Zhou Shu had a dream and felt that he had returned to his previous life and became a diligent worker again.
Work, marriage, having children, birth, old age, illness and death...
The moment he finally entered the crematorium, he suddenly woke up.
His whole body felt like it was being burned by high temperature, and Zhou Shu couldn't help but let out a cold snort due to the heartbreaking pain.
"Are you awake?"
A voice sounded in Zhou Shu's ears.
Zhou Shu tried his best to open his eyes, only to feel a dark red color in front of his eyes. He knew that it was the cause of bloodshot eyes.
"Who are you? Where am I?"
Zhou Shu said, his mouth was so dry that his throat seemed to be stuck together.
Without any strength in his body, Zhou Shu couldn't even turn his head, and couldn't see the owner of the voice.
"My name is Cao Yue, and this is Jieqiao Village."
The voice continued, and then Zhou Shu felt a hand stretched out in front of him, holding a bowl.
"It'll be fine if you wake up. Uncle Peng said that as long as you wake up, you won't die."
The voice seemed a little childish, and said with a hint of joy, "Your body is still very hot, drink some water first."
The hand passed the bowl to Zhou Shu's mouth, and then Zhou Shu felt the water flow into his mouth.
He smiled bitterly in his heart, he was so weak now that he didn't even have the strength to drink water.
The burning feeling in his body left him no time to think too much and he swallowed the water in his mouth.
A bowl of water was quickly poured into Zhou Shu's mouth.
At this time, Zhou Shu saw clearly that the person feeding him water was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.
The young man had a ruddy complexion and was dressed in coarse linen clothes of a simple style, with some places already worn white.
It seems that this is an ordinary mountain village boy.
"Jieqiao Village..."
Zhou Shu thought to himself that he had never heard of this name.
But the world is so big, and he doesn’t know the name of every small village.
After drinking a bowl of water, he felt that the burning sensation in his body subsided slightly.
Although I am still weak, my spirits are much better.
He feels a little lucky now. In order to kill Xuan Ming Tian Hei Emperor, he did not hesitate to destroy the divine weapon map.
The divine weapon map spontaneously combusted, and he thought that he himself would also turn into ashes.
Unexpectedly, I survived in the end.
This should be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.
As for being seriously injured and feeling weak now, I will slowly recover and I will recover.
"Little brother, which country does Jieqiao Village belong to?"
Zhou Shu regained some strength and asked.
The fourteen or fifteen-year-old mountain village boy had doubts on his face, "Which country? What do you mean?"
He wondered.
Zhou Shu was stunned and smiled bitterly in his heart. This young man from the mountain village didn't even know which country he was from?
It seems that this Jieqiao Village should be a very remote small village.
"Did you save me?"
Zhou Shu shook his head in his heart and asked.
If Jieqiao Village is too remote, it will not be easy to return to Huaxia Pavilion.
In his current condition, he cannot even stand up, and it is impossible for him to go back independently.
"Uncle Peng and I saved you together."
The young man from the mountain village named Cao Yue nodded and said, "When Uncle Peng and I were mining, we found you lying on the back mountain with your body still on fire. After we put out the fire, Uncle Peng carried you back."<
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"Who are you? Why did you faint in the back mountain?"
Cao Yue asked curiously.
Looking at him like that, I'm not very curious about Zhou Shu being on fire.
"I encountered a strong enemy..."
Zhou Shu said casually that he didn't know where Jieqiao Village was, so he couldn't tell the truth.
Zhou Shu is not a fledgling boy now, and he still has the precautions he should have.
In his current situation, he has almost no ability to protect himself. If his identity is exposed, it is difficult to say what will be waiting for him.
The human race is not without bad people.
"So that's it."
Cao Yue said excitedly, "The story told by the village storyteller is exactly the same."
"Uncle, are you that kind of powerful and powerful hero?"
Cao Yue said.
"Hero?"
Zhou Shu was stunned. This title seemed very far away from him.
Who would call him a hero?
