You have to figure out how to eat by yourself. It is not difficult to eat well, but if you want to eat well, you need to work hard.
Fortunately, the Yanxuan Valley has spring-like weather all year round, with abundant rainfall and fertile soil. If you want to grow crops, you don’t have to worry about God not being kind to you.
Before the food was mature, the father and daughter had to rely on hunting, picking, fishing and other methods to obtain food.
The adoptive father is a capable person. When he goes out, he can often get more food and medicinal materials than the two of them need. Not only that, he is also good at discovering some gadgets that can make life more interesting, such as finding some plants that can be used as seasonings.
Find some gold and stones to make tools, find flower branches and other playful things that can be used for decoration.
If you go to live in seclusion in the wild with him, you will never have a hard and boring life. This is an old man who can surprise people.
Huanxin watched the pig skins and rabbit skins hanging on the eaves day by day. These were the harvest and labor results of her adoptive father.
The furs of various animals have separated from their flesh and bones and are stretched out by bamboo branches. They emit a weird smell, somewhere between rotten and bloody. The furs look quite embarrassed, like a disabled person who is struggling to walk while relying on utensils.
They are all spiritual, and the skins will never be satisfied with their condition. They are exposed to wind and rain, dry up a little, shrink a little but are forcibly opened. In the future, they will be classified as utensils and will be constantly worn and worn every day.
Eat ashes.
Huanxin can almost feel the oppressive pain firsthand.
So she begged her adoptive father not to kill small animals.
The adoptive father is an opportunist. He will not let go of any harvest in front of him. How much he hunts depends entirely on how many unlucky beasts he encounters. He has always disdained the behavior of only taking what he needs.
"I'll beat more, make bacon, pickle meat, and save it in the future...The leather can be used to sew bags and wrap furniture..." The adoptive father just thinks that the little girl is ignorant. The primitive life relies on careful accumulation of supplies to survive.
So he continued to educate his adopted daughter on the principles of life.
"No, Xin'er just feels that although they are wild beasts, they still have homes, and they will be sad if they lose them..."
The adoptive father looked a little unnatural and forced a smile, "Then the adoptive father will clean up these beasts and tidy them up, so it won't be sad."
Huan Xin couldn't laugh or cry, "Father, why are you like this?"
"Okay, Xin'er, I've always been too used to you. As a martial artist, there's no reason not to kill. You are kind-hearted and weak-tempered. I'm afraid you won't have the courage to even draw a sword when facing that enemy in the future.
None!" The adoptive father finally darkened his face. He realized that he was missing a big link in Huan Xin's education, and she needed to see blood!
"Later, my adoptive father will go to the woods to catch some rabbits. You kill them all, skin them and chop them into pieces. I will eat roast rabbit meat tonight."
For Huan Xin, this was like a bolt from the blue, "Father, I was wrong! Let's bypass Xin'er this time! Just be careful that Xin'er didn't say anything, okay?"
The adoptive father became more and more disappointed, "Kid, remember, you can be kind, but you can't be hypocritical or cowardly.
"I asked you to kill rabbits, but you still resisted. Why? In fact, you don't like these animals at all, you just think you can't see the blood.
"Thinking that if you can't see it, you can always be clean, just like those bald donkeys who talk about the three pure meats, bah! What a big talk! It's sanctimonious.
"As the saying goes, I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Killing is killing! How can anyone think that if he doesn't get blood, it doesn't count as killing? Could it be that the knife in your hand killed him? Haha! The world is slipping.
Damn it!
"Wait here! Don't move around. I'll go check out the trap I set last night. I'll let you kill whatever I catch."
The words of her adoptive father were so mean and cold, even the sword of frost and snow couldn't hurt more. After hearing this, Huanxin's whole body was drained of energy, as if those words were like a strong wind, destroying her humble and childish soul.
Leaving her flesh shell and floating in the boundless, dark sky, she felt so cold.
The adoptive father was indeed a believer and said he would come back with rabbits. Sure enough, he came back with three rabbits, one big and two small.
"Kill!" The adoptive father's words were unquestionable.
Okay, if you tell me to kill, of course I will kill. I will abandon kindness and sympathy, and let me become like those evil people.
Huanxin looked at the three hares curled up in a pair. Their hair was gray and yellow, dirty and smelly. They were so ugly, but their eyes were narrowed. The big rabbit squinted and hugged the two little ones tremblingly.
In arms.
Look at the rabbit on the ground.
The dim temple suddenly came to mind.
The sharp knives were waving, and the men in armor fell into a pool of blood. The splash of red blood dyed the statue horribly, as if the mud had eaten the soul of the person.
That year, the Yellow River overflowed, destroying villages and towns, and submerging fertile farmland. Not only did the people on both sides of the river suffer disaster, but there was also more famine in the world, and people died of hunger all over the fields. The hungry people changed their sons to eat.
Huan Xin was just a young girl at the time, and she was kidnapped by a group of soldiers.
They said they were officers and soldiers, but all the folks in the village and their dear parents were killed by them.
Bring everything that can be robbed. If the children need rations, bring them too.
Huanxin is one of the rations.
Like a rabbit on the ground.
Foster father, you are wrong, it is not that I have never seen blood.
I just don't want to commit myself to killing.
Madness can destroy people.
And killing is the prelude to madness.
Huanxin drew out the Fuyu Sword and stabbed three rabbits to death gently.
Why don't you run?
Yes, just like me, it's not that you don't want to run, but you are just too scared.
The anger on the adoptive father's livid face faded, and a smile gradually appeared, "Okay! She is indeed my adopted daughter! Let me do the rest for my father. You take your time and wait for dinner."
Huan Xin took back the sword.
The Divine Sword is the Divine Sword. It kills living beings without staining blood.
The blood dripped into the soil.
Instead of returning to the bamboo hut, she ran into the woods and wandered.
In summer, the chirping of cicadas is the basis of natural tunes. They are extremely noisy, but not unpleasant. If you are used to them, then the chirping of cicadas is almost everything in summer. If there are cicadas, it is midsummer. If there are no cicadas, it is spring or autumn.
But it's not summer.
Huan Xin originally wanted to find a quiet place.
I couldn't find it, and my ears were filled with the chirping of cicadas.
Gradually it calmed down and no longer felt noisy.
Get out of the woods.
There was a gurgling stream all around.
There is a small wooden house along the stream.
These woods are very new, the moisture has not been dried, and they look white.
Is it the residence of that fairy sister?
Huanxin walked towards the wooden house curiously.
Her adoptive father said not to associate with that weirdo, but she decided not to listen to him.
There were no doors or windows, and it was pitch black from the outside.
"Is the fairy sister here?"
The little girl called.
A faint golden light rose in the room, like dots of fireflies.
“So beautiful!”
In the dim light, a white robe was vaguely revealed. The Lord's face was kind and peaceful, and an epiphyllum pattern between his eyebrows shone softly.
