Prologue 1: The Black Cliff is full of devastation

Let's ......

Let's ......

Let's ......

A cloud of blood dripped from the tip of the sword in Mona's hand......

A woman in red clothes fluttering, Sairuo fairy, stood on the black cliff at the top of Yunshan against the cold wind. A coquettish wind willfully ruffled the broken hair in her ears, as if to kiss her cheek wantonly. When the dress was fiddling, I vaguely saw a moon-hugging dragon with a green glow swimming on her skin.

The delicate and handsome face is like a peach blossom waiting to be released, and there is a trace of melancholy hanging on the beauty of the blue moon. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and two lines of tears fluttered from her star-like eyes. Above his forehead, between his eyebrows, a little red light flickered, and a fire of the demon world was still burning in the brand of the demon lord.

There was a girl standing beside her, in the prime of her life. A faint sadness appeared on the face of the man. The traces of the cry just now are still hanging on his face, and his red eyes can't help but look into the distance......

The line of sight fell, and the corpses under the mountain were like mountains, white bones, and a mess. A blur of flesh was piled up in pools of blood. Like a pot of red bean porridge poured into the col. The crimson blood flowed into a stream, splitting apart like the blood vessels of the human body, gurgling in all directions......

"Sister, can my brother still live?"

The woman shook her head and gave the girl a silent reply, "What if...... The eldest sister is still there, and he may be able to come back. But ......"

The little girl's eyebrows pulled downward, and the corners of her mouth turned downward: "Woo...... Hey ........."

The woman raised her hand, and the peerless divine weapon as thin as a cicada's wings turned in her hand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The bow took a long wooden box from the little girl's hand. Dragging one end of the wooden box, he stood the box in his hand, gently lifted it, and sent it to the sky with one palm. A red shadow flashed and leapt into the air.

'Ping Pong ——'

There was a crisp sound in the air, and the wooden box opened like a folding fan. A row of silver steel knives shone out......

The woman's figure was so swift that it was impossible to tell where she was. As soon as the thunderbolt covered his ears, the thirteen steel knives of different lengths automatically flew out of their scabbards and traveled through the air in a burst.

'Ping Pong Ping Pong Ping Pong ——'

All thirteen knives lined up and escaped from a hole into the Black Cliff, reaching the center of the dragon vein deep in the heart of the earth.

The woman sighed with a long sigh: "Brother Wu, you and I have been childhood sweethearts for eight years, the cave room has spent a night of candles, and we have been fighting for ten years! But in the end, why do you still have to take out this feeling?—— stupid! You are so stupid......

"Sister, you and your brother should have been together. And my dad and my mom ...... ...... should have been together" The little girl's words were raised and then suppressed, and the more she spoke, the more she seemed to have no confidence, and she lowered her head while talking.

The woman in red silently untied a wine gourd from her waist, raised her head on the cliff, and took a sip of strong wine. The corners of her slightly closed eyes shed a line of detached tears at the moment when she raised her head to drink.

'Let's ——'

A diamond tear fell to his feet, and the tears ...... A ripple stirred up and a painting was opened......

Prologue 2: Memories in the ripples

'—painting?'

"Brother Wu, you see the stone paintings here, they are so beautiful, and they are still colorful. A twelve-year-old girl in a patched shirt shouted curiously on the mountain.

Next to her, her brother, who was three years older than her, carried a basket full of wild fruits in his hand, and walked indifferently on the side: "What's so nice about that? ”

"You see, you see, there's still here, there's there. The little girl walked all the way and picked it up, and found that there were many more on the ground.

The little brother smiled helplessly when he saw the girl being so playful. There was a kind of happiness in this smile, but there was also a hint of shyness......

"Okay, since Sister Wen likes it, then let's rest here for a while. ”

The little boy marked as always. Looking at the action, they seem to often come to the barren mountains and wilderness. The little girl accidentally discovered that there was a huge stone painting hidden in the ground, and the dust on it was obscured.

The boy was also attracted to the huge stone painting and became interested in it. So they dusted off the dust and the mud and sand. Unexpectedly, the canvas was too large, and it reached the back of the hillock. Found a stone nest behind the knoll, hidden by weeds.

The two of them brushed aside the weeds and saw a stone Buddha sitting among the stone nests. The Buddha statue is not very large, but the appearance is very complete, and the Buddha is smiling, the expression is vivid and lifelike......

"Brother Wu, look at how many lines are there here?" the little girl exclaimed, pulling the boy's gaze.

The boy leaned over his face to look at it carefully, his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together, and he could not recognize more than a slap. I couldn't help but scratch my head. It's like scratching, picking, and the study will squirt out of the head.

The girl saw that his eyes were busy, but his mouth kept stumbling. So he expressed his frustration: "We are both illiterate, how can we know what is engraved on it?"

"This ...... We can follow what is written, go back and ask Ah Niu next door to my house. He reads all day long, and he should be recognized. ”

"Then what are you waiting for? It's not early, let's write it in a hurry, shall we?"

The two of them found the bark of the tree and painted the tiger according to the cat. After a while, I went home with some talking and laughing.

Chapter 001: A generation of goddesses has come to the world

It is said that more than ten years ago, there was a small river on the border, which meandered from west to east without knowing where to go. There is a small village called Donghezhuang in the upstream, and there is Xihezhuang in the downstream. Surrounded by mountains, it can be said to be isolated from the world. Donghezhuang has a family surnamed Wen, and gave birth to a daughter after marriage. Born at dawn, so he took a single name: Xiao.

When Wen Xiao was born, his crying attracted a high monk. The monk wore a robe and a Zen staff, and strode over. Although the Wen family is surrounded by walls, Wen's father is still willing to give. So he gave the monk a bowl of rice, and the monk was grateful. Before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Wen's father and Wen's mother were puzzled: "I don't know the Zen master, where does the joy come from......?

