Fifty years ago, a holy war broke out on the mainland.

On that day, there was a rare tengu eclipse day, and the sun in the sky quickly turned into a black disk.

Out of the black disk crawled out of a large number of demons.

These demons are cruel and murderous, and they leave no grass in the places they pass, and they are for Shura.

Many sects have been wiped out and people have been displaced.

Under such circumstances, the Continental Xiuzhen Realm formed an Immortal Alliance and began a protracted Shura crusade.

The result, after paying a huge price, won resoundingly.

After this battle, the vitality of the mainland cultivation realm was greatly damaged, and many heroes and strong people also emerged.

The night was as dark as ink.

He woke up from a nightmare.

He dreamed of many people, and he remembered the faces of each of them.

Leper, scholar, strong son, second dog, third aunt, Uncle Chen......

They all giggled at him, just as they had been back then.

Then they all caught fire for some reason, and the flames consumed them in an instant, burning them beyond recognition one by one.

They were still grinning, but the smile was distorted, and then crawled towards him from all sides, and finally stopped in his ear, saying, "Why aren't you dead......

yes, why didn't I die?

Five years have passed since that tragedy, but it still torments him all the time.

He was panting, and everything on his face that couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears was dripping onto the quilt. Reached out and wiped it on his face, waving the sweat off his face.

The throat is burning, and the body is even stickier, which is extremely uncomfortable.

He struggled to get up, picked up the water on the table, and poured a large bowl with a clatter.

The air still seemed to be filled with a suffocating scorching stench that had lingered for years, and he pushed the door open.

Not to mention the moon in the sky, not even half a star can be seen, and darkness fills the whole world, and it also envelops his heart.

The night breeze hits.

Finally suppressing the heat in his body, he took a deep breath and opened his hands to embrace the wind and the darkness.

His name is Qu Yan, and he is an ordinary teenager in Linjiang Town who is a little rebellious and ignorant.

The accident five years ago left him orphaned overnight. Fortunately, the passing Shenhuo Gate Fengmei real person rescued him from the doom of being outcast.

It's a pity that he was told by Fengmei Zhenren that he didn't have the qualifications to cultivate, so he was stillborn with the idea of revenge by cultivating the immortal method, and in the end he could only become a miscellaneous member of the Shenhuo Sect, not even a disciple of the outer sect.

It drove him crazy, but what could he do?

Heaven is unfair, and the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate.

Manpower, after all, sometimes runs out.

He was not reconciled.

He can't sit still, he has to fight!

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts, Qu Yan turned around and returned to the courtyard, picked up the bucket and walked towards the winding Yuqiong Creek in the distance.

The courtyard where he lived was located at the bottom of the foot of the Heavenly Volcano Mountain, which was specially designated for the miscellaneous servants to live.

Further up are the outer disciples, most of them are disciples with low qualifications, and in addition to cultivation, they also have to be responsible for some transactional work.

Then there are the inner disciples, the outer elders, the inner elders, and the heads of each lineage, and the head of Fengmei Zhenren is located at the top of this "pyramid".

The higher the position, the more abundant and pure the vitality is, the more conducive to cultivation, so the position where you live in the Divine Fire Gate represents your status within the gate.

The sky was still dark, but Qu Yan's pace was very steady, after all, he couldn't be more familiar with this road, and he couldn't even know where a few stones were on the ground.

After a while, the sound of murmuring water could be heard.

Qu Yan quickened his pace, turned two more corners, and came to the side of this Yuqiong Creek, where he could vaguely see the hazy water vapor steaming.

Qu Yan threw the bucket aside, couldn't wait to take off his essence, and jumped into the stream with a "poof" sound.

It was the middle of the night, and the stream was cold and biting, but he didn't care, he swam in it to his heart's content, washing away the smell of sweat and exhaustion.

It was the happiest moment of his day.

After a long time, Qu Yan climbed ashore from the stream, and through the faint light, he could see that although he was not tall, his muscles were solid, as if he contained huge energy, and at first glance it was the result of perennial exercise, you must know that he is only ten years old now, and many children of the same age are still enjoying the treatment of stretching out their hands and eating to open their mouths.

On his chest was a small black wooden carving with a straw rope, the only thing his father had left.

Putting on his clothes, filling two buckets of water upstream, Qu Yan set off to return.

Night, still dark.

On this winding path, the lonely figure of the teenager goes back and forth.

Early morning. At the foot of the heavenly volcano, the miscellaneous courtyard.

Li Liushun, the leader of the miscellaneous servants, opened his hazy sleepy eyes, woke up from his sleep, and couldn't help but stretch.

"Ah~"

Feel refreshed and a new day begins.

Relying on the fact that his cousin was an elder of the outer gate of the Shenhuo Gate, he entered the Shenhuo Gate to do miscellaneous labor, but he became the head of the miscellaneous labor in ten years, which made him quite proud.

Usually I don't look at the other miscellaneous servants in my eyes, and I breathe and drink, so I am not majestic. And when he met a formal disciple, he immediately became embarrassed, a typical villain. Qu Yan was bullied by him a lot.

Li Liushun went out and saw that there were not many people in the yard, so he immediately became angry.

"Du Nima is on the third pole in the day, why don't you roll up for Lao Tzu!"

Then there was a "ping-pong" kick in the door.

The handymen rushed out of the door in a panic, and some of them were still wearing belts as they walked.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, he knows how to sleep, how long do you sleep if you die more than two years early?

Li Liushun scolded himself.

Qu Yan calmly walked out of the room, looking at his radiant appearance, it seemed that he was completely unaffected by the fact that he had only slept for two hours last night.

