Tian Yuan

Chapter 2065 Shijiang Town, can you eat it?

As far as the eye can see, there is a simply built wooden house with a lot of gravel and mud in the corners, and a few vibrant grasses growing in some places.

The door was closed and there were cries from inside.

Standing outside the door was an honest young man wearing coarse linen clothes and with an ordinary appearance. He paced back and forth, looking nervous and worried.

Half an hour later, the wooden door opened with a clang.

A middle-aged woman rushed out quickly, with a happy look on her face, and said to the people outside the door: "A big fat boy was born, and both mother and child are safe."

The young man, who was originally extremely anxious, was very excited when he heard the good news and kept shouting: "Good! Good!"

With the midwife's permission, the young father, who had just become a father, walked in cautiously. He took one look at his pale wife and the crying child in the cradle, and burst into tears of joy.

Afterwards, the young man took out some change and stuffed it into the hands of the midwife and the neighbor girl who came to help, thanking them repeatedly.

In the clouds, Chen Qingyuan watched this scene with a calm expression, muttering to himself: "In order to seek a life of freedom, I was born with disabled meridians and will not enter the path of cultivation."

After a quick glance around, he gained full control of the situation here.

This is a mortal town called Shijiang Town, with a strong atmosphere of worldly life.

About 50,000 people live in this area, peacefully and healthily.

What remains unchanged is the clear class distinction.

The rich and powerful live a luxurious life with fine clothes and delicious food, while the poor work hard every day to have enough food and clothing.

Fortunately, this is the area under the jurisdiction of Buddhism, and the phenomenon of excessive exploitation is relatively rare. Although the lower-class people are relatively poor, they are still relatively safe. As long as they do not actively cause trouble and do not suffer from sudden illnesses, they can generally die of natural causes.

"How far can a mortal body go?"

"In this life, you will most likely be trapped in this small town."

"Liu Nansheng didn't know about it, and you haven't awakened your wisdom. How did you meet in just a hundred years?"

Chen Qingyuan thought about this question with a heavy expression.

To be honest, he didn't want the old monk's efforts to go to waste. He had saved the common people for more than 20,000 years, just to get a hundred years for himself.

How sad it would be if a hundred years passed without making up for the regret.

"Can fate really bring them together again?"

The universe is so vast. Regardless of the entire Shenzhou, just talking about the East, the number of galaxies that breed life is definitely more than tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

Even if Liu Nansheng had not left the East, it would have been difficult for him to come here in a short time.

Even if Liu Nansheng came, could he stay in this small town? Could he recognize the reincarnated old monk?

There are too many uncertainties and little hope.

Chen Qingyuan had no intention of contacting Liu Nansheng, but just let things take their course.

The Emperor's Soldier Buddha's Hand has already reminded you not to interfere.

Furthermore, Chen Qingyuan also wanted to take this opportunity to further comprehend the law of fate of the Diao Laojun, and by the way refine a few precious medicines to improve his own cultivation.

Until now, Chen Qingyuan has not been able to cultivate to the perfection of the ninth step of the Divine Bridge.

This last small realm might trouble Chen Qingyuan for many years, or he might overcome it in the next moment.

To reach the peak of Quasi-Emperor, resources are secondary, while understanding and opportunity are the key.

Even though Chen Qingyuan possessed the terrifying power to defeat the ancient emperor, he didn't know when he could take this small step forward.

As early as the extremely ancient period, the timelines of various parts of the universe were unified. It might be the will of the great way, or it might be the work of terrifying existence.

It is difficult for people in later generations to know the specific reason.

In the eighth year of the imperial calendar, in a corner of Shijiang Town, a five-year-old boy was playing and fighting with his peers, and he was very happy.

A few children sometimes go to the stream to pick up beautiful little stones, and sometimes play in the mud.

Before playing with mud, the little boy would urinate on it to make the mud softer and stickier so that he could pile it into the shape he wanted.

"Brother Zhou, why does your pee look like a little bug?"

There was a four-year-old girl next to him, with dirty braids. She was staring at the little boy who was peeing, speaking in her hometown dialect with a curious look on her face.

The five-year-old boy named Zhou was concentrating on peeing and didn't answer. He held his hands and aimed at the pile of mud, fearing that he would pee in the wrong direction and cause waste.

"Si Ya, turn around quickly. My mother said that boys shouldn't pee in front of girls. It's embarrassing!"

A seven-year-old boy immediately blocked the girl's view and said seriously, "He didn't have to pee for the time being, so he gave this task to the little boy from the Zhou family."

"Oh."

Several girl children turned around slowly and reluctantly.

After the Zhou family child finished peeing, he put on his pants, revealed an innocent smile, and showed off his results to everyone: "Try it now, it will definitely work."

Everyone gathered around, not minding the mud that had been soaked in urine. They even started fighting for it, fearing that they would get one less piece.

There was clearly a large bucket of water less than three meters away.

Perhaps mud mixed with boy's urine would be more fun.

No matter which area they are in, all the kids in the village play like this.

"Look at the sword I made."

A boy holds his masterpiece in both hands, his face full of pride, and speaks loudly to attract the attention of others, expecting praise from his peers.

"Your sword is not as big as mine."

Another boy finished his work, with a few specks of mud and dust on his face. He shouted loudly, looking extremely proud.

The children were all showing off their achievements and jumping for joy.

"Brother Zhou, you haven't finished kneading it yet?"

After everyone had chattered for a while, they gathered around the Zhou family boy who was still squatting on the ground, as if they were discussing something big.

"what is this?"

Looking at the round piece of mud on the ground, the companions were puzzled.

"cake."

The boy from the Zhou family slowly picked up the mud from the ground.

"Can I eat it?"

someone asked.

"Why don't you try it."

The boy from the Zhou family handed over the cake in his hand.

Haw!

The child really took a bite, chewed it for a few times, and spit it out, saying, "It tastes bad."

"Let me have a taste."

One of the kids didn't believe it and moved his throat a few times, apparently he was hungry.

"for you."

The boy from the Zhou family was very generous and handed the "cake" in his hand to the second companion.

After taking a bite, the second person looked embarrassed, as if he was chewing wax, and immediately spat it out, commenting while spitting out saliva: "It really doesn't taste good, I can't even swallow it."

"I do not believe."

This is the age of exploration, when everyone wants to try things out for themselves.

No, there is one exception.

That is the boy from the Zhou family who made the "cake" but never took a bite of it from beginning to end.

It was unknown whether the Zhou family boy did it on purpose or unintentionally. Anyway, he encouraged his companions to eat the "cake", but he himself had no such intention.