Chapter 7
The drunk men in the pub were all bragging, but a one-eyed man shouted louder than everyone else, "I went to Wonderland when I was in the army."
“There is no end to delicious food and fine wine.”
"The flowers there are always in bloom, and it never gets cold or hot."
"One step forward, and there's yellow sand; one step further, and there's blooming flowers."
"The immortal lives in that garden full of flowers. He can resurrect the dead and make bones grow flesh."
Someone at the other table couldn't stand it any longer: "Stop bragging, stop bragging. Five years ago, when you retired, you claimed to have seen an immortal. If immortals are really as powerful as you say, then why don't you go find an immortal to heal you since you're blind in one eye?"
"Who said we haven't been there? After we left the Immortal Cave, we went back and looked for it, but we couldn't find it. It's a vast desert, and we've been there countless times." The drunken One-Eye burped, "If I hadn't been to the Immortal Cave, I wouldn't be sitting here drinking." He opened his clothes and said, "Here, here, here, and this eye. How many people have survived injuries like this? It's because I ate in the Immortal Cave that I was able to survive."
His table mate pulled him over and asked him to sit down: "Ignore them and tell me what you saw in the Immortal Palace."
"There were endless petals falling from the peach trees. I caught them with my hands, and the petals that fell on my hands and on the ground disappeared, and then petals appeared again from the same place and fell again."
"Wow, anything more? Anything more?"
"The candles there never burn out. I see how long a candle is before I go to sleep at night, and it's still the same when I wake up. There are many unfamiliar fruits there, including apples and peaches, which are very delicious. They taste different from the ones we grow here."
"We even took a bath there. There were flower petals floating in the warm water, and you could soak your whole body in it. There were also endless delicious food and snacks."
"It's so beautiful there, why are you leaving? If it were me, I would definitely refuse to leave."
"That's an immortal. If he just moves his finger, you won't know where he is. We witnessed with our own eyes that the garden full of flowers suddenly appeared in the desert, and after we left, the garden disappeared again."
"Is the immortal really that kind that he lets you eat and live for free?" Some people listened attentively and couldn't help but be drawn into the story.
"The gods are all soft-hearted. There was a desert storm at the time, and the gods couldn't bear to let us in. It was an unforgettable experience." He took another swig from the wine glass on the table. It was an unforgettable experience, otherwise no one would have invited him to drink specifically to ask about this. In his heart, he couldn't help but laugh at those who wanted to find gods. 'How can gods be so easy to find? Later, the king's uncle also sent people to the desert countless times, but they never found that place. He didn't give up, so he didn't issue a gag order, and asked them to spread the stories of gods to the people. Maybe there really are a few people with wild imaginations and bad luck who can really find it in the desert.'
A few years later, Dayu was one of the countries affected by the drought. Later, a flood caused countless casualties and the plague spread throughout the continent. The Emperor of Dayu said, "I beg the immortals for help, to give me countless medicines, and to protect the fate of my country."
After this, the epidemic in Dayu Kingdom was brought under control, while the surrounding neighboring countries suffered heavy losses. Later, Dayu annexed them and called itself an empire.
Years later, the old uncle, still breathing a last breath, held a red rope with two missing bells on it. He said to the young emperor, who was no longer young, "Bury me in the desert. That is where I have always wanted to go. I wish you all the best. You are a wise ruler of a prosperous age. I have fulfilled my sister's request. Bury me in the desert and let me follow the immortals."
The king's uncle passed away peacefully. He never married and had no children. He left Dayu behind and passed away with a smile.
The general rode his warhorse across the desert and arrived at a courtyard filled with flowers. The black-robed steward stood at the door. In the pavilion on the rockery, the man in white looked at him with a look that was hard to tell whether it was disdain or confusion. "Why are you here? What's going on?"
"It's okay, I'm not going to leave this time."
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All of the above is just an old man’s fantasy, the real situation is.
Rong Zhou was woken up by the housekeeper again: "Are you here to ask for help again? What's the matter this time?" Rong Zhou said this because after being found last time, he was afraid that there would be endless troubles, so he completely closed the yard. Unless someone came with the bell he gave, the yard would no longer appear in front of the people in that world.
"I've captured a strange energy from another world. It might be from the same world as you, Master. Would you like to initiate a positioning jump?"
Rong Zhou suddenly perked up. Could it be that he was so lucky that he could locate Earth? "Then what are we waiting for? Teleport, of course."
The travel between the two worlds was very fast. After Rong Zhou confirmed it, they completely left the desert. The small bell that was carefully kept in a wooden box on the shelf in the study of Uncle Yu's house also disappeared when they completely left the yard, leaving only the red string that tied the bell.