Li Liushun kicked over, "Stinky boy, don't hurry up for Lao Tzu!"

Qu Yan jumped away agilely, making him kick into the air.

Li Liushun suddenly felt that his dignity had been challenged, and his face sank, "You kid still dare to hide?"

Qu Yan spread his hands, put on an innocent look, and said, "Misunderstanding, I didn't hide, you didn't kick it." ”

"Okay, don't you talk hard, I won't teach you a lesson today, you don't know who is the boss here!" he said, rolling up his sleeves and about to do it.

A fat old man next to him immediately stopped in the middle, and said, "Of course you are the boss here, this is known to everyone." It's not too early now, so it's better to start preparing breakfast earlier, after all, it's not good to delay the Xianshang's meal. ”

"Hmph, dead fat man! Just talk too much, don't you get it quickly!" After weighing, Li Liushun also knew which was more important.

So the servants went about their work according to their own division of labor.

Qu Yan thanked the fat old man who spoke just now, and was about to take a step, when he was suddenly stopped by Li Liushun.

"Stinky boy! ”

Qu Yan turned around and asked with a smile, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Li Liushun suddenly showed a malicious smile, "It's nothing, go and fill the water tank." “

"Oh, yes. Qu Yan responded, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "But the water tank is full." “

"Fart!" Li Liushun said. He had only checked it last night, and the water tank was already less than half of the water, how could it be full.

"Don't believe me, see for yourself. “

Qu Yan's expression made him even more puzzled, what kind of medicine is sold in this kid's gourd?

"If you dare to lie to Lao Tzu, hum!" the intimidation is self-evident.

When he looked over, he couldn't help but froze.

The water tank was really full.

This Nima is not right, when I watched it last night, there was obviously less than half a tank of water left.

Could it be that I am mistaken? No, I check every night, and last night was no exception, and because I was thirsty last night, I drank a scoop, so I was even more impressed.

Did anyone go fetch water last night?

Then shook his head and denied this idea, who did not sleep at night and ran to fetch water, neurotic!

He didn't know that there was such a "neuropathy" in this world.

This is not the first time this has happened. Then he shook his head again, in the land of immortals, where are the ghosts?

After thinking about it for a long time, Li Liu gave up by the way.

"Then you go and chop the firewood!"

Qu Yan was helpless and walked to the house where the firewood was piled up.

"Boss. “

"What's the matter?" Li Liushun was about to leave satisfied, but he was quite impatient when he heard the kid scream.

"Chai He, it's all chopped ......"

Li Liushun's eyes widened, and he was in trouble for a while.

The water is full, and the firewood is also chopped, so how can you punish this kid?

On the contrary, Qu Yan thought of a way for him, "Or let me deliver breakfast in a while." “

Sounds like a good suggestion, you must know that delivering breakfast is physical work, you have to climb such a high mountain, and you have to walk so much cave, it is not easy, and it is just right to punish this kid.

"That's fine......" Suddenly his heart sank, "No, how can you kid be so kind......"

Qu Yan put on a face as flattering as possible, "Boss, I didn't kick you just now, but I don't want to go." I can't ask for anything to share your worries now. “

Li Liushun thought about it, the other party was just a ten-year-old boy, how many hard bones could he have?

"Even if you kid know each other......" faintly felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't care so much. You must know that if you deal with those immortal elders with eyes above the top, it will be miserable if you are not careful.

Before, there was a handyman who went to deliver meat porridge to a certain immortal chief, but the immortal chief said that there was a problem with the meat, and he was furious, and directly knocked the servant down dozens of meters into the air, and fell into a mess of meat sauce, which was unbearable. Everyone knew that it wasn't a meat problem, it was just that the immortal chief happened to fail to break through and was full of resentment and took the opportunity to attack, although in the end an elder came forward to reprimand him, and in the end, it was over. Who would really punish a disciple with cultivation for the sake of such a mortal servant?

Although I don't know what this kid has in mind, others avoid it, but he desperately tries to get together (he has not helped people deliver food in the past few years), but since he wants to go, he can let him go, and he deserves to die.

With this thought, Li Liushun went back to the house like a victorious general.

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to send me a few buns. At the end, he added.

Qu Yan smiled: "Okay, wait a minute, the buns should be out of the pot soon." When the other party returned to the house, although the smile on his face was still there, there was no trace of smile, and his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, one of them sang.

"The buns are out of the cage!

Qu Yan put on a professional smile and ran over happily.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Five other servants also gathered around.

After a while, the fat old man who helped Qu Yan relieve the siege before packed the buns, steamed buns, porridge, etc. separately. Explain in detail where they should be sent.

They received their tasks and set out, leaving only one of them unmoved.

The fat old man said strangely, "What's the matter, boy?"

Qu Yan said: "Fat uncle, I want to send a few buns to the boss first." He emphasized the word "boss", and said that he also bowed to Li Liushun's house, his face full of ridicule.

The fat old man's real name is Zhou Keshen, because he is fat, everyone calls him fat, and Qu Yan calls him Uncle Fat.

Zhou Keshen smiled: "I'll send it to him, you send these up the mountain first." ”

Qu Yan scratched his head and said sincerely: "Then I'm sorry for you." ”

"What's polite, you haven't eaten yet, come here and eat these two buns on the way." As he spoke, he stuffed two big buns.

Qu Yan was about to thank him, but the other party had already waved his hand and said, "Go, go, don't delay the business." ”

In this Shenhuo Gate, the best thing for him is this fat old man, Qu Yan was moved, but he didn't say anything more, and set off with the food box on his back.