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The disgusting and putrefactive smell permeated the air, flies and maggots were everywhere in this deep pit. There was a person sitting on the top of a pile of carrion corpses at the bottom of the pit, with blood on his body and legs strangely bent. He was completely immobile.

His fingernails had already broken, and the blood had mixed with the mud of pit wall. It looked like the hands of a ghost rather than a human being’s.

His long hair was messy, and the bangs covered his forehead. However, it couldn't cover up the sorrow and pain revealed by his eyes, which were brighter than any star in the sky. His eyes burned with flames of pain and despair, flowing out blood.

He raised his head, and stared at the people above the pit. Both of his hands continued to press against the wall of the pit, but his crippled body could not escape anyway.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"Look at his eyes. Whoops, I'm so scared."

"He's just a good-for-nothing who will die soon, yet he dares to look at me like that? Ha!"

The ear-piercing ridicule spread above the pit. The laughter of those people was devoid of humanity, twisted like the laughter of evil spirits.

The people at the bottom of the pit stared at them, as if he wanted to carve their appearances into his mind and turned into ghosts to seek his revenge.

He opened his mouth and revealed a smile that was not a smile as he looked at the people above the pit.

"What are you laughing at!"

"How disgusting, smash him to death!"

This smile caused the laughter of those people to abruptly stop. It frightened them so much that they revealed expressions of fear. They raged to conceal the fear, lifted up stones and ruthlessly smashed downwards.

A bang, like the sound of a watermelon being smashed, resounded in the deep pit with a dull sound.

When it entered the ears of those people, they all broke out into a cold sweat.

The flies at the bottom of the hole buzzed for a while and then fell like bees onto the corpse that had already lost its breath. Its head was split open, but it did not close its eyes and its mouth was still split open.

"F * ck, what f * cking bad luck. Let's go, let's go and report back."

"Pah, when I go back, I’ll let my wife boil the dirty water and wash away my bad luck."

"Hahahahahaha …"

The evil spirits hovering above the pit left, but the sunlight could not reach the bottom of the pit. It was eerie and cold.

If there were truly ghosts in this world, then the people at the bottom of the pit would be the most terrifying one that take lives. He would need to find everyone to die with him.

Suddenly, a dark green jade pendant slipped out of the corpse's clothes. It had fully absorbed its owner's blood and turned blood-red. It was as if a storm had been brewing to bring a life-threatening calamity.

'Grandfather, Uncle! '

'Don't die! '

"Our Ling Family did not collude with the bandits. This has nothing to do with our Ling Family!"

"I, Ling Zhang, am brave and upright for my whole life, and definitely not a vile villain like you!"

"You demons, are just trying to swallow up my Ling Family's property. You have plotted against my Ling Family, and killed dozens of my family members. I will crawl back for the revenge even if I die.”

‘Ahh...My legs, my legs!’

'Ridiculous, Marshal's fiancé? What kind of background does Capital's Yuwen family have? Even you Ling family want to claim ties of kinship.

"Look clearly, this is Yuwen Clan's marriage annulment certificate. Look clearly at your own face, do you really think that your Ling Family can rely on Yuwen Clan to rescue from the situation?" "Keep your dream!"

"No, I didn't. The Yuwen Clan promised Grandfather that. I don't care …" I didn't, I didn't, I didn't do it, they wronged me … I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I want revenge, I want revenge! " Whispers filled with deep pain and despair came out from Ling Zhang's mouth one after another. In the end, the cries of despair woke him up from his nightmare.

Ling Zhang suddenly sat up straight. Sweating profusely, he looked around at his surroundings at a loss. It was a familiar yet unfamiliar scene.

This was a pavilion. There was a wall over there, and a small path passed by the pavilion, winding towards the corner of the wall. The horned gate was opened …

Where is this place?

It came to his mind that it was the beginning of his nightmare.

If he passed through that horned gate, he would be splashed with dirty water. No matter what, he would be unable to wash himself clean, and then fall into a situation worse than death.

But wasn’t he dead? He could even dream after death?

With a splitting headache, Ling Zhang's mind was in a mess, he could not tell if it was a dream or the reality. He supported himself against the stone table, and stood up shakily.

When he caught a glimpse of his own clothes, his entire body froze as if he was struck by lightning. These familiar clothes were what he had worn that day!

It was too real! How could this be?

And his legs, by stamping his feet, are well and functional, all right.

Ye Zichen took a deep breath, steadied the messy thoughts in his head, and punched himself heavily in the leg.

"Sss, it hurts."

This pain was too realistic, it was not a dream!

The cold wind suddenly blew in from outside the pavilion, causing him to shiver. His mind quivered as Ling Zhang stood up with all his might. He is alive! He is alive in this moment.

He started trembling all over, carefully examining his body from head to toe. Looking at his own pair of hands without the slightest scar, he pinched his own hand bone, touching his own waist and face, the more he searched, the more he trembled. This is real, it is his 17-year-old, adult-like appearance.

After confirming this fact, Ling Zhang forced himself to calm down.

If all of this was real, then the current Ling Family was still fine. He was still known as the noble young master in Tan Yang, he had no dirty water that could not be washed away on his body yet, and no one knew about his marriage contract with Yuwen Clan, at the same time that his grandfather, uncle and dozens of people from Ling Family were still alive!

This was a wish that he had prayed for countless times. Had the heavens really helped him achieve it?

After the time long enough to make a cup of tea, the cold wind had completely calmed him down. He slowly turned around and looked at the horned gate as his excited eyes gradually turned cold. He smiled coldly and lifted his legs to enter it eventually.

He had crawled back from the demons, and now he was going to take their lives.