I just want to be a quiet man

In the end, amidst the sharp cries, he and the bamboo raft were swept into the bottom of the sea by a wave. The feeling of suffocation was overwhelming, and he soon lost consciousness...

When he woke up, the child found that he had been pushed by the waves to an island.

The island is surprisingly quiet, not even the slightest noise of insects chirping.

All eyes are full of roses that are blooming wantonly, red like blood, snow white like full bloom, dotted among the dark branches and leaves, like a brocade.

And in the center of the island, there is a giant mulberry plant rising from the ground, with luxuriant branches and leaves, like a mountain, standing like a pillar with a height of ten thousand ren.

The pavilions are like a canopy, covering the entire island under the canopy of trees.

The child raised his head and stared blankly at the huge and towering mulberry tree. He was instinctively afraid, but he had nowhere to go. Hunger made him get up tremblingly, and walked carefully into the dense rose bushes from the beach.

Then, the child walked all the way to the giant mulberry tree, and when he was looking around for food, a pair of eyes suddenly opened on the giant mulberry tree trunk, and said in a thunderous voice: "Another one was sent out by the family for the sake of wealth and honor." sacrifice."

"Where did these stupid mortals hear the rumors, thinking that putting the most precious child in the family on a bamboo raft to sacrifice to the souls of the dead in the sea can bless them with great wealth?"

"Ah!" The child didn't have time to comprehend the meaning of its words, turned around in fright, and ran away, "Monster! Monster!"

However, he ran for a while, but he could only spin around under Jusang. Just when the child was terrified, Jusang lazily said, "What are you panicking about? I'm an elf, you are a ghost, and the living should avoid it." The hatred of inferiority exists. No one is more precious than anyone else."

Two huge purple-red mulberries suddenly fell into the child's hands, "Here, eat something and calm down."

"Ghosts, ghosts?" The mulberries are soft and juicy, stained with red palms, exuding a seductive and sweet smell. The child is innocent and hungry. When he sees the other party offering what seems to be good food, his fear suddenly weakens. , Hearing this, he was startled, only then did he realize that he had no shadow...

He forgot to eat for a while, staring at his hands in a daze, when did he die?

Did he die of panic while drifting to the island, or did he suffocate to death after being swallowed by the waves...?

He doesn't remember at all...

"Bada", "Bada"... After realizing that he was dead, the child's eyes quickly burst into big tears.

At the same time, his body, which was originally solid, flickered slightly and became much lighter.

Not far away, a clump of rose branches felt something and reached out to wipe his face.

The roses on this island are different from other places, with dark branches and leaves, bright blood-like flowers, delicate and strange.

But when the petals touched the child's cheeks, the feelings they gave him were gentle and delicate.

"Little fool." Ju Sang said lightly, "The tears of ghosts contain your original power. You have not grown up in your life, and now you are newly dead. Your soul and body should be weak. If this place is not special, it is impossible to have such Consolidated soul, now weeping sadly for the person who abandoned you, it is nothing more than taking the initiative to disperse the soul."

"Forget it, it's your own choice too."

After saying that, the eyes on the tree trunk closed and disappeared in an instant.

Chapter 341: The past millennium.

Origin...power?

The child is ignorant and doesn't quite understand the meaning of Ju Sang, but at this moment, familiar people and things are not in front of him, and the strange island makes him tremble. Although Ju Sang in front of him is a self-proclaimed fairy, he at least takes the initiative to talk to him. After communicating and giving him food, he was very worried about being rejected by the other party, so he didn't dare to cry.

After waiting for a while, the giant mulberry still didn't make any movement. The child held the mulberries, stared blankly for a moment, lowered his head, and began to eat in small mouthfuls.

These two mulberries are as sweet as imagined, no, they should be more delicious than expected.

The child almost devoured them. At the same time, he felt a warm current pouring into his whole body, and his originally illusory figure solidified again.

Even his mind is clear, and he seems to be much smarter.

"Uncle... tree spirit?" After eating the mulberry, the child raised his head to look at the giant mulberry, and opened his mouth tentatively.

