Chapter 1 Forgotten Memories

On the hundreds of feet of cliff, a little boy with bamboo baskets and ragged clothes is crawling up with difficulty, and below is a bottomless valley. Looking at the age of the little boy, that is, eight or nine years old, the thin and patched clothes have been slightly damaged. What's more pitiful is that the scarred wounds and blood flowing can be faintly seen in the place where the clothes are damaged.

A child as old as him should still be coquettish in his mother's arms or play with his peers, but he doesn't know why he appears in this place that is difficult for adults to reach. Alan, the world's most powerful climber, can reach here without any measures. Robert doesn't dare to say that he can do it! The little boy didn't know Alan. Robert didn't know who he could break the Guinness Book of World Records, but rested on a protruding and flat rock for a while and continued to crawl up after his strength recovered.

Although it was extremely difficult in the process of crawling, and even once almost fell down because of the loosening of the rocks under his feet, the little boy never gave up. However, as the crawler the higher he crawls, the thinner the air and the lower the temperature. The little boy's physical quality is not good and the thin he wears. The long crawling makes him lose most of his physical strength! More importantly, the higher the place, the greater the wind! Under such circumstances, the little boy is in danger of falling at any time...

Maybe God can't bear to let the little boy lose his life like this, or the little boy's strong will defeated everything, and finally he found a medicinal herb dozens of meters away from the top of the mountain. Such medicinal herbs have obvious characteristics: the stem is solitary, upright and about 20 to 30 cm high; the leaves are palm-shaped compound leaves, with nine wheeled stem tops; each leaf is oval, the base is wedge-shaped, the apex is progressive, the edge has sharp serrated, and the upper middle vein is sparsely covered (Pi) bristles.

"Nine-leaf dragon Xuanshen!" Although the little boy was still tired, the excitement in his eyes could not be stopped. "The old magic doctor didn't lie to me. There was really a nine-leaf dragon ginseng! Now my father's illness can be cured!"

The little boy was so excited that he obviously forgot that he was still in a very steep place and cheered loudly. However, after pouring two mouthfuls of cold wind, the little boy immediately woke up. While patting his chest and suppressing the shock, he was even more fortunate that he did not loosen the grasped rock just now, otherwise it must be unimaginable...

Due to the previous reckless behavior as a warning, the little boy adjusted his posture and determined that it was the best way, and this time he continued to excavate the nine-leaf dragon ginseng. Although it has been successfully found, it is not as simple as expected when digging. Because there is less soil on the cliff, part of the nine-leaf dragon ginseng has penetrated into the rock!

"Fortunately, I didn't throw away the shovel knife just now!" The little boy took out the shovel knife pinned to his waist. Previously, due to the high wind, the bamboo basket carried by the little boy had been discarded, which was also a last resort, but he subconsciously left the shovel knife before discarding the bamboo basket.

With the assistance of the shovel knife, the little boy's excavation progress immediately improved a lot, but even so, it took nearly half an hour to successfully dig out the nine-leaf dragon ginseng.

When everything was done, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his forehead again. Looking at the nine-leaf dragon Xuanshen in his hand, the little boy's mood became more excited. He seemed to see his father's weak body becoming healthy, and he could even chase and play with himself on the flat ground...

The cold wind restored the little boy from his longing to reality, but at the same time, it also made the little boy involuntarily sneeze. The little boy subconsciously covered his nose and mouth with his hand, but unfortunately he forgot that he was still holding the nine-leaf dragon Xuanshen with the other hand... Then the tragedy happened, and the little boy came from hundreds of feet of cliff. Falling down, the thin figure is like a broken-winged bird, but the small hand tightly grasps the nine-leaf dragon Xuanshen...

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"Ah..." Zhao Yu woke up from his dream and found that his chest was very dull, as if the ghost had pressed the bed, and the pillow towel had already been wet with sweat.

Zhao Yu, 19 years old, lives in Z City, S Province, China. He is a top student in No. 1 Middle School in the city. Although he is about 1.8 meters tall, he is simple and unpretentious, which belongs to the kind that can't be found in the crowd. However, he has a good physique and eight obvious abdominal muscles make countless young men envious; in Health has set a record of not getting sick for ten years.

Zhao Yu's father, Zhao Danqing, is a professional painter. Although the paintings are not more than 1,000 yuan a piece, his reputation is widely spread in Z City. What's more enviable is that there are many middle-aged and elderly rich women who come to ask for words. Kong Wenxiu, the owner of a clothing store, is a clothing store. Although she is nearly 40 years old, she can faintly see the beauty of that year, but in order to support two and a half people who don't make money, her years of fatigue have made her temples get a few silver hair.

Zhao Danqing and his wife love climbing. This time, they went out for a honeymoon together, leaving only Zhao Yu and his sister at home. Although they were a little dissatisfied with their parents' practices, they still chose to bear it silently. After all, Zhao Danqing prepared for the last painting exhibition, which means that he will say goodbye to his 30-year painting career from now on.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" A vague but caring voice came in.

Hearing the voice of his sister Zhao Yan and looking at the familiar bedroom around her, Zhao Yu was sure that she had just had a nightmare. Although there are some doubts about why the previous dream is so real, since it has passed, it has not been studied in detail.

