The roaring light of the fire rose into the sky, and the inky night sky was dyed with a red glow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoA thin figure was looking at the black shadows shuttling in the firelight in the mountains and forests not far away, and the desperate sorrow of the villagers came from his ears, with deep fear in his eyes.

Tears had long since been replaced by terror, and in the instinct of survival, the thin figure dragged his limp legs into the dark woods that he had feared. The trees in the night were like the devil's palace, and the bushes cut through his skin. Every step is like falling into the abyss, and there is not the slightest ray of hope in sight.

"Get up, Xiao Yi. ”

The loud voice shattered the picture in front of him, Mo Yi turned over and rubbed his eyes and sat up, calling him a sturdy man, about thirty years old. Dressed in a gray linen shirt, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he is tall and healthy, giving people a very simple feeling.

"Well, Uncle Gang, I'll come out in a moment. Mo Yi slowly put his clothes on himself, yawning and shaking his messy hair, he scratched his itchy scalp and replied softly, his voice still tired.

"Hurry up and go out and wash your face, it's time for us to open the door after breakfast." The man nodded and left the room with a light smile. His name was Li Gang, a blacksmith, and Mo Yi's adoptive father. Five years ago, when he escaped from the mountain village, he stumbled down a mountain stream, and happened to be touched by Li Gang, who went into the mountain to wash iron sand, and carried it back. Later, he couldn't tell where his home was, and Li Gang searched for it several times but couldn't find it, so he stayed here ever since.

Looking back now, many things have become blurred, although I remember that someone attacked the village at that time, but more of him had no effect. He couldn't even remember what his parents' faces looked like, where the village was, only a glimmer of fear and a reminder of what had happened every night.

Mo Yi jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, packed up his bunk and walked out of the door; to the west of the courtyard was a small stream, Mo Yi walked to the stream and picked up the stream and touched his face. The cool water of the stream made him wake up a little now, and his eyes were obviously much more aura than when he first woke up. Touching the water droplets on his face with his sleeve, Mo Yi walked to another house.

Entering the house, Li Gang had already set up breakfast, which was two bowls of porridge and a few side dishes. The dining table is a square table made of solid wood, surrounded by two wooden chairs. Li Gang was cleaning up the stove, and since he had no family, everything was basically on his own. As for the reason, Mo Yi didn't know and didn't ask. To say that Li Gang is the only blacksmith in Lingxi Town, he usually makes some farming tools and scissors and other living tools, and also makes some weapons for the town's militia, and his life is considered rich, and it is not difficult to find a daughter-in-law.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a knock on the door, and Mo Yi was about to get up and go to open the door. Li Gang shook his head and motioned for him to continue eating, and put down his work and go out by himself. Turning his head to glance, the gate was far away, and he saw only a well-dressed old man at the door, who seemed to be the mayor of the town, and he was accompanied by two militiamen. The mayor did not come in, but after a few words with Li Gang outside the door, he left with the militia, and Li Gang returned and sat down on a stool to eat breakfast.

"What's the matter with the mayor, Uncle Gang?" asked Mo Yi with curiosity on his face after taking a sip of porridge. For the mayor who knocked on the door in person early in the morning, he was naturally a little curious about what the mayor who usually didn't leave the door would say to Li Gang.

Glancing at Mo Yi, a smile appeared on Li Gang's face. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he said softly: "Hurry up and eat, the mayor said that there is a talented inspector passing by today, and he will check the gifted children, and I will take you there later; maybe you can be selected, and embark on the path of cultivation, and there will be a lot to be done in life." ”

"But Uncle Gang, who will help you add charcoal and pull the bellows when I'm gone?" Mo Yi looked at Li Gang, and said seriously with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Looking at Mo Yi's serious little face, Li Gang couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, but then he raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "I wasn't still alone before I found you, and without you, I don't have to worry about it for a day." ”

"Uncle Gang・・・・・・" Mo Yi wrinkled his nose and glanced at him viciously, and continued to destroy the food on the plate in a frustrated manner.

At the age of eight or nine, he is still thin and small, but his facial features are very delicate, especially his eyes are bright and bright. He didn't help Li Gang much, more often than not, he just helped to add charcoal fires and pull bellows. It took him a long time to get used to it, and he had long been afraid of fire, even of an oil-lit lamp. It was only in the past two years that he dared to approach the blacksmith furnace and help Li Gang with some small favors.

After breakfast, the door was locked, and Li Gang took Mo Yi out to meet in the town square.

Mo Yi's name was given to him by Li Gang, Li Gang said that when he picked him up, his whole person was stained like a briquette with mud, and Lingxi Town belonged to the territory of Yi State, so his name was born from this, and Mo Yi was not dissatisfied with this name, because he remembered that his parents called him Mo'er or Mo'er or something.

They were relatively slow to come, and there were already a lot of people gathered in the town square, most of them from the town, but also some from the surrounding mountain villages. They have only one common purpose, and naturally they all hope that their children can get ahead smoothly under the monitoring of the itinerant officer.

This kind of roving officer travels around the Great Yi Kingdom every three years to find children under the age of ten who are gifted to cultivate and cultivate, most of them are sent to specialized military institutions for training, and of course there are some special types of higher talents who are sent to some sects for cultivation.

A table was placed on the high platform in the small square, and two middle-aged men dressed in government offices were holding a roster to record. Three dark stone balls are placed on the table, and the children who are tested will place their hands on each of the three stone balls in turn. The Inspector then takes notes, and most people glow when they touch the ball, and only a few people don't react when they touch it.

After the test, the children who pass will be taken into the mayor's house by the waiters, and those who do not pass will be dismissed on the spot; naturally some people are happy and some are sad, and the whole family is full of joy when they pass; those who do not pass can only frown sadly, and some are even crying.

Looking at this scene, Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, after all, no one can say whether they have such a thing as qualifications or not, and this kind of uncertainty makes people extremely uncomfortable.

Li Gang and Mo Yi also crowded into the center of the square, and the children who were tested were basically over, but there were still a large number of parents who were interested in their children.