After the rebirth, the villain was arched

If this is a nightmare, I hope it never wakes up.

sequence

rain.

pouring rain.

Huabuyu stared at the dilapidated and old window lattice, and stood there blankly.

He should be dead.

Dragged into hell by that madman.

But why do I still see her... Obviously she doesn't even want to come to her own dream.

"Mistress Hua, is Huanhuan still bored in the room?"

"The kid has a big temper."

"The boy has a big temper." Under the banana tree, the woman's voice overlapped with the voice of the child in the room.

"When the weather clears up, take him to Yanniang's shop to buy two taels of fruit." He put his short fingers on the window sill, muttering in a low voice.

"When the weather clears up, take him to Yanniang's shop to buy two taels of fruit." The woman laughed as she tied up her coir raincoat.

"It's five years old, and it's still a sugar bowl!" After the man next to him finished speaking, everyone laughed.

The woman didn't speak anymore, she glanced at the window from a distance, she was carrying a basket of green shoots, just turned around, a corner of the coir raincoat was held down by something, the other end of the coir coir grass lifted up, and the bean-sized water droplets bounced off stand up.

"Huanhuan?" He heard her call him.

"Mother!" Hua Buyu clutched the coir raincoat tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, the rain rolled down the rough grass to her fingertips, scalding people terribly.

A bamboo hat with lingering warmth fell on top of his head, and the woman's cheeks were instantly covered with rain, and her distressed and soft voice sounded: "Mother is here, what's wrong?"

"I..." Hua Buyu opened her mouth, but she couldn't utter a word except for a cry.

What is he going to say?

I had a long, long dream.

You and your uncle, everyone in the village is dead.

In the torrential rain, no one was urging them to leave. These dozens of men, women and children were all waiting quietly in the rain.

Huabuyu exhausted all his strength to shout out: "Don't go!"

do not go.

A cruel assassin is waiting for you there!

He finally remembered.

In the last life, it was also such a depressing rainstorm, and the people in the village brought the newly cultivated seedlings to sow seeds, but this time, it will be forever.

At that time, when he was young, he didn't know what happened. He just sat under a small eaves, waiting, waiting for his mother to come back and take him to Yanniang's shop to buy candies. One, he wants to give one to his mother, and the second dog who was beaten by him before, eat one for himself, and cut the rest into quarters, eat one piece every three days, and can eat it for a month.

He waited until it was dark and dawn and the rain stopped.

When the water droplets on the banana tree dry up, there will be a crispy smell in the mud.

Waiting until my stomach quarreled with the crickets in the courtyard, but I didn't wait for my mother.

Later, someone told him that his mother and everyone in the village were all dead.

That person took him back, taught him martial arts, and taught him how to behave.

That person told him that he was not his master, he was raised by this world, and if he wants to repay, he should repay this world.

Flowers don't speak and return to the world to help the world, and they have been doing it for ten years.

He became a well-known Immortal Stepping on Flowers, and countless people sang his name. His mother hoped that he would be safe for the rest of his life, so he sent the world to be safe for the rest of his life.

But no matter what he did, she would never see the day again.

"Don't go, don't go...everyone will die!"

Why did he know those two sentences?

Because those were the last two words his mother said to him that he heard in his life.

"The kid has a big temper."

"When the weather clears up, take him to Yanniang's shop to buy a couple of taels of fruit."

These two words used to sound like a nightmare in his nightmare, but even in the nightmare, he never saw her again.

"Huanhuan? Sleepy?" The woman lightly brushed the rain off his face, and smiled gently, "Go back to the house, mother will be back soon."

"I don't want to, don't go..."

Huabuyu tightly grabbed his mother's coir raincoat, but he was still too young, no matter what he said, adults would not take what he said seriously.

How to do how to do!

"Mistress Hua, the time has come."

Huabuyu looked at the speaker in disbelief. Apart from her mother, the one who loves her the most is this Uncle Li who spoke. Why is his tone so indifferent at this time?

"Okay, I'll send Huanhuan back right now." Hua Niangzi wiped the drops of water from her forehead, and reached out to pick up the child's collar.

"I'm not going back!" Hua Buyu dodged in a short body, struggling to take a step back.

wrong!

His mother loves him very much on weekdays. Even if he was fighting with someone recently and was angry with his mother, he didn't believe that his mother would be so cold to him.

"Mother." He suddenly softened his voice, the innocent voice of a child was soft and pitiful, "I want to go with you."

"Huanhuan is good." The woman couldn't help frowning, but she still made up her mind.She is not as easy to talk as usual, if it was in the past, he would come out with her, even if she was really in a hurry, mother would definitely take her along.

But today, it's so weird.

In the last life, Huabuyu was still young, but now he is no longer a child, how could he not notice it?

At this moment, the sky had not yet broken, and the torrential rain was pouring down. Except for myself, all the people in the village brought their stuff, and the baskets of sprouts that were well looked after. Now it's all pried out and put in a basket.