"I'm not a hero."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "I'm just an ordinary craftsman."
He originally wanted to say that he was a weapon maker, but when he thought about it, it seemed that for a boy from a mountain village, a weapon maker was also a very important figure.
"A craftsman."
Cao Yue seemed a little disappointed, but a smile appeared on his face in a flash, "You are a good craftsman. Uncle Peng said that if you rely on your craftsmanship to eat, you will never be hungry."
The young man's simple smile made Zhou Shu feel a little dazed.
How long has it been since he saw such a smile?
He and the people around him have been fighting with Xuan Mingtian's people, and no one has shown a sincere smile for a long time.
I don’t know if I killed Emperor Xuan Ming Tian Hei with my last desperate blow.
"Even if he is not completely killed, within a short period of time, he will be absolutely unable to attack the human race again."
Zhou Shu was still very confident in his final blow.
His attack consumed a total of 11,086 innate divine weapons, and also integrated the power of a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, generals and Netherworld Guards.
Even he himself almost died. If this still can't severely damage Xuan Ming Tian Hei Emperor, then Xuan Ming Tian Hei Emperor is too strong.
However, Zhou Shu did not see the final result, so he was a little unsure whether Xuanming Tianhei Emperor was dead or not.
"Xuan Mingtian's threat has been lifted, and the human race will not be in a life-or-death crisis for the time being. I don't have to rush back. I will recover from my injuries here first."
Zhou Shu said to himself.
He has almost no ability to protect himself now, so showing up rashly may not be a good thing.
And he can't contact Yin Wuyou and the others now, so he can't ask them to come pick him up.
This small mountain village seemed quite safe. He thought it would be a good idea to recover a little here before leaving.
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Zhou Shu had been tense before, and now he wanted to relax.
This Jieqiao Village is a nice place.
"Brother Cao, where is the Uncle Peng you are talking about?"
Zhou Shu asked.
After all, he was his savior, so Zhou Shu wanted to thank him in person.
And if he wants to recuperate here, he still has to say hello to the adults.
"Uncle Peng went into the mountains to mine, and he hasn't come back yet."
Cao Yue said, "Uncle, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
Zhou Shu shook his head and was about to refuse when suddenly his stomach growled.
Nodding awkwardly.
His body is extremely weak now, and there is not a trace of spiritual energy in his body. Eating is the easiest way to replenish energy.
Cao Yue trotted out to find food. Only then did Zhou Shu have time to observe his surroundings.
Just as he imagined, this was an ordinary, even shabby, room, surrounded by wooden walls. There was nothing else in the room except a bed and a table.
Zhou Shu didn't care much about this.
I think back when he was still an apprentice at Daxia Casting Arms, the conditions in the workshop were even worse than here.
"Atlas of Divine Weapons!"
Zhou Shu called in his heart.
There was no change at all in front of him. The once familiar atlas of divine weapons did not appear in front of him as before.
Zhou Shu felt a little sad, the map of the divine weapons was really gone.
In order to fight to the death of Xuan Ming Tian Hei Emperor, he burned the divine weapon map to summon the more than 10,000 innate divine weapons.
After one blow, all the innate divine weapons were destroyed, and the map of the divine weapons also disappeared.
There was no regret, but Zhou Shu's heart was filled with sadness.
The Atlas of Divine Weapons has been by his side since he embarked on the path of cultivation. It is Zhou Shu’s most solid comrade-in-arms and backing.
But now, this comrade has disappeared.
"Thank you, comrade."
Zhou Shu murmured to himself.
Suddenly, Zhou Shu's heart moved.
He raised his hand, and a small blue flame appeared in his palm.
There were also flames jumping in Zhou Shu's pupils, and something like fragments flashed past in his pupils.
Fragments of the Divine Weapon Atlas!
Zhou Shu was ecstatic, there were fragments of the divine weapon map!
With Zhou Shu's current skill in forging weapons, in fact, even without the atlas of divine weapons, he can still forge innate divine weapons and even cave-like divine weapons.
