HBWnovel Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Thick bloody smell poured into the nostrils, and the surroundings were filled with the rotten smell of corpses.
A man dressed as a yamen servant pulled a small wooden cart to the deep pit, raised his hands vigorously, and poured several corpses, old or young, into the pit.
'Papa--'
Two crisp voices were extremely clear in front of the corpse pit.
The man patted the sawdust on his hands, and muttered in distaste: "There are more and more people starving to death."
After saying that, he frowned from the stench of the corpse, turned around and left without nostalgia, and as his footsteps got farther and farther away, some movements gradually came from the pit.
A hand emerged from the pile of corpses.
"Uh-cough cough...cough...."
Jiang Weilin managed to crawl out of the corpse, but was overwhelmed by the stench. He couldn't help clutching his aching stomach and retched twice, then he tremblingly raised his hand to grab the wall of the pit.
The hands and feet are weak, and the strength is quickly lost.
His fingers dug hard into the rock wall as hard as loess, and he stepped on piles of corpses under his feet. He pressed hard and turned over.
He was lying on the edge of the corpse pit, panting heavily, and after recovering, he was sweating coldly on his forehead due to the pain all over his body.
Really, it's a crime.
Jiang Weilin raised his hand, and put the back of his hand over his eyes to cover the glare of the sun above his head.
He didn't expect that he would have to suffer this crime after he died.
Jiang Weilin has already died once, not at the end of his life or murdered by outsiders.
Very simple, died in a car accident.
Being rolled into the bottom of the tire by a big truck, the bones and internal organs were crushed, and the hot blood flowed out of his body continuously, this was Jiang Weilin's last feeling.
He didn't expect that he would wake up again, in such a ghostly place.
Jiang Weilin didn't believe that something as outrageous as time travel would happen to him, but he had to admit it at this time.
He wants to live.
He has to accept it as soon as possible, he doesn't have time to think too much.
After resting by the pit for a while, Jiang Weilin wobbled up from the ground, only to find that in addition to the corpse pit behind him, there were also a large number of corpses all over the surroundings, and three words were engraved on the stone tablet covered with moss next to it. Mass graves'.
He covered his forehead, and there was a faint shadow in his eyes.
This body is too weak, malnourished and full of injuries, and the stomach hurts from hunger, as if rolled together.
He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped his abdomen, and looked around sideways. It should be a wilderness not far from the city, dedicated to throwing corpses.
The hand holding the abdomen slowly tightened, and only then did he notice that his bony hands seemed to be hard.things.
Jiang Weilin staggered to the edge of the tree and sat down, took out a few yellow-brown copper plates from the belt around his waist, and took out two more from the pockets he sewed in his arms.
There are five pieces in total.
Should be enough for a few buns.
He looked down at the few bushes of mushrooms by the tree, carefully picked them out, then grabbed a handful and stuffed them in his arms, and walked out step by step along the tire marks on the muddy ground.
There are corpses everywhere here, every step seems to have fallen into a mud pit, and the smell of corpses all over the ground makes people's eyes black.
I don't know how long I walked, and after I followed the tire marks out of the woods, there was a small river not far away.
The river water is very shallow and clear, and the stones under it can be clearly seen.
I didn't expect that there would be such a clean water source outside this mountain of corpses.
Jiang Weilin sat down by the water, carefully washed off the blood and mud on his hands, revealing the skin full of wounds, he looked around, and then took off his clothes.
Thoroughly tore off the cloth that was about to be torn off, soaked it in the river, and wiped off the mud and blood on his face.
As the dirt was wiped away, the features reflected in the river became clearer.
The skin is fair, but it may be rough and dull due to long-term wind and sun exposure, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, bringing out a little coldness.
The tall nose bridge and thin lips all look good, but this can't change it.
This is a fact of a ten-year-old kid.
Even, because of malnutrition like seven.eight years old.
Jiang Weilin took a deep breath, he said why the first glance was so familiar, isn't this what he looked like when he was a child?
This body was exactly the same as his previous one.
Jiang Weilin washed his face with water.
That's fine too, it's more comfortable to face one's own face than another's.
While Jiang Weilin was scrubbing, he was thinking about which era he was in and how he should live in the future.
After washing his face, a creepy deterrence suddenly struck.
The next moment, a cold light flashed in the corner of my eye!
Jiang Weilin tilted his head extremely quickly, and in an instant, there was a stabbing pain on his face, and bloodshot from the wound on his cheek!
too fast!
