North of Donghua Dragon Territory
Luoxia Mountain
Eastern tribes
In the early morning, the morning glow of the rising sun shines brightly in all directions, and the rays of brilliance fall on the vibrant land, giving all things the power to live...
Luoxia Mountain has a radius of nearly a thousand miles, and its area is not inferior to other famous mountains and rivers in the East China Dragon Territory...
Luoxia Mountain has towering trees, towering into the clouds, and some ancient sacred trees. The mountains are full of mountains, animals are everywhere, there are many Ganoderma lucidum, mountain ginseng, and even ancient spiritual herbs...
The Dongfang tribe is located on the edge of Luoxia Mountain, living close to the mountain. There is a clear spring not far away, and you can drink from the water. The tribesmen all wrap themselves in animal skins and make a living by hunting.
"Everyone, hurry up, it's time to get ready to go."
"It will be ready soon. Get more ropes today and bring back more prey."
"Bo Dongfang is right. We have brought back too few prey in the past two days, and many people don't have enough to eat."
"Yes! We should hunt more prey, but strangely enough, there seems to be something wrong in Luoxia Mountain these days. Many common beasts seem to have suddenly disappeared. It's really strange."
"It's a little strange, huh? I said, there can't be anything unclean in Luoxia Mountain, right?"
"Ahem!"
While several of the tribe's prime men were talking, who were about to go out hunting, an old man coughed twice, interrupted everyone's discussion, and walked over with a dead wood cane...
"patriarch"
"patriarch"
…
When everyone saw the clan leader coming over, they all greeted each other quickly, and then continued to prepare without saying another word.
"Well! Everyone must be careful when entering the mountain. No matter what happens, remember to stay only on the outside of the mountain and never go deep into the forest. Remember to go early and come back early. Your family is still waiting for you!" the old patriarch explained.
A middle-aged man with a bare upper body and a broad back and a wolfskin skirt wrapped around his lower body said with a smile: "Don't worry, patriarch, I will bring all the brothers back safe and sound."
At this moment, a childish voice suddenly came over...
"Dad, are you going hunting again? When will you be back!"
The middle-aged man wrapped in a wolfskin skirt smiled when he heard this, walked over to a five or six-year-old child, squatted down with his majestic and upright body, and then gently stroked the child's pink and porcelain doll-like little head. Face, said: "Daddy will be back soon. Xiao Junhao needs to be obedient at home, do you understand?"
"Yeah! Got it, daddy has to come back early." Xiao Junhao stood in front of the middle-aged man, with his head raised and a happy smile on his young face.
Xiao Junhao raised his face, but he couldn't see his father's appearance, or even this colorful world, because his eyes couldn't see. He was born blind...
"You can go with peace of mind! I am at home, be careful when going into the mountains, and come back early." As a beautiful woman spoke, she came to Xiao Junhao's side and looked at the middle-aged man with soft eyes.
"Brother Feiying, it's getting late, we should set off."
At this time, the hunting team in the mountains was ready, and someone urged the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's name is Dongfang Feiying. He is Xiao Junhao's father and the leader of the hunting team in the mountains. And the beautiful woman is Dongfang Feiying's wife, Murong Xue!
Dongfang Feiying agreed upon hearing this, stood up and smiled at Murong Xue: "Don't worry! It won't be long, take good care of Jun Hao."
"Yes! I will, go quickly! Everyone is waiting for you" Murong Xue smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Brothers, Dongfang Luoxia Mountain, with a piece of sky above your head, dragons roaming into the mountains and forests, don't disturb the gods in the world, let's set off!" Dongfang Feiying stood at the front of the team and said loudly.
"Luoxia Mountain in the east, a piece of sky above your head, dragons roaming into the mountains and forests, not sparing the gods of the world, let's go! Enter the mountains..."
A group of people carried various hunting equipment and ropes on their backs, chanted those four sentences repeatedly, and marched toward Luoxia Mountain...