Zhao Yan is one year younger than Zhao Yu, but she is in the same grade as Zhao Yu and also goes to City No. 1 Middle School. Compared with Zhao Yu, who is ordinary-looking, Zhao Yan obviously inherited her parents' perfect genes. With an altitude of nearly 1.7 meters and her increasingly plump figure, she actually occupies one of the three school beauties in the market where beautiful women gather. If she piles up the love letters she has received in the past three years of high school, it will definitely exceed her altitude!

"Brother, I shouted early in the morning, and the cockroach got into the bed? I didn't expect such a big person to be afraid of cockroaches..." Zhao Yan kicked the door of Zhao Yu's bedroom, and the toothbrush in her hand kept rubbing her white teeth back and forth. However, when he said this, the toothpaste foam in his mouth splashed out and fell on Zhao Yu's bedding, staining the clean bedding with a few yellow flowers.

"Will I be afraid of cockroaches? I just had a nightmare!" Zhao Yu argued with reason.

"Is it so scary to have a nightmare...?" Zhao Yan wanted to refute a few words, but found that Zhao Yu's eyes were fixed on the bedding wet with toothpaste foam. Zhao Yan suddenly panicked, but said calmly, "I'm not careful. Will my brother mind?" With that, he immediately bent down and wiped the bedding twice.

Zhao Yan's approach was not wrong, but when she bent down, the collar in the nightdress could not bear the heavy pressure on her chest and opened, and Zhao Yu's eyes touched her pair of big jade rabbits impartially. Although Zhao Yu immediately shifted his eyes the next moment, he did not escape Zhao Yan, who had a sharp sixth sense, and then heard a scream from Zhao Yu's bedroom...

At least, he finally coaxed his sister out of the bedroom. Zhao Yu rubbed his dull and painful chest and reluctantly began to change his pajamas. Although Zhao Yu didn't mean to do it just now, Zhao Yu could only beat his teeth and swallow it in the face of his sister known as a witch. However, after several years of not paying attention, my sister has grown up, and Zhao Yu thought of it a little.

"Is it just one or two clothes? Are you going to wear them until the end of the exam?" After washing, Zhao Yan saw that Zhao Yu had not come out of the bedroom and couldn't help muttering again. Zhao Yu's originally crooked mind was immediately captured back to reality by a ruthless big hand. Zhao Yu was a little frustrated but more guilty. After all, she was a blood sister...

After meditating on Amitabha twice, Zhao Yu began to speed up and finally suddenly remembered what his sister had said after dressing. With a secret voice, Zhao Yu hurriedly broke into the washing room from the bedroom at a speed of 100 meters, washed at the speed of a tiger down the mountain, and then rushed to the table at the speed of hungry wolves. Of course, he solved the meal in front of the table at the speed of wind and clouds...

Zhao Yan behaved like petrification in the whole process. Her two bright eyes stared at Zhao Yu without blinking. A pair of white soft mouths gently covered the slightly open sandalwood mouths, and there was an imperceptible crimson on her face. After Zhao Yu wiped out the last grain of rice around his mouth, he patted his belly contentedly. However, when he saw his sister's surprised eyes, Zhao Yu stretched out his palm and shook it in front of Zhao Yan and said, "What's wrong with my sister? I was stunned early in the morning. Is spring coming? Isn't that right? Spring Day has just passed..."

"You are thinking about spring!" Zhao Yan curled her lips, but did not continue to quarrel with Zhao Yu. She sat down in her seat abnormally and began to slowly chew the food in front of her. Zhao Yu was obviously stunned and felt that something was wrong with his sister today. After scratching his scalp, he didn't feel anything wrong. At this time, he remembered that today was the first day of the college entrance examination, so he rushed back to the bedroom in a hurry. Zhao Yan looked at Zhao Yu's busyness, but her face was a little gloomy. She couldn't help pounding the chopsticks in her hand into a few porcelain bowls full of rice...

When Zhao Yu came out of the bedroom, he found that Zhao Yan was still eating a mouthful of rice. Suddenly, he said anxiously, "Don't eat it. The exam is going to be late..." Zhao Yu had opened the door and was ready to rush to school at any time.

"Please look at the time..." Zhao Yan seemed to have returned to her previous personality and gave Zhao Yu a white eye.

"Well...it's only seven o'clock?!" Zhao Yu was obviously a little discouraged. The first subject of the college entrance examination started at 9 a.m. and could only enter half an hour in advance, that is, if he went there early, he could only drink the northwest wind outside. Zhao Yu had no choice but to throw his semi-new backpack back to his seat and hang his head in a daze...

"Puff" Zhao Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw Zhao Yu like this. The trembling appearance was really charming, but all this made someone have to recite Amitabha in his heart again.

The next silence...

"Brother, when will my parents come back? They miss them a little..." After dinner, Zhao Yan asked the busy Zhao Yu, with a trace of missing and worry in her eyes.

"I don't know. It's almost time to calculate." Zhao Yu said uncertainly, "Don't worry, my parents didn't go to a dangerous place this time." Zhao Yu has known his sister's expression for so many years that he couldn't help comforting her.

Zhao Yan did not answer, silently wiped the already bright table, and a trace of sadness unconsciously climbed up to her eyebrows, as if she still couldn't rest assured. After cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, Zhao Yu patted Zhao Yan, who was still in a daze, and said with concern, "Don't worry, my parents must be fine. Cheer up. The most important thing is to take a good exam!"

Zhao Yan said gently, but when Zhao Yu was inadvertently, Zhao Yan suddenly pecked Zhao Yu's cheek like a dragonfly, and ran back to the bedroom with a red face, leaving only the petrified Zhao Yu...