Yangxi City is a small city located at the northern end of the Moon Empire.

The lead-colored clouds pushed over, and the sky soon darkened, followed by thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

Rainstorm warnings are repeatedly sounded from brass loudspeakers throughout the city, and windows that haven't had time to close are blown by the wind. The Magic Tower, which was made of cheap black stone, was temporarily suspended, and most of the city's lights were extinguished in order to save energy. The galloping carriages and horses on the street must have been people who were in a hurry to go home to avoid the rain, and in the dark they left only the yellow light of the car lights disordered.

Yangxi City, a city with a strong industrial atmosphere, is like a piece of cold and hard pig iron in the rainy night.

A black limousine stopped at the mouth of a small alley in the lower town. The limousine door opened quietly.

An old gentleman in a black tuxedo stepped out of the limousine in the midst of the storm, wearing a top hat and a silver pocket watch on his chest. The old gentleman pulled out a large black umbrella from the specially designed groove of the door, holding a strangely shaped stick. The umbrella was spread overhead, and he slowly walked in front of Du Yueming, and said with a smile, "Hello, heir." ”

At the same time, the old gentleman stretched out a smooth hand, a hand that felt so perfect, it must have been big and warm.

In the dim light, the hand was so clear, but not dazzling, like the light of a crescent moon.

The old gentleman waited sculpturally for a minute, but received no response.

He waved his hand, and the headlights came on, the yellow light was still bright, and in front of the old gentleman's hand lay a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

The boy was in rags, his head was colored, blood was sticking to the hair on his forehead, and his breathing was a little heavy, but he still held a slender brass tube in his hand. A lightning bolt flashed, and the brightness of a few seconds made people see clearly, it turned out that there were several people lying motionless in this alley not far away, but only Du Yueming could hear his breathing.

"It doesn't seem to be going well. The old gentleman crouched down and muttered to himself.

The big black umbrella curtain generally insulated Du Yueming from the rain. The old gentleman snapped his fingers, and in the next second, countless firefly-like green points of light appeared, and then these healing green lights poured into Du Yueming's body.

After a while, Du Yueming suddenly coughed and opened his eyes. He felt a warmth he had never felt before, and it was so warm on a rainy night, warmer than sitting by the crackling fireplace of apples.

"Hello, heir. Again, the old gentleman said this, gently and politely.

"Following ...... Inheritor ???" Du Yueming looked stunned. What is going on? He grew up in an orphanage in a small town. What is the heir?What can be inherited?Is it an orphanage?

"Yes, you can't be wrong, you're the heir I'm looking for. The old gentleman smiled and affirmed. He put down the stick and took out a silk scarf to help Du Yueming wipe the dirt on his face, just like wiping a piece of jade, this silk scarf is extremely magical, and the place where it is gently brushed is extremely clean.

Du Yueming felt very comfortable, and for a moment he actually had an illusion that this old gentleman was actually more gentle than the dancers in the stinky leather tavern after stuffing money. Oh, it was a terrible feeling, and he immediately dismissed the thought.

"Could it be a mistake?" Du Yueming was obviously a little unacceptable. He muttered in his heart, it won't be a human trafficker, kidnapping me to be a slave, but how much can I, a little thug, sell for a few bucks? Besides, a trafficker with such a temperament?

Du Yueming's face was wiped clean, a little delicate, he had a pair of black pupils, obsidian-like, very deep.

"Yes, you can't be wrong. I know you can't understand it for a while, but that's the truth, I'm sorry that the family lost you. But now that the family is in danger, God has let me find you again, and this is your fate. ”

"Fate......" Fate, Du Yueming silently recited this somewhat grand and somewhat ethereal word.

"Are you ready? Unlike the other heirs of the family, you were born with nothing, which is a disadvantage, but I think it is also your strength. You have black gold blood in your veins, and whoever has this bloodline will be a legend. The old gentleman's voice suddenly rose high, like a wandering poet praising a grand epic.

The old gentleman's words seemed to have a huge magic power, Du Yueming looked up like a demon, and then he realized that this old gentleman-like man was actually not old, that kind of "old" was just a sense of style rather than age, under the top hat was a young face, with a neat beard, that face was as perfect as a sculpture, and it was also a pair of deep black pupils, with a modest smile on his face.