Ju Sang was indifferent.

Asked a few words in a low voice, but got no response, the child hesitated for a while, fearing that his entanglement would anger Ju Sang, so he stopped talking.

He moved to the root of the giant sang little by little, and seeing that the giant sang didn't stop him, he timidly sat down against the trunk of the giant sang, and blankly recalled what the giant sang said just now.

Rich?Sacrifice?Fate?

The child suddenly thought that since he could remember, he had been loved by his family.

For this reason, it even aroused the jealousy of the brothers and sisters.

But after his parents talked with his siblings in private, they suddenly stopped rejecting him, and instead treated him extraordinarily friendly and pampered him.

"You are the most precious person in our family, we will depend on you in the future!" The youngest brother said so by chance.

At that time, children only felt subconsciously proud.

He also made up his mind that when he grows up to achieve something, he must repay his family well.

But the other day...

The whole family suddenly took him across mountains and rivers to the seaside, rented a boat, and entered the deep sea.

I don't know why, after going out to sea, the child suddenly felt heart palpitations. He cried and clamored to go back, but his family members who usually obeyed him didn't pay any attention.

"It's coming soon!" When crying hard, my mother comforted her like this, "Just bear with it, and you'll be fine soon."

Then, the boat finally stopped one day, and after a complicated ceremony, he was personally delivered by his parents on a crudely made bamboo raft, watching the boat return, going farther and farther...and finally disappearing on the black sea.

At the earliest time, children thought it was their own punishment caused by crying.

He endured the throbbing and fear in his heart, and forced himself to stop the tears.He thought that as long as he was obedient, his family would immediately appear in front of him, take him back to his familiar home, and restore his carefree life.

But endure, endure...

The bamboo raft floated for a long time, surrounded by vast sea water.

His father, his mother, his elder brother, his sisters... never appeared again.

The child has been holding on to the faint hope that all this is a nightmare, that all this is just a joke, that...

At this moment, looking at his empty feet, feeling that he had lost his breath and heartbeat, he finally understood what was going on.

"Father...mother...grandfather...grandmother...eldest brother...sister..." The child opened his mouth, chanting word by word.

Every time he uttered a title that was full of warmth and attachment in the past, the hatred in his body increased by a layer.

Soon, the child's originally clear eyes were filled with black mist.

His delicate and fair face also began to twist and hide.

"Father...mother...grandfather...grandmother...elder brother...sister..." The child repeated it over and over again, as if he wanted to engrave these people in his bones.

got windy.

The sea breeze blowing from a distance brushed over the roses in Hedao, and the gorgeous flowers were separated, revealing the sharp thorns on the dark branches and leaves.

When they swayed, they penetrated deeply into the child's arms, and also penetrated the seeds of hatred and revenge into his heart.

At some point, the eyes on the trunk of the giant mulberry tree opened again, looked at the child for a moment, and suddenly said, "Want to take revenge?"

The child did not hesitate: "Think!"

"The ghosts that come here can't leave easily." Ju Sang said lazily, "But there is an adult on the island who just needs a servant to do something recently."

"If you are willing to serve him, he shouldn't mind giving you a chance to take revenge."

"But you have to think about it carefully. Although this lord is valuable and his strength is unpredictable...but he will leave at any time."

"It can be as short as a few days, and as long as it can be thousands of years."

"My lord, there is no inheritor so far."

"Once you become his servant, you will not be able to change your family."

"Unless his successor arrives one day, you have nothing to rely on here."

Otherwise, such an errand would not be the turn of a child who had just landed on the island.

Hatred for his family, anger at being abandoned, attachment to life and fear of death had completely devoured the child's heart, and he said without the slightest hesitation, "Okay!"

So, the child was moved by the giant sang to the huge tree crown.

Due to the majesty of the mulberry tree, its branches and leaves are like broad paths and platforms. Even though the sea breeze is blowing, it remains motionless, like flat ground.

