In the early morning, the sky had just dawned, and there were a few stars scattered scattered in the pale sky.

Qingmo Town seemed to be still asleep, quietly, except for the occasional flickering lights, which were when someone got up and started working.

The light in the room was very dim, Chen Mu got up from the bed with the faint light, picked up the coat on the table, pushed open the door of the room, and put the coat on as he walked.

When he walked to the hall, he saw that the other room was still dark, and he knew that his grandfather had not yet gotten up, so he walked forward cautiously.

He opened the dilapidated outer door, stepped over the threshold on tiptoe, and then turned and slowly closed the outer door.

Outside the house, it is the main street of Qingmo Town, it is still early, and there is no figure in sight on the street.

He took a deep breath, removed the remaining fatigue, moved his feet, and walked forward on a pair of tattered cloth shoes that had been mended many times.

Because there was no one, the streets seemed empty, and a cold wind blew.

Chen Mu pulled the collar of his coat up, shrunk his neck, his muscles still trembled a little unconsciously, he crossed his arms in front of his chest again, jumped on the spot a few times, and felt a lot warmer.

Because he was born with a small divine vein, he was not selected by the Lingyun Academy, so he had no chance to practice.

If that's the case, it's acceptable, and it's acceptable to be able to live an ordinary life like a normal person, but the small vein of the god has affected his physical growth, causing him to be thinner than ordinary children since he was a child, and standing is worrying that the wind will blow away.

Lingyun Temple was established by the Lingyun Sect in Qingma Town, and it is a place dedicated to cultivating disciples.

When the child reaches the age of ten, he can go there for the divine pulse test, the divine vein is a necessary condition for cultivation, and if you have a good divine vein, you can be selected as a junior disciple by the Lingyun Academy, as long as you pass the assessment at the age of thirteen, you will be brought back to the Lingyun Sect to recruit as a formal disciple, and from then on you will open the real path of cultivation, pursue the legendary method of immortality, and then fly to the sky and the earth, and spread the name in the world!

And those children who don't pass the assessment can only go home and do what they should do, without follow-up exercises, and without the resources for cultivation, immortality is far away!

Lingyun Academy's requirements for recruiting disciples are very strict, and only those with particularly good divine veins are accepted.

A total of only fifty junior disciples are recruited in a year, and less than ten can finally become full-fledged disciples.

Chen Mu, who is now twelve, also participated in the enrollment of Lingyun Academy two years ago, and because of the divine vein, there is no doubt that he was directly eliminated.

The path of cultivation is broken, but he still has to live, and he must find a job to do, but who will give him a job to do with his thin body? When the time comes, if the work is not done well, and someone has an accident, he will have to pay something for it.

Chen Mu ran all over Qingmo Town, and no one was willing to take him in.

In the end, thanks to his grandfather's good relationship with the owner of the blacksmith shop, he got a job there.

The owner of the blacksmith shop is called Huo Gang, and he has opened a very small blacksmith shop in the west of the town, and there are several blacksmith shops of his size in the town.

There are only two people who usually work in the shop, Chen Mu and the boss Huo Gang, and sometimes Huo Gang's daughter will come to help in her free time.

His wife died many years ago, leaving only a very young daughter, named Huo Qingyan, who did not remarry in the years since his wife died, and raised his daughter alone.

Huo Qingyan is eleven years old this year, her black hair is casually draped over her shoulders, and her big eyes are beautiful.

A year ago, she was lucky enough to become a junior disciple of Lingyun Academy, and now she has to go to Lingyun Academy every day to practice, and her dream is to enter the Lingyun Sect through the assessment and become an official disciple of the Lingyun Sect.

The work of the blacksmith shop was not so easy, and the thin Chen Mu even struggled to rotate the hammer.

You can't do the work of forging iron, you can only do things like adding charcoal or giving people predetermined iron tools, and the heaviest work is carrying water every day.

Although this is the case, the monthly salary that Huo Gang gives him is the level that the town should have.

After two years of life in the blacksmith shop, every morning, whether it was cold or hot, he would get up at this time, go to the blacksmith to get a bucket, go to the river outside the town to get water, and fill the large tank at the door of the blacksmith's shop.

