The sky in September was desolate, with fallen leaves and withered yellow leaves, and the gentle autumn wind, giving the appearance of depression.
Dusk is approaching, with shy red clouds covering half of the sky. The stream on the roadside is still flowing, like a beauty's silk scarf, soft and delicate, crystal clear. The vegetation in the forest is swaying in the gusts of evening wind.
The sadness seems to be a sigh for the arrival of the evening breeze.
A gust of autumn wind blew through the wild grass and through the dead branches, rolling up a few messy fallen leaves and quietly sliding along the stream into the depths of the jungle.
Deep in the jungle, there is a place where local residents bury corpses called Graveyard. Very few people pass by here. Even the wild deer in the forest seems to just blink its big eyes and then slowly slip away to other places.
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Some of the better places among the mass graves have already been erected with monuments. The weeds and scattered paper money in front of the monuments have become the only scenery here, but most of them are corpses that have long since been discarded here due to years of war.
Some of them would remove the blood stains on his body, while others would just throw them there randomly, a desolate scene composed of scars left by war and holes gnawed by crows.
Some of these corpses may have been born graceful and luxurious, with fine clothing and food, and some may have been constantly running for a living, but in the end they all have the same result, thrown here casually, with nothing else.
Nothing left.
However, just before the remaining incense burned out on a new tomb, the ground suddenly shook violently about a foot away in front of the incense, causing hundreds of birds to fly. The tombstone fell horizontally and vertically, and then a deep
The deep ravine seemed to be slowly being pulled apart by invisible giant hands, getting bigger and deeper.
Suddenly, a shocking heavenly sword rushed out from the ravine, tearing the earth apart, with shocking fighting intent and peerless power, crossing the sky, like a world-destroying butcher knife, causing everyone in this world to
All living beings tremble under the power of this sword.
The powerful power of the sword swept across the entire realm, shocking all the powerful men in the world to suddenly wake up from their retreats, but they did not dare to extend their consciousness to this, for fear of being suddenly erupted by a sword many times stronger than themselves.
The power is directly destroyed.
The knife did not stay in the air for too long, and turned into a strange red light again, returning to the huge ravine. Following the red light, you will find that there is an ancient palace there, with carvings everywhere in the palace.
There are all kinds of strange characters and ancient patterns, and a prehistoric atmosphere is constantly exuding from it.
The strange red light gently came to an ancient sarcophagus. The sarcophagus was engraved with strange inscriptions and symbols everywhere, giving people an ancient and mysterious feeling.
As Yu Jia shook violently, the top of the sarcophagus suddenly slid to one side and cracked, revealing a piece of yellow cloth, whether due to the impact of years or the shaking of the earth.
The cloth easily tore into pieces with a gust of cold wind underground, revealing a young body.
I don’t know how long it took, but the body shook violently, and slowly, with the rhythm of the autumn colors, there seemed to be a heartbeat sound, "Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!" As the sound continued to intensify, the earth shook.
The sound quietly stopped.
I don't know how long it took, but the boy suddenly opened his eyes, but because he couldn't bear the stimulation of the afterglow, he covered his eyes with his hands, but he kept thinking about it in his mind.
"who I am"
The voice was hoarse, filled with vicissitudes of life and confusion, echoing continuously throughout the palace and even in the huge ravines, and the words revealed an ancient and antiquated atmosphere.
The sunset is beautiful and can arouse people's infinite reverie, but at this time, the boy was not in the mood to appreciate its beauty.
The young man sat up from the coffin with a confused look on his face. His eyes, which had not been opened for a long time, were a little uncomfortable with the afterglow of the setting sun.
It was already the afterglow of the setting sun, but in the eyes of the young man it was more dazzling than the first ray of light in the morning.
"Who am I?" The young man let out a loud roar again! The walls of the ancient palace were shattered, and the loud noise made all the crows startle again! The last bit of energy with the afterglow resounded throughout the valley.
"Who am I?" The young man couldn't stand the pain caused by his brain and angrily knocked on the sarcophagus. Maybe the material of the sarcophagus was extremely hard at the time, but after ancient weathering, it could no longer withstand the young man's strength.
Broken apart.
After a long time, the young man yelled with all his strength, and when the remaining sound disappeared in the room, he sat up slumped and looked around helplessly. The surroundings had long been pitch black, making his originally dazed eyes even more helpless.
Following the instinct of human nature, the young man climbed up little by little, gathering enough strength to crawl out of the crack where the underground palace was.
When the boy slowly crawled out of the ravine, behind him, a strange red light flashed again, illuminating the entire huge ravine along the cracks in the damaged palace, as if he had gained some kind of confirmation, and then slowly
Slowly fades until it is extinguished in this darkness.
At the same time, deep in the distant land of this continent, there is a seal that has been hidden for unknown tens of thousands of years. When the aura of the Heavenly Sword sweeps across, a corner of the seal is gently lifted, allowing it to loosen.
There are signs, and ancient evil energy emanates from them, which is shocking.
The fresh air from the forest hit his nostrils, washing away the ancient atmosphere that the young man brought from the museum.
"Where is this?" the boy asked silently again.
Although it had already fallen into the night, and he was in the jungle, and the cold wind kept attacking his body, the boy did not feel the slightest bit of cold. I don't know whether it was the love of nature for him, which allowed him to cleverly avoid the cold, or the strength of his body.