What are they going to do!

"Mother, where are you... going?"

Huabuyu saw a trace of panic flashing across the long-remembered face: "It's not the season. The buds that sprouted a few days ago should go to the ground. When the seeds are planted, there will be a lot of delicious food in autumn."

Hua Niangzi pushed him with her hands indiscriminately: "It's still early, go back to sleep, good boy."

"Then I want to help too!"

If it was Huabuyu who was five years old, he would definitely not question it, but the current Huabuyu would never believe this statement.

Sprouts go to the ground, choose this kind of ghost weather?Do you want the whole village to go together?

"Grandma, put on Huanhuan, Huanhuan will hold an umbrella for you!" Huabuyu coquettishly said, he stretched out his immature hand and tried hard to reach his mother's forehead.

"Ring ring..."

The woman was silent, her expression determined.She got up and took a step back: "Be obedient."

"Ah San, Ah Wu." Uncle Li at the side didn't want to wait any longer.

"Yes Yes!"

"Third uncle? Uncle Wu?!"

Hua was in a hurry.

Are they trying to tie themselves up? !

As it turns out, it is.

Huabuyu was tied up tightly and locked back into the house.

A group of people hastily disappeared in the rain.

My heart was beating achingly.

unusual.

This is absolutely not normal!

They must have something to hide from themselves!

Hua Buyu's body at this time is only four years old, but inside he is a fairy on flowers!Knowing his own weakness, he immediately calmed down, sat on the ground, crossed his legs and closed his eyes, concentrating and calming down.

After a stick of incense passed, there was a crisp ticking sound inside that abyss-black body.

This is it!

He frantically circulated the Qi in his body, faster, faster!

"Snapped!"

The hemp rope on his body finally couldn't bear the strong force, and broke in response.

He succeeded.

It took three years in his previous life to reach the Qi training state from a mortal without spiritual roots, but now he has reached it in only three sticks of incense!

Three levels of Qi practice!

Huabuyu jumped off the bed, walking lightly, he opened the door latch, but stopped the moment he stepped out the door.

He turned his head slowly and saw the sword hanging on the wall.

It was a long sword that was taller than his entire body now. It was as black as ink, and would be swallowed up even if it shone on it. It had no name.

Huabuyu turned back to the room, jumped onto the table, and tiptoed to take down Wuming.

The moment he pulled out the scabbard, a puff of purple-black smoke filled the air, Huabuyu's eyes went dark, and he passed out.

When he woke up again, the sky was already bright, but the rain didn't stop, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Mother!

He woke up suddenly, grabbed the sword and ran out, the overwhelming rain fell on his body, making his skin numb from the pain.

But he didn't dare to stop, he didn't dare to stop even one step, he was afraid that he would be one step slower...he didn't dare to think about it.

Wait for me!

Wait for me!

The rain had washed away the footprints on the ground long ago. Huabuyu was in a Qi training environment, and he could already tell the direction they left from the residual breath in the air.

Suddenly, he stopped.

breath?

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

The huge and complicated breath intertwined, even after so long, it has not dissipated.

Ordinary people will not leave this kind of breath...

Huabuyu frowned, and after careful identification, the breath along the way was... the same as the number of people in the village.

Everyone in their village is actually a cultivator!

Moreover, their cultivation base...is not even below their current self!

Huabuyu took a deep breath and couldn't stop trembling.

Will not.

Will not.

Not what he thought.

They are a group of cultivators!How could it be possible to only live the most ordinary farming life!

Huabuyu clenched Wuming tightly, and ran like crazy in the heavy rain.

No.

don't leave me.

I don't need this kind of protection!

The taste of blood.

Even the heavy rain can't hide the smell of blood.

The rain was heavy, the clouds were thick, and the day seemed like night.

The man stood there, he couldn't see his face clearly, he only saw the three-finger-wide knife being drawn out of a person's body.

A black flower splashed in the air.

"There are still little ghosts."

He heard the man's voice, cold and gloomy, like a ghost.

"Huanhuan..." The one who was submerged in the rain, and the one who was all too familiar, "Run away..."

"Mother!" Hua Buyu stabbed out instantly. He knew his current strength, but he was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that if he slowed down, he would experience his mother's death again.

She is still saved!

He couldn't just watch her die like this!

"Oh, interesting." The man was also wearing a coir raincoat, but compared to the rough coir raincoat made of coir grass in the village, it was more delicate and expensive.

The man swung the knife, blood flew from the blade, and disappeared in the rain in an instant.

Behind!

Snapped!

It was the sound of a bamboo hat falling to the ground.

The long sword glowed with a cold light, and the blood soaked in it was instantly washed into a faint red by the rain.

"Ring ring."

Huabuyu looked at the smiling face, the rain had messed up her hair and stuck it to her face

"Call me again... Mother, please."

