life in ancient gods

Chapter 3
the next day, dawn

The first ray of morning light sprinkled in the small village.

Su Pingan was wearing the washed white cyan cotton robe, and a pair of black cotton boots on his feet. Although they were old, they were very clean.

"Speaking of which, I haven't really seen a silver ingot yet." Although Su Ping'an had seen what a silver ingot looked like on TV in his previous life, he had never seen it in real life.

After thinking about it, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket, tossed it in the palm of his hand, and smiled sassyly.

I found a bamboo basket from the utility room, put a rattan rope in it, held a sieve in my left hand, grabbed a handful of rice from the rice jar in the kitchen with my right hand, and walked out the door.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Pingyue chased him out.

"Go up the mountain." Su Ping'an walked up the mountain stepping on the thick snow without looking back.

"Wait for me, brother, I'll go too."

Pingyue thought that Su Ping'an went to the mountains to hunt game, and after it snowed in previous years, the elder brother would also go to the mountains to hunt game.

Because after the snow, the pheasant will leave footprints, so you can find the places where the pheasant frequents.

In addition, in snowy days, pheasants cannot find food for many days, and they will eat as long as they see food.

Sprinkle some rice under the sieve, tie a wooden stick with a rattan rope, and the wooden stick supports the sieve. People observe from a distance, and as long as the pheasant goes under the sieve to eat, he pulls the rattan rope and successfully catches it.

This was just remembered from the incomplete memory, and Su Ping'an wanted to give it a try.

Su Pingan hummed a ditty on the road.

Langyayue, Yi Ren haggard, I toasted, drank the wind and snow, who overturned the previous life cabinet, causing dust and disputes...

"Brother, what song is this? It's really nice. Can you teach Yue'er to sing it?" Pingyue, who was following Su Ping'an, asked Su Ping'an by the corner of his clothes.

"...Let me think about it."

Su Pingan just hummed casually, but forgot what song to say.

"Oh, by the way, the hair is like snow, Pingyue, if you want to learn, I will teach you when I have time." Su Ping'an patted Pingyue's head.

Pingyue smiled happily, "Well, then brother must keep his word."

Days of snowfall turned Montenegro into a snow-capped mountain, and the setting sun in the east in the morning warmed my body.

I heard rumors from the villagers that there is a thousand-year-old ginseng in Heishan, and there are also rumors that there are ten-thousand-year snow lotus, but no one has actually encountered it.

The mountain is completely white, with crystal icicles hanging on the bare branches, and occasionally wild birds fly down on the branches and chirp.

Su Pingan walked up the mountain one foot at a time, and Pingyue panted behind Su Pingan's clothes, leaving two pairs of footprints, one large and one small.

"Pingyue, it's dangerous on the mountain, don't follow." Su Ping'an stopped, turned around and looked at Pingyue and said.

Pingyue exhaled white steam, raised her head, and curled her mouth, "No, Yue'er is going to follow. In the past, elder brother let me follow. Why does elder brother seem to be a different person now?"

"..." Su Ping'an rolled his eyes, "It's up to you, if you catch some wild game, you can take it home and ask mother to cook chicken soup to nourish your body."

"Yeah." Pingyue lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips, and said with a thoughtful look in her eyes: "Brother, don't you want to go back?"

Su Pingan didn't answer. He saw the footprints of pheasants in front of him and wild birds singing in the trees, so he cleared off the snow under his feet and sprinkled some rice grains.

Cover it with a sieve, find a stick under the tree, tie it with a rattan rope, and use the stick to support the sieve.

Then, he said to Pingyue: "Quickly, hide behind the tree." Then, he walked behind the tree and squatted down.

Su Pingyue was looking up at the two cuckoos singing on the branches. When she heard the elder brother's call, she nodded quickly, followed, and squatted down behind Su Ping'an.

The biting cold wind blew by, making the two people behind the tree shiver.

Pingyue only wore a wrinkled leather jacket and a pair of old leather boots on her feet.

This outfit was made for her by her father who hunted a deer and made it for her out of deerskin. His father loved her the most before his death.

She hid behind her eldest brother, poking her head around and looking at the sieve.

At this time, a cuckoo flew down from the branch and hovered around the sieve.

Su Ping stared at Du Juan, as soon as Du Juan got under the sieve, he immediately pulled the rattan rope in his right hand.

However, the cuckoo turned outside the sieve for a while, but did not get in.

After a while, another cuckoo on the branch also flew down.

This cuckoo saw the rice grains under the sieve, but got in without hesitation.

Su Ping'an pulled the rattan rope in his hand at the same time.

"Clap."

The sieve covered the cuckoo, and the cuckoo that came down first was frightened, and quickly flapped its wings and flew away.

"Haha, it worked." Su Ping'an and Su Pingyue jumped out from behind the tree happily.

Su Pingan hurriedly stepped forward to cover the sieve, fearing that Du Juan would escape, and he was very excited to catch wild game for the first time with his own hands.

He reached in with a hand and grabbed the warm cuckoo, which was still struggling and singing incessantly.

