Half a year ago, when Ige Fei went to check the quarry at the construction site, he heard the screams and cries of children. He followed the sound and found a stout foreman with a hideous face beating a thin boy with a whip. There was an overturned bamboo basket beside the child, and large piles of rice balls were scattered around.

The child didn't care about the whip that fell on his head and face like raindrops, and hurried to pick up the rice balls that had rolled down. The foreman chased after him, and the boy cried out in pain but persevered in picking it up.

Igfi cried out, and the foreman recognized the skeleton and immediately changed his expression of indignation to report to him that the boy had delivered rancid rice balls to the construction site.

"This little moth thinks it's hot, and I won't check it carefully, so I want to get by!"

He kicked a rice ball next to him. The boy took advantage of the time between them to talk and hurriedly picked up the rice balls into the bamboo basket. The boy's naked upper body, covered in mud and whip marks, knelt on the ground with a bamboo basket in his arms.

"Is he telling the truth?" Igfi asked him gently.

The boy lifted his little face, and there were several dark lines on his face that were mixed with dirt and tears. He looked at the foreman's whip, and then at Igfi, and his eyes were full of horror. He didn't dare to speak.

"I'm Igfi Skeleton, you can tell me what you want to say, it's okay."

The boy obviously didn't expect to meet the Bone Craftsman, and tears of grievance rolled down from his big eyes! He pulled out two rice balls from the rag pocket around his waist that were not wrapped in palm leaves.

"The rice ball that this adult ate was taken from me by him, and it was indeed a rancid rice ball, but I told him that it was my own ration! I told the adults that the rice delivered to the workers was in this bamboo basket, and my grandmother and I stayed up all night steaming fresh rice and wrapping it in freshly picked palm leaves! Each one is delicious! ”

He picked up a rice ball from the bamboo basket, wiped the dirt from the palm leaves with his trousers, untied the string, and held it to Igfi with both hands.

"You damn little brute how dare you let the Bone Craftsman eat your filthy and smelly rice balls! Let the god of war hack you liar! The foreman raised his whip and was about to whip it down.

Igfi stepped forward and pushed away his whip-holding hand, took the child's rice ball, and took a big bite.

The weather was hot, but the rice grains were not sticky, and the mouth still had the fragrance of palm leaves, and the child was telling the truth.

The foreman rubbed his hands together restlessly, and looked down at the skeleton master.

Igfi sighed silently.

He had seen such people—middle-aged people of low status, with no hope of promotion, whose only pleasure was to use the little authority in his hands to exert power over those who were more pitiful than himself.

"There's no problem with this kid's rice balls. It's right for you to check strictly, but hopefully you'll listen to others in the future and stop wronging others because of negligence. ”

The foreman was a little surprised, he didn't believe that the Skeleton Craftsman hadn't noticed that he was trying to make things difficult.

"Hard work and sincerity will be favored by the gods, and I hope you will remember it."

Igfi pressed his whip, and the foreman bowed his head in shame.

Igfi took the child and inquired about him, and learned that he was a single Shifang, who had lost his parents on the night of the Bloody Eye, and had since worked with his elderly grandmother and brother to make a living by delivering food to the mill's workers.

He looked thin and small, but he didn't expect to be fifteen years old!

Feeling that he had a poor background, but was strong and hardworking, Igfi offered to let him follow him and take him as an apprentice. After confirming that he was not in a dream, Shifang cried, "I will follow you for the rest of my life!" The boy said, wiping tears from his eyes.

"You said that good boy who went to pick up rice balls despite the whipping?!" Jin Ye asked.

"yes, that's the good boy." Igfi couldn't help but wonder. Shifang, this kid is diligent and has a flexible vision, and he has learned to draw drawings after following Yigefei for half a year. Of course, the meticulous skills still need to be honed over a long period of time. He adored Igfi with all his heart and told him everything.

"Shifang told me the cause of his brother's death, and I was a little concerned."

Shifang said that it was his brother who originally delivered food to the quarry.

One day, after the elder brother delivered food, he returned to the village where they had lived. It had been destroyed in the Night of the Bloody Eye and was now in ruins, and he wanted to find out if there was anything in the old house that could be used. They are having a hard time right now.

When he returned, the elder brother carried back a heavy, shiny cylinder in a bamboo basket, the size of a child's head. No one has ever seen this thing. My brother thought that maybe he could take it to the market and exchange it for some money. He put the shiny object on a stool and squatted on the ground to study it.

Suddenly there was a loud bang that shook the world, and the ten parties in the house were dizzy, but they still staggered out to see their brother.

The cylinder split in half, my brother's right hand was gone, and blood spurted out from the severed wrist, like a curtain of blood! My brother rolls on the ground in pain!

Grandma ran out and grabbed her brother's wrist, and Shifang found strips of cloth to wrap around. They searched for all the money in the house, took everything of value, and borrowed a cart to take the elder brother to the village pharmacist to treat his wounds.

But my brother died that night.

Two days later, Shifang found his brother's severed hand on the roof, and the whole hand turned black!

Jin Ye shook his head after hearing this, "Hearing about this injury, the doctor in the village will definitely not be able to do it, if Poria is here, there may still be help." The child must have died of blood loss. ”

"That's not the point!" Igfi saw that his wife avoided the important and took it lightly. "Hurt his brother's shiny cylinder! Do you remember the weapon that was sealed by Apollona in the Book of Bright History? Igfi looked into his wife's eyes.

Shifang was crying and told the story intermittently, and the process sounded so bad that it couldn't be a real person! When Ige Fei first heard this, he even wondered if the child was in a trance due to a sudden change in his family. But then, he thought in horror of the weapons used by the Shadow Land Barbarians in the War of the Gods mentioned in the Book of Bright History.

Legend has it that when barbarians forged their weapons, they infused them with the power of evil that destroyed ancient civilizations. The wounds inflicted by these contaminated weapons are incurable, and even small wounds can cause the evil to persist in the body, causing the medicine to be wasted or other strange diseases, and eventually consume the lives of the wounded.

In the War of the Gods and Gods, the barbarians used this weapon to kill the god Tadarus.

Apollona rose up the Mountain of Sighs and sealed the Takageland's tainted weapon in the mountain along with the body of Dionysus.

Since then, this weapon has disappeared from the history books or on the Kamitsu. More than a hundred years ago, there were no rumors about the battle of the Shadow Land to climb the mountain.

Igfi knew that a child's words were not to be believed, but he could not be at ease since he connected the narrative of the Ten Directions to the sealed weapon.

"Golden Leaf, although there is a miracle to retreat from the enemy on the night of the bloody eye, rumors are circulating everywhere! I'm on the Isle of War, and I know it's terrified. ”