The bright moon is in the sky, the chirping of insects and the breeze describe a peaceful and peaceful night.

However, in the tranquility, who can foresee the undercurrents in the dark?

Uncle Ma's eyes were dull, but his thoughts had drifted back to six years ago.

—

This is a small fishing village far away from the secular world. The people are simple and uncontested. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea, making the villagers have no worries about food and clothing. It is connected with the outside world except for the sea road. However, after all, it is a village in the sea. Even if it is rich, it cannot escape the bad luck of the typhoon.

The night six years ago was destined to be an extraordinary night.

At midnight, the warm moon, which was originally hanging high in the night sky, was suddenly covered by thick clouds, and the tranquility in the village was torn apart by uneasy dogs. Before the owner could scold him, he was suddenly knocked down by a haystack caused by a strange wind.

The woman screamed in panic and shocked the neighbors, but was soon drowned by the whistling wind. Even though the villagers lived in the fishing village since childhood, how could they have seen such a violent and unruly strange wind? Now everyone is at their will and can't take care of themselves.

After a stormy night, the entire village was destroyed by a typhoon. Although the typhoon's residual power swept across from time to time, although the sea surface showed endless vastness and tranquility, the heavy hearts of the villagers were completely opposite to the tranquility of the vast sea and sky: overnight, the ground was covered with blue bricks and broken tiles, and the walls were broken!

"Come here!" Someone shouted, and the villagers surrounded the coast. However, what appeared before them was a fair child about eight or nine years old. The villagers whispered to each other, as if they had forgotten the natural disaster he had just experienced.

"Where did such a handsome child come from?"

"Look at his clothes, they are good materials!"

The villagers were talking.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's important to save people!"

Uncle Ma wanted to pick up the boy, then let out a "sniff" and took a breath of air conditioning in his mouth.

"Old Ma, what's wrong?"

Before Uncle Ma could speak, the young man's eyes were opened, but the light transmitted in his eyes could not hide the confusion in his heart.

"You're awake?"

Uncle Ma asked tentatively.

The boy shouted coldly, and the ice thin as a cicada's wings scattered from his body, emitting colorful colors under the cool sunlight.

“Where is this?”

"who I am?"

The boy asked, but no one could answer. He asked the villagers first what they wanted to ask.

"Are you hungry?" Uncle Ma asked with concern.

"Who am I?" The young man refused to give in.

"If you have something to eat, eat it. Who knows who you are!"

"Hey! Don't talk to the kids like this!"

Uncle Ma raised his hand and stopped the villagers who had just experienced the disaster. He turned to the teenager and said with concern: "Child, it doesn't matter who you are. You will live in my house. Uncle Ma will support you in the future!"

—

Thinking back to this, Uncle Ma sang a little bitterness at the corner of his mouth. He swears to the past, but now he wants Asha to offer it. How ridiculous it is!

However, as soon as the memories burst out, they were out of control. Uncle Ma stroked his legs, and the scene of that day came to his mind again.

—

Since he arrived in this village, he has been living in Uncle Ma's house. Even though the village was full of suspicion about his appearance, Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma treated him as his own, and Sister Ling treated him like a biological brother, but the knot in his heart could not be untied. Sometimes he looked at the sea from afar, looking for traces of his previous life, and sometimes he was crazy, and asked who he was when he met someone.

Uncle Ma saw his obsession in his eyes, feeling heartbroken and helpless. Over time, he had to call him "Asai", but it became a nickname for insults in the village.

For this reason, Uncle Ma's family once defended him in front of everyone, blocking all the harm of Wuji in front of the muddy child, but "Asia" was already labeled like a name, closely following him.

"It's okay." Asha didn't seem to care about his nickname. When Uncle Ma was in full force in front of the villagers, he said calmly. So, two months passed quietly...

On this day, Asha came to the beach as usual, staring blankly at the birds and fish leaping on the sea, watching the changing wind and clouds in the sky, watching the endless waves, and watching the afterglow of the setting sun falling on the sea, blowing into rippling golden dots by the sea breeze.

"Asha, don't think too much." A gentle voice sounded behind her. Asha turned her head and looked at Sister Aling, who was filled with tenderness behind her. A trace of helplessness rose in her heart, and a trace of blood red appeared in her eyes.

"Be good, Asha, what you lost is God's arrangement. It is also God's arrangement for you to become a family with us now. Maybe it's a good thing that can't be remembered. Sister Aling hopes to be Asha's sister forever." Sister Aling's silver bell-like voice was full of warmth.

As Asha listened, a warm feeling rose in her heart. She recalled the care of Uncle Ma’s family for her over the past two months, but she was indifferent to her and just opened her mouth to eat.

"I'm kind enough to take you in, but you're here to be the young master?" Asha blamed himself in his heart, and felt guilty arises. When the two emotions collided, they could no longer suppress them and cried out with a wow.

"I'm sorry, sorry, Sister Aling really doesn't mean that. Sister Aling is afraid that you will leave us when you remember it!" Sister Aling said hurriedly, obviously Asha's sudden emotion made her feel at a loss.

"Thank you, Sister A Ling. Whether I can think about it or not, you are my sister!" A Sha said with sincerity, tears on her cheeks were still rolling down.

"Go back to dinner with Sister A Ling!" Sister A Ling gently helped A Sha to wipe away her tears, "Male people can't shed tears easily. God will definitely remind you, but before that, you can stay here with peace of mind!"

Since I came here, I would be content with it. Isn’t it a kind of freedom? Asha seemed to have a trace of enlightenment, wiped away the tears with force, then reached out to put Sister Aling and held his hand, and went home together.

