Liu Qinghuan lay motionless on the bed for half a month before he could barely move his body. But as long as he could move, he could put the resurrection pill in the storage ring into his mouth, and the speed of recovery from his injuries would also be greatly increased.
In the first few days of this half month, many villagers came to see him. They looked at him with surprise and regret, and said a few words incomprehensible to his bedside.
It can be seen from the clothes and demeanor of these people that this village is not only not rich, but may also be living in poverty.
Liu Qinghuan's injuries were extremely serious. Almost all the bones in his body were broken into pieces, not to mention the damage to his internal organs and abdomen. With such injuries, if he were a mortal, he would have died long ago. But as an immortal cultivator, as long as his Dantian is not broken,
, the meridians will not wither or break, and physical damage can always be recovered.
However, Liu Qinghuan's body was so seriously injured that it took him half a month to get up.
During this period, it was the boy who first discovered him who took care of him. He brought him fish or vegetable soup every day, wiped his face carefully, chattered beside his bed, and because of Liu Qinghuan
Every day gets better and better, and I scream in surprise.
Early that morning, the boy entered the thatched cottage where he was, carrying an old but clean bowl, and found Liu Qinghuan sitting on the bedside.
He yelled and shouted a word, the ending sound rising.
Liu Qinghuan guessed that the other party was asking about his situation, so he nodded.
The boy walked up quickly, put the clear and watery wild vegetable soup in his hand on the tattered wooden table next to him, looked at him with two shining black eyes, smiled naively and spoke for a long time.
Liu Qinghuan didn't understand. He shook his head and whispered two words: "Awen."
These were two words that others often heard when calling a boy, and he assumed it was his name.
Sure enough, the boy said "ah" in surprise and said something expectantly.
Liu Qinghuan pointed at herself: "Liu Qinghuan."
"Liu Qihuan?"
"Liu Qinghuan."
The boy jumped up happily: "Liu Qinghuan! Liu Qinghuan@#$%..." Then he ran out and came back soon with a middle-aged couple.
These two people were Awen's parents. Liu Qinghuan said his name to them again. The couple, who looked honest and honest, grinned and said a long sentence regardless of whether he understood or not.
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Liu Qinghuan also asked: "Where is this place, where is it in Yunmengze Continent, and what are your names?"
The first exchange was completed happily in this chicken-and-duck situation, and both parties were very happy.
Liu Qinghuan began to ask Awen to teach him the language here, and he pointed at everything in the house to learn. After two days, he was able to go to the ground, he was exposed to more things, and he learned faster. As long as Awen said it once, as a monk, he
Just remember it.
Awen was naturally surprised and admired Liu Qinghuan's super recovery ability and language learning speed. He looked at him with more and more admiration, and often secretly touched his simple but extremely neat green shirt.
The one he wore before was already stained with blood, and Liu Qinghuan naturally couldn't bear it after being able to move. Not only did he change his clothes, he also used the dust purification technique to remove all the accumulated dirt on his body.
With such a serious injury, he was able to get out of bed and move around in just one to twenty days. His clothes were never dirty, and his hair was not tangled like the villagers. It was always straight and elegant. Liu Qinghuan's various things naturally aroused strong curiosity among the villagers.
Heart, and palpable awe.
Fortunately, his immortal appearance, like the breeze and the bright moon, did not cause much panic. He only attracted people to see him every day, either openly or secretly, and kept saying the word "immortal" in their mouths.
This was what he understood after slowly learning the language here. In front of these mortals, Liu Qinghuan didn't care about exposing his identity as an immortal cultivator.
The small fishing village is simple but peaceful, with only a few dozen households in the village. The men go to sea during the day, and the women barely grow a little food on the barren mountain land.
Almost a month after arriving in the small fishing village, Liu Qinghuan climbed up the tallest mountain nearby and looked into the distance.
On one side is the vast sea, on the other side are the endless mountains. Except for this fishing village, there seems to be no human habitation for hundreds of miles.
This place is like a corner deep into the sea, forgotten by the prosperous world.
At this time, the coast in the distance caught his attention. A group of about thirty people came slowly along the coast. They were all dressed in uniform clothes. They were all strong and strong, and they were guarding the middle.
A magnificent carriage was heading towards the fishing village.
These people are obviously very high-status people. Why did they come to such a dilapidated fishing village? Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment, then threw it away: It's none of his business, it doesn't matter what they do.
That night when he was in the house, he could hear the excitement outside. As expected, the group of people entered the village in the evening and immediately caused a sensation.
Ah Wen came back from joining in the fun and jumped up and down and said: "Uncle Zhang Wu, the youngest son of Grandpa Zhang's family, is back! I heard that he became a very big official outside and brought a lot of meat to Grandpa Zhang, and he also grew well.
Long ginseng…”
He talked excitedly for a long time, then took out a handful of candies from his arms: "Uncle Liu, I grabbed this for you to eat!"
Liu Qinghuan smiled and returned the candy to him: "You can eat it. I'm not a child and I don't like candy."
Awen narrowed his eyes with a smile and stuffed a candy into his mouth.
In fact, Liu Qinghuan was already preparing to leave the village in two days. At this time, his injuries were basically under control, and the rest needed to be recovered slowly. After generally learning the language here, he was ready to find a quiet place to return.
Conditioning.
But first, we need to figure out what exactly this place is. From Awen's parents, he only knew that this was Xijiaozui Village, Guanglin County, Zhou State. When asked which state it was, their expressions were blank.
Zhou Guo? Liu Qinghuan recalled Yunmengze's geographical history. He remembered that Zhou Guo seemed to be a mortal country close to the northern border of ice and snow. But the climate here is hot, and there is no shadow of ice anywhere.
However, the mortal kingdoms change very quickly. Sometimes the name of the country changes when the emperor changes. The world of immortals has never paid much attention to the mortal kingdoms, and the geography will only be updated every tens or hundreds of years. It is possible that this is the case for the Zhou Kingdom.
It's just a country name.
But their language was completely different from his own, which puzzled Liu Qinghuan the most. If he hadn't seen the half-part Spring Festival couplets posted on both sides of Awen's door, the characters on which were familiar to him, Liu Qinghuan would have thought that he was being raped.
The turtle is brought to other interfaces...
The common script in Yunmengze Continent is called Zhengxian Style, which has been inherited from ancient times. It is not that there were no other characters in the past, but then they slowly disappeared with the passage of time. Only Zhengxian Style has never been eradicated. And the world of cultivating immortals has been around for a long time.
I have done special research on this and found that spells written in Zhengxian script are more effective than those written in other words, and the recorded classics should also be preserved for a longer period of time.
Some people speculate that the Zhengxian body is inherited from the immortal literature, otherwise it would not have this effect.
Therefore, he could be sure that he was still in the Yunmengze interface and not in another interface. After thinking hard these days, he guessed that he might have taken the Penglai Chelag Turtle and traveled through space inadvertently. At the same time, he was terrified.
, can survive the space shuttle, it can only be said that he has a great life.
"Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu." Awen ran into the thatched house where Liu Qinghuan lived like a breeze: "The village chief is here to find you!"
Liu Qinghuan opened her eyes and put down her crossed legs: "What does the village chief want from me?"
"I don't know! The village chief brought many people with him, and Uncle Zhang Wu is also here."