The sun sets in the west, dyeing the clouds into a dim yellow color. Amidst the clouds and smoke, green mountains are faintly visible, with peaks and peaks stretching endlessly. At a glance, it looks like a splash-ink painting. Suddenly, I see a shocking scene in the mountains.
The birds took off, fluttering their wings and soaring into the sky.
"Kengcha...kengcha..."
In the green mountains and dense forests, there was a strange sound, like the collision and friction of metals such as iron sheets, which was very harsh. Not only were the birds flapping their wings and leaving their nests, but also the wild beasts in the mountains were disturbed. Squirrels and hares stood up.
Ears, looking at the dark forest where the sound was coming from, the next moment, as if they sensed some crisis, they ran away and plunged into the hole of the tree, not daring to show their heads.
"Kengcha...kengcha..."
The sound of scraping iron pieces got closer. After a while, I saw two figures walking out of the deep forest. The one in front was a slender, handsome and tall young man. His hair was tied up high.
Wearing a purple Taoist robe, he held a green-edged long sword reflecting the cold light in his right hand, and held an iron chain as thick as a bowl in his left hand - it turned out that the clanging sound just now was made by this iron chain.
The iron chain looked rusty, with long-dried blood stains on it, a mixture of red and black, dull and dull. And the end of the iron chain was locking the man behind him. The man was tall and thin, wearing a wide hood.
robe, and a bamboo hat with black gauze on his head. Not only were his hands surrounded by iron chains, but his neck and shoulders were also tightly locked by the chains, making him do nothing but step forward with his legs.
No other actions are taken.
"bluff, bluff-" vaguely, a strange breathing sound was heard, coming from under the bamboo hat and black gauze. The sound was not at all like an ordinary young man, but more like the low roar of a wild beast.
The evening breeze blew gently, causing the gauze to sway. Through the gaps in the black gauze, a young but strange face could be seen——
The sword-shaped eyebrows that flew into the temples and the straight bridge of his nose should have been a handsome face, but now it was terrifying. His skin had long turned into a decayed black, with purple blood vessels crisscrossing through the texture.
, looked doubly ferocious. What was even more frightening was that not only did he have an ugly face, but his expression was not human at all. His pair of red and bloody eyes stared straight at the person in front of him.
Sharp fangs were exposed in his mouth, and he kept hitting his upper and lower jaws. The canines collided and made a clicking sound. That expression clearly showed a naked desire for human blood and human flesh. If it were not for the iron chain, he would have died.
He pounces forward, bites the throat of the person in front of him, and eats him alive.
Facing this terrifying monster, the young man in front of him didn't take it seriously. He raised his eyes to look at the sunset on the horizon, and then said slowly: "It's getting late, junior brother, let's sleep here."
It turned out that these two people were disciples of Tianxuan Sect: Mu Zizhen and Ju Chen.
That day, two of the four masters of Yinglong - "Jiuhuang" Xuanyi and "Hunsha" Emperor Slave - led a group of demons to attack Tianxuanmen. In order to protect the sect, the eldest disciple Mu Zizhen stood up to defend the sect.
Formation, stubbornly resisted the demons, but was attacked by the emperor's slaves. At the critical moment, it was his junior brother Ju Chen who used his body as a shield to block the fatal blow for Mu Zizhen, but he himself ended up being stabbed to death. Who?
Unexpectedly, Emperor Nu had a snake-like heart and came up with a very sinister trick. He introduced the demonic energy into Ju Chen's body and turned him into a walking zombie that did not recognize any of his relatives and only knew how to kill and eat people.
"Haha, the Nu family said, this is more interesting. Don't you Tianxuan Sect like to kill demons? Now there are demons everywhere, and all of you have turned into monsters. I want to see how you can kill them.
Yeah, you should kill me quickly!"
The vicious tone of "Hunsha" Emperor Slave is still ringing in my ears to this day.
As Emperor Nu said, Tianxuan Sect has always taken slaying demons as its mission, and as the chief disciple of Tianxuan Sect, Mu Zizhen, in the nearly thirty years of his life, has also been dedicated to "sweeping the demons in the world and returning them to the world."
Shenzhou aims at "peace". He has unparalleled swordsmanship, superb formations, and never shows mercy when slaying demons. But that day, facing the terrifying, bloodthirsty and cruel corpse-man Juchen, Mu Zizhen never showed up again.
Unable to lift the Qingfeng sword in his hand.
On that day, Mu Zizhen made an oath to God: throughout his life, he would find a way to eliminate the evil spirit and restore his junior brother's clarity of mind.
For the past agreement of "fighting side by side", and to prevent Ju Chen who had lost his nature from harming others, Mu Zizhen locked him up with an iron chain and took him away from Tianxuanmen to find a way to relieve the evil spirit.
After that, the two of them traveled all the way, traveling all over the country, searching through ancient books and visiting eminent monks and Taoists, looking for only a clue.
