The sun was scorching, and the air was scorching like fire. All things in heaven and earth are like being roasted in a furnace, scorching and irritable.

On the cross street, people with hot bluestone floors can't settle down. However, at this very moment, hundreds of prisoners with disheveled capes were kneeling on the hot ground that could burn and blister their skin. Some of them were dressed in fine clothes, some were ragged; Men and women, young and old. There are those who are pampered, and there are those who are full of dust and frost. Everyone was tied up and knelt on the ground in a strange and uncomfortable position, and their bodies writhed uncomfortably.

Around them, the blades of thousands of heavily armed soldiers shone with a blinding light. They formed a large circle and surrounded these hundreds of men, women, and children as if they were facing a great enemy. Dozens of executioners with half-crossed shoulders, revealing their bodies full of flesh, and holding red silk handle-wrapped ghost head knives stood in front of men, women, and children all over the ground, all of them fierce and vicious, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty essence.

A few streets outside the soldiers and under the eaves of the shops, a large number of people were watching from the sidelines, and they were pointing and chatting with the prisoners in the field. Some sighed regretfully, while others showed expressions of happy anticipation.

Bang bang bang!

The gong sounded three times. The scorching and noisy noise died away, and the room fell silent, and everyone craned their necks to look into the execution ground.

A military general in shining armor rushed from the street to a bamboo shed to the north, and as he ran, the red tassels on his helmet were burning and jumping like a ball of fire.

"Lord Qi Wu and all the prisoners, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, can they be executed?" The general bowed his hand to the bamboo hut and sat upright in the middle of the seven or eight officials and saluted.

An official in a scarlet official robe sitting in the center nodded slightly and stood up. He reached into his sleeve and took out a roll of bright yellow holy decrees. Surrounded by seven or eight officials, the official slowly walked to the center of the street, his eyes scanning the kneeling prisoners on the ground like lightning, and began to recite the holy decree aloud.

"Fengtian carrier, the Great Zhou Emperor edict said: Check the Lin clan in Hangzhou, form a party for hegemony, interfere in the country, have bad intentions, collude with officials, and fish and meat the people. It is the carbuncle of my Great Zhou, the disaster of the world, not killing is not enough to comfort the world, and not killing is not enough to anger the people. This edict ordered the Lin clan to immediately behead all the doors, and the nine clans were punished, and the family property was confiscated. Chin this! ”

After the official finished reciting the holy decree, he reached out and took the token from the hand of the attendant beside him, raised his hand and threw it in the air, and shouted: "Verify the correct body, execute!" ”

The token landed with a crisp crackling sound, and as the sound of the token landing sounded, the red tassel general waved his hand and shouted: "Execution." ”

Dozens of executioners shouted in unison and strode into the crowd of prisoners. Ahead, two gray-haired old men kneeling on the ground raised their heads, their faces full of despair. The glittering sword light reflected the strong sunlight, making them unable to open their eyes. The Ghost Head Knife was raised high, and dozens of bright lights flashed at the same time. The knife fell, and the heads of the two old men and the heads of dozens of boys and girls around them instantly rolled into the dust.

Blood splattered, and the prisoners in the rear let out frightening weeps and screams, and they howled and screamed in mourning. They writhed, wriggling like worms. But the sturdy ropes of the bundle made it difficult for them to move. Some people cursed loudly, some pleaded bitterly, and some were incontinent and collapsed on the ground. But in any case, the fate of all is already sealed.

The executioners moved quickly, and after cutting off a batch of heads, they continued to cut off the next batch. There was not even a hint of pity on their faces, these people were like wood in their eyes, and cutting off their heads was just an errand.

The sword flashed, and dozens of heads rolled to the ground. The corpses lay on the ground, and blood flowed profusely.

All the prisoners were crying and wailing, cursing and pleading, but in the northwest corner, a handsome middle-aged man with a big tie did not have any struggle or scream. He raised his head, his eyes calmly watching the slaughter in front of him, without the slightest resentment or fear on his face, but as if with a sense of relief.

An executioner walked towards him with a bloody broadsword, and instead of showing horror on the face of the middle-aged man, he smiled at the fierce executioner.

"What?" The executioner frowned and shouted.

"Brother, please start more steadily, so that I will suffer less. Thank you very much. The middle-aged man said in a low voice.

The executioner was stunned, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The blood-dripping broadsword drew a red afterimage in the sky, and with a swing of the knife, the handsome head of the middle-aged man flew out three feet, and a cavity of hot blood sprayed on the scorching ground, and a layer of hot bubbles bubbled up with a stabbing sound. The executioner seemed to hear a soft sigh from the mouth of the head that flew to the ground.

……

Ah~ah~!

In the dark room, a figure on the tent-shrouded tooth bed sat up with a scream. His chest rose and fell violently, and he looked around in panic, sweating profusely.

