Broken Night

sequence one

At the junction of north and south, there is a front.

The North and the South have been at war for a long time, and they do not like each other. They have to fight at least several times a year.

This front is also known as the **** front.

And beside the battle line, there is a long river. This long river descends from the south, passes through the **** front in the middle, and then reaches the north. To the south, this long river is the foundation for the southerners to enjoy spring all year round and good plants, so the southerners call it the mother river, and even some villagers who live on the edge of the river and make a living by fishing and farming are even more worshipped. To sacrifice to this river, incense sacrifices are offered every year.

But to northerners, this river is known as the Red River.

Because this long river goes through a **** front.

Every civil war, there are always countless corpses dyeing its long river red, like a long red canvas, mixed with the corpses of people from the south or the north going north. Countless families of northern soldiers will wait here, hoping that the family whose life and death are unknown will go down the river here and retrieve their bodies for burial.

Therefore, Honghe is a love-hate emotion for northerners.

The sea has an end and an edge, and so does the river.

In the north, the end of the Red River goes deep into the northern territory. At the end of this red river, and further north is the extreme north, where there are few people and even beasts are rare, which is a forbidden place for human beings.

But the end of the Red River was originally another forbidden area.

The Red River took the corpses and blood of the soldiers from the north and the south to the north, and most of the corpses that were not claimed would continue to flow until they reached the end of the Red River. The unclaimed corpses were stranded at the end of the Red River one by one, causing the place to be extremely sinister.

But nothing can affect people's pursuit of interests.

Among the warriors of the north and south, there will naturally be powerful tattoo masters or tattoo artists. And when their dead bodies die, they die as a sweet cake. Someone once here, picked up the corpse of a Si Gong and obtained the tattoo soldier after his death, and became a rich man.

Since then, countless profit-seeking people have regarded the end of the Red River as a place for Taobao. It's just because the yin and evil spirits here are extremely heavy, and the corpses that have not been dealt with for a long time, people who stay here for a long time will contract various diseases.

But there is no disease, more terrible than poverty.

This so-called forbidden place is still like a prickly pie, attracting countless people to Taobao, but one by one, they die, creating new corpses and new treasures.

...

"Damn it." A scrawny man with a greedy glint flashed in his eyes. In front of him was a mountain of corpses.

A mountain of corpses made of hundreds of corpses.

But he ignored the annoying flies that were constantly flying and circling, and even ate some of the flies that flew into his mouth, while humming a little song: "Why is it raining... Trouble! The corpses in the rain are very bad It's disgusting!"

He is the third mouse, a famous corpse hunter at the end of the Red River.

He has been scouring corpses here for five years and is a well-known corpse hunter.

Because he was able to shop here for a full five years, he was an ordinary person, and he contracted a serious illness and died a year or two ago. And he was able to stand here for five years because he was a tattoo artist of the two palaces. Few tattooists are willing to do such dirty work. The tattooists have their own pride. Even if it is possible to obtain the inheritance or tattoo soldiers of the dead powerful tattooists, they are reluctant to come here to deal with the corpses.

But the third mouse did not think so.

He didn't say how talented he was, and he didn't have a backer. Being able to break through to the two palaces is already his limit, plus he looks a bit obscene, and not many famous families hire him as a nursing home. In a fit of anger, Mouse San came to the end of the Red River and stayed there for five years.

In the past five years, he has also found a lot of good things and saved a lot of money. In fact, this is his last year here. As a tattoo artist, he is quite familiar with his own physical condition. Five years is already his limit. If he stays any longer, he will only get sick and die like those commoners. This is not what the mercenary Mouse San pursues.

Now that you have accumulated a lot of money, naturally you have to enjoy it!

His eyes flashed and he looked at a corpse whose chest was opened and belly ripped open, and then he stretched out his hand and plunged straight into the corpse's intestines, pulling out a plum dart. Mouse San's eyes glowed: "Good stuff! Hidden weapon tattoos!? This is a one-time treasure, and only those local tyrants are qualified to use it!" Put it in the bag behind him and continue his work today.

Boom!

There was another thunder in the sky.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, making the end of the already **** Red River even more treacherous.

But none of these can affect the third mouse. If nothing else, people who are afraid of ghosts and ghosts will not appear at the end of the Red River. So no matter how terrifying and weird this place is, it will have no effect on the corpse hunters.

Boom! !

The sky seemed to be angry at the disrespect of the three mice, and a faint blue thunder and lightning fell from the sky, hitting the corpse mountain in front of the three mice!

The scene in front of him was instantly filled with flesh and blood, and countless corpses were chopped and rolled, and some of them were directly burned with a burst of fleshy aroma, which made the third mouse a little hungry. Mouse San looked at his body, which was covered in blood and fragments because of this thunder, with a little disgust, and sighed softly, "It looks like I have to finish work early today."

But thinking of the extraordinaryness of the plum blossom dart behind him, his mood also improved.

When he turned to leave, his footsteps stopped.

Time seemed to be frozen, and the mouse Sanyi didn't move. If the rain hit him again, he was frozen as if he was being tapped.

"Wow…"

"Wow…"

Mouse San was stunned and looked at the corpse mountain.

Wow…

Is that... crying?

Mouse San ran to the corpse mountain and started digging desperately.

Keep digging, keep digging. Countless corpses were thrown down the mountain of corpses by him like garbage. As a tattooist of the two palaces, it was not difficult for him to throw away an adult at will, until he dug to the bottom of the mountain of corpses.

Blood and rain form a small puddle here.

And above this puddle, a baby is crying.

When the baby saw Mouse San, he stopped crying and looked at Mouse San with curiosity.

"Baby from here!" The baby's double lintel was dark green. He was not afraid of life, just staring at Qing and the mouse three times. The three mice were curious, picked up the baby and left.

This is a baby born from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The third mouse did not know what decision he had made today.