"It's the eighteenth full moon night. ”

The young man's weak figure was prostrate in front of the window, and his dark eyes looked particularly bright.

Outside the house is brightly lit, every house plays gongs and drums, and the street is bustling with activity, and the sound of joy does not stop until late at night, as if it is celebrating some kind of holiday.

Chinese New Year's Eve, this is the traditional festival of the Aoki continent, and it is a moment for people to celebrate all over the continent.

Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, every time at this time, there will be a divine beast named Nian Beast to come out and make trouble, Nian Beast is very powerful, no one can beat it, and later, dozens of top powerhouses in the mainland, for the sake of hundreds of millions of human beings on the mainland, determined to fight to the death with the Nian Beast, and finally after paying a heavy price, seriously injured the Nian Beast, and forced it into the demon beast forest in the southwest direction, and never appeared again. In order to celebrate that humans can live and work in peace and contentment in the future without being threatened by the Nian beast, the emperor of the Han Wu Empire, who ruled the entire Aoki continent that year, designated the last day of the year as Chinese New Year's Eve, and from then on, every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole country celebrates together.

After 10,000 years, this traditional festival has been passed down from generation to generation.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside the house: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng." ”

The young man straightened his collar, got up and opened the door: "Deng Hai, what's the matter?"

At the door stood a dark-skinned young man, with a strong and burly figure, with a blue silk scarf tied around his head, looking nondescript.

Deng Hai smiled: "Brother Feng, Daddy asked me to invite you to our house for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, if it weren't for you to help us with advice on weekdays, our restaurant wouldn't be able to earn so much money, so I want to invite you to come over and have a good time." ”

The young man squeezed out a smile: "No need, some trivial things, not enough to worry about." ”

"No, Daddy gave me a death order, if I didn't invite Brother Feng, then I wouldn't want to go home for the New Year. Deng Hai cried with a sad face, "Brother Feng, you can do me a favor, Daddy specially bought a piece of hot pork from the city yesterday and came back, and it cost hundreds of fine stones." I've never eaten pork, so help me. When it came to the pork, he couldn't help but smash his mouth. He has nothing else wrong with this person, he is greedy, and he wants to taste anything delicious when he sees it.

Hearing this, the young man hesitated.

Deng Hai took a look and guessed the young man's thoughts: "Brother Feng is worried about Uncle Tao, right?

Lin Tao, the father of the youth, is an excellent blacksmith.

A year ago, Xiao Ran, an outstanding disciple cultivated by Lin Tao, resolutely chose to leave in order to realize his great desire to become a generation of refining masters, and since then, he has been in a slump, drinking all day long, drunk and dreaming of death, using alcohol to numb himself, trying to use this way to forget that painful memory.

His life also became monotonous: blacksmithing, drinking, sleeping.

The so-called enthusiasm is difficult, and the young man couldn't refuse Deng Hai's enthusiasm, so he had to say helplessly: "Okay, I'll ...... it."

Bang –

There was a loud bang in the next room.

This was followed by a dish-shattering sound: "Puff, puff......"

The two hurried over.

In the hall, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and a flushed face held a wine bottle in one hand and prepared to overturn the table with the other. Middle-aged drunk, with a drunken hiccups, his body staggered and unsteady on his feet, obviously going drunk.

The young man was quick and rushed over to stabilize the table.

"Brother Feng, I'll help you. Deng Hai also hurriedly rushed up.

The middle-aged man's eyes were misty, and his mouth was chattering: "I have been teaching you since you were three years old, until you were eighteen years old." ”

"I am the one who has made you a peerless genius. ”

"Your qiē is all given by me. ”

"Why are you doing this to me?"

After a while, the young man helped him to the chuang in the next room, washed his face and feet, and covered him with a quilt, "Deng Hai, you help me watch him first." After speaking, he went to the hall and cleaned up, and his movements were very skillful.

After finishing a qiē, the young man found Deng Hai and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to your house." If he wasn't watching at home, no one could say whether Lin Tao would run outside to cause something during this period, this was not the first time, so he couldn't be worried.

Deng Hai sympathized: "With such an alcoholic father, Brother Feng, you are really unlucky." ”

In a year, if it weren't for the tenacious support of the young people who supported the family, perhaps the blacksmith shop would have been closed long ago, and without financial resources, they would have starved to death sooner or later.

Seeing that the young man's interest was not high, Deng Hai sighed and said helplessly: "Then I'll go back first, Brother Feng, take care." ”

"Yes. The young man nodded.

As soon as Deng Hai left, the middle-aged man sat up suddenly, stared at the young man deadly, his eyes were bloodshot, and asked, "Why, why are you doing this to me!"

It seems that Xiao Ran's departure has really hit him hard.

It's been a year, and he still hasn't broken free from the shadow of sadness.

When Xiao Ran was mentioned, everyone in Shuanglong Town who knew him had to let out a heartfelt exclamation: "Genius!"

