Some people say that when death is approaching, a revolving door will appear, and you can see many things and pictures that happened in the past, and even many scenes that you have forgotten will appear one by one.
No one can understand the principle of this phenomenon. Some 'scientists' have put forward the idea that it is the subconscious looking for ways to save itself from past life experiences.
However, it cannot be said that there are not many people who are lucky enough to survive despite being kicked out of the running lantern, but it is really very rare.
A strong wind came from behind, and the beggar man pushed the girl in his arms, but he already felt the pain of his ribs being crushed. The scene in front of him changed, it was no longer the cold night, but the passionate blood of his youth
heroic.
His name is Hong Rixin. His father gave him this name to tell him that every day is a new beginning and that he should live well every day. Unfortunately, he is a person who cannot let go of the past.
He was young and ignorant, and all he could think about was making a career in the world, and grudges, so he left his disappointed parents and went out to learn martial arts alone. In order to obtain the true inheritance, he became a monk and joined the Shaolin Temple. With his excellent qualifications and tenacious character, he soon became
He entered the Luohan Hall and even became the first direct disciple of the Luohan Hall.
This training lasted for ten years. After that, the Qin Dynasty began its conquest. The area where the Shaolin Temple was located belonged to the Chu State. However, many of the disciples in the temple became monks because they wanted to practice martial arts. Their hearts were still hot and they were called by the motherland and naturally went down the mountain to fight against the Qin Dynasty.
However, the purpose of the Shaolin Temple is not to intervene in national disputes. All disciples who come down from the mountain will naturally be expelled from the Shaolin Temple. This can be regarded as the price of willfulness. However, no one cared at the time, but what they did not expect was that even with martial arts masters like them
Participated, facing the Qin cavalry Chu State, they could not survive for even a month.
Afterwards, the Qin army did not let the Shaolin Temple go. It does not mean that these people have nothing to do with you if you remove them!
The Shaolin Temple was burned down by a fire, and the disciples in the temple were scattered in the rivers and lakes. When watching the Shaolin Temple collapse in a sea of fire, it was probably the first time in Hong Rixin's life that he regretted and cried.
Full of guilt, Hong Rixin returned home, but what awaited him was a cold stove and bed. His parents died of fatigue due to overwork in the third year after he went out to study martial arts. No one knew at the time
Wherever he went, he could only be buried with the help of kind-hearted neighbors.
Looking at the tombstone made of a simple wooden sign and the grave covered with weeds, Hong Rixin regretted it for the second time and cried for the second time. This time, it was heartbreaking!
Looking back on those days, he was so immersed in the joy of learning that he didn't even think of sending a letter to his family for several years...
At this point, martial arts became his obsession. He subconsciously evaded responsibility, thinking that martial arts had a strange and demonic nature that made him forget to support his parents and the fact that he was not from the Chu country, which also made him an unfilial son.
Time passed like this in a haze. He was mentally ill and could not make any further progress in martial arts even though he had great skills. He was not even able to practice the Sleeping Arhat Fist to a state of perfection.
He joined the Beggar Gang not to avoid being pursued by the Qin army. Haha, Qin Jun probably didn’t even remember that he had burned down a very big temple. After all, too many sects had fallen under the iron hooves of the Qin army.
, he joined the Beggar Clan just because he wanted to live a more comfortable life.
Soon, he became the beggar leader here in Jiannan Road. He still lived in a hazy state every day, not worrying about food and drink. If there was anything he wasn't happy with, it was probably because he was a little poorly dressed.
Then, he met two little girls, one named Xiaoqing and the other Xiaomei, two female beggars.
The two girls apparently met each other halfway. Although they are not sisters, they have a very good relationship. According to them, their families have been killed by traitors.
Hong Rixin could tell that they were hiding something, but he didn't care. To put it bluntly, Da Qin seemed to be destined by fate. A large part of the reason for its success was that it had strong soldiers and strong horses, and another part of the reason was that many countries often
There was an internal problem before the battle started.
Take the state of Chu, where the Shaolin Temple is located, for example. The king was stupid and immoral. He stole his daughter-in-law, killed loyal people, favored traitors, and made the court a mess. In the end, he was even decapitated by bandits when he was out!
A king, under heavy protection, would be decapitated by bandits? Hey, the secret of this may never be revealed.
It was in this situation that they, the Shaolin disciples, resisted the Qin army in the first place. They were considered powerful if they could survive for nearly a month. The same thing happened to other countries, for various reasons and coincidences.
So when he heard about "murdered by traitors", he didn't have any trouble at all. After all, there were too many countries that had been destroyed due to their own corruption and darkness.
Xiaoqing suffered a serious stab wound on her body and had no money to treat it, so she could only use the herbs she collected to survive. Xiaomei had a wild temperament and was very cautious but kind-hearted. Getting along with the two girls allowed Hong Rixin to gradually regain his sense of self.
The warmth and warmth of human relationships gradually took on the role of a 'father'.
Not long ago, when Xiaoqing's injury worsened, he felt the sadness and realized that this is father's love. When his father watched him leave, it must have been more painful than this.
It turned out that it was not the martial arts that had demonic properties, it was him who became a demon!
At the end of the revolving door, he didn't find any way to save himself from his past experiences. The only thing he regretted was that he should have trusted the official and fought with the enemy.
It's a pity that the hatred for burning the Shaolin Temple still remains in his heart. Even if he doesn't deliberately target the officers and soldiers of Da Qin, there is still a problem. It was this prejudice that made him miss the last chance to survive.
But...he was still able to create a future for his two 'daughters'!
Poof, the iron spear penetrated his ribs, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood and a piece of bone as big as a finger. Hong Rixin's eyes were red, and he turned around and grabbed the whip as if he couldn't feel any pain.
The young man in gorgeous clothes was stunned for a moment, why did he directly enter the stage of returning to the light? If you turned around and used the girl as a shield, you could still survive!
Before the surprise of the young man in fine clothes ended, a strong force came from the other end of the whip, and he couldn't help but shoot towards Hong Rixin.
"Shoot him!"
Hong Rixin hugged the young man in fine clothes, yelled and sprayed blood on his face.
Although Zuo Zhou was confused and shocked, he would not waste this opportunity. He waved his hand to signal outside, and the three crossbows on the attack line directly sounded a low roar.
Three large iron guns smashed into the wall and shot at the two people hugging each other!
The young man's eyes widened, and he burst out with all his inner strength in anger. The fingers of his hands began to change, and sharp bone spurs protruded from his fingertips. They were as sharp as swords and even had bloodshot streaks hanging from them when they pierced the flesh.
Uh-huh!
The young man in fine clothes let out an ear-piercing scream, broke away with his arms and swung rapidly, breaking three large iron spears.
The iron gun fragments fell to the ground and made a clanging sound. The horrific scene frightened all the police officers and government officials, and the morale of the servants was greatly boosted for a while.
However, just when everyone thought that tonight's battle was going to be defeated, a call from death arose from the heart of the handsome boy.
Turning around suddenly, the archer standing on the roof had already drawn his bow like the moon. What was on the bowstring was not an arrow, but an exquisite long sword!