Chapter 2 2.The Dead Soul

4.13 It was cloudy day and night

Today, while I was wearing headphones and listening to my favorite soft music, I was about to continue sharing my story, when I suddenly looked up at the night sky and tried to find the stars through the somewhat blurry glass window. This habitual behavior began when I first saw a few twinkling stars in the sky after I was ten years old.

So, every night, I would subconsciously look into the night sky to look for it, and occasionally I would see one or two small bright spots. But ever since I knew it could be a satellite, I began to wonder about every look. This made me change my mindset a little bit, and I even started to get discouraged, because while I was suspicious, I would think of some people who left because of my fault. But that's all for later, today, where to start?

By the way, let's start with my birth.

When I opened my eyes, I vaguely remembered the fact that I had 'died'.

I was so impressed by the mysterious girl who was called the Usher that I was looking forward to seeing her again. After all, how shocked she would have been to learn that there were memories of my past life in the world I had been reborn in. Even I can imagine how that blushing face of shame would arouse my playful heart.

However, after decades of life, my heart is already as pale as sideburns, how can I stir up that heat again.

It's just that the joy expressed by the tears of the couple in front of me is the first time I have seen it, but it is the second time I have felt it.

I could clearly hear the name they gave me, Hokuto Yaichi.

Coincidentally, in the previous world, my name was also Hokutoyachi.

At that time, my mother told me that because I had a double surname Beidou, but this surname was really rare, I really had a hard time choosing a name. I finally thought of one also

It's a reasonable name.,Hokuto Yaichi.,But in my childhood, because the name was very similar to the Oriental, I was always cruelly treated by many people who hated the Oriental.。

I once cried and asked my parents why I was surnamed Beidou and why I was called Beidou Yaichi.

At that time, they just hugged me with tears and wry smiles, and told me that everything would pass until I was buried in the ground, and they never knew the meaning of the name. My answer to my children is like that of parents buried in the ground with secrets.

Thinking of these somewhat tragic pasts, even though my spirit and mind have long been old, my body is still a child, uncontrollable, and crying under the care of my parents.

That day was the first time in the 60 years since I got married that I cried so happily and thoroughly.

In addition to the joy of my parents and the blessings of others who came to help, all I heard was the whisper of my mother in my ear.

"May you live a healthy and happy life in this world, my favorite child"

Who made them think that I couldn't remember such a thing at a young age, but I still wrote it down, and I heard that in addition to anticipation, there was helplessness and regret in the words. So much so that later that incident happened, and laid the foundation for my bloody but brilliant life.

I still remember when I was seven years old, I met an old man who changed the trajectory of my future.

On that day, I lay on the lawn by the roadside, with the shade of the leaves covering the sun, and at the same time feeling the afternoon breeze caressing my cheeks, the gentle comfort of the earth and the smell of grass and earth, which made me feel comfortable and comfortable.

"That little friend, that little one lying in the shade of the tree," came a man's kind voice, which sounded like an old man.

I opened my eyes and got up, and looked at him, as I expected, except that the old man was dressed in a cloth robe, and I did not see any other characteristic of the old man than the gray beard and hair, and the wrinkles carved by the years on his kind smile.

After all, not every old man has the shoulders and the straight and sturdy body, even if he is wearing a robe, he can see at a glance that he is old and strong.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Yes, it's your little friend" His warm smile made me unable to refuse, although I had already experienced the vicissitudes of life in my heart, but I could not refuse an old man who looked so sunny and kind, perhaps, he was the same age as before, and it was about the same.

I got up and patted my ass and stepped forward, asking with childlike innocence and respect, "Old man, what are you looking for me?" ”

"There are not many children who answer politely like you these days," he smiled and touched my head, then frowned, and looked at me with a serious look.

I also noticed the dark gold mechanical right arm that he was trying to hide in his robes, and although the metal shell wrapped around the position of the arm, the exposed joints could still see the tightened screws and arranged hoses.

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, and at the same time, I met such a look, even if I had never had the most fierce boss I had ever come into contact with, as if there was some invisible gravitational force trying to suck me into the abyss, and like some kind of power that saw through all of me.

"Child," his friendly voice pulled me back to reality from my stunned state.

"You, you say" I felt that kind of look, and I couldn't help but be wary and afraid of the old man in front of me.

"I want to ask what your name is"

"Hokuto Yaichi"

"Hokuto Yaichi, hmm" he nodded: "Although it sounds like the name of the East Country of the Far East, it is destined." The Beidou clan has finally found it" He talked to himself selflessly, and at the same time showed a look of relief, which could not escape the eyes I had experienced in my previous life. But this makes me wonder, who is he and what is he going to do? What did he mean in his words?

