Song Shisan was his real name. He was about seven or eight years old when his master asked him to forget his name.
The master himself said that he was from the Western Regions, but when he was in his twenties, he knew that the master was lying.
Because at that age, not to mention the people from the Western Regions he had met, he had killed hundreds of them.
There has never been one who looked exactly like his master.
His master is tall, has blond hair, blue eyes, and speaks as if he doesn't know how to turn his tongue.
On the day when he was twenty-two years old, his master poisoned the dinner prepared for him and planned to kill him.
When he saw through it, he asked why.
His master said, because I am afraid of your eyes, I saw in your eyes, you will kill me sooner or later.
Song Shisan did not explain, because his master did not see it wrong.
Before he killed his master, he said, The reason why you can tell that I will kill you sooner or later is because you taught me all my skills and the principles of my life.
Before he died, Master said, you, a Central Plains native, are just a wolf cub and don't know how to be grateful.
After all, I raised you well and gave you all your skills.
Song Shisan said, there were six children in total that you captured. You ate five but not me because we arrived at the city you were going to when you ate the fifth.
If it had been one day later, I would have been eaten by you.
Master said, why don't you think about these things when you eat?
Song Shisan said, if I don't eat, I will starve to death.
It was a road from the Western Regions to Dayu Border Pass, six hundred miles away and completely deserted.
Song Shisan still remembered that he followed his father and mother on a caravan from Dayu to the Western Regions.
He was playful and left the team. His master gave him a beautiful bead, saying that it would glow in seven colors when viewed against the sun.
He also said that this is very valuable. I will take you to pick it. Your parents will definitely praise you when they see it.
The seven or eight-year-old child, who said he was sensible, was not that sensible, so he just followed the master in a daze.
When he came to the corner, he saw a donkey cart with several sacks on it. He asked his master what they were. The master said that they were cured meat, which he would eat later.
Then he passed out inexplicably and was put into the same sack.
After the donkey cart left the city, they traveled dozens of miles to remote areas. When they reached a place where the cart could no longer travel, the master released them all.
Later, Song Shisan thought about it, and the master caught them just to prepare rations for walking through the six to seven hundred miles of no man's land.
His master wanted to avoid the main road, probably because someone was chasing him. If he wanted to catch some wild beasts for food, it would be too troublesome and disobedient.
There's nothing better than arresting several children, threatening them if they don't obey, beating them if they can't be intimidated, and if that doesn't work, just killing one of them in front of the other children.
This saves a lot of trouble, and the food you catch can still walk on its own.
On the way, the master said that he was a believer in the devil, and the devil was called Moza.
Master also said that Mosa will give people courage and those who believe in him will never be defeated.
Song Shisan's luck was that because he was the thinnest one and the one least likely to resist and escape, he was left until the end.
When he entered Dayu, his master actually prepared Guan Die, and he didn't know who he killed and snatched it from.
They entered Dayu as merchants in the Western Regions, but they did not dare to go to the prosperous place of Dayu. In the next few years, they lived in remote places in the west of Dayu.
In the beginning, they did not dare to make a living by killing and robbing beauties, so they specifically picked on people from the Western Regions.
His master would hold a ceremony every time before killing someone. The master said that this was to sacrifice the soul of the deceased to Moza.
Although Song Shisan was thin and small at that time, he understood a truth early on.
If he doesn't grow up as soon as possible, become more ruthless, and become an indispensable helper to his master, then he will be killed sooner or later.
So in those first years, he was extremely flattering, like a puppy trying to please his master.
He rushed to do all the dirty and tiring work, and dedicated the best things to his master immediately.
I have to say, he succeeded.
His master began to teach him skills, but he could see that his master had been seriously injured and it would be difficult to recover.
When he felt that he could kill the master, he carefully observed for a long time.
It wasn't until his master couldn't help but attack him that he took action to fight back.
Before his death, his master laughed loudly and said that I have been a loyal believer of Mosa all my life and regard Mosa as my master.
I never thought that I could raise a mosa by myself.
Song Shisan's master said, "Kill me." Master Mosa became the Demon Lord after killing all his closest relatives.
At that time, Song Shisan said, I am different from you, I want to go back and be a normal person.
He also buried the master's body and burned some paper money, although he didn't know whether the master could enter reincarnation.
In the next two years, he worked hard to become an ordinary person and make money through his own hard work.
He was working as a coolie in a border town, but the businessman who hired him realized that his identity might not be legal.
