The snow is falling heavily and the fog is as cold as ice.
Sui Dynasty·Qingzhou·Tianye Mansion
Woo——
An eagle with golden wings and black eyes flapped its wings and crossed the earth, hovering down.
It passed through the thick tower and slowly landed on a dark red tower. While combing its feathers, it looked down at the city below with its black jewel-like eyes.
The mottled city edge is filled with smoke and clouds, and the sound of people is booming beside the ancient copper stove.
The people in shabby clothes looked forward eagerly, as if waiting for something.
Boom——
The brass bell rings.
The Taoist priest in green shirt and white crown slowly walked towards the crowd, with a dust whisk in one hand and a copper basin in the other, chanting scriptures about saving the dead.
Every time you take more than a hundred steps, copper coins will be sprinkled.
Those who are destined will be given blessing porridge and white silk ribbons by the Taoist priest.
This is the Water and Land Dharma Assembly of Wusheng Sect, and it is an annual grand event in Tianye Mansion.
It is also the only chance for poor people to have enough to eat.
Noon time.
Chen Xiu'an put down his pen and ink, leaned on crutches, and carried a solid wood food box, and walked step by step towards the city.
The warm sunshine shines on the body, and the cold and biting feeling weakens slightly.
Along the way, he could faintly hear the sound of someone sobbing, and many houses were hung with white cloths.
"Someone died again."
Chen Xiu's eyes remained indifferent.
In troubled times, when everyone eats each other, there will be vultures circling wherever corpses are rotting.
Nowadays, life is difficult for oneself, so who has time to pity others?
He stepped on the muddy road with coarse hemp shoes and stopped slowly at the end of the alley.
This is his home.
He is a child who was picked up. He has an older sister, Chen Yue, and an older brother who work as a government servant at home.
Gray bricks and black walls, mottled and old.
Chen Xiu gently moved the stool blocking the door and stepped into the dark room.
"Sister, I'm back."
Chen Xiu spoke softly, pulled the only bamboo chair in the house with some effort, and sat down gently, breathing slightly.
"Have a break, are you back so early today?"
The rag curtains on the partition wall were lifted up, and a little light shone through the screen window. The light shone on her body, revealing a rather pretty face.
Although her skin is rough and her skin quality is slightly poor, her figure is curvy and somewhat charming.
"There isn't much to do today, so I came back early." Chen Xiu took out two thick porcelain bowls from the old food box.
In the porcelain bowl is mellow rice porridge, dotted with densely packed dried fruits.
"So much lucky porridge?"
A hint of surprise appeared on the girl's face, and she couldn't help but pursed her lips.
"Because we had more patrons this time, we cooked a little more. Sister, I have to help Mrs. Yang copy scriptures, so I'll go and do that first."
Chen Xiu held the slightly curved crutch and pushed open the door of his room.
Because his family is very small, his room only has a set of shabby tables and chairs and a wooden bed.
With two floors, three rooms, and a living room, this house is already above average among the surrounding families.
Chen Xiu lay on the window sill, looking up at the sky with a dull expression.
He arrived here five years ago and was picked up by the Chen family siblings and became a member of their family.
From a college student who was about to graduate, to now being precarious and frail, I was dissatisfied and surprised at first.
Everything has been smoothed over time.
There was once a fortune teller who calculated his fate and said that his body was born the day after tomorrow and his bones were full of yin energy and evil spirits.
If it is a daughter, there is still some way to survive.
It's a pity that he is a boy and can live up to seventeen years old.
The remaining years are numbered.
On July 15th this year, let’s see if he can resist it!
He also thought about using the wisdom of modern people to make a living and change the status quo!
But no matter what kind of method, there is one point that cannot be avoided in this city.
That's the gang!
Whether you open a shop or do small business, you have to pay money to the gang. There is no background, and if the business is slightly better, you will be targeted at the first time.
Fortunately, the Chinese characters in this world have quite a bit of regular script style.
In this era of low literacy rates, he was able to earn a living by writing books and copying articles, and even gained some respect!
Even so, Chen Xiu still had hope in his heart.
It was a fragment of a scroll, engraved on his left arm.
Unfortunately, it cannot be started so far.
Judging from his only memory, this half-volume of fragments is called the Martial God Codex.
The effect is very simple.
In the Martial God Codex, all the martial arts masters in Chen Xiu's memory are engraved. After activation, you can randomly obtain martial arts collections or legendary items.
pick one of two!
The premise is that you have enough energy.
Learning martial arts can strengthen your body and strengthen your qi and blood.
In that way, it is possible for him to get rid of the evil spirit in his body and survive!
"Erlang, is Erlang at home?"
At this time, a rough voice sounded outside the door.
Chen Xiu walked down the stairs carefully with a cane, taking every step with care.
In the living room, a big man in black was sitting on a chair carelessly.
Chen Yue stood aside and said something gratefully.
"It's fine if Erlang is at home. Are you feeling better recently?"
The big man looked at Chen Xiu with a smile, but he looked kind-hearted.
"Brother Xu, thanks to you, it's not bad."
Chen Xiu showed a faint smile.
The big man, whose surname is Xu, is a good friend of brother Chen Xiu and is now the nurse of the Yang family.
He laughed and said, "I knew you could talk, and you were different from those sour scholars who could only read. No, I got a good job for you."
As he spoke, he patted his chest proudly: "The young master of the Yang family is preparing to take the imperial examination and needs a bookboy to accompany him to study. I thought that you are well-informed and sensible, so I recommended him. Guess what, the old lady praised you for copying scriptures?
You are so good, you have such good looks, you are a good boy, I have taken a liking to you!!"
"Your good days are coming! You're the student companion of the Yang family. That month's money is what you can't get even if you copy scriptures for three months."
After changing his clothes, Chen Xiu hobbled on crutches.
Carefully walking through alleys and squares, I finally stopped.
Inner city, here we come.
A low but brand-new city wall separates the inner and outer cities.
Compared to the outer city, the inner city is a little tidier and has better cleaning facilities.
The moment Chen Xiu approached Yang Mansion, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
There was blood all over the ground, and dozens of corpses were lying staggered among the messy ruins.
From old to young, from male to female.
All of them are from the Yang family!
The Yang family was actually wiped out!!
Chen Xiu saw Brother Xu's head.
A head with disheveled hair and blood.
Rolled down on the roadside.
A pair of protruding pupils stared blankly at him, and the torn corners of his mouth seemed to be telling something.
"You are Chen Xiu, right?"
A cold voice sounded, and the burly man like an iron tower slowly walked to his side, with an indifferent expression: "I heard that at noon, the man named Xu seemed to have found a job for you at the Yang family."
Chen Xiu woke up from the shock and bowed his head slightly: "Reporting to your lord, yes."
He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and spoke with some difficulty: "Brother Xu is a good man, and he can be considered half of my brother. After suffering this misfortune, I can only say that the sky has no eyes, and good people do not live long."
"You are very honest and did not lie to me."
The strong man patted Chen Xiu on the shoulder and handed a bloody black broken knife to his hand: "If you are willing, make him a tomb. This is his only family property. Since we are familiar with each other, then you can accept it.
."
The moment he took the broken knife, Chen Xiu trembled all over.
"There is something fishy going on. The body has been brought to Taiping Fang. Please let the authors examine it carefully."
Before leaving, the strong man glanced at Chen Xiu and said calmly: "You don't have to worry too much about what's going on here, it won't affect you."
Chen Xiu didn't pay attention to his attitude and looked dazed.
The right hand holding the black broken knife was trembling violently, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling in an instant!
hot!!
hot!!
pain!!
That scroll of broken pictures seemed to swallow him completely!!