The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting with Gu Refining

The scorching sun hung in the sky, and a long, mostly dry river stretched across the earth.

This place is located on the edge of Yunze Mansion, close to Danhe Mansion.

A group of ragged people walked along the river. From time to time, someone turned to the river bed and dug for something in the mud.

As the distance increased, it turned out that these people were all displaced victims of the disaster, who had wandered all the way here.

They mostly walk along rivers, and there are many grass roots and bark on the river banks. If you are lucky, you can still pick up some dead fish and shrimps.

At noon, many refugees were sleeping under the shade of trees, hoping to wait until the sun had passed before walking forward later.

"Give it back to me, this fish is mine."

"Let go, if you keep insisting, I will beat you to death."

"Don't hit my mother, we don't want any more fish." The cries of women and children rang out from the river bed.

The people who were paralyzed in the shade of the tree turned their heads and saw that a man and a woman were fighting in the mud. What they were fighting over was a dead fish that had been dried in the sun.

No one intervened among the more than two hundred people present, and they all looked numb. They had seen this kind of thing too many times.

The young ones robbed the old ones, the men robbed the women, the strong ones robbed the thin and weak ones... In the end, the ones who were bullied the most were the old, weak, women and children.

If there is no man in a family or a group of people, it will most likely be difficult to survive along the way.

If a little beauty comes out, the end will be even worse. The family often dies before they can get far, and the little beauty is the only one kidnapped.

In this current world, people are like animals in the mountains and forests, some are strong while others are weak.

It's not that warm-hearted people don't have their faults, but except for a few who are violent and violent, the rest have long since become bones on the roadside.

"My Mr. Liu has six servants, and he has two meals a day." At this time, shouts came from the avenue not far from the river.

"My Mr. Wang wants seven servants. He will take them and leave immediately."

"My Mr. Yan wants eight people this time, and they will be paid one penny a month."...

The refugees looked up and saw a group of men dressed as servants shouting and yelling at each other.

These servants act like dogs to others, and they also want to gain face when they come out to take in some servants.

As for the child servants they brought back, the good-looking male servants might become housekeepers, while the more attractive female servants might become bed-servants.

As for those who are sick, weak, and ugly, they do the dirtiest and most despicable hard work, and are often beaten to death by their masters.

But despite this, for the refugees, this is also a way to survive.

"Let's go there quickly." Among the two hundred or so refugees, almost all those who came out with their children ran over.

On the river bed, the mother and son who were pushed down in the mud struggled to crawl out.

"A son can be exchanged for four taels of silver, and a woman can be exchanged for two taels of silver." A servant opened the wooden cage on the car.

The cage was simply covered with some hay, and the entire wooden cage seemed to be used to contain animals.

"You don't need any money, just exchange for two bags of grain. Come here, little one. You won't have to go hungry if you go with me." The woman said and was about to send the child to the carriage.

"My child seems to be strong and has a big frame, but he is a little thinner."

"Look at my child, girl. A bag of grain is enough. Yingying, come up quickly."...

There were more than 80 refugees, plus servants from various families, and at one time hundreds of people were crowded there, quarreling constantly.

Under the shade of the trees, the other refugees were watching the excitement, and suddenly felt a shock on their heads pillowed on the ground.

They all looked sideways, and at the next glance, they were all frightened to death, and their bodies shrank into a ball subconsciously.

"Drive, drive."

"Drive, drive, drive..."

Under the bright sun, a column of hundreds of sergeants galloped wildly.

The whole team is like a whole, up and down, uniform, bringing up a strong whistling wind.

The hundred demon-blooded horses stepped forward with astonishing momentum. They almost all jumped up and then stepped on the ground together.

Wherever they passed, the vegetation on both sides of the road danced wildly due to the strong wind, and even clods of soil broke apart.

Behind the team, there was a chariot pulled by two horses. The curtains of the chariot were not fluttering in the wind, but bulging outwards in all directions.

If there is a martial artist here, he will be able to tell at a glance that there is a master who has cultivated to the Five Palaces realm in the car. This is the martial artist's true energy leaving the body.

The first three levels of martial arts are to refine the true energy, the fourth level is to cultivate the golden body, and refine the energy to become a gang.

As for the second level, the martial artist needs to nourish the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys of the Five Prefectures in order to be able to withstand the powerful Qi that is enough to leave the body.

"Stop." The first sergeant whipped his horse whip and shouted loudly.

The hundreds of riders behind him stopped their forward movement in just three or two steps.

"Everyone, get out of here and get out of the way."

He shouted loudly, but the refugees were afraid that their servants would leave, so they were sending their children to the carriage.

This roar not only failed to disperse the refugees, but caused the refugees and the servants to fight with each other. One side wanted to leave, while the other side demanded that they take their children with them.

The leading sergeant did not shout a second time, but with a cruel smile on his lips, he turned and walked towards the chariot behind the team.

"Captain Ma, there are ignorant and unruly people blocking the way ahead."

"Beheaded, why disturb my practice?" A man's indifferent voice came from inside the car.

"There are a lot of people! There are also big households among them."

"Big business? They are just a bunch of local dogs who have made some windfall with no power and power. Just kill them all!"

"It's an order." The leading sergeant's smile grew thicker.

He knew clearly the consequences of reporting Captain Ma, but he just reported it and replaced him without taking any responsibility.

"We are ordered to kill demons. Anyone who stands in the way will die."

Amidst the loud shouts, hundreds of demon-blooded horses rushed across, with sergeants on the horses wearing iron armor and carrying long knives.

A stream of iron rushed through the avenue like this. They all practiced martial arts, refined their Qi into their marrow, and became powerful.

And the people opposite them were almost all thin and thin refugees. As for the twenty or so servants, they had only practiced some superficial kung fu at the master's house.

"Ah, ah ah..."

with no doubt! Screams and wails immediately resounded through the avenue, and they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

In the shade of the trees below, the remaining refugees were terrified, and many were so frightened that they burst into tears on the spot.

That stream of iron was like a huge stone crushing flesh, leaving corpses everywhere it passed! The human body was trampled to pieces by iron hoofs!

Until the group of military masters walked away, the hundreds of refugees under the tree were still cowering and sitting there as if they were frightened.

In the evening, the sky gradually became overcast.

A strong wind blew up, and in a blink of an eye, it rained heavily.

The refugees were weak and did not dare to be caught in the heavy rain, so they all huddled under trees with larger crowns to take shelter from the rain.

Under the gloomy sky, another carriage was approaching on the road.

The carriage didn't look big. The curtains were made of spliced ​​animal furs. It looked like an Orion carriage.

On the front of the car were two hunters, one old and one young, wearing raincoats.

"Huh..." The old hunter suddenly stopped the carriage.

There were corpses lying everywhere in front of where they stopped. It was so miserable that most of the road was blocked.

"Old Huang, are some people dead outside? Just clear the road and quickly find a shelter from the rain." The man's gentle voice came from the car, and he had already smelled the smell of blood.

The old hunter trembled when he heard the sound, knowing that it was the second master who had spoken.

The second master looked angry at the book, but after eight days of traveling all the way, several waves of people had been slaughtered by the second master.

The grandfather and grandson didn't even see how the second master took action. They saw vines and trees running around everywhere, and all thieves and people who blocked the way were turned into meat skewers.

"Yes, yes, I'm on my way." Lao Huang patted Xiao Fuzi beside him.

Xiao Fuzi's body bones were open and his strength was strong. He quickly got out of the car and dragged away the corpses blocking the road.

After a while, the carriage disappeared into the rain, leaving only the refugees here seeking survival under the heavy rain.