Chapter 1 Desert Song

As soon as a magnificent sandstorm passed, the west wind and Gobi cleared up, and the dazzling day hung in the blue sky again.

Lu Feng woke up in a small sand pit and stretched out his blue-faced head from a broken linoleum cloth covering his body.

The sandstorm was so big that if he hadn't been hiding in this small sand pit, he would have even suspected that he had been swept away by the sandstorm.

The water beside him is still asleep, with a sweet smile on the corners of his mouth. He must be having a beautiful dream. Giving the sleeping water a smile, he twisted his body slightly, lay flat on his back, looking at the blue sky boredly.

This is the sky of the west wind Gobi, which is more beautiful and charming than the sky of the earth. But whenever he looked up at the sky, he couldn't help but miss the polluted gray sky and the grass and trees under the sky...

"West Wind Gobi."

He muttered.

It has been four years since he traveled through time, and he still stays in this place where birds don't shit. He knows nothing about what the outside world looks like. He is unwilling, but at present, he has no choice.

This Gobi is called the West Wind Gobi, which is located on the northwest border of the Red Sky Empire. The yellow sand is long and stretches for thousands of miles. He even doubted whether there are any other villages on this Gobi besides Shaming Village. He wants to get out of this Gobi, but he doesn't know where to go, or he is not ready to face death.

The West Wind Gobi is known as the Death Gobi.

According to the villagers, more than a hundred years ago, the Red Sky Empire and the neighboring Shayue Empire launched a six-year war here for a magic crystal vein. Millions of soldiers died in the Gobi, and the bodies were buried under the rolling yellow sand. It is even said that the corpses of those rotten dead have bred some kind of strange creatures.

It's a little weird and ridiculous. He doesn't believe it, but he can smell the strong and rotten smell of death shrouded everywhere in the Gobi...

unconsciously, his face **.

Under the twitch, there were bursts of pain from the bridge of the nose, cheeks and the corners of the mouth.

That was beaten by a group of little kids.

An hour before he came, in order to protect the water from being bullied, he fought with a group of small followers led by the patriarch's son, and he was beaten black and blue. I was afraid of being scolded by my mother when I went home, so I ran here and wanted to go back when the injury was better. Unexpectedly, he encountered a sandstorm again and hid in this sand pit for a moment.

He felt very aggrieved when he remembered being beaten by those little kids, but what could he do? No matter how strong he is, his body is not strong. He is now a 16-year-old kid. No matter how angry he is, he is unwilling, but what can he do in the face of a fierce group fight? If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. No matter how unwilling you are, it's useless...

Suddenly, a black spot zoomed in rapidly in sight. In the blink of an eye, he saw a black eagle diving rapidly from the sky.

"It was actually regarded as a prey." He moved his right arm slightly and held the wooden sword at hand tightly.

The black eagle rushed and pecked directly at his eyes. His right hand suddenly raised the wooden sword and stabbed the black eagle's abdomen.

Bum!

The wooden sword just poked in the abdomen of the black sculpture. Unfortunately, the wooden sword has no edge, and the strength of this stab is obviously insufficient. Although the black eagle is a sword in the abdomen, it has not been broken through the intestines, but under the tingling pain, it made a sharp cry.

A stab didn't work. He closed the wooden sword, and the second sword had been stabbed out.

The black eagle had scut once. Seeing that the wooden sword was stabbed again, it immediately flapped its wings and fled to the sky.

With a sword stabbing the sky, he was very disappointed. He sighed and climbed up from the bunker and looked up at the black eagle that spread its wings and fled.

"Brother Feng~"

A pale yellow slender figure stood up from the sand pit.

is Shuier, a cute little girl with long lavender hair.

Shui'er is five years old and the daughter of Lu Feng's father's brother. Because of the relationship between the two families, they are like brothers and sisters.

Lu Feng turned around, put down the wooden sword in his hand, and said softly, "Water, are you awake?"

"Hmm." Shui'er's cheeks turned red, and she stretched out two white and tender hands and gently rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Lu Feng smiled, wiped off a trace of gravel stuck to the little face of the water with his sleeve, pointed to the black eagle still hovering high in the sky and said, "That black eagle wanted to eat us and was driven away by me." Shui'er looked up for a moment, withdrew her sight, and suddenly flashed a pair of big watery eyes and said, "Brother Feng, are you watching Shuier fall asleep, so have you been protecting Shuier?"