"Kid," he said, looking at me again, his eyebrows were much more complicated. It's like a turning point in life, and the expression at the moment after making a choice is not dignified, but it is not relaxed: "Little friend, I came here to settle down, can you take me to meet your village chief?" ”。

"Okay, but I don't know what you call it yet"

I don't know who he is, but at least, I need to know his name.

"It's good if you call me Teacher Bai"

"Teacher Bai? What are you going to teach me? "I'm even more curious about this mysterious old man.

He just smiled, and didn't want to say anything more: "It's better to trouble the children to take me to your village chief."

I nodded and asked no more.

After talking with the village chief, he learned that the old man's name was Zhang Bairen, an old man from the nearest steel city, according to him, he was a blacksmith when he was young, and he was also a weapon designer, and the right arm of the manipulator is the best proof of this. The old man also said that he was tired of living in a city full of the smell of engine oil in Steel City, so he wanted to find a place to spend his old age in peace, and saw that we had a good scenery here, and wanted to settle down.

The village chief was very enthusiastic about coming from the city, and soon, the news that there was an old man from the city in the village spread throughout the village, and many people crowded into the village chief's house to join in the fun, wanting to see the people from the city. The next day, I don't know who spread the rumors, and there are many versions of the old man.

Of course, few people in the village can enter the city, at most they go to nearby towns, not because they can't go, but because they can't go, in this world, even the city level is very strict, and if the countryman wants to enter the city, unless he pays a certain amount of money and has to go through the corresponding procedures, otherwise you will never be able to enter. The last villager who went to the city was the only one of the richest people in the village, and he still wanted to settle down, and that day caused a sensation in the whole village to see him off, and the family was moved to say that they would definitely come back often. However, at that time, I was still nursing in my mother's arms, but I still had the memories of my past life and my old heart, so I knew everything about it. Since they moved away, they have not returned, and no one has entered the city again.

Therefore, the arrival of an old man from the city in the village caused a sensation in the whole village, and it was lively for a whole month. The children would run to his house to ask him about the interesting things in the city, and the adults would bring him some food or wine as a sign of closeness and friendliness.

Although I wore colored glasses, I scoffed at this, thinking that it was just to curry favor with the old man's identity in the city. But on second thought, maybe it's also the simple and sincere side of the villagers, maybe it's because I've been wearing colored glasses for too long.

It's just that the old man named Zhang Bairen is very interested in me, and it is better to say that many times he took the initiative to invite me to his house as a guest. Although I still have lingering feelings about the first meeting, I still accepted his invitation, after all, everyone has a past that they want to hide and bury, and everyone has a sincere and kind side, and I still have some faith.

So, since then, I have often been cared for and helped by the old man, and gradually, I have accepted this old man as my teacher, and I have also learned many things with humility. My parents were relieved to see that I was close to the elderly people in the city and that I could learn a lot, and they looked forward to the day when I could become the pride of my family.

The years have passed, the seasons have been reincarnated, and in a trance, I have been seventeen years old, and in these seventeen years I have learned a lot about this world, the humans of this world, other races, languages, words, and the magic-like thing that this world has given me: the Emperor.

It's hard for me to believe that a lot of things in this world are the same as the earth, but the development on the so-called tech tree and the social structure created by humans and other highly intelligent beings are completely different. A master who is born to use the Go, and an ordinary person who can't use the Go, but can build the entire human world out of steel.

At the same time, I also realized that the more I got to know the teacher, the harder it was for me to believe that he was just a blacksmith from the Iron City. But if he doesn't say it, I won't go any further.

My father needed to go to the next town to sell some wild vegetables or the occasional game, and my mother would sew and mend clothes for others in the next town. This morning, my father said that he was going to dig more wild vegetables in the old place in the mountains next to him, and my mother also went to the mountains to help, thinking that the two of them could sell more baskets in four baskets, so she went out early.

When I woke up, I was still in a trance of the new world in front of me, and although it had been seventeen years, I had only been confined to this village, and I knew nothing about the outside world. After I learned about the gap between rich and poor in this world, I was somewhat glad that I was born in some of the more peaceful countries on earth. At the same time, I have a desire to spend my life in this still strange world.

The furniture made of ordinary wood is also very simple, and the tables, chairs, and beds are so crowded in a small hut.

However, it is enough for me to live alone. There is a pot of my favorite orchid on the table, and it may bloom in the near future. I don't like the flower itself, I just like its meaning. That's the kind of character I used to aspire to, but I know I don't deserve it, or rather, it's not by nature.

In addition, there is only this literacy reference book, and it is also the only book in the family, because of poverty, even food and clothing are a problem at home, and the family cannot afford to pay for school, let alone study.

This book is still a discarded literacy book that my father picked up in the next town. Although it is not thick, you can still learn the basic characters.

