The continuous and leisurely Qinjiang River flows down from the Yueshan Mountain, taking away the yearning for the mountains, forests and sea, and passing through the past of this ancient city.

On the stone arch bridge far away from the city center, the young man held a cigarette in his hand and quietly looked at the water of the Qin River passing through the stone arch bridge at his feet.

The surging silver-white water splashes scattered in the air, and finally returned to the mighty river. The young man looked distracted and lit a cigarette in his hand but did not smoke at all.

It's 11 o'clock at night.

Normally at this time, most people in the city would have already chosen to fall asleep early, and the cold night air always smells of tide.

It seems that this city has a unique way of retaining people.

The young man's eyes turned to the deep and bottomless Qinjiang River. This lifeline came from Mount Yue and stretched across the entire city, embracing his lover.

Qing Xuwen's legs were weak and he collapsed on the stone arch bridge. The young man was handsome and elegant, but his face was like a white-faced scholar, but his face was covered with large pieces of bright red blood.

Even the cigarette held in his hand was stained with blood.

He killed.

A 17-year-old boy killed three strong men with ethereal spirits.

At this time, the three mutilated and shapeless corpses were turned into pieces of flesh, and their pale bones were exposed in the air.

This is Qinyue City, his hometown.

He has lived here for 17 years. His father is a well-deserved senior official in the municipal government, but he, a second-generation official, does not bully others.

Because his father Qing Guowan is a ridiculously upright official, he wants to be alone in this sewage world of materialistic desires.

He has nothing to do with fame and wealth, and just wants to be an ordinary Qingshui official. My father dares to speak for the people.

Dare to fight for actual benefits for the people from the officials, which is why this Qinyue City is so beautiful, because every building and city beautification was obtained by my father's hard work.

The social relief that helps people who cannot survive is also something that my father fought for.

But this Bai Lian, who was growing slowly in the mud, was accused of corruption and bribery and sent to prison three months ago.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Qing Xuwen's face, "The reason why a person who has always had a clean life was finally arrested and sent to prison was because of corruption and bribery?"

The young man's voice was like a cuckoo weeping blood, cold and sad.

He was curious as to why his father was arrested, but everything about his father was taken away by the city officials.

But fortunately, his IQ is very high, and he successfully drove away a large number of security personnel with a perfect reason.

Afterwards, he used the poison he had concocted in advance to calmly invite the remaining security personnel to sleep for a few hours.

Finally, he used a small piece of wire to pry open the lock of the safe.

He finally found his father's diary in it. He has been hailed as a natural genius since he was a child. His basic skill is a photographic memory that others can only hope for.

Just two hours was enough for him to clearly read all the contents in the diary.

But after reading it, he became more and more silent.

There was an owner of a forbidden ethereal spirit in his family. Later, the family declined. In order to avoid being remembered by others for his bloodline, the family was wiped out.

Their family decided to change their name and move eastward here, and they did survive here for many years.

But what cannot be covered cannot be covered.

His family's bloodline was soon targeted, and the person targeted was his sister, Qing Xuxiu.

The plan about someone coming to propose marriage was naturally rejected by his father, but what happened in the end?

The other party directly used his political connections to send his father to prison on an unfounded charge.

But naively, he thought that the other party just wanted to give his father a little trouble, and his father would come back in a month or two.

Unfortunately, what he waited for was the news that his father had an argument with others in prison and ended up getting into a fight and was beaten to death by three or four strong men in turn.

My father has always been gentle and calm, like a gentleman in ancient times, so how could he have a casual quarrel with others.

How could there be a big fight?

But he thought it was useless. His father died and the family's property was confiscated. In order to support the children in the family and go to school, his mother, a wealthy lady who had never had sex when she was young, went out to work.

But in the end...

Qing Xuwen's distracted eyes looked at the pink cell phone wrapped in a Pacha dog case in his hand. A video was playing continuously on the phone.

The video is very short, only about ten seconds.

But the content captured is extremely clear.

Several masked men in black knocked her unconscious with a stick from behind, and the mother covered her with a sack. There was a sentence left in the video.

Do it yourself.

These words were reserved for his sister.

Qing Xuwen's face was streaked with tears, but his dry eyes could no longer squeeze out any tears.

After that, his innocent sister came over on her own, so there was no need to think too much about what would happen next.

The only thing that made them happy was that their sister was not insulted in the end, but jumped into the river with the sack containing her mother.

Qing Xu Wenqiang climbed up and looked at the Qinjiang River flowing under the stone arch bridge, with a smile on his lips.

"You said you like...the Qinjiang water the most. Now...Qinjiang has always been with you..."

Qing Xuwen's voice was choked with sobs. In just three months, he lost everything in the world.

Under extreme anger, a mysterious power actually emerged from his body, and that power also affected his spirit and work style.

The three big men were tortured to death by him in the end.

But he only had pleasure in his heart, and it seemed to be right. He would naturally be happy when he killed his enemy.

"Aren't you satisfied with just this?" A disembodied voice lingered in his ears like clouds.

"I can give you complete revenge. Your enemy is the Xu family. If you agree to my conditions, you can kill the entire family of your enemy."

Qing Xuwen's eyes, which were like glass beads that had been severely worn, suddenly had a trace of energy and turned slightly, "Are you telling the truth?"

"I will never lie to you. You have also seen that the power just now is not something that a mortal can possess."

"Promise to my conditions and continue to improve your strength to help me obtain this body. I will fulfill all your wishes."

"Really?" Qing Xuwen suddenly changed from the previous decadence and elimination, and his voice was filled with deep-seated hatred, like the ghostly wind blowing up from the Nine Nether Hell.

"of course it's true."

"Okay, I promise you, from now on I will take my father's name and my brother and sister's names, and change my name to Wan Wenxiu!"

A surprising scene appeared: Wan Wenxiu had a white ancient Hanfu on his body out of thin air, and the pure white clothes were like clouds.

There is still an emerald green jade pendant hanging on the young man's waist. Even the young man's appearance has changed and he has become extraordinary handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Then take revenge!" That low and hoarse voice was like a devil's whisper, tempting the greedy world.

"Let the dead you return from the world of the dead and wander around in this world!"

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