The desert is inaccessible to the wind, the yellow sand is thousands of miles, and the vastness is immense.

The desert is hot all year round, accompanied by sandstorms, and if a creature enters it, it will either lose its way or be killed by a sandstorm. Over time, it has become a barren place that everyone is afraid of.

But what is curious is that on the western edge of the Lifeng Desert, a middle-aged man led a little boy and walked towards the depths of the desert with difficulty, both of them were wearing tattered linen clothes, and the men's clothes had holes of different sizes on the front and back of the clothes, which were clearly visible through the dark skin of the hole. The children's clothes are better, although the clothes are torn, they are all sewn with inferior fabrics with rough sewing techniques. Apparently the two are a father and son.

"Father, when will we come to the end of this desert?" asked the young man in a low voice with his childish little face raised, his voice full of exhaustion. The sweat was mixed with the fine sand blowing on his face, like a little flower child, and his short hair was full of sand and dust.

The middle-aged man replied calmly without changing his face. "There is no end to the road, and even if there is, we may not be able to reach it, and if the Ship of the Desert passes by, we may still have a way to live." As soon as he finished speaking, he touched the child's hair with his big cracked hands, causing all the fine sand on his hair to fall off.

"I want to live, Father, I want to go out into this world! We won't die." The child shouted word by word in a sonorous voice that did not belong to this age. It seems that he has changed from an innocent boy to a man with firm beliefs, and his eyes are full of bravery, fearlessness, and tenacity.

The man turned to look at the boy, and the boy's eyes were like torches, and his aura was firm. There is a feeling of being left alone.

The man knows in his heart that if the child can grow up smoothly, he will definitely break out of his own world in this world. However, in the human world, the best among the people, young talents, abound, every day there are new stars rising, or the genius of the world falls, and the destruction of large and small families is also in a moment. It's not easy to grow into a great power in the world.

The corners of the man's mouth rose up and smiled again, looked up at the sky, and sighed, his face full of helplessness and sadness.

"Chu He, father is proud of you," the man replied with relief, and at the same time the big hand holding the boy tightened again.

Although there are very few people who stand at the top of the cultivation process, the human race is always unwilling to be ordinary, and those who step into the path of cultivation also go forward and succeed. For a child, how can he understand the hardships of the road ahead if he has not experienced the cruelty of the jungle and the complex pattern of the human world. So the man didn't say much, and he didn't discourage the child.

The man's name was Chu Tian, and he was originally a woodcutter from Qingquan Village. There is a spring in the central square of Chutian Life Village, which is sweet and refreshing all year round, and will not be frozen even in winter, so it is named "Qingquan Village". There are about 50 families in the village, and the relationship between the families is extremely harmonious, and the neighbors help each other like a paradise, and few people come to disturb them.

Chu Tian's main job was to chop wood, and his hands became thick and powerful due to years of hard work, and at the same time they were covered with calluses. Every day, wood would be given to other people in the village in exchange for cloth, food, and the like. Every day, Chu He either followed his father up the mountain to spend time with flowers, trees, plants, insects, and fish, or listened to the stories of the old people in the village and played with his peers. Although the days are uneventful, they are also comfortable and peaceful, and carefree.

But seven days ago, such days were broken. Seven days ago in the evening, the families also had dinner as usual and talked about their daily life in the small square in the center of the village, relaxing their bodies tired from a day's work.

Suddenly, a terrible scream broke the peaceful scene, and a middle-aged woman was bitten on the neck by a monster more than two meters tall, this monster was strong, full of fangs, covered with small black scales, and there were slender spikes on the back and various joints, which at first glance knew to be bloodthirsty and murderous.

Strangely enough, the monster had no eyes or nose, and only a terrifying mouth on its face, as if it could swallow an adult's head.

The monster bit the woman's neck and thrust the four fingers of its right hand into the woman's abdomen with four fingers that were as sharp as knives, and blood gushed out, instantly emitting a disgusting smell of blood in the air. The woman was silent for a moment, her eyes wide, and her exaggerated expression came to an abrupt end.

The monster then slammed the woman to the ground, screaming in the air, and the fine flesh on the woman's neck remained between its teeth. This scene frightened everyone present into a panic and ran in all directions.

"Don't be afraid, I'll kill him," a sturdy man's eyes cracked, and he roared loudly.

The man held the sheep fork horizontally and ran towards the monster with all his might, and thrust it into the monster fiercely; the next moment, everyone felt despair, not only did the sheep fork not hurt the monster for half a point, but also the small scales on the monster did not fall, even if the man used all his strength, it only caused small scratches on the scales.

Everyone's eyes widened, their eyes mixed with fear and disbelief. Seeing that the monster directly screwed the man's throat with his hand at a very fast speed, the man lost his life in an instant, and fell to the woman's side with a pop.

"Run, it's the ghost soldiers of the ghost clan, Niu Lie and his wife have been killed," someone in the crowd shouted. At this shout, everyone panicked. The horror of the ghost clan has only been heard in the stories passed down by people's mouth, and there are only a few simple records in the ancient books that make people shudder: "Ghost clan: eagle heart and eagle claw, violent and wanton, sucking fear." In other words, the ghost clan is extremely cruel and violent, ruthless, and takes pleasure in the fear of their opponents.