Those desperate cries still echoed in my mind, the bloody scenes were still vivid, and my body was still trembling nervously. But suddenly, it all disappeared like a dream. There was silence in all directions, the summer insects chirping outside the window, and the reflections of the flowers and trees under the porch on the blue screen window swayed gently. Everything is quiet and serene.

The figure sat for a moment, then lifted the mosquito net and leaned out, revealing a young face. The face was confused and puzzled, and he looked around into the dimly lit room. The more he looked at it, the more confused and puzzled the young man's face became, and the more suspicious he became.

The young man got out of bed with a frown on his forehead, walked slowly around the room barefoot, and then walked to the long window, and stretched out his hand to push open the long blue gauze window. Outside the window, the moon is in the sky, silent and cool. The cool night breeze blew across the sky, and the leaves in the yard made a soft rattling sound, like a lover's whisper. The bright moonlight shone in through the window, illuminating the young man's face. The young man was very handsome, with thick eyebrows, thin lips and high nose, but there was a mysterious wind and frost between the immature eyebrows.

"It's ...... What happened? The boy frowned and thought, reaching out and touching his neck a few times. The skin on the neck is smooth and unmistakable.

"I'm not...... Have you been beheaded? ”

The heart-rending cries in my head, the bloody light and the scene of people's heads still clearly present in my memory. Was it just a nightmare?

But the boy quickly rejected that it was a dream, and that the things he had experienced in those twelve years were vivid and vivid, and it was definitely not a dream.

"Did you become a ghost after you died?" The boy turned his head to look behind him, and there was a shadow. Ghosts have no shadows, and they are obviously not ghosts. Silently in the chest, there is a hot, violent heartbeat that does not stop.

"Could it be...... Reborn? ”

This terrifying thought flashed through the young man's mind, and he was stunned, his body froze in place like a clay wood sculpture, dumbfounded.

Tuk tuk! A soft knock on the door woke the frozen teenager.

"Who is it?" The boy asked vigilantly.

"Second son, it's me." A timid voice came from outside the door.

With a look of surprise on the boy's face, he rushed to the door and pulled it open. A beautiful girl was standing in front of the door with a candle.

"I heard the second son seem to shout a few times just now, and I don't know what happened, so I ...... Come and take a look. Did the second son have a nightmare? The girl's eyes were full of concern.

The young man's eyes widened and he grabbed the girl's shoulders, shook and said hurriedly, "Green Dance, is that you?" ”

The girl's face flushed, and she said in surprise: "It's me, Childe, what's wrong with you?" ”

The young man was short of breath and asked again, "Is it really you?" Aren't you already ......, just tell me, what day is today? ”

"June 12th, Childe, why do you ask this?" The girl named Green Dance was already a little panicked.

"Green Dance, tell me again, what year is it?"

“…… Qingfeng is two years. Childe, what the hell is wrong with you? The girl sensed that something was wrong, and looked at the young man's pale face with concern.

"Qingfeng two years?" The young man took a few steps back, sat on the chair, and muttered, "Qingfeng is the second year...... Twelve years ago...... It was really ...... 12 years ago."

Green Dance hurriedly put the candlestick on the table, stretched out her slender hand to caress the young man's forehead, and found that the young man's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his tentacles were hot. Green Dance panicked: "Oops, Childe is really sick, I'll go and ask Lang Zhong to go." ”

The young man waved his hand weakly and said, "No need to go, I'm fine, I'm just thirsty." Just go and pour me some tea." ”

"Okay, Green Dance will make tea for Childe." The pretty girl hurriedly turned around and walked out of the door with her feet.

……

The moon is in the sky, and the night is quiet.

The summer night breeze blows through the huge city, sweeping away the heat and noise of the day. It has passed, except for the melodious music and laughter in the brothels in the flower street and willow alleys, most of the streets and alleys of this city have long been silent.

This is an ordinary summer night in Hangzhou Mansion on Liangzhejiang Road in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Every day after the beginning of summer, the people of Hangzhou can only sleep peacefully for a few hours after the middle of the night. Because after midnight, the hustle and bustle of the bustling city and the heat of the day are also full, and people can sleep peacefully. Therefore, few people come to stay up late at this suitable time to fall asleep.

However, in a small courtyard located in the corner of the west courtyard of the Lin family's mansion in Yongjinmen, the light of the main landlord's first cottage has been on since the second watch, and it has not been extinguished until this moment. On the blue veil of the long carved window on the floor, a motionless figure is reflected on it like a clay wood carving, and it has been two hours.

In the room, a small table was placed under the window, and a young man in thin clothes was sitting quietly next to the small table with his cheeks on his cheeks, his eyes looking through the transparent blue veil on the long window, looking at the bright moon in the sky that had gone west. It's been three days, and the boy has been sitting here like this for three days in a row since he woke up.

