The Dahong Dynasty has unified the world for more than 300 years, and the law is strict, and there is even a saying of 'criminal households'.

Those who commit the most heinous crimes, the whole clan sits together, and the descendants will always be 'sinners', women will be servants, and men will be forced to serve, unless they have made immortal contributions to the country, there will never be a day to come out.

Liang Xin has been a sinner since birth. I am not qualified to eat meat, I am not qualified to wear new clothes, I am not qualified to go to school, and I am not qualified to go out of the sin household street limited by the Yamen to take a look at the world of flowers.

Liang Xin is eight years old this year, and when he reaches the age of fourteen, he will be assigned by the yamen, either to the border, or to quarry, mine, or clear the wasteland...... In short, it's all the drudgery of nine deaths and a lifetime. According to the law of Dahong, if he could survive until he was twenty years old, he could come back for three years, ask for the daughter of a guilty family, marry a wife, and have children, and then be given six years of servitude......

After six years of hard labor and three years of rest, the lives of the sinners went back and forth like this, but most of them were not so lucky, and they could not hold on to two or three 'six years', and Liang Xin's father died of vomiting blood after exhaustion in the second six years.

Their family has been a sinner for 300 years, and no one knows what heinous things the ancestors of the Liang family have done, causing future generations to suffer like this!

Liang Xin now vaguely understands his future fate, but how can he hold such a heavy burden in his child's heart, he is still happy all day long, sitting on the roof every night, staring at the night sky, as soon as a meteor crosses, he hurriedly silently reciting and making a wish.

His wish was to say, 'I will do a great job and stop being a sin with my mother.' Simplify and simplify all the way, and eventually become: 'Meritorious.' But the meteor always flashes by and appears without warning, even if the wish of these two words cannot be promised.

That night, Liang Xin was sitting on the roof waiting for the meteor as usual, and suddenly an angry voice came from below: "The doll on the roof, this family under your buttocks, but the surname is Liang?"

Liang Xin was startled, and looked down to see that a short thin man was standing not far away, looking at him timidly with his head raised.

The man was about forty years old, with a humble face, a thin and small figure, like a sick man, and a huge money spot on his face, which looked particularly eye-catching.

The sick ghost seemed to be very nervous, his eyes were flickering, he didn't dare to look at Liang Xin at all, and he quickly looked away after an occasional glance, plus he had a thin face and three dog oil beards on his chin, which looked pitiful and ridiculous.

Liang Xin was quite puzzled, he didn't know this person, and he shouldn't be a person from Sinhu Street. But except for the officers and soldiers, there will be no outsiders here at all. He fell down from the roof with his hands and feet: "It's surnamed Liang, what are you looking for my house?"

At this time, Liang Xin realized that the other party was half a head shorter than him.

The sick ghost replied cautiously: "I'm not looking for your house, I'm looking for someone surnamed Liang." ”

Liang Xin couldn't help but giggle: "In the middle of the night, I sat on the roof of the Liang family and watched the stars, so of course I am from the Liang family!"

The sick ghost was stunned, blinked his eyes for a while before he suddenly realized: "Makes sense!" As he spoke, he leaned forward suddenly, almost touching his face to Liang Xin's face, carefully looking at his appearance, and his sad face was a little hesitant: "If you look closely, it still looks a bit like ......!"

"Ghost!" Liang Xin only felt that the roots of his hair were stiff, and he screamed and took a few steps back, and finally fell to the ground.

This man floated over, with his feet off the ground......

The sick ghost was more scared than Liang Xin, his face was full of panic, and his hands like chicken paws shook desperately: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, and I can't hurt you...... Besides, you're like this, what can I do to you? ”

Liang Xin glared at each other and asked, "Are you really a ghost?"

The sick ghost smiled and nodded cautiously: "Don't be afraid, my mana is low, I will definitely not be able to beat you, I can't beat you, and I can't hurt you." ”

As he spoke, the sick man flipped his hands, took out an oil-paper bag like a trick, and opened it.

Liang Xin was suddenly stunned, his eyes were fixed on the paper bag in the hand of the sick man, his eyes were full of surprise and greed: "This is ...... Is this meat?" The oiled paper bag wafted with a strange aroma, making his mouth inexplicably drool a lot, and even his stomach growled!

Looking at Liang Xin's expression, the eyes of the sick ghost were a little cloudy, and he said softly: "This is meat." The braised beef in Jufulou is used to eat and has long strength. As he spoke, he stuffed the braised beef in his hand into Liang Xin's little hand.