All the young men went hunting, and the old, young, women, and children in the tribe watched them leave, each and every one of them filled with concern and reluctance, and more importantly, worry...
Because Luoxia Mountain is so vast, even on the outskirts of the mountain forest, there are many unknown dangers. What's more, Luoxia Mountain seems to be getting more and more abnormal recently.
Luoxia Mountain in the east, the sky above your head, dragons swimming in the mountains and forests, not disturbing the gods in the world, these four sentences are said to have origins...
At that time, the Dongfang tribe was forced to migrate to Luoxia Mountain. The ancestors of the Dongfang tribe observed the terrain and said that although this place seemed ordinary, it hid dangers and mysteries.
Therefore, the Eastern tribe came up with the birth of these four sentences. The ancestors also left behind clan rules. Whenever the tribesmen go hunting in Luoxia Mountain, they must chant these four sentences to strengthen their courage before entering the mountain. At the same time, they are also a constant reminder. Tribesmen, the front and back of the Eastern Tribe...
"Okay! Everyone, go back! They will come back safely." The old patriarch slowly turned around and said to the tribesmen who were seeing him off.
"It's the clan leader, let's go back first."
"Chief, we are also going back."
"Clan leader, we..."
Everyone in the tribe, old, young, women and children, greeted the old patriarch one after another and went back to their homes to do what they were supposed to do.
"Dongfang Yun, let's go to my house to play. My dad made me a wooden horse. It's fun. Let's play together."
"Okay, okay! Let's go and take a look."
"Oriental Pearl, wait for me, I'll go too!"
"I'm going too, I'm going too!"
"Okay! Come on, you all! I'll take it out and play together."
…
The children in the tribe were playing and having fun together, and they were very harmonious. However, there was still one missing, Xiao Junhao!
"Do you want to play with them?" Murong Xue looked at her little Junhao from the side, with a look of disappointment on her young face, and she couldn't help but feel sourness in her heart again...
Although Xiao Junhao can't see, his ears are very sensitive. He could hear what those children just said. But because Xiao Junhao is blind, the children in the tribe don't like to play with him.
In order to heal Xiao Junhao's eyes, Murong Xue and his wife tried all possible methods, but in the end there was no hope.
During a hunt in Luoxia Mountain, Dongfang Feiying almost lost her life and found a magical elixir. At the cost of the elixir, she invited a warlock to heal Xiao Junhao's eyes...
After the warlock looked it over for Xiao Junhao, he finally said: There was nothing he could do, and then left without collecting the elixir.
Murong Xue and his wife knew that there was no hope of curing Xiao Junhao's eye disease. Although they were heartbroken, they also cared for Xiao Junhao even more!
"No need, it's enough for me to have my mother by my side."
Xiao Junhao looked up at his cute little face like a porcelain doll, felt the position of Murong Xue's face, and said with a shy smile.
When Murong Xue heard this, her heart ached. She knew that now that Xiao Junhao was six years old, he already had a psychological shadow of inferiority. In the future, as Xiao Junhao grows up, the differences between him and the children around him will become worse. It's getting sadder...
"My child, I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault. I can't cure your eyes, and I can't let you see the outside world, wuwu..."
Murong Xue couldn't help crying again and started sobbing. Over the years, whenever she saw Xiao Junhao's dejected look, Murong Xue couldn't help crying secretly.
"Mom, why are you crying? I really don't have to play with them. Isn't it good for me to do this? I have a father who protects me and a mother who loves me. I am much happier than them. They You have to envy me! Hee hee! Mom, let’s go back and wait for dad!”
Xiao Junhao said with a childish smile, while reaching out his little hand to touch Murong Xue's beautiful cheek, wiping away the tears that fell down her face.
"Good boy! Let's go back and wait for your father to come back." Murong Xue put away her grief, wiped the corners of her eyes, then got up and took Xiao Junhao back to the house...
"Xiao Haohao, wait a minute."
