The letter is in my father's familiar handwriting.
The letter stated that once my father dies, the mechanism box where the letter is stored will be triggered, and the content of this letter was written by my father many years ago.
The letter stated that my father was originally a member of the Nangong family of Shuiyue Kingdom. The Nangong family of Shuiyue Kingdom was a family that manufactured weapons for a century and was once named "the best craftsman in the world" by the current emperor.
However, the Nangong family was ordered by the court to kill the Nine Clans because of the Sixth Young Master's collaboration with the enemy and treason.
At that time, my father took a pill that could make people fall into deep sleep and feign death. The family hid him in the underground city of Nangong's house, and he narrowly escaped death.
Later, when my father woke up, he found himself in a forgotten village for no apparent reason. At that time, he didn't know what night it was. He only knew that this was a place where he could be completely isolated from the world, and a place where he could escape the pursuit of the killers outside.
My father was very lucky and never thought about going out from the beginning.
He had seen his family members being taken to Yindu to be beheaded, and had been chased and intercepted by court officials. He didn't want to live like that anymore. He wanted to be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life.
So my father changed his surname to Wei and hid his identity.
In fact, he has had no ambitions since he was a child, and he doesn't like mechanical weapons.
"Like Uncle Six, I like to eat, drink and have fun, but I don't have the talent of Uncle Six. He can be the best among the younger generations of the Nangong family in eating, drinking and having fun, but I have accomplished nothing."
My father said this in the letter.
However, in addition to normal studies, the children of the Nangong family must learn these skills, so the father hates this craft more and more, and the more he hates it, the worse he is at learning it.
In the end, he actually became the worst one among the juniors in the Nangong family.
Back then, the head of the Nangong family loved Miss Fifth the most, but he didn't expect that Miss Fifth's child was so unmotivated. But in the end, the head of the Nangong family gave the pill that could save someone's life to Miss Fifth.
The fifth lady left it to her child - her father.
"As long as we live, the bloodline of the Nangong family cannot be cut off!"
These were the last words Miss Fifth said to her father.
So when my father woke up, his only thought was not to continue to delve into the production of those mechanical devices that had given him endless headaches and hated him since he was a child, but to survive and continue the bloodline of the Nangong family.
"This is what I write down little by little every time when my mind and consciousness are still clear. I want to say to you, son, daddy is sorry for you, and also sorry for your mother. When I decided to give birth to you, my mind
I am already numb. I numbly remember the last words my mother said to me. The bloodline of the Nangong family cannot be broken. I don’t love your mother. She and I gave birth to you. At first, we only gave birth to you for the sake of inheritance. But when I actually gave birth to you, I held you in my arms.
Your limp body suddenly made my consciousness clear for a moment. At that moment, another thought filled my brain uncontrollably - I can't let you learn this craft."
We cannot repeat the mistakes of the Nangong family and go down this old path.
But the moment he was awake, his brain became blurry again, but from then on, a new thought came to his father's mind.
And this thought was even worse than before, so even though his father was confused at first, he firmly stopped Wei Zhiming from reading the book.
It was not until later that his father's memory became worse and worse, and the two thoughts overlapped, and Wei Zhiming had the opportunity to obtain the book.
"When you showed your talent in this area, I finally understood that no matter how much I hate the disaster this craft has brought to the Nangong family, and how much I want to avoid the recurrence of past mistakes, there is one thing that is irreversible -
That is God's will. Everything is God's will! And when you relied on this craft to make objects for me to move easily, I finally remembered that this craft not only brought disaster to the Nangong family, but also
There have been countless honors and splendors. So, I compromised."
"When I was a child, every year on my birthday, your grandmother would ask me to make a birthday wish in front of my family, and then ask me what I wished for. I would always say that I wanted to be the most powerful machine builder in the world. But in fact, you
Dad, I always just wanted to be a dude."
