Thick dark clouds squeezed the sky, covering up the golden light in my eyes just now. They were so heavy that they seemed to fall down, and they were so oppressive that the whole world seemed to be silent.
The indifferent wind was blowing fiercely, leaving the chirping of birds and insects behind. The weak flowers and grass had already trembled to the ground. It was just when the mountain rain was about to come.
In the dense forest of ancient trees, a figure shuttled through the woods, targeting the black-scaled lion running ahead.
The speed of the black-scaled lion is not bad, but this figure is faster. When it is still six or seven feet away from the black-scaled lion, the figure's right arm is raised and swung forward violently. A scream breaks through the air.
, a black iron gun about half a foot long caught up with the black-scaled lion, penetrated from its back and emerged from its front abdomen, and nailed the black-scaled lion to the ground.
The black-scaled lion roared and struggled, but it could not pull out the black iron gun that was nailed to the ground through its body. Its breath was getting weaker and weaker. At this time, a figure also arrived in front of the black-scaled lion. It was a man wearing burlap clothes.
A boy with a pair of clear and bright star eyes, black hair hanging behind his head, and a hint of childishness on his face.
Looking at the dead black-scaled lion, the boy grasped the black iron gun with both hands and shook it, holding the black-scaled lion behind him and turned around to leave.
If people saw this scene, they would be shocked. The black-scaled lion is a large beast, weighing several hundred kilograms. An ordinary adult hunter would not dare to provoke it even if it is not a team, but it was easily killed by the boy.
There was lightning and thunder, and the rain was pouring down. Fortunately, the boy had already arrived under an ancient tree.
"It's really not a good weather, but luckily we have a harvest." The boy looked at the black-scaled lion's paws on his shoulders and murmured in a low voice.
After the rain stopped, the boy carried the body of the black-scaled lion and walked quickly in one direction.
An hour later, a small village appeared in the boy's sight.
"Ye Shang! Brother Ye Shang is back." Children playing at the end of the village shouted loudly when they saw the boy appear.
"Call Uncle Niu to cut up the meat of this black-scaled lion!" The boy, who was Ye Shang, put the black-scaled lion body down, pulled out a short knife from his waist, removed one of the lion's legs and left.
Watching Ye Shang leave, the children's eyes were filled with admiration.
In the village, men are not allowed to go hunting under the age of fifteen. Even if they are fifteen, they must go out with the village's hunting team. But Ye Shang is only fourteen years old and has already been hunting for more than a year.
After the experience, I came back with a full load every time.
This is an ordinary village, Zhuyuan Village. There are forty or fifty families in the village, all of whom make a living by hunting. When they see Ye Shang, the aunts and aunts in the village greet Ye Shang enthusiastically.
After saying hello along the way, Ye Shang arrived at the western end of the village. This was his home. There were only two people in the home, one was Ye Shang, and the other was the ancient father who was banging a wheelbarrow under the eaves.
"Back!" Father Gu raised his eyelids as a greeting.
"Dad, I'm back." After saying hello, Nightmare went to light a fire and treat the black-scaled lion's hind legs.
Since there were only two people in the family, Ye Shang only cut off one leg of the black-scaled lion and took it back, and distributed the rest to the villagers.
The two are father and son, not father and son with the same surname. Ye Shang is an orphan who was picked up by Gu's father, who is the head of Zhuyuan Village.
"Dad, you haven't finished what you said last time. Who will win in the competition between the Guardian of the Holy Light Sect and the Nan Doumen woman?" Ye Shang, who lit the fire and roasted the hind legs of the black-scaled lion, watched.
Dad Gu asked, his face full of curiosity.
"It doesn't matter who wins or loses. Let's not talk about this anymore. Please wipe your face first." Father Gu came to the fire and handed Ye Shang a towel at the same time. As he walked through the woods after the rain, Ye Shang's hair and face
There was also some rainwater on it.
The weather was a bit cool in the evening after the rain, and the wind blew a cluster of bamboos in the courtyard swaying from side to side. The swaying firelight reflected the faces of Gu Dad and Ye Shang red.
Father Gu looked at Nightmare while lighting the fire, "Are you interested in this?"
Nightmare nodded and continued to roast the lion's legs on the fire.
There was silence between the two of them. Ye Shang's father knew what he was thinking. Ye Shang wanted to go out and have a try and become a warrior. Ye Shang also knew what his father thought. He was unwilling to let him go out because of the outside world.
The danger is great.
"Hey, how much do you know about the outside world?" Dad Gu sighed.
The nine regions and eighteen states are vast and vast. It can easily travel millions of miles from one region to another. No one knows how vast it really is. A person who walks on foot in a lifetime will never be able to get out of one region. The vast mountains are deep.
There is no end to the vast swamp.
The vast mountains and swamps are full of dangers, wild beasts, monsters are rampant, and there are also ancient strange beasts, which are the overlords of the mountains and forests, and even advanced practitioners do not dare to provoke them easily.
Zhuyuan Village is located in a remote place in the north of Dongxuanzhou, thousands of miles away from the nearest town, and thousands of miles away from the nearest cultivation sect's Medicine Valley.
"Then we have to change our lives and change the status quo. Doesn't it mean that if you can join the cultivation sect, you will be blessed? If you are blessed, then the tragedy of the past time can be avoided." Ye Shang sighed and said.
Some time ago, Zhuyuan Village was attacked by a monster and suffered heavy losses. The village lost three good hunters. In the end, it was only the combined efforts of the old father and the village hunters that drove the monster away.
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Father Gu didn't speak, and was lost in thought.
Looking at the ancient father thinking, Ye Shang did not continue to speak. He knew the character of the ancient father. If he agreed, he would agree. If he didn't agree, there was no point in continuing.
After eating, Ye Shang returned to the west room of the three bamboo houses, which was his room. This is a characteristic of Zhuyuan Village. The village is full of bamboo buildings and bamboo houses, which is rare in the vast wilderness of mountains and swamps.
The rain came and went quickly in the deep mountains and swamps. Looking at the starry sky outside through the cracks in the bamboo wall, what came to Ye Shang's mind was still the scene of his old father telling about the duel between masters.
Unable to sleep, Ye Shang sat up, put on his coat and walked towards the back of the bamboo house. Behind the bamboo house were two lonely graves.
Looking at the lonely grave, Ye Shang touched his ribs, where there was a hideous scar.
According to Gu's father, when Gu's father went out hunting and found him, the two people in the lonely grave were already dead. He had a steel knife stuck under his ribs. Only when he deflected the steel knife a little was he lucky enough to survive.
The stone tablet on the solitary tomb reads Martyrs of the Ye family. This is because Gu’s father knew the last names of the two people based on the tokens they had on them at that time. There is also a jade plaque with the word "Ye" engraved on Ye Shang's neck.
Reaching out to touch the stone tablet, Ye Shang bit his lip. He knew that his survival was certainly due to the adoption of the ancient father, but it had a lot to do with the people in the tomb. When the ancient father found him, a man in the tomb
He lay on his body while the steel knife passed through the man and stabbed him in his ribs.
Those who are near are mourning, which is also the origin of the name Ye Shang.
"It seems that it is difficult to get rid of the thoughts in your mind. Originally, I planned to let you live peacefully in Zhuyuan Village, just like ordinary people, marry a wife, have children, grow old, sick and die. But after all, you are not the descendant of an ordinary family, so my old man will
I’m not persistent anymore.” Father Gu patted Ye Shang on the shoulder and sighed.