Jiang Weilin's eyes widened, and before he could react, the tip of the sword was already in front of his Adam's apple, and it would pierce his throat a few millimeters forward.
"Dengtuzi!" A crisp voice suddenly sounded.
Jiang Weilin raised his eyes, only to see a shadow in front of him at some point.
A girl who was about the same height as him had a small ball head tied up with a white scarf, and was dressed in a white Taoist dress with a dark blue belt around her waist.
"Take off your clothes in broad daylight! Are you ashamed!" The girl blushed and snapped.
"I looked around and no one was around. I just took off my shirt and scrubbed it. What's the shame?" Jiang Weilin relaxed his vigilance with just one glance, and replied casually and calmly.
The girl in front of her had no killing intent.
"You... you... hooligan!" Girls seem to only know the two curse words of 'dengtuzi' and 'rogue'.
"Junior Sister, don't mess around!" At this moment, a phantom flashed, and a man suddenly appeared behind the girl. He raised his hand and knocked a thin stick on the hand of 'Junior Sister'.
Junior sister took back the hand holding the sword in pain.
She looked back at the man behind her, and stammered: "Senior brother, it was this person who..."
The man frowned, and the junior sister immediately shut up.
If you want to talk about it in detail, she is indeed unreasonable.
"Brother, Junior Sister is ignorant, I'm sorry." The man was well-mannered, and cupped his hands at Jiang Weilin who was sitting on the ground to express his apology.
He didn't seem to be more than twelve or thirteen years old, and when he did these movements with his still childish face, he looked a bit like a grown-up.
Jiang Weilin has already understood at this time, this place is probably not the ancient times he thought, but...
Jiang Weilin lowered his eyes slightly, with an expression of indifference that didn't match his age, he pretended to be casual and said: "It's okay, I dare to ask which sect the two elders come from, this is the first time I see an immortal like you, I dare to ask which sect I used just now?" What kind of divine power suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, it is really amazing."
The two children in Taoist uniforms are still young and rarely go down the mountain to practice. They are really happy to receive such compliments just by showing their magic power.
The junior sister snorted softly, "We are members of the Xuanling Sect. That is not some kind of divine power, but a magic technique. You ordinary people naturally don't know it."
The man paused and reminded in a low voice: "Junior Sister."
The junior sister hurriedly shut up and said no more.
However, Jiang Weilin was stunned when he heard the word 'Xuan Lingzong'.
He hurriedly said again: "May I ask how many of you know Senior Brother Song Qing?"
Hearing the familiar name, the junior sister couldn't hold back, and said in surprise: "How do you know senior brother?" After saying that, she couldn't help but glance at the man beside her.
Jiang Weilin immediately noticed.
Very good, the person in front of me is actually that!
At this moment, he was already shocked.
With him, it's not time travel, but a book.
Jiang Weilin finished reading a newspaper article the night before the car accident.
The beginning of the story is that the protagonist Fan Yuansheng worshiped Xuanlingzong with the qualification of Tianlinggen, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the head of the sect as soon as he entered the sect.
He has a senior brother and a second senior sister above him.
Fan Yuansheng is handsome in appearance, extremely talented, and he is also extraordinarily hardworking in his practice.
He improved at a rapid pace, and soon won a large number of admirers because of his excellence.
So far, Jiang Weilin thought it was an ordinary cool novel.
The protagonist will go through various trials and tribulations, and finally reach the pinnacle of life.
But soon, the following plot took a sharp turn for the worse.
When Fan Yuansheng entered the Golden Core Stage with a 20-year-old talent, he encountered the first hurdle in his life, but it was also a hurdle that he could never overcome.
The demon cultivator of the Demon Sect sneaked into the Xuanling Sect at some point. He stole the Zhenshan Artifact from the back mountain of the Xuanling Sect and killed the ancestor of the Xuanling Sect during the Tribulation Period. Fan Yuansheng was the first to arrive because he was nearby.
He didn't kill Fan Yuansheng, but passed a trace of his magic power over, wanting to make Fan Yuansheng die in pain, but who would have thought that Fan Yuansheng had the blood and imprint of the magic cultivator in his body, and only this trace of magic power was broken The seal on him.
The spiritual energy in the body turned into magic energy in an instant.
Seeing this, Moxiu seemed to have discovered something, and wanted to leave with Fan Yuansheng.
As a result, people from Xuanlingzong arrived one after another. After Moxiu failed to take away Fan Yuansheng, Fan Yuansheng who was left behind was mistaken by everyone for Moxiu's accomplice.
They locked Fan Yuansheng into the formation.
