The majestic mountain stands tall, with clouds like silk surrounding its waist.
The sun is so bright that it’s as bright as the sky...
With a sad look on his face, Qi Zhuan ran up the mountain little by little, carrying firewood on his back.
Everyone in the world said that gods are good, but Qi Zhuan didn't feel it at all.
Three years have passed since he paid his respects to this Fangshan Gate.
At first, Qi Zhuan was still wondering whether this was a test from his ancestor.
Just like the man in the book who chopped firewood and poured water and learned great supernatural powers after three years.
But stories are probably just stories after all.
The livelihood of chopping firewood and pouring water has all disappeared, and they have all been experienced.
But he has not seen any trace of that so-called great supernatural power until now.
Perhaps the only difference from Yamashita is:
The mountains are high and the roads are dangerous, and there are many precepts in the temple. Naturally, it is impossible to raise cattle and sheep.
Qi Zhuan felt that he was freed from the errand of serving animals.
Otherwise, it is not difficult for Qi Zhuan to deduce that such shameful things will definitely happen to him.
After all, compared to his other senior brothers, he is the only one who has nothing to follow.
If the founder hadn't gone to the foot of the mountain to perform rituals and happened to meet him who was about to starve to death, what happened next would not have happened.
Carrying firewood together, they finally found a relatively flat place on the mountainside.
He put down the firewood and prepared to take a rest.
Carrying the firewood on his back to observe the situation in one breath, considering his current body, it is not something that is bound to be impossible to accomplish.
But I was very tired.
When the time comes, if you are forced to do chores by your senior brother again, won't you be asking for trouble?
Qi Zhuan exhaled and wiped the sweat from his face.
Then when he saw the pattern on his wrist, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
On Qi Zhuan's wrist, there is a dark oval pattern, with scale numbers crookedly but clearly drawn on it.
But now time flies by, and there is little to fill in the future. Now it is almost gone and can no longer be seen clearly.
There is only a somewhat dirty oval left, stubbornly existing there.
The brothers in Guanzhong made fun of this and said that he "has no guilt, how can he defile himself?"
Qi Zhuan just responded with a dull and silly smile.
They may have learned magical spells and know some tricks on setting up altars, but how did they know that this hand-drawn pattern is called a watch...
I arrived in this world in a flash, and it was almost twenty years before I realized it...
Until now, Qi Zhuan has almost forgotten the memory of tall buildings and busy traffic.
Just like the watch I painted with messy paint.
As the days pass by, they are getting by.
Even the days under the mountain are mostly filled with memories of being tormented by hunger.
Qi Zhuan didn't know whether his ancestor really had great supernatural powers.
But he could prevent Qi Zhuan from going hungry in such absurd times.
Qi Zhuan feels that this realm can be regarded as a "great supernatural power"...
As for those graceful figures and dazzling magical powers that were so blazing in my past memories.
Now that I think about it, I don’t remember it so clearly.
Along the wild mountain forest, Qi Zhuan saw a sea of clouds surrounding it.
If it was at the beginning, he would still have the leisure to appreciate it.
Now it is difficult to see any sense of ecstasy and uncertainty in it.
I just felt that I had taken a long enough rest and it was time for me to go back to Guanli.
In the past few days, it seems that there have been many visitors to the temple.
Qi Zhuan also didn't know that his family's founder was the most practicing magician in the surrounding area.
How could he leave such a huge reputation in such an environment with little information, so that so many people come to visit him.
But I heard from the brothers that this is a big day in Guanzhong, and I don’t know how many years it takes to catch up with it.
When Qi Zhuan heard this, he felt terrible.
After hearing this, others only thought that the grand event was lively, but Qi Zhuan knew that there were probably too many trivial matters.
With this thought in mind, they all picked up the firewood and started to drive up the mountain.
While walking, Qi Zhuan suddenly felt a little dizzy.
It was as if the whole mountain was suddenly shaking.
earthquake?
Qi Zhuanben was a little panicked.
But just when he was observing the situation around him with some uncertainty, he found that everything was as usual.
It seemed that what he felt just now was just an illusion caused by his lack of Qi and blood.
It shouldn't be...
I am not as skinny as I was back then...
Qi Zhan felt a little guilty in his heart.
He didn't think much about it.
Nowadays, he is not afraid of any weird things.
In contrast, Qi Zhuan was more afraid of the big insects that strayed into the forest from farther away.
Or maybe you are walking in a hurry and happen to encounter a long insect hanging on the road to enjoy the shade or accidentally falling from a tree while digging out a bird's nest...
Killing at will is not allowed in the temple, and Qi Zhuan did not dare to disobey the temple's precepts in this mountain.
If you are at the bottom of the mountain...
It doesn't matter if it's an Asian killer that can kill people, or some other powerful poison.
His eyes, which were green with hunger, were already firmly locked on it...
When your stomach is empty, where can you hold anything else?
It was at this time that Qi Zhuan suddenly heard movement behind him.
He panicked and quickly changed the firewood.
If something cannot be done, the firewood will be lost as well.
If there is no life, what is the use of more firewood?
Thinking like this, Qi Zhuan saw a big man walking down the mountain from a distance.
What a big man!
Compared with his hard trek carrying firewood, the other party was walking on flat ground on such a steep mountain road.
In a daze, Qi Zhuan felt the spinning feeling that he had experienced before.
It seemed as if the whole mountain was trembling as the opponent moved forward!
Just now, I felt like the other person was far away.
It was just a daze, but the other party was already not far away from him.
Taking advantage of the terrain, Qi Zhuan was able to see the opponent clearly.
Qi Zhuan was slightly startled when he noticed that the other party's eyes showed a certain red color.
Foreigner?
Then I looked at his face again. It was strange, but there was a vague feeling of intimacy that was indescribable.
The worries I had in my heart were gone at this moment.
He doesn't look like a foreigner...
I don’t know if he also came to pay homage to his ancestor.
Qi Zhuan thought this way.
Then, as if by chance, Qi Zhuan smiled at the other party:
"Are you here to pay a visit to the ancestor? Just follow this path to the end..."
As he spoke, Qi Zhuan moved into the forest next to him to make room for the other party to move forward.
But at this time, Qi Zhuan found that the other party was looking at him with a strange look, and then looked at his wrist.
The other party's gaze seemed to have some kind of fiery temperature, and it suddenly gave everyone a feeling of burning pain.
He subconsciously retracted his hands into his robe.
Then, Qi Zhuan saw the other party smiling, took something from his pocket and threw it over.
Qi Zhuan did not dare to move around while carrying the firewood, but in a panic, he received it steadily.
It feels warm and round like a ball, seems to be a fruit?
Then the other party didn't say much, and passed him and went straight to the mountain gate.
After the other party walked away, Qi Zhuan just looked at what the other party had thrown to him.
But it is an ordinary green fruit...
This chapter has been completed!