Because the memory of the previous life and the imprint of language and writing are deeply ingrained, it is also a bit difficult and laborious to learn.

Fortunately, the old man taught me how to read and write, and how to better communicate in the language of this world, and I learned a lot from this, and if I convert it to the school system on the earth, my knowledge should be at the university level.

However, the difference is that the school system is only available in the city schools, and even the schools founded by people in the towns or villages who can afford it are at best ordinary literacy and language. There is no such thing as a school system.

At this point, my gratitude and respect for the old man gradually erased the fear and curiosity I had for him as a child.

If I were an old man at this time, I might think that he was a good friend or a teacher of knowledge, but in this life, I am just a child, and although I am old in my heart, I try to learn the tone of a child, and humbly ask him for advice, simply as a mentor in the sense of life.

Today, I took out this reference book that I didn't need to read for a long time, not because I wanted to re-study, but because the old man said that there was something important and asked me to take the book in my hand and go to him.

I saw that his brows were furrowed, affectionate and serious, and some bad thoughts rose in my heart. I asked, but he didn't answer anything.

When I walked out of the house, full of doubts and some expectations of what he would teach me, the sky that had been clear suddenly became cloudy, and then green thunder rolled like snakes in the clouds, making a roaring sound. The green serpent that swam in the clouds swiftly and meandered downward, striking the fragile earth compared to it.

Not far in front of me, the moment the thunder snake hit the ground, the fire ignited like a spring. I was stunned by what I saw, and the buzz of thunder remained in my ears.

"Oh no! The village chief's house is on fire!! "Someone started calling for help in the village. The villagers are using wooden basins and barrels to carry water to fight the fire. But the fire did not abate in the slightest.

But this is no coincidence, because as the thunderbolt fell, the Dao Razer fell mercilessly in and around the village as if it had found their target.

"It's on fire!! Run!! "Frightened people are running for their lives, some are desperately trying to put out fires, children are crying in fear, and some people are taking advantage of the opportunity to break into other people's homes and steal valuable things.

The town, which had been peaceful, suddenly became a mess, the flames were unusually hot and bright under the darkness of the dark clouds, the wailing people and charred corpses were everywhere, and the people who were struck by lightning instantly disappeared and left only a pool of black blood, like hell.

Suddenly, another of the most fierce and ferocious green thunderbolts slammed into the mountain I knew best, and in that instant, the mountain was cut in half.

The fire burned down the entire mountain, which was already not high, and under the volcano was the village that was also submerged in the flames.

I stared blankly at everything in front of me, even though I was a weathered old man in my heart, but I had never seen such a scene. More realistic than any movie, more realistic than any special effects. The tear-stained cheeks had long since lost sensation, and despite the shame, my pants were wet. The book in my hand was also clutched to death by me because of my fear.

Suddenly, a green thunderbolt came straight at me, and I was already too frightened to dodge. Rather, I was scared out of fear.

Because lightning was only an instantaneous thing, I couldn't even tell me the horror, and suddenly, a figure faster than thunder and lightning stood in front of me.

Instinctively, I raised my arms and closed my eyes. But when he realized that he was still alive, he opened his eyes slightly, and saw the blue barrier, and the familiar back that held up the barrier.

"Is it okay to be in the night?!" The teacher's voice swept away some of the fear in me.

"Hmm" I nodded slightly, and then I noticed that it was the teacher who used the energy in the mechanical arm to spread the barrier. The blue thunder and the blue barrier dissolved into nothingness in the moment of cancellation, leaving only fluorescent dots floating in the air. and the teacher's burning, red-hot mechanical arm.

"It's ironic that I can't imagine that I will really use the robotic arm this day" I could clearly hear his self-deprecation and the helpless wry smile on his face.

"Teacher" I panicked, and could only look at him in confusion and horror.

"I'll explain to you slowly, but for now I'm going to take you out of here"

"But," I trembled and raised my finger to point to the mountain in the distance, and though I already knew the general idea in my heart, I still refused to admit that luck.

The teacher shook his head silently, and the coolness in my heart suddenly surged all over my body, at this moment, my mind was blank, except for staring blankly at the mountains and the corners of my dry eyes, I realized that my heart was so weak and cold.

The teacher didn't say a word more, he just carried me, and I didn't care about why he was able to resist me's boring question, just stared blankly into the distance, at the moment when I was taken away by the teacher, in the end, I couldn't help but cry towards the mountain: "Dad!! Mother!!!!! ”

On that day, I lost my loved ones again, and on that day, there was no mercy of the rain, only a merciless burning fire. On that day, there was no fresh smell of mud and grass in the air, only the smell of fishy and burnt. That day, I watched the green snake roll dumbly, and I saw a figure under the dark cloudy sky.