"The tiger and wolf Qin people are calling, run away quickly!"

"The tiger and wolf Qin people are cruel and unkind, and will never let us go. We should escape as soon as possible!"

"Bai Qi is an executioner and a butcher. He is bloodthirsty and likes to eat human brains. He sucks all the brains of more than 200,000 surrendered soldiers. His cruelty has never been seen in the ages!"

The capital of Zhao State, Handan, was shrouded in fear, and chaos was in chaos. Rumors were flying everywhere. The people of the country were frightened and they dragged their families to take their families and help their children, and fled to the country one after another.

Handan is the capital of Zhao State, and it is also the political and economic center of Shandong. Its wealth and treasures are the most important thing in Handan.

If in ordinary days, there are many pedestrians like crucian carp crossing the river, shoulder to shoulder, heels and heels, and it is very lively; the hawking of vendors is one after another, and it is a scene in Handan; the sound of scholars coming and going, and the debates are endless, which is even more chanted by the world...

Nowadays, it is a trend for the people of the country to escape, seven or eight out of ten, nine out of ten houses in Handan are empty, few pedestrians, and there are no sounds of vendors hawking, which is a sign of depression.

There is a small alley in the northwest of Handan. This alley is not deep, with stone walls on both sides standing, blocking the light, making the alley as a canyon.

At the end of the alley, there is a small courtyard and a few low huts. The ground is covered with dead leaves, exuding a breath of breath. The dead leaves are dotted with sparse and faint footprints. You can tell at a glance that there are few people walking.

"Woooooo!"

A cry of sorrow came from the courtyard, like a swallow and a cry. In this quiet courtyard, the crying sound was like a cry of an owl at midnight, making people feel creepy.

There were five people in the hut in the middle, four men and one woman, and the crying was exactly what they called it.

The five people were as thin as hair, their eyes were deep, and they could see no flesh on their bones. If they weren't crying and proving that they were humans, they would have regarded them as skeletons.

Put the patches on, and put the robe that was washed white was covered with whiteness, empty, as if it was placed on a bamboo pole.

"Young Master, wake up!"

"Young Master, you can't just leave like this. We have to go back to Qin."

"Young Master, you're going so unfairly!"

Five people cried around a young man lying on a short couch, their eyes were red and they were extremely sad. Tears were like broken pearls, wetting their clothes.

The young man was about twenty years old, his face was pale as white as white paper, without a trace of blood. What was even more surprising was that the young man was as thin as a bone and had no four taels of flesh on his body.

He is very tall and so thin that he equates him with bamboo poles.

No matter how the five people cried or called, the young people did not move at all, they were obviously dead, and the five people's hearts sank. Among them, the oldest old man with gray hair wiped his red eyes and choked, "Young Master, what should we do if we are going?"

"Brother Hei, you should make your decision. We will all listen to you." The other four people said in unison, their eyes focused on the old man.

"We have to transport the young master's body back to Qin and hand it over to the King of Qin for disposal." Hei Bo thought for a while and had an idea.

"It is justified that the young master died in Handan and let the young master return to his hometown and return to Qin. But how can we report to the King of Qin when we go back? You can't say that the young master is..." The tallest middle-aged man pondered and could not continue talking anymore, but he looked angry.

"Young Master, the prince, has gone like this. If someone knows, it will not become a laughing stock? We cannot let the young master become a laughing stock!" The remaining three people said in unison. Although the voice was insufficient and had no strength, they exuded a sense of perseverance.

"There are all blames on Zhao State, and they are all good things done by the Pingyuan Jun who seeks fame!" Hei Bo said indignantly: "We will return to Qin State and report the experience of the prince in Handan to the King of Qin, and ask the King of Qin to avenge the prince."

"Young Master must avenge your revenge! You must avenge it!" The four of them agreed in unison: "Young Master, the prince, ended up like this, and you must not spare Mr. Pingyuan!"

"If the King of Qin can avenge Prime Minister Fan Sui, he will definitely avenge the young master!" Hei Bo clenched his right hand into a fist, his back turned blue, and said in a deep voice: "This revenge is irreconcilable!"

The five of them became more angry the more they spoke, their faces were distorted and they were very ferocious.

Just then, a discordant voice sounded:

“Where is this?”

The sound came too suddenly, and the five people were startled. Looking closely, they saw the young man on the couch opening his eyes, his eyes were rumbling around, looking at him like a curious baby.

"Young Master, are you awake?" The five of them looked shocked, and then cheered: "Young Master is awake!"

The five people were as thin as a hair, and this joy was like a skeleton dancing, which was very scary.

"You..." The young man jumped up from the couch as if he had a spring, with his eyes wide open, staring at the five people in front of him, looking surprised: "Who has such ability to make such a real skeleton, which is more real than real."

"Hey! Young Master, are you so hungry?" the woman sighed quietly.

The sound was crisp, but powerless. With her skeleton appearance, it made her look like a female ghost sighing quietly, making her creepy and a cool back.

"You can still speak, so humane and highly intelligent!" The young man's face was full of joy.

"Young Master is confused and talks all the time." The black man's face sank, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Intelligence? What is that? For the ancients, this word did not exist. Isn’t this stupidity? What else can it be?

"I'll touch it." The young man stretched out his right hand towards the woman, and he froze in the air as soon as he stretched out, followed by a scream: "I, I... am I also a smart skeleton?"

