The night is like a tide, and the moon is like a silver plate. The darkness is, even if it covers the entire night sky, it is difficult to hide the bright moon's glory.

"Hahaha" Under the moon, there was a heavy breathing sound, breaking the silence of the night.

In the empty room, the boy was lying on his back, gasping heavily, mixing with the thumping heartbeat of frightening heartbeat, and circling back into the bedroom. Not long after, the panting gradually weakened, and the horror and cold sweat on his little face also dissipated invisible over time, and replaced by a face of perseverance.

"It's this nightmare again." The young man murmured.

A pair of bright but indifferent eyes were now staring at the boy indifferently beside the boy's pillow.

"Xiao Feng, did you disturb you? I'm sorry," the boy apologized to the owner of these eyes. Xiao Feng from the boy said without answering, but just closed his eyes lazily and turned around and faced the inner bed to continue sleeping soundly.

"Haha." The boy laughed dryly, as if to relieve the sudden embarrassment.

"Oh, why do you always have this dream when you sleep with Xiao Yan?" The boy thought in his heart, stretched out his hands and put them behind his head, but he could no longer sleep.

This nine-year-old boy is named Qin Mufeng. Although he was born in the deep winter, he suddenly blew an extraordinary strange wind when he was born. Where the strange wind passed, the snow was like being pulled, and it piled up towards the Qin family, and condensed into an ice and snow dragon in front of the door, which was very majestic. However, the scene in the deep winter was like spring breeze, with new buds emerging from the branches, and the weeds in the forest also emerged from the soil and growing wildly.

All these incredible scenes happened at the moment when the strange wind blew, and no one could explain the reason - perhaps, except for the madman in the village. This madman usually said to everyone that he was familiar with the past and the present and had the ability to go to heaven and earth. But since he saw the strange scene caused by the strange wind, he suddenly calmed down and no longer had the madness of the past. He just stayed alone, muttering from time to time, "What happened?"

On the other hand, the Qin family came to such a strange scene from the front of the door, and was filled with joy. Especially Qin Zongyao, who had just become his father, firmly believed that this son was related to this gust of wind, and was the blessing of the heavens. Therefore, he named his son Qin Mufeng, hoping that Qin Mufeng could drive away the cold winter for others like this gust of wind and bring hope to the world.

The young man's second brother was named Qin Feng, seven years old. At the same time, when he was born, a black lightning flashed suddenly in the clear sky. A shrill thunder came, and everyone was trembling. Only this son seemed to have never heard of it, did not cry or make a fuss. He just looked at everything in this world with his eyes, and had no children's natural curiosity, but was just indifferent.

There must be something strange about the birth of a strange man. Qin Zongyao thought so and once again linked the deafening black lightning as fate with his son. He firmly believed that this son would have great achievements, so he named it Qin Feng, hoping that he would make a big splash like that black lightning, and from then on, he would use the world as the public and wipe out all the evil in the world.

If the scene when Qin Mufeng was born was just a coincidence, the two young men of the Qin family were born with strange phenomena, and they spread throughout the county from the village for a while. They were circulated vigorously for a long time, but the madman seemed to have disappeared and never appeared in people's sight, nor became a supporting role in this story, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The Qin family lived on the banks of the Yanxi River in ancient Yue. This place was surrounded by mountains on three sides. This place was also named after the name of Shan County. Until the Xuanhe period of the Northern Song Dynasty, a Qiu Daoist in Shan County led his people to respond to the Fang La Uprising, conquered the county town, killed the magistrate, and shocked the court. Later, he was suppressed by the commander of Yuezhou Liu Shugu. He submitted a request to the court to change the Yan to Sheng under the name of "Shan was two fires and one knife, and there was a sign of war." The emperor followed it and changed it to "Sheng County".

The so-called "Sheng" character directly describes the place surrounded by mountains and peaks and peaks. It is easy to gather in the rivers and lakes. It can also be said to be beautiful and has outstanding people. Wang Youjun, a master of calligraphy in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, lived in Jinting Town, Yanxi in his later years, and the ruins of the ancient houses still exist today.

