It is already the eighteenth full moon night.
The frail figure of the young man was lying in front of the window, his dark eyes looking particularly bright.
The lights were brightly lit outside, each house was playing gongs and drums, and the streets were bustling with excitement. The hilarity continued late into the night, as if they were celebrating some festival.
New Year's Eve, this is the traditional festival of the Aoki Continent, and it is a time for people across the continent to celebrate.
Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, at this time, a mythical beast named Nian Beast would come out to cause trouble. The Nian Beast was very powerful and unbeatable. Later, dozens of top powerhouses in the mainland fought for the sake of hundreds of millions of humans on the mainland. The creature was determined to fight to the death with the Nian beast. In the end, after paying a heavy price, the Nian beast was seriously injured and forced into the monster forest in the southwest, never to be seen again. In order to celebrate that humans can live and work in peace and contentment in the future without the threat of the Nian beast, the emperor of the Hanwu Empire, which unified the entire Qingmu Continent, designated the last day of the year as New Year's Eve. From then on, every New Year's Eve, all over the country, The whole family celebrates together.
After ten thousand years, this traditional festival has been passed down from generation to generation.
dong dong dong
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside the house: Brother Feng, Brother Feng.
The young man straightened his collar, stood up and opened the door: Deng Hai, what's the matter
Standing at the door was a dark-skinned young man with a strong build and a blue silk scarf on his head, looking nondescript.
Deng Hai chuckled: Brother Feng, my father asked me to invite you to our house for a New Year’s Eve dinner. If you weren’t there to help us make suggestions on weekdays, our restaurant wouldn’t be able to make so much money, so I want to invite you. Come join in the fun.
The young man forced out a smile: No need, some trivial matters are not worth mentioning.
No, my father gave me a death order. If I don’t invite Brother Feng, I won’t even think about going home to celebrate the New Year. Deng Hai cried sadly, "Brother Feng, please do me a favor. My father bought a piece of fire pork from the city yesterday. It cost several hundred essence stones." I've never had fire pork in my life, just help me. When it came to the hot pork, he couldn't help but smack his mouth. He has nothing wrong with him except that he is greedy and wants to try whatever delicious food he sees.
Hearing this, the young man hesitated.
Deng Hai took a look and guessed the young man's thoughts: Brother Feng is worried about Uncle Tao. Just relax. It's only half an hour. Could there be any big problems with Uncle Tao
Lin Tao, the young man's father, is an excellent blacksmith.
A year ago, Xiao Ran, an outstanding disciple trained with painstaking efforts by Lin Tao, resolutely chose to leave in order to realize his great wish to become a master of weapon refining. Since then, he has been in a state of depression, drinking heavily all day long, dreaming of life and death, using alcohol to numb himself, trying to use this... way to forget that painful memory.
His life also became monotonous: forging, drinking and sleeping.
As the saying goes, hospitality is hard to reject. The young man could not refuse Deng Hai's enthusiasm, so he had no choice but to say: Well, I will
bang
There was a loud noise from the next room.
Immediately afterwards there was a sound of broken dishes: Puff puff.
The two rushed over in a hurry.
In the main room, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and a red face was holding a wine bottle in one hand and preparing to overturn the table with the other. The middle-aged man was drunk, burping, and swaying unsteadily. He was obviously going crazy with alcohol.
The young man had quick eyesight and quick hands, and rushed over to stabilize the table.
Brother Feng, let me help you. Deng Hai also rushed forward in a hurry.
The middle-aged man's eyes were dim and he kept mumbling: I started teaching you when you were three years old until you were eighteen.
It was I who trained you into a peerless genius.
Everything you have is given by me.
Why are you still doing this to me
After a while, the young man helped him to the bed in the next room with familiarity, washed his face and feet, and covered him with a quilt. "Deng Hai, please help me keep an eye on him first." After he finished speaking, he came to the main room and tidied up, his movements very skillful.
After everything was done, the young man found Deng Hai and apologized: I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't go to your house. If he wasn't watching at home, no one could tell whether Lin Tao would go outside and cause any trouble during this period. This was not the first time, and there was no room for him not to worry.
Deng Hai sympathized: "Brother Feng, you are so unlucky to have such an alcoholic father."
During the year, if it weren't for the tenacious support of the family by the young people, the blacksmith shop might have been destroyed long ago. Without their source of income, they would have starved to death sooner or later.
Seeing that the young man was not in high spirits, Deng Hai sighed and said helplessly: Then I'd better go back first, Brother Feng, take care.
kindness. The young man nodded.
As soon as Deng Hai left, the middle-aged man sat up suddenly, stared at the young man, his eyes were bloodshot, and asked: Why, why did you do this to me
It seems that Xiao Ran's departure has really hit him hard.
A year later, he still hasn't gotten over his grief.
