the rain comes down in a deluge.
The sky is dark and the climate is cold. Endless rain pours into the villa in the suburbs.
It rained heavily for a long time. Whole villa was quiet and seemed uninhabited.
In a room in the villa, there is a humble cellar under the originally ornate and exquisite floor.
Suddenly, the lid of the cellar moved.
One after another, and then the lid of the cellar slowly opened a crack.
A boy of 14 or 5 years old showed a pair of eyes from the gap and looked at the appearance through the half open cellar door.
He saw a sharp red.
Like the red of the dye shop, the bright red splashed by large areas, the dark red mixed with unknown broken meat, and the brick red mixed with the soil formed a living hell and appeared in front of him.
The boy was frightened and the cellar door closed again. He rolled back into the corner inside the cellar.
Outside, the thick blood gas was still floating towards the interior of the cellar.
Then another day passed.
The things in the cellar had long been eaten up, and the rain had not stopped. He was thirsty, so he drank the rain from the entrance of the cellar.
There was a strange smell of rust in the rain, and even a bad smell.
Drinking, the boy retched.
If he stays here all the time, he will still die.
The boy thought so.
So he summoned up his courage, tried to open the cellar again, grabbed the edge of the cellar with his hand, jumped hard and climbed up.
He has some shallow internal power, which his parents taught him.
In those days, he was still the young master of the villa, with a proud temper. His parents asked him to practice martial arts, but he refused to practice well. He always said that the villa was an expert and let others do it. Why bother him?
Now, teenagers only hate that they didn''t work hard.
If he practiced martial arts well, he might not be so powerless at least.
That day, my father took people to meet the enemy who came to destroy Chuang Tzu, but my mother only had time to push him into the cellar and told him not to come out unless he had to, and then disguised the entrance and left.
Then, the boy obeyed his mother''s orders, hid in the cellar and listened to the sound outside, but he didn''t dare to make a sound at all.
He knew what was going on outside.
Remorse and pain were intertwined in his heart.
He didn''t dare to leave the cellar until there was no movement and four days later, he couldn''t stay.
Finally, he stood up straight. The boy breathed heavily and looked at the scene in front of him.
The house was full of stumps and blood stains. Those who had spoken to him alive now piled up on the ground in an inhuman form.
He held back his fear and walked out of the house.
To leave here and go far away, he wants to live, live!
Unfortunately, it didn''t work out.
The blade reflected the raindrops and appeared in front of him.
The bright blade was against his chest.
"Where are you going?"
A joking voice came from behind, which made him feel very familiar.
It was the voice that killed his mother, father and many others in the village.
He looked back slowly.
It was a thin man with disheveled hair, dirty body and blood stains. However, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.
"What kind of little mouse do I say? It''s the remnant of lvmei villa. Ha ha, I came back to find some money to spend. Unexpectedly, I caught a fish out of the net."
The blade walked upstream of the boy''s neck and limbs.
"Let me see. Is it more convenient to cut off your head directly to receive the reward, or to cut off your arms and legs in half to prevent you from running away and then take you to receive the reward?
Hearing this, the young man''s eyes were full of despair.
The thin man just played with a knife on him and seemed to enjoy the process.
Suddenly, the boy roared and threw himself at the thin man close at hand. He suddenly stretched out his hand and held a sharp dagger in his palm!
Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce into the thin man''s chest, he suddenly smiled grimly.
"Naive!"
The man stepped away and returned to the knife. He was so fast that he hit the dagger with a knife. When the blade touched the dagger, the young man''s wrist was like lightning. It seemed that he was trying to show off his skills. When the man hit the dagger on the blade, the dagger was bounced away by his knife and flew far away.
He didn''t want to kill the only boy left at once, but held him like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Come on, let''s play more."
The thin man scratched the boy''s neck with a knife. The sharp blade cut the skin of his neck, and blood flowed down the knife.
"So bad, let''s play a game where you run faster or my knife cuts your head faster, OK?"
As soon as the knife was released, the boy ran away.
The land retreated rapidly at the boy''s feet, and the uneven road bumped his body up and down.
However, no matter how fast he ran, a cold blade was always close to the back of his neck and slightly cut into the meat, so that the tingling feeling was always with him.
What a tall and thin man''s martial arts and control over weapons!
Just when the boy was out of breath and couldn''t run any more, he already felt that the wound behind him was getting more and more painful, and the knife seemed to be cutting off his neck.
Terrible laughter sounded behind his head.
"It seems that this game..."
The young man stumbled and fell to the ground.
The voice whispered behind him:
"You, lost, lost!"
Dead? Dead? The boy thought painfully in his heart. Father, mother, I''ve come to be with you.
At this time, the change suddenly occurred.
In the sky, suddenly there was a flash of lightning.
A silent, slender bolt of lightning.
No, that''s not lightning!
It was a boundless rain curtain, reflecting an incomparably dazzling light in mid air!
Where the light shines, behind!
The boy turned and looked back at the position where the light appeared.
The scene that came into his eyes at that time eventually became a miracle that he could not forget all his life.
A gorgeous sword light swept through the heavy rain. Whether it was the thin man just now or the continuous rain curtain, it was cut in half by the sword light!
Is it a miracle or a dream?
He couldn''t believe it and stared at the split place until the man who split into two halves flew out in two different directions and fell to the ground.
Looking at the motionless debris on the ground, he believed that this was a reality, not a dream.
The boy looked up and saw a bright yellow embroidered girl standing where the sword light disappeared. On her train, there were embroidered red carp swimming lively and lifelike.
The girl was holding two swords. Although she stood in the rain, there was no trace of wet marks on her clothes.
Under the dark sky, she was as bright as the sun, emitting scorching light and heat, reflecting the young man''s vision.
The girl in the yellow dress raised her sword to her eyes. The sword had just cut someone, but it was still smooth and bright, like a flood of autumn water without any blood.
"Wow, you are a sword fairy! I decided to make you a beautiful girl!" A lively voice came from afar.
With the sound came another woman with a lotus leaf umbrella.