defiant

Chapter 1
"No!"

On the wooden bed, Mo Qingchu suddenly opened his eyes in the dark.

"I'm having this strange dream again." He said in his heart.

In this dream, he was in a gray space.

There is only one bronze mirror suspended in mid-air.

He walked slowly towards the bronze mirror, and his delicate face was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the mirror image will suddenly speak!
The first time he had this dream, he only heard one word - "No!"

And this weird dream seems to be regular.

He dreams twice a month, at the beginning of the month and in the middle of the month.

Every time it was a full moon night in the middle of the month, the number of words spoken by the mirror image would increase by one, from a [no] word to - [don't]!
For this reason, Mo Qingchu was also speechless.

"no, do not want!"

"no, do not want!"

Since I traveled to this world called Dust Realm four years ago, I always feel ashamed to have a round of dreams like this every month.

Mo Qingchu shook his head and stopped thinking about this weird dream.

"In this grotesque world, it's not uncommon to have some weird dreams." He said in his heart.

The village where Mo Qingchu and his younger brother Mo Shuli are currently located is called Baijia Village.

The reason for this name may be because every family in the village has a different surname.

Although the village is called Baijia Village, including Mo Qingchu's family, there are only 22 households, so it can only be regarded as a small village.

He and his younger brother Mo Shuli only came to the village four years ago, so they are actually foreigners.

The reason why Mo Qingchu didn't care about this strange dream was because there were even stranger things about him.

Compared with it, the mere weird dreams seem really not worth mentioning.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his eyes.

Mo Qingchu, who couldn't sleep anymore, sat quietly in front of the wooden table with slightly uneven feet.

After about half an hour, the sky was bright.

He stood up.

"It's time to make breakfast for my brother."

....
The so-called breakfast is actually porridge with side dishes.

Mo Qingchu and Mo Shuli lived in Baijia Village, and they ate Baijia rice.

The two brothers are still teenagers, and they depend on each other for life in the village, so it is inevitable that everyone will help them.

Mo Qingchu would go to each household to do something within her capacity every day as a reward.

As for Mo Shuli, he usually stayed at home.

It's not that Mo Qingchu coddles his younger brother and doesn't let him go out to work.

It was purely because Mo Shuli was inconvenient to move.

—his eyes were blind.

Mo Qingchu, who was slurping porridge, glanced at the boy in front of him.

Mo Shuli was born with a handsome face. At only 12 years old, he can definitely be called a beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth.

It's a pity that these dull and lifeless eyes will destroy most of the beauty.

Fortunately, Mo Shuli was an optimistic and lively person, and he didn't become taciturn or inferior because of his eyes.

Instead, he's a bit... talkative.

The reason is simple. For a blind man, he cannot see the world, so he needs to rely on things other than his eyes to perceive.

Such as listening, touching, or... through other people's words.

Mo Shuli likes to ask questions. When he hears a bird singing, he will ask what the bird looks like. When he smells the fragrance of flowers, he will ask what the flowers are called.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Qingchu would answer patiently.

Therefore, he didn't know if his younger brother was a bit talkative, or if he talked about it himself.

"Brother, are you going to work at Aunt Sun's today?" Mo Shuli asked.

"Didn't you ask this question yesterday?" Mo Qingchu asked while serving him some side dishes.

"Really? Brother likes to work at Aunt Sun's house the most, right?" Mo Shuli said again.

"You've asked me this question at least thirty times in the past few years, and you've asked me four times this month alone! Remember it carefully."

"Let's think about it. It seems that I asked once in the sixth day, and then when you didn't want to work at Uncle Li's house on the tenth day, I seemed to ask again if I wanted to go to Aunt Sun's house, but I didn't seem to ask. Ouch, it's a bit I can't remember clearly... Brother doesn't want to go to Uncle Li's house, is it because he is tired? I think it should be the same, and Uncle Li has a bad temper, unlike Aunt Sun..."

Mo Qingchu: "..."

I'm so talkative, why call him to recall.

It was still early, and he just rested his chin on one hand while listening to his blind brother's non-stop chatter.

