
Little ZhongLei came home with a heart filled with joy.
"Now I will enter the dormitory. I'm going to be part of a new world" the boy ran around to the house or to the place where he thought he was home.
Uncle Baojia is seen sweeping the yard of the house that doubles the place of business, where they sell food called "mie" for a source of income.
For some reason, suddenly ZhongLei the little boy was filled with a sense of haru. That feeling was so overflowing, it burst into his chest. Suddenly little Lei ran over and hugged Uncle Baojia
That man, Uncle Baojia was initially feeling extremely shocked. But when he felt a warm embrace of a small hand, accompanied by a sobbing, Uncle Baojia suddenly understood. He seemed to understand that it was an expression of affection from a child who could not express that love.
Both are silent in love. Uncle Baojia understands. This is a sign of farewell.
Little Kei was unable to speak. Although sometimes the old man's attitude was harsh on him, he knew. Uncle Baojia loved him very much.
That night the two of them sat in the yard. Uncle Baojia took out a jug of wine, his stash of alcoholic beverages. He was very frugal in consuming that item. Of course, in such difficult times, anything must be done sparingly if it is to survive.
Both of them drank without a word. It was the first time the boy had tasted alcohol.
"I will become a good witch" said little Lei as he sipped the wine. Little Lei almost vomited because he felt that the drink was very bitter.
"Where is the delicacy of this drink, as many have always said?" he almost regurgitated the liquid, otherwise fearing that Uncle Baojia would be offended, then angry.
"I'm sure this Meihua Village will hear your name when you are mentioned as one of the most respected sorcerers" Uncle Baojia again gulped down the wine liquid.
The night passed. The two men, Uncle Baojia and Little ZhongLei were still seen sitting on a bench made of wood scraps. The two no longer enjoyed wine, Uncle Baojia's wine supply was too little.
"Let's go in. The air began to freeze. You have to rest a lot because the journey to the academy where you train later, is very far from Mei Hua Village" Uncle Baojia said. Little Lei inched towards his simple bedroom. That night he had a dream, somewhere far away. He rules many people. And in his dreams, he was the best magician who always rode the mythical phoenix as a vehicle.
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That day, exactly a week had passed. At that time LanHua the Shulam girl fulfilled her promise. He came to Mei Hua Village Hall. The girl met an officer at the Village Hall. After a short chat, the girl asked a village attendant to go pick up little Lei at her house.
The village attendant then came to ZhongLei's residence, in the hut house that doubles up the small business premises.
Once there, the village officer saw the little boy named ZhongLei was neatly wearing clothes that seemed simple but clean. The boy was orderly standing in the rumh courtyard with a small bundle that likely contained personal belongings.
"We'll turn to the village hall. A female shulam awaits you"
When ZhongLei was about to leave the house, he did not find Uncle Baojia inside the house.
In fact, he wanted to say goodbye. Minimal holding Uncle Baojia's hand, would make him feel relieved. When in the end the village attendant urged for them to rush away, ZhongLei accidentally saw a piece of paper on the living room table that read, ZhongLei said,
"Be the best. Signed Uncle Baojia"
As he passed the fence in the house, little Lei paused for a moment.
"This is the last time I'm leaving this house. This place is home to me"
After a moment of silence in the sense of haru, little Lei ran following the long steps of the village attendant. He immediately forgot about the sadness, and his feelings were now filled with a sense of challenge that was difficult he said.
Meanwhile, from a distance a shadow came out from the bushes and observed ZhongLei's shadow, until it was lost at the crossroads.
"I'm sure you'll become a great magician" Uncle Baojia stared at ZhongLei's departure.
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"Let's go. I don't want to be late for the train to 'Temaram City'. The train's departure will be on time before the second leg tonight" LanHua said.
ZhonLei hugged the girl's robe tightly, as she spurred her horse to gallop. They were racing to be able to ride the train that Shulam mentioned.
"I haven't been able to cultivate Shulam's energy to perform flying techniques. We can only ride horses. In the future, if later I have entered level 1 as a Shulam, then this journey will not be as troublesome as it is now. I can take you flying on a journey"
LanHua tried to explain her incompetence to little Lei. He said so when he heard the little boy ask innocently, that is
"Was riding a horse the only way to reach the place where the Train goes to the city of Temaram? Why didn't you fly like the Water Controller in Meihua Village square back then?" LanHua almost choked on hearing that critical question. He cursed in his heart.
LanHua did not have the ability to fly at all. His cultivation was still far from being able to fly. He was nothing but dust when compared to the famous geniuses of the magician Shulam.
"Hopefully when I come home with this boy Shulam, I will be presented with a pill "Sweet Rose" which other magicians usually use to improve their abilities.
Thinking of that power-enhancing pill, LanHua again felt relieved. He ignored the little boy's words.
"When I obtain the Rose Sweetener Pill later, by confining myself to cultivation then the skill as a Level one Shulam will be carried by me. I want to see the face of this boy, when he sees me flying over a sword later" LanHua laughed inwardly, consoling herself with a dream.
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The two men arrived at a military headquarters, which consisted of second-rate soldiers (soldiers with no magic abilities). The military headquarters consisted of large tents that housed many soldiers.
"In that place later, the train will come, then together with some people we will go to the City of Temaram that I mentioned earlier. In the city of Temaram there is one branch of the magic academy. You will be training in the magic academy of the City of Temaram" LanHua pointed towards the sort of hut where some people were seen standing, waiting patiently for the arrival of the carriage.
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