Different from ordinary people.
The clothes on his body could not withstand the cold wind. They had long been shattered into pieces of dust. The boy had no choice but to find some leaves to cover his important parts.
Walking forward silently and aimlessly for an unknown amount of time, the young man lay down beside an old tree again in silence and confusion. As a feeling of exhaustion came over him, he fell into a drowsy state and fell asleep again.
At night, the moonlight was dim and friendly, and the wild beasts in the forest had already rested. Only the slow rustling sound was made between the grass and trees due to the wind.
When the boy opened his eyes again, his confused eyes seemed to reveal a little color, and then disappeared again.
"Why!"
The young man sighed helplessly, looking at the depressing scenery of the surrounding jungle in silence.
Suddenly, a leopard roar came from deep in the woods, followed by a sound of galloping approaching. It turned out that it was a wild leopard chasing a deer. I wonder if it was a coincidence that they passed by the boy. Among them, the wild leopard's sharp eyes
He also looked at the young man. Perhaps it was the young man's dull and dull eyes that made the wild leopard lose interest in hunting. He ignored it and continued to chase the deer and ran away.
After a long time, the young man got up and walked downstream along the direction of the stream.
Niujia Village is a small village belonging to the Kingdom of Apwangs. Due to its proximity to the enemy's border all year round and the constant war in recent years, it is now often used as an army supply depot and is very friendly to the villagers. The villagers have always relied on fishing and mountain products.
To make a living, he lived a relaxed and happy life, and his pastoral life would not be affected by the war.
Niu Da, I was newly married recently. When I was officially full of spring breeze, I saw that the sky was very bright. I picked up the fishing tools and propped up the boat and walked up the river. There was a place to catch big fish slowly.
After a long time, Niu Da suddenly saw what seemed to be a person coming from the distance. This made Niu Da a little puzzled. Usually, the officers and soldiers would only come back at noon or afternoon when transporting corpses. Why was it so early today? Could it be that they were too tired and just threw the corpses away halfway?
?I felt a little contempt in my heart.
However, the more he rowed, the more Niu Da's heart trembled, because he found that this man was covered with beard, and his hair had already covered half of his face. Only the key parts of his body were covered with leaves, and the skin of this man's whole body was too pale, like
It’s the feeling of not seeing the sun and moon for many years.
This reminded Niu Da of the rumors he heard when he was a child, the story about savages in the mountains cannibalizing people, the rumor that he couldn't run around in order to scare children. Is this true?
"Wild! Wild! Wild! Savage!" Thinking of this, Niu Da shouted loudly. Then he jumped off the boat without hesitation and swam back with all his strength. His speed was much faster than when he came.
"Savage? Are you talking about me?" The young man remembered at this moment that he had forgotten to look at his own face. When he came to the river, he brushed aside his messy hair and looked at the figures in the river. The more he looked at them, the more familiar they became.
"Is this me?" the young man said. A sharp-edged and handsome face appeared on the river, but his unmodified hair and beard gave it a sense of vicissitudes of life.
The young man looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, sighed helplessly, ignored it, and continued walking downstream.
After walking for about an hour, a small mountain village finally appeared in the distance, and there seemed to be smoke coming from the houses.
The boy walked towards it and saw a group of children about five or six years old playing under an old tree. The sound of playing added a lot of life to the village. It is not known which child with sharp eyes spotted the boy first.
, shouted first, "Look, savage," and the other children followed his gaze.
Children are bold and unscrupulous, this saying is true, as long as one of them goes up, they will follow, surrounding the young man in a circle, staring at the big shining eyes, as if they want to see the young man until he is willing to give up.
At this time, an old man walked out of the village, followed by several middle-aged men. He seemed to be the steward of the village. The old man also looked at the young man with curiosity. People with experience would not think that he was some kind of savage like children or others.
Sort of like that, he felt that the young man must be in such a state of desolation.
The old man slowly asked the young man, "What's wrong with you, kid? You're so down and out."
The young man raised his head, looked at the old man in confusion and said, "Uncle, I don't know either. I can't remember what happened in the past, let alone why I woke up here."
"Could it be that the body thrown up by the officers and soldiers was actually not dead, and he woke up on his own? And he also lost his memory!" The old man Niu Sheng guessed, so he asked, "Do you have any of your belongings? Why don't you take them out and take a look?
Look, maybe it will remind you of something!"
"No, I looked like this when I woke up. I can't remember anything now," the young man responded confusedly, and was vaguely angry at his own amnesia.
"My child, you can rest at my house for just one night. I happen to have clothes that suit you, but I don't know if they will fit you." Niu Sheng touched the crutch in his hand and led the boy home.
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"See if these clothes fit you! Wait until my son's mother-in-law comes back later, and then let her tidy them up for you!" The old man handed the clothes to the young man and looked at them carefully, but in front of his eyes was his long-dead body.
What my son looked like when he was a child.
"Thank you, Master. I will definitely repay you when I find out my identity and get my memory back." The young man was slightly moved.
"Haha, kid, you can call me Grandpa Niu. You look about the same age as my grandson."
"Yes, Grandpa Niu"
"Haha. Okay, come here and let me help you sort it out."