Du Yueming and the gentleman looked at each other, two pairs of black pupils, one large and one small, like two pairs of black holes, bottomless, with some mysterious gravitational pull.

There was a kind of anticipation in the gentleman's eyes, like a torch burning in the night.

"I ......" Du Yueming opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"Tick Tick Tick Tick ......"

Suddenly, the sound of the clock rang out, and it was so clear through the pouring rain that it seemed to be running directly in my head.

This voice was obviously not heard by Du Yueming alone.

The gentleman's face changed slightly, he took off the silver pocket watch on his chest, looked at it, and said, "Maybe you're not ready, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time." Tonight, I'm running out of time, and when you are willing to take my hand, please go to the highest part of the city and find me. ”

After the gentleman finished speaking, he put away his pocket watch and stopped looking at the time, and then politely folded the silk scarf and stuffed it into the tattered pocket on Du Yueming's chest, to the effect that "I gave it to you." Then he took out a black card and handed it to Du Yueming, saying, "This is the wealth left to you by the family, which is applicable to any bank in the world, but since you have not officially returned to the family, there are only 100,000 gold coins on it." ”

"100,000 gold coins!" Du Yueming only felt his heart arrest. You know, in Yangxi City, ten gold coins are equivalent to the expenses of an ordinary family for one or two months.

"Don't be surprised, this is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to your wealth. And in the future, as your authority increases, you will have more than just wealth, which is enough to shake the world...... All right...... The time is almost up,......" the old gentleman's words began to be a little choppy.

"I will wait for you at the highest place in the city......" This was the last sentence of the old gentleman, which was extremely clear, as if engraved in Du Yueming's mind.

After Du Yueming took the card, he felt that his vision was a little blurry, this space was not like a space, everything was like an illusory shadow, only the words of a gentleman were clear to follow. His vision became more and more blurred, and the words kept repeating in his ear, and finally Du Yueming only saw a smooth hand waving at him, as if saying goodbye.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the whole world was left with the sound of howling rain.

Du Yueming was the only one left in the alley, he was alone in the rain, but he felt so warm, and the rain was fragrant. It's hard to tell whether it's real or unreal.

Well, I suddenly remembered an old fairy tale that was widely circulated.

"The Little Boy Who Sold Water Pipes" ???

The rain became heavier, as if it was going to submerge the world, and finally, Du Yueming fell into a deep sleep.

............

A night without words, a night without feelings.

Du Yueming woke up. The body is warm and dry. He looked around, in a half-rotten airship in the slum, his home, familiar furnishings, dim light.

Above the iron frame bed, a familiar stinky foot hung in the air with the familiar sourness, and Du Yueming knew that this must be his roommate Fang Delin, who loved machinery. The guy hadn't woken up yet, and it looked like he was going to be tinkering with his broken brass and iron as usual.

Du Yueming yawned. Rise.

Something strange. Du Yue clearly remembered that last night he had a fight with a few gangsters who excluded him on weekdays in the alley. And it was raining heavily, and he seemed to have met a guy with a rather aristocratic temperament...... But when I woke up, everything was gone, and I lay down at home.

Du Yueming shook his head, was it just a dream, and he hadn't gone out from beginning to end yesterday? He checked his body, there was no trace of injury, and he didn't find the silk scarf and the black card worth 100,000 gold coins on his body.

Hell, it's a pipe dream.

I don't know if the rain has stopped outside. Du Yueming opened the curtain of the rotten cloth.

Sunlight shone in through the round airship window, and almost golden dust flew in the air. In front of the window was a table made of scrap metal, with two worn-out books and many mechanical parts. Springs, bearings, gears, and other messes reflect the cold light of metal. Du Yueming felt that this light was a little dazzling, he went to pull these parts, and the next second he froze.

The solid-colored silk scarf was neatly folded, and it was so fine and dusty among the oily mechanical parts, and a black card with extraordinary texture was placed on the silk scarf. These two objects are so real in the sunlight, and they are reflected in Du Yueming's black pupils like close-ups.