Ji Ge didn't sleep all night.

Before dawn came, he buried his father's coffin. As he began to tidy up the house as usual, touching everything familiar in the house, a feeling of emptiness struck him violently, and he staggered.

He tidied up the room numbly, and suddenly remembered something, and shuddered, and pulled out a small oilcloth bag from under the table. Inside were some of Ji Ge's childhood gadgets, an old pipe, a rusty dagger that was about to rot, and ...... A broken book.

In the haze of that night, he clearly saw that his father took out this book!!

His eyes widened and he flipped through the pages carefully, lest he miss a word.

The book actually recorded the rise and fall of Daddy's family, the surname Moya.

It turns out that the Moya family is actually an ancient family with extremely origins, once and now the heyday of the upper magic country, one of the giants of the "Ice Country" Micheledon! !

But Mo Ya produced a generation of crazy family heads, spent nearly a hundred years burying chess pieces in an attempt to usurp power, and was finally betrayed by others, and was tragically destroyed! All adult clansmen were beheaded overnight, and Mo Ya's children were sold as prostitutes in the male world, and the female was a prostitute, and there were no heirs. And Ji Ge's father was still not long after he was born, and he didn't even have time to take a name, he only had a surname that doomed him to a miserable life! He was left to live in the stable since he was a child, and at the age of thirteen, he became a prostitute.

He seemed to have noticed something that day, and there were outsiders in the town investigating him, so he dug out the family tree that night to see if there were still enemies from the past.

Ji Ge closed his eyes and struggled to digest it all.

He was shocked to discover a cold and cruel truth, that outsider was the black-robed strange man who showed him the way!

The boundless remorse in his heart, hating himself, and hating the man with the fire scar on his face even more!

Tears are like molten iron, and the moment they drop, they turn into hard iron.

He took the gold button out of his pocket, resisted the urge to smash it, he looked deeply, and put it back in his pocket, this was the only clue to his revenge!

Ji Ge put his head on the cold ground where the coffin was buried, and whispered a few words to his father, but it was more like saying it to himself. He went out and returned to the Golden Cave, where he had come to collect the body.

Standing in a familiar and unfamiliar place again, there were only ruins left of the former gentle countryside, and a few crows stood on the charcoal, and the red eyes seemed to covet the delicious corpse. Ji Ge picked up a piece of broken wood and waved it desperately to drive away the group of rotting monsters.

He dragged the cold and fishy corpses of dead people, feeling that their bodies were no longer their own, as if they were being dragged away, only a pair of eyes were quietly watching from a high place.

"Click......

The sound of charcoal being trampled on at the doorway was shrill and piercing in the quiet dawn. Ji Ge stood up, and the cat peeked out through the cracks in the collapsed and staggered ruins.

"It's him!It's him!He's not gone yet!!"

The black-robed figure was standing in the dawn, Ji Ge was so shocked that he was covered in a cold sweat, and an impulse surged in his brain, wanting to go up and fight him to the death, but reason, maybe more fear, was like a big hand holding him down and not moving. Since this black-robed man could easily slaughter the entire Golden Cave, it would be easier to kill a half-grown teenager than to strangle a chicken.

You must live to have any hope of revenge!" Ji Ge held his breath and slowly moved lightly towards the backyard. He had never felt so far between the front and back yards.

There were a few wooden wine barrels in the backyard that poured kitchen swill, and seeing that the black-robed man was about to walk nearby, Ji Ge carefully lifted the lid and squatted in the barrel with the urge to vomit, and the swill overflowed over his head.

"Moya, a small clan that has been wiped out, why do you attach so much importance to it and ask me to clean up the remnants. Hmph, that old man has an adopted son who is not here......"

Soon the black-robed man slowly walked to the backyard, his eyes hidden in the shadow of his hood squinted around, glanced at a few foul-smelling barrels, and secretly counted yesterday's corpses, thirty-two in all, one missing! Not even the corpse of the old man whose head he had severed was not there. He smiled coldly, brushed his robe and turned to leave.

After confirming that the black-robed man was really gone, Ji Ge climbed out of the bucket and lay on the ground retching non-stop, the suffocation and rancid smell almost made him hold his breath. His body trembled suddenly, since the black-robed man couldn't find him here, he must have gone to his house, he collected the body and didn't let the donkey skin follow, wouldn't the donkey skin be dangerous now......

Thinking clearly, he took a frantic step, and he had to take a shortcut to get to the black-robed man before he went to his house, and take away the donkey's skin. He ignored the surprised and disgusted eyes of the residents of the small town who had just woken up, and ran to the house with a crawl, he had lost enough, and he must keep the donkey skin by himself!

When Ji Ge climbed down from the wall next door, rushed into the house with an arrow step, and saw the unknown green monkey staring blankly at him with rancrotic vegetables on his body, he was relieved.

"Quick, donkey skin, let's go!!" Ji Ge cried anxiously, and the little green thing immediately jumped on his shoulder, and the little paws obediently helped him clean the dirt on his face.

He rummaged through the room for a while, tucked the pipe, the tattered dagger, and the book into his chest and hid it in his clothes, knocked his head to the ground a few times, and then snatched the door.

Gotta get out of here!

Avoiding crowded places, Ji Ge picked dog holes and waterways like a mouse chased by a cat, and soon ran to the big river at the mouth of the city.

Sure enough, just like the cliché story I heard before, good people will always survive in desperate situations, and then learn the skills to seek revenge on the bad guys. Ji Ge thought self-deprecatingly.

"Do you think you ran away?" came a mocking snort from behind.

Ji Ge was startled, cold sweat continued to seep out, and soon wet the clothes that were not dry. His head spun wildly, figuring out even the slightest chance of escape.

"Huh, is that you?" a woman's soft cry broke the eerie brief silence between the two.

Vivien also felt strange, as soon as she arrived at the entrance of the city, she ran into the untalented boy that Daisurle asked her to find, but he seemed to be in trouble, and looked at the ill-intentioned black-robed man behind the boy, and his shocking appearance reminded her of an executioner-like existence in the shadow land of the upper continent.

Vivien is the petite woman who helped Ji Ge and them test their talents with crystal bracelets, sensing the strange atmosphere between the two, she pondered for a while, and said: "Dai Suer asked me to bring you a word, let you take care of her adoptive mother Mary, she and you are not from the same world after all, her past must be erased!"

Ji Ge turned his head and grinned at her, suddenly picked up the donkey skin on his shoulder and threw it to the other side of the river, shouting at the top of his voice: "Donkey skin, run! Don't look back!"

He toppled an abandoned barrel of Uncle Rick's wine piled up by the river, rolled it into the water, and slammed into it, drifting into the middle of nowhere, following the rapids of the river's rainy season, into the middle of nowhere.

The black scar on the black-robed man's face flashed red, and he stretched out a finger to point at the barrel tumbling on the river waves, and the air around him was about to tear apart. A white hand reached out, and the world returned to peace.

"You're going to take care of it?!" the black-robed man jerked his head up, the scars on his hideous and terrifying face twisted and flickered with flames.

"Just once. Vivien's beautiful face was filled with a dazzling gleam of silver pupils.