At this moment, the old patriarch who was standing not far away called Murong Xue and walked over slowly with a dead wood cane.
"Clan leader, what can I do for you?"
Murong Xue nodded respectfully to the old clan leader, and then asked doubtfully.
"Haohao mother, I want to take little Haohao to the ancestral home and chat with him for a while, is that okay?" The old patriarch stroked his gray beard and looked at little Junhao lovingly and said.
"This... Clan leader, Jun Hao is still so young. Going to the ancestral home, this, this is not in line with the clan rules!" Murong Xue hesitated for a moment and said.
"Haha! It doesn't matter, I'm just telling some interesting stories to Xiao Haohao, it's okay," the old patriarch said with a smile.
"Tell me a story, Grandpa Patriarch, okay, okay! I like listening to stories, mother, just let me go! Grandpa Patriarch will send me back."
When Xiao Junhao heard this, his face suddenly lit up and he begged Murong Xue.
"This... well then! Jun Hao will trouble you, the clan leader."
After Murong Xue finished speaking, she touched Xiao Junhao's cute head and went back first.
"Grandpa Patriarch, what story are you going to tell me this time? Is it something strange in the mountains? Or something about those animals?"
Xiao Junhao tilted his cute little head and asked impatiently, his little face full of excitement.
"Haha! You guessed wrong this time! Grandpa will tell you something new and nice today, something you have never heard before. Come on, grandpa will take you to the ancestral home to tell you."
The old patriarch said with a smile, picked up Xiao Junhao's tender hand, and walked slowly towards the ancestral home...
Soon, an old man and a young man came to a very special old house and pushed in the door. The display in the house was very simple. There was a wooden table with six memorial tablets on it, which read "Taizu of Dongfang Shenwu". ancient font...
In front of the tablet, there is a book that looks very old. It is covered with some dust. It is obvious that no one has cleaned it for some days.
In front of the wooden table, there are several futons placed under it. It is obvious at a glance that they are for people to worship.
"Come on, child, kneel down and kowtow three times! This is the ancestor of our Dongfang clan, so we must not lose our etiquette."
The old patriarch brought Xiao Junhao to the futon and said.
"Oh!" Xiao Junhao agreed, then knelt down to salute and kowtow.
"Okay! Come, sit down, kid, grandpa will tell you a story."
The old patriarch asked Xiao Junhao to sit cross-legged on the futon, and he put down his crutch and picked up the book of borrowed music in front of the tablet...
The old patriarch carefully blew the dust off the book, and then opened it with trembling hands...
"Child, do you know why grandpa brought you here? You know, not everyone can enter this ancestral house."
The old patriarch asked while carefully opening the borrowed book and slowly sitting next to Xiao Junhao.
"I don't know, Grandpa Patriarch, what is the ancestral house used for?" Xiao Junhao asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Haha! Grandpa also watched you grow up. Your father and your mother also suffered a lot in order to cure your eyes, but you are so sensible at such a young age."
"Besides! He has a stronger will than other children. He is a good boy!"
The old patriarch held the borrowed score and looked at Xiao Junhao lovingly and said, with a happy smile on his wrinkled face.
"Hehe! Grandpa Patriarch, I have never known what eyes are since I became conscious. If my father and mother hadn't told me, I still wouldn't know what eyes are used for! Anyway, I have been like this since I was a child. I'm used to it, it doesn't matter if I see it or not, why should I make my father and mother who love me sad?"
Xiao Junhao said with a childish smile. His smile was very happy, innocent, and... heartbreaking.
He has lived in a dark world since he was a child. He can't see the blue sky and white clouds, the birds and flowers, and the colorful world. However, he doesn't care, just because he is used to living in the dark.
"Grandpa Patriarch, why are you talking about these things? Tell me a story quickly!" Xiao Junhao urged.
The old patriarch laughed, nodded, looked at the borrowed book and said, "Okay! A long, long time ago! Among us mortals, there appeared a person who dared to fight with the legendary immortal..."
