Winter, the twelfth year of the Wu Dynasty.
Feathery white snow covered the entire street. A young man in thin clothes was walking on the street. His eyes were blank, as if he was not yet awake.
His name was Xiao Chen, and he was originally just a low-level migrant worker from Blue Star. Once when he was passing by the road, he was hit by a car because he saved a little girl.
After the car accident, when he woke up, he was already in this strange world.
The jailer's sarcastic voice still sounded in his ears, "Xiao Erlang, go home and collect the body."
That face is disgusting.
Xiao Chen was walking in the snow, his hands and feet were almost frozen.
He breathed into his hands, "Damn it, let's go home first."
He found his home according to the memory of the original owner.
He stopped in front of a large mansion with two big characters written on it, Xiao Mansion. This is the original owner's home, his home. He stepped forward and pushed open the door with his hand, and a fishy smell suddenly hit his nostrils.
The first thing that caught his eye was the corpses all over the ground. Everyone in the Xiao family was slaughtered, and no one survived. In such a miserable situation, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel his stomach churn and vomited out everything he had eaten last night.
Then, fear crawled through his body, and even his soul trembled.
He had never seen such a tragic situation before, but this was his family.
Xiao Chen knelt on the ground and vomited for a long time before finally feeling relieved. He raised his eyes and saw a guy holding a long knife in the courtyard, looking at him with a playful expression.
This man has a thin build, an old face, and his hair is all white, and his body is surrounded by a black evil spirit from time to time. This black evil energy is like a living thing, constantly sucking the blood around it.
Such a terrifying sight scared Xiao Chen so much that he was speechless. This man was obviously the one who killed everyone in the Xiao family, but he stood in front of Xiao Chen openly.
The man sneered repeatedly and walked slowly towards Xiao Chen, "Master Xiao, welcome back home."
After saying that, he laughed and left without even looking at Xiao Chen, as if he was nothing.
Xiao Chen stood in the wind, his body thin and cold. He couldn't help but cough. It seemed that he could feel the fear and anger in this body. Even though he had traveled through time, he still felt very angry.
He walked in and slowly closed the door to avoid attracting others. He glanced at the corpses on the ground and sighed, "You guys died so miserably."
Xiao Chen walked along the corridor toward the house, and there were corpses all over the ground. These people died in different ways, but their faces were all very frightened. It was obvious that he had been greatly frightened before his death.
He entered his room, put on clean and warm clothes, and then went to the accounting room to see that all the silver coins were still there. This enemy only killed people and did not steal money.
He had no idea why he was slaughtered and why he was spared after the whole family was slaughtered. Even the memory of the original owner could not find the reason.
He sighed, took out the silver from the counting room, walked to the door, and sat down. He was troubled, "What to do next?"
At this time, he had no idea that his every move was under the surveillance of the palace. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, as if every step he took was in the hands of others.
Xiao Chen sat on the threshold and thought for a long time, but still had no clue. Helpless, he shook his head, "We can't just let it go."
So he finally made up his mind to bury these people.
He walked out of Xiao's Mansion and returned to the street. He walked past the shops one by one and when he saw the coffin shop, he walked in and said, "Shopkeeper, I want to order a coffin."
He looked weak, as if he was seriously ill.
The owner of the coffin shop was not surprised at all when he saw it was him. Instead, he took out a receipt and said, "Mr. Xiao, someone else has already ordered it for you. The Xiao family has a total of one hundred and twenty coffins. The reservation has been made, and I can follow you to collect the body now."
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't know whether it was resentment or self-deprecation, "The enemy is thoughtful. You should pay this silver for me."
He felt like he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at this moment, and every move he made was being plotted.
However, the owner of the coffin shop shook his head, "Mr. Xiao, these coffins have not been paid for yet. You see, if it is convenient, just pay them. I can also bring someone to help you collect the bodies."
He looked at Xiao Chen with sympathy on his face.
Xiao Chen paid the silver and walked out of the coffin shop. The clerks at the coffin shop all followed him with coffins to collect the body.
A total of one hundred and twenty members of the Xiao family were slaughtered. In such a tragic situation, no one stood up for him. Xiao Chen also felt helpless.
Soon, all the corpses were gathered into the coffins. The owner of the coffin shop spoke again and said, "Mr. Xiao, let's bury these coffins for you. We won't charge you this time."
He spoke carefully, for fear of touching Xiao Chen's sensitive nerves.
Once this guy goes crazy, it will be difficult to handle.
It seemed that the entire capital was waiting for Xiao Chen to go crazy.
Xiao Chen nodded and said weakly: "Sorry for the trouble. Thank you." He waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.
So, the owner of the coffin shop left with the one hundred and twenty coffins. Xiao Chen wanted to follow him, but was refused by the owner of the coffin shop.
He said: "Master Xiao Chen, you should stay at home and leave these matters to me."
Saying that regardless of whether Xiao Chen agreed or not, he left with the group of people.
These people carried the coffin out of the city and buried it in the suburbs.
After nightfall, Xiao Chen sat in his room in a daze. No information was given to him now. He had no idea who the Xiao family had offended, causing misfortune.
However, Xiao Chen is not sitting around waiting to die, he is waiting for those who secretly pushed everything to show up. Since he was not killed, there was value in living. And this is his chance.
At night, the entire Xiao Mansion was as silent as a haunted house. However, for some reason, paper money floated in the sky. These paper money are all burned for dead people.
Xiao Chen also noticed this situation, he opened the door and walked out. I looked up at the sky, which was filled with white paper. He couldn't help but feel bitter at the corner of his mouth, "It's quite fitting for the occasion. I just don't know which guest is here?"
He said this deliberately to others.
Sure enough, a sound like a silver bell rang in the dark. A beautifully dressed woman walked slowly from the air.
She has blue hair and a graceful figure. There are a pair of bells hanging on her feet, which make a crisp sound when she walks.
This woman also looks extremely stunning. A little red lips, red phoenix eyes, Liu Emei, thin waist, long legs.
Such stunning beauty is naturally incompatible with the white paper in the sky.