Lu Feng grinned awkwardly and did not answer. His heart is not as delicate as Shuier thought.

Maybe he wanted to hide the embarrassment. He sneered and inserted the wooden sword in his hand into the sand, pulled the water to sit down in the sand pit, and said, "Shui, let me sing a song for you." Shuier said, "Okay." He immediately straightened his lavender hair with a smile, put his arms on his knees and said, "Hee hee, does Brother Feng still want to sing those strange songs?" Lu Feng nodded. Shui'er clapped her hands and said, "Shui'er likes to listen. Brother Feng sings to Shui'er."

Lu Feng coughed softly, opened his mouth, and a melody that was incompatible with the world floated out: "... I am willing to do it for you; I am willing to forget my name for you; even if it is one more second, stay in your arms... I am willing to do it for you; I am willing to be banished to the sky for you; as long as you really Heart, respond to me with love, I'm willing to do anything, anything, for you..."

He sang very devotedly. After singing, he still squinted his eyes intoxicatedly and looked at the endless Gobi.

Shui'er was looking at him, looking at his torn blue shirt and blue face. Looking at it, his eyes turned red and he sobbed: "Brother Feng, don't fight for the water again..."

"Fighting?"

Lu Feng was beaten by the group and was aggrieved. At this time, when he heard the word fight, his young little face immediately appeared with a grim color and said fiercely, "What are you afraid of fighting? Those little bastards are worse than me..." As if thinking of the pain, his right hand became a claw and inserted into the yellow sand.

"Huh? What is that?" When his fingers touched something, he frowned, clenched his five fingers, and suddenly pulled, "Puff~", a mass of yellow sand scattered, and two pieces of things were held in his hand.

is two white bones.

Shui'er was timid. At the sight of the white bone, she screamed "ah" and waved her two small hands randomly and shouted, "Get rid of it, brother Feng, throw it away quickly."

Lu Feng was stunned, then smiled badly, threw the human bones in his hand, and shouted, "The human bones are so terrible, Shuier, let's get out of here quickly." He laughed and pulled the water out of the bunker and ran to a small village in the northwest.

He returned to Shaming Village and sent the water home. He hurried on his way home.

After walking for a while, a single courtyard can be seen in the distance. He breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down. As he walked, he looked down at the torn clothes and thought about how to deal with his mother's question...

For four years, he has been a child for four years. Sometimes, he feels like a child.

"Bang!"

While walking with a stuffy head, there was a sudden sound of a dull gas explosion in front of him.

"What happened?" Shocked, he suddenly looked up at the direction of the explosion, and then smelled like a dog's nose and immediately ran wildly.

His nose is a little strange. Once he stores someone's breath, as long as the person appears within 100 meters, he can know the existence of his nose as soon as he smells it.

As soon as I ran to the door, I heard a deep and angry threatening word from the courtyard: "Okay, good, since you are so ignorant of praise, don't blame me for being ruthless in the future."

That's the voice of Lu Fang, the head of the Lu family. This person's breath has long been stored by him. He stored this person not because he had a good relationship with this person, but because he wanted to kill him.

As soon as the wooden sword in his hand was tightened, he was about to rush into the house.

"Get out!"

A delicate shout came out.

When he heard the word "get out", he almost burst into laughter. Since becoming Ina's son, he has never heard this word from his gentle mother Ina.

He canceled the idea of rushing in, moved two steps to lean against the wall, and listened. Lu Fang said, "Well, you will pay for today's stupidity, and, soon."

"Pay your mother's hammer."

He secretly scolded for his mother Ina.

The sound of footsteps sounded. At the age of 50, Lu Fang, dressed in a black robe, with a triangular face and goat's beard, came out of the courtyard door with his hands on his back and a blue face. Lu Feng greeted him and made a look like he had just returned home and met him.

According to ethnic rules, people must salute when they see the patriarch. But Lu Feng didn't care about the ethnic rules. He not only did not bow down or say hello, but also stared at each other.

If Lu Fang stopped him early and began to scold him on weekdays, maybe he would slap him a few times.

But today, Lu Fang only let out a cold hum, squeezed out a sinister smile from the corners of his mouth, and strode away.