Chapter 1: Wind and Rain

evening

The rolling clouds above the sky obscured the last rays of daylight in the sky, and the sunset, which was as large as a stone plate, had to be reluctant to hide in the mountains in the distance.

A few lightning bolts swept across the top of the dark clouds, and a few rabbits in the recesses of the mountains were gnawing on the grass, and fled in fright until they got into a nest not far away and refused to poke their heads out again.

At some point, the wind swept in, swept the gravel and dust on the ground, and made a piercing eardrum-piercing whistling sound to attack all living beings on the earth, and the few trees on the edge of the sky that blocked the view were ruthlessly destroyed by the wind in an instant, and in a short time they were already waist-high.

"Click"!

Thunder began to follow the wind in the dark sky.

It let out a loud roar, shaking the rubble on the peaks of the distant mountains rolling down.

Winding over the stormy earth is a mountain range, which winds for thousands of miles, and it is strange to say that the rocks in this mountain range are all black, and most of the places on the rocks are almost barren.

In many parts of the mountains, black mud is mixed with large and small swampy wetlands.

Over time, the swamp has turned black indistinguishable from the nearby rocks.

Once the creature accidentally passes through the swamp, once it falls into the black swamp, it is left to struggle in vain until the body is exhausted and falls into the swamp, and after a while, the flesh decays in the swamp, and once a strong wind passes through the swamp, the strong smell of rot drifts with the wind for thousands of miles.

The rotten smell of people and animals sucks the body, and the heavy one falls to the ground and dies, and the light person will also get a serious illness, this mountain is named because of the danger and many Ze: Kurosawa Mountain.

It is rumored that Mt. Kurosawa was once the land of all gods in ancient times, and it has the reputation of being the spirit of heaven and earth, and Kurosawa is the most spiritual.

It used to be full of spiritual energy, and the whole mountain was originally lush and green, and there were all kinds of mythical beasts breeding and haunting.

Ancient ancestors were born here, and comprehended the innate avenue here, but for some reason, a devastating disaster occurred in Mt. Kurosawa, the land of all gods.

Today, the entire Kurosawa Mountains have undergone a radical change, and they are no longer suitable for human habitation.

Nowadays, Mt. Kurosawa has become a symbol of the land of demons, and it is very annoying to think of the land of Zedi, and the mountains are rolling for thousands of miles, and over time the heart has become the lair of fierce beasts.

In particular, some strange beasts with strange and ferocious bodies that seem to crawl out of hell are even more terrifying.

At this time, the thunder and lightning in the sky of Mt. Kurosawa became more and more intense, and it was bright and dark in the dark night sky.

Terrifying thunder and lightning rumbled, as if they would not stop until they tore Mount Kurosawa below to shreds.

At this time, the ground under the Kurosawa Mountains.

Not far away, at the foot of Mt. Kurosawa, a lonely hut was struck by strong winds and lightning.

The whole thatched hut creaked, as if it would fall with the wind in the next moment, and the whole thing would be destroyed by the wind and collapse.

"Ahem"

A low cough rang out from inside the hut, and then it was immediately drowned out in the deafening thunder of the sky outside.

Outside the thatched hut, the heavy rain had arrived, whistling and hitting the low thatched hut, making a clattering sound.

"Damn the hell weather says the wind is the rain."

An orange light in the thatched hut shone on a middle-aged man, making his original body look extraordinarily slender.

He muttered impatiently as he reached out to close the doors and windows that were squeaky and swaying in the wind.

The middle-aged man had just locked the window with a wooden bolt when he saw two wooden doors click.

For a moment, the two wooden doors swayed their fragile bodies in the wind like boats in the waves of an angry sea.

The faint lights in the house went out all at once, and the only thing I could hear was the whirring wind on both sides of my ears, and I only felt the dust mixed with the leaves on my face hurt.

"Grandpa!, what's going on?".

In the dark grass hut, the voice of a timid boy came.

"Stinky boy, am I that old? How many times have I told you to call my father."

The middle-aged man's eyes were blazing, and the darkness did not affect his vision.

He lifted the square table in the middle of the hut with one hand, and pressed it against the two wooden doors, and said without looking back.

After a while, all the things that could be used in the house were blocked behind the two doors, and the two wooden doors were finally firmly fixed in the room, and the original tranquility was restored.

At this time, the middle-aged man let out a long breath and shouted, "Oops! It's an old man! I'm almost exhausted......."

The middle-aged man sat on the ground and panted and shouted into the room, "Come, come, boy, come and pour me a glass of water."

Tomorrow, if the weather is good, I will definitely renovate this dilapidated house!"

A ray of light drove away the darkness, and a little boy about seven or eight years old, with a bare wet body, walked out of another grass hut with a fire fold in his hand.

He carefully ignited the lamp oil on the wooden pillar, extinguished the fire in his hand, and then stared at the embarrassed grass hut hall.

"Smack".

The pain in his head came from the little boy couldn't help but groan, holding his head in his hands and screaming.

"Stinky boy is in a daze again!, if I guessed correctly, your body has become resistant to the effect of the drug again, and the symptoms of congenital dementia have been restored.

"It seems that it is not possible to expect you to give me a pension after all! Maybe you will go one step ahead of me, and then it will really be a white-haired person to a black-haired person!"

The middle-aged man looked to himself about the slightest sadness in his expression, and his tone was full of banter and schadenfreude.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the little boy's face turned pale with fright, his lips couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly poured a glass of water and said respectfully: "Uncle, please use tea!"

"Hey, it's useless to tell you to please me, and it's not okay to call me uncle. ”

The middle-aged man took the teacup and drank it all and continued: "You take a look at your body first, the roots of your hair color have turned white, and your congenital premature aging physique has begun to rebound again, if you can't suppress it now, the date of your death is really not that day!"

"Don't worry, you won't be able to die for a while, I really don't understand that you are more afraid of death than me at a young age. ”

Syllable.

Outside the house, there was a deafening thunder and lightning that destroyed the sky and the earthquake, and the sound of thunder and lightning rolling and tumbling frightened the old and young people in the house, and they did not dare to speak again.

"Boy, go to sleep, don't go out tonight under any circumstances, remember not to go out no matter what happens."

As if thinking of something, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly became solemn.

He frowned, carefully explained the boy's words, and in the next moment, his body disappeared into the house.