Liang Xin was stunned.

Eating meat is something that the sinners dare not think of, and as for Liang Xin, since he was born, he has never seen meat at all.

After carefully tearing off a small strip and putting it in his mouth, Liang Xin screamed, turned around and rushed into the house with the braised beef in his hand, and vigorously shook Liang who had fallen asleep after years of hard work.

When the sick ghost floated into the house, the two of them even forgot that there was a little ghost guest, and they were smirking, tearing the piece of meat one by one, and desperately stuffing it into each other's mouths......

The sick man took a long breath, turned and went out the door, and when he came back after a while, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he carried a lot of baggage on his back. After returning to Liang's house, he spread the baggage in his hand on the table: roast chicken, sauced duck, braised eggs, haggis, and cow face......

Liang was extremely ugly, staring at a table full of dishes that he had never tasted, seen or thought about, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Liang Xin was still relatively calm, touched a chicken leg from the table, and carefully blocked it in front of his mother: "Your face ......"

The sick ghost grinned, revealing a few jagged teeth: "My mana is too weak, and I was discovered when I stole these foods." ”

The sick ghost is just a little imp who can't escape the fists and kicks of mortals if he manifests, but if he is invisible, he can't pick up anything in the world at all.

Liang Xin nodded gratefully, and asked, "Who are you, what are you doing with our family......" Then, he seemed to think of something, and Huo Ran bloomed with a heartfelt joy on his little face, glaring at the sick ghost and asking loudly: "You are my father?!"

"No!" Liang and the little ghost said in unison, both startled.

"And who are you?" Liang Xin was not too disappointed.

The sick ghost hurriedly replied: "I am Liang Yier's personal servant, and Liang Yier is the ancestor of your family." ”

Liang Xin looked back at his mother, and Liang shook his head, she didn't know that her husband had such an ancestor, let alone heard of this sick ghost.

The tone of the sick ghost is always so timid, and he doesn't dare to look into the other party's eyes when he speaks: "I died unjustly more than three hundred years ago, and my soul is still lingering because my resentment is too deep. The enemy is close in front of me, but I can't take revenge, I can only rely on a little mana, keep teasing the other party, but unexpectedly provoked a bad chase, and when I was about to be scattered, Lord Liang happened to pass by, saved me, and helped me ask for grievances, and stabbed the enemy. Since then, I have vowed to serve the Liang family forever, and my lord has given me the name Feng Xi ......"

Liang Xin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he asked a series of questions: "Lord Liang, my ancestor is a big official, can he still fight off ghosts, is he an immortal?"

The little ghost replied honestly: "Lord Liang is a big official, and his ability is also very great, and he is not inferior to the immortals, but he is a mortal body, and after all, he only has a lifespan of one hundred and ten years......

"Later, Lord Liang once encountered an assassin, and I was also affected in a vicious battle, and I was seriously injured and slept for 300 years. When I woke up again, Lord Liang had already turned into a feather and ascended to the immortal, I struggled to find out, and finally found out that the Lord later offended the emperor, and was punished and beheaded, and the descendants will always be guilty of crimes. The tone was gloomy and sad at first, and then turned into relief.

Liang Xin asked a little eagerly: "Then what crime did my ancestor commit?"

Feng Xixi shook his head, and replied with self-reproach: "I can't find out this, my mana is too poor, and I can't enter the yamen." ”

Liang finally came back to his senses, his expression changed from surprise to hesitation, and finally turned into a resolute, suddenly pulled Liang Xin together, knelt down in front of the little ghost, and stammered: "You are a ghost, there must be other skills, please, for the sake of the ancestors of the Liang family, take the child away......

Feng Xixi was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed desperately to Liang Xin's mother and son: "I, I don't have that much ability, I can't save you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But I will always guard you and steal meat for you to eat...... When the young master is in good health, he will be able to endure hard labor. ”

"And, and!" Feng Xixi was about to cry: "I'm going to steal the boxing book, let the young master practice kung fu, and if you have the ability, you will have a chance to escape......" He was honest when he was alive, and he knew how to be loyal after being a ghost, and after a lapse of three hundred years, he found Liang Yier's descendants to repay his kindness......

Feng Xixi is just a lowly little ghost, even mortals can't beat him, let alone escape with Liang Xin's mother and son, he only dares to appear at night, and the daytime sun hurts him greatly.

