After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly. On one side were the deep memories of his personal experiences from birth to the age of sixteen, and on the other side was the long life that seemed to be playing a movie over and over in his mind, which had climbed to nine thousand years old, until these two consciousnesses finally merged gradually together.

During this time, he heard several noises coming and going outside, but Nanyang Yao was not moved at all. Until 12 hours later, Nanyang Yao, whose hands and feet were almost losing consciousness, finally pushed away the thin wooden board in front of him.

The familiar scenery that came into view made Nanyang Yao burst into tears in an instant.

Nanyang Yao will never forget this scene which is deeply imprinted in his bones. This is how the Nan family was tragically wiped out.

Yes, the life path I just replayed in my mind, the thing that I remember most vividly is the dark night when the Nan family was wiped out...

Nanyang Yao's father was the prefect of Jialing City, an important town on the northern border and a barrier between the Da Chong Dynasty and the nomadic Bei Xuan Dynasty.

The Nan Taishou of Jialing City was also a Jinshi in two lists, and ranked first in the second class. However, he was nearly 30 years old when he passed the imperial examination and already had a wife and children at home. After refusing the offer of a son-in-law from the powerful, he worked diligently in the Hanlin Academy for a few years and was then sent to a remote town to serve as a seventh-rank county magistrate.

After working as a local official for more than ten years, the top candidate in the second class of the imperial examination became the Southern Governor of Jialing City, and Nanyang Yao had grown into a handsome young man of sixteen.

The sixteen-year-old boy is still a half-grown child in the eyes of his parents, and he is not very clear about many things at home. He just sees his father with a frown on his face and full of indignation, but he doesn't know the reason.

Until that bloody and silent night, Jialing City often had to deal with foreign invasions, and every household had one or two secret rooms to store food in peacetime and hide people in wartime. On this unforgettable night, sixteen-year-old Nanyang Yao was hastily hidden in the secret room of his home by his mother.

When the sixteen-year-old Nanyang Yao came out of the secret room, the turning point of his life had just begun.

In just 12 hours, Nanyang Yao, whose mental age had already reached years old and who had almost wiped out the entire royal family, looked at the tragic scene of the Nan family being wiped out. His eyes were red and he almost shed tears of blood.

Oh my God, if you let me know the future, why don't you let me know it a little earlier? Even if it was just one day earlier, I could have saved the Nan family from being wiped out. But now you let me witness the tragic scene of the Nan family being wiped out with my own eyes. It's like pulling the knife out of my heart and stabbing it back in.

However, Nan Yang Yao, who had already merged with the consciousness of the future Nine Thousand Year Old Eunuch Nan and endured what ordinary people could not endure, took another look at the Nan family's tragically dead relatives, knelt on the ground with a thump of his knees, and kowtowed three times respectfully to the bodies of his father and mother.

In Eunuch Nan's mind, the sixteen-year-old Nan Yang Yao had been hiding in the secret room at home for more than two hours. After hearing no movement outside, he came out. Seeing the bodies of his parents and relatives, he couldn't help crying. He also tried to bury his family members. However, the noise he made was caught by the masked men in black who killed the entire Nan family.

I can only say that the sixteen-year-old Nanyang Yao in my memory was still too young.

This time, Nanyang Yao hid cautiously for a day and a night, but he still did not dare to let his guard down. He was not sure whether those masked men in black had really left or were still hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity to strike.