In front of Fu Yang's eyes, the end of this vast wasteland appeared.
A quaint ancient city appeared in front of him!
At this moment, Fu Yang almost knelt on the ground and kissed the ground, with tears streaming down his face.
"Brother, I finally came out, damn it! It's been a whole year. I didn't even have anyone to talk to. It was really a narrow escape."
Indeed, during this year, Fu Yang was so tortured that he almost forgot that he was in an illusory world of consciousness...
If it weren't for his love and longing for Wei Ke, he felt that loneliness and loneliness alone could destroy him!
After all, human beings are social creatures. Spending a year alone would still face the tremendous pressure of death every day, and the average person would have suffered a mental breakdown long ago.
At this moment, Fu Yang was no different from a savage in a ravine.
The clothes on his body have long been in tatters, and now he wears animal skins sewn from the softest skins of wild animals such as tiger skins and wolf skins.
During this year, he seemed to understand why many nomads or barbarians in ancient times liked to wear their trophies on their bodies. Because it was indeed very satisfying.
After hunting wild beasts, you would choose the best piece of their fur and sew it on your body. For a long time, a piece of animal skin has been a symbol of your strength!
In addition to wearing animal skin clothes, Fu Yang's hair is also very long, and it is a little dirty because it has not been washed with water for a long time. The skin on his face is dry, vicissitudes of life, and dark.
Hanging on his waist were all kinds of wild game that had just been caught in the past few days, and he was swaying as he walked.
In fact, in this year, he completed the so-called task of "seeing the heaven and the earth". His Taoist heart has become extremely strong!
"It looks like this is the next test of seeing living beings, right? It seems to be the ancient city created by Sanqingling and me. Go in and take a look. It's been so long since I've seen a living person that I'm almost at a loss.
Talking beast..."
Fu Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking secretly in his heart.
After walking a few steps, we arrived at the gate of the city.
Just like what I have seen in books or TV series, there are inspection guards standing at the entrance of the ancient city.
Fu Yang just walked over and didn't have time to speak.
The two guards immediately covered their noses with fear on their faces, and shouted loudly: "Oh my God! Did you, a savage-like guy, just get out of the cesspit? The stench is terrible, unbelievable."
As if to match their words, a younger guard standing guard next to him glanced at Fu Yang and vomited with a "wow" sound.
Fu Yang suddenly had a dark look on his face and cursed silently in his heart.
"Damn it, uncle! Is it really that smelly? Why can't I smell it myself?"
Of course, he didn't dare to say this kind of thing openly. If the other party got upset and refused to let him enter the city, it would be very painful.
Although after a year of training alone in the wilderness, he was confident that fighting ten of them would be trivial, but after all, they were guards guarding the city and an army.
So I could only accompany the smiling face, and handed over some game meat in a polite manner as a fee for entering the city...
The young guard took it from Fu Yang's hand tremblingly, turned his head, and vomited again.
After passing a small farce at the city gate, Fu Yang finally entered the city.
I saw the city at this time, with shops lined on both sides of the streets, wine flags waving, and the afterglow of the setting sun at dusk shining lightly on the red bricks and green tiles, or the bright reliefs on the cornices of the pavilions.
It adds a bit of haziness and poetry to the evening view of the prosperous ancient city in front of you.
He was walking casually, with faces of ordinary people coming and going that were old, elegant, fresh, or worldly. Cars and horses were moving, and people were flowing in. Not far away, the penetrating voices of traders could be heard faintly.
There were shouts and occasionally a horse neighing, and Fu Yang felt as if he was in a colorful and rich picture.
"It's great, this is the human world. It's great to see so many people..."
Fu Yang was just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He looked everywhere while walking, greedily feeling the feeling of the world of mortals. This year in the wilderness, he could only keep company with all kinds of beasts. He was really going crazy.
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But soon, a real problem faced Fu Yang again: no money!
As long as there are people in a place, money is needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation...
I had no choice but to sell some of the game meat I had left.
So he sat down cross-legged and took out a few hares and pheasants still wrapped around his waist, as well as some fresh mushrooms and other things in his animal skin pockets to sell.
This purely natural mountain delicacy was very popular and sold out quickly.
After getting a few taels of silver, Fu Yang bought some clothes and went to an inn to get a room.
Get ready to take a bath quickly!
When washing the first barrel, the color of the water was the same as ink. The color of the water in the second barrel was still ink...
It was only after washing in the fourth barrel that the color of the water began to fade.
Finally, after using nine large wooden barrels of water, the color became normal.
"I'm so awesome! It's really amazing. I used nine large barrels of water to take a shower. Can I apply for the Guinness World Record?"
This guy is not ashamed, but proud. He is also drunk!
After taking a shower, Fu Yang spent all the remaining money on ordering a large table of food. Looking at the steaming food, he burst into tears again. He wolfed down the food and was so scared that the waiter almost thought it was coming.
Humanoid monster...
The basic problem was solved, and the money problem became a difficult problem before Fu Yang again.
There was no way, in this ancient society, he could hardly do other jobs. He had no choice but to stay in this hotel and work as a waiter.
I do the work of wiping tables, guiding guests, ordering and serving dishes every day.
At first I felt aggrieved, but then I gradually got used to it. At least, no matter what, life here will not be in danger every day like the previous year!
In this illusory world of consciousness formed by teaching, the second year gradually passed. u read the book wwuuknshunt
During this year, Fu Yang served as a waiter in an inn, welcoming and escorting guests. He saw a lot of people and the world, and also experienced a lot.
The originally strong and tenacious heart was like a sharp and angular stone, but now it has been polished and rounded by human feelings and sophistication.
It is said that it is as square as a human being and as smooth as the sky.
But Fu Yang was getting more and more worried because the third year had finally arrived.
That will also be the most severe test year!
"According to what the other me said, in the last year, as an ordinary person, I will be hunted by the Maoshan sect for a year. If I survive it, my Taoist heart will be perfect, and I will be directly conferred successfully."
"It's just that I am just a waiter in this inn, so I should provoke the Maoshan sect's replacement, right? In this way, can I just wake up from this illusory world of consciousness in another year so easily?
, what about returning to reality?”
Fu Yang had such an idea in his mind. (Fourth update)!--flag0048--