The young man stared at his right hand, and saw his right hand like firewood, and his bones were no flesh.

Look at your left hand and your right hand.

Legs and feet, skin and bones.

There is only a thin layer of skin on the chest.

"I'm really a skeleton?" The young man looked all over his body, roaring in his rest, full of despair.

What are skeletons? The undead creatures in fantasy novels are neither human nor ghosts. If they become skeletons, then will they still be humans?

He twisted his right hand hard on his leg and screamed again: "Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much! Haha, it's not a skeleton! It's better if it's not a skeleton!"

A smile immediately appeared on his desperate face, and his smile layer after layer, as if the beggar had picked up the ingot.

The young man touched his chest and muttered, "I understand, this is thin, not a skeleton. Well... I, I... I... actually... went through......"

The young man stood blankly, his eyes wide and his mouth wide, turning into a stone sculpture.

Heibo and his friends saw the young man's strange words and deeds, and were surprised and at a loss. They could only stare at the young man with their eyes wide open and stare at him.

"Young Master wakes up, it's more important than anything else." Hei Bo reacted first, with a smile on his face, and his fleshless face was like a devil's smile.

"Young Master wakes up." The other four were also smiling and happy.

A happy smile appeared on his face without any flesh, like a devil's smile.

Suddenly, the four of them had their eyes wide open, and their eyes almost hit the ground. They bit their mouths hard, almost biting their tongues.

The young man's head hit the wall hard, making a "bang" sound, which shows that the impact was quite powerful.

The five Hei Bo and the other two were very worried and were about to pounce on the injury. However, they saw the young man holding his head with his hands, closing his eyes in pain, and murmured to himself: "How did I become this fucking person? How could I become this soft boy? I would rather be a skeleton than to become this soft boy!"

The young man opened his eyes and looked up at the blue sky. The blue sky was invisible. He only saw the dilapidated roof and sighed: "Hey! God is blind! Buddha, you are blind too! Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saved the suffering, are you kept by Monkey King? He didn't save me, so I became this useless person who was so fucked that he could no longer be fucked!"

After being stunned just now, the young man accepted the memories in his body and realized that he had become Qin Yiren.

Who is Qin Yiren?

The most famous fucker in Chinese history!

There is no more fucking person than him!

Qin Yiren was the grandson of King Zhao of Qin and the concubine of the Crown Prince Yingzhu of Qin. King Zhao of Qin wanted to plot against Shangdang in South Korea. In order not to allow Zhao to intervene, he decided to make friends with Zhao and sent one person to hostage Zhao. Qin Yiren was "lucky" and came to Handan, and became hostage from then on.

Qin was the largest Warring States Period and was well-known. As the prince of Qin, Zhao not only dared not offend him, but also regarded him as his ancestor. His life in Handan was very prosperous, and he wanted to get the wind and rain.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Changping War broke out, and Qin Zhao became a mortal enemy, fighting life and death. Qin Yiren's good days ended. The goods sent by Qin were seized. From then on, he could not eat enough or wear warm clothes.

Immediately afterwards, Prime Minister of Zhao State Ping Yuanjun took him into anger and put him under house arrest, making things difficult for him in every way. Qin Yiren lived a dark life, and life was worse than death.

The Changping War lasted for three years, and Qin Yiren was tortured for three years. After three years of hardships and hardships, there were so many hardships and difficulties in the process. It is beyond words. Qin Yiren cannot survive or die.

Finally, he fainted from hunger and became obsessed from now on. When Qin Yiren woke up again, he had already changed.

The dignified prince and grandson, the largest Warring States king of Qin, was starved to death. If he said this, it would become a laughing stock and be shameless.

If this is the case, it wouldn't have made the current employee so painful. The problem is that Qin Yiren is the most fucked person in Chinese history. How fucked he is, you will know just by saying a few things.

Qin Yiren was King Zhuangxiang of Qin, very fucked. He was poor and destitute in Handan and became the abandoned son of Qin. He had no choice but to live and had no way out. Lu Buwei lived with him with strange goods, and eventually became a matter of buying a country, which almost caused the disaster of Zhuan. Qin almost had his surname Lu.

He picked up Lu Buwei's broken shoes Zhao Ji, who was Qin Shihuang's mother, and even led the wolf into the house and appointed Lu Buwei as the prime minister. Lu Buwei's wolf ambitions, poisoned Qin Yiren, regarded himself as the prime minister, and affaired Zhao Ji, led the great JB Lao Ai into the palace, filthed the palace, and triggered a coup. Lu Buwei disrupted Qin's law, raised his disciples, abolished the virtual title, and actually enfeoffed 100,000 households, becoming the first powerful minister at that time.

If Lu Buwei's opponent was Qin Shihuang, he might have compiled the Qin State.

All the disasters come from Qin Yiren, how can you not fuck me?

Is there anything more fucking than this?

The current Qin Yiren is a graduate of a third-rate university in modern society. He is a hiker named Song Wu. He had an accident while exploring the mysterious Shennongjia and lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he became Qin Yiren who was so fucked that he could no longer fuck him. Qin Yiren wanted to kill him.

"I am Qin Shihuang's father!" Finally there was good news, Qin Yiren comforted himself.;
Chapter completed!