A Soul From A Thousand Years Later!
(Second chapter!!!!) Once again, he had to use Thunderbolt's character as a prototype!!）
This was the world from two thousand years ago. The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, was in power. He imposed tyranny and continued to expand the territory of the Qin State. Many countries were destroyed and their families were killed, and blood flowed like rivers. There were many rebel armies everywhere, but they all fell under the ferocious iron hooves of the Qin State. This was an era of slaughter, and the only law of survival was the law of the jungle. If one wanted to survive, one had to rely on oneself and the weapons in their hands.。。。
My name is Bai Wu…" I came from two thousand years in the future. I don't remember anything except my name. I only remember that I came to this world because I died. I don't remember why I came to this world. I only remember the word 'search'.？I can't remember, but this is my real identity.。。I have another identity in this era.。。It was called…Meng Yi!
My father's name is Meng Wu. After the famous general Meng Ao, I have an elder brother named Meng Tian. He is the newest talent of the Meng family. Although he is only seventeen years old, he is already the trusted aide of the King of Qin, Ying Zheng. His Golden Fire Cavalry are even more terrifying on the battlefield.。。In his memories, he was a little beggar who had been separated from his family since he was young and had been begging and stealing on the streets for a living.。。。
This year, I was only seven years old. I was beaten up because I stole food from others. In this era, no one would pity someone because the outcome of a pitiful person was to starve to death. Therefore, they didn't pity a seven year old child. After a series of beatings, one died and retained his physical body. The other lost his physical body, but his soul still existed. The two of them became one person.。。I've never admitted that my name is Meng Yi.
The resurrection of the dead had frightened countless people.。。。They thought that I was a demon and wanted to kill me again. The chaos attracted the high and mighty young general, the trusted general of the King of Qin. His name was Meng Tian.。。He recognized me…He recognized that I was a member of the Meng family, so he brought me back to the Meng family. Perhaps it was not bad. At least I didn't have to live a vagrant life.
However, after returning to the Meng family, my painful life didn't disappear. This place that everyone envied was only shackled one after another. Because of the mark on my arm, I was shackled even more. The members of the Meng family were all experts on the battlefield. I, who didn't have any descendants, couldn't fall behind. They wanted to train me.。。But this training…
Only by killing, killing, and seeing blood, could a seven-year-old child experience the blood of the battlefield. Why?？Because they had to hold onto their positions in front of Ying Zheng, but in front of a seven-year-old body and a mature soul, they seemed extremely ugly. Only the " big brother " who had discovered him and brought him back was truly concerned about him. However, his philosophy was still the same as his cheap father.
Finally, half a year later, the Meng family discovered the problem. My growth had exceeded their imagination, and they didn't even dare to put me on the training ground anymore because…。。。Those who appeared in front of me to kill, whether they were captured enemies or people from the Meng family, would all die. They finally saw how terrifying a seven-year-old child was. Killing people was no longer difficult for me. I just had to raise my cold blade and strike.。。。
They didn't dare to train me anymore. Under Meng Wu's signal, I left the military camp. He invited a teacher to teach me literature.。。。" At this moment, I'm no longer something they can control." Meng Wu's heart was moved. He wanted to kill me. He wanted to kill a child who had been lost for many years and found him again. I didn't resist. Even if a walking corpse died, I wouldn't feel anything. However, Meng Tian appeared at this moment and he kept his life.
I was sent to a deep valley outside the city to reflect on myself. This valley was guarded by the Meng family. I couldn't leave and didn't have freedom. I built a small hut in this secluded valley, but there was nothing. They didn't allow me to come into contact with any tools that might be related to killing, so I was trapped in this valley.。。The endless loneliness made me feel extremely lonely. I hated this feeling.
It was unknown if it was the mercy of the heavens, but three months after they arrived here, it was snowing in the deep valley in midsummer.。。A silver crystal-like world enveloped the entire valley.。。Xianyang City beside the valley was under the scorching sun. I didn't know when it had become the only thing I could do every day, sitting quietly in the valley and leaning against a cold rock, listening to the wind and admiring the snow.
Snow could fly out of the valley, but I was trapped in the valley. The silence and loneliness made me feel sick. I didn't want to stay here. I wanted to leave. There was only one way to leave, and that was to kill. I needed a weapon, a sword, but they couldn't give it to me, so I could only forge it myself.
One day, Meng Tian came. He saw me holding a stone and hitting a strange stone. He asked me what I was doing.？I didn't hide it, I told him...。" I forged a sword long ago. I want to forge a sword, kill everyone here, and then leave this place. When Meng Tian heard me, she only felt that this was a child's way of thinking and loved naivety.
Putting aside the fact that there was not a single spark in this icy cold snowy valley, how ridiculous would it be to use the Ni iron produced in this valley to forge a sword?？Iron…The other name was scrap iron. It was made of iron, but it was extremely fragile. It would shatter with a slight touch. In this era where weapons were supreme, what use was such iron?？Since it was useless, why should he worry? A child would naturally give up if he knew it was futile.
This was indeed a difficult task. However, in this snowy valley, I only had this material. If I wanted freedom, I could only use it. I didn't know why I was so willing to use this useless sword. Perhaps it was for freedom, but perhaps it was even more so for the voice that kept ringing in my heart. I needed a sword.。。I must take my sword one by one…
After an unknown amount of time and countless failures, I forged over a hundred swords in a day. Every time a sword was completed, I didn't wait for the experiment to break. After wasting countless swords, I finally found a way. I covered the sword marks with my blood and buried the hand holding the sword in the snow. No matter how cold it was, I never gave up. The sword that was covered in blood solidified after being exposed to the cold of the snow and ice, becoming extremely hard so that the sword body wouldn't break.
(Note: I don't know if everyone has seen Condor Shooting?？When Guo Jing went to the Great Snow Mountain to meet Huang Rong, Huang Rong had used a similar method. She had cut off a lamb leg and placed it on the cliff of the ice mountain. The lamb leg, which still had blood on it, immediately became extremely hard!!）
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