Pools of blood, corpses, white snow, and this is like a smile!

All this, although it has been too long, but when they are matched together, there is a familiar feeling, rising in Haotian's heart and emerging from his messy memories......

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of a person, a ...... Teenage beggar.

It was an ordinary day of Haotian's endless reincarnation journey, it was a dilapidated temple, and it was also the world.

On that day, there was also a white color, but it was not snow, but half a ...... Steamed bread!

Behind the steamed buns, there is a face full of dirt, holding the steamed buns with the same greasy and dirty hands, and speaking in a trembling voice.

"You saved me, ...... Gotta let me do something for you, right?"

Looking at Haotian, the beggar boy's heart palpitated, especially at Haotian's emotionless indifferent eyes, which made him feel more and more uneasy, even if he was hungry to death, he didn't dare to eat the steamed buns in his hand.

He didn't dare to eat it, so naturally others dared to eat it.

There were countless beggars in the ruined temple, looking at the steamed buns in the hands of the young man, like a wolf seeing a lamb, and the desire brought by hunger made them turn into beasts and rush up like crazy.

The young beggar was knocked to the ground, curled up in agony and rolled around.

However, in Haotian's eyes when he looked at him, there was no sympathy or pity, only indifference, like a god from above, watching everything from the sidelines of mortals.

As if stimulated by this indifferent look, the young beggar laughed maniacally, picked up the sharp stone next to him, and smashed it at the beggar who had snatched half of his steamed bun.

Blood splattered everywhere, brains flew in all directions, and the broken temple was full of exclamations.

"Murder!"

The beggars shouted in horror and retreated, but they really didn't expect that for half a steamed bun, this teenager would be like a mad dog.

In the shouting, the young man still didn't stop, and kept smashing with stones, until the head of the person who snatched his steamed bun was smashed into tatters like cotton wool, and then he snatched back the steamed bun dipped in blood and stuffed it into his mouth frantically.

While eating, he looked at the other beggars fiercely with blood-stained and hideous eyes, as if telling them silently...... It's mine, whoever moves will die!

Looking at such a scene, Haotian's eyes were indifferent, and he turned around and walked out of the broken temple, leaving only one sentence and falling into the air.

"Split the road of life and death with both hands, and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife!"

Afterward......

The beggar boy grew up slowly, and he always remembered the scene of that day and Haotian's words in his heart.

So, he was ruthless and hot-handed, and he was proclaimed emperor in Yingtianfu and changed the name of the country...... The Ming Dynasty, the unification of China, the world called it ...... Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang!

It's just that......

No one in later generations knows that Zhu Yuanzhang's transformation and the rise of Ming Taizu are only because of half a blood steamed bun, just because of Haotian's eyes and a word.

"You saved me, ...... Gotta let me do something for you, right?"

No one knows that Zhu Yuanzhang dominates the world and unifies China just to ...... Go and do something for Haotian, who once gave him half a steamed bun.

However, until his death, Zhu Yuanzhang failed to do so.

He set up a 'hukou', he established a 'Jinyi Guard', he carried out the 'rule of Hongwu', he took the whole world in his hands, turned the whole world over, but he never found the indifferent eyes, the person who gave him half a steamed bun, or a country.

Why can't I find it?

Because, Haotian didn't want him to find it at all.

In other words, Haotian didn't care about Zhu Yuanzhang at all, and he didn't even know his name.

At that time, Haotian only wanted a change, the fall of a dynasty, and the rise of another dynasty.

As for who is the emperor of which rising dynasty, Haotian doesn't care.

He chose a beggar as emperor, or a straw shoe weaver, or a peasant.

This is the right of the Emperor of Heaven, he can use half a steamed bun to exchange for a country.

Therefore, Haotian lacks nothing, if he really wants, the whole world, the whole world, all things are his.

But now......

Looking down at his bare feet, looking at the blood stains on his feet, Haotian felt ...... I really don't need a pair of shoes!

So, he nodded!

"Aha!"

Seeing Haotian nodding, the girl clenched her fists excitedly, looking extremely happy.

Then, she lifted the orchid-like Qianmei and soft wattle, coiled up her messy long hair, and when she raised her hand, on the wrist of the frost and snow, several shiny small silver ornaments made a clear and extremely clear "ding" sound of "ding" each other, in this turbid and silent space, a series of gentle ripples.

"Brother, now we're in a group. You help me kill people, I buy you clothes, buy shoes. It's okay, you can stomp your feet casually in the future, shoes ...... We'll take care of it!"

Under the dark red night, in the playful words, Hao Tian stood upright, feeling that his face was a little dry and bitter at this time.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly understood that at this time, he should ...... Make a wry smile!

The girl didn't know what he was thinking, a pretty face like a flower tree reflecting snow, glamorous, two small palms, self-ripe on Haotian's left arm.

"By the way, my name is Lin Ruoxue, Lin Ruoxue's Lin, Lin Ruoxue's Ruoxue. What about you?"

"You can't keep calling you stupid, can you?

The girl's pretty face is like a pearl with a dizziness, playful, but hidden with a trace of gentleness and tenderness, just like the ancient poem 'The sunset is like snow and jade white, and the flowers cover the shame'.

"Haotian!"

Haotian spoke softly, his words a little dry, like a boy in distress.

Putting aside the identity of the 'Emperor of Heaven', Haotian has lived for endless years, so naturally there will be no such thing as embarrassment.

It's just that at this moment, under the woman's gentle pull, Haotian's heart suddenly had a feeling that he had never felt before......

This feeling is ...... Is it warmth?

Wait, heart...... Heart?

Haotian was suddenly startled, missing the chest of the Dao Heart, but at this moment, it was already as if something was taking root!

......

"Woooooo

"Dididi!"

In the cold, snow and rain, the sounds of police cars and ambulances are intertwined, and while the two-color lights pierce the darkness, stretchers can be seen carried out of the blockade from time to time, covered with white cloth.

The white cloth was all stained red with blood, and looked miserable, with the occasional arm or two hanging down, glowing with a lifeless dark blue color.

It's dead people, a lot of dead people!

It's just that so many dead people are still dead in the city, but they haven't alarmed any reporter.

"Squeak!"

The sharp sound of brakes sounded, a police car had not stopped, and a middle-aged man with a resolute face and a blue face opened the door and got out of the car, glanced at the dirty blood that was still clearly visible even after the rain, and gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Has the preliminary forensic report come out?"