After that, Asha followed Uncle Ma to fish and dry the nets, worked in the fields, had a kind father and a filial son, and a harmonious brother. The family was happy, which attracted the envy of other villagers. He even said that Uncle Ma had picked up a good son. But only Uncle Ma's family knew that when it was late at night, Asha occasionally went out, sat quietly by the beach, staring at the bright moon, and looking at the calm sea, thinking about it.

—

Asha was sitting quietly by the lake in the mountains and lakes at this moment, no longer as crazy as he left the cave. No matter how hard he tried, all he recalled was the only peaceful life that was fast and peaceful after waking up at the beach, and the night half a year later, the moonlight was no different from tonight.

—

Half a year passed in a flash. On this day, an uninvited guest with a long gray cloth robe appeared in the village. He raised a banner in his hand and wrote the four words "Iron Mouth God Broken". He was arrogant and looked like a proud face.

"After the person who is called the Iron Mouth God Duan Shen Duan, I will give you some advice!"

With just such a shout, the villagers gathered, and they were always in awe of the profoundness of metaphysics. At this moment, the villagers rushed to surround him, asking him to break up, and the Chen Banxian closed his eyes slightly and murmured, "Gafu is rich and knowledgeable, and he becomes a saint and extraordinary." He took a few words and calculated, "They are far away from the bottom, and the water is on the fire, and the water is extinguished, which helps you achieve success, and you are persevering and respectful!" It is true that those who speak are proud, but those who hear them are difficult to distinguish.

Seeing this, Asha was helpless. The villagers were already relying on the mountains to eat and water. Seeing that the savings that the villagers had finally accumulated were about to marry others, she came up with a plan and pointed to the dog skin plaster on the Feng Shui master's forehead and said playfully: "What a joke, who is this person? It's not a bad forehead!"

One sentence made the children around him laugh and echoed: "Bad, bad forehead!"

When the villagers heard this, they hurriedly covered the child's mouth. Chen Duan's face was ashen, and his hands shook, and they danced white banners. A set of sticks with a slightly organized set of sticks that were harsh with the stern wind blowing the wind.

"What are you doing!"

Asha was about to dodge, but Sister Ling's angry voice sounded. The iron-mouthed god was stunned by the pleasant sound at the same time. Looking at Sister Ling, she saw her: her eyes were flashing, her slightly frown, her eyebrows were slender, her lips were full of cherries, her cheeks and her long jade neck were bright red and white, and the casually tied belts around her waist outlined the waist that was less than enough to hold it.

Chen Banxian looked at the graceful figure in front of him and kept stroking the rat whiskers. The small eyes as big as beans were full of lust.

"Ah Sha, let's go!"

Sister Aling flashed the gaze unnaturally, pulled Asha and wanted to leave.

"This lady, I have observed the celestial phenomena a night ago and learned that there were unknown people here. It must be related to this kid. If he is left behind, it will inevitably bring disaster. I am ordered by the god of heaven to come and resolve it." The Feng Shui Master placed the white banner in front of the two of them and said with a smile.

"snort!"

Sister A Ling snorted coldly, put a white banner and pulled A Sha away.

"Sir, are you saying true?"

"I knew that night"

After hearing the word "ominous" mentioned by Chen Duan, a group of villagers surrounded him to find out.

"I think I'm so stupid, when did there be any deviation?"

Seeing the curiosity of the villagers, Chen Duan couldn't wait to brag and fiddle, but his eyes stared at A Ling's distant back. With the word "Oh", Chen Duan easily discovered all the situation and disasters in Uncle Ma's house, which laid the foreshadowing.

In a quiet night without the chirping of insects, the air is filled with anxiety.

For a moment, the crowd was panicked and the sound of fire broke the silence. At this moment, the flames suddenly appeared in the village, and the raging flames spit out bright red sparks and climbed into the sky, reflecting the tiny figure in front of them.

"Help"

In the heat wave, a crawling figure slowly crawled out with a faint sound of help, and the burnt smell on his body drifted away.

"Old Ma!"

The village chief exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward with everyone to drag Uncle Ma out. The exposed broken bones on his legs and the burnt odor made everyone present feel ache.

"Ah stupid"

Uncle Ma fainted before he finished speaking.

"Damn it, that ungrateful bastard!" The villagers were excited and angry burst into the corners of their eyes.

"Uncle Ma!" Asha, who was dazed by the sea, noticed the strangeness in the village. At this moment, it appeared inappropriately, and found the villagers' anger to vent.

"Kill this beast to death!"

"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, a stick had already fallen on Asha's shoulder. Asha had not had time to suffer, and his fists and feet had fallen on him like raindrops.

"Ominous person?" This word flashed out in Asha's mind instantly. The wave of air brought by the surging tongue filled his entire eyes, burning unscrupulously in his heart.

"Bang!" Another slap hit the forehead, making a sensation.

"Stop!" The village chief's voice sounded angry, "I didn't know who did it. Just fight like this. Aren't you afraid of someone's life?"

"Village Chief! Lao Ma said it was him, let alone his disaster star."

"Stop the mouth and put out the fire first!"

The crowd was drunk by the village chief and dispersed reluctantly. They each transported water to put out the fire. Ah Sha curled up, her body trembling involuntarily, and her eyes became more and more blurred.

The first ray of light in the rising sun cut through the sad night sky, and the noise gradually subsided. In the ruins, everyone dug out the burned charred bodies of Aunt Ma and Sister A Ling.

"Old Ma is gone!"
To be continued...