Chapter 1 Dark Moon Village

In the mysterious continent, the northwest of the Tianyang Empire, there is a mysterious but weak country, the mysterious moon country.

Dark Moon Village, an ordinary village in Miyue Country, where more than 500 villagers live. The reason why it is called Dark Moon Village is that in the legend, when the village was about to be destroyed by a terrible force a hundred years ago, a dark moon suddenly appeared and saved the whole village, so the village took that dark moon as their totem.

Dark Moon Village is about two or three hundred miles away from the Miyue Kingdom, and there is only one village within a hundred miles. According to the old people here, no other village around is also caused by the terrible force a hundred years ago. Therefore, people in Dark Moon Village rarely have contact with the outside world, especially in big cities. They rely on farming and live a self-sufficient, happy and prosperous life.

July is a hot season. On a hill about 100 meters high, a boy of about seven or eight years old is struggling to climb up. A few minutes later, the boy quickly reached the peak, showing a little relaxation.

Strangely, in this hot summer, the boy's left arm was wrapped abnormally tightly, as if he had been injured.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the boy glanced at his left arm, raised his head, looked at the crimson in the distance, took a deep breath, and his deep eyes revealed some sadness.

After a few minutes of silence, the boy lowered his head and stared at his left arm with his deep eyes, then found a wide place and slowly sat down.

The boy began to untie the bandage wrapped around his left arm. Slowly and carefully, when the circle of white strips went down, he saw an arm covered with dark black lines showing, and when the last loop was taken down, the normal left hand was slowly being attacked. Look more carefully. On the dark tattoo road, there is a black shadow dragon, which is very strange.

At this time, the boy said to himself, "Why is my left hand like this? What on earth are these? Why didn't my father let me tell others? Every time I untie this bandage, there seems to be something in my body... Oh, I don't think about it. After a while, this strange thing will crawl all over the body. Hurry up and wrap it up.

The boy hurriedly wrapped the bandage, and the spreading lines seemed to be alive. As the bandage slowly wrapped up, they also retracted back into the bandage.

A warm wind blew and raised the boy's black hair. The boy sat there and looked into the distance, quietly, as if thinking about something.

The boy in front of him is called Xuanmo. People in the village will affectionately call him Xiaomo. Xiaomo was born in 1991 and is now just over 10 years old, but Xiaomo is not only 10 years old in the eyes of the villagers. Because Xiaomo's physical strength is extremely sufficient, only 10 years old can complete the farming of adults. Xiaomo is also a kind, enthusiastic and cheerful boy, so Xiaomo gets along very well with the people in the village, and almost everyone in the village is familiar with Xiaomo. But the only thing the villagers don't know is the bandage of Xiaomo's left hand. Since he was born, the bandage of his left hand seems to have never been untied. Of course, every time the villagers ask Xiaomo, Xiaomo answers the congenital deformity of his left hand to avoid it. As they get along slowly, the villagers naturally don't pay attention to Xiao Mo's left hand.

Xiaomo's father's name is Xuanye and his mother's name is Jing Yun. They are just a very ordinary family in Dark Moon Village. But Xuanye is very prestigious in the village, because Xuanye is the only soldier in the village. What are the heavy work in the village? What are the difficulties in the name of the village? Xuanye will enthusiastically help them, so when the villagers praise Xiaomo, they always joke: "It's really inherit Xuanye's fine bloodline."

As for the strange left hand, Xiaomo asked his father many times. His father just asked Xiaomo not to be exposed to the crowd. Even if he was a close person, Xiaomo did not ask again after a long time.

"It's time to go back, or my mother will call me again." Xiao Mo suddenly stood up, his thin body, and ran down the mountain quickly. The strange thing is that Xiaomo's light pace is like a vigorous cheetah, and even the pace is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. A few minutes later, Xiaomo has rushed to the bottom of the mountain and then ran towards his home, and his thin back gradually disappeared in the distance.

As soon as he entered the house, Xuanmo smelled the delicious food. He shouted, "Mother, I'm back."

I saw a man wearing a simple white shirt, with seven or eight patches on his long gray skirt, and the worn straw shoes seemed to exude earthy atmosphere, but this still could not hide the woman's slim figure, and the beautiful face actually added a few traces of vicissitudes.

This woman is Xuanmo's mother, Jing Yun.

Seeing Xuanmo coming back, Jing Yun said in a little questioning and caring tone, "Xiaomo, are you going to climb the mountain again? Look at your gray-headed and earthly. Don't climb the mountain alone in the future. Do you hear me?"

Xuanmo said "um" and ran straight to Jing Yun.

"Mother, I'll help you."

"No, go wash it quickly. Look at your body, it's rustic." Jing Yun patted Xuan Mo's clothes.

When his mother said this, Xuanmo looked up and down, then scratched the back of his head with his little hand and whispered, "It's really dirty."

"Mother, Xiaomo will come to help you with the washing." Xuanmo took off his coat and ran to the inner room.

At this time, a rough voice came from outside, "Yun'er, I'm back."

With the gradual footsteps, a tall and majestic figure came in. About 40 years old, he was wearing a worn-out shirt, revealing half of his chest and the whole right arm. His bronze skin was slightly dazzling in the afterglow of the sunset. His upright facial features, dark hair, and black eyes made him more burly and mysterious.

He is Xuan Mo's favorite father, Xuanye, since he was a child.

Jing Yun looked at Xuanye coming back, with a trace of happiness on his face, and then smiled and said to Xuanye, "Go and wash it. Dinner will be ready."