Coming to the door of the blacksmith shop, the door of the blacksmith shop was still closed, Chen Mu gently picked up a pair of buckets in front of the door, the buckets were wooden, neither big nor small, he carried it on his shoulders and slowly walked towards the outside of the town.

The road to the creek was paved with a layer of white stone.

The sky is not yet fully bright, but the white road is easy to discern and the road is very flat because of the frequent people who walk around.

When he arrived at the river, Chen Mu put aside a bucket and a flat shoulder on his shoulder, and turned to the river.

Holding the rope on the handle of the other bucket in one hand, and throwing the bucket into the water with the other, the bucket floats on the surface of the water, makes a spin on the water, and not a drop of water goes in.

He shook the rope in his hand, let the mouth of the bucket invade the water, and the water gradually poured into the bucket, and when he felt that the water was almost full, he pulled the rope with both hands and lifted the bucket up, and the bucket was only half filled with water, he nodded in satisfaction, and then went to get another bucket after putting it away.

Both buckets had half a bucket of water, and he bent down and slowly picked it up.

It was okay when he came, after all, the bucket was empty, and the way back was not easy for Chen Mu to walk.

Although the road was very smooth, Chen Mu's pace was chaotic, and it was difficult to keep walking in a straight line, shaking east and west, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Although the water was only half a bucket, a lot of it was still spilled out when he shook it like this.

The flat pole slid around his shoulders like a loach, and he had to clench it with both hands.

From a distance, it looks like a small boat in the wind and waves, which can be destroyed by invisible pressure at any time.

"Whoa!"

He didn't rest after picking up the water, and even though he was almost exhausted, he still poured two buckets of water into the tank in one go, because he knew that after stopping to rest, he would need to rest again by pouring two more buckets into the tank, which would delay too much time.

The water entered the tank, almost a tenth of the tank, he put down the bucket, wiped the sweat off his head with his sleeve, and hurriedly picked up the kettle next to him and gulped it down.

The water was cool, entered the thirsty mouth, ran down his throat, cleansed his intestines, and lifted his spirits a lot.

He didn't sit down to rest, but stood quietly, afraid that he wouldn't want to get up if he sat down.

After standing for a while, he picked up the bucket and set off again.

When Chen Mu came back from carrying water for the second time, the sky was basically completely bright, and the door of the blacksmith shop was open.

The boss, Huo Gang, is packing up his things and preparing for today's business.

Huo Gang looked up and saw Chen Mu carrying two buckets of water dangling around, grinning his teeth, his expression looked very hideous, and he looked very struggling.

He thought it was interesting, so he stopped what he was doing, hugged his arms and watched the change in Chen Mu's expression with great interest, and had no intention of stepping forward to help.

Chen Mu shook up in front of Huo Gang, trying to make himself smile, but the appearance of gritting his teeth could not make people see the friendly atmosphere.

With difficulty, he popped out a greeting from between his teeth: "Master...... Master...... Morning!"

"Well, morning!" Huo Gang replied, looked at him twice, and then turned to continue to clean up.

Chen Mu struggled to pour two halves of water into the water tank, this time he had to sit on the stone bench to rest, holding the edge of the water tank with his hands, panting heavily, he was so tired that he couldn't even stand.

Huo Gang turned his back to Chen Mu and was busy with his own business, he wiped the countertop with a rag, and took out a kitchen knife and knocked the bell.

Chen Mu, who was sitting without urging, knew that his body was almost at the limit now, and if he didn't rest for a while, he might be about to fall.

Chen Mu's head was severely deprived of oxygen, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and he was breathing with his mouth open.

He looked at the strong muscles on Huo Gang's arms, and really wished he could have such a healthy body.

When Chen Mu was almost resting and couldn't hear the loud panting, Huo Gang stopped beating, turned around and said to him, "The hour is almost up, go buy breakfast!"

After picking up water twice, Chen Mu's legs were a little weak now, he stood up with the stone bench, and walked into the house with fluttering steps.

Get enough money for food in the box where you put the money, and then walk down the street to the steamed bun shop.