The torture was severe at first, but after Fan Yuansheng repeatedly stated that he didn't know, they also lost their patience and gave up their previous emotions to torture Fan Yuansheng.
The means of dealing with demon cultivators in Xianmen have never been less and less light.
Fan Yuansheng was tortured so much that life would be worse than death, and he couldn't utter a word, because he really didn't know anything.
In the following times, demon cultivators came to the rescue, and the people of Xuanlingzong firmly believed that Fan Yuansheng came from the demon sect, and sneaked into Xuanlingzong since childhood to wait for this moment.
Steal the artifact, kill the ancestor, and let them lose two hole cards in Xuanlingzong!
This made the position of the number one sect precarious.
They tortured him even more. Fan Yuansheng was stripped of his skin and bones, his dantian was shattered, his muscles and bones were pulled away, and his cultivation had already been wiped out.
Later, the head finally got impatient and directly used Soul Search on Fan Yuansheng.
Searching the soul can explore all the memory of the other party, but it will also damage the soul, and it is very likely to become a fool.
However, the result of the soul search surprised the head.
Fan Yuansheng is really innocent.
Fan Yuansheng survived the soul search. He thought he could return to his previous life after he was finally cleared of the suspicion, but what awaited him was not the apology and compensation from the sect.
But completely cut the weeds and exterminated them.
Fan Yuansheng has been abolished and can no longer bring anything to the sect, but if the news of his innocence gets out, outsiders will think that their Xuanling sect has committed a heinous crime, so they will kill him without stopping.
In the end, the brothers and sisters who grew up with him saved him.
But also for saving him, senior brother Song Qing and senior sister Liu Ruoxin were severely punished.
Then news spread that Fan Yuansheng was misunderstood by Moxiu and was tortured by the sect. Other sects who were eyeing the tiger began to attack Xuanlingzong. They worked together to remove Xuanlingzong from the position of the largest sect, reducing The number of people who have joined the sect can enter various secret realms and other preferential treatments.
Now, regardless of whether Fan Yuansheng was innocent or not, the people in the Zongmen angered him and hated him to the extreme.
Fan Yuansheng was crippled and was struggling in the forest where monsters were rampant, while countless people were chasing him.
Frustrated, he no longer restrained the hatred he had gradually developed towards the sect.
After a fortuitous encounter, he repaired his dantian and regained his cultivation. People from the Demon Sect found him and took him to the realm of demon cultivation. He used the method of killing people to quickly accumulate his cultivation with the blood of countless people.
At the time of his cultivation, he deliberately lured and beheaded all the disciples of the Xuanling Sect who came to kill him, and then in the battle between immortals and demons, he brought the demon cultivator to approach the Xuanling Sect to kill him.
In that battle, the immortals and demons still had no winner, but the Xuanling Sect was almost slaughtered.
The only living inner disciples are Song Qing and Liu Ruoxin.
They felt ashamed and hated Fan Yuansheng who entered the sect. One was the junior who grew up together, and the other was the sect that trained them.
No matter which one can not be separated.
In the end, he chose to avenge the sect and enter the Demon Sect.
They knew that they were bound to die, and they chose this path to death.
Unexpectedly, Fan Yuansheng did not kill them, but let them go.
Not long after they left, news of Fan Yuansheng's death came.
He blew himself up and died.
At that time, he had entered the Mahayana, and the Mahayana demon cultivator in its heyday exploded, almost razing most of the demon sect to the ground, and died in an instant when his cultivation base was low.
After slaughtering the Zongmen, Fan Yuansheng's already exhausted emotions have reached the peak. From the age of 20, he was tortured so much that he couldn't bear to live. After losing all his cultivation, he survived the hunt. He didn't sleep After a good night's sleep, there was never a moment that he did not hate, he hated the sect's frivolity and suspicion, and also hated Moxiu's deliberate frame.
He was filled with hatred and disgust for everything.
Until the only senior brother and sister who was willing to reach out to him also came to kill him, all the boredom and powerlessness broke out in an instant.
He chose to die with Moxiu, whom he also hated.
He chose to blew himself up.
After Jiang Weilin finished reading it, he felt a little angry when he had no other emotions.
In the early stage of the novel, the flow of writing is smooth and standard, but in the later stage, the body and mind are self-destructed. Isn't this a newspaper article!
But Jiang Weilin doesn't take these things to heart either, he is a social animal and has to work the next day.
So let go of your emotions and go to sleep.
Unexpectedly, he died in a car accident the next day.
Unexpectedly, he actually wore it.