To the ghost soldiers, the villagers are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. There is no ability to resist, and as long as you are caught, you will not survive. After killing the man, the ghost soldier seemed to become more excited, and began to scream in a low voice, which was obviously different from the previous cry, and this time it seemed to be calling something. After a while, the same ghost soldiers broke out from the hard ground, and there were more than a dozen of them, roaring excitedly at the sky together.

This caused the panic of the overwhelmed villagers to reach an unspeakable level, and even collapsed to the ground, their faces glazed and dumb, waiting for the coming of death.

These more than ten ghost soldiers also took action immediately, and the strong muscles on their bodies allowed the ghost soldiers to jump more than twenty meters away. The villagers were helpless, and the villagers fled in all directions, screaming in despair. The ghost soldiers brutally slaughtered and dismembered the villagers one by one .......

"Father, I'm afraid!" Chu He's eyes widened, terrified.

This bloody scene is more terrible for a child than killing him. Suddenly, a ghost soldier stared at Chu He, kicked the ground with both legs, made a knee-bending and jumping posture, and without waiting for Chu He's reaction, he jumped up instantly, this leap was seven or eight meters high, and he rushed towards Chu He.

I saw that Chu He's legs were soft, crying and screaming for his father, and he had no power to fight back. But the strange thing is that this ghost soldier jumped in front of Chu He and opened his bloody mouth but did not bite down. As if he smelled something more terrible, he suddenly paced backwards, ran away with a smoke, and fell when he ran, and he didn't have the majesty of murder.

"Come on, come with me".

Chu Tian arrived in time, his face was full of incredulity, because he had only come back from cutting wood from the mountain, and he was still carrying wood on his back.

At this critical juncture, he grabbed Chu He's hand and jumped into the only spring in the village as fast as he could. The water of the spring was cold, sticking to Chu He's skin, stiffening his limbs. But fortunately, Chu Tian covered Chu He's mouth and nose with one hand, and swam to the depths of the spring with the other hand. There is a cave in the depths of this spring, and there is an extremely turbulent undercurrent when it swims to about ten meters of Mo, and Chu Tian's body is washed away by the undercurrent, no matter how hard Chu Tian swims back, it will not help.

"Ahem. Chu He opened his hazy eyes, and his head was splitting. Covering his father's old sackcloth, he was lying naked on the grass, and he found his father squatting down to bake his clothes shirtless.

"Wake up and drink the hot water that I boiled next to you, you poured a lot of river water, and you have a fever" Chu Tian's words were extremely flat, as if the ghost soldiers had not slaughtered the villagers. Then he roasted Mai for Chu He.

"If I have enough strength, I can protect everyone, and the people of Qingquan Village will not die. I can no longer hear Grandma Li tell me stories, and I can no longer play with Xiaohuzi and Erniu. Chu He wiped his tears and cried loudly, and the sleeping animals around him were all alarmed. Qingquan Village is extremely precious to the Chu River, and it is the only and irreplaceable "home".

"It is not necessary to have the strength to solve everything, some things are irreparable, Qingquan Village no longer exists, we are going to set off tomorrow to find our own way, I know you have countless questions in your heart, don't ask me, you will slowly know the answer in the future, knowing that it is not good for you to be early." Chu Tian still replied to Chu He in unwavering words. There are no fluctuations in emotions and attitudes. After speaking, Chu Tian lay on the grass and fell asleep.

The father, who was originally very enthusiastic about the villagers, made Chu He feel strange, as if he couldn't feel his father's sad feelings. Only I was crying.

Chu He only lived with his father in Qingquan Village since he was a child, so the relationship between the two fathers and sons was also relatively harmonious, and Chu He also obeyed his father's words, so he didn't ask why there were ghost soldiers attacking the village in Qingquan Village, nor did he ask why the ghost soldiers didn't kill themselves. Chu He looked at the starry sky, wiped away his tears, and secretly made up his mind that he must have the strength to protect the people around him, and the mystery will be solved by himself.

Qingquan Village, an hour later, in the streets and alleys of the village, you can see the corpses of the villagers, the death is extremely miserable, almost all of them are dismembered, no one is all corpses, except for Chutian Chuhe, no matter women and children, old and young, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, none of them survived, the corpses are still bleeding, and the smell of blood in the air is disgusting. The face of the deceased still retains the expression of fear before death. This group of simple villagers would never have thought that Qingquan Village would suffer a catastrophe.

The next day, "Get up, we're going to go" Chu Tian had already dressed and gently played with Chu He with his hand.

"Where are you going? Go back to Qingquan Village? Further on, it's a strong wind desert. Chu He was sleepy-eyed, sighed, stretched his waist and muttered. After all, a child is a child, and after a night, yesterday's incident may have reduced the blow to Chu He a little.

"Let's go to the Lifeng Desert, it's impossible to go back to Qingquan Village. Chu Tianping looked at the endless fierce wind desert with a thoughtful look. And looked at Chu He with caring and reluctant eyes.

"Okay! bravely enter the Fierce Wind Desert" Chu Tian didn't expect Chu He to be so refreshing, so he didn't ask anything. Chu He knew that everything his father did was for himself, and if he didn't tell the truth about Qingquan Village, it would be for his own good, and when he became strong in the future, the truth would definitely be revealed, so he simply listened to his father and didn't think about it.