The wind was raging, and the clouds covered the sky. In the clouds, a lonely peak looms. The mountain peaks are as steep as knives, like an inverted ink-colored sword, pointing straight to the sky. On the highest of them, a half-human sharp-beaked black crow fluttered its wings, flew up and down on the broken stone, screamed coldly, pecked the white bones on the ground a few times, tore off the remaining scraps of flesh, and swallowed it into its stomach.

Dozens of meters below the cliff, the cliff wall is sunken, and a boulder protrudes horizontally at the bottom, and the bottom is deeply embedded in the mountain. People are on top of the boulders, and the stone walls behind them are so high that they seem to be pressed on their backs, as if they will collapse at any time. On the top of the mountain, the dense woods are like a huge black blanket hat fastened to the cliff, and clusters of unknown wildflowers jump out of the rock wall from the black and green. On top of the boulder, several thick iron stakes were slanted, and several climbing ropes hung from the piles, and several figures were climbing down the long ropes.

Woo.......woooo

A whirlwind blew from below the cliff for no apparent reason, and the wind passed through the mountain, emitting a whimpering ghostly cry. The rope was blown from side to side, and the people hung below like a big pendulum.

Finally stabilized his figure, one of them suddenly let go of his hand, and let his body fall into the churning sea of clouds, like a piece of gravel thrown from the rolling Yellow River, and disappeared in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the people followed the man's example, and as soon as the hand holding the climbing rope was loosened, it fell into the rolling clouds like a cannonball, and not even a single mist flower came out.

Beneath the sea of clouds, several figures stood on top of a cliff.

Thundered......

On the cliff wall, a stone door slowly opened, and an old man with blood on his shoulder stumbled out. The old man covered his shoulder with his right hand, and a large piece of his shirt was torn off.

"Elder Li!"

Seeing the old man come out, one of them hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to support Li Lao's arm.

"Ahem...... Elder Li coughed a few times, and his face became a little pale.

"Alas, it's not okay to be old......"

"There is no way, the Chen family, except for your father, only you are qualified to enter." Supporting Li Lao was Chen Tao's father, Chen Hongwen.

"Old Li, it didn't embarrass you, did it?" Uncle Chen Hongshan helped Li Lao stop the bleeding on his shoulder, and carefully bandaged Li Lao's wound.

"It's fine." Li Lao waved his hand, "One thing for another, the things are obtained, Tao Lingzi finally doesn't have to be a blind man for the rest of his life." ”

"Does this thing work? That's what my father did ......when he touched this," Chen Hongshan said with some concern.

"After all, it's their thing, the alliance leader is just an ordinary person, it's his creation that he didn't become blind, but Tao Tao is different." Li Lao pinched a white jade vial, "After so many years, if the Chen family can produce another burial guard, then our mission will be completed." ”

Uncle Long took the white jade vial in Elder Li's hand, and his voice trembled a little.

"If it weren't for the fact that the master left too hastily, it wouldn't have become the situation it is today. Today's Chen family is under enemy everywhere, and with it, there is at least one more hope! ”

"I always feel that my dad was killed by those people!" The third uncle, Chen Hongyi, gritted his teeth and kicked a piece of gravel away, not hiding the anger and killing intent in his heart at all.

"Third brother, our father's death is strange, we will never give up on this matter!" Fourth Uncle Chen Hongzhou said, "The top priority is to cure Tao Tao's eyes first, and we will calculate the rest of the accounts slowly!" ”

......

Somewhere in the ancient city, the small courtyard of the Chen family.

Chen Tao was lying crookedly on his father's rattan chair, making a pot of tea decently, and holding a large puff fan on his head.

"Little boss, Madame called you to eat!" Brother Yong's voice came from the front hall.

"Got it, you eat first!"

Chen Tao removed the pu fan, sat up from the rattan chair in a daze, and shook his hands a few times in front of him.

It's the third day since I came back from Heizigou.

These days, Chen Tao's eyes have not improved by half a point, nor have he completely become blind, and he still can't see anything clearly. When the mother saw her baby son become like this, she shed tears in distress, and changed her way every day to make delicious food for Chen Tao's eyes.

In the end, my eyes didn't get better, but the wounds on my body were almost better.

