundation of the southerners who are like spring all year round and have good plants, so the southerners call it the mother river, and even some villagers who live along the edge of the river and make a living by fishing and planting worship this river, and they have to offer incense and sacrifice every year.

But for northerners, the river is known as the Red River.

Because this long river is through a bloody front.

In every Civil War, there are countless corpses that stain its river red, like a long red canvas mixed with the corpses of people from the South or the North heading north. The families of countless northern warriors will wait here, hoping that the family members whose fate is unknown will go down the river here to find their bodies for burial.

Therefore, the Red River is a love-hate emotion for northerners.

The sea has an end and a margin, and the river naturally has it.

In the north, the end of the Red River runs deep into the northern territory. At the end of the Red River, and further north is the Far North, where people are inaccessible, and even the tattooed beasts are rare and abnormal, which can be regarded as a forbidden place for humans.

But the end of the Red River was originally another forbidden place.

The Red River carries the corpses and blood of the soldiers of both the North and the South to the north, and most of the unclaimed corpses will continue to flow until they reach the end of the Red River. Unclaimed corpses, stranded one by one at the end of the Red River, causing the place to be extremely gloomy.

But nothing can affect people's pursuit of profit.

The warriors of the north and the south will naturally have powerful tattooers or tattooers among them. And when they die, their bodies die like a sweet cake. Someone once picked up the corpse of a Sigong and obtained the tattoo soldier after his death, and became a rich man.

Since then, countless people who pursue profits have regarded the end of the Red River as a place for Taobao. It's just that because of the extremely heavy yin and evil aura here, coupled with the corpses that have not been disposed of for a long time, people who have stayed here for a long time will be infected with various diseases.

But there is no disease, and it is more terrible than being poor.

This so-called forbidden place is still like a thorny pie, attracting countless people to Taobao, but they die one by one, creating new corpses and new treasures.

............

"Damn it. A scrawny man, his eyes gleamed with greed. In front of him was a mountain of corpses.

A mountain of corpses piled up with hundreds of corpses.

But he ignored the annoying flies that were constantly flying and circling, and even squeaked and ate some of the flies that flew into his mouth, humming a little song: "Why is it raining...... Trouble! Corpses in the rain are disgusting!"

He is the third rat, and he is a famous corpse digger at the end of the Red River.

He has been digging for corpses here for five years and is a well-known corpse digger.

Because he was able to shop here for five years, he was an ordinary person, and he would have died of a serious illness in a year or two. And he was able to stand here for five years because he was a tattooer of two houses. Very few tattooers are willing to do this kind of dirty work, tattooers have their own pride, and even if it is possible to obtain the inheritance or tattoo soldiers of the powerful tattooed people who have died here, they are not willing to come here to deal with corpses.

But Rat San didn't think so.

He's not saying how talented he is, and he doesn't have a backer. Being able to break through to the two palaces is already his limit, plus he looks a little obscene, and not many famous families have hired him as a nurse. Rat San was angry, and he came to the end of the Red River, and stayed for five years.

In the past five years, he has also found a lot of good things and saved a lot of money. In fact, this is his last year here, and as a tattooer, he is quite aware of his own physical condition. Five years is already his limit, if he stays any longer, he will only die of illness like those civilians, which is not what the mercenary Rat San is pursuing.

Since you have saved a lot of money, you naturally have to enjoy it!

His eyes flashed as he looked at a corpse that had been disarmed, and then his hand jerked into the corpse's intestines and pulled out a plum dart. Rat San's eyes lit up when he saw it: "Good thing! Hidden weapon type tattoo soldiers!? This is a one-time good treasure, and only those local tyrants are qualified to use it!" Rat San was amazed, and then put the plum blossom dart into the bag behind him, and continued his work today.

Bang!

There was another thunderclap in the sky.

The rain seemed to be falling heavier and heavier, adding a bit of treachery to the already gloomy and bloody end of the Red River.

But none of this can affect the three rats, not to mention anything else, if you are afraid of ghosts and ghosts, you will not appear at the end of the Red River. Therefore, no matter how terrifying and weird this place is, it will have no effect on the corpse diggers.

Bang!!!

The sky seemed to be angry at Rat Three's disrespect, and a dark blue thunderbolt fell from the sky, slashing at the corpse mountain in front of Rat San!

The picture in front of him suddenly flew with flesh and blood, countless corpses were chopped and rolled, and some were directly burned with a burst of meat fragrance, which made the rat three a little hungry. Rat San looked at his body covered in blood and fragments because of this thunder with a little disgust, and sighed lightly, "It seems that I have to call it a day early. 」

But thinking of the extraordinary plum blossom dart behind him, his mood is also better.

When he turned to leave, his footsteps stopped.

Time seems to be frozen, Rat San doesn't move, no matter how hard the rain hits him, he is frozen like a point.

"Wow......

"Wow......

Rat San was stunned and looked at the mountain of corpses.

Wow......

Is that...... Cry?

Rat San ran to the mountain of corpses and began to dig desperately.

Keep digging, keep digging. Countless corpses were thrown down the mountain of corpses by him like garbage, and as a tattooer of the two palaces, it was not difficult for him to throw away an adult until he dug to the bottom of the corpse mountain.

Blood and rain, forming a small puddle here.

And on top of this puddle, a baby is crying here.

When the baby saw the three rats, he stopped crying and looked at the three rats with curiosity.

"Babies from here!" The baby's cheeks were dark green. He was not afraid of life, so he stared at Qing and Rat San. Rat Sanqi picked up the baby and left.

This is a baby born from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Rat San didn't know what kind of decision he had made today.