For as long as I can remember, I have lived under the eaves of the foot of the hill where the trees are lined with trees and the birds are singing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It's a pity that I never had a chance to go back after leaving, and I can't go back to that innocence and infighting.

- "Memoirs of Fan"

In 786, two earth-shattering events occurred on the mainland. One of them is that the Celestial Dragon Kingdom gave birth to the ninth dragon son, and the Dragon Emperor announced to the world, promising to abdicate within ten years and begin to close the life and death pass; The second is the fall of the third Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, it is said that whoever gathers millions of fresh souls first will be the next Demon Lord.

The abdication of the Dragon Emperor means that the nine dragon sons will stage a fratricidal battle for the throne again; The fall of the Demon Lord means that tens of millions of innocent beings will be slaughtered. The entire continent suddenly fell into a state of panic in which everyone was in danger and panic.

Of course, there will be exceptions.

The northernmost part of the Celestial Dragon Kingdom is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, and between two nameless mountains, there is a gurgling stream. In the direction of the rising sun, there is a simple thatched house. A little girl with pigtails, beside the stream, shaking her head and reciting some strange sentences; An old woman with silver hair and no eyebrows sat on a bamboo chair, embroidering a handkerchief with a needle and thread in her hand, her face looking kind and kind, and from time to time smiling to correct the mistakes in the little girl's recitation.

"Mother-in-law, the pronunciation of these words is so strange, I don't understand what they mean." The little girl tilted her head to peek at the embroidery in the old woman's hand, and whispered softly.

The old woman was still shuttling on the silk cloth with stitches and threads, and replied with a smile: "It's that our family is too smart, and the language of the human race was learned before the age of five, so the mother-in-law naturally wants to teach you the language of the demon race." ”

The little girl looked puzzled, thought for a while, frowned and shook her little head, "Mother-in-law, you still teach me embroidery, this language of the demon clan is too difficult to learn." ”

The old woman put down the embroidery, grabbed the little girl's white and tender little hand, patted it gently, and said: "Look at your little hand, the fingers are not as long as an embroidery needle, how can you have the strength to embroider, this is physical work, you just look at it obediently." ”

The youngest daughter shook her palms vigorously, trying to prove that she was very strong, but she was always fascinated by the painting in the embroidery. The old woman embroidered two orioles, with a red flower and green leaves as a background. It looks like a simple embroidery, but I always feel that the orioles in it will leap out at any time, the red flowers will fall at any time, and the green leaves will turn yellow at any time.

Near the end, the old woman slowed down the speed of the needle and thread, and said: "Fan'er, in fact, you have seen that I have been embroidering for so many years, and I have long been familiar with the embroidery method and stitching method, but you are still young, and the hand bones have not yet been formed, and it will be too hard to practice embroidery." ”

"I'm not afraid of hardship!" The little girl stood up straight, trying to show her determination to endure hardships.

"If you want to endure hardship, your mother-in-law can't bear it." When the old woman pierced the oriole's eyeball, she paused, flicked her little finger, and the end of the thread was retracted. The whole embroidery suddenly lost its agility and became an embroidered handkerchief of acceptable quality.

The little girl carefully picked up the embroidered handkerchief, pondered carefully for a while, and said, "Mother-in-law, you don't finish embroidering your eyes every time, are you afraid that the birds will fly away?" ”

The old woman was slightly stunned, then shook her head and touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile: "Yes, they will fly away, then mother-in-law, aren't I busy in vain today?" ”

The little girl half-believed and studied the oriole embroidered with Pari, and blew it up gently, but it didn't seem to react.

The old woman looked at the sky, looked into the distance, frowned slightly, and said to herself: "Strange, usually the woodcutter arrived early at this hour, what happened today?" ”

The sunset slowly dyed the stream red, the old woman sighed lightly, began to lift the bamboo chair and walked into the house, and said casually: "Girl, go back to the house, your Uncle Lu may have something to do today, and he won't come." ”

"Ah......" The little girl dragged out the tail note and shouted in disappointment, "Uncle Lu, a big liar, also said that he would bring me beautiful stones!" Swindler! Swindler! ”

Seeing the little girl pouting and kicking the rocks by the river, the old woman also smiled dumbly: "Okay, little ancestor, hurry back to the house, I found a few wild goose eggs in the forest this morning, and I will make you scrambled eggs to eat at night." ”

"Wow! Scrambled eggs! Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I want to eat egg fried rice! As soon as the little girl heard that there was game and delicacies, she immediately put the unhappiness behind her, and followed the old woman back to the house.

The sun sets, day and night alternate. The sky is hung with a first-quarter moon, and countless stars are reflected in the stream, as if it is a miniature galaxy. The only warm glow in the night came from the small thatched hut. One young and one old, one is eating happily, and the other is looking at it kindly and happily.

"How can a girl's eating look so ugly, eat slowly, no one will rob you." The old woman picked up a golden grain of rice and slowly put it into her mouth as a demonstration.

"Mother-in-law, if I eat like you, I will starve to death a long time ago!" The little girl swept a bowl away, and then the bowl was facing outward, and he smiled: "I want another bowl!" ”

"Looks like you're starting to grow." The old woman took the bowl and walked towards the stove. When he saw that there was only the last spoonful of rice left in the pot, he could only breathe a sigh of relief: "The amount of rice has become larger, and it will be a little troublesome if the woodcutter doesn't come tomorrow." ”

When the old woman returned to the living room with the wooden bowl, she smiled dumbly: the little girl fell asleep with a spoon in her mouth and rice grains hanging from the corners of her mouth.

"Princess, the old body takes care of Fan'er, she is very healthy and happy. It's just that I've been flustered lately, and I feel like something big is about to happen. Qin picked up Chen Fan'er, walked to the side of the bed, and gently put it down, silently thinking about some things in his heart.

Chen Fan'er's worried little eyes opened for a while, and she hummed softly, seeing that Qin was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief. With a warm smile in return, he fell asleep on his side.

Qin returned to the table and sorted out the dishes. The night in the mountains was silent, and Qin drew an asymmetrical pattern on the clean table, as if he wanted to calculate something, but every time the pattern was drawn halfway, it would automatically disappear.

A heavy melancholy color appeared on the wrinkled old face, and with a wave of Qin's one hand, the only light in the night disappeared, and she also disappeared into the night.

It didn't take long for Chen Fan'er to start babbling, and what she said was a strange demon language that she had learned during the day. At the beginning, it was a few words that were disorganized and illogical, and after being intermittent, he finally said the demon language: "Mother, Fire Phoenix, Father, True Dragon......"