"From the moment Dad woke up, he carried the lives of everyone in the Nangong family on his back. It was so heavy that I couldn't breathe. It was only then that Dad understood what the man said to me when I was a child.
What do you mean? Dad doesn’t want you to live as tiredly as me in this life, because even if you put so much pressure on yourself, Dad will accomplish nothing in the end and it will be meaningless.”
"So, go and learn, son. Dad has never liked being forced by your grandmother to do things he doesn't like since he was a child. From now on, dad will no longer force you to do or not do anything. Just be you.
Whatever you want to do, do what you think is right, not for dad or the Nangong family. From now on, no one will stop you."
When the body was cremated, Wei Zhiming's mood miraculously returned to calm.
In the many years since then, his emotions seemed to have disappeared, and there were no more violent fluctuations. His brain, without the interference of emotions, was as clear as ever.
At that moment, he was suddenly convinced that he could definitely get out.
Before that, he has one more thing to do.
He wanted to know why his father, who was extremely resistant to the outside world, suddenly and desperately rushed into the jungle of agencies surrounding the village.
He found the Shuiyue Kingdom soldier and wanted to know what he said to his father that day.
There was a hint of memory in the soldier's cloudy eyes.
"Your father asked me if there is a Nangong family in Shuiyue Kingdom? I said, yes, because although all the people in this family are dead, they have descendants all over the continent, and some of them have become cultivators and will return to Nangong.
The family's heavy cultivation has been preserved until now. I also said that if the Nangong family had left any heirs at that time and had this cultivator to protect them, I think they would not be hunted down by the royal family."
Wei Zhiming was silent for a while and asked, "How long?"
"Your reaction is exactly the same as your father's," the soldier said with a smile. "He also asked me how long it had been. I didn't react at first. After he explained it, I realized that what you two want to ask about is those practitioners who protect you."
How long has the Nangong family been? It must have been nearly a thousand years, right? Not long after the family was exterminated, those people came to inquire, but it was a pity that it was too late."
Nearly a thousand years.
My father is only in his forties...
Wei Zhiming was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted.
Everything may have something to do with that pill. Maybe it was the pill that froze my father's age.
So dad, do you think it’s safe outside?
I still feel unwilling to do so.
Although he is obviously safe, he has been trapped in this small place for decades.
It is obvious that if he were not here, the Nangong family could still be glorious again.
Thousands of years... Wei Zhiming felt that time had passed that he could not even imagine.
At the same time, a deeper doubt appeared in his mind.
"What is a cultivator?" he asked.
"A cultivator is a being who is more powerful than ordinary people. If you become an immortal in the future, you can transcend the human world, reach the heaven, and live the life of a heavenly being."
The soldier told Wei Zhiming all the things he knew about the cultivators, and only then did Wei Zhiming know that a craft like his was called a weapon refiner in the world of cultivators.
In addition to telling about the life of cultivators, the soldiers also included some narratives about the outside world.
But in the soldier's description, apart from the life of gods, the outside world does not seem to be very beautiful.
Cruel, full of desire and violence...
Wei Zhiming was not afraid at all.
And that night, we made a plan to go out.
Every year at the end of the year, a grand party will be held in the village, where everyone will gather together, drink wine, eat meat, and dance and sing around the bonfire.
That was also the time when the guards were most lax.
They will take turns to change shifts, and the person on duty is also drunk and not very clear.
So, when the fireworks of the party rose into the sky, Wei Zhiming packed up everything and stood in front of the jungle where the beasts roared.
Behind him are the false cheers of the villagers, accompanied by the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, and the entire village is enveloped in a large area of bright light.
In front of us is a dark, unknown jungle of mechanisms.
Wei Zhiming didn't hesitate for a moment and stepped into the jungle without looking back.
Soon, the thin and small figure was swallowed up by the endless darkness.
Before he walked in, he was sixteen years old and a child of Forgotten Village.
When he came out, he was seventeen years old, and he was Wei Zhiming, who was determined to become the best weapon refiner in the world.