When it was sunny, the bamboo forest was green and verdant. The sunlight shone through the bamboo leaves and scattered down. When the wind blew, the slender branches and leaves danced gently. When he closed his eyes and focused, he could hear the rustling of the bamboo…
The small house in the forest was simple and elegant. The girl stood in the open space in front of the house, quietly listening to the sounds of all things. The invisible hand brought the bamboo leaves and slowly flowed around her.
The young man in white was bored to death. He lazily leaned against the stone steps in front of the house and looked at the bamboo scroll in his hand in a daze.
It had been half a month since he came to this world. Fu Chen was in great pain. He had no seasoning for his meals and no juice for his drinks. What was even more painful was that he had no toilet paper to use in the toilet. He felt that this kind of life was a kind of torture.
As for the girl in front of him, she was very calm, as if nothing mattered. She was like a cultivator.
After more than ten days of understanding, Fu Chen realized that although this girl rarely spoke, she still took care of him. She bought clothes for him and brought a few bundles of bamboo slips to let him understand this world. She didn't ask where Fu Chen came from or what he wanted to do.
Fu Chen couldn't understand the small seal characters of Qin country. Under the gaze of Young Si Ming, Fu Chen could only humbly ask for advice. Fortunately, he was smart enough to learn the small seal characters very quickly. It was not much different from the simplified Chinese characters that his father had taught him.
Besides eating and sleeping, Shaosi Ming was