Chapter 010 Ordinary People
[21 years old: The old Taoist priest was brought back to the academy by Tayue in a daze.
You and Xiaohong had a great time playing together. When you returned home late at night, you realized that the old Taoist priest had been waiting for you in the academy for a long time.
Under the moonlight, the old Taoist priest is even harder to find. You stand there with your cane, while Xiao Hong licks the tips of her claws at your feet.
The old Taoist priest who came up to him shouted hesitantly, "Sir, Sir, could you please be kind enough to return our bell to us? We are willing to pay any price."
Bell? Your brain has been trained for a long time, and it is filled with too many things. For a moment, you can't remember what a bell is. Just as you are wondering, the disciple Congxin appears from nowhere and whispers in your ear: "Three years ago, the scammer, the bell!"
You suddenly remembered that the way you looked at the old Taoist priest was unusual this time. When you left three years ago, you hurriedly took the bell with you. When you came back, the bell was of no use, so you gave it to your disciples to enjoy. They all despised it, so you locked it in the warehouse, and it is still there now.
After all, he had tried to scam you before. You sighed slightly. It was a pity that you were too kind. Such an old man had stumbled towards you, and it would not be nice to make things difficult for him.
"Give him the bell that's been gathering dust in the warehouse." You said lightly, not noticing that the old Taoist's face suddenly turned pale.
"This bell is of no use to me. It's not as good as the bell in the teaching building. However, it is more important to you. Be careful in the future and don't let your unfilial descendants get involved."
The old Taoist's face became even more pale and his body hunched over.
Cong Xin moved quickly, wrapped an object in a black cloth and handed it to the old Taoist. The old Taoist bowed deeply and walked away with a staggering step. The bright moonlight sprinkled down and fell on the road he walked on.
You narrowed your eyes and muttered, "You're leaving so late? Let him stay—"
Cong Xin hurriedly tugged at your sleeve and stopped you, saying, "Master, it's okay. The road from the academy to the town is passable. I'll go and see him off later."
Your morality has decreased, but your value has increased, which makes people applaud. Your words are so powerful that they touch people's hearts everywhere! 】
When Wu You saw the old man feeling sad because of his unfilial descendants, he also sympathized with him and sighed. However, he couldn't hold back when he saw the comments. His face was full of broken defense: "It's impossible, absolutely impossible. I sincerely helped the lonely old man and even returned the bell to the scammer out of mercy. How could my morality be reduced! I'm obviously a kind person!"
Mr. Wu shouted, "I don't agree. I want to appeal! You are targeting me! I don't accept it!"
Of course, there was no appeal option in the simulator, so Mr. Wu gave up in frustration and had to continue watching the simulator with his hands in his pockets.
The simulation of the second card slot seems to have reached a turning point.
[Your destiny is shifting——]
[16 years old: You put on a small wooden sword, hold the sword from the blacksmith shop at the town entrance, put on a bow, take some dry food and money, and set off on your journey in the morning light.]
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The night in Beizhou was very cold. In the dead silent forest, a flickering flame was ignited, and the flame drew a neat arc and fell into the pile of firewood.
The young man in linen clothes poked the fire with a sword to make it burn more vigorously. In the winter in the northern state, the nights get dark quickly. It is lonely all around and the sky is pressing down heavily. Being alone here is like being in an isolated city.
The end of the scabbard was black. Wang Yu put down the sword, leaned against an old tree stump, and went to sleep with his clothes on.
There was a dead silence all around, with only the roar of the burning flames.
In the darkness, a hint of dark red flashed, and a pair of exquisite and small embroidered shoes fell.
Several greedy eyes fell on the fair face of the young man beside the fire.
A line of furtive figures passed by, and the flames flickered.
The leader was a female ghost with half of her face covered in burns. Her messy hair was mixed with some broken grass, and was woven into a bun with red, blue and green headbands. Perhaps the colors were inferior from the beginning of bleaching, and now the bright colors have faded, with a bit of white from being exposed to the wind and sand. The female ghost was dressed in tattered cloth, with a few deep and shallow patches occasionally visible, and a leather drum of the same color was tied around her waist.
She observed the young man with empty eyes for a while, and nodded in admiration, her eyes piercing towards the other ghosts who were traveling with them like thunder and lightning.
The ghosts traveling with her had bare arms, dirty clothes, disheveled hair, and were skinny, but their bellies were bloated. They stared at the boy's calm profile with greedy eyes, and their saliva could not be suppressed, dripping all over the floor.
The female ghost nodded with satisfaction and made room for her. Several ghosts rushed forward and the flame flickered again.
Dark clouds covered the moon, and there was no light in the sky.
The female ghost was very disappointed with the boy, so she used one hand as a knife and attacked several ghosts. The ghosts covered their heads and wailed silently, revealing the boy who was sleeping quietly inside.
A few ghosts pointed at the black sword beside the young man with grievance, then pointed at them and waved their hands.
The female ghost was furious and gestured wildly, pointing at several people opposite her and then at the young man. Her mouth twitched and she made a tiny gap between her index finger and thumb. Several ghosts nodded hesitantly and moved closer again.
Flame yawned.
The ghosts had serious faces and were ready to pounce forward with their fangs and claws bared.
The boy turned over.
The female ghost pursed her lips, veins throbbing on her forehead. Several ghosts hid behind her tremblingly, watching the young man in front of them vigilantly. Seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
There were a few crisp sounds of lightning.
Several ghosts covered their heads and cried again. The female ghost had lost her patience at this moment. She grabbed a ghost with each hand and approached the boy.
