1510: C1510 I'm Just a Humanoid Tool

C1510 I'm Just a Humanoid Tool

Aunt Yin seemed to know that Hee Xiucheng was secretly watching her. Her steps were slower and more alluring. When her pure white feet fell on the floor like a deer, Hee Xiucheng suddenly thought of a line left behind by the main character of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Aunt Yin opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of iced tea. When she opened it and took a sip, a smile appeared on her face.

She knew that she would capture this restless man, just as he had been in front of her every day when he was thirteen.

Gently turning around, Aunt Yin's nightgown that was dressed in an 'old' style slowly floated down to the ground without a sound.

Aunt Yin's usual clothes, just like her outer appearance, would only give the impression that she was a shrewd old granny.

But who would have thought that beneath this set of old clothes was a body that made one's heart palpitate?

The most popular style in the world right now was black, it carried a certain charm that could make men bleed from their noses. Hee Xiucheng could no longer maintain his pretended calmness. He turned around, pointed his gun at her and shouted, "Wear your clothes!"

Hee Xiucheng had possessed that enchanting body countless times before. Even though he would always feel a heavy sense of guilt afterwards, he just couldn't refuse it. Perhaps, it was more appropriate to describe Aunt Yin's body as a drug, and once contaminated, he would never be able to get rid of it.

"Hehehe."

Aunt Yin laughed. Her voice was as clear as silver bells. She slowly walked over while stepping on her clothes, "Xiucheng, why do you have to force yourself? You like it, I like making you like it, what's wrong with that? "

"Stop, stop!"

Hee Xiucheng panted like a wild beast. His handgun began to tremble as he yelled, "Don't, don't come over, continue telling your story!"

"Alright, then listen carefully."

Aunt Yin sighed softly and sat on the sofa opposite him. She placed her left hand on her jade-like knee and leaned forward slightly. She asked softly, "Where were you just now?"

He looked at Hee Xiucheng who was sitting under her chin and quickly turned his head. With a hoarse voice, he said, "That night, a round of Red Moon appeared in the sky, it was the fifteenth of the seventh month. The folklore is the day the gates of hell open."

It was on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of that year that, like a lantern, the Red Moon s in the sky illuminated the human path for the ghosts that had rushed out of the gates of hell.

Countless warriors of the prairie waved their scimitars and rushed into the homes of the 'meritorious ministers', including the 'Yan Family' of Shu. They slaughtered without restraint, leaving no one alive.

Yan Family and the rest were all elites from the three great palaces. Although their combat prowess was extremely impressive, who would have thought that after they established the Empire of Dayuan for the plainspeople and enjoyed the prosperity in peace, they would be massacred in the middle of the night?

Most of the experts died in the battle. The entire family of 326, with more than seven hundred chickens, ducks, dogs, and geese – other than Yan Bingwen, a concubine pregnant, and the most loyal servant, everyone else had died in the massacre.

"Rumor has it that hundreds of thousands of people died on that night, and mournful and unwilling roars rang everywhere. The blood that flowed from the ground made the Red Moon turn even redder."

Aunt Yin's pretty face contorted slightly, including her voice. "According to legend, there are people waiting for the sunrise on Mount Tai during the night. In the early hours of the morning, they suddenly saw a new road not far away from the foot of the mountain, and countless people were stumbling forward. Everyone was either brainless or missing an arm, crying as they walked, cursing, and walking towards a city gate at the end of the road."

Hee Xiucheng was also brought into the story. He couldn't help but ask: "Is that the door to hell?"

"I don't know."

Aunt Yin looked at him and said, "After the tourists saw that these people had left, the sun had risen and the mountain was empty."

When the legendary tourists saw this terrifying scene, the Yan Family and many others from the Anggui Cult who were killed by the plainspeople were forced to flee to the west and went to the Himalayas.

If it weren't for the avalanche, if it wasn't for the fact that they were exhausted before the avalanche, these people who had run for their lives would have definitely been caught and killed by the plainspeople.

After the avalanche, the world returned to its former tranquility. Those people of the prairie who had killed until their eyes turned red were now buried under the heavy snow.

Heavens, no end to Yan Family.

Everyone hid in the cave, relying on the moss growing naturally in the belly of the cave.

They discovered that the moss could not only eat, but it could also boost their spirits. The wounds were healing very quickly.

"Is this the raw material for the Worries-forgetting Powder?"

After hearing this, Hee Xiucheng couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, this is the raw material for the Worries-forgetting Powder. It is also a gift from the heavens to my Yan Family and other ancestors to survive."

Aunt Yin nodded and continued, "It was precisely because of these that the ancestors endured the most difficult times and stubbornly survived."

Because the Prairie Emperor himself was the Anggui King, he massacred the masses and escaped calamity. Hence, he changed the order and created the three parts of 'Wolf Killing'.

The Anggui Cult was an organization with more than a thousand years of history. It aimed to topple the Central Plains and restore Lou Lan — This time, although he was brutally killed by the Anggui King, his strength had almost completely disappeared, and the remaining survivors had formed the three divisions of Wolf Killing, everyone still treated themselves as the orthodox methods of Anggui Cult.

