The yellow wind blows, stirring up puffs of sand and dust. The endless desert, except for the wind, is sand.

The earth yellow is sandy with wind and sand, and there is no anger in sight. The yellow wind continued to blow, lifting layers of sand, like tireless transporters, unveiling the veil under the desert layer by layer. Suddenly, the yellow desert was lifted into black. The desert, which had been desolate, began to become strange and terrifying.

The yellow wind has been blowing, scraping off layer after layer, the black is constantly expanding and expanding, and the lines on it have begun to appear and be clear. In the end, that trace of black turned into a square coffin! a terrible black coffin!

Buzzing......

The terrible coffin made a soft sound, and then a black light appeared, and the ink stained the yellow sky. The lines on it also began to wander, as hideous as a thin snake, like a living thing.

The weird, the terrifying, the unfathomable, all gathered on this coffin. Slowly, the black light faded, but the lines swam faster, like a flexible snake, constantly swimming around the coffin.

Zheng!

The strange and terrifying voice remembered again, like a sword out of its sheath, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, and the heavy coffin slowly opened.

It's still so dark, weird, terrifying, bottomless, like an endless abyss, so quiet and dead forever.

Click!

Originally, there were no clouds, but the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. The sound of thunder sounded, and the pouring rain fell, hitting the dry desert, hitting the strange coffin, everything seemed so weird.

The desert rains, and the dry land meets the dragon. Such a spectacle happened without warning.

The sound of "Zheng Zheng" is still ringing, and with the sound of falling rain, it is like a soft and strong red dust song, welcoming the King's Landing of a certain big man.

"Boom!" a heavy voice sounded. The heavy lid of the coffin finally fell to the ground, and a large square seal was stamped on the freshly wet mud.

Looking at the coffin, it was still as dark as ever, eerie, terrifying, bottomless, as quiet as an abyss. But there were more ripples on it, there was no sound, only ripples. It was as if something was about to rush out, but it was blocked out by a barrier.

"Ding!" The boundary was broken, and the ethereal bell resounded throughout the sky.

A pair of hands as white as jade appeared with the sound, abrupt and strange. It was like traveling through time and space, and appeared on the coffin in plain and unremarkable.

"Bang Ding Ding!" An ethereal voice remembered, the boundaries of the world really don't break. The ink-black center of the coffin began to become visible. A slender figure appeared in the coffin.

It was a man, he was as handsome as a demon, his long inky hair scattered on his white shoulders, covering his delicate collarbones, like an unattainable immortal, looking so holy and noble, majestic and majestic.

Suddenly, the terrible coffin pattern seemed to have swam to the extreme, and it was stuck where it was no longer moving.

A loud "boom!" rang out. That terrible coffin exploded at this time!

Black light mingled with grains of sand, and the yellow wind swallowed the shards. The terrible impact made the sky full of flying dust in a hundred kilometers. Chaos and fury suddenly filled the entire heaven and earth.

Slowly, the wind ceased to run, the dust fell, the chaos and fury rested, and the scene in front of me was renewed.

It was a man, dressed in an inky robe, and where he stood, his tall figure looking at the sky with his hands in his hands.

The yellow wind blew his long hair, but the dust did not fall on him. He stood quietly, like a landscape in the desert, motionless.

Suddenly, he looked over at the coffin lid.

"Another life, this eternal reincarnation, even you can't keep it? Old friend, now you and I have different wishes, I wish you to cherish it. He said lightly, his face was still so calm, but those who were familiar with him knew that there was still a lot of sadness and loneliness at this time.

He turned his head to look at the sky again, his eyes shining with a fine light, as if he had passed through the void and chased after those supreme avenues.

Endless reincarnation, miserable in the wind and rain, who can withstand the tempering of time. That heart has long been full of holes, and what it guards is only that breath, the breath that originally wanted to fight......

Shayi, a border city close to the desert. It is the famous Biansaisha City of the Zodiac, and the poetry town of Biansai in the heart of the wanderer.

They are unwilling to live in the Central Plains for a long time, leaving their hometown to travel the world, seeing the world's affairs, observing the world's affairs, not for fame and fortune, but for the scenery that can make their eyes shine. They are wanderers, wanderers of this world.

"Uncle, how do you sell this mask?" said a young man in ink clothes slowly to an old man in a sixtieth armor.

"It's all three children, young man, why do you cover your face when you look so handsome, maybe you can help a big girl with yellow flowers after walking in this Shayi?" the old man grinned, and half of his old teeth looked quite terrible, but they were also very cute.

"My husband is laughing, it's as easy as you say. The young man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up a green fox mask on the stall, and said, "Uncle, this mask is good, do you think my jade can top three children?"

As he spoke, the young man picked out a white jade from his waist, the jade was white and flawless, the beads were smooth and smooth, and there were dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and the whole was natural, and it was a priceless supreme treasure at a glance. The old man was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a while. He was thinking, where did this noble son come from, although there are many wanderers in Shayi, and the wanderers are also extraordinary, some families are rich, but this great thing of exchanging treasures for masks is so plain and unremarkable that it fell on such an ordinary person like him in such a plain place, which is really incredible.

"This is unacceptable, unacceptable, young man, so precious, I am really unblessed, old fellow. The old man said and pushed the white jade to the young man, and then pointed to the green fox mask and said, "Otherwise, young man, this mask will be used as a meeting gift from the old guy and I will give you, and it will be a souvenir, and it will not be in vain for you to walk in this Shayi for such a while, how about it?"

"Uncle, I never take advantage of others, although this jade may be a little valuable to you, but to me it is just a drop in the bucket. And if you look at this mask again, it will probably be a drop in the bucket for you. Now why can't you exchange one hair for one hair for one hair?" the young man smiled slightly, and pushed Bai Yu into the old man's arms again.

"Noble, noble!" At this time, the old man's eyes were already a little moist, and he had met a nobleman today. I saw him kneeling on the ground, and he didn't care if there was anyone around him, he was about to kowtow.