Zhu Tian has never been afraid of anything.

From another world, he grew up in the chaotic streets of a humble room and a dark alley. It was a small county town in the 28th line. The tallest building is the only four-story family building in the town. Hundreds of deep alleys and dark alleys are full of violence and crime. The gangsters are wandering on the street, and the air is filled with the cold and sour smell of steel pipes.

The residents of the town have no faith. This is a simple and realistic place. The black painted walls lie across it, and the century-old ancient trees are surrounded by farmland, exuding a smell of decay and rebirth.

This place is located in the north of the blue planet and does not grow tall trees. The surrounding woods are composed of sentinel trees with insect-proof white medicine at the roots, stout oak trees, and willow trees with thick and thick branches covered with white thorns.

Here, the entrances of the streets and alleys are filled with black wet trunks, and the twisted willow trees plunge into the large wall of the deep courtyard, symbiosis with the stone wall. The crown has countless fine leaves woven green. The children passing by pick the green and put it by their mouths, competing and playing the sound of the flute.

This is a suffocating place of deep and quiet silence and fireworks. The villagers living there are farming and resting in the sunset.

Zhu Tian lived here for seven or eight years and thoughts for a long time. From what he remembered, he was extremely confused and fear.

There is no one around you who knows each other, everything is strange and indifferent.

Zhu Tian saw himself running in the dark alley at the age of ten. Behind him were seven or eight children in his teens chasing him with wooden sticks, and even the slogans of pursuit were neatly arranged.

At that time, he had the same temper as other left-behind children, timid and afraid, his eyes were full of confusion. He didn't know where the person he loved the most was. In his childhood memory, there was no name or even appearance of his closest relative.

He ran away in the dark alleys in the town, and the smell of urine mixed with the piles of lime. After stepping on it, he felt the soles of his shoes were heavy, and the shouts and shouts behind him were getting closer and closer. Although he was confident and familiar with the terrain, he could find many dilapidated alleys without anyone to hide, but the sound behind him was too close to him and did not give him a chance to climb over the wall.

There is an ancient red apricot tree in the north of the town, squeezing through the walls and poking out from the courtyard wall of a family, covering a piece of darkness. People in the town call it "derailed trees". The bark of the red apricot tree is dry and gray, and the trunks are full of protruding wood lumps, which are easy to climb with the strength.

Zhu Tian wanted to use the power of the Red Apricot Tree as before and hide in that family. If he had let his hands climb the trunk of the tree, it would take only two seconds to reach more than three meters high. It is said that he is the best guy in the town to climb trees, and he also has enough confidence in this regard.

But he still didn't let his hand touch the red apricot tree. He staggered and fell on the sand.

There was no room for resistance, wooden sticks, steel pipes, fists and legs. Zhu Tian, ​​who was only seven or eight years old, was beaten and his legs were trembling, and his nose and face were swollen, and he was able to rest.

The person who beat him was tired. After seeing the blood, he knew that he could not continue to fight. Then he ran away like a gust of wind.

The young Zhu Tian knew to protect his head, but he still heard the sound of a wooden stick hitting his head and shattering. Tears were the reaction of his body. He didn't want to cry, but the dark alley that kept swaying in front of him still shook the tears in his pupils.

Occasionally one or two people pass by in the alley, or there may be no one all day and night.

The young Zhu Tian was very lucky. After being knocked out, he lay down for only a few minutes and was picked up as rags.

The old woman was indeed a ragpier. Her bottles and jars were arranged in several mountains around her, standing in the north of the town, and a broken wooden house was in the middle of the ragpiercing mountain.

When Zhu Tian woke up from the broken wooden house, the old woman who picked up the rag was calculating what she had today, a sack of plastic bottles, a sack of metal bottles, and a child who was knocked out.

The child who was knocked out had a simple order of wine disinfection and bandage on his head, and his mouth was

The baby is not big, so there is no need to sew a needle. There are many bruises on the body, so you can only recover after resting.

The old woman picked up the rag and applied the wound medicine all over his body bit by bit. He didn't speak, feeling the coldness on his body, and the pain was greatly relieved.

There was no sound in the small wooden house in the middle of the rags. Zhu Tian never spoke to the old woman who picked up the rags, and despised the physical objects and worn clothes that the old woman gave him.

The old woman never spoke. Later, two or three days later, Zhu Tiancai realized that the old woman was a mute. Her back was hunched to a height of 90 degrees at the age of 60. It must have been that she bent over to look for a broken plastic bottle day after day, and the metal bottle bent her back.

The communication between the old and the young is to use sign language. Most of the old woman is playing with him. The young Zhu Tian couldn't understand it at all. The most common thing he saw was two movements:

The first is to clench your fists with both hands and place your arms crossed in front of your chest.

The second is that the old woman will use her fingers to touch Zhu Tian’s lips.

Zhu Tian understood the second move, which was easy to understand, and that meant that he could speak.

He couldn't understand the first action. When he despised the food was not delicious, the old woman would clench her fists and put her arms crossed on her chest. When he wanted to eat roast chicken, the old woman would not sell it to him, Zhu Tian broke the door of the wooden house. The old woman would still look at Zhu Tian helplessly and make the action of crossing her arms to protect her chest. When the old woman bought a whole hen and stewed it for Zhu Tian, ​​Zhu Tian found that it was different from the roast chicken fried chicken on the street. He threw a whole pot of stewed chicken soup. The old woman would still feel guilty and make that action.