After the work was completed, the businessman said, do you want money or life? If you don't get out now, I will report you to the official immediately and arrest you.
Song Shisan thought for a while, turned around and left without resisting.
He went to work as a long-term farm worker for the landlord's family. He agreed that he would be paid every year for his work, but when it was time to pay the wages, he was kicked out by the landlord.
The landowner unleashed a vicious dog, which scared several of the people working with him into running around. One person was almost bitten to death.
Song Shisan was silent. He still did not fight and chose to leave.
He went to work as a coolie on the Helu Pier. After finishing his work on the first day, he was stopped by a group of coolies.
He said that this was their territory, and all new arrivals had to pay them their first day's wages, which was regarded as their entry fee.
If you don't pay, you'll be beaten. After the beating, you can get out.
He paid his wages and said, "Can you give me a piece of cake? I've given all my money to you, but I don't have any money to eat."
The coolie leader gave him a piece of bread, and he found a deserted place to sit down and eat.
Then, a miserable and dirty little homeless girl walked up to him and didn't say anything, just watching him eat the cake.
He broke half of the cake and gave it to the wandering child, because when he saw the child, he thought about his past.
Over the past two years or so, he felt that he had become accustomed to being a submissive person. If he lived like this, he would probably be fine if he got used to it.
However, not long after, he saw a female beggar about fifty years old. She slapped the girl to the ground and took away half of the cake.
In fact, he can feel that this matter has nothing to do with him anymore.
Because he gave the girl half a piece of cake, and the cake was taken away, it was no longer his pity, but the girl's pity.
Song Shisan, who had endured it for two years, suddenly broke out at this moment. He couldn't help it anymore and turned back into a devil.
Not because of himself, but also because of himself.
He dragged the female beggar into the alley, almost exactly the same as his master, and drew a huge talisman on the ground.
He broke off a long branch, inserted one end into the talisman, and then passed the beggar woman into the stick like a candied haws on a stick.
At that moment, Song Shisan smelled the familiar smell of blood and felt...so comfortable.
Everything is back.
He also knew at that moment that he had really failed. In his mind, he no longer only had his own experience, not only the scene of the girl being knocked down, but also the ferocious smile of his master.
It seemed as if he was telling him sentence by sentence... Look, you are like this, you can't change your fate no matter what, you are Moza.
He killed someone and held a ceremony, but he knew that the beggar woman's soul was not sacrificed to Moza.
It was a sacrifice to himself, because at that moment, it was this soul that awakened him, and it was impossible for him to go back to ordinary people.
When he was about to leave the alley, he saw the girl slumped on the ground in fear, looking at him with a horrified look on her face.
At this moment, the image of his master holding his hand and walking in the yellow sand of the desert appeared in his mind.
He walked over, and if he took the girl's hand and continued walking forward, he knew very well that he would have a partner, a disciple, and a legacy.
When this girl is like him, after more than ten years of killing, she will get used to that kind of life.
He knelt down and looked into the girl's innocent, frightened eyes, full of desire for survival.
"Thanks......"
said the girl.
Song Shisan was stunned, he felt incredible.
He thought the girl would beg for mercy, say don't kill me, say I didn't see anything, and say please let me go.
But, she said thank you.
After a while, Song Shisan stood up, pulled the girl up by her collar, and then led her away by the hand.
The girl was trembling with fear at first, but after taking a few steps, she may have felt the warmth in Song Shisan's hands, so she stopped trembling.
She raised her head and looked at Song Shisan's side face. There was still blood on that face that had not been wiped off in time.
She asked: "Where are we going?"
Song Shisan said: "Send you home."
He led the girl to the place where the ceremony had just been performed, next to the talisman.
He picked up the girl and, with a scream, impaled her on the branch of a tree.
He stood there, looking at the girl lying on her back on the body of the female beggar. The eyes before her death did not make him feel scared or regretful, but only made him calmer.
He said: "If you say thank you to me, I can't harm you. It would be better for you to die now than to follow me."
He said: "Thank you too, for fulfilling my mood."
He turned around and left. The girl was still making a weak cry for help. The blood flowed down like a spring, completely dyeing the ritual talisman red.
Song Shisan went to Hedao Wharf and killed all the coolies, including the man who gave him a piece of cake.
He left here and went to the landlord's house, where he drew a large talisman and used seven or eight long wooden sticks to complete the family's ceremony.