He walked along the tree trunk curiously and timidly. As he walked, he gradually entered a vast mist.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the child's eyes suddenly opened up. He saw the vast sea in front of him. The sea surface was different from the black color around the island, but a piece of clear blue.

There is nothing in the blue sea, not even the faintest ripples.

It was dead silent and monotonous, but it also had an indescribable charm, which seemed to lead him to plunge into it and fall into the bottom of the sea forever.

The child hastily withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any further.

At this time, he found that not far from him, a man in common clothes was sitting in the mist, his eyes slightly lowered, staring at the sea, as if he was thinking about something.

The face of the commoner man is very strange, it is clear at a glance, but he can't tell his specific appearance at all.

Is it handsome?is ugly?Is it mediocre?Is it old?Is it less?

Anyone who sees it will have a blank mind, unable to remember or recall any details.

"I have some chores here, you can help me take care of them." The commoner man turned his head and glanced casually at the child.

This look is very plain, but it makes even a child who doesn't know anything about it feel like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body is cold.

He froze in place, not daring to move, and unable to move.

After a while, he took a breath and immediately prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.

From that day on, under the reminder of Ju Sang, the child changed his name to the commoner man as "Master".

In the eyes of the child, the master clearly sits facing the sea all day long and meditates, and never speaks harshly, but he always feels panic and fear for no reason.

He carefully learned to serve his master, trying his best to figure out his preferences and habits.

During this period, Ju Sang gave him a branch of his own: "Meditate on your enemies, unless they are the true biography of the nine major sects and above, their souls will be extracted instantly and enter this branch. "

"This branch is for you."

Ju Sang told the truth in a good mood, "It's the reward for you to serve that lord and solve a problem for me."

Yes, with such a status as the master, how could he care about the grievances of a little servant?

Ju Sang just couldn't find a suitable person to carry the tank, so he deceived the children who had just landed on the island.

No, it's not exactly deceitful either.

After all, Jusang also gave children a chance to take revenge. After all, for an existence like it, it is too easy to kill a family of mortals.

Even if there are thousands of rivers and mountains, and countless distances, it is still just doing it casually.

After getting the giant mulberry branch, the child simply extracted the souls of the whole family. Seeing his parents, brothers and sisters crying in pain and begging for mercy in the branches, he felt unprecedented fulfillment and joy.

Moreover, when the souls of the family were tortured and died, the child was surprised to find that the branches of the giant mulberry fed back a pure soul power to him.

His strength has obviously improved a lot.

Next, while serving the master, the child began to pay attention to the traces of the living near the island.

And the island is obviously not fixed in one place, but wandering around, which gives children more opportunities to try.

He quickly determined that the branches of the giant sang could extract the soul, but what really gave him power was not the soul itself, but the soul's pain, fear, hatred, resentment...the brewing of these evil thoughts.

Once, he was lucky enough to find a big island with twelve cities...

With such a huge population, children have changed their usual practice of genocide.

He felt that this island could be used as a long-term and stable supply.

With just a little thought, the child has an idea.

First arrange a few waves of ghosts to plunge the whole island into precarious fear, and then, when the despair of perishing the city and species sweeps across the island, pretend to be a passing monk to guide the residents of the island.

Soon, the statue of the master was erected, and the system of sacrifice was quickly implemented.

Sacrifice one person a year, for the mortals in Twelve Cities, it seems that the pressure is not too great.

But the rules arranged by the children and the choice of sacrifices are completely out of the control of the Twelve Cities.

No matter male or female, old or young, high or low.

Anyone, from the very old man to the newborn baby, whether it is a ruler who is the lord of the city, or a beggar in a stinky ditch, may smoke at the annual festival. Go to the sacrificial lottery.

Therefore, after the ghost tide disappeared, every mortal in the entire twelve cities lived in fear all the year round while they were still alive.

The more they went to the festival, the more afraid they were, fearing that they would be chosen by the lottery.

Only for a short period of time after the end of the annual festival, those who were not selected can breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy the few months of relaxation.

Undoubtedly, the fresh flesh and numerous souls of the living in the twelve cities are extremely attractive to sneakers.