The mountains in Southern Xinjiang are endless and layer upon layer. One peak is higher than the other. It is said to have a hundred thousand mountains. It is also called the area closest to the sky. It is a "treacherous" and hard-to-reach place described by outsiders. However, "things must turn to the extreme", and dangerous places also give birth to many natural materials and treasures that are difficult to find elsewhere, such as blood flowers and the like. Every time they are born, they will cause many waves and attract countless outsiders. In this land, Many stories are told.
In the west of Southern Xinjiang, close to the "Canglong" mountain range and fifty miles southwest of the main peak "Diancang", there is a small country called "Duijin Country". The Duojin Kingdom was originally isolated from the rest of the world, with a population of about 200,000. The folk customs were simple and simple. On weekdays, most of the people made a living by opening fields in the mountains, growing food crops, or going into the mountains to find wild products.
But I don’t know when, many caravans suddenly appeared from outside, bringing many new things to the entire country. With trade exchanges, commerce is developing rapidly, and the entire country is becoming increasingly prosperous, which confirms the country’s name of “Duo”. "Gold", this country is full of the flavor of "money".
At the same time, new changes have also been brought about. In Duijin, farmers no longer plant grain and grass, and hunters no longer go into the mountains. Instead, they wholeheartedly cultivate a crop-"Smiling Face Flower".
This flower has no leaves, and bare green branches emerge from the soil. When a person is tall, a red seven-petaled flower the size of a washbasin blooms, with black stamens dotted finely, forming a smiling face.
Although it looks strange, this flower is extremely valuable. It is the goods that caravans from outside came to buy by name, and it is also the basis of the wealth of Duijin Kingdom. However, the caravans did not come this year, and the "Smiley Face Flower" was unsaleable.
On weekdays, it's okay to be slow in sales, and you can survive on the grain and grass that you saved in the past. But the most terrible thing is that a strange disease has spread. Many people in Duijin have died from it, and panic has arisen. People were panicking, rumors were spreading, and the surviving residents wanted to escape from this place. But then they discovered that the last straw that broke the camel's back appeared - a black mist rose from the periphery of Duojin Kingdom, and the entire country and the mountains They were all surrounded, and all citizens who touched this mist melted on the spot like burning candles, leaving no bones left...
One month, two months... The forgotten ancestral temple also begged countless times, but Duijin Kingdom seemed to have been forgotten. Disease and death, despair and hunger filled the land, and in the end, the numbness and resentment of resignation were left. , maybe there is still a hint of hope and struggle.
On this day, the sky was gloomy and the dark clouds were low, making people feel breathless.
Viewed from Duijin Kingdom, the majestic Canglong Mountains reach straight into the sky, and the strange peaks and rocks occasionally exposed in the mist have a hint of ferocity.
At this time, there seemed to be some restlessness in the villages near the edge of the fog on the edge of Duijin's country.
"You brat, where are you running?" A scolding voice sounded a bit urgent, coming from the mouth of a half-grown child. He looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate features, but his sunken cheeks and pale, cracked lips all told the story. Due to his weakness at this moment, he was leading six or seven children of the same appearance, chasing another child in front of him.
The child in front was a little younger than him and shorter. His face was full of determination at the moment. He was holding a package tightly in his arms and ran forward as hard as he could.
"Xu Zhi'an, stop for me, but don't let me catch you!" the child behind shouted loudly.
The child named Xu Zhi'an in front yelled in pain, his voice sounded like crying, and he ran and whispered, "I'm sorry!" full of despair and apology, and then ran faster.
After chasing all the way, these children gradually approached the dilapidated ancestral temple at the west end.
From the outside, this ancestral temple looks dilapidated and dilapidated. It has gone through many ups and downs in the human world. No one has repaired it over the years. Even the statue of the god is only a body.
Xu Zhi'an was the first to rush in. When he was about to rush out through the crack in the wall next to the statue, he accidentally tripped over the head of the statue that fell to the ground. He fell down with a thump.
Several children at the back were overjoyed and swarmed up to him, pressing him down. The handsome boy gasped for breath, rested for a while and then said harshly: "We agreed that everyone should have a share, how dare you take them all?"
Unexpectedly, Xu Zhi'an's eyes gradually became fierce, as if he had made some kind of determination. He gritted his teeth, gathered all his strength, and struggled hard to knock down the children who were pressing him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Zhi'an quickly got up. Then he took it out in his arms, and a rusty half-dagger appeared in his hand. He shouted viciously at the children who were half surrounding him: "Don't force me!"
The children were stunned for a moment, slightly frightened, and the leading boy's face also darkened. He laughed twice, then stepped forward and said coldly: "You are looking for death!"
After speaking, his sunken cheeks swelled violently, and thin black blood vessels appeared on his face, like complex plant roots, which soon spread all over his neck and cheeks, and his eyes gradually became cold.
Xu Zhi'an's heart sank a little bit, and the hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, but the left hand holding the package was still firm. With a sharp shake, his whole body was like the boy, with black roots all over his body, looking strange and ominous. However, the difference is that there seems to be a flower bud on Xu Zhian's face, just waiting to bloom.
