Through the narrow window lattice, the moonlight shines into the small room. Three different forms of human beings sit or speak in silence. A small oil lamp is embedded in the wall of the room, and a young man in a gown glows with dim light. A middle-aged man in a long gown is an old nv man who is over 50 years old. This is a very strange combination. Three kinds of people gather together for a long time, and even the night wind dare not come in to breathe.
"Old man, what will you come? Is it also revenge? " The young man walked to the window and looked at the dark moon numbly, then carefully searched for the outline of the dark moon. He was a reader and knew that the dark moon represented resentment and curse. He wanted to see the dark moon clearly, but he saw Gu Xuan.
Does Gu Xuan imply that my enemy can die? He thought silently.
"Come here for revenge?" Old nv’s voice was hoarse and hazy, and suddenly there was a vicious light in his old eyes. "Speaking of it, I’m not afraid of you laughing at my unfaithful daughter-in-law, F, who ran away with someone. My son has been chasing her honestly all his life, but she and the jian husband poisoned me to death. A widowed wife called heaven and earth to be ineffective. Someone is willing to help me avenge my wife’s life."
Old nv people speak quickly, but they can also speak in detail. Young people naturally can’t help but sigh. "I’m also a bitter man. I don’t tell you the truth. I’m a sweet brother. I can’t keep my family’s property. My parents are too tired to die, but there’s nothing I can do. If someone is willing to help me avenge this life, it’s not worth it."
"Hum, I didn’t say that the readers were all." The middle-aged Han sat at the table and sneered at the hip flask. He looked up and poured it and wiped the water stains on his mouth. "This is really retribution. I was hired to rob the government of food. I deserved to die, but those sons of bitches and your honour didn’t know who ordered me to kill my family of seven. I broke into the government at night to get revenge. I was beaten half to death before I found an official. Since the man promised to help me get revenge, I gave him my bad life."
The young man smiled gently. "So everyone is like this. Is this fate?"
"Fate and fate are all bullshit." The middle-aged Han criticised and continued to drink his wine.
Room and fell silent.
A little while, Room N was beaten by a man in a brown S robe, and three people came in. Looking at the past at the same time, the bottom of my heart couldn’t help shivering. I couldn’t see the face clearly. The eyes were faint and blue like two wildfires. His eyes seemed to have some dng. Looking at these three people, they seemed to look at three bodies.
"Please come with me"
The man turned and walked away after speaking, and all three of them were startled.
After a while, the young talents came to their senses, straightened their clothes and saluted their two companions thoughtfully. "It seems that it’s time to go, and if it’s fate, goodbye."
"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go." The middle-aged man ignored him.
After the young man went out, the old nv man suddenly said, "Reading people, reading people, my bad karma son is harmful to reading people! Kill people these days! "
When the young man stepped out of the room, he didn’t know that the strange robe was waiting for him to come out. The robe man nodded slightly and took him into the dark aisle. The young man didn’t dare to speak. He always felt that he was not angry, just like a ghost, so he turned around a few times. The young man felt more and more that he didn’t follow this man all over, just like following the shadow of death to step into hell to breathe, and he was involuntarily struggling, as if he had been strangled by someone.
The man finally stopped, stretched out his hand and pushed a bright N light and rushed out. He quietly walked in. The young man hesitated a little, spat for a long time and stepped into the room, only to find that things in this room were strangely hot and hung all over the walls. Looking closely, nothing was familiar. There was a smelting stove that was vaguely like a bright blue S flame in a blacksmith’s shop. The flame didn’t burn well, but the heat was amazing. The whole room was full of hot summer breath.
The room is quite far away from the stove. There are three people sitting around the table. The young people know a white Terran boy, but the two rivers next to him have never seen the young people’s hearts tremble. The nvng rivers are cold and icy, and the rivers boy’s eyes are fierce as wolves. It is also flustered to look at them. However, the Terran boy still smiles as usual.
"Please come here" Terran boy raised his hand to say hello.
The young man hurried forward to "be nice to the little white man"
"Let me introduce you first. This is Lord Aloka Manar of Sunset Valley. This is his genius weapon, Ma Hurricane."
