The mountains are so long that you can't see the edge as far as you can see.

Xiaoyaozi looked at everything around her, as if shrouded in a pale blue mist. The original path was already covered with weeds, and several blackbirds "quacked" overhead, circling and flying.

Ouyang Ying tugged on Xiaoyaozi's sleeve, and Xiong Wei cleaned up the weeds in front.

"Master, are you sure there is a way here?"

“......”

Xiaoyaozi didn't answer Xiong Wei's question, he was thinking: I walked here back then, and I saw a village in the distance. Unexpectedly, the massacre turned this place into a barren land.

Looking up, the inhumane massacre seemed to be vivid, and he seemed to smell the thick smell of blood again.

Xiong Wei continued to walk forward, and with a "hula" sound, he heard something moving, and looked in the direction of the sound, and it was a hare, flying out of the grass.

Xiaoyaozi watched the hare run for his life, and scenes began to come to his mind about the events of many years ago. He clearly remembers: he stabbed the owner of the bear farm with a sword, and his wife held a child.

"Let's go!" When the owner of the bear village would rather die, he still pestered himself to death, sacrificing himself to let his wife escape quickly.

Xiaoyaozi thought: If it was him now, he would definitely show mercy. No, if it were now, I would never do such a hurtful thing.

Xiaoyaozi recalled that day, after watching Mrs. Xiong run away with the child in her arms, she subconsciously tilted her head back and leaned back. Sigh to the sky: This day is still here!

The owner of the bear farm seemed to accept the sword he had stabbed in the face. At that time, the hair in front of his eyes fell thinly, revealing a thin, heroic face. The face is a heroic spirit, and he sees death as if he were home!

"Master, is this the place we are looking for?" Xiong Wei followed and continued to ask.

Xiong Wei's questioning brought Xiaoyaozi's mind back to the present. "Yes, this is the place where I want to come back to atone for my sins. ”

Xiaoyaozi asked himself in his heart: What am I doing here? Take Xiong Wei to see that this is his home.

Is Xiong Wei a child of this family?

If so, how did he escape back then, he was obviously not the child that Mrs. Xiong took away back then, and the child was eight years old. If it weren't for the children of the Xiong family, how could he be so much like the owner of the Xiong Farm? Especially when he used his sword to sweep away Xiong Wei's hair in front of his eyes, revealing his thin and handsome face.

Under his own sword, except for the calm owner of the bear village, Xiong Wei was a little sluggish, and his appearance was exactly the same.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he didn't want to think about it anymore.

Who is the child that Dark River wants to kill? What does it have to do with the Xiong family, and what does it have to do with the prince? I still have to find out Xiong Wei's life experience first, hoping to find some clues in Xiongjiazhuang.

Xiaoyaozi looked in front of him, and there was a ruin not far away. He was touched by the scene in front of him: "This is it!"

"Master, what are we doing here? Is this the Xiongjiazhuang you asked along the way?" he looked at Xiaoyaozi, and Xiong Wei knew that Master must have come here for a purpose.

Xiaoyaozi ignored Xiong Wei, took a few steps forward, crossed Xiong Wei, and continued to walk forward.

He wanted to find a well, because when he had killed the family surnamed Xiong, when he came out, he found that there was a well, and his clothes were still stained with a few drops of blood, so he washed his clothes with the water from this well. If he finds the well, he will be more sure that it is the place.

Xiaoyaozi walked faster and faster, and suddenly stopped, and when he saw the well, he walked over, and his heart shook slightly. After many years, the weeds had grown tall and tall enough to flood the inlet, and the well was an abandoned well.

There were still dried blood stains on the wellhead.

He looked to the right hand side of the well again, and there were several big characters on it: "Xiongjiazhuang".

There was still a trail of blood on the steps of the gate, and he remembered that he had carried a sword with blood dripping from it.

The gate is gone, and the threshold is still there. The threshold is very high, and when he killed people back then, he didn't find that it was such a high threshold. For a person who can only kill people and doesn't care about everything, what if the threshold is high, killing is killing.

However, this is even more proof of a speculation he has been making for many years. The higher the threshold, the higher the status, and it is normal for the high status to lead to death.

Every time he took a step, his heart was fluttering, he took a deep breath, and in a trance, there were countless unjust souls pressing on him, shouting: "Xiaoyaozi, take your life!"

As a killer, an old killer, you shouldn't have such a deep sense of guilt. At this moment, the more he walked, the more he felt breathless. That's what changed his life.

Xiong Wei followed the master step by step, this place he had never been to before, but there was a sense of déjà vu. It seems that every brick and tile of this place has a lot to do with him.

"What kind of place is this?" Ouyang Ying followed closely behind them, "I'm so scared." ”

Xiaoyaozi continued to walk inside, to the backyard. The ginkgo tree in the backyard is still there, and the ginkgo leaves have fallen one after another, piling up for many years, and perhaps since that year, no one has been cleaning the leaves, because the owners who accompanied him have met the king of Hades.

"Oh! Ouyang Ying cried again, and Xiaoyaozi looked at it, "It turns out that she kicked a skull." ”

"Master, what are we doing here, where is this?" Xiong Wei's tone was deep. Usually such questions are often asked, all with an attitude that has nothing to do with themselves, even if it is related to themselves, they are just laughing and asking a few words with curiosity. As for what the answer is, we don't know.

Xiaoyaozi still didn't answer his question.

This time Xiong Wei was different, he must know where this is, "Master, where is this? What are we doing here?" His tone was very tough, as if the second he stepped into the threshold, he changed into a different person, as if there was a big stone in his heart pressing on him, making him breathless.

"This is Xiongjiazhuang, the last mission I took when I was in the dark river. No, it should be the penultimate task. Because the last task ......" he wanted to say but stopped, thinking in his heart, is the last task completed?

"Master, who did you kill in Xiongjiazhuang back then?" Xiong Wei's tone became tougher and tougher.

"I killed their whole family. ”

"Then why did you kill their whole family. ”

"Because it's a mission for me. Killers have tasks, and each killer is ranked by the number of tasks they receive. The first place on the list of Dark River Killers is determined by the number of killings, not to say. ”

"Master, why don't you kill someone without asking why? Xiong Wei blamed Xiaoyaozi a little.

"Killers only know how to kill. Xiaoyaozi should have reprimanded him, but he looked into Xiong Wei's eyes and explained, "This is the rule of being a killer, the less you know, the less dangerous your life will be." ”

Xiong Wei also knew this, but he couldn't control his emotions. He couldn't help but put his hand in his arms, he wanted to take out the portrait stored with the killer warrant and ask Xiaoyaozi who this person was and why he looked so similar to himself.

"Oh, how long are we going to stay here?" Ouyang Ying exclaimed in a trembling voice.

This interrupted Xiong Wei's train of thought, and he wanted to wait for the day when he was only with his master.

"Let's take a look around first, Ying'er is so scared, let's not disperse. Follow me, don't run around. ”

He continued walking, pushing open every door to see if there was any news about the family. Gradually, he walked to the backyard.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up the leaves on the ground.

He saw a room, as if it were inhabited. Xiaoyaozi asked softly, "Is anyone there?"

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