The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting half of the sky, gorgeous and colorful, magnificent and charming, the red clouds, ever-changing, spectacular, and the vast white snow in the distance has also become a blood red.

The forest was particularly quiet in the evening, the golden crow gradually set in the west, and the night quietly fell. There is no wind tonight, and the silver-white moon is sprinkled with a faint light, and the afterglow of the setting sun makes the earth silver white and blood red.

Xingshan is located in the center of the Dongtu Continent, although it stretches for hundreds of miles, such as a dragon lying prone, the mountains are high and dense, the mountains are stacked and green, and the people are inaccessible, but such a mountain range is just a very ordinary mountain range for the Wei State with a land radius of tens of thousands of miles.

It is only because of this that the strange peaks and stones of the mountain range are scattered like stars, permeating this vast land, and are called Star Mountain.

From a distance, the raised part of the mountain range is composed of five peaks, and in the middle of one of the peaks, on a large rock recessed, there is a thin old man leaning against the stone, lighting a bonfire in front of him, and a basket is placed beside him, in which some medicinal herbs are piled up, emitting bursts of medicinal fragrance, and the surroundings are around.

“...... From the Son of Heaven to the common people, all of them are based on self-cultivation. If it is chaotic and not cured, it will not be done. What is thick is thin, and what is thin is thick, and what is not ......"

An ordinary herb picker often wanders in the mountains for many days before descending the mountain, and this is his fifth day in the mountains. The old man sat there, holding an almost crumbling book in his hand, shaking his head and reading it with relish.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Suddenly, the old man heard the crying of a baby not far away.

"Alas, I'm afraid that the child of one family has been lost. The old man gathered up his medicine basket and books, and walked in the direction of the sound.

When he got there, he saw a child of three or four years old crying there, strange to the child, who had a terrible wound on his face, which had just grown new flesh and had not yet healed. Beside him was a newborn baby wrapped in animal skins, also crying, and its clothes were stained with blood.

"Little doll, where is your house, and where are the people in the family? Why are you two children here?" asked the old man with a kind face.

When the three- or four-year-old child saw this kind old man, who looked a little similar to his grandfather, with a long half-white beard, he gradually stopped crying, "I...... I want my mother. This is...... Where?" the child's voice still sobbed uncontrollably. But his words puzzled the old man, who could not understand what he was saying.

"The two children were lucky not to be spotted by wild beasts in this mountain forest. The old man glanced at the bloodstains on the two children, "Alas, since we met, it was fate, or let me take you away, and then inquire about who lost the child." ”

At this time, the infant baby may have been tired of crying and fell asleep quietly, and the child also stopped crying under the comfort of the old man.

In the moonlight, a thin figure carried a medicine basket with a baby, and held the hand of a three-year-old child in his left hand, and walked towards the town below the mountain.

Xingshan Town is located in the south of the Xingshan Mountains, and due to the fact that the Wei State has been fighting for many years, it is unable to take care of the poor and remote land here, and this unsightly town has no formal management by the imperial court. At present, there are only a few hundred families in this town, and most of them live by hunting and farming. Simple houses, quaint courtyards, scattered distributed.

"Ancient, you're back from collecting medicine, and you've been there for a long time...... Whose family are these two little ones?"

"Ancient good, hey, whose child is this?"

......

It turned out that this old man's name was ancient, and he was young and traveled to study all over the world, wanting to seek a good way to govern the country, but there was no way to serve the country. When he reached middle age, he returned to Xingshan Town, never went out again, never married a wife, just worked as a man in the town and taught the children in the town to read and write. But the people in the town respect him more, after all, he is a person who has seen the world in the mountains, and he has to treat the small illnesses and disasters in the town.

When the people in the town saw Gu Zhiyi, they greeted each other and basically asked the same question. Gu Zhiyi can only tell the truth one by one.

After explaining all the way, Gu Zhiyi finally overcame many "difficulties" and returned to his small courtyard with only a few thatched huts.

After placing the two children, Gu Zhi expected that the two children should be hungry, the older one is fine, and he will be able to cook for him later, but what about the younger one?

"Oh the hell...... Where can I find milk for him to drink?" Gu Zhiyi patted his head, "Doesn't the old Wang family have a goat, it seems that his grandson grew up drinking goat's milk." ”

Gu Zhiyi walked outside the house and shouted to the courtyard next door: "Lao Wang, Wang Kuang, hurry up!"

"What are you shouting, that kid in my house just fell asleep, don't wake up again. In a room in the courtyard next to him, louder voices rang out. Then came the cry of a child. "Alas, the boy is awake again. There was a sigh from inside the room.

In a moment came an old man out of the room, his hair all gray, but he was eight feet five long, with a strong physique, showing no signs of bending, a white beard as hard as a steel needle, a spirit shimmering, and a voice as thick as a drum.

The old man was holding a crying child, coaxing the child as he walked. It's just that way of making people laugh.

"Don't cry, don't cry, oh, you and the little ancestor, don't we cry?" Lao Wang made a grimace, really a little "hideous", "Look, uh......"