On this night, eight-year-old Liang Xin saw ghosts for the first time, tasted meat for the first time, and heard about his ancestors for the first time......

Liang Xin is a child, Liang worked very hard during the day, and in the second half of the night, the mother and mother couldn't hold on and fell asleep deeply. Feng Xi was busy chattering, first cleaning up the house, and then sewing military boots and washing military clothes to share the hard labor for the Liang family, until the dawn of the day, he hid his figure and disappeared.

When he woke up the next day, Liang Xin woke up in a daze, and he was still a little unsure if what happened last night was a sweet dream, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Liang was sitting next to him, looking at him worriedly.

Liang Xin hurriedly got up: "Mother, what's wrong?"

Liang is also a criminal household, in addition to non-stop work, he has never been in contact with the outside world at all, and he has no insight and opinions, and his tone is a little hesitant when he speaks: "Feng Xi is a little ghost, I am afraid that it will be unlucky to find you......"

Liang Xin giggled, stretched his waist and said, "What could be more unlucky than now!" and then comforted Liang a few words, got out of bed and washed his face and went to help his mother work......

After a rough lunch, Liang Xin climbed back into bed and slept until sunset, recuperating enough to wait for the wind to come again.

But on this day, the wind did not come as promised, Liang Xin sat on the roof and waited until the day was bright before returning to his small bed with a tired face, his eyes full of disappointment.

For three days in a row, the wind and customs never came again, Liang Xin refused to sleep every night, just waited so hard, the already thin doll looked even more haggard and pitiful.

On the fourth day, Liang Xin had already decided not to wait any longer, but at night, he couldn't help but climb onto the roof.......

In the middle of the night, Liang Xin was half asleep and half awake, and suddenly felt that someone was gently shaking him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Feng Xixi was standing in front of him carefully!

Liang Xin suddenly woke up from his daze, his eyes were excited and aggrieved, and before he could say anything, Feng Xi said honestly: "Let the young master wait for me, I am so tired that the young master can't sleep well......"

Feng Xi is still the timid look he had when they met last time, and his expression was full of self-blame. However, compared to the first meeting, his body is more rickety, and he is missing a whole left arm!

Liang Xin hurriedly brought the little ghost to the house, and as soon as he arrived at the house, Feng Xi hurriedly took out a roast chicken from his arms, and then took out a thin book with a portrait on it, with a smile on his face: "This is a boxing book!"

Liang Xin took the fist sheet stained with a large oil stain from his hand, but his eyes were staring at the windy and empty left arm: "What's wrong with you." ”

Feng Xi smiled a little embarrassed: "The boxing book has to be stolen from the people who practice martial arts, but most of the people who practice martial arts are strong and vigorous, this, my mana is too poor, and it is a little difficult to steal, so it's too late." As a result, they found out, and in order to get out, they had to throw off an arm, but the boxing score was finally stolen. ”

Before he finished speaking, Liang Xinwa cried, and Liang, who had just woken up, also wept silently.

Feng Xi was in a hurry again, and hurriedly whispered to comfort: "That, young master, I am a mourning body, and my broken arm is in pain for a while, so it's no big deal." ”

As soon as the words fell, Liang Xin suddenly bent his knees and knelt seriously in front of Feng Xixi: "I'm not a young master, I, I'm ......" Liang Xin didn't know how to speak, and he couldn't come up with 'me' for a long time, and finally he didn't know where he came from: "You are my father!

The little ghost was so frightened that he was floating all over the house, and he couldn't help it.

A child and a ghost argued for a long time, and finally each took a step back, Liang Xin called Feng Xixi uncle, and after Feng Xixi, he called Liang Xin's name.

After standing up again, Liang Xin was full of joy and shouted to the little ghost: "Uncle Feng!"

Uncle Feng rubbed his palms with some embarrassment: "I don't have the surname Feng, the name Feng Xi was given by Lord Liang back then, I am the ghost of the adult, and naturally I also inherited the surname of the Liang family." ”

Liang Xin grinned happily: "Liang Feng is used to it, then ...... Uncle!"

The uncle was very happy, his dry face turned into a flower, and he nodded in agreement.

From this day on, Feng Xi would come to Sinhu Street every night, always carrying some food in his arms. In addition to helping Liang share those hard labors, he also taught Liang Xin to read and read.

Sometimes, Feng Xi will also pick some herbs, and bring them to Liang Xin to replenish his body after being tormented from the outside, of course, they are not precious medicinal materials, but they are also useful for children's growth.

