When he went home at night, he didn't tell his mother about it, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the time - the world of children is always so weird. His mother made the same clam soup, but she was happy to say today that the remaining
After finding two very small sea cucumbers that could not be sold, she stewed them into the soup and urged him to try them.
He felt very full and had no appetite at all. The two or three mouthfuls of raw "fish" meat swelled in his stomach like a water-absorbing sponge, filling his stomach and intestines. In order not to disappoint his mother, he still drank it.
After two bites, he found it boring. After dealing with it for a while, he said he was going to bed. His mother was still worried, thinking he was sick.
He was obviously very sleepy at night, but couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned. He didn't eat a lot, just an ordinary intake for a teenager, and he didn't feel it had any special taste at the time. It wasn't as delicious as fresh fish, nor was it delicious.
The rotten fish meat was so unpalatable. He still remembered the texture of the meat, which was neither firm nor loose, but it was different from any fish and shrimp he had ever eaten. As for the taste, it was not as attractive as the smell.
But now, his memory is always beautifying that moment. The farther away from that moment, the more profound his impression of that time. The smell has become so fragrant that he can't help but salivate just thinking about it.
He ate a lot of food in the future, but they all made him feel tasteless, as if his appetite had been developed at that time. He could no longer get satisfaction and happiness from any food. Although he remembered a lot
Clearly, it shouldn't have tasted so delicious back then.
"The shark meat has deprived you of your sense of taste." Liu Shenghan said, "I have heard of very few examples... The shark meat has a different feeling in everyone's mouth. Some people think it is delicious, some people think it smells bad, and you think it's delicious."
As plain as water. But maybe there is another possibility, that is it
It was an extremely delicious delicacy in your mouth, but due to the lack of supplies at that time and your long period of fasting, you were unable to detect and understand the taste at the time. As you smelled and ate more and more things,
Instead, I gradually realized what the taste was like at that time.”
"Maybe... I think so too. But it doesn't matter anymore. I have forever lost my ability to understand the concept of 'deliciousness'. Only when I taste food that makes others fascinated, I feel that it has some taste.
"
Only then did they realize that Priest Chu didn't eat much either at the last banquet or this one. They thought that like many monks and Taoists, he was unmoved by worldly things like food. It turned out that it was him.
Not interested at all.
"Is losing the sense of taste the curse of the sharks?" Aoyan asked.
"No...immortality is."
"Oh My God……"
"Eating shark meat will keep you away from death. If you don't suffer fatal injuries, it is impossible to just wait for yourself to die of old age." Chu Tianhe stated quietly, "But at that time, few people knew this.
What happened? The sharks at that time were also very afraid of people, because people
They will capture them and present them to the king. But it is just a novelty. If most people knew that it had such an effect, they would probably find ways to kill them all very early... There is a legend about the sharks, I guess.
You've heard it from them."
Several people nodded.
Chu Tianhe continued. After that, he only relied on the minimum food supply to keep himself from starving to death. As he grew up, he never mentioned this matter to anyone again, and he never saw any sharks again.
People, living or dead. When he was in his twenties, he said goodbye to his mother and boarded a merchant ship that had just opened navigation to the northern continent. It is said that it was a vast land, full of this and that kind of land.
Wealth and opportunity.
He has no regrets at twenty. He has made many decisions, met many people, experienced many things, and learned many things. He has done many jobs: from boatman, fisherman, tracker, to horseman, butcher, porter... He is a
A very motivated person, especially one who has seen real prosperity, is even more unwilling to be a frog in the gutter for the rest of his life - ah, at that time, he didn't know that he had an almost eternal lifespan.
At the age of thirty-two, he met his father, a carpenter, who took him with him for the longest time. By chance, he learned that his father had been a bandit in a certain mountain when he was young. After checking some things with each other,
Chu Tianhe discovered that he was most likely his father's
Brother, my father had no children, and he returned to his hometown to work as a carpenter after the two places were opened to air traffic. Once when they passed by a fortune-telling stall, the two of them were stopped by a charlatan, who said that the child had good fortune and would live a long life. My father was very happy.
