Alina Huo stood up and shouted hoarsely, "Enough! The wolf cub is not a disaster star at all, he is a good person, it was the wolf cub who saved me, I will not allow you to hurt him! ”

Although the patriarch is dead, his prestige among the clan is still there, and Alina is the patriarch's daughter after all, and her words shocked people and stopped talking.

Finally, the deputy patriarch said: "Even if the wolf cub saves Alina, but he still attracts the robber disaster, it is okay not to kill him, but he is not allowed to migrate with us, he must leave, and he cannot return to the tribe for half a step from now on, otherwise even if he saves Alina, don't blame us for being polite!" ”

This may be the best ending, and Amama and Alina have to agree.

The tribesmen began to pack up, and the wolf cub entered the tent, and Ama's old tears flowed, and she stroked the wolf cub's head and told the wolf cub his life story:

Fifteen years ago, that evening, dark clouds were thick, the wind was howling, and the sky was thundering. In the felt tent, a woman lay on the felt, crying hoarsely, sweating profusely, her lips were white, and her belly was high and bulging, indicating that she was about to give birth, but she had been struggling on the couch for several hours, and was about to collapse. The witch who delivered the baby clung to her feet and shouted, "Hard, hard! But her strength was getting weaker and weaker.

The woman's husband, Tatam, waited anxiously outside the tent, walking back and forth, restless, rubbing his hands together and not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky, a dazzling white light pierced the sky, and a raging flame broke through the dark clouds, swept across the sky, and roared towards the vast grassland.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were like daylight, and when the flames were about to approach the ground, the entire grassland burned instantly, and many herdsmen, cattle, sheep and horses were burned alive.

A white light pierced the yurt where the woman was, and the woman used the last bit of strength to exert herself, her dry lips trembled slightly, her eyes staring straight at the sky, her breathing getting weaker and weaker......

As the witch chanted the words, she cried out, "Bad omen! Ominous! We're done! ”

Tatam rushed into the yurt and wept, but nothing could be done, and the woman he loved left him forever. The fetus in the womb was not born.

At this time, only a sharp whistling was heard, and an object falling from the sky pierced the felt tent and landed not far from the woman's body.

When Ama looked at it, she found that it was a heart-shaped obsidian, and she trembled and picked up the obsidian in her hand, wiping her tears from time to time.

The man was heartbroken and clung to the woman's corpse and wept bitterly.

When the flames on the grassland were extinguished, the dark clouds in the sky had faded, and a bright moon hung in the sky, it would have been difficult to associate this place with the aftermath of the catastrophe if it had not been for the man kneeling on the ground with the woman's corpse.

According to the custom of the clan, the deceased were cremated. They set up the pyre, Tatam carried his wife's body to the pyre, covered it with a white cloth, and when he raised the torch and was about to throw it at the pyre, a clear shout came: "Wait! ”

People followed the prestige, only to see a white-haired Taoist appeared not far away, because people were focused on the cremation scene, no one even found out when the Taoist appeared.

I saw the Taoist go straight to the woman's corpse, he opened the white cloth, checked the woman's pulse, and his face was solemn.

People looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do.

Then he took out a sharp dagger from his bosom, took the torch of Tatam, roasted it on the knife for a while, and then plunged it into the woman's bulging belly.

Tatam couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "What are you going to do? Hugh is unreasonable to my wife's corpse! Then he threw himself at the Taoist, obviously trying to stop the Taoist.

The man did not speak, but he pointed with his other hand, and a strong wind flew towards Tatam, who was nailed to the ground like a stake and did not move.

The other villagers were about to pounce on them when they heard a baby's crisp cry. There is already a crying baby in the hands of the Taoist.

Everyone finally understood that the Taoist had rescued the baby in the woman's womb.

The old grandmother was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the baby in her hand, and when she saw that it was a boy, she took a towel and wiped the baby's body clean, and wrapped him in the swaddling clothes that had been prepared long ago.