At this time, Xuanmo suddenly ran out of the inner room and jumped happily on Xuanye. Ha ha, Xiao Mo is heavy again. Xuanye held Xuanmo in one hand and stroked his little head in the other hand and said. Well, let my father wash it, and dinner will be ready. My father is so hungry. After Xuanye finished speaking, Xuanmo jumped down briskly.

"I'll help my mother." Xuanmo ran quickly to the kitchen.

At the dinner table, a family of three enjoys this warmth.

Jing Yun picked up a large piece of fish and said, "Xiao Mo, give you your favorite braised carp and eat more."

"Thank you, mother" Xiao Mo looked up and smiled, and suddenly choked.

"You eat slowly, there are still more," Jing Yun patted Xuan Mo's back.

"It's okay. Mother and father, you should also eat more. With that, Xuan Mo put two large pieces of meat in the bowl of Jingyun and Xuanye.

"Your father and I are fine. The key is that when you are growing up, you must eat more to grow up like your father." After Jingyun finished speaking, Xuanmo raised his head and swallowed the food in his mouth and said solemnly to Xuanye, "Father, didn't you say that you taught me to be a soldier when I was 8 years old? But I'm 10 years old now, father, I want to be a soldier.

Xuanye looked at Xuan Mo, and then put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand. He said seriously, "Xiao Mo, do you really want to be a warrior?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." Xuanmo nodded three times in a row.

"But it's hard to be a soldier, and you still..."

"I'm not afraid. I must be a warrior like my father."

"Xiao Mo, you are still young and don't understand some things. Let's eat first."

"No, father, just teach me. I will definitely try my best." With that, Xuanmo took Xuanye's arm and begged.

"Xiao Mo is obedient and what kind of warrior is he? Isn't our family very happy?" Jing Yundao Xuanmo still took Xuanye's arm and begged.

"Okay, okay, my father respects your choice, but my father can't teach you. If you really want to, my father can send you to study at Fengyue College in Miyue Kingdom."

After listening to Xuanye's words, Xuanmo immediately hugged his neck and shouted happily, "Thank you, father. Father is the best." Then he ran to the street happily and shouted loudly, "I'm going to be a soldier. I'm going to be a soldier..."

Jing Yun looked at Xuanye and said, "How can you promise Xiao Mo? Do you want Xiao Mo to repeat your mistakes, and you also know that maybe he is still..."

"Well, we should not interfere with Xiaomo's life. This is his own choice. Since he chose this road, I believe he can face all the difficulties and obstacles on the road. I can see it." Xuanye said attentively.

"but"

"Yun'er, I know what you're afraid of, but do you think Xiaomo is willing to stay here for the rest of his life? And maybe... That doesn't mean bad luck."

Jing Yun sighed and said, "You father and son are equally stubborn. Forget it. Anyway, I'm only such a son. You must guarantee me that Xiaomo is safe."

"Don't worry, I will protect Xiaomo and your safety even if I try my best."

Xuanye held Jing Yun tightly in his arms and said. Jing Yun did not feel a smile at the corners of his mouth. At dusk, the shadows of the two were pulled so long under the afterglow of the sunset.

In the morning, a few rays of sunlight shone on Xuanmo, who was still sleeping through the window. Perhaps because he was so happy last night that Xuanmo fell asleep very late.

"Brother Mo, is Brother Mo there?" Vaguely, Xuanmo heard someone calling himself. Xiaomo, get up quickly. Linger is coming to see you. Hearing his mother call himself, Xuanmo woke up from a deep sleep and said in a lazy tone, "Mother, why is Linger so early?"

Is it early? It's nine o'clock now. Get up, Xiaomo. Linger is still waiting for you. Jingyundao.

"Ah" Xuanmo looked at the wall watch in surprise. Usually, he didn't sleep so late. Then he quickly dressed. A few minutes later, Xuanmo saw Linger sitting in the chair except for the bedroom.

A pair of big watery eyes, a beautiful little face is white and red, cherry-like mouth, and her thin figure is similar to Xuanmo. This little girl is called Bai Linger, the daughter of the village head of the village. Because she was born in her later life, she is very fond of her.

"Brother Mo, why did you sleep until now? Let Linger wait for you for so long." Linger looked at Xuanmo who came out of the bedroom and said.

Xuan Mo scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, Linger, what are you doing here today?"

Linger pouted and said, "Brother Mo, have you forgotten? You said you would take Linger to see the sunset today.

"Oh, I remember. I'm sorry, Linger, wait a minute." Xuanmo hurriedly had some breakfast, said to his mother, and then pulled Linger and ran out.

On the path.

"Brother Mo, Linger can't walk anymore."

"It's okay, Brother Mo will carry you on your back."

"Well, Brother Mo is so good."

"Brother Mo, do you like Linger?"

"Of course I like it"

"Then will you marry Linger? I heard from my father that if a boy marries a girl, they will be together forever.

Is that right? Brother Mo will definitely marry Linger."

"hook"

"Well, pull the hook"

The top of the mountain, under the sunset.

"Brother Mo, you are so beautiful!"

"Yes! It's so beautiful!"

"In the future, can Brother Mo come with Linger every day?"

Ah? Linger, maybe Brother Mo will go out in a few days.

"No, Linger, don't let Brother Mo go."

"Well, Linger, there's something wrong with Brother Mo going out."

"Then Linger also wants to go with Brother Mo."

"No more nonsense. Well, it's getting late. It's time for us to go home."

Linger looked at Xuanmo dissatisfiedly, and then Xuanmo carried Linger on his back and walked down the mountain, and the two thin figures gradually disappeared into the distance.