Summer is getting longer, but when everyone arrived at the couple's home, it was still dark.

This is a small village hidden in a mountain col. If there is no one to guide you, you will never find it.

The elder brother trotted quickly and went over to open the door first. To open the door, in fact, he just put his hand around the sparse fence and lifted the door bolt from the inside.

The door opened with a "squeak" and everyone lowered their heads one by one and entered the small door.

Just like there is no need for an external lock, everything inside is truly impoverished.

The three low-slung mud houses are kept very clean, and when the oil lamps are lit, they still give people a warm feeling of home.

The sister-in-law brought a basin of water from a wooden basin and put it on the table. She greeted her warmly: "Come on, wash your face first and clear away the dust. You haven't eaten yet, and there's nothing to eat at home. I'll go and eat right away."

A pot of gnocchi soup, please bear with it a little longer."

"Then there's Mrs. Lao." Zhuo Zhan smiled and nodded without being polite.

Because he understood that since they were all coming to someone's house to make trouble, it would be too outrageous to refuse dinner. Although the amount of food they had in one meal was enough for the couple to eat for several days,

But there was nothing they could do. They were indeed hungry, and their stomachs were already making loud protests. This was an indisputable fact.

Let Duan Yue provide the money to the couple in other ways later. This is the only way, Zhuo Zhan thought.

The elder sister-in-law made gnocchi and the elder brother went to light the fire. This small room instantly became filled with fireworks and felt very warm.

Zhuo Zhan rolled up the quilt on the only bed, helped the old man and let him sit on it.

Chi Yue and Duan Yue had already poured a bowl of water for everyone from the pottery bowl brought by their sister-in-law. At this time, Chi Yue was bringing it over carefully and gave the first bowl to the old man.

The old man took the pottery bowl, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He wiped the water that had flowed on his beard with the back of his thick and rough hand, and let out a long breath.

Zhuo Zhan hurriedly took the pottery bowl from the old man's hand, stared at the old man's palm, and with a move in his heart, he returned the bowl and handed it to Chi Yu without saying a word.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Zhuo Zhan's twinkling eyes, and then at the other people watching around him, knowing what they wanted to ask. He lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and took a long breath. When he looked up again, he said,

He spoke: "You are also looking for revenge on the Qingyang Halberd?"

Zhuo Zhan was slightly startled, frowned, and said calmly: "Oh, no, our master is friends with General Qingyang. There is something left with General Qingyang. We are looking for General Qingyang just to find that thing.

Old man, do you... have any issues with General Qingyang?"

"A festival? Haha, hehehehe..." The old man suddenly sneered. After a moment, he suddenly stopped laughing, his eyes were like a ring, and his voice was like a bell: "How can it be a festival? It's a deep hatred!"

The old man seemed to be reminded of something sad. He covered his face with his big hands and began to cry and sob.

Seeing this, Zhuo Zhan raised his head and looked at everyone, feeling very uncomfortable.

Duan Fei took a step forward, sat next to the old man, put his arm around the old man's thick shoulders, and comforted him calmly: "Old man, don't think about it anymore, we won't ask anymore."

The old man shook his head, wiped the tears on his face with his big hands, stood up slowly, grabbed the collar with both hands, and pulled it open.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the hairs on their backs stood up.

Under the dim light, the naked upper body was strong but old, and it was difficult to see a piece of intact skin. Because it was covered with dense black and gray scars, like a spider web, wrapping his whole body, as if

It tells a sad story, which makes people sad and shocking.

"Old man...this...is what General Qingyang did?" Zhuo Zhan stood up in shock and asked in a quiet voice.

The old man shook his head and choked with sobs: "I carved it myself."

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Ah! This is..." Chi Yu, who was behind Zhuo Zhan, covered her mouth, her two black grape-like eyes widened even more, and the fear on her face became more and more intense.

"Ju'er, what's wrong?" Zhuo Zhan knew that Chi Ju must have discovered something, so he asked quickly.

Chijuan's snow-white little hand pointed at the cobwebs tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "These...these scars...are all words!"

Everyone was stunned and quickly looked at it to identify it.

But when they recognized the words on it one by one, they were so horrified that they clamped their jaws and tongues, and a deep chill instantly chilled their bones, making people so sad that they could not control themselves.

The old man's trembling big hands stroked the raised black nub, nodded slightly, and said sadly: "Yes, I carved these words with a dagger, dipped in dry ink, and carved them one by one.

It just reminds me that I must never forget who I am and my hatred!”

"Old man, we know you are forgetful, but this is too..." Zhuangzi's face had turned into a fat bitter gourd. Looking at the old man's scars, it felt as if his whole body had been cut with a knife.

"Zhuang, the old man may have Alzheimer's disease, and there's nothing he can do about it," Zhuo Zhan said sadly.

Although the old man didn't understand what Alzheimer's disease meant, he could guess what Zhuo Zhan was talking about.

He raised his head, looked solemn, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Shaoxia, do you think that old people... are old enough to be stupid?"

Zhuo Zhan was speechless, pursed his lips slightly, and nodded.

The old man waved his big hands, sighed, and suddenly became excited: "No... no, it's because I drank that forgetfulness water!"

"Wangyou water? Old man, what did you say?"

The old man expressionlessly put on the clothes that reached his forearms, raised his heavy eyelids, and faintly recounted a tragic past event that made people cry.

"My name is Yi Rensui, and I'm from the Nightmare City in Tuohu Mountain. It's sad to say that even my name and ancestral home were told to me by others."

"Others?" Zhuo Zhan's heart tightened and he asked doubtfully.