Even the rewards from the Divine Weapon Atlas, Zhou Shu no longer cared much about.
But the Divine Weapon Map itself is of great significance to him.
Those were his comrades who walked side by side all the way!
It was because of him that the Divine Weapon Atlas would burn itself before.
If given the chance, Zhou Shu would definitely recast the divine weapon map!
However, although there are still fragments of the divine weapon map left, it is not an easy task to re-cast the divine weapon map.
To this day, Zhou Shu still doesn't know exactly how the divine weapon map was forged, and in Zhou Shu's current state, let alone the divine weapon map, he is unable to cast even ordinary innate divine weapons. p>
"Old man, wait for me. Sooner or later, I will recast you."
Zhou Shu clenched his fists, and the cluster of small blue flames disappeared, and he murmured to himself.
"Uncle, we only have some dry food at home, so you can rest on your stomach first. I will go hunting in the mountains with Uncle Peng later."
Cao Yue walked in with a few steamed buns and said apologetically.
"It would be great if you have dry food, thank you."
Zhou Shu smiled and said, he took the steamed bun from Cao Yue's hand, and then ate it with big mouthfuls, as if he was eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas.
After a while, Zhou Shu had already devoured those steamed buns, leaving Cao Yue stunned.
If he hadn't known that what he brought over was just an ordinary steamed bun, Cao Yue would have thought he was eating something delicious.
After eating a few steamed buns, Zhou Shu felt that his strength had recovered a little.
He looked down at his body. There was a bandage on his body, and the skin under the bandage felt like it was burning.
He knew that it was the sequelae of the previous outbreak.
It was a blessing that his body was not burned to ashes. This injury is nothing.
"Brother Cao, are your parents at home?"
Zhou Shu was seriously injured, and recovery would not take a day or two. He was not in a hurry to heal his injuries, but looked at Cao Yue and said.
"I have no parents. I was picked up by Uncle Peng and I have lived with him since I was a child."
Cao Yue said, his eyes became a little dim.
"Sorry."
Zhou Shu was startled. He didn't expect to ask about Cao Yue's pain points.
"It's okay, I'm used to it. I'm fine now. Uncle Peng treats me very well."
Cao Yue forced out a smile and said, "Uncle Peng also taught me a lot of things."
"Then Uncle Peng must be a good man."
Zhou Shu said with a smile.
He could see that Cao Yue and Uncle Peng lived in poverty.
But no one said that if you live in poverty, you will definitely be unhappy.
At least in Zhou Shu's opinion, the smile on Cao Yue's face was sincere.
"Uncle Peng is certainly a good man."
Cao Yue said with certainty, "In order to help everyone repair farm tools, Uncle Peng has been going to the mountains to look for ore for several days."
"If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have discovered you. If it weren't for taking care of you today, I would have gone into the mountains with Uncle Peng."
Cao Yue looked a little disappointed.
"Sorry."
Zhou Shu was silent for a moment and then said.
He never thought that one day he would become a burden to others.
"It's okay."
Cao Yue has a young mind, and unhappiness can come and go quickly. He smiled and said, "We can't just ignore death, right?"
Zhou Shu smiled, they were his saviors, how should he thank them?
Cao Yue is just a mountain village boy without any scheming. After just a few words, Zhou Shu has already figured out his true identity.
He has lived in this small mountain village called Jieqiao Village since he was a child, and has been to the farthest place, which is another village dozens of miles away.
That village is the closest village to Jieqiao Village.
It’s no wonder that he doesn’t know which country this place belongs to. How much can a young man who has only moved within a hundred miles from birth to now know?
There are not many people in Jieqiao Village, and there are only a hundred households in the whole village.
They mainly make a living by farming and hunting, and they only hear about martial arts from storytellers.
This is an ordinary small mountain village.
However, Zhou Shu was also a little curious. Even if Cao Yue had never left the small mountain village, Xuanmingtian's previous invasion started from the sky. Logically speaking, he should be able to see it.
