As he was getting further and further away from the ground, Han Xiu mocked himself. As expected, he killed many people, so he received his retribution. However, this way of dying …
He rubbed his nose, feeling that if his peers knew about this, they would probably die from laughter.
The No. 1 cold-faced killer on the Ranking of Assassins was also a well-known figure in the industry. Although not many people had seen his looks, everyone knew his name.
Not only was there someone who wanted to hire him to kill people, but there was also someone who paid a lot of money to kill him.
Now, those people did not need to spend money, and he was directly taken care of by the gods.
Yet the lightning was still striking him. What in the world was this?!
He had travelled so many paths, why did he die such a useless death!
This was really embarrassing for his master, so he hoped that his master wouldn't be angry and just stab him twice.
Slowly, Han Xiu could no longer see his own body, his soul slowly drifting about aimlessly.
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Han Xiu was a little confused.
Because when he was hacked, he was sleeping on the reclining chair beside his own swimming pool. When he hacked open his eyes, he seemed to see a mass of dark clouds, but now there was nothing.
Since there was no solution, Han Xiu was no longer conflicted.
After floating for an unknown amount of time, Han Xiu felt that his line of sight was being obstructed by layers and layers of white mist, and could not see what was in front of him.
He continued moving forward with a calm expression. He was thinking, how long would it take for my soul to reach the hall of the underworld?
However, before he could arrive at the underworld, he suddenly discovered that the white fog in front of him was slowly dissipating as a huge residence appeared in front of him.
It was not a tall building or a luxurious villa that he was familiar with. Instead, it was an ancient high-walled mansion.
Glazed tile, vermilion hall pillar, plaque couplet, veranda, swimming pool, circular arch, fake mountain encircling, exquisite courtyard...
This place is?
Han Xiu's handsome face, which usually did not have much expression, revealed a trace of doubt.
Just as Han Xiu wanted to observe other parts of the house, he suddenly felt as if his soul was summoned by something, and in the blink of an eye, he found that he had entered the house. He was standing in a courtyard filled with pear trees, and in front of him knelt a robust and handsome young man.
It actually looked exactly like him!
Han Xiu was very surprised.
This person looked to be around twenty years old, ten years younger than when he died.
There were quite a few men and women surrounding this young man. They all looked at him with disdain, as if he had done something that others despised. They had formed a large circle to denounce him.
In front of this group of people, there was a teacher's chair, and a man in his fifties was sitting on it. The man was holding a dark red wooden box, and inside the box, Han Xiu couldn't see anything, but this man was looking at the young man kneeling on the ground with a serious expression.
Even the fifteen year old Xuan'er's Soul Qi is already at the fifth stage, yet you are only at the third stage. You really wasted the time your master spent on you. "
At first glance, Han Xiu thought that he was calling out to him, but he actually made him a little excited.
He didn't expect that not only did this brat look like him, but his name was also the same. Han Xiu thought that this was quite interesting and stood at the side looking at this group of people, but even more so looking at the young man who had the same name and the same name as him.
"Martial Uncle, I'm sorry." Han Xiu who was kneeling on the ground said timidly.
The group of people were probably this person's senior brothers and sisters or something. Seeing that Han Xiu was scolded, they all had expressions of schadenfreude.
Just as Han Xiu wanted to continue watching the show, the scene in front of him changed.
At the moment he was standing by a river, and he was also facing Han Xiu who had the same surname and name as him, and in front of Han Xiu stood a beautiful woman, whose beautiful face had an impatient expression, "What are you doing, stop bothering me, I like your big brother, I don't like you! Stop trying to make this toad want to eat swan meat! "
With that, the Ao Jiao girl turned and ran off, leaving a wounded Han Xiu standing by the river.
Han Xiu stroked his chin as he looked at the young man who was ruthlessly rejected, and thought to himself: Isn't it just a woman? Was there a need to be so sad?
Immediately after, the scene changed, and Han Xiu arrived at a room with medicine jars of all sizes, as well as two medicine buckets that could allow adults to squat down.
The young man, Han Xiu, was currently being shouted at by a charming woman, and heard her say, "Xiu, Sanniang only wanted you to try out this medicine, if the test succeeds, Sanniang will help our Han family with our contributions, and you will also be a great sage of the Han family, what about it? Hurry and jump into the medicine barrel! "
"Yes, Third Madam." With that, Han Xiu jumped into one of the buckets excitedly.
Not long after, the young man's lips turned purple from the medicine in the medicine barrel. His face turned green, and the excitement and joy on his face completely vanished.
Seeing that, Han Xiu's cold lips slowly formed a single word: Idiot.
Once again, the scene in front of Han Xiu changed. Only, this time, the change seemed huge.
In front of him was also the same young man, Han Xiu. However, he was no longer wearing embroidered clothes, but instead, plain gray clothes. At this moment, he was helping a group of villagers carry the rice that they had just harvested, looking like he was having a happy life.
After helping out, the young man, Han Xiu, turned and walked somewhere. After walking for around fifteen minutes, he saw a dilapidated Bamboo House in front of him.
Han Xiu was a little speechless at this change of events. He did not know what happened to Han Xiu after he finished bathing, but he had unexpectedly run all the way to such a desolate village.
Just then, the originally bright sky started to slowly become dark and gloomy, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly changed, it looked rather scary, Han Xiu guessed that it was about to rain.
In the end, before the rain even began, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the sky with a "Clang" sound.
Han Xiu, who had already been hacked once, reflexively retreated while roaring: "I'll go! Again! "
However, what happened in the next second stunned him.
This time, Lightning wasn't hacking at him, but was instead chasing after that young man with the same name. No matter where he went, Lightning would follow him. In the end, the young man ran into that shabby house.
Han Xiu originally thought that the other party would be safe, but in the end, an even stronger bolt of lightning struck towards the Bamboo House.