How to describe life in the countryside: muddy ground, strange air, dirt, freckled face... When he first came here, he was only eight years old, wearing a clean dress and bright horse boots, looking like a noble whiteness. Xia Zuo was still young at that time, but he could still remember: When he came here with Charlotte, those eyes looked at him, he was full of envy! At least in Xia Zuo's eyes, it was envy.

Now he is eleven years old, wearing a cloth woven in a silk cloth, able to fight with others in the mud pond, and be able to hold his breath underwater with others, and be able to climb a tree to pick bird eggs... The words he has been from elementary school and his rich "experience" have made him the head of the child here, and he has the qualification to perform heroic and just roles.

But when he really faced the magician, the brave words that filled his mind were completely forgotten by him, and all that was left was fear and fear!

Xia Zuo didn't know how long it took for him to sleep, but when he opened his eyes again, the world was still in darkness, a cluster of burning flames kept beating in the cave, and the shining light clearly reflected the uneven stone walls around him.

Looking at the figure sitting opposite the person hiding under the robe, he couldn't help but shrink his head and lowered his head. The silence in the cave turned into depression, covering Xia Zuo's heart, allowing his breathing to continue to increase...

"Are you literate?" A nightmare-like voice echoed in Xia Zuo's ears again.

Xia Zuo nodded instinctively, then shook his head again...

"If you don't want to become a mouse, it's better not to deceive me!"

His voice was so gentle and his tone was so calm. But in Xia Zuo's ears, he felt more fear than the demons deep in hell. Xia Zuo's face suddenly turned pale, he nodded lowered and did not dare to look at the other person.

The ancient paper flew away from the palm of the self-proclaimed magician and landed in front of Xia Zuo, "Read it!"

Xia Zuo did not dare to hesitate, picked up the paper, moved towards the other party from the corner of his eyes, but when he saw the shoes exposed outside the robe, his eyes did not dare to move a little, and his eyes retracted on the paper: "Under the morning halo, the sleeping person should wake up and sing..."

The only words on the paper are ordinary morning prayers, and the words are not very difficult. Even when he moved here from Ailin City, his father, who was not responsible, would teach him some new words every once in a while. Xia Zuo has a good memory and has learned a lot of words. There is no problem reading the whole prayer.

"I know a lot!"

The sound of admiration was transmitted to Xia Zuo's ears, but it made his figure tremble. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the other person's eyes. He just used his clothes to wipe the hand that had picked up the paper before, as if there was some special stain on the paper and he could not wipe it off no matter how hard it was.

...Gulugulu!

The rolling sound slowly rang in the cave. With the flash of fire, Xia Zuo saw a crystal ball the size of a head rolling towards him. Xia Zuo did not dare to move, letting the crystal ball approach and paused in his footsteps.

"Put your hands on it!"

The voice sounded from his ears again. Xiao Xia Zuo, who was lowering his head, swept the crystal ball with his aftermath, quickly retracted his gaze, but his hands did not move.

"What, do you want to become a mouse?"

Xia Zuo showed hesitation. As time passed by, the air began to become more and more restrained. In the end, it was because of fear of the magician and tremblingly placed his hands on the crystal ball...

At the beginning, Xia Zuo didn't feel anything strange. He just felt a chill when he put it on the crystal bead and his hands felt a little cold. But at this moment, his brain seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and a dizzy feeling surged into consciousness. When he was waiting for him to react, a faint light lit up on the crystal bead.

"Oh...just be it!"

The magician seemed to sigh, and suddenly realized that the trembling little ghost suddenly showed curiosity and confusion when he said this moment. Seeing his worried magician, who looked so worried, smiled...

After all, Xia Zuo is not very old. Although he is afraid of the magician, as a child, his ideas and values ​​have not yet been formed. Seeing such strange things, he still cannot suppress his curiosity.

But the next sentence caused Xia Zuo's young heart to be hit hard, "From now on: you are my magic apprentice!"

Xia Zuo's head buzzed, and he felt as if he was overwhelmed by the endless cold sea water, so he couldn't help but exhaled. At the same time, his head, which had been lowered before, suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly at the other person's figure, and his mind kept echoing: Magic Apprentice, Magic Apprentice, Magic Apprentice...

Xia Zuo once lived in Ailin City, and his understanding of "The Forbidden Magic" is more detailed than most people here. He once saw an old man with his own eyes, who was tied up and burned to death in the square because he violated the Forbidden Magic. Although his eyes were covered at that time, the wailing moans and the beating flames seen from his fingers made him have nightmares for half a month.

But now... Xia Zuo could not imagine his own destiny. At this moment, he was caught in real surprise by a word from the magician...

Seeing the figure that could not be suppressed, the magician felt inexplicably sad. What a glorious existence the magician was once. If he could become an apprentice of the magician, it was also the dream in the hearts of young people at that time. Now magic has become everyone's nightmare!

However, now he has not been able to sigh for so long. The injuries suffered by his body make his life look like a candlelight in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. "The magic spell has 364 scales in total. Ordinary magicians can only resonate with spells..."

Before the magician could finish his words, the young man burst out with courage from somewhere and said solemnly: "I don't want to be a magician!"

The figure of the magician was slightly frozen, and the whole space became very quiet. Xia Zuo, who had been trembling before, raised his head and looked directly at the magician hiding under the hood. Although the figure still couldn't help but tremble, although his heart was full of fear... his eyes were always staring at the other party without taking a single minute away.

Facing those clear eyes, an uncontrollable fatigue surged onto the magician's body. Wrinkles spread in the dark face, and white silk began to spread under the hood. The magician's voice seemed to have been aged by dozens of years, exuding a sense of powerlessness and hoarseness, "Go away!"

Xia Zuo felt relieved and rushed toward the cave...

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