Su Ping'an smiled, took the rattan rope with his other hand and tied Du Juan's legs, and handed it to his sister Su Pingyue, "Here, take it and go back first."

Pingyue took it over, stared at Du Juan with a smile on her face for a while, then looked up at Su Ping'an and said, "Brother, don't you go back with Yue'er?"

"I'll go back later, don't ask so many questions, take the sieve back too." Su Pingan said while bending down to pick up the sieve on the ground and hand it to Pingyue.

Pingyue held Du Juan in one hand and the sieve in the other, a trace of doubt flashed in her clear eyes, but she didn't ask any more questions, she nodded and went back in the direction she came from.

A ray of cold wind blew across Su Ping'an's sharp-edged cheeks, blowing up some messy hair, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and a smile appeared in his deep eyes.

He found some branches and threw them into the bamboo basket, then took a handful of snow with both hands and covered the branches.

Picking up the bamboo poles, he walked towards the entrance of the village.

Several women saw him carrying a bamboo basket, looked at him curiously, and shouted: "Ping An, what good things are in your bamboo basket?"

Su Pingan said casually: "I picked up some medicinal materials on the mountain and sold them in the city." He continued to walk towards the entrance of the village.

He thought of the way to the town from his incomplete memory last night. The father of this body in the past often hunted prey and went to the town to exchange money.

Sometimes I take him with Pingyue. He has been there several times, and he is quite familiar with the way to the town.

Several women in the village get together, and if they have nothing to do all day long, it's just that the parents of the east and the west are at fault.

Seeing that Su Ping'an was carrying a bamboo basket, and there seemed to be something in it, why didn't these women be curious.

A woman scratched her hair and muttered, "It's a snowy day, and the mountains are covered with snow. Where can there be medicinal herbs on the mountains?"

"That's not necessarily true. Listen to my dead ghost. He heard from the old man that he saw a thousand-year-old ginseng on the mountain."

"What, my damn ghost also heard that there are thousands of years of snow lotus on the mountain, but he has never seen it. It's just a boast to fool us women."

While the woman was talking, Su Ping'an had disappeared.

Village entrance
Su Pingan identified the direction, "Well..., this road should be the right one."

He walked down a slightly narrow, winding and steep path.

The snowy road is covered with trees of different heights, all of which are bare. The branches are hung with ice hanging like a child's arm, and the cold wind blows and shakes.

Occasionally, water dripped on Su Ping'an's neck, and he shivered all over.

He remembered that there were occasional robbers on this small road, and while speeding up his pace, he thought to himself, "In broad daylight, there should be no robbers, right?"

"Oh!"

"Boy, stop!"

On the narrow and smooth snowy road, a person popped out suddenly.

That person seemed extremely far away, but he came extremely fast.

Su Pingan gasped, his back felt cold, he couldn't help shivering, and was about to turn around and run away the way he came.

The man had already come in front of him, with a rough hand resting on his shoulder.

"Boy, you are quite obedient and stood still. Not bad."

The man had a big beard and a swollen face. He was wearing a gray cotton robe and cowhide boots. He was holding a long knife with a cold light. He walked around Su Ping'an twice and looked him up and down.

Su Pingan also used survey techniques to look at the bearded man.

Name:? ? ?
Attributes: Constitution 68, Strength 75, Dexterity 96
Condition: Excellent
"..." Su Pingan felt panicked with a black line on his forehead. In the cold weather, a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he thought to himself, "...you think I don't want to run, but I didn't have time..."

The bearded man held his long knife horizontally, and used the blade to catch a drop of sweat dripping from Su Pingan's forehead, "Don't be nervous, you are handsome and handsome, and you have the old style of the Sajia family. In this way, the Sajia family will not make things difficult for you. You just need to obediently hand over your money to me." If you come out, you can leave on your own, how about it?"

"Okay." Su Ping pretended to be very calm, but the drop of sweat just now betrayed him, and he took out the ten taels of silver that he had seen this morning from his arms.

There was a strange look in the bearded man's eyes, he took the silver and tossed it in his big rough hand. Su Pingan felt that this action was very familiar.

"Boy, the Sajia didn't take your money for nothing. Seeing that you are weak, I gave you this book on strengthening your body."

Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared like a gust of wind, leaving only a slightly yellowed booklet.

"Ding, host, your VIP level has increased."

Host: Su Ping'an
Attributes: Constitution 18, Strength 26, Dexterity 28
Status: Slightly weak, malnourished

Skill: Scouting

Item: Strengthening Art (unlearned)

Level: VIP4
Wealth: 1000000 Wen copper coins (equivalent to 1000 taels of silver/bank note, the system has a mysterious bank account for exchange between the north and the south, which can be transferred to the portable warehouse at any time, and the money given away does not count.)
Experience: 0/1000000
[All interpretation rights belong to the system. 】

[Ding, you have received a mission to buy a store, if you do not complete the mission, the VIP will not be able to unlock and upgrade. 】

"Does being robbed count?"

Su Pingan took out a bank note from his pocket and walked on the snowy road in the countryside, "Is there anyone robbing? That big brother just now, where have you been? Please rob!"

(End of this chapter)