Chapter 1 First Meeting (1)()

Wander the world and travel around the world; ride the wind with swords and raise your glass to invite the moon. Even if you wander alone, you must laugh at the royal grandson and drink the dew and eat the clouds.

Being the legendary sword immortal - this is Chu Tian’s childhood dream.

However, at this moment, his only thought was to survive!

In the mid-winter Daya Mountain, the north wind roared and snowflakes flew. The world was covered with silver, vast and lonely.

Chu Tian was lost and ran desperately in the dense primeval forest, not stopping for a while.

The shrill howls of wolf are getting closer and closer, which is a life-and-death pursuit without any suspense. A young man who has just turned nine, although he is born and raised in the deep mountains and has followed his father to hunt bears and pick herbs since he was six years old, no matter how flexible his body and how amazing his speed are in the forest, he will be killed by a group of hungry wolves. The ending of his hunting is destined, like a small wild deer surrounded - there is no escape.

The air in the lungs was almost exhausted, like two bellows full of holes, Chu Tian made a final struggle in vain.

The closer the wolf howled, Chu Tian's vision gradually became chaotic, and the surrounding scenery was shaking and rotating, as the sky became darker and darker.

Suddenly, Chu Tian saw a white figure floating in a vague way not far away, passing by, hugging a child wrapped in a thick blanket in his arms.

"Run quickly, the wolf pack is coming!" Chu Tian shouted, subconsciously changing direction and trying to lead the evil wolf away to the left. However, he didn't expect to turn anxiously. He couldn't help but let him fall down and rolled toward the man's feet.

"Ao--" A hungry wolf flew into the air in a hurry, and its sharp front paws were inserted into Chu Tian like a steel knife.

Chu Tian saw the hungry wolf's hideous green eyes, and his heart was not as scared as he imagined.

When my grandfather was alive, he once said: A good hunter was destined to die in bed, just like those generals who have experienced many battles, the corpse of horses and corpses is his ultimate glory and dream destination.

Three days later, my grandfather died. A big wild boar suddenly jumped out of the bushes pierced his lower abdomen with his fangs, and his intestines flowed all over the ground, and he lost all his strength and fell less than three miles away from his home.

"Bang!" A green light as crystal clear as jade passed by Chu Tian's body, accurately shattering the hard skull of the hungry wolf. It felt like someone easily piercing the fragile egg shell with a sharp pointed cone.

The scarlet wolf blood and thick brain matter splattered out together, and Chu Tian's eyes couldn't help but close.

The howlings of the wolves around him rose and fell one after another, from anger to fear, from fear to despair.

In just one breath, the noise in Chu Tian’s ears returned to tranquility, so quiet that he could hear the rustling snowflakes falling and his heavy breathing sound.

Chu Tian opened his eyes in surprise. The twenty-three hungry wolves, who were originally brutal and greedy, were instantly scattered around, fragmented corpses, dark red blood seeped into the white snow, and there was an unpleasant and pungent fishy smell in the air.

There was no living wolf body in his vision, and a pair of ice-green boots slowly approaching Chu Tian.

Chu Tian looked at him in the snow, the woman's white skirt seemed to merge with the heaven and earth. Her foggy face was covered with the sadness of the moon, and her slender figure passed by Chu Tian and continued to move forward for a while. A little girl was obediently lying in the thick blanket, with half of her red face exposed outside, as if she was sleeping very well.

"Hey, wait!" Chu Tian stood up and shouted at the white back with difficulty. He wanted to thank her for saving her life, and wanted to tell her that there were beasts in the forest that were more ferocious than evil wolf, who had lost their direction and path, and even the best hunter might die.

However, Chu Tian's call did not make her turn back, nor did she stop. Chu Tian was sure that she could hear it, but she seemed to not want to pay attention to Chu Tian at all. Her steps seemed to be slow and steady, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared into the boundless depths of the fog and snow.

Chu Tian was so happy that he didn't catch up after all.

In the middle of the night, Chu Tian was exhausted and almost lost his strength. Fortunately, he finally walked out of the deadly and dark forest that could devour life at any time. The snow stopped and the ground was wet and slippery. He fell on the way. He was extremely cold and hungry, almost rolling and climbing over a ridge, and saw a small village deep in the foothills from afar.

This is Daya Mountain. Chu Tian’s home is in a small village deep in Daya Mountain. There are less than ten families in total, all of whom rely on hunting and collecting herbs to make a living.

