The twelfth year of the Wu Dynasty, winter.

Goose feathers and snow cover the entire street. A thinly dressed young man was walking down the street, his eyes blank, as if he had not yet awakened.

His name is Xiao Chen, who was originally just a low-level worker in Lanxing, and once he was crossing the road and was hit by a car because he saved a little girl.

When he woke up after the car accident, he was already in this strange world.

The jailer's sarcastic voice still sounded in his ears, "Xiao Erlang, go home and collect the corpse." ”

That face is disgusting.

Xiao Chen walked in the snow, and his hands and feet were about to be frozen.

He exhaled through his hands, "Damn, let's go home and have a look." ”

He found his home according to the memories of the original owner.

He stopped in front of a large mansion with two big characters written on it, Xiao Fu. This is the original owner's home, that is, his home. He stepped forward and pushed open the door with his hand, and suddenly a fishy smell came to his nose.

The first thing that catches your eye is the corpses all over the ground. The Xiao family, old and young, was slaughtered and never survived. In such a tragic situation, Xiao Chen couldn't help but turn over his stomach and vomited everything he ate last night.

Then, fear crept over his body, and even his soul trembled.

Where has he ever seen such a tragic situation, but this is still his family.

Xiao Chen knelt on the ground and vomited for a long time before finally relieving his discomfort. He raised his eyes and saw a guy with a long knife in the courtyard, looking at him with a mocking expression.

This man was thin and thin, with an old face, gray hair, and a black aura around his body from time to time. This black aura, like a living creature, was constantly sucking the blood from all around.

Such a terrifying scene frightened Xiao Chen speechless. This person was obviously the one who killed the Xiao family, but he stood in front of Xiao Chen in a grand manner.

The man sneered and slowly walked towards Xiao Chen, "Young Master Xiao, welcome back to the house." ”

As he spoke, he laughed and left, not even looking at this Xiao Chen, as if he were nothing.

Xiao Chen stood in the wind, his body was thin, and the cold air hit. He couldn't help but cough, as if he could feel the fear and anger of this body. Although he came through time, he also felt very angry.

He walked in and slowly closed the door so as not to attract anyone else. He glanced at the corpses all over the ground and sighed, "You died so miserably. ”

Xiao Chen walked along the corridor to the house, and there were corpses all over the ground. These people died in different ways, but their faces were very frightened. Apparently he was greatly frightened before his death.

He went into his room, changed into clean and warm clothes, and then went to the account room to look, and the silver was still there. This enemy only kills, not plunders.

He doesn't know why he was slaughtered by Manmen, and why he was let go after being slaughtered. Even if it was the memory of the original owner, the reason was not found.

He sighed, took out the silver taels from the bookkeeper, and then walked to the door and sat down. He was distressed, "What's next?" ”

At this time, he didn't know at all that his every move was under the surveillance of the palace. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, as if his every step was in the hands of someone else.

Xiao Chen sat on the threshold and thought for a long time, but he never had a clue. Helpless, he shook his head, "You can't let it go." ”

So he finally made up his mind that he was going to bury these people.

He walked out of the Xiao Mansion and came back to the street. He walked over one by one, and when he saw the coffin shop, he walked in, "Shopkeeper, I want to order a coffin." ”

He looked weak, as if he had a serious illness.

The owner of the coffin shop, when he saw that it was him, was not surprised at all, but took out a receipt, "Xiao Gongzi, someone else has already booked it for you, the Xiao family has a total of one hundred and twenty coffins, all of which have been booked, and I can follow you to collect the corpse now." ”

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't know whether it was resentment or self-deprecation, "The enemy is thoughtful." Pay for me. ”

He felt that he was like a lamb to the slaughter at this moment, and his every move was calculated.

However, the owner of the coffin shop shook his head, "Young Master Xiao, these coffins have not been paid yet, you see, if it is convenient, you can pay it." I'll bring someone to collect your body. ”

He looked at Xiao Chen with a look of sympathy.

Xiao Chen paid the silver taels and walked out of the coffin shop. The guys in the coffin shop all pulled the coffin and followed him to collect the corpse.

A full hundred and twenty people, the Xiao family was slaughtered. In such a tragic situation, no one stood up for him. Xiao Chen also felt very helpless.

Soon, all the corpses were gathered into the coffin. The owner of the coffin shop spoke again and said, "Young Master Xiao, let's bury these coffins for you, and we won't charge money this time." ”

He said cautiously, for fear of touching Xiao Chen's sensitive nerves.

Once this guy goes crazy, it's not going to be easy.

It seemed that the entire capital was waiting for Xiao Chen to go crazy.

Xiao Chen nodded, and said weakly: "It's troublesome." Thank you very much. He waved his hand and signaled that he could leave.

So, the owner of the coffin shop left with the one hundred and twenty coffins. Xiao Chen wanted to follow, but was rejected by the owner of the coffin shop.

He said: "Young Master Xiao Chen, you better stay at home, leave these things to me." ”

Regardless of whether Xiao Chen agrees or not, he left with the group.

The men carried the coffins out of the city, and when they reached the outskirts, they buried them.

After nightfall, Xiao Chen sat in the room in a daze, and now he didn't have any information at all, he didn't know who the Xiao family had offended, so that it caused trouble.

However, Xiao Chen is not sitting and waiting for death, he is waiting for those who are secretly pushing everything to show up. Since he was not killed, there is value in living. And this was his chance.

At night, the entire Xiao Mansion was silent like a haunted house. However, for some reason, paper money floated in the sky. These paper money are burned for the dead.

Xiao Chen also noticed this situation, he pushed open the door and walked out. Glancing up at the sky, the sky was full of white paper. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but be bitter, "It's quite appropriate." I just don't know which guest is coming? ”

He said this on purpose to others.

Sure enough, a voice like a silver bell rang in the dark. A woman dressed in fancy clothes slowly stepped through the air.

She had blue hair, a graceful figure, and a pair of bells tied to her feet, and she walked with a crisp sound.

This woman is also extremely stunning. A little red lips, red phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, thin waist, long legs.

is so stunning, and this sky full of white paper, is naturally incompatible.