"Huanhuan." There was only a bloody hole left on the second uncle's right shoulder. His left hand had an old disease and he couldn't use his strength, but he clasped it tightly on the sword at this moment. "Eat less sugar in the future, it will be bad." Teeth."

"Huanhuan." Uncle Wu said, "Hey, step back a little bit, it will get dirty."

"Mother...don't...!"

He didn't know why, but suddenly, he couldn't even hear the sound of rain.

He just stood there, unable to move.

"Tsk, it's really dirty."

"I thought you were dead..." the man said, "What a bunch of..."

The world is quiet.

It was so quiet that there was no sound of rain falling.

But the blood on the face was so hot that the flesh would be scalded off, and even the bones were deeply eroded.

"A lunatic who doesn't want to die!"

"when!"

The sound of metal colliding, Huabuyu's arm was reverberated and he lost consciousness.

"Hehe, hehehe." The man laughed crazily, "Little devil, it's not bad, it's much better than those trash."

Countless sword shadows flew over like a dense net with a dazzling cold light.

He wants to kill him by delay!

Huabuyu drew a knife to block, he was too small, the blade finer than raindrops kept falling on him, splashing blood.

He...is he going to die again?

why.

Since you want to let him go back to the past, why can't you let him go back earlier!

He couldn't save them, and he had to see them die in front of his own eyes.

It would be better to die like this.

This thought was like a ghost in the dark night, occupying his brain in an instant.

Give up struggling.

He has lived his whole life.

This little time was just stolen from the good deeds in the previous life.

He can look at her one last time, can call her mother again, can someone care that if he eats less sugar, his teeth will be broken, and someone can worry that his blood will stain him.

How can it be dirty, how can it be dirty...

"Oh, that's not enough?" The sword blade slashed on Huabuyu's body deeply and shallowly, and the rainwater smashed in and melted into the flesh and blood, which should be painful.

But now, maybe he is dead, it seems... It doesn't hurt at all.

"Boring." The man stopped tormenting, and raised his sword high without any interest.

I'll be right here with you.

"Puff puff!"

Of the three plum blossom darts, two pierced his eyes and one cut his throat.

I can't die for a while.

"Pfft!" The tendon snapped.

"Puff!" His hamstring broke.

If that's the case, you probably won't be able to move anymore.

Hua Buyu couldn't be more familiar with the shape of the plum blossom dart.

In the previous life, that person did not teach himself to use this no matter what. If he was found to be secretly practicing, he would be punished.

"Sorry, I am late."

Huabuyu remembered that the first time Master saw him, that's what he said.

Sorry, I am late.

But he won't blame him, he won't complain, he just wants to hide in that person's arms.

Don't be too late.

Don't... leave me alone again.

I only have you...

"Master!" Hua Buyu turned around, as if he could already hear that familiar voice ringing in his ears.

Sorry, I am late.

"Clang!"

The sound of the black long sword hitting the ground.

The man was dressed in white and stood in the rain, but he was spotless.His sideburns are not well combed, and there are always broken hairs falling down, but it doesn't hinder his clean and clear appearance.

There was no trace of mud or rain on his body, and his expression was indifferent, as if he had never belonged to this world.

"Ji Cangsheng!"

He was too familiar with this person, this name.

This lunatic!

In the previous life, this devil who did many evils, defied the world, colluded with the underworld, abused sorcery, blasphemed the dead, and plunged the people of the world into dire straits.

Why is he called this name!

The corners of Ji Cangsheng's eyes were raised into a provocative smile, and there was still a childish softness in his voice: "Do you know me?"

How could he not recognize it!

That battle lasted for ten days and ten nights, blood flowed like a river, Ji Cangsheng, a bastard, was desperate to drag himself into hell!

But Huabuyu didn't show that hatred, the current self is too weak...

He wants to survive.

Only by surviving, can I meet the master and stop this lunatic!

"I..." Hua Buyu was not used to lying, even her hands and feet were flustered.

Then he heard Ji Cangsheng say.

"I do not like you."

Knuckle-boned hands gripped a moon-white rope-wrapped sword hilt.

The snow-white blade instantly sank into the heart.

"Go to hell."

To be continued.

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【Copywriting】

Lin Huaisu, who was given the nickname Jianghu Ghost Doctor, suffered the greatest humiliation in his previous life, that he poisoned himself to death.

As for why it was in the previous life...

Lin Huaisu, who has traveled through the millennium to modern times and still needs to learn to sing, dance, rap and act, not only has to struggle in the entertainment industry, but also fights with the little boys he picked up.

"Jiang Shichen, steal my medicine again and do a molecular test!"

"Where there is a disease, cut it off, I think you have a brain disease, I will help you, I am a thief!"

[I don't know how to adapt, high-cold Western medicine attack x Almighty human spirit idol poison doctor]