Of course, those who leave don’t care about that world. The middle-aged uncle opened the box and only saw the feeling of the red rope.
After passing through the darkness and arriving at the newly located world, Rong Zhou looked outside carefully. It was night and it was a desolate wilderness. He couldn't be sure whether they had arrived on Earth. This place looked more like the bottom of a valley.
At night, you can see fireflies, hear insects chirping in the distance, and many small moths are attracted by the lights and trying to break into the yard.
Rong Zhou felt this was a good feeling; the world felt alive and vibrant. Looking up, the moon shone through the canyon, and the indistinct vegetation above appeared black, swaying gently in the wind.
"Where is the anchor point you set?" Since the environment cannot be determined, intelligent creatures can definitely determine whether this is the Earth.
The butler looked around and pointed in a direction: "He's unconscious, lying behind the bushes."
The plants at the bottom of the valley were quite tall, and Rong Zhou could not see anything: "Go and get him here." Rong Zhou had no way to leave the yard, so he had to ask the housekeeper to go. He was not interested in saving people, but every time he went to a new place, he would always encounter some things that he had to take action.
After a while, the housekeeper brought back a child who looked about eight or nine years old. He looked more like a little beggar. His clothes were torn and he had many scratches and bloody wounds. It seemed that he had fallen from a cliff. He didn't die after falling from such a height. This child is really lucky.
Rong Zhou used several long needles on the child (Wanhua's healing skill in the game), and the wounds on his body healed visibly.
"Take the child downstairs and wash him. His hair is all dirty in clumps." Rong Zhou wanted to pat the child's head, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. His little face was so dark that he couldn't see his facial features clearly: "You can wash him while you're at it." If the child had fleas, the housekeeper who held him would definitely be infected.
After waiting for a while, the housekeeper brought out a little boy. The little boy did not have the inferiority and cowardice that a little beggar might have.
The child had fair skin, two big eyes like purple grapes, a rosy little mouth, and loose black hair that had not yet dried. He was wearing a white bathrobe specially prepared for him and walked out with the housekeeper in a confident manner.
She was quite cute, but there was an indescribable sense of familiarity to her. Rong Zhou thought carefully and realized that he had never seen such a cute child before. She must have been the center of attention. If he had seen her before, how could he not remember her at all?
Rong Zhou was still recalling which part made him feel familiar.
The child stood not far away and looked at Rong Zhou again and again: "Master?"
"ah?"
"Master Lu Daju?"
Rong Zhou was shocked. Lu Daju was the IP of his main game account Mingjiao. How could someone possibly shout at him in his current state?
"It's me, Yanagisawa."
As soon as the kid said the name, Rong Zhou immediately remembered that it was his apprentice of three years, whose real name was Liu Ze: "Aren't you 20 years old? How come you've become a little brat?" When the gang organized a face-to-face meeting, he saw his real-life apprentice with his own eyes. He was a sunny boy who was still in college.
Hearing his master ask this, Liu Ze was also very depressed: "I don't know how I turned into a child. I heard in the guild group that you were in trouble. I asked for your address and went to find you. After all, you are my master for three years. I have to come and see you anyway."
Hearing this, Rong Zhou was quite satisfied. He felt that this disciple was a good choice. He was a person who was not good at dealing with trouble, so he raised such a clingy disciple. In the game, he raised him with great care. This disciple was also quite kind. When he heard that his master was in trouble, he actually ran to visit him in real life.
"When I got to your house, you were the only one on that floor with problems. The door was all crooked and wouldn't close properly. I heard it was caused by the explosion. I opened the door myself and went in. The inside was still a mess and it looked like it had been blown away and there was no cleanup."
"It was a mess inside, and I don't know what I tripped over, but I fell hard. When I woke up, I was my trumpet."
"A small account?" Rong Zhou looked at it carefully. No wonder it looked familiar. The two-dimensional person evolved into a real person, and the change was quite big. It can also be seen that it was derived from the foundation of the game.
"Didn't I have a secret conversation with you before your house exploded? I wanted to take you as my master."
"Oh, I remember now. That Yantian's nickname called Deng Chenchen (a profession in the game, whose weapon is a lamp)." Rong Zhou felt very sympathetic towards this experience. A grown man fell down and turned into a little kid.
"Let's not talk too much, let's get something to eat first. I'm starving." Seeing an acquaintance, especially the master who always responded to his requests, Deng Chenchen's guard was immediately lowered, and his stomach was rumbling.
Rong Zhou also heard the sound of his stomach growling, and smiled and asked the housekeeper to bring some food: "You look so miserable that you can't even eat enough." This can be considered a different kind of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
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