Chapter 1 Tattoos on family members

It has been a year since I was born in this world, and today is my first birthday, and I have regained my fear of the world at the beginning to curiosity, and now I am flat and confused. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

After all, I'm not one of those nervous people, I can accept that I can cross over and wear it on the baby all at once, but there is no way to resist every way, so I can only accept this reality.

Every day I sleep in bed hungry and cry, I want to pee and cry, and I cry when I am bored. Whenever I cried, my mother would inevitably put down the needlework in her hand to take care of me, but the miraculous thing was that every time she came, her needlework would disappear and be reflected on the right side of her thigh, and when she continued to do needlework, the needlework would appear again when she touched the right side of her thigh.

This surprised me so much that I took the breastfeeding and touched my mother's thigh with my little hand and found that there was a tattoo of needlework in that place.

At this time, the mother said with a smile

"You little ghost, that's the magic pattern tattooed by the magic tattoo artist for your mother, and when you grow to 6 years old, you can awaken one when you go to the magic pattern tower. ”

A petite figure next to me led an even more petite figure, rolled up his sleeves at me and said

"Brother, look, my sister also has a magic pattern."

I looked at her two identical little figures, both of which inherited my mother's softness, her hair was round mushroom heads, her eyes were shining with her father's brightness, and she looked very heroic, and a lovely child was rolling up her sleeves in front of me, and I saw a lovely white lily on her arm.

The other child also shyly rolled up his sleeves to reveal the green grass demon pattern on his arm.

These two children are my two older sisters, they are twins, the younger sister is a little figure with a lily tattoo, and the older sister is a little grass tattooed.

Dad seemed to hear the sound in the room, and walked in shirtless, pouting the biceps on his arm and said

"Look boy, you and I are the best blacksmith in town, you think you are going to take my shift. ”

I was slightly surprised to see the biceps of his arms come together in a hammer pattern, and then I disdainfully turned my little head and continued to feed.

As if sensing my son's disdain, he raised his big hand and was about to slap it on my little buttocks

But was blocked by my mother

"My son is still breastfeeding, what are you and the nursing child called?"

Dad touched his head a little embarrassed and went out to strike iron again, and before he could go out, he heard a milky voice say

"Baba is bad, hemp is good. ”

The whole family looked at me in some surprise because it was the first thing I said in this world, except for the crying of which I said woo woo and wow wow wow.

Feeling the whole family looking at me in surprise, I took a milk gap and looked at them with plain little eyes, if I wasn't afraid of being pulled out and sliced, I would have been born to speak, but this baby is a twenty-year-old baby with a combined age in my heart.

The two large and small Loli next to each other looked at each other and said in unison

"Call my sister. ”

I obediently called "sister" before they took their little hands out of my swaddling clothes and smiled with satisfaction, and with the two sisters who had obvious younger brother control tendencies, I seemed to feel what life would be like in the future. I shook my body, ate my full, and fell asleep with sleepiness.

Day by day and another year, I have been able to trot for a while from crawling on the ground before, and I also know the names of my two sisters from my mother, the shy big sister is called Liu Shu, and the lively young sister is called Liu Zhen. What moved me and wondered was that the big sister's figure was smaller than the younger sister's, and her personality was more introverted than the little sister. Interestingly, the two older sisters have the same attitude towards me, that is, they are not allowed to bully me, but they can bully me, including my father.

My mother also gave me the clothes she had knitted for me, and I felt that the clothes were very tight, so I wanted to stick to my body like a tights, but I don't know why I felt a different kind of comfort, just like silk, but my mother was obviously just woven with ordinary threads. I asked my mother with doubts

Mom just smiled and said, "This is what Mommy has infused with Mommy's magic." ”

I touched my clothes again and asked, "Is Mom a magician?

Mom looked at me for a moment, looked at the fit of the dress, and continued to reply

"In this world, everyone has magic power, but not everyone can magic, because everyone is born with a hidden magic pattern, of course, the magic pattern that appears at birth is a very small number of geniuses, they are generally called the innate magic pattern, and the magic pattern will automatically absorb the magic particles in the environment as soon as it is formed, just like the mother's needlework magic pattern can be the wood attribute magic particles in the environment, your father is a metal particle, and your two sisters are wood attribute magic particles. ”

After a pause, he smiled and continued

"What I'm telling you for, you don't understand. ”

Then ignore me and continue the needlework in her hand, watching my mother's fingers fly and weave clothes bored, I walked towards the door, just walked to the door of the courtyard to hear the sound of clanging iron from the door, to the signboard above to see five big words written on it "Hundred Refining Blacksmith Shop", in the look at a strong figure with his sledgehammer knocked on the iron on the stove one by one, and also noisy his unique loud voice to the two small figures next to him scolded

"You see, this striking iron not only requires the legs to stand firm and the hands to exert strength, but also to inject one's magic power into it by striking the iron with a demonic instrument, so that the thing made is sharper than ordinary weapons. ”

The two figures next to me also nodded decently, one of the fat ones also took out a notebook to record something, I walked straight towards the blacksmith shop, Dad didn't notice that I was still serious while striking iron while preaching to the two apprentices next to me, and when I walked to the door of the blacksmith shop, I didn't raise my head

"Why did you kid run out, did you come to admire your father's heroic appearance in striking iron?"

I ignored this stinky dad and just asked him about magic and magic patterns.

Dad ignored me, just shouted to the fat man next to me who was taking notes

"Zhou Yuanqiu, you remember a fart, your eyes are closed, and you don't resist Lao Tzu's son, so that he can also watch how Lao Tzu strikes iron. ”

I just looked at the round figure and shook the notebook to the ground, looking at the book on the ground clean and white, it turned out that this witty fat man was lazy, the fat man smiled awkwardly at my dad and then walked towards me quickly, picked me up against his broad shoulders, I sat on it and felt fleshy, and explained to me with a smile

"Don't listen to the master call me Zhou Yuanqiu, that's a nickname, my name is Zhou Xiajie, Junjie who was born in the summer. ”

As he spoke, he walked towards where he was standing, and I sat on him and watched my father tap the iron ingot while listening to him say, "The magic pattern is something that everyone has, and the magic pattern is a part of the soul embodied on the body to form a pattern, and the magic pattern can automatically absorb the magic particles in the environment every day to form particles with corresponding attributes, some magic patterns can quickly absorb particles, and some magic patterns absorb particles very slowly." The strength of your magic depends on the size of your mental power, just as magic is water and spiritual power is a water cup, and if there is more water, it will overflow. If you have a strong magic talent, you will absorb the magic power faster, and if your spiritual talent is strong, your magic capacity will be good, and the speed at which you can repair your mental power will be faster."

When he seemed to say something, the muscles of his right hand with the hammer suddenly tensed, and I saw that the hammer head in his hand was much larger, until I heard a muffled sound of a square iron ingot appeared in front of my eyes.