When it comes to Xiao Ran, everyone in Shuanglong Town who knows him can't help but utter a heartfelt exclamation: Genius
At a young age, he has achieved a series of impressive achievements, both in weapon refining and cultivation, which are breathtaking. At only nineteen years old, he has already stepped into the threshold of a weapon refiner. He is a weapon refiner in the true sense, and his cultivation has reached the level of a fourth-order warrior. Such a talent, even in the imperial capital where geniuses gather, is still considered the best among them.
He is better than others and is Lin Tao's only pride.
Compared with his outstanding disciple, Lin Feng and Lin Yun, the two parents, seemed very ordinary, especially the eldest brother Lin Feng, who had almost no advantages except his good brains.
Lin Tao poured too much effort and emotion into him. The more he paid, the greater the blow he received.
You drank too much, go to sleep. Lin Feng helped him back.
Although he was lying on the pillow, Lin Tao still didn't take his eyes away from Lin Feng, repeating: Why why
Seeing that he stopped making trouble, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked out of the house, closing the door gently.
Standing in the backyard, silent for a while, Lin Feng shook his head and let out a shallow sigh.
The biting cold wind blew a few strands of his hair on his temples, fluttering in the wind.
Brother Xiao, is the future really more important than feelings? Lin Feng murmured in a low voice, maybe until the day you realize your dream, you will suddenly realize that you have lost many precious things in the process. He understood Xiao Ran's decision, but he didn't agree with it.
After resurrecting his life, he cherishes the hard-won family love more than anyone else.
It's a pity that he was born with a weak constitution and extremely low affinity to the earth. In this world where strength is valued, he is destined to be unable to achieve much.
He wanted to be the pride of his father, but was limited by his talent. His unwillingness turned into helplessness as time went by.
If I could be as talented as Brother Xiao, my father would be able to recover.
Although there is a mature soul hidden in his young body, Lin Feng occasionally fantasizes, although sometimes he himself feels that these unrealistic fantasies are very childish.
Huhu
The cool breeze came and surrounded his thin body, making Lin Feng wake up from his fantasy.
It's time to get to work. Lin Feng walked towards a small room in the side courtyard, which was a material storage room.
It is Lin Feng's daily task to prepare the materials in advance for the daily utensils that Lin Tao will build the next day.
As usual, Lin Feng took out the key, opened the material storage room, and moved the ore carefully.
Speaking of the material storage room, Lin Feng once heard his father say that this material storage room is very old and was built by his ancestors with great efforts. It is unclear how many generations it has been passed down, but it is at least a thousand years old. The rest of the houses have been repaired many times, but this material storage room is still very solid. It has stood here from beginning to end, without any damage, and the years have not left the slightest trace on it.
Such a material storage room is suitable for storing the Lin family's most precious ore materials.
After opening the door and seeing that the material was almost gone, the Lin family's eyes flashed with helplessness.
If this continues, he doesn't know how long this family can sustain. Especially when he has to bear the high tuition fees of his younger brother. You must know that the fees of Qingfeng College are not low.
After moving five pieces of ore, Lin Feng was so tired that he was out of breath and leaned against the corner of the room to rest.
This body is not much better than that of an ordinary old man. What made him most helpless was his frail body. He was so tired that he couldn't breathe even if he did any physical work. No wonder his father never expressed hope for him.
Born into a family of blacksmiths, but physically weak, this is also a tragedy.
After moving the ore, Lin Feng carefully counted the ore in the material storage room, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: there was only about half a month's supply left. Since Xiao Ran left, Lin Tao's efficiency in casting daily utensils has plummeted. Sometimes he cannot cast 10 daily utensils a day. The income of the blacksmith shop is worrying.
Standing at the door, Lin Feng looked at the few ores in a daze.
what is that
In the corner where the ore was originally accumulated, an inconspicuous black piece of iron caught Lin Feng's attention.
If the door hadn't been open, Lin Feng might not have been able to notice it under the brighter moonlight on New Year's Eve.
Walking over in small steps, Lin Feng picked up the small iron piece and observed it curiously. The surface of the small iron piece was covered with rust, and there were a few small characters vaguely engraved on it. However, it was too blurry and Lin Feng couldn't make it out. He just felt that these characters were vaguely familiar.
Coming to the blacksmith shop with curiosity, Lin Feng picked up the mane and wiped it gently.
After removing all the rust, the small piece of iron revealed its true colors. It had a silver-gray appearance with very sharp edges. It was forged from an unknown metal. It was very thin, like a card, with a few small words engraved on it at a glance. Inexhaustible: Game One.
game number one
Looking at these boys, Lin Feng burst into tears without any warning, and the tears rushed down like a river bursting its banks.
These four words
Chinese characters, the most authentic simplified Chinese characters, it had been eighteen years since he saw the characters of his hometown for the first time in this strange world. The distant memories that had been almost shattered by the impact of time gradually became clearer.
: After reading the first chapter, please try to cool yourself down first and calm down your impetuous emotions. Ten lines at a glance is not suitable for this book.