At a young age, he has achieved a series of remarkable achievements, both in refining weapons and cultivating, which are breathtaking. At only nineteen years old, he seemed to have stepped into the threshold of a refiner, a refiner in the true sense of the word, and his cultivation had even reached the level of a fourth-order warrior. Such a talent, even if it is placed in the imperial capital where geniuses gather, it can still be regarded as the best among them!

He is better than the blue, and he is Lin Tao's only pride!

Compared with his outstanding disciples, Lin Feng and Lin Yun, the two parents and sons, seem very ordinary, especially the boss Lin Feng, except for his good brain, he can hardly find any advantages.

Lin Tao poured too much effort and affection into him, and the more he paid, the greater the blow he received.

"You've drunk too much, go to sleep. Lin Feng helped him back.

Although he was resting on the pillow, Lin Tao's gaze still did not take his eyes off Lin Feng, and his mouth repeated: "Why...... Why ......"

Seeing that he didn't make any more noise, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked out of the house, and gently closed the door.

Standing in the backyard, silent for a long time, Lin Feng shook his head and let out a shallow sigh.

The cold wind blew a few strands of his sideburns, fluttering in the wind.

"Brother Xiao, is the future really more important than feelings?" Lin Feng muttered in a low voice, "Maybe it won't be until the day you realize your dreams that you will suddenly find out that in the process, you have lost many precious things." He understands Xiao Ran's decision, but he disagrees.

Reliving a lifetime, he cherishes the hard-won family affection more than anyone else.

It's a pity that he was born with a weak physique, and his affinity for the earth is extremely low, and in this world where strength is respected, he is destined not to achieve much.

He wanted to be the pride of his father, but he was limited by his talent, and the unwillingness in his heart turned into helplessness with the passage of time.

"If I can be as talented as Brother Xiao, my father will be able to recover. ”

Although there was a mature soul hidden in his young body, Lin Feng occasionally fantasized about it, although sometimes he himself felt that these unrealistic fantasies were very naïve.

"Whirring ......"

The cool breeze hit, and the slightest coolness surrounded the thin body, causing Lin Feng to wake up from his fantasy.

"It's time to get to work. Lin Feng walked to a hut in the side courtyard, which was a material storage room.

Preparing the materials for the living utensils that Lin Tao will build the next day in advance is Lin Feng's daily task.

As usual, Lin Feng took out the key, opened the material storage room, and carefully moved the ore.

Speaking of the material storage room, Lin Feng once heard his father say that this material storage room is very ancient, it was built by the ancestors with great effort, and it is not clear how many generations it has been passed on, but it has a history of at least a thousand years. The rest of the room has been renovated many times, but this material storage room is still very solid, standing here from beginning to end, never damaged in the slightest, and the years have not left the slightest trace on it.

Such a material storage room is suitable for storing the most valuable ore materials of the Lin family.

opened the door and saw that the materials in it were almost bottoming out again, and a trace of helplessness flashed in the Lin family's eyes.

If it goes on like this, he doesn't know how long this family can last. Especially if you have to bear the high tuition fees of your younger brother, you must know that the fees of Qingfeng Academy are not low.

After moving five pieces of ore, Lin Feng was so tired that he was out of breath and rested in the corner of the room.

"This body is not much better than the body of an ordinary old man. "What makes him most helpless is this weak body, a little physical work, he is so tired that he can't breathe, no wonder his father has never hoped for him.

Born in a family of blacksmiths, his body is weak, which is also a sadness.

After moving the ore, Lin Feng carefully counted the ores in the material storage room, and there was a trace of bitterness in his eyes: "There is almost half a month's amount left." Since Xiao Ran left, Lin Tao's efficiency in casting household utensils has plummeted, and sometimes he can't cast 10 household utensils a day, and the income of the blacksmith shop is worrying.

Standing at the door, Lin Feng looked at the few ores in a daze.

"What's that?"

In the corner of the wall where the ore was originally piled up, an inconspicuous small black piece of iron caught Lin Feng's attention.

If it weren't for the open door, with the brighter moonlight on Chinese New Year's Eve, Lin Feng might not have been able to detect it.

Walking over in small steps, Lin Feng picked up the small piece of iron and observed it curiously. The surface of the small iron sheet was full of rust, and a few small characters were faintly engraved, but because it was too vague, Lin Feng couldn't make out it, but he vaguely felt that these words were somewhat familiar.

Coming to the blacksmith shop with curiosity, Lin Feng picked up the mane and gently wiped it.

The rust was removed, and the small piece of iron revealed its true appearance, with a silver-gray appearance, the edges were very sharp, I don't know what metal it forged, it was very thin, like a card, and a few small words engraved on it were clear at a glance: Game One.

"Game One?"

Looking at these boys, without warning, Lin Feng burst into tears, and tears rushed down like a river bursting its embankment.

Those four words!

Chinese characters, the most authentic simplified Chinese characters, for the first time in this strange world, he saw the words of his hometown for the first time in this strange world, and the distant memories that had been shattered by the impact of the years gradually became clear.

ps: After reading the first chapter, please try to cool yourself down first, so that the impetuous feelings can calm down, and ten lines at a glance are not suitable for this book.