"Lao Wang, hurry up and come over with the child. Gu Zhiyi couldn't stand it anymore, and urged again.

"Lao Gu, what are you anxious about, aren't you just playing chess, you can't let me put the child to sleep. Lao Wang complained to Gu Zhiyi as he walked.

"Who said I played chess with you, you stinky chess basket, does your sheep still produce milk? ”

Gu Zhiyi hurriedly pulled Lao Wang into the house, and Lao Wang saw the two children, one big and one small, and then his face was serious, and he asked: "When do you have any children, there are two at once!"

"Go, go, clean. Gu Zhiyi waved his hand, "Don't make trouble, these are the two children I picked up in the mountains, and I brought them back for fear that they would be in danger in the mountains." You have experience in taking care of children, give me a way. ”

"It's not easy, it's a hassle to take care of children. Lao Wang scratched his head, "It's okay to say milk, my sheep are still there, you can ask me if there is anything else." ”

"Oh, why is that little one crying, old Wang, what's going on. Suddenly the baby began to cry, which was really hard to understand. immediately grabbed Wang Kuang, who was leaving.

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait for me to come and see. Then Lao Wang put down his grandson, squatted down and said, "Xiao Dui, you play with that baby for a while, grandpa is a little busy, you go to the kitchen and get something for him to eat, okay?"

"Okay, grandpa. The tiger-headed little Wang Du rubbed his eyes and said.

"You said that you are usually very careful, why is a person who is usually very careful so careless today, the animal skins on this kid are soaked, where does so much blood come from?"

"How do I know. ”

"Don't talk so much about it, hurry up and get some hot water for these two to bathe the children, and I'll go find some Wang Dui's clothes for them to wear." Lao Wang waved his hand and said.

After a while, Lao Wang and Gu Zhiyi wasted a lot of effort to wash the two children clean, and the cries of the two children were indispensable in the middle, let alone the grimaces of Lao Wang.

Gu Zhiyi changed the two children into clean clothes, and Lao Wang squeezed a lot of goat milk from his own sheep, and also warmed a hot meal for Gu Zhiyi and the child to eat.

After all this, the three children were finally put to sleep, and the two old men could finally rest, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This older one doesn't seem to be able to speak yet, so it seems that the burden on your body is not light. I think you should find a woman, and I can help you take care of the children, I think the widow Zhang in the east of the town is good. Lao Wang quipped about the meaning of the ancients.

"Hmph, you bad old man, you're going to take a fancy to you, don't bother me about this. ”

"Alas, it's been almost forty years since that incident, can't you forget it?" Lao Wang suppressed his smile and said to Gu Zhiyi.

"Alas......" Gu Zhiyi didn't speak again this time, just sighed long, and silently walked outside the house, staring at the moon in a daze.

"Tonight in Haozhou, I only look at it alone. Pity the tears of the Yiren and remember the stars every day. The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold. When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double light are dry...... "Gu Zhiyi chanted alone to Hao Hao Mingyue.

"It's not early this day, it's very tiring to take care of the child, you can rest early, I'll go back first, let's play chess together tomorrow, don't forget." Lao Wang said a few words to Gu Zhiyi's back and turned to leave, shaking his head as he walked.

"Forty years, are you okay?" Gu Zhiyi muttered to himself, standing for a long time, Gu Zhiyi slowly turned around and returned to the house.

In the house, Gu Zhiyi looked at the two sleeping little guys, smiled and shook his head: "You two should also have a name......" Before the words fell, there was a whirring wind outside the window, which was like the sound of rain at first hearing, which was also mixed with the sound of the wind blowing the trees, and then suddenly became turbulent, like the sudden waves of the river at night, and the wind and rain came suddenly. There is a clanging sound when it hits an object, like the sound of metal striking.

"It was a cold winter, and when I heard a sound, I was squeezing at the beginning, rushing and banging, like waves and night terrors, and the wind and snow came suddenly. Since there is a cold wind coming, then you should call it the ancient wind. Gu Zhiyi muttered to himself to the older child.

"Next to the road, and the wind and clouds are sinister, but the tiger has nothing to put its claws, looks up to the sky, and does not bow down to the ground. When one day, the wind goes straight into the nine skies, waving his hand to sweep the clouds and mist, looking down on the vast people, and building a tripod road. You can call it the ancient road. Gu Zhiyi gave another child a good name.

"Hey, this kind of animal skin seems to be the fur of the wind demon marten in the far north of the eastern soil, so far away......" Gu Zhiyi stroked the animal skin and was quite surprised, "I don't know what the background of these two sons is!"

The wind blows the leaves like rain, and there are two sons by the road. Gu Zhiyi is full of emotion, after all, it is still a little doll, and the encounter is fate, and the road ahead is still to go slowly. However, who would leave a child in the wilderness, still wearing animal skins and covered in blood, their background must be extraordinary.

Gu Zhiyi thought to himself, if no one came to look for them, he would teach them to read in the future, and it would be better to be an ordinary person, so as not to wander the world for half his life like himself, but leave a lifetime of regrets......