Heishang Guoshi looked down at the bright red robe on his body, stared at the golden threads reflecting the brilliance on it, and when the city gate opened with a creak, he subconsciously looked up and followed the door. Opening it gradually, he seemed to see a wave of blood rushing towards his face. This trance made him tremble involuntarily, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
The moment the door opened, he seemed to see twenty years ago.
It's vague, but unforgettable.
In the dark night, a huge courtyard was still lit with dots of lights. In a remote part of the courtyard, a group of people with bloodshot eyes wailed in unison. Everyone's face was so ugly. This is a small isolated courtyard. Some of them have lived here for several years, and some only come here.
Every day, they live almost the same life, worrying.
They were invited to work here, but they lived like prisoners. They had good food and drink, but no freedom, and lived in fear all day long. Because they don't know who will die next. The newcomers knew from the first day what kind of terrible things they were going to face. They could only come in because a group of people died.
There have always been about a dozen people living in this courtyard, and except for the luckiest one who lived tremblingly for a few years, 95% of them have died. A group of people died, and a group of people were invited in. The strong warriors standing at the door looked back at them from time to time with Senhan's gaze, without any expression.
If they want to continue to live, there seems to be only one way to choose.
success
If they continue to fail, they will soon be replaced by another group of people. The owner of this yard is like an omnipotent demon, no matter how deep they hide, they can be picked out one by one.
A man wrapped in a robe looked at the corpses on the stage, a trace of helplessness and worry flashed in his eyes, then he looked at the crowd around the stage, and pointed to the two youngest among them: " I failed again this time, someone has to be responsible for the failure, otherwise there will be more than two dead... Sorry, the cultivation base of the two of you is the lowest among all people, and death will not have much impact on the overall situation, so... "
"No!"
The two young men let out a mournful cry, subconsciously hiding back.
They begged and cried, but they didn't get any sympathy. Everyone else knew that if they sympathized with these two people, they might be the ones who died. This is something that does not need to be considered at all. They have no feelings for each other, so naturally they will not be willing to die for others.
The man wrapped in the robe waved his hand, and several armored warriors like wolves and tigers rushed in, held down the two young men without any explanation, and then put the knife in front of their throats. The next second, the knife was gone Can cut their throats and arteries, and their lives will be ended.
"etc."
At this moment, a man walked in slowly from outside. He was not very tall, and his appearance was not particularly outstanding, but his temperament was like a gun, so domineering. So that people who are far taller than him will feel that they are dwarfs in front of him.
He stood there, like a mountain.
"Owner."
The people in the yard bowed down one after another, with uncontrollable fear on their faces. It was the man in front of them who had killed too many of their companions in the past few years. I don't know how many people would rather hide in the deep mountains and old forests to be with wild beasts in order to escape from this master. Unfortunately, no matter how deep they hide, as long as this man wants to find them, no one can hide.
"How many test items are left this time?"
the man asked.
The person wrapped in the robe bowed his head deeply: "One is gone, the last one just died before passing the third step, there are twenty-four in total, today is the last one... none of these experimental products seem to be very good, The one who was close to success last time is far stronger than this batch."
The man nodded, and his eyes fell on the two young men who had peed their pants in fright: "The next batch will be delivered in a few days, but the experiment can't stop... neither of them are too old, so let's take Let's experiment with the two of them. If I can find out the successful steps from them, I will bury them richly."
"yes."
The man wrapped in the robe smiled sinisterly, looked back at the two young men and said, "You are really lucky, if the master hadn't come, you would have died today, it's alright now, at least you can If you live a few more days, if you are lucky, you can even write it in the history books, what an honor?"
"No!"
Those two young men howled in fear and struggled like crazy. They knew better than anyone that living a few more days like this was not luck, but the most terrifying torment in the world.
"Please! Kill me!"
"Just kill me!"
The man wrapped in the robe shook his head: "No one can go against the master's wishes, no one can."
The two young men were held down by their former companions, stripped naked and tied to the stone platform. Their limbs twisted violently but they couldn't break free from the shackles of fate. Their companions raised sharp knives and began to cut at them. Someone was holding a transparent jar, and something seemed to be wriggling inside.
a few days later
The man wrapped in the robe rubbed his red eyes, stretched his body wearily, looked at the two dying young men on the stage and shook his head in disappointment: "Sure enough...they're useless, lift them up." Go out and dispose of them. They're too big to stay."
"yes!"
Several warriors came in and carried the two dying people out of the yard.
In confusion, the door of the courtyard opened.
The door seemed to open so slowly, like a passage to hell.
Heishang Guoshi shook his head vigorously, trying to free himself from his thoughts. He was so familiar with this scene, it appeared in his dreams countless times, yes... He told himself that it was just a dream, even if he would see this dream every day.