The Taoist tapped Tatam's shoulder, and Tatam resumed his movements. He suddenly fell at the feet of the Taoist, kowtowed three times, and said, "Old immortal, please save my wife, please!" ”

The Taoist helped Tatam up, shook his head, and said, "I can't go back to heaven anymore, your wife is dead!" ”

Tatam threw himself at his wife's corpse in despair, staring blankly at his wife's increasingly cold corpse.

The Taoist came over to look at the baby, stroked the fluttering white beard, and then looked at the obsidian in Aramma's hand and said, "Let me see!" ”

Arama handed the obsidian to the Taoist. The Taoist looked at it carefully for a while, thoughtful. Then he took out a red head rope from his bosom, tied the obsidian and put it around the baby's neck, and said to the old grandmother: "This child has wonderful bones and talents, raise him to adulthood, and if he can survive until he is fifteen years old, let him bring this obsidian to Xuanqi Mountain to find me." With that, he disappeared into the moonlight like a gust of wind

After this catastrophe, the sorcerer blamed the child for all this, and she said, "The disaster is out, and the dragon is gone!" ”

The tribesmen regard the child removed from the mother's womb as a bad omen. Tatam was also angry with the baby because of his wife's difficult birth, and he pulled out his waist knife, but after all, it was his own flesh and blood, how could he get this hand? But the pain of dying his beloved is far greater than his love for his child, and he makes a decision to leave the child to fend for himself. How cruel and unfair this is for a weak baby! But the ruthless father still made up his mind. Although the old grandmother resolutely refused, Tatam forcibly took the baby away, rode a fast horse, and abandoned the baby in the wolf mountain.

The grandmother was old and soft, and she could only watch her son take her grandson away, crying without tears.

Wolf Mountain. In the middle of the mountains, a she-wolf screamed in the sky, her eyes were full of tears, her eyes were full of sadness, her howl was so painful and helpless, and in front of her lay the charred corpses of several cubs. On this day, the she-wolf gave birth to a litter of cubs, but all the cubs were burned to death by a fire that fell from the sky, and none of them were spared.

After Tatam discarded the baby, he left Wolf Mountain. The baby's cry caught the attention of the she-wolf, who followed the sound and found the baby in the swaddling clothes. Seeing the she-wolf walking towards the baby step by step. The poor baby would have known that danger was approaching him, and his little immature hands scratched at it out of thin air......

However, a miracle happened, when the she-wolf, grieving the loss of her cubs, saw the baby abandoned by Tatam, her natural motherhood allowed her to breastfeed the baby instead of eating it.

That night, the terrible wolf howl made people shudder, and the tribesmen hid in their tents and did not dare to come out, who would care about the life or death of a weak life?

The next morning, the grandmother was woken up by a baby's cry, when he opened the curtain of the yurt, only to see a live baby sleeping in swaddling clothes, the corners of the mouth flowing**, although the face is a little dirty, but a pair of big watery eyes are shining, very cute, there is an obsidian pendant hanging on the chest, this is not his grandson and who is it?

Not far away, a she-wolf kept looking at this side, from time to time let out a low whining, when I saw the old grandmother picking up the baby on the ground, the she-wolf ran to the direction of the distant wolf mountain......

This baby is a wolf cub.

Grandma picked up the obsidian pendant on the wolf cub's chest and said to him: "Child, the clansmen regard you as a bad omen, my old bones are nothing, I know that my grandson must not be a disaster, the old fairy said that you are a genius of the world, and you will definitely make great achievements in the future, even if it is not why, it is to fight for this breath, and you can't let the clansmen look down on us, if you can't learn the ability, don't come back to see me." You can go with peace of mind, don't worry about me, go to Xuanyi Mountain to find the old immortal who saved you! ”

At this time, Alina walked in and said to the wolf cub, "This time the robbers have suffered heavy losses, they will definitely not give up, if they want to come back for revenge, the target must be you." Go, wolf cub, Arama has me, you don't have to worry, don't worry! ”

With tears in his eyes, the wolf cub knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Grandma three times, then got up and held Alina's hands, looking at Alima expectantly, as if to say, "Grandma will ask you!" Then he took the bags prepared for him by his grandmother, as well as some dried meat and water, reluctantly said goodbye to his grandmother and Alina, and embarked on the journey to Xianshan to learn art.