The young man managed to squeeze out a smile to see the ceremony, but the expressions of the two rivers and trees ignored it, which made him quite embarrassed. He coughed gently and turned to ask, "Is there any way for Xiaobaigong to call me here at this time to help me?"
"Do you know that the river network is famous for making weapons?"
When the other person laughs, it is always a bit risky. The young people’s hearts should be more uneasy and vague.
"Magic weapons are generally spiritual weapons like ng, which are rare in the world, but the weapons filled with souls are not much worse than those magic weapons." The Terran boy smiled more proudly and rubbed his hands with excitement. "I need your soul now!"
The young man’s face suddenly changed into a pair of eyes and stared at the boss. "Are you kidding?"
"This joke is not funny. Bring your soul out."
The young man finally panicked and stepped back two steps, which made him even more afraid. His body suddenly couldn’t move, and it seemed to be tightly tied by an invisible screen. He opened his mouth and tried to call for help, only to find that there was no sound to break out in a cold sweat from his throat. The only thing he could do was to turn his eyes, which contained deep fear, and then this fear gradually turned into pleading tears and rushed out of his eyes.
The two Heluogen don’t care if he lives or dies, and the Terran boy doesn’t care either. He looks at the mysterious man in brown robe. "Mr. Ta talos, are you ready?"
The robe man slowly approached the blue eyes and carefully swept the young man’s face. Some harsh voices floated in the air. "It seems that this resentment is less than expected."
"Then deepen some." Terran boy filled his glass. "Ma Na ‘er’s adult asked your father to prepare for it for a while."
Ma Na ‘er’s cold eyes stopped for a moment and his face said savagely, "If my son can’t be satisfied, our jia will be as useless."
Terran boy smiling without a word, Ma Na ‘er coldly picked up Ma Hurricane and walked towards the fire.
Pack up the utensils and sound up. The blue S flame is rising gradually, and the room temperature is rising slowly. You can’t move. The young man is cold all over. He can open his eyes full of tears and plead with the young boy across the street. Now his immature face is as ferocious as a demon.
The boy raised his glass to pay tribute to him. "Did you hear that? I want to help them make a horcrux, a powerful weapon infused with evil spirits, so that I can finish jia Yi with them. You have a bloody feud and a strong resentment. You are a good medium, so I asked you to help me. You once said that you want me to avenge you. You can give me your life jia. "Here he deliberately paused for a drink to continue laughing." But I need your resentful soul. I’m so sorry! Even if I kill you, I won’t avenge you! "
The tears room dried up at high temperature. The young man finally knew that his knot jia was a real demon. He once naively met a righteous teenager, but now he knows that this teenager’s root is a demon incarnation. His home was destroyed. He never gave up waiting for revenge opportunities, but when he found that revenge opportunities suddenly turned into a trap that made him die, he stopped crying.
The veins stood out on his forehead. He bit hn’s blood tightly, and the blood slipped down his mouth. His clean gown was so painful that he couldn’t feel his eyes staring at the boy’s face without blinking. He wanted to try his best to remember the boy in his mind.
But the Terran boy still smiles and gouges out his eyes. He doesn’t seem to be lethal. He never believes that the dead will take revenge.
The robe man chuckled and suddenly said, "It’s good to hate. It’s good to hate. Please turn your back. I don’t want to make you sick."
Terran boy smiled and turned his back and went on drinking.
But he was still curious. He saw the young man and the robe figure moving on the opposite wall, but he didn’t see anything big about the robe man. The young figure suddenly bent back, and the teenager was very surprised that the shadow was folded at a 90-degree angle as if the limbs were not connected at all.
Then the robe man yn recited it in a low voice. The teenager didn’t know what he was singing. He vaguely thought it was an ancient language with a penetrating impact. However, when the teenager tried to hear it clearly, the sound seemed to be illusory. After he couldn’t catch it, the teenager saw the figure in the robe and moved his hands. The fingers of the wall flew out of the strange pattern. Finally, his hands stopped at the heart and head of the young man.
Then the young man wondered that with the wall moving, the robe man raised two dotted lines with his hands and was pulled out from the young man’s heart and head.
The teenager guessed that it might be a soul.