"Xiao Cao! Xiao Cao!"
Zhou Shu was thinking about it when suddenly there were panicked shouts from outside.
"Oh no, something happened to Uncle Peng!"
As soon as Cao Yue heard this, his whole face changed, and he hurriedly ran out.
Zhou Shu frowned slightly, something happened to Uncle Peng?
He managed to sit up from the bed. Such a simple movement made his breathing become much heavier.
He sighed secretly. His injury this time was really too serious. Without the atlas of the divine weapon, he didn't know how long it would take for him to fully recover.
He took a few deep breaths and regained some strength before holding on to the wall and walking out.
As Zhou Shu moved into the yard step by step, he saw several people walking in surrounded by a stretcher.
Cao Yue was holding the stretcher, his eyes red from crying.
"Brother Cao!"
Zhou Shu asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Peng?"
His eyes fell on the stretcher being carried by everyone.
Lying on the stretcher was a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. The man's gray hair was a little messy, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was very weak.
His chest seemed to have been scratched by the claws of some ferocious beast, leaving a shocking wound, and blood was still dripping down.
"Uncle Peng, Uncle Peng..."
Cao Yue sobbed and burst into tears.
"Stop talking nonsense and come to the doctor quickly."
A villager shouted loudly.
On the stretcher, Uncle Peng's body twitched slightly.
"Bring the person over here and let me take a look!"
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
His voice made the villagers stunned.
"Who are you?"
A villager said.
"Bring it over!"
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
He was so majestic that the villagers were stunned. They moved involuntarily and lifted him in front of Zhou Shu.
It wasn't until they put down the stretcher that they came to their senses.
"What's going on?"
Several villagers looked at each other.
Cao Yue was so happy that he rushed to Zhou Shu's side and hugged Zhou Shu's thigh.
"Uncle, you can save Uncle Peng, right?"
Cao Yue begged, "I beg you, save Uncle Peng! Uncle Peng is a good man, please save her. As long as you can save Uncle Peng, I will do anything you want!"
Zhou Shu's figure swayed for a while, and he almost fell to the ground.
He is extremely weak now, and now just standing has exhausted his strength. There is no way he can resist Cao Yue shaking like this.
"Brother Cao, don't worry, let me see how Uncle Peng is doing."
Zhou Shu said helplessly. He squatted down and reached out to hold Uncle Peng's wrist.
Zhou Shu doesn't know much about medical skills, but he is well-informed after all, and ordinary minor injuries are not a problem for him.
Uncle Peng's chest was injured by the sharp claws of the beast. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the internal organs could almost be seen.
This kind of injury is serious enough to be fatal to ordinary people.
But this Uncle Peng is still breathing a sigh of relief.
Zhou Shu was thoughtful.
If his cultivation is still there, it would not be difficult for him to treat such an injury.
But now...
Zhou Shu pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Cao, when you found me, were there anything else around me?"
If the Heavenly Emperor Sword is still there, then the problem will be easier to solve.
There are also marrow-cleansing pills and realm-breaking pills in his Heavenly Emperor Sword, making it easy to treat this kind of trauma.
Cao Yue shook his head with tears in his eyes, "No, there was nothing where we found you, even the stones were burned black..."
Zhou Shu sighed in his heart. He knew that things were not that easy. The Emperor's Sword was lost somewhere.
Then we can only give it a try.
Zhou Shu stretched out his hand to press the wound on Uncle Peng's chest, and a small flame suddenly appeared in his palm.
"What are you doing!"
Seeing his actions, the faces of the villagers changed drastically, and they rushed forward one after another, trying to stop Zhou Shu.
Cao Yue's expression also changed drastically, "Uncle, what are you going to do?!"
He reached out and grabbed Zhou Shu's arm to prevent Zhou Shu's hand from touching Uncle Peng.
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, and an invisible momentum spread out. Cao Yue and several villagers were shaken all over and froze in mid-air.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of Zhou Shu's mouth, but his palm was firmly pressed on the wound on Uncle Peng's chest.