"Xu Zhian, since I founded the Chenxi Gang, you are the first person who dares to draw a knife on me. You are no longer a member of my gang. I will end it with you today!"
After the leader finished speaking, he crouched down suddenly, and then like a cheetah, he rushed forward and punched out. He didn't care about the half dagger in Xu Zhi'an's hand, and rushed straight to Xu Zhi'an's face. His movements were so fast that only one person was left behind. An afterimage.
Xu Zhi'an was on alert. When the punch came, he suddenly turned his head to avoid it, and then stabbed forward with half a dagger, pointing directly at the boy's jaw, showing no mercy.
The boy didn't care about the approaching dagger. When he punched the air, he raised his left leg and knee at the same time and punched Xu Zhi'an in the abdomen. His movements were coherent and done in one go, which was a bit like a martial artist.
"Ding!"
"boom!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, and half of the dagger stabbed straight into the boy's jaw. It seemed to be blocked by the black root system, and made a sound of metal collision. However, blood beads were also scratched out during the friction, and the boy was not uninjured.
However, Xu Zhian was hit by the knee in the abdomen, and his whole body became arched. Drool mixed with blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he instantly lost all resistance.
But the boy didn't intend to let him go. He knocked down the dagger with his left hand, pointed his right hand at the back of Xu Zhi'an's neck, turned around and gave Xu Zhi'an a heavy elbow strike, knocking Xu Zhi'an to the ground with a "bang".
Seeing Xu Zhian lying on the ground face to face, the boy stopped moving. He snorted softly, lifted the black roots covering his body, touched his chin that was still dripping with blood, and then flicked the blood on his hand. Not caring about the wound, he bent down and reached for the package in Xu Zhian's arms.
"Huh? Haven't you fainted yet?"
The boy pulled the package hard, only to find that the package was still held tightly by Xu Zhi'an.
"Brother Wang Zixiao, please... don't take it away!"
A weak and struggling voice came from Xu Zhi'an. The boy named Wang Zixiao raised his head with difficulty when he saw Xu Zhi'an lying on the ground. The fierceness and unwillingness in his eyes had now turned into begging.
"Let it go or not?"
Wang Zixiao looked indifferent, Xu Zhian pursed his lips, gritted his teeth tightly, and hugged the package stubbornly, looking unyielding.
Wang Zixiao became angry, strangled his neck with one hand, and said angrily: "Will you let go?"
Xu Zhi'an's trachea was strangled by him, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe, and his face gradually began to turn red. However, at such a young age, he didn't know where he got the strength to hold on to the package, as if he was holding on to his life, but he didn't do anything. move.
However, Wang Zixiao became more and more angry, his hands became stronger and stronger, and he kept saying: "Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go?"
The feeling of suffocation was getting stronger and stronger, but Xu Zhian, a young man who didn't know why he persisted, regarded the package as more important than his own life.
"Oh, that's fine, I'll help you." Wang Zixiao was extremely angry, but calmed down. The strange black blood vessels in his body spread again, and suddenly black bloodshot eyes covered his hands, and powerful power burst out from his mouth. It vaguely reflects the luster of metal under low light.
Seeing that a life was about to wither here, several children looked intolerable, but no one dared to persuade them.
In this country of Duijin where hunger and disease spread, life seems to have become cheap, not to mention that Xu Zhi'an's face has already revealed flowers and bones, and when they bloom, it is the day of death.
People in the entire Duijin Kingdom were sick, and countless people died. Those who survived were also entangled with this strange disease. Their whole bodies were covered with that kind of root system, although they were more or less different in terms of body and strength. Enhancement, but when the flowers bloom on the face, no one can survive.
Perhaps, this is also a relief for Xu Zhian, but what is the reason for his persistence?
Although Wang Zixiao and the other children found it strange, they didn't care. Perhaps only Xu Zhian could explain it.
But he was about to suffocate and die.
At this extremely critical moment, I suddenly heard a soft shout from deep inside the ancestral temple, and someone said: "Stop."
A delicate palm came out across the air, stretched out two fingers, and flicked Wang Zixiao's hands in the air. Wang Zixiao was shocked by the electric shock, and his hands naturally let go.
Xu Zhi'an gasped for air, obviously holding it in hard.
The two of them were stunned, and a group of children were also shocked. They came back to their senses and stared in that direction.
Wang Zixiao's pupils shrank sharply, he arched his body, stared closely at the few people who appeared, and asked warily: "Who are you?"
Xu Zhi'an followed his gaze and saw a young woman standing in the temple. Her face was delicate and small, as if she had been carved by a knife. She was dressed in a smooth green and white long dress, and hung on her arm. The metal bracelet was actually sparkling and dazzling, emitting a faint silver halo.
The strange thing is that among the dozen or so shiny metal buckles of the same size, there is a glass-like bead mixed in. There is a black spot like a black worm in the bead.
Standing next to the woman were two young men, one on the left and one on the right, both dressed in black. The man on the left has long flowing hair and piercing eyes; the man on the right has a lazy face and digs his ears with the little finger of his right hand. The three of them stood in a triangle, with the woman as their leader.