The Zen master narrowed his eyes, smiled heartily with relief, and dropped a sentence: "There is hope for the resurrection of Hierro, and a generation of goddesses will come to the world......!

In the blink of an eye, Wen Xiao was six years old, and his father broke his leg. In order to save the villagers when the mountain was splitting rocks, he was not injured by the boulders.

"Don't cry, don't let your daughter see it. Children don't see blood. ”

Fang Qiaolian covered Wen Xiao's eyes with her loving hand, but all this had been deeply imprinted in her daughter's heart.

"Xiaoxiao, don't cry, Daddy is fine. ”

Fang Qiaolian comforted the young Wen Xiao with a lie that was not a lie...... And the smart girls obviously know!

"Doctor, is this ......" In the courtyard, Wen Xiao's grandmother found the doctor in the village.

The farmer saw Father Wen sitting on the bed with his bloody legs in tow. still pretended to be a master of the world, and grabbed Father Wen's hand. While cutting the veins, while brushing the beard:

"Uh......"

"How's it going?" asked both Grandmother and Qiaolian with concern.

"It's broken!" The country doctor can only fool the kind and simple country people, but the people can only trust this farmer Langzhong, who is known as the barefoot miracle doctor. had to amputate Wen Xiao's father, and since then, Wen's father has been lying on the couch all year round and can't get off the ground. Where can a home be called a home without a 'man'? Since then, the Wen family has been in a downward spiral......

Two years later, eight-year-old Wen Xiao was asleep in bed. Fang Qiaolian came to her mother-in-law's room and gently closed the door. She was only covered with a thin linen robe, and the charm of middle age loomed in her half-hidden linen. She raised one leg and sat down on the old lady's pillow, looked helplessly at the dark night outside the window, and said abruptly:

"Mother, you haven't rested yet, have you?"

"Qiaolian, such a late night...... What's the matter?" the old lady had to roll over and sit up, wrapped in a patched quilt. This quilt is also the only one in the Wen family that is a little thicker.

"Mother, I'm bored and want to talk to my mother!"

"Qiaolian, have you been tired for the past two years?"

"Hey, don't be afraid to be tired...... It's just that Xiaoxiao's father can't stay, and Xiaoxiao is growing up. Other children can go to school and learn four books and five classics to recognize a word. However, our family is now unable to make ends meet. Originally, I felt that I had no children under my knees and wanted to have another one, but this condition ......"

"Qiaolian, I understand, if you want to remarry, as long as Wen Xiao's father agrees, I won't embarrass you. ”

"No, no, no, mother, is Qiaolian that kind of unkind person? Since I am married to Xiaoxiao's father, I will be the daughter-in-law of the Wen family for the rest of my life. If there is no Wen Xiao, no matter how bitter I am, I will not have half a complaint. But now that Xiaoxiao is older, if she doesn't study, it will be difficult to find a concubine for her in-laws in the future. I don't want to suffer the child in the future. So ......"

The old lady breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at her daughter-in-law in the dark. After thinking for a moment, Ai Ran asked, "What do you mean?"

"Mother, why don't I go out and find a job to do, first, to send Wen Xiao to school, and second, to fill the family. Even if it is not good, you can still bring out a mouth and save a bucket of rice for your family. But this is ...... It's hard for your old man. ”

"Hey, I've been suffering all my life, what are you afraid of? I'm just afraid that you're working too hard. The Wen family can't give you anything, but wants you to support you. How can we have a woman in Qiongshui County who goes out and shows her face to do hard labor?"

"Mother, this time comes and that time, and now the child's father is like this. If I don't go out and make some money, we're all going to starve to death!"

"Well, but, this thing...... Have you discussed it with his father?"

"As long as my mother agrees, I will talk to him again. It's just that when I leave, Xiaoxiao still needs her mother to help take care of me. ”

After two years of hard work, Qiaolian was really helpless. After several struggles and ideological struggles, in order to avoid the consequences of losing all of them. In the end, he went to find another way to make a living......

Since then, eight-year-old Wen Xiao has become independent. At a young age, he can do what he can. Suffering is a good teacher, and poverty produces filial piety. My grandmother kept the three meals in cycle. Wen Xiao foraged in the mountains and wilderness, and worked tirelessly. Wild vegetables are also only valued by the Wen family. Occasionally, fish in the water and eggs on the branches improve the diet. In this way, the grandmother is inside the master, Wen Xiao is outside the master, and it has been four years in the blink of an eye.

In the past four years, Wen Xiao saw his children go to the school to study, and he knew that his family background was very different from other families, and he never dared to expect extravagance!

In the twelfth year, he accidentally fell and injured himself while foraging for food in the mountains and fields, and happened to be rescued by a young man from Xihezhuang. Swapping names, it was learned that the young man's surname was 'Wu' and his name was 'Zhe', and he was three years older than her.

"Brother Wu Zhe, why don't you go to study?"

"I don't want to go, no why!" Wu Zhe avoided the question, not liking to mention it.

"Well, if you don't want to go, then don't go! If you run to the school all day, there will be no one to help me go up the tree to pick up the birds' eggs. ”

"Why doesn't Sister Wen go to school?

"Where am I playing? If I don't go up the mountain to pick fruit, I won't have anything to eat at home?"

"After that...... If you don't read, I don't read. How would you like to be together all day long, help each other, and do what we love?"

"Okay, okay! A word is a certainty, a high-five is a sound!"

Ignorant of them, how did they know that this simplest agreement had become a foreshadowing that traveled through the world, love and hate!