"That's right, I was originally a low-level military slave of the Xize Kingdom. Six years ago, the old king died, and the new king came to the throne and granted amnesty to the world. I inherited this divine grace and was freed from slavery. But I was released

In front of Li Xize Kingdom, he was fed Wangyou Water, and the one who ordered us, the pardon slaves, to be fed Wangyou Water was none other than the then General, Qingyang Halberd."

"So, like other freed slaves, I lived a confused life, and my memory became worse and worse day by day. So that later, I didn't know when I settled in a small village with beautiful scenery at the foot of Venus Mountain, and I didn't know why I

I suddenly gained so much land that I don’t even know who I am or what my name is.”

"Although I often forget things, fortunately I live a good life, and the surrounding villagers are also kind and do not reject me as an outsider at all. Until one day two years ago, I received a wooden tree from a man who claimed to be an old Ahu man.

box."

"Wooden box?" Zhuo Zhan looked solemn and could not understand more and more.

"That's right, a wooden box. The old Ahu man said that a terminally ill old man asked him to come to me. A box full of animal skins, filled with my and our past. It is precisely because of this box of animals

Pi, I just found out. It turns out that my name is Yi Rensui, and I am a native of Mengcheng in Tuohu Mountain. Because there was a war between Xize State and Ahu State fifteen years ago, and Ahu State was defeated, Tuohushan under its jurisdiction was assigned to

They conquered the Xize Kingdom. And the people of Yucheng who resisted desperately in this battle turned the whole city into slaves."

"The whole city...has become a slave?" Duan Yue's two big copper bell-like eyes were wide open, staring at the old man's face in disbelief.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Duan Yue, and nodded with difficulty: "Yes, who would have thought that, hey... the old leader of the Xize Kingdom was fierce and cruel. He ignored the advice of his ministers and Wu Zhu's predictions.

All the people in Nightmare City have become slaves. Therefore, our family, the family of the person who wrote these animal skins, and hundreds of families have all become slaves. The men have become military slaves and labor slaves.

, serfs, and women were taken into custody as female soldiers. I have pity on my wife, concubine, and two daughters... Wuwu... Wuwuwuwu..."

The old man could no longer control himself as he spoke. Under the orange oil lamp, his face was covered with sparkling tears and snot.

"Just like that, I have never seen my family again since then. I have been a military slave for nine years. Until six years ago, the cruel old leader of the Xize Kingdom finally died, and the new leader came to the throne and granted amnesty to the world.

.Although we military slaves were let go, Qingyang Ji was afraid that once we regained our freedom, we would seek revenge from him, so he gave us the Forgetful Water to drink before we left, so that we could not remember who we were from now on.

No one can remember the sufferings and grievances of the past."

"The friend who sent me the message also drank Wangyou Water at that time, but it happened that during those few days he was suffering from cold illness and kept coughing. After coughing violently, he actually had nausea and vomited out the Wangyou Water without being guarded.

The soldier found out. And just like that, he became the only one among us who remembered these things."

"After we were all released, he, the only one who remembered this incident, ran to find his wife. Because he knew that since the world was amnesty, his wife should also be released, even though she had been a military girl for nine years

But he didn't care, as long as the family was reunited, it was more important than anything else. But when he finally reached the Anxin cell in the military camp at night, what he saw was corpses all over the ground and blood flowing into a river.

The women were all killed."

"Ah!" Duan became more and more engrossed as he listened, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, and he hugged Chi Yu next to him, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart.

The old man shed tears as he spoke: "Of course, this includes my wife, concubine, and two daughters. My friend said he saw them when he was looking for his wife, my family. However, it made me even more broken.

Yes, he said... He said... Wuwuwu... These women were all abused to pieces. His wife even lost her tongue. Only one of the ten fingernails was intact, Wuwu.

...wuwuwuwu..."

Duan Fei clenched his fists angrily and said angrily: "This is unreasonable! That Qingyang Halberd must be afraid that the atrocities of abusing military women will be exposed, and kill people to silence them! Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang, how could he be with such a person..."

"Brother..." Duan Yue had already burst into tears.

The old man was in great pain. He sucked the snot that flowed out from his nose and said sadly: "Yes, that demon Qingyang Ji knew that the new leader was kind and was afraid that his viciousness would be exposed, so he did such an unscrupulous thing.

.He thought he could hide it from everyone and get by without anyone noticing, but as everyone knows, God has eyes and let my friend know the truth."

"Since then, my friend has been looking for every opportunity to assassinate Qingyang Ji. However, Qingyang Ji is surrounded by many masters, and he himself is also a first-class general. How can he be so easy to assassinate? Later, my friend's old illness relapsed

After learning that he had been ill for a while, he wrote down this box full of animal skins and asked someone to bring the pardon slaves he could find, including me of course, so that after we know the truth, we can continue on his behalf.

Seek revenge against the Qingyang Halberd."

"Uncle Yi, what about your friend... now?" Chi Yu asked with tears in her eyes. In fact, she had already guessed the ending, but she just couldn't bear to believe it.

"Dead, the old Ahu man said. When he came out with this wooden box, my friend died. He had no money to buy a coffin, so he was wrapped in a straw mat by some old neighbors and buried." The old man said.

His two eyes were staring straight into trance, as if he had foreseen his own future.

Zhuo Zhan felt depressed and stepped forward to comfort him: "Uncle Yi, don't be too sad. There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and God will not let a wicked person go. We have been to Qingyangji's old house before, and their old concierge guarded the house.

Tell us that five years ago, Qingyang Ji and his whole family were encountered by a mountain fire when they were hunting in autumn with the new king. At that time, Qingyang Ji tried its best to escort the new king down the mountain, but neglected the family members who stayed in the camp. He
To be continued...