Zhu Tian didn't understand and never wanted to understand it. He went to the cornfield to harvest corn. When he came back, Zhu Tian despised the old woman for walking slowly and kept shouting. The old woman could only make the move of clenching her fists and protecting her chest.

After returning, he threw the old woman's only cloth shoes into the heavy rain, so that the old woman could not go out to collect corn or pick up rags. He was satisfied with his prank, and then the next day he saw the old woman walking barefoot across the town and picking up more broken plastic bottles than usual...

He was so greedy that while the old woman was sleeping, he stole the old woman's silver hairpin from her hair and changed it to two fried skewers. After returning to the small wooden house in the rags, he saw the old woman with disheveled hair kneeling on the earthen kang, looking for her silver hairpin everywhere like a puppy. Zhu Tian laughed.

Until the little gangsters in the town who often bullied him found a rags and planned to beat him up and exercise his muscles.

Zhu Tian dared not resist and was dying again after a few minutes.

The old woman with disheveled hair rushed over barefoot, bent over and fought desperately with the group of little gangsters.

The little punk saw the old woman like a madman and was frightened. She fell while running, got up and continued to run away.

The old woman saw Zhu Tian with a bruised nose and swollen face and kept doing that movement: clenched her fists and crossed her arms in her chest.

Zhu Tian looked at the old woman for a long time and didn't speak.

He didn't know how this old woman who looked very thin and could only be bullied by him defeated those little gangsters. At that time, he suddenly understood the old woman's actions.

That means "sorry"...

The days of recuperation were long. Zhu Tian lay in the dilapidated wooden house for a long time. Sometimes he would see the old woman who was "returning with a full load" in a daze for a long time. The old woman found a very convenient wooden stick for Zhu Tian, ​​and then used sign language to gesture with Zhu Tian.

Zhu Tian understood her sign language, and the old woman was saying:

If I am not at home and those little gangsters are coming, you can protect yourself with wooden sticks.

Zhu Tian had seen Sun Wukong, so he was very satisfied with his golden cudgel. However, he did not want to express his gratitude to the old woman. In fact, it was just a slightly pleasing wooden stick. He felt that there was nothing worth thanking for.

But sometimes, he was holding the very easy-to-use wooden stick,

I feel like I have become Sun Wukong.

Fearless...

On the day he recovered from his injuries, a van drove into the rags. Zhu Tian knew that his career of running away from home was over. In fact, he had no home, and even his parents didn't have a home, but he had a guardian. He often heard his guardian discussing the "orphanage" with others.

Holding the "golden cudgel" and sitting in the back seat of the van, Zhu Tian heard someone slapping the window, and then he saw a hunched body trying hard to straighten up and look at himself in the window.

Sitting in the car, Zhu Tian was stunned for a long time before realizing that he was about to open the window. Apples, bananas, and pears were stuffed in, and there was also a whole roasted chicken with the aroma of cumin.

The old woman opened her mouth to say something to Zhu Tian, ​​but no sound came out. She moved her lips a few times before she realized that she was a mute.

She was so anxious that she clenched her fists and kept crossing her arms to Zhu Tian.

The van drove away, and Zhu Tian knelt on the back seat of the van, slapped the glass with his hands, and tears came out.

Since then, he has no fear with the "golden cudgel".

...

...

Not long ago, Emma opened her arms, hugged the abyss and said: I can hear everyone's call.

At this time, his little hand fell on Zhu Tian's body and said: I heard your call.

Then, Zhu Tian woke up quietly.

The blood clot stuck in the throat was vomited out, and the broken ribs and injuries on the back were all cured. The sensation of vibration between the internal organs was still left, but there was a tendency to recover slowly.

Seeing the little girl's slightly pale face, Zhu Tian suddenly felt her weakness. The feedback from his mental power gave him made him know that the light of faith on the little girl had become extremely dim!

On the contrary, he felt that the light of faith in his body became extremely abundant! It was never as abundant as it had before!

Zhu Tian narrowed his eyes.

Is this to save me?

Feeling that his strength was gradually recovering, Zhu Tian opened his mouth but couldn't speak. He realized that he had fallen into a temporary aphasia.

Helplessly, he lay there, clenched his fists, crossed his arms in his chest, and then he found that... the little girl in front of him was a blind man...

"I heard it." The little elk girl smiled at him, "It doesn't matter."

Zhu Tian was stunned for a long time. During this process, he saw clearly the well-behaved face under the messy hair, and there were two dimples...

Your name is also Emma. Zhu Tian sighed in his heart that the world is so wonderful. Two girls with the same name saved me.

Thinking of the girl in a white dress lying on the warm grassland, a line of tears flowed from Zhu Tian’s eyes.

Suddenly I felt a slight pressure on my chest.

Zhu Tian looked at the elk child in a blink of an eye, and his eyes showed the intention of asking.

The elk child pressed on Zhu Tian’s chest, which was exactly where Zhu Tian’s heart. She said, “I feel that you are injured here, and I still want to try it.” Her face was full of fatigue, and she was forced to cheer up at this time.

Zhu Tian smiled at the elk child in front of him and slowly shook his head... Suddenly, he saw the little elk girl kneeling beside him floating up, and her arms were spread out like a doomsday fairy, flying straight out six or seven meters high!

what happened?

wrong!

Zhu Tian raised his eyes and saw...the golden dragon!

I saw the golden dragon floating in the direction the little elk girl was!
Chapter completed!