However, during this process, he never looked at Mo Shuli.

His eyes kept looking at Mo Shuli's shadow on the ground.

Because in his eyes, Mo Shuli's shadow was different from that of ordinary people.

——it moves by itself!

In the past four years, Mo Qingchu has long been used to the strange figure of his younger brother.

His horror at the beginning has long since turned into fun.

Because of this shadow, he could use body language to relay Mo Shuli's words.

For example, when Mo Shuli mentioned the blacksmith Uncle Li, the shadow would make a blacksmithing action, and a hammer would evolve in his hand.

When Mo Shuli said that he wanted to pee, the shadow would still make a booing gesture.It's just that the evolved scene is all birds chirping water, which is very honest.

Mo Qingchu sometimes looks at his younger brother's shadow and feels that he is watching a weird shadow play every day.

However, Mo Qingchu knew very well that it was not Mo Shuli's fault that there was such a strange shadow.

"He's fine, but I have a problem." Mo Qingchu said in his heart.

The younger brother is blind and can't see anything.

As the elder brother, he also seems to have something wrong with his eyes.

The world in Mo Qingchu's eyes...
——Different from everyone.

....
....
"Dong dong dong." Outside the door, Mo Qingchu knocked on the wooden door of Aunt Sun's house.

Aunt Sun, the villagers call her Sanniang.

Attribute: widow.

It is worth mentioning that Sun Sanniang conforms to most people's best imagination of widows.

Some body descriptions are unnecessary, in short, one word - smooth!

Mo Shuli said that his elder brother likes to help and work at Aunt Sun's house the most, and he is not wrong.

Mo Qingchu himself admitted this.

Men and women match, work is not tired.

It's definitely not because he has the legacy of Wei Wu and the attribute of Cao thief.

Of course, the main reason was that Mo Qingchu's eyes were sick.

No, at the moment the wooden door was pushed open, Sun Sanniang saw that it was Mo Qingchu, she immediately turned around and walked in, motioning for him to follow.

And Mo Qingchu looked at her back, and what caught his eyes was the curled hair, the waist that was tightly grasped, the slightly swaying round buttocks, and... the furry tail in the middle of the buttocks!

He wasn't sure if it was the tail of a wolf or a dog.

Of course, since Sun Sanniang is a pretty widow, he thinks the former would be more normal.Little she-wolf, okay.

As for the latter...that's just adding extra attributes to the widow.

To be honest, compared with other villagers who are more messy, Sun Sanniang just has an extra animal tail, which is considered pleasing to Mo Qingchu.

After all, on Earth, this thing is just a plug-in, and he played with it before traveling.

Sun Sanniang is a bit lustful when she is so strenuous.

In Mo Qingchu's eyes, blacksmith Li Shu and others have their own characteristics, their own strangeness, and their own evil nature...

However, Mo Qingchu knew very well that in the final analysis, her eyes were sick.

Such a furry animal tail does not exist on Sanniang's body.

You see, her dress is intact, and there is no hole showing the tail of the beast.

In addition, Mo Qingchu had already had the guts to walk past the beast's tail on purpose, pretending to touch it unintentionally with her body, but the result was that it went right through without any tactile sensation.

As time goes by, he still likes to walk back and forth from the tail of the beast...
Mo Qingchu knew how bizarre this world similar to ancient China was.

There are monks and evil spirits here.

He loves chatting with the village chief's grandfather the most in the village, because the village chief's grandfather is very good at telling what he has seen and heard.

And what they saw and heard, one match and one outrageous, can always impact Mo Qingchu's three views.

But what puzzled him was that there really are evil spirits in this world, but why do the people in my eyes have some evil spirit attributes in them?
"For example, my younger brother's shadow is a bit like the shadow sickle that the village chief's grandfather said."

"The shadow sickle will attach to your shadow, and then your shadow will suddenly [stand up] and give you the knife."

While Mo Qingchu was thinking, he slipped past Sun Sanniang's furry tail.

Everyone in his eyes is so weird that they can't be called human beings.

He ah, no one in his eyes.

　The new book sets sail, long time no see!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)