The embroidered shoes floated in the air, and the flames flickered nervously again.
The female ghost glared fiercely at the people huddled together, pointed two fingers at her own eyes, then pointed at them, indicating that they should learn from her.
She turned around and was about to pounce forward.
Wang Yu's eyes opened at some point, his pupils were pitch black and looked particularly deep under the firelight.
The man and the ghost looked at each other.
The ghost girl's expression changed several times and she swallowed nervously.
The firewood was burning brightly.
The sword was used as a pair of fire tongs by its owner, who poked the firewood, making the fire burn even more vigorously.
"Who are you?" The young man looked up at the ghosts sitting in a row opposite him, as quiet as chickens.
The female ghost scratched her head, and the hairband fell around her neck, causing a slight itch.
She rolled her eyes, raised her head and smiled, "Young man, my name is Sui Niang, I'm from a nearby village, and now I'm lost. These people next to me are all my fellow villagers."
"What about you? Young man, are you here to visit relatives?" She asked tentatively, "Are you a cultivator?"
"Looking for relatives," the boy paused, "ordinary people."
His gaze was fixed on the ghosts around Sui Niang.
Sui Niang just breathed a sigh of relief and looked in the direction he was looking, only to see that several of her own ghosts couldn't stop drooling, looking like they were drooling to death.
She gritted her teeth, raised her hand and slapped him a few times, and shouted in a low voice: "Eighth Uncle! Nine Uncle! Fourteenth Uncle! Twenty-seventh Uncle!"
The uncles quickly came to their senses, wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths with their bony hands, and smiled apologetically: "Yes, I'm sorry."
He spoke haltingly and was timid in his movements, as if he was used to meeting strangers.
Sui Niang said awkwardly: "Recently, there is not much food, so everyone..."
Wang Yu nodded in understanding, with a cold face, and took out a few pieces of dry food from his waist and handed them over.
Sui Niang was stunned and wanted to push it away, but since her uncles on both sides were staring at her eagerly, she still took it.
The flames twisted, and Sui Niang's face was enveloped in the warm light, seeming to soften a little.
"Young man, do you have any relatives or friends in this area? I'm very familiar with the surrounding villages, maybe I know them."
"Maybe."
"Is it Lijia Village at the entrance? Linjia Village? Or Zhengjiabu by the lake? What's the surname of the person you're looking for? By the way, what's your name?"
"My surname is Wang."
"My name is Wang Yu."
"Wang? There is no one with the surname Wang in this area. Did you find the wrong place? I will take you out of this area tomorrow morning. You can ask other people. There is indeed no one with the surname Wang in our area!" Sui Niang said with a smile: "But, speaking of which, you are quite quiet. Are you not used to chatting with others?"
Wang Yu shook his head: "I am, stuttering."
Sui Niang blinked her eyes: "Young man, you are a very honest person. What is your achievement? I see that you are very heroic and vigorous. Obviously, you are very good at martial arts, right? How many people are there in your family? Are you engaged? Do you have a child? Does your child have a baby marriage? Let me tell you, young man! It will be difficult to raise this child..."
Sui Niang spoke very quickly and Wang Yu had no chance to get a word in. He could only shake his head to express his attitude.
The flame was lazy, and the remaining ghosts carefully tore the dry food, chewed it bite by bite, and swallowed it with difficulty.
The night wind blew by, and the randomly growing branches swayed in an intertwined manner. Heavy shadows fell on the ground, on the boy's straight back, on his fair profile, and between Sui Niang's fluttering hairband, with an extremely hideous outline.
"This world is difficult. It's hard for people to live, and it's hard for ghosts..." Sui Niang paused and suddenly said, "Young man, have you heard of the legend of this place? It is said that there are fierce ghosts wandering around at night."
Sui Niang's eyes turned cold, and she looked depressed in the dim light. Her eyeballs were dark and twisted slowly, and the scars from the burns were particularly terrifying and conspicuous.
Wang Yu raised his eyes silently and put his hand on the bow beside him.
"Young man, look at us——"
"call out--"
A beam of arrow swooped up like a falcon, instantly breaking through the condensed air and leaving behind a layer of rippling air waves.
Sui Niang's throat choked, the ribbon in her hair swayed, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.
"Mother——"
The young man opposite had a serious face and released the bowstring. Wang Yu stood up and drew out his sword with a sullen face. The cold blade reflected a dark light, dragging a very long and tall shadow above the woods. He tapped the ground with his toes and approached rapidly like a wild beast, with cold murderous aura pressing down on him.
Sui Niang hurriedly tried to grab the leather drum around her waist, and the ghosts were frightened and crawled all over the floor.
The boy rushed into the woods. A teeth-grinding sound of muscle tearing was heard, and a strange creature in the woods let out a wail.
Several ghosts huddled together and trembled, all looking at the one-sided situation on the ground with blank faces.
After a while, the tall and straight young man walked out of the woods, shook off the black blood on the blade, and put the sword into the scabbard. Wang Yu looked calm. He raised his hand and wiped the blood splashed on his cheek with his thumb. It didn't look like he had killed a ghost in a few breaths, but more like he had slaughtered a chicken.
The ghosts moved back in panic, and Wang Yu explained, "There are robbers. Kill them."
Sui Niang was stopped by several ghosts. Her face was pale and she was holding the drum tightly in her hands. She asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
"Me?" Wang Yu was stunned, as if he didn't understand why she asked this question. He lowered his eyes and looked down, his face was particularly deep under the firelight. He said in a calm voice: "An ordinary person."
All the ghosts widened their eyes.
I thought to myself - you are kidding!
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