The mountain god uncle said that the outside world is vast and the human world is rich and colorful.
Now I can finally leave this valley and go out into the world.
Under the clear blue sky, with the righteous spirit of heaven and earth, as long as I am filled with the righteous spirit of humanity and strive upwards, I will see how much more suffering this world can have.
With a heart full of passion, I swaggered away from this place where I had lived for thousands of years.
I dragged my weary body and gazed into the distance at the boundless expanse stretching for thousands of miles, a continuous range of mountains and peaks...
There was still no sign of human habitation.
I collapsed to the ground, longing for my flying and escaping magic and my body that never felt tired.
Finally, after I climbed over one mountain peak after another, I reached the summit.
To my delight, I saw a village called "Xishan Village" nestled in a distant mountain valley, with wisps of smoke rising from the air and rows of houses and eaves crisscrossing each other.
His excited body strode forward, but he missed his step!
I rolled down the mountaintop at the speed of a ball.
His body was constantly being poked by thorns and rocks on the ground, causing him excruciating pain. He didn't even have time to cry out before his head slammed heavily against a boulder, plunging him into darkness.
He kicked his legs and passed out, thus ending his embarrassing fall.
Xishan Village —
"What is your name, young lady? Where are you from? Do you have any family members?"
After waking up, I was lying on a bed in a thatched hut.
I stared blankly at the series of questions from the kind-looking elderly couple in front of me.
My mind went blank, and for a moment I wanted to respond to them but couldn't say anything.
I was so badly hurt that I lost my speech! I lost my speech!
But when they placed a steaming hot chicken leg in front of me,
My rumbling stomach finally gave way to the delicious chicken leg they offered. Having not had meat in a long time, I devoured the chicken leg with gusto.
This couple are such good people, truly wonderful people.
I couldn't express my gratitude in words, so all I could do was grin and give them a silly, heartfelt smile to show my sincere thanks.
They stared blankly at me, who only reacted to food and could only giggle foolishly, and sighed with pity and sympathy: "This child is just like our son Zhou Lang, a pitiful fool."
When I saw someone grinning with a smile that was even sillier than mine.
A handsome young man with a pink flower on his head walked up to me.
I stared in astonishment, then, feigning composure, swallowed the duck leg meat in my mouth...
It came to me so easily! Isn't this the person I've been looking for? I'd recognize him even if he were ashes! Let alone a fool!
I sat on the threshold, propping my face up with my hand, staring in disbelief at the person in the courtyard who, despite being dressed in coarse linen, possessed an ethereal quality that transcended the mundane world.
A boy sitting in the yard playing in the mud, his clear eyes adorned with a small pink flower, just grinning foolishly at me.
I still can't believe it.
Is this still the same elegant and refined gentleman, Wen Heng, who I first met, with unwavering eyes and who withstood eighty-one bolts of heavenly lightning? He has turned into a fool!
The couple's surname was Zhou, I learned from them.
Five years ago, I saw him on the street, fighting with a dog for food and laughing foolishly. I felt very sorry for him.
Seeing his mentally challenged state, they felt even more heartbroken, remembering their own son who was also mentally challenged and died young. Moved by their plight, they took him in.
They named him Zhou Lang.
The dignified Wenheng Mountain God actually had to compete for food with stray dogs for five years before a kind person discovered him and took him in. How pitiful!
But this couple was so kind that they not only let me eat, drink, and stay here for free, but also helped me recover from my injuries.
I am very grateful that you helped me find this young man.
How should I thank them? I looked at the pile of small wooden strips in the yard and began to think.
I heard from Grandma Zhou that they usually relied on this firewood and the medicinal herbs they gathered from the mountains to exchange for something in the town that they called "copper coins".
You can buy all the necessities of life and any delicious food from the human world.
Although I have lost my magical powers, my body is still a spiritual body that has cultivated for thousands of years. With a clever mind and the boundless strength that is slightly more developed than that of ordinary mortals, I can still achieve great things.
I imitated how Old Man Zhou operated, picked up the axe on the ground, buried my head, and chopped all the uncut wooden stakes in their yard into wooden strips in one go.
When the old man and woman returned from the fields, I noticed they had medicinal herbs in their baskets and a pheasant they had hunted in the mountains, which was clucking loudly.
All I could think about was having meat tonight.
They stared in astonishment at the mountain of firewood piled up in the yard and asked, "Did you chop this?"
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