A poet of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Li Taibai, who once asked a strong man to take off his boots, and the imperial concubine held the inkstone, also left dozens of eternal quatrains describing the scenery of Yanxi, such as in "Autumn Under Jingmen", "This trip is not a bass sashimi, but he loves the famous mountains and enters the middle of Yanzhong." For example, in "Two Poems of Reminiscing the East Mountain", "The mountains and rivers in the southeast are the most beautiful, and the scenery in Yue is the first." As a crazy follower of Taibai, Du Fu also wrote a poem called "Zhuangyou": "The world is white, Jianhu is cool in May, and the Yanxi River is beautiful and unforgettable." It is written when he is wandering and enjoying the Yanxi River.

This place is rich in mountains and rivers. When you climb high places, you can see the vastness of the clouds. You can hear the sound of gurgling springs. You can feel the distant artistic conception, just like clouds swaying in the mountains, which is very suitable for the growth of tea trees. There are records of Yan Tea in the book "Yiyuan" written by Liu Jingshu of the Southern Song Dynasty. In the "Tea Classic", the tea saint Lu Yu, said that "the moonlight is cold and the waves enter the Yanxi River", and he personally investigated it, leaving behind the legend of "the sound of Yan Tea, written by Tang Dynasty".

During the Song Dynasty, Gao Sisun also recorded ten kinds of tea products in "Shanlu", namely, waterfall tea, Wulong tea, Zhenru tea, Ziyan tea, roasting tea, big kun tea, small kun tea, Luyuan tea, thin kun tea, Jiaokun tea, "The world's cooking and cooking is mostly made by Yan tea." The imperial court also established the tea trade official department in Yandi.

During the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, tea was tributed to the court in Shengzhou. The Qin family took root here for several generations, and they were all used to sell tea and sanitary food. The accumulated family business of several generations can be called wealth here.

However, no one knows that under the appearance of the Qin family, there is a little-known background. Qin Zhibai, a martial arts master who was once famous all over the world, fought against the five sects that were extremely popular at that time with one person. He became famous in one battle, and then entered Kuaiji Mountain alone to combat the bandits. However, years of war made him exhausted, and he was eventually defeated and was defeated in Kuaiji Mountain. In order to avoid the consequences of the wealth of the five sects, the Qin family ran around, and eventually the ancestors of Qin Zongyao settled and reproduced here.

Now no outsiders know the reason why the five major sects joined forces to attack Qin Zhibai back then. The Qin family, which could have been scattered and broad-leaved in the martial arts world, had to hide their true identity and continue their family-born martial arts under the cover of selling tea.

When the first ray of sunlight emerged from the gaps in the mountains and forests and projected on the pane, the colorful light and shadow jumped into Qin Mufeng's eyes. Qin Mufeng tiptoed to put on his clothes, and did not forget to pull the quilt for Qin Wu, with a look of care on his little face, and then walked out of the door.

"Brother Wang, morning!" Qin Mufeng obediently greeted the hunchbacked old man swept the floor in the yard.

"Young Master Feng, you get up so early. Please wait a while and I'll prepare breakfast for you." Butler Wang Bole responded happily.

"No, Uncle Wang, I'm not hungry now. I want to go to the backyard for a while. You can rest more, don't be too tired."

Qin Mufeng said as he walked towards the backyard, leaving Uncle Wang alone to stay where he was secretly moved, "Young Master Feng is approachable and really has the style of a hero. But after the wife left, Master Feng always had a hint of loneliness in his eyes, and Master Feng became more taciturn, alas." Uncle Wang thought in his heart, and then continued to sweep the floor, but the strength of holding the broom in his hand increased the internal strength, which aroused a cloud of dust in the yard and drifted in the air.

When I walked into the backyard, I saw a lush forest of bamboos. The sound of birds gradually sounded. The pebbled path led people into the forest and walked along the trail into the forest. A unique small pond suddenly appeared. The swimming fish in the pond were colorful. When someone came, they rushed to the water. Qin Mufeng was unmoved, but he just quietly watched his blurry and twisted reflection in the water.

"What does this dream mean?" Qin Mufeng thought in his heart, his eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't help but think of the saying "Dreams are the continuation of reality" - "Why do you always have this dream?"
Chapter completed!