It looked like the boy was admiring the moon, but his expression didn't look like he was admiring the moon. His brows furrowed visibly, his eyes full of confusion, and he was in a state of ecstasy and thoughts.

The young man's name is Lin Jue, and he is the second son of the third room of the Lin family in Hangzhou. said that he was the second son, but in fact he was the son of a concubine. In these years, the status of the son of the concubine is extremely low. Therefore, his residence is this humble courtyard. And in the exquisite small building with carved beams and paintings in the three-room courtyard at the back of the small courtyard, it is the real owner of the three-room who lives.

The young man's thoughts were fluttering and churning, and his mind was boiling like boiling water: it had been twelve years, and it had been twelve years since he had traveled from the afterlife. The day I came here was also such a moonlit summer night. On that night twelve years ago, when he opened his eyes, he found that his soul was possessed by this eighteen-year-old boy named Lin Jue, and he traveled to this dynasty called the Great Zhou Dynasty and began another journey.

In the era of the later generations he traveled through, he committed suicide because of a failure in life. But he didn't expect that death to give him eternal peace. The life after the crossing is not colorful, let alone ambitious. He didn't achieve a great career like the time-traveler in novels, books, movies and TV series, but only lived here in a muddy state for 12 years, and lived a life of 12 years without any achievements.

It's not that he doesn't want to live a wonderful life, it's not that he doesn't want to achieve a lot of achievements, but in the life after the time-travel, the reality is cruel and terrible. Every choice I made seemed to be wrong, and this series of mistakes eventually led to nothing for me.

Just as he was reinvigorated and his situation improved, it was too late. When he was thirty years old, he had just been admitted to the imperial examination, and his future seemed bright, but a catastrophe suddenly came. And then it all came to an abrupt end. The 12 years of life that have passed through are like a dull and boring dream, which has been annihilated without brilliance after the arrival of the catastrophe.

Before being beheaded, Lin Jue even had a sense of relief in his heart. The life of the crossing ended in failure again, and this time it should always fall into the vastness forever, and there will be no more troubles. But I don't know if it was favored or cursed by some mysterious power, when Lin Jue opened his eyes again, he found that he had been reborn.

Just three days ago on the night, the wheel of time threw itself to the starting point that it had crossed twelve years ago, and returned to the moment when it had crossed over twelve years ago. When the eighteen-year-old himself opened his eyes from the bed, he was still lying in this small house in the west courtyard of the Lin family's mansion. As quiet and peaceful as the night after the time travel, everything remained the same. At that time, my mind was still full of bloodshot eyes before death, and the bitter crying and wailing before death, but everything suddenly disappeared, far away from me.

Like the shock brought by the crossing, this rebirth also made me panic. How ridiculous and unreal all this is, it is simply unbelievable that the two horrific worldly things of time travel and rebirth have happened to me.

Lin Jue suspected that he was crazy, or that he was trapped in a deep dream, suspecting that all this was fake. But after three days of adaptation and hard thinking, he had to admit that it was all true.

Twelve years ago, when he crossed over, Lin Jue had the same idea. But the truth is that he really lived in this era for twelve years. Then everything at this moment is obviously not a dream, and the only explanation for all this can only be described by the words 'creation and making people'.

Maybe he was given some kind of mission in the dark, or maybe he failed to complete his mission because of his inaction, so God gave him the opportunity again and again, asking him to do something? Lin Jue didn't know. But now, Lin Jue didn't have the heart to think about what kind of sacred mission he had shouldered, he only cared about one thing, and that was how he should face this new rebirth.

For three days, Lin Jue was thinking about a question repeatedly. I have failed twice in my previous life, do I have to repeat the same mistakes in this life? In the previous life, the entire Lin family was wiped out, and he ended up dying with the entire Lin family at the age of thirty. So in this life, do you let all this happen and do nothing?

The answer is obviously no, Lin Jue has thought very clearly in the past three days, and has already made a decision. Although the Lin family he is in does not have any family affection and warmth for himself. Even the experience of the previous life told me that the Lin family gave me more bullying and bullying. But the catastrophe at the age of thirty was a disaster for the entire Lin family, and as long as his surname was Lin, he couldn't get out of it. The decision-making mistakes of the upper echelons of the Lin family led to the tragedy of extermination. So in this life, how can I allow this to happen again? Even if it's not for the Lin family, it should be for yourself and those around you who were good to you in the previous life.

"In this life, we can't repeat the mistakes of the past. It's only three things, how can this third life be spent in a mess again. Not to mention for the country and the people, you must always have a good start and a good end, a wife and concubines, and a house full of children and grandchildren. Lin Jue muttered to himself to the bright moon in the sky.

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