Yaozun

Among the huge mountains reaching into the sky, there are small villages, with smoke from cooking.

On the fence at the entrance of the village, a huge wolf head half as tall as a man stared unwillingly, hanging on a sharpened log, with dark red blood dripping from the broken neck, attracting a large number of small insects, flying around in circles .

The surrounding bloodstains and fresh cuts on the fence indicated that a great battle had just ended.

White flags were hung outside several thatched cottages.

Suddenly, a child's mournful voice broke through the tranquility of the land: "Ah——Ah Yao exploded——"

……

On the first day of Su Yao's crossing, she was warmly welcomed by the aborigines.

In the beginning, hot blood poured down his head and face, and then he was whipped three or five times by a willow branch soaked in water, and then tied up in the scorching sun at noon for several hours. On the bed, the warm water fan served with bitter medicine, so Xuancai was relieved.

And after being so dizzy in the sun that he couldn't breathe, and having almost zero-distance contact with death, this traverser has also merged well with reality and found a sense of belonging in life. Those who died before may just die, maybe The thought of going back through time was swept away.

Simply put, he was cowardly.

Even if you want to wear it back, you have to be prepared to cut it off with one knife, and you must not suffer from this piecemeal pain again.

When I regained my senses, the sky was already dark. Looking out of the low window, on the cliff in the distance, wolves howling at the moon, noises echoing, and the distant mountains are like traces of heaven.

For a moment, my mind was full of thoughts and my face was full of bewilderment.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

After sorting out his almost messy mind, he straightened out his logic one by one.

First of all, his name is Su Yao. His father said that he was restless when he was still in the womb, swaying, punching and kicking all day long, and gave birth prematurely, so he called him A Yao.

Mother...he had never seen her, and Dad said she had gone far away.

There is no lack of love in his life. His father is a well-known boss in the painting and calligraphy circle. He became famous very early and spent a lot of time with him. His life is also very happy. He has completely inherited his father's wisdom and beauty. He has been the focus of the crowd since he was a child. Even with a wide range of hobbies, the grades are still crushing all the way. After each entrance exam, various schools come to the house to recruit students in person.

Then, then...

Su Yao pressed her forehead and tried to recall what happened.

But he can’t remember, he remembers the earth, he remembers growing up in a single-parent family, he remembers his father calling him A Yao, he remembers mathematical formulas and cell phones and computers, but he can’t remember where his home is, he can’t remember his friends, and he can’t remember how he crossed the world , the memory of the past seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, blurred, but the memory of another boy became clear.

That young man was also named A Yao. He lived in a small isolated village. He was mentally deficient and had no father or mother. On the first day, he held his breath for a lifetime, and when he woke up, this Ayao was no longer Bi Ayao.

The life of a young man is horribly monotonous. Apart from helping the villagers with firewood and digging soil, his life is only eating and sleeping, as if he is just a tool person who is waiting for him to cross over and give away language knowledge.

He doesn't even have the concept of "I", so naturally there is no memory conflict, only a lonely soul is completely reborn.

Su Yao was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "OK."

Set a small goal first and live.

……

After waking up, his little goal encountered the first difficulty.

"Ayao, why don't you eat?" The little girl with slightly curly hair opened her round eyes, tilted her head to look at the boy, and passed the wooden bowl forward.

Su Yao looked at the worms boiled in white water in the bowl. The worms were swollen, with fingers and colorful colors. The red eyes seemed to look at him through the soup, with a strange light.

"The village chief said that you lost your vitality yesterday. He dug these for you to replenish your body. You should eat them while they are hot." The little girl was a little excited when she mentioned yesterday's incident—she didn't know what happened, but she was very happy. She loves to watch this kind of big scene, especially when Wu Zhu dances Wu Nuo in front of A Yao, she has never seen that scene.

Su Yao was cursing in her heart that I was starving to death, jumped off the mountain, and didn't even take a bite of it——

At this moment, a strong and heroic middle-aged man came in. It was the same strong man who hung him on the wood with one hand to bask in the sun yesterday. If he could see that something was wrong... Su Yao persisted With a blank face, just like in memory, he took the wooden bowl, picked up the chopsticks and began to say "rice".

But after chewing the first bite, he was so shocked that he could hardly maintain his expression.

The chewy texture, the explosive delicious taste, and the salty-sweet taste are not inferior to any first-class chefs he has eaten, and the satisfaction from the body after swallowing makes him even more spiritual. A sense of sublimation.

It's really fragrant, it's so fucking delicious, what about bugs, he can still eat ten bowls!

After three or two mouthfuls, Su Yao still couldn't get enough of her thoughts. As soon as she handed the bowl to the little girl, a big calloused hand pressed down on his forehead.

The village chief on the opposite side looked dignified and remained silent.