The last glow disappeared on the back of the green mountain, the night fell, and the evening breeze became cooler. Mu Zizhen tied the iron rope in his hand to an old pine, freed his hands, picked up some firewood, lit it with flint, and raised a
Afterwards, he hunted another bird, simply processed the feathers and internal organs, skewered them with branches, and roasted them on the fire. While Mu Zi was really busy, the corpse tied under the pine tree was in the dust.
, always shaking manically, and letting out a low hoarse roar from its mouth. The sound was like the cry of a hungry animal, which was particularly frightening in this dark night.
"Junior brother, don't be anxious, wait a moment." Mu Zizhen spoke slowly to comfort him, although he knew that Ju Chen had lost his mind and could not understand human speech.
The aroma of barbecue gradually overflowed. When the bird meat was cooked, Mu Zizhen removed one thigh, slightly loosened the iron chain on Song Juchen's hand, and handed the fragrant cooked meat into his hand. The statue of Zhiren Juchen
Like a crazy beast, he lowered his head, opened his big mouth, and started to gnaw hungrily. But before he could take two bites, he spat it out again with a "Bah! Bah!" and took the half-eaten bird leg in his hand, angrily.
Hit Mu Zizhen.
Mu Zizhen didn't seem to be surprised by his reaction. He turned slightly sideways and escaped the attack of the bird bones. Corpse Man Juchen became even more furious. He stretched out his hands and scratched forward desperately, wishing he could
He rushed forward and bit off Muzi Zhen's flesh, but his body was still tied to the pine tree and could not move even half a step. His eyes became bloodier and redder, his expression became more ferocious, and his roars became more wild and furious.
"Sorry." Mu Zizhen said two words slowly, followed by a deep sigh. He knew clearly that what Ju Chen wanted was not cooked food, but raw meat dripping with blood, but he could never make his junior brother
Embark on this bloodthirsty and meat-eating Shura path.
The next moment, Mu Zizhen's fingertips moved slightly, and he said the word "receive" in a deep voice, and the iron chains tightened tightly together, binding Zhiren Juchen tightly again. Regardless of the other party's angry hissing
Howl, Mu Zi really lit the fire, ate a few hastily, then sat under another old tree, holding the Qingfeng sword in his arms, and fell asleep with his clothes on.
He had long been accustomed to the sound of Juchen howling and roaring, and the sound of iron chains rubbing and colliding, and he did not find it bothering his ears at all, and soon fell into a light sleep——
"Brother, brother, look, look, what a cute little monkey!"
A soft and sweet voice rang in his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw a blue sky and green grass. Standing by the stream in front of him was a girl about five or six years old, with a rosy little face.
She was smiling happily at him, her bright eyes turning into crescent moons.
For a moment, Mu Zizhen's mind went blank. He didn't know when or where he was, or even who he was. He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at his soft and tender hands.
I ran to the stream with my short legs. A childish face reflected in the mirror-clear water.
"Brother, brother, don't be in a daze, let's go see the little monkey." The female doll hugged his arm, gently shaking it, and urging him eagerly.
His throat seemed to be stuck by something. He couldn't make a sound for a long time, and his mind was in chaos. He looked at the childish and cute girl in front of him, staring at the smiling face. After a long time, he finally got out of his throat.
Two words squeezed out of it: "Zi...Zi Shan."
He remembered that this was his hometown. The water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with rolling hills, abundant rainfall, and fertile soil, was a good place for tea production. His family had a tea field, which produced the best Biluochun in the town. It was fried.
The tea leaves have slightly exposed white hair and are silvery green in color. When brewed, the aroma is as strong as clouds. His parents relied on this tea money to support him and his sister in studying and practicing calligraphy.
Yes, this was the busy season for picking tea. His parents had gone to work in the tea fields early in the morning. He and his sister came out to deliver lunch to his parents. Mu Zizhen lowered his head and looked at the bamboo basket he was carrying.
, there were two bowls of rice, a plate of fried green vegetables, and a plate of tofu mixed with green onions. These were his specialty dishes, and they were also the first two dishes his mother taught him. His mother said, green vegetables and tofu will keep you safe.
, it is best for the family to be simple and safe.
As his thoughts gradually became clearer, Mu Zizhen took his sister's little hand, and felt a soft and warm touch on his fingertips. This warmth, like the sunshine in winter, seemed to make his heart melt. He couldn't help but grin.
From the corner of his mouth, he looked at the cute little girl beside him and asked with a smile: "What little monkey, where is he?"
"There, there!" My sister pointed forward with one hand and grabbed his sleeve with her other hand, pulling him there.
Among the green grass, there sat a little monkey less than a foot long. It was furry all over and had a pair of big black eyes. It was looking up at the two children who were close to it. The brother and sister were even more surprised.
What the two of them were amazed at was that this little monkey was very beautiful, with soft white fur on its head and fiery red fur on its feet, which was bright and festive.