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the gates are open
Heishang Guoshi shook his head to break free from his memory. The opening of the door in memory is already a thing of the past, even the most terrifying memories are finally past. Now, what he has to face is the opened door in front of him.
Since he started practicing, he seems to have progressed much, much faster than ordinary practitioners. Sometimes he couldn't help but want to laugh, if it wasn't for the accident that year, he wouldn't have the strength he is today. In the past twenty years, he felt that he was getting stronger day by day, and felt that kind of power surging in his body, which was unstoppable.
He chose to stay in Dali because it is very quiet here.
The scenery here is more beautiful than anywhere else. Someone once said that after staying in Dali City, there is no dream of traveling far away, because the scenery here is enough to fascinate any wandering heart. Not only that, here he also tasted the beauty of the superior.
If in other places, his cultivation level is very high, but he will not be so valued and obtain such a high status. In Dali City, he was Nanyan's national teacher, and his status was equal to Prime Minister Zhu Chijian's. Even Zhu Chijian had to speak politely to him, because Zhu Chijian's status depended on the strength of his family. As for Heishang Guoshi, he relied on his own strength.
Murong shame gave him status, and he can get almost all the satisfaction of his desires.
money
It doesn't make sense for him to ask for it.
woman
In the whole of Dali, except for a very limited number of women, among the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, he can order any of them into his dormitory. Even if he defiled the maids in the palace of Dali City, Murong Shame would pretend that he didn't know anything. As long as he doesn't touch Murong Shun's empress and concubine, in Murong Shu's eyes, the other court ladies are just bargaining chips to keep Heishang Guoshi.
Just last night, he put the daughter of military member Wailang to sleep.
To him, a fifth-rank member of the military department, Uiro, is like an ant, without any threat.
"Don't scare them, be honest after entering the city."
Fang Jie rubbed the white lion's head and said with a smile, the white lion glanced at him, seemingly puzzled. Fang Jie laughed and said, "If you scare them all to death, how can I play?"
The white lion spit out a puff of air from his nose in dissatisfaction, and simply turned away from looking at Fang Jie, like an angry child.
The city gate is very long, about twenty meters long.
After the doors were opened, the soldiers of the Nanyan Army who were guarding the gate quickly ran back into the city, and none of them dared to stay in the gate. It seems that those three guys who look very pleasing to the eye are actually demons in human skin. In fact they were wrong, because only the one at the front is really a demon.
door open
Fang Jie was the first to walk in, and Xiang Qingniu who was behind put the cards away a little unhappy and put them in the buckskin bag. He was not happy because he lost the most just now. He originally had a quarter of Dali City Yes, but Fang Jie won more than half of it just now, and now, only about one-tenth of Dali City is still his. But at this time, the door opened, and he didn't even have a chance to make money.
Xie Fuyao remained calm, even though he had already lost a quarter of Dali City.
After entering the door, Xie Fuyao stayed at the door, standing there with his body straight. He is like a towering pine tree that needs people to look up to.
When he reached the middle of the door opening, Xiang Qingniu also stopped. He sat down cross-legged on the exposed surface paved with blue bricks, took out the deck of cards again from the buckskin bag, and began to shuffle the cards as if bored. Then put the cards one by one on the ground regularly, and draw the numbers after rounding up the numbers on the cards. This is a boring game played by boring people.
Fang Jie went the farthest, he walked to the gate inside the city gate.
stop.
Heishang Guoshi carefully looked at Fang Jie, then at Xie Fuyao at the gate outside, and at Xiang Qingniu in the middle of the gate. He was silent for a while and then shook his head: "It turns out that you never planned to enter the palace and have a decisive battle with the great monk Wuji."
Fang Jie smiled brightly, "Elder Monk Miji has never thought of fighting me."
"Monks are really unreliable, and the sentence of not lying is itself a lie."
Although the national teacher Heishang was a little surprised, he quickly recovered: "I forgot, the great monk is even more unreliable."
Fang Jie nodded, "Because he's smarter than you."
Heishang Guoshi shook his head: "No... because I am better than him."
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Heishang Guoshi looked at the city gate, and said with some disappointment: "The gate is open, just close it again."
Fang Jie looked back, and then said seriously to Heishang Guoshi: "You don't have much time. It takes half an hour for the cavalry to rush into the city gate from departure, and you only have half an hour to get the three of us out." Defeat, and close."
"It won't take that long."
Heishang Guoshi slowly stretched out his hands from his sleeves: "Please trust me, it will be soon."
Fang Jie took Chaolu Knife off his back and stuck it on the ground by his side, and stretched his arms: "I like you the most, because you are so braggart, because it's especially cool to beat."