"Ouch!" On a dark and windy night, the sky is filled with white snow.
Outside Qingfeng Town, Luo's Villa, there was a roar that looked like a human but not a human, a wolf but not a wolf, howling in the sky and the earth! It was entangled with the falling snowflakes in the cold wind and never dispersed for a long time.
In Qingfeng Town, which has less than 2,000 people, everyone is in danger, and no one dares to step outside to find out the details.
Only the God who dominates this world is looking coldly at Luo's Villa, which is like a hell on earth.
Starting from the gate, I saw two headless guards in black lying on the thick snow.
Walking further inside, the long slope was lined with headless black-clothed guards. Including the two at the door, there were a total of twenty-seven people. Judging from the wounds, they were all fatal with one knife.
In the Luo family's flower hall, those lying on the ground included seven maids, one housekeeper, and two women who usually played with the young masters and ladies, a total of ten people.
All are fatal with one knife.
Turning around the flower hall and entering the attic of Luo's Villa, there were the head of the family, Luo Ying, and the mistress, Mrs. Liu. The couple also fell in a pool of blood. The difference is that Ms. Liu's beautiful face is still there, but there is a big hole in her chest. Apparently her heart has been taken away.
The head of the family, Luo Ying, was the same as the servants. The head was missing. He grabbed the sword behind him with one hand and held on to Liu's left arm with the other.
Apparently they were deeply in love and went to hell together.
On the wall behind the attic, there was a headless young man lying on his back. He must be the young master of the Luo family who was about to climb over the wall, but his head was chopped off with a knife.
Under the courtyard wall was a bench and a girl lying in the snow.
The girl was less than fifteen, with a beautiful face like Liu's, and a black iron arrow stuck in her chest.
It turned out to be the sister of the eldest son of the Luo family. She wanted to help her brother escape, but the killer was too powerful.
After turning around the courtyard wall and coming to the edge of the stable, I saw dozens of handsome horses lying on the ground, and a man and a woman lying beside the stable. The man lost his head and was a middle-aged man under thirty.
The woman also had a beautiful face and died from an arrow in her chest.
Scattered around the manor were old people, women, children, cattle and sheep...
All one hundred and eight people in Luo's Villa were spared. They were either decapitated or shot through the chest with a black iron arrow...
This is the Luo Family Villa in Qingfeng Town. A good-natured family was wiped out by an outside killer overnight.
Except for a young man standing outside the stable, a young man covered in blood, a young man whose face was destroyed by a third and a half, and a young man who was hidden under the belly of a horse by his parents and narrowly escaped death.
In fact, it should be said that this boy is not that boy.
Because there was also a black arrow stuck in the young man's chest, a life-threatening black arrow.
However, what is strange is that there is no blood flowing down the boy's chest, but after the boy pulls out the black arrow with a wave of his hand, there is a faint smoke filling the air.
Nothing like the people in this world.
The boy is the only son of a horse-raising couple, his father is Luo Yun, and his mother is Ye Yun'er.
Nine-year-old Luo Xiu, a young man who has just entered the realm of Qi refining under the care of the village owner Luo Ying.
Three heroes of Luo's Villa.
One is Luo Ying's eldest son Luo Wudi, one is Luo Ying's beloved daughter Luo Xiaoman, and the other is the groom's son Luo Xiu.
The three of them were brothers and sisters. In the heart of Luo Ying of the Liu family, she had long promised her beloved daughter to Luo Xiu, hoping that one day he would become her son-in-law.
However, God is ruthless.
Such a loving and respectful family was killed by a group of unknown killers on the night of the winter solstice.
Whether it was the Luo family's cellar, the owner's bedroom, or even the Luo family's living room, the ground was dug up, just to find some kind of treasure.
Seizing treasures and killing people, this kind of story that remains unchanged for thousands of years, is once again happening in Qingfeng Town.
At this time, the young Luo Xiu was holding an iron sword that looked like a sword but not a sword. This was the scrap iron that the groom found in the cellar of the Luo family and used it as an iron bar for his son to practice as a sword.
At this time, the young man looked up to the sky and howled wildly, pointing at the sky and cursing angrily, complaining about the injustice of heaven.
However, the Supreme God above the nine heavens just looked at him coldly, not only punishing him with tribulation thunder, but also not sending down a divine light to repair the scars on his face.
Heaven and earth are unkind, and dogs are not cruel to all creatures, let alone a little boy.
When the young man got tired of scolding, he pulled out the iron arrow from his mother Ye Yun'er's chest, cleaned her wound with water, and went into the house to find a clean piece of clothing for her to put on.
"Mom likes to be clean!" the boy murmured.
I don’t know how long I searched for it, but I found the head of my father Luo Yun that had fallen in the stable. After cleaning it, I carefully sewed it on his neck.
"Dad also likes to be clean!" The boy's tears flowed down unsatisfactoryly.
The young man who had dried up his tears started digging a hole in the garden of the villa with the iron bar in his hand.
Whether it is the owner and his wife, his parents, his brother Luo Wudi, his sister Luo Xiaoman, or all the relatives in the villa, the young man will bury them all.
"We can't let the wolves in the mountains drag us away!" the young man said bitterly as he dug.
From the moment of Haishi to the time of Chou, the big hole was finally dug.
The young man dragged the only three wooden coffins from the villa. These were prepared by Luo Ying for the old people in the villa. Unexpectedly, they came in handy.
His father and mother were buried together in a wooden coffin, and the owner and his wife were buried together in a wooden coffin.
Finally, the young man Luo Xiu, who had dried up his tears, shed tears of blood and gently placed his best brother Luo Wudi and his sister Luo Xiaoman in a wooden coffin.
"Grandparents, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, and sisters have wronged you and are buried together!"
The young man moved one hundred and eight corpses into the pit and collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
After taking a few sips of the cold snow water, the boy began to bury it.
For fear of wild wolves coming to dig up the bodies of his relatives, the young man dug the hole very, very deep!
From the Chou hour until the third quarter of the Yin hour, he filled up the big hole... At this time, the wind and snow became more fierce. In less than a moment, the garden was covered by the snow and wind!
It is no longer possible to tell that one hundred and eight relatives of the young man have just been buried here.
The young man did not dare to set up a memorial tablet, just so that the deceased would no longer be disturbed by outsiders.
Because he knows that those killers who have not found the treasure will come again!
After packing up the belongings at home, he also collected all the savings left by the head of the family, Luo Ying. Because the wolf fang on the boy's chest is a space device that can hold many items.
This was a gift given to him by his parents on his seventh birthday. This is Luo Xiu's treasure.
It was almost midnight when all this was done, and the young man came to the gate of the villa. He wanted to leave here as soon as possible, and no one knew that he was still alive.
The young man raised his head, looked at the hazy sky, and the depths of the snow-filled sky, and cursed fiercely: "You can't be a god, don't be a god? I, Luo Xiu, swear that even if I reincarnate in the six realms, I will kill all my enemies!"
"Boom!" Thunder sounded!
Before the boy could scold him any more, a thunderbolt struck in front of him, turning the huge gate of Luo's Villa into rubble!
"Cut me if you dare!" The boy scolded again!
"Boom!" The thunder sounded again, and thunder boomed from ten directions, like a spring night rain, striking the entire Luo's Villa.
In just an instant, a paradise turned into ruins!
Then the young man ignored it, walked to the ruined door, and carved hard on a stone wall: "Whoever enters will die! Enter the realm of hungry ghosts!"
The moment he finished carving the last word and turned around to leave, another thunderstorm fell from the sky, as if someone had accepted the young man's curse!
It's going to be dawn.
That day, Mo Luo Kingdom, Tianshui County, Qingfeng Town.
The kind-hearted Luo family in the hearts of the townspeople turned into ruins that no one dared to enter overnight.
Just as the young man cursed, no one who breaks in without permission can come out alive, not even wild dogs.
This is the curse of the young Luo Xiu, and it is also the promise made to the young man by someone in the Nine Heavens.
When the wind and snow gradually subsided at noon the next day, young Luo Xiu had already left Qingfeng Town a hundred miles away.
...
Right now, he only has one belief, and that is to live, practice, and take revenge!
Braving the wind and snow, the young man came to Fuwen Town, a hundred miles away. The young man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat found a Nantian Inn in the town, opened a room, and ordered five kilograms of beef and two large buckets of hot water. .
In shock, he had lost a loved one again. Now he just wanted to wash away the smell of blood from his body and have a good sleep.
After sleeping enough, stop thinking about practice and revenge.
And beef is the best food to restore physical strength.
There is a small river running through Fuwen Town.
The small river comes from the mountains and rivers and finally passes through the town to go further. It's just that the only river in front of me that bypasses the inn can no longer hear the sound of flowing water because of the cold weather.
However, there were greedy children who broke through the ice to get bait and tried to catch the cunning fish in the river.
The surrounding inn is covered with green bamboo, but it makes an overwhelming squeaking sound under the pressure of the wind and snow. When a gust of wind passes, the snow and bamboo leaves fall to the ground, making an unpleasant sound.
A rare ray of sunshine appears in the winter sun. It shines through the heavy bamboo shadows and snow into the inn window, bringing a little life to the deserted and inn.
With a creak, the door that had been closed for two days opened, and Luo Xiu walked out with a bamboo hat on his head. He went to the small town to buy some gear.
After greeting the guy at the inn, Shura wandered around the street for a long time and finally found the only blacksmith shop in the town at the end of an alley.
Pushing the door open, I saw a wave of heat hitting my face.
The middle-aged blacksmith raised his head and glanced at the young man who walked in, and asked calmly: "Want to buy a knife or a sword? Do you have money?"
Li Xiuyuan was startled, then he cupped his hands and replied, "I won't buy the sword and I won't return the sword. I want to make a custom-made mask."
The middle-aged blacksmith was startled when he heard this, looked at him and asked: "Mask? Did you make it yourself or did it for someone else? The price depends on the materials. The cheapest one is one silver coin, and the most expensive one is ten gold coins."
The young man thought for a while, looked at him and replied seriously: "I just want a close-fitting, black, and very strong mask. How much does it cost?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged blacksmith blurted out and replied: "Ten thousand years of cold iron is mixed with cinnabar to make it light and indestructible, but the price is much more expensive. Can you afford fifty gold coins?"
When the young man heard this, he shook his head and said, "Fifty is fine, but give me another shot with this iron bar."
After saying that, he handed over the black iron bar wrapped in black cloth behind his back. This was his father's thing. He wanted to keep it for revenge!
At noon, the blacksmith heard this and took the iron bar from the boy. He heard a "bang!" and the iron bar fell heavily to the ground.
"What the hell, is it so heavy?" The blacksmith picked up the iron bar again, held it in his hand and looked around.
It wasn't until a long while later that he raised his head and shook his head and said, "Even if you give me a hundred gold coins, I can't take on this job. This material is not even black iron. I can only melt it for ten thousand years at most." The cold iron and black iron.
When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. After thinking about it, he had to wrap up the iron bars. Then he replied: "Less, forty gold coins."
Upon hearing this, the blacksmith thought that he was idle in this snowy day, so he nodded and replied: "Deal. Ten coins first, and I will make up for it when I pick up the goods two days later... What's your name?"
Upon hearing this, the young man gently took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a pale and ugly little face.
"My name is Shura!" the young man replied.