"Ah, the little monkey is injured." When he saw a bloody wound on the little monkey's shoulder, Zishan couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Don't worry, I'll bandage it." Mu Zizhen comforted his sister. He handed the bamboo basket he was holding to her, and then took out a piece of white gauze from his lapel. His father and mother often worked in the tea garden.
Sometimes it is inevitable to get scratched on the arm by branches, so Mu Zizhen always carries some white gauze and medicine with him in case of emergency.
I saw him carefully unfolding the bandage, sprinkled some gold sore medicine, and then gently put it on the little monkey's shoulder, and slowly wrapped it around a few times, with very gentle movements. The little monkey seemed to understand what he meant.
With a kind heart, she blinked her big eyes and tilted her head at him, as if she was thanking him. The younger sister clapped her hands happily, and then rubbed his arm affectionately: "Brother
That’s great, brother is the most kind!”
In an instant, all the blue sky and green tea fields disappeared. Instead, there was boundless fire, burning the beams and turning the walls red. He and his sister huddled in the corner, frightened and frightened, their whole bodies trembling.
He kept talking. He covered his sister's eyes with both hands to prevent her from seeing the horrific scene, but his own eyes widened, and the monster in the flames was fiercely reflected in his eyes and engraved in his heart.
.
I saw the flames rising, and in the rising tongues of flames, stood a giant beast two people tall. It was shaped like an ape, with a white head and red feet. It was sitting lazily on the table in the main hall, "tapping, tapping" at the same time.
He opened his mouth and grabbed something in his hand and was chewing it. When he had eaten enough, he threw it casually, and the thing fell to the ground, rolled around twice, and landed right at Mu Zizhen's feet.
It was a piece of bone, a forearm bone. The reason Muzi could identify it so clearly was because the arm bone was still connected to the bones of the hand that had been chewed up. The blood on the white bones of the five fingers was clearly visible, and they were still connected.
Some muscle.
The raging flames cast the shadow of the ape and demon on the white wall. The black shadow leaned down and tore off a big arm. While chewing on it, he said, "Tsk, you can count the fingers all over your body."
It’s delicious, but a man’s hands are too thick and the skin is old. A child’s hands are too tender and the bones will break when bitten. The hands of a strong woman are the most delicious, not tender but not old, and the most chewy.”
The sound of burning flames, the sound of wooden beams collapsing, and the hoarse but proud voice of the demon all mixed together, becoming Mu Zizhen's most terrifying nightmare in his life. He watched helplessly as his parents' corpses were torn into pieces and became
The piece of meat chewed in the demon's mouth. He could only hold the trembling sister tightly in his arms, cover her eyes, and wait for an opportunity to escape.
"Bang——" The fire swallowed up the beams of the house, and the beams collapsed, right between the demon and the Mu brothers and sisters, blocking the demon's sight. At this moment, Mu Zizhen picked up his sister and pulled her out of the window.
He pushed it out. He let out a heart-rending "escape", and just as he roared out, the ape demon had already passed through the fire, opened its bloody mouth, and laughed wildly:
"Hey, you brat, you want to play tricks on me in front of grandpa... Hey, grandpa, I am the ancestor who played with fire!"
After saying that, the ape demon waved his arm, and tongues of fire immediately shot up. The wall collapsed, pressing Mu Zishan outside the wall. The girl was so pressed by the broken wall that she couldn't move, and she said "Puff" in her mouth.
He spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, Muzi rushed forward without even thinking, and tightly hugged the monkey demon's legs to prevent it from getting close to his sister.
"Get up! Run! Run!" Mu Zizhen's eyes were red, and he used all his strength to hold on to the ape demon while yelling hatefully.
But he was only an eight-year-old child, and even if he put all his strength into it, he would be like a mantis trying to use a chariot in front of this thousand-year-old ape demon. As soon as the ape demon opened his big foot, he instantly kicked Mu Zizhen out and flew straight away.
After a long distance, he fell heavily to the ground. With this fall, several of Mu Zi's ribs were broken, and maybe they were inserted into his lungs. He couldn't say a word, and blood was pouring out as he breathed.
The ground flowed from his lips.
The pain of broken bones did not make him lose his fighting spirit. The young boy struggled with his last breath, using his hands and feet to crawl hard on the ground, crawling towards the collapsed wall and towards his biological sister. Every time he climbed
Every step he took left a crooked trail of blood on the ground.
Close, close.
Mu Zizhen stretched out his hands covered with mud and blood towards his unconscious sister. Just as he was about to touch his sister's soft little hand, at this moment, the ape demon who had previously folded his arms to watch the show stretched out his arms.
, grabbed Mu Zishan's calf and hung her upside down.
The raging fire reflected the ferocious black shadow, projecting it on an uncollapsed wall. On the white wall, a silent tragedy was staged. The black shadow opened its mouth wide, and the little figure was hung up, head and feet.
Go up to the ground and be thrown into the fangs and the big mouth.