During the years when they had avoided the pursuit of the imperial government, the Wolf Killing s had carefully developed. In order to become stronger even more quickly, they had abandoned their sects and began to communicate with each other.

Yan Family, an ancient clan that had existed for thousands of years in Shu, was proficient in changing the face of the gods. However, because the entire clan had been annihilated, the servants who protected Yan Bingwen's concubine only knew a little about it.

Later on, her concubine gave birth to a boy, who was the only living member of Yan Family.

When the boy grew up, the loyal old servant taught him everything he knew about face changing techniques.

Later on, when the boy was married and had children, he imparted the Divine Arts of the Yan Family and its face-changing effects from generation to generation.

At the same time, there were also those who continued to subvert the Central Plains, restoring Lou Lan's mission, and proclaimed themselves to be of the Anggui Cult.

"You must be the descendant of the Yan Family of Shu?"

Hee Xiucheng suddenly asked.

"Yes, your mother and I are the descendants of Yan Family."

Aunt Yin didn't hide anything from Hee Xiucheng and said honestly, "Actually, our surnames are Yan and my real name is Yan Qiao'er. Your mother's real name is Yan Fei Fei. We chose 'silver' to cover our tracks -- but it doesn't matter what my name is. The important thing is that we see hope in you. "

"Yan Qiao`er's name is much better than Yin Jinhua's and Aunt Yin's. It suits your current appearance."

Hee Xiucheng didn't care about what Aunt Yin said after that. He just asked: "A while ago, where was that Yan Moji that was killed by someone? I heard that she can drive away corpses, change faces, and drive away snakes and bugs... what does it have to do with you? "

Grief flowed out of Aunt Yin's eyes as she asked in a low voice, "What do you think?"

"I think so."

Hee Xiucheng smiled and quickly changed the topic: "Where is the Anggui King? She had cultivated the Face-Changing Divine Technique to the extreme. Not only could she hide her true appearance, she could also recklessly become anyone. She is the true descendant of the Yan Family from Shu, right? What does it have to do with you? "

"Back then, before the people of the prairie obtained the world and decided to make a move on us, the ancestors of the meritorious officials, they used all sorts of excuses and offered the most outstanding skills of each sect. The same goes for the Yan Family of Shu. "

Aunt Yin did not answer Hee Xiucheng's question. Instead, she continued to explain to him in a storytelling tone, "The real absolute arts in Shu are just like the Corpse driving arts in the Western Yan Family. They were all obtained by the imperial government … After the purge, the emperor of the Great Prairie who took the Anggui as his standard gave all these absolute arts to his princes and princesses."

"Ah, you're saying that the successive generation of Anggui Kings are all descendants of the Prairie's Imperial Family?"

Hee Xiucheng finally understood what was going on.

Aunt Yin sneered, "Hmph hmph, this is another reason why we don't respect the Anggui King. That Chen Guoguo, is actually the descendant of the Anggui King that the people of the prairie have set down. It was only later, when the people of the grasslands were chased out of the Central Plains, that they were able to regain the mission of bringing disaster to the Central Plains. "

"So that's how it is."

Hee Xiucheng nodded and said, "Continue talking. I want to know what is the relationship between what you are saying and why you don't care about human beings."

"It's actually very simple. The reason I'm telling you this story is to tell you, for the sake of subverting the Central Plains, our three Wolf Killing divisions are willing to sacrifice anything!"

Aunt Yin's charming lips curved into a charming smile and said softly, "At that time, Yan Feifei spent a lot of effort to marry your father. Then, you and Eldest Young Master were born. And after that, as you slowly grow up, the old Military Advisor from the Broken Army started to choose an heir from between you. "

To select a good seedling, Broken Army did not hesitate to expend all his effort to get Yan Feifei to marry into Hee Family. His goal was naturally to have the new generation of advisors appear in the third generation of Hee Family.0

However, what disappointed the old Military Advisor was that Yan Feifei, who carried a heavy burden, did not want his sons to get involved after giving birth to Hee Luori and Hee Xiucheng, so he asked the old Military Advisor to let her sons live a normal life.

After spending so much effort, seeing that he would succeed in another ten years, Yan Feifei decided to retreat. This made the old Military Advisor furious, and he immediately changed his plan — First let Yan Feifei, who knew all of these secrets, die, and then sent Yan Qiao`er, who was much more determined than she was, to come to Hee Family as a babysitter.

Hee Xiucheng's expression changed drastically: "Ah, my mom, my mom was killed by someone?"

"What's so strange about that? She betrayed the organization first and deserved to die."

Aunt Yin said indifferently.

"You!"

Hee Xiucheng once again raised his hand and growled, "Yan Qiao`er, are you still human? You are Yan Feifei's sister, how can you be so cold-blooded and do this for such a bullshit cause of restoration?"

"I'm not a human, I'm just a tool used by the organization to restore Lou Lan."

Aunt Yin remained indifferent as she asked, "Do you still want to hear me continue?"

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