My name is Lin Yuan, and I grew up in a place called Sanguang Town in the Chaotic Realm.
There are rules here: after dark, no matter life or death. When entering this town, no matter where you came from. After leaving town, no matter life or death.
I have four masters.
The old man next to the blacksmith shop forced me to practice boxing every day. But the "martial arts idiot" was thunderous and defeated all the invincible opponents in China sixty years ago.
Aunt Hu, who runs a teahouse, always makes delicious food for me. But Hu Mei, the "Nine-tailed Sky Fox", fascinated the entire Demon Realm eighty years ago.
Uncle Mo, who was basking in the sun at the entrance of the village, would lie down and say "trouble" every day. But "Wuxin" Mo Wuhen almost unified the demon clan a hundred years ago.
Lin Banxian, who sets up a stall to tell fortunes, is inaccurate in nine out of ten hexagrams. But "Tianjizi" Lin Xuanji could have become the God Emperor two hundred years ago.
Eighteen years ago, they picked me up at the same time in a mass grave. No one wanted to let me go. They fought for three days and three nights, and finally decided to raise me together.
They sealed my physique and let me grow up like an ordinary child
I thought this would be it for the rest of my life. When he gets old, he will take over the blacksmith shop, marry a girl from the next village, and live an ordinary life.
Until I turned eighteen.
When I woke up that day, all four masters were dead. There is a letter left on the table:
"Boy, our time has come, let's take a step first. You haven't traveled far yet, so go see the outside world for us. There is some savings under the bed, enough for you to spend a while. Live well."
I cried for three days, buried four empty graves, and left the town with my baggage on my back.
I met my first friend, Chu Yunxiao. Talkative, hot-blooded, nosy, but loyal.
I met Lin Ruoxue.