But at this moment, his home was looking at him, but he could not see the warm lights waiting for, nor could he hear the familiar barking of hunting dogs, which was dazzling and heart-wrenching... there was a sea of ​​fire!

The blazing flames almost swallowed the entire small village, and the blood-red fire light and rolling black smoke rushed straight to the night sky.

The village groaned in the raging sea of ​​fire and turned into ashes, and the strong and pungent smell of gunpowder floated in the air.

This is no longer the home you are looking forward to, but a hell.

"Dad, Mom--" Chu Tian was shocked and rushed down the ridge, and a blazing wave of heat suddenly came to his face with choking smoke. He could not get close to the village at all, and the fire continued to spread, igniting the surrounding forests and trees.

"Crack!" A few sparks splattered on Chu Tian's clothes and immediately started to burn.

He quickly rolled to the ground, extinguishing the flames, and the burning pain on his arms left a burning wound.

Chu Tian didn't care about the pain, and he shouted desperately, but there was no vocal response in the village.

He vaguely saw that his house had collapsed and turned into ruins in the fire.

His father, mother, other villagers, and even the hunting dogs who dared to fight with the black bear and wild wolf, all disappeared.

Didn't there be anyone in the village who escaped from the fire alive?

If they were still alive, how could they let the fire storm and devour their homes?

Although this place is small, it is the place where hunters live for generations and their roots!

No, it is impossible! They are all the best hunters in the world, and they can feel danger at any time even in their sleep, not to mention those loyal and alert hunting dogs?

Chu Tian couldn't believe it or wanted to believe it.

In an instant, tears rushed into his eyes, and Chu Tian used all his strength to shout, "Dad, Mom--"

The mountains echoed with his shouts and handed them out from afar until they were blown away by the wind.

He rushed to the sea of ​​fire again, and the flames were about to swallow him, but Chu Tian stubbornly didn't want to stop rushing forward.

Even if you die, you must know where your parents and neighbors are!

Suddenly, a sudden burst of crying made Chu Tian pause. The crying sound was not far from him, and it was from the well at the entrance of the village.

Maybe he had been crying for too long and his voice seemed a little hoarse. But the tender crying sounded into Chu Tian's ears, which made him feel hope again.

There are still people living!

He rolled all the way to avoid the fire and approached the well. The well was surrounded by relatively empty mud, and the ground was burned hot by the fire. Chu Tian walked on it as if he had stepped on a red iron plate.

He endured the pain and ran to the well and shouted to the bottom of the well: "Don't be afraid, I'll save you!"

"Mom, mom... Save Qing'er, I'm afraid--" Chu Tian couldn't see the child in the well clearly, and could only hear panic cry for help.

"Qing'er?"

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment and realized that the person hiding in the well was a little girl he didn't know.

But he didn't have time to think about it. The fires and thick smoke around him could cause him to fall down every moment.

Seeing the rope that was holding the bucket hanging down in the well, Chu Tian had guessed that the little girl must be sitting in the bucket.

So, someone must have hid her down the well.

But where did the person who hid the little girl go? Why didn’t the little girl escape from the fired village with her?

Chu Tian gritted his teeth and shook the wheel, and lifted the bucket to the well as quickly as possible.

Gradually, he saw the little girl's face clearly.

She was four or five years old at most, with snow-white and tender skin, and her big black eyes flashed with bright light. She was looking up at Chu Tian with fearful eyes and helplessly.

"Is it her?"

Chu Tian immediately recognized the little girl - wasn't the one who held the white woman in the arms of the woman who killed a group of wolves in the forest and saved her?

"Don't be afraid!" Chu Tian comforted her softly, holding her out of the bucket with one hand tightly grasping her with the other hand.

"I want my mother--" The little girl pushed Chu Tian away and wanted to escape from his arms.

Almost surrounded by fire, Chu Tian hugged her small and weak body tightly and did not dare to let go, saying, "Brother will take you to find your mother!"

Chu Tian wet the hem of his clothes with a little water from the wooden barrel, then lifted it up and covered the little girl's face, turned around and ran out of the fire.

He believed that the little girl's mother would definitely come back, and his parents and village neighbors might also be hiding in some secret place.

When they all come back, everything will return to the past. All this in front of them is just a nightmare.

In this way, the two young figures moved further and further away from the fire, slowly hiding deep in the smoke.

This winter, Chu Tian was nine and a half years old, and Qing'er was less than six years old.
Chapter completed!