If you are happy, just pay
After that, I asked my husband to give him a name. Because his master's father was different from his biological father. His biological father only had a nickname and no surname. The master's surname was Chu, and the husband said that he was short of luck in his life, so he was given the same surname as Chu.
, can be regarded as officially adopted son - although
However, their relationship is more like a year-end friendship. The name is not important, because it is too ordinary, and he can't remember it even now. However, the teacher's father's fate was not good. He fainted while working and fell from the shelf on the third floor.
He broke his head and was scattered all over the ground.
He is not confused at forty. But at this age, he still has many unanswered questions, and he still feels that there is endless knowledge in this world that needs to be learned. He does not have a wife, which does not mean that he has never met one. Before forty, he would give up his money
He takes it very seriously, is busy with all kinds of work, and has no fixed place to live.
He didn't care about his wife and children. He only saved some money when he was in his early forties. He saw that all his friends of the same age in the past had wives and even had children, and a family of three or four was enjoying the happiness of family life. He was not envious.
Of course it was impossible, so I asked a matchmaker to tell her. There was a girl in her twenties.
The husband died and remarried. We had originally agreed to it, but the girl’s family thought that he was over forty and had not even saved enough money for the house. He was unreliable and regretted the marriage. There was also a girl in her thirties who was not married.
Other problems, just being a little stupid, don't matter. Who knows?
At that time, the girl turned from stupid to crazy, suddenly went crazy and bit him, and this time the marriage was in vain. He later felt that it was not necessary to marry and have children, it was just that everyone around him was doing it, and it was okay not to do it.
If you are not going to die, why should you spend the rest of your life doing something that you are not prepared for?
He knew his destiny at fifty. When he was fifty years old, his mother, who had worked hard all his life, died of illness. He usually did not exchange many letters with his mother because he was illiterate in the past. Although he has learned a little now, his mother still cannot read.
Understood. So, he
We just sent some things to each other, and asked couriers or coworkers to deliver messages. And in the past thirty years, he often went on business with others, traveling back and forth across the sea. One day, someone who had worked together at sea
The workers returned to their hometown and found out
His mother had died of illness at home, so she immediately wrote a letter to inform him of her return. He came back in a hurry and held a scribbled funeral. According to custom, he pushed his mother, who would never leave this beach again in her life, to the beach where she was dedicated.
Poseidon's raft. The people there firmly believed that Lord Poseidon would accept all lives fairly. He knew more beliefs and had a mediocre view on this matter, but his mother believed in it. He was sad for a while, like everyone else
Just like ordinary people who lose their mothers.
He is sixty and his ears are smooth. He is neither sad nor happy, and still lives a mediocre life. Over the years, he has met many fortune tellers, monks and Taoists, and he has also calculated many divination, most of which are contradictory. As you can imagine,
You know, there are so many swindlers among them. What the fortune tellers said the most was that he was destined to have a wife named Rick, and he never married anyone else - anyway, he never liked anyone. More people did.
He was told that he had a long life and could live to be 120 years old, which made him laugh at the time. However, maybe it was accurate? In the past sixty years, he has never had any serious illness, and now he feels that his body is very strong. He got to know
He made several friends with whom he had frequent contact, and after ten or twenty years, they passed away one after another. Sometimes he attended their funerals, but sometimes he didn't - because he was too poor to do so.
At seventy, do whatever your heart desires.
He met an expert, a fairy who looked to be in her fifties. The fairy said that he had a long and almost infinite time, and even asked him directly if he had eaten anything that he should not have eaten. He thought about it again and again.
Think about it, recall it, what have you eaten in this life?
Everything was tasteless and must have been eaten by the sharks. The fairy suggested that he find some immortals to guide him and make more immortal connections. Although his lifespan is extremely long, his appearance will continue to age with age.
The bones of the body will also become fragile.
If he looked more skinny and frightening than a centenarian, he would probably not be welcomed by others. So he followed the fairy aunt's advice to get to know the immortals and learn the magic of immortality. At the age of 60, he finally learned how to disguise himself.
Use this method to turn yourself back into green
He looked like a young man. By consuming various medicinal materials and elixirs, and constantly practicing magical arts and martial arts, he finally reborn and regained a young body for his old soul. It was also at that time that an immortal who gave him guidance gave him a gift.
The name was changed to Tianhe.
Naturally, the mortal body of human beings cannot cross the gap between heaven and earth, and the same is true for immortals. It is just through practice that they have gained hundreds of years more time than ordinary people, and then they can be buried with a decent appearance. But he himself has the immortality
A time that I also envy.
But he still felt lonely as never before.
What's good? Only when you have no desires and demands can you become an immortal. But pursuing longevity and being greedy for life and afraid of death are not the greatest greeds. He can't understand it, and there are many things he can't understand. Wandering among the crowd, listening to the children
The crying, laughing, and fighting of young men and women all made him feel extremely noisy. He didn't bother to own these things...even though he had never had them. He missed the age to understand these things, and these things would never be available again.
Not coming anymore.
It doesn't matter, it's not a valuable thing worth mentioning...
After learning that the life span was longer than that of those immortals, he felt even more bored. At least the former could still do meaningful things in their limited time, no matter for others or themselves. He felt that he might be a "submissive person"
A person who, no matter what happens, can accept it calmly or even happily. He
He has lived a fulfilling human life...and this life is still going on with no end in sight. He has traveled to many places, including his parents' hometown and his own birthplace, and even visited more distant places.
Kingdom. He has heard a lot of grand history and witnessed many small stories.
From the initial amazement, to the accustomed calmness, to the vague boredom, and now the insensitivity. Can human beings break through the limitations of the population? Maybe not, the shackles of human nature limit too many things. Dynasties change, city-states rise and fall.
;myth
Come again, the legend reappears... No matter what you see, hear, touch or say, the bigger it becomes, the more empty it becomes; the smaller it becomes, the more nothingness it becomes. Human beings repeat the sad past again and again, repeating it again and again.
A meaningless farce of old and new wine bottles is going on.
Because of confusion, I act on the spot, and because of confusion, I don’t speak sincerely. Time has passed, and I am still a lost goose. Everything has its beginning and its end.
There is nothing new on the dusty web.
There is no family, no lover, not even friends - and cannot have them. No one can accompany someone whose life is longer than his own. Regardless of the moment of separation, life or death, it is hard to say whether he can hold on until then. What's more, this empty place Nothing can be filled in my heart, and over time, nothing can be put in.
He also visited many people, people who were free from the secular world. Scholars were immersed in inquiry and could still be intoxicated by the endless flow of knowledge; believers worshiped gods and Buddhas and could also find comfort in fantasy and longing. He had nothing and could not understand anything. He had no god of his own...but he had met a "god", and that was one of the two people he rarely remembered deeply.
One was Gandharva, the god of incense who had not yet ascended the throne at that time.
"This kind of fragrant pill can bring people back to life." He was holding something in one hand, and there was one in the other hand. "And this is the resurrecting pill. It is an imitation made by the northern continent in our name. It's nothing. It can be used, but it can only temporarily bring back a few strands of the soul of the deceased, which will soon dissipate. And our soul-returning incense can regenerate skin, flesh and bones. The skin is in tatters, so what's the use of the afterimage of the soul? With our It’s nothing more than an illusion.”
"What if someone accidentally eats it?" Chu Tianhe asked.
"This small resurrecting pill can temporarily calm the souls of humans that are about to dissipate, but it is of little use. You know, humans are very fragile, right? But the living must be careful with my resurrecting incense. There are sharks in it. The bone powder is used as a medicine." The Gandharva looked at him meaningfully, "You and I are destined, so I will give you one, but you must use it properly."
The other one is a painter.
"If a painting is properly preserved, it can be stored for thousands of years. Paintings preserve beautiful things in this moment forever. The same goes for people."
"But he can't speak or move."
"People who always live in a certain moment must be very lonely, right? Compared with a painting, it is no different."
"...Then would you be willing to make a painting that can both talk and move?"
"Huh? Let me think about it...if that's the case, maybe it's pretty good, right?"
This painter aroused Chu Tianhe's slight interest. After all, he was different from the people he had met over the years. It would be great if the painter could survive forever. He really wanted to have a friend with whom he could talk.
But it's a pity that the painter died, and he never thought about it. They didn't know each other for too long... and he became alone again.