"What's the matter, Uncle Village Chief, do you want to exorcise evil spirits again?" The little girl said innocently with a hint of excitement.

The village head shook his head, his voice was hoarse and deep: "It's not necessary, Ayao walked through life and death, I thought it was taken away, but now it seems that there is nothing wrong with the unity of soul and body, it should be the original missing Returning his soul to his place and awakening his wisdom, it is nothing to let him suffer."

What, is this actually a world of cultivating immortals?

Su Yao's mind is full of question marks.

"You take good care of Ayao, let him do some light work these few days, don't go up the mountain for now." The middle-aged man warned and left in a hurry.

The little girl nodded.

Su Yao is sluggish for a while, isn't she? I'm already like this, so I still have to work?

The little girl was very happy: "Ayao, let's go when you're full."

No, I'm not full...

……

The little girl is very good at clichés, even without clichés, she can chatter all day long.

In her messy narration, she got the following message.

This is the Jubei Mountain Range of Donghuang Daze. The small village is called Beishan Village. It belongs to the fringe area under the rule of the first fairy city in Donghuang. It is dangerous to go up the mountain and so on.

There are no fields around Beishan Village. If the villagers want to get daily necessities, they have to go to the mine on the mountain to dig a kind of stone. Every month, people from Xiancheng will come to buy these stones and sell them food.

Su Yao originally wanted to keep playing stupid, but he didn't expect that the news of his recovery was so fast that the enthusiasm of the villagers made it difficult for him to adapt.

After walking around, many people stuffed him with gray and black rice balls, but compared to the delicious worms at the beginning, these rice balls were extremely unpalatable, like eating sand.

Su Yao's light work is to help the villagers fetch water.

The village is close to the mountain, and there is a spring behind the village. Next to the spring, there are two huge buckets - big enough for Su Yao to sit in and take a bath.

Su Yao suddenly took a breath of air: "is this job easy?"

Then he saw the little girl who was five or six years old, not reaching his waist, stretched out her lovely arms like lotus root, easily picked up the big wooden barrel, which was a foot taller than her, and briskly walked towards the back of the village. Even turning around and smiling at him: "Ayao, come quickly."

Su Yao walked to the wooden barrel in a mess and reached out to lift it, but the wooden barrel was not as heavy as imagined. Su Yao even picked it up with one hand, as if it was made of thin plastic.

Hey, is the gravity very low?

He breathed a sigh of relief, followed the little girl, and fetched a bucket of water in the pool. It was very light to lift, like lifting five or six catties of apples. If it wasn't too big to hold, he could even hold it with two hands. Bucket in one hand.

It is very light.

Water was delivered door-to-door, and many people were not at home, so they only needed to fill up the water tanks, but after going around, Su Yao found that the level of civilization here was almost equal to that of the ancient Warring States, and most of the utensils here were wood and bronze, plus rough pottery , not even a fine pottery.

There are no old people in the village, only some pregnant women are left behind, and the rest have gone up the mountain.

According to the few details in my memory, the mine on the mountain is far away from the village. It takes three to five days to walk the mountain road. People in the village go there once and it takes about half a month to come back.

Going up the mountain is very dangerous. People often go up vertically and come down horizontally.

The wolf corpse at the entrance of the village is that the wolves came to attack the village because there were women and children, and the village lost three people. This is Su Yao's bombing of the corpse, which reduces one statistic.

However, the few villagers made him feel a lot easier.

It's not that he's socially phobic, but he's an outsider after all, and a lot of telltale signs will be exposed inadvertently, so it's good to have a little buffer time.

In this way, Su Yao and this little girl named A Luo became good friends.

The little girl would generously tell him everyone she knew in the village, how many people there were in the family, whether she liked them or not, and why she liked them. In return, Su Yao would weave her a small grasshopper out of thatch. As a reward for the secret between them.

"By the way, Ayao," the little girl looked at him worriedly, "Don't look at the stars at night, you'd better go to bed early."

"Why?" Su Yao asked with a smile, the young man's beautiful eyes were like autumn water, clear and bright.

"Wu Zhu said that if you don't sleep at night, you will encounter strange things." A Luo said softly.

"Okay, I see." Su Yao nodded.

……

He still went out at night, looking at the starry sky in the front yard, using his hand as a track, and recorded the trajectories of the stars one by one on the fine soil chart in front of the door.

To collect star maps, I want to know if it is possible to find the position in the universe through the starry sky.

Even if the hope is slim, he still wants to try.

Facing the starry sky, he whispered his wish and the big goal he set.

"Father, it is possible to cultivate immortality in this world. I will work hard to become immortal. As for you, you have to take care of yourself and live until I come home."

Whispering out his wish, the young man under the moon clasped his hands together, bowed to the starry sky and the earth.

Then, he felt someone pat on the back.