Liang Xin's hard life has also become much thicker all of a sudden, in addition to sleeping and eating, he spends all his time practicing boxing and reading, and in his spare time, he pesters Feng Xi to tell him some outside stories.

Feng Xixi was an ordinary person before his death, and he only studied in a private school for a few years, and he could barely teach Liang Xin to read and write. However, there is no drama in teaching boxing, fortunately, there are people on the boxing spectrum who seem to have annotations, Liang is hard to come from, and he is not afraid of hard work, so he practices according to the boxing spectrum.

That boxing book is not a profound exercise, it is the most ordinary 'Taizu Long Fist' in Middle-earth.

With the ability to practice the wind, he can only steal such a boxing book.

Taizu Changquan is completely a hard bridge and a hard horse straight to the outside fist and feet, under hard practice, although he can't become a master, but the effect of strengthening the body and being agile and adaptable is always there, plus the 'uncle' will get some meat every day, Liang Xin's body is also healthy and strong, although not burly, but a body of chestnut meat, hard and strong.

Sometimes Liang Xin will also talk about the ancestors of his family three hundred years ago, and every time Feng Xi smiles bitterly and shakes his head, not that he doesn't say it, but he doesn't know much.

Although Feng Xixi is Liang Yier's ghost servant, his mana is low, and he can't stand the yang power in the yamen, although he is nominally the master servant, but he doesn't have many opportunities to serve beside him.

Spring and Autumn interaction, star reincarnation, four years have passed unconsciously, Liang Xin has also changed from an eight-year-old doll to a twelve-year-old boy, there is nothing special in appearance, the skin is quite dark, the eyes are not big, it looks not much different from an ordinary village boy, and it also reveals some simplicity and kindness.

In addition to a little kung fu, Liang Xin also knows a little about the outside world, and can also write a piece of reading experience crookedly, which makes the uncle and the old lady happy.

In the past few years, Feng Xi hid among the graves during the day, and came to teach Liang Xin homework and help Liang at night, ignoring the outside affairs and laughing every day.

It was another day when dawn broke, and a moment ago the wind had already left, Liang Xin practiced boxing for a while, and was about to go to sleep when suddenly a rumbling horse's hooves sounded from the street outside!

The riders on the horse, all of whom were servants of the yamen, galloped all the way through the streets of the guilty households, shouting incessantly: "Under the holy decree, the criminal households will open the mountain and break the evil, and those who have reached the age of twelve will immediately respond to the edict." God bless the flood!"

Then, the officers and men of the brigade drove into Sinhu Street under the leadership of the Yamen Arrest Kuai, and arrested people from house to house according to the registration book, and all the boys who had reached the age of 12 were taken away.

The street of the guilty household exploded all at once, and the rule of the great flood since the founding of the country for more than 300 years was that the criminal household had to serve hard labor only when he was 14 years old, but this time it became 12 years old.

Isolated from the outside world, I don't know what happened at all, let alone what the government officials mean by 'opening the mountain and breaking the evil'.

You don't need to ask everyone to understand that the four words 'opening the mountain and breaking the evil' are more terrible than the drudgery of mining, border fighting, and quarrying!

Horses neighing and dogs barking, children crying and mothers calling, at this moment, under the rule of Dahong, the thirty-one prefectures of Kyushu, and the streets of the sinners in every city are in chaos!

Liang Xin was also dragged away from his mother's arms by the officers and soldiers, and Liang desperately pounced, and an officer and soldier just raised his foot and wanted to kick, but was stopped by a head catcher of the mansion with a fist.

The head catcher said coldly: "It's all raised by my mother's father, and this soldier doesn't have to be too crossy!"

The little soldier didn't dare to confront the head catcher, so he laughed twice and turned away, and the head catcher stretched out his hand to stop the Liang family, who was still about to pounce, still with a cold face: "If you work hard, the doll will also work hard, then you don't have to live." ”

Liang Xin's voice sounded from outside the door: "Mother, wait for me to come back and pick you up!"

The cold-faced catcher laughed unprecedentedly: "Good boy!" followed the stride out, pointed at Liang Xin and said to the other officials, officers and soldiers: "No one is allowed to beat him!"

The riot lasted less than an hour, and all the streets of Sinhu became a dull silence, and the young men over the age of twelve were taken away by the wolf-like officers and soldiers, and the ugly-looking ladies and relatives sat down in the street one by one, looking at the end of the street with mournful eyes......