The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Qingzhou City, this ancient and peaceful city, has streets and alleys filled with the flavor of time.

On a winter afternoon, the warm sun lazily shines on the bluestone road. People are busy with their livelihoods, and their days are as plain and peaceful as usual.

Suddenly, a cry broke the silence:

"Wow! What is that? Is it a manifestation of the gods?"

When everyone heard the sound, they looked and saw a white light suddenly rising into the sky from the direction of a remote house on the edge of the city. The light was so bright that it seemed to tear apart the winter haze.

Before people could recover from their shock, something strange happened again. The white light was gradually covered by a colorful halo.

The colorful light was like a dream, making the originally unremarkable house look like a fairyland. It exuded a mysterious and charming atmosphere, making people wonder whether this was still a residence on earth.

At the same time, a rich herbal aroma diffused in the air, gently lingering between everyone's nostrils. The fresh smell seemed to carry some kind of magical power, which made people feel refreshed.

In a small village outside Qingzhou, several elderly people were sitting around a large rock in the middle of the village, basking in the sun and chatting. In winter, there was no farm work in the fields, so the young people who could hunt went to the mountains together, and some went to the town to find work to supplement their family income. Only these elderly people were left in the village, guarding this quiet village.

"Why do I feel warm all over? The pain in my waist and legs doesn't seem to be that severe anymore."

A white-haired old man, leaning on a cane, sat on a big rock and spoke to the old friends around him with a puzzled look on his face.

Years of hard work left him with a lot of illnesses, especially in his waist and legs. When winter came, the pain was so severe that he could hardly walk.

At this moment, Old Zhang, who had been sitting silently beside them, suddenly widened his eyes in horror, pointed in the direction behind them with trembling hands, his lips trembling, but he could not utter a word.

"What's the matter, Old Zhang? Did you see a ghost? Why are you shaking?" Everyone thought that Old Zhang was joking and laughed and joked.

"Okay, stop pretending. Your son is not at home. Who are you pretending for?"

Everyone knows that Old Zhang has a stubborn temper. He grew up without a father or a mother. When he grew up, he married a wife, but his wife died of dystocia, leaving him alone to raise his son. After finally building a new house for his son to start a family, he insisted on living in his old house. His son wanted to take him to live with him, but he always kicked him out.

However, this time Old Zhang did not refute as usual.

Seeing him like this, everyone felt a little uneasy and turned their heads away. When their eyes touched the colorful light rising into the sky, everyone was stunned. Their cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and their faces were full of shock and fear.

"What...what is that?" someone stammered, his voice trembling.

In the colorful light, a vague figure loomed. The figure looked like an animal, but not an animal. It seemed to have a pair of wings made of light on its back, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura. The figure seemed to have noticed everyone's gaze and flew straight towards them.

The old people were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They wanted to run away, but they found that their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and they could not move.

They could only watch the huge figure getting closer and closer, their hearts beating wildly in their chests as if they were about to jump out of their throats.

However, the expected pain did not come. On the contrary, when the light enveloped them, a warm current slowly flowed into their limbs, making them feel extremely comfortable and warm. Their originally old bodies seemed to have become much lighter at this moment.

"Old Zhang, your hair has turned black!" an old man pointed at Old Zhang and shouted in surprise.

Only then did everyone realize that not only had Old Zhang's hair turned black, but each of them had undergone incredible changes.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have decreased a lot, and the pain in his body disappeared without a trace. The old man with the injured leg stomped his feet tentatively on the ground, and the leg that was originally swollen, pus-oozing, and painful was miraculously healed.

"My legs don't hurt anymore! What happened?" The old man's face was full of surprise, but also a little panic.

However, after a brief surprise, looks of panic gradually appeared on the faces of the elderly people.

"Hide quickly. We can't let the government find out what's wrong with us, otherwise our families will be implicated!"

Old man Li said anxiously. He knew that in this era, any unexplained strange phenomenon might be regarded as a bad omen. Once known by the government, they and their families might suffer a disaster.

"Yes, yes, yes, hide quickly. Who is this bastard who dares to practice witchcraft in our Qingzhou City and make such a big noise? Is he trying to kill us?"

Another old man echoed, his tone full of anger and fear.

In their perception, witchcraft is a symbol of evil and is strictly prohibited by the court.

"That's right, that's right. Why did these annoying Wu people come to our Qingzhou City? Why hasn't Your Majesty killed them all yet?"

An old man said angrily that his grandson had just been born and he didn't want his precious grandson to be implicated by these things.

"Stop howling and go home quickly. No one should tell anyone about what happened today. Otherwise, if someone reports us and our families are implicated, no one will be able to save us."

Old Zhang spoke with a gloomy face. His voice was deep and powerful, making it impossible to refute. After a moment of silence, he continued:

"It's best not to let your family find out about your special changes. The fewer people who know, the better."

"Old Zhang, are you joking? We live and eat together. How could we not notice changes when we spend so much time together?" someone questioned.

"If you don't want your family to be used as bargaining chips by your neighbors in exchange for wealth, you should think carefully about what to do." Old Zhang responded coldly.

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the crowd and turned around to walk in the opposite direction of his house.

"Where are you going, Old Zhang?" Everyone looked at his back and shouted.

An old man who was on good terms with Old Zhang looked at the direction where Old Zhang left with a complicated expression and said softly, "He's going to the mountain."

Everyone was shocked, but suddenly realized.

Only when the mountains were sparsely populated could their extraordinary changes be easily discovered. However, there were often ferocious beasts in the mountains. Although they felt younger than before, they were all old after all. How could they deal with those ferocious beasts? This was simply a way to die!

However, even though they knew they were committing suicide, the elderly had no other choice in order not to implicate their children.

"Wait for me!" Old man Li gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and chased in the direction of Old Zhang. Seeing this, the other old men followed him. Their shadows stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun, and they walked towards the unknown forest step by step, firmly and tragically.