What puzzled him the most was that he hadn't slept well since that night, and he had nightmares all night. As soon as he closed his eyes, the ghost of the dead old man of Qianshu Hongde didn't know where to come out, and he gave Chen Tao a dream crookedly.

Most of the dreams are bizarre scene fragments, and Chen Tao is at the mercy of others like a puppet. Sometimes it's in a cave, sometimes it's under an ancient tree, sometimes it's on the coffin board of Qianshu Hongde.

Although the dreams are terrifying, they are all derived from some of Chen Tao's experiences in Heizigou.

But just now, a place appeared in his dream that he had never been to and had never seen before.

It was a vast sea of sand, and the setting sun was like fire, gilding every grain of sand under its feet with a layer of gold. Above the golden sands, there was a beautiful shadow, and Chen Tao ran tirelessly towards the sand dune, trying to see her clearly, but he couldn't climb the sand dune no matter what.

The woman in the dream didn't say a word, but a name echoed in Chen Tao's mind repeatedly.

Tatuna Ann ......

"Tatunaan...... doesn't sound like a personal name?" Chen Tao rubbed his face, remembering the woman in his dream, but unfortunately, he couldn't see what she looked like.

"Little boss, let's go."

Brother Yong walked over from the front hall, took Chen Tao's arm, and led him to the kitchen.

Chen Tao's family are all authentic Shanxi people, Shanxi people love to eat noodles, especially people from the ancient city. There are many different ways to make pasta, and there are as many as 108 kinds of traditional pasta snacks in the local area. That bowl of steaming noodles is the soul of the people of the ancient city.

Chen Tao's mother's noodle is called a unique noodle dish made by the locals, which can only be made with special tools.

This tool is a thin piece of steel nailed to a wooden shelf, and the top of the sheet is neatly punched out of small holes. When making noodles, press the kneaded dough on top of the steel sheet and rub it back and forth, and the dough will cut down the small holes and turn into small gnocchi. The size and shape of the holes in the steel sheet are different, and the pasta made is also different.

Chen Tao likes this kind of short noodles the most, and when he eats it, he pulls it down with a mouthful of soup and water, not to mention how fragrant it is. Northerners eat noodles, then two words, bold! It's the refreshing energy that eats.

"Eat more, and my mother will serve it to you when you're done."

This bowl of noodles, Chen Tao eats it really deliciously. followed Uncle Long to stay in Suzhou for more than half a year, and southerners don't eat noodles, and every day is either rice or noodles. Although there are some noodles that are sold, the taste is far from good. What Chen Tao thinks about most every day is to have a bowl of authentic Shanxi noodles.

Halfway through the meal, I heard a commotion outside, followed by a noise in the front hall.

"Brother Yong, what's going on outside?"

"It looks like the boss, they're back."

"Daddy's back?" Chen Tao's face was happy.

On the day he came back from Heizigou, Uncle Long and his father left the ancient city, and without saying a word, the person disappeared without a trace, and there was no news at all for several days.

Throwing down the dishes and chopsticks, Ah Yong helped Chen Tao to the courtyard, and met Li Lao and others coming in from outside.

"Tao Yanzi?" Seeing Chen Tao standing in the courtyard, Li Lao pushed away Chen Hongwen, who was holding him, and walked quickly in front of Chen Tao.

"Well, it's still too late, come and lie down!"

"Lie down? Grandpa Li, what do you mean by that? Chen Tao couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, but he recognized it as Li Lao from his voice.

"Don't ask so much, Yilong, give me the medicine!"

Li Lao couldn't help but drag Chen Tao to the recliner, and he didn't care about the wounds on his body, and reached out to take the jade bottle from Uncle Long's hand.

"It might hurt a little, you bear with it."

"No, Elder Li, what are you doing here?" Chen Tao sat up, raised his arm and touched it in front of him, but his hand was suddenly held.

"Tao Tao, you don't have to be afraid, if you succeed, you can see it."

"Old ...... Dad? ”

"Yes, Tao Tao, sit down, we're helping you treat your eyes!"

"Uncle Long? Why are you all here, what the hell is going on? ”

"The third and fourth, you press him, this thing is a bit strong!" Uncle commanded.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Tao was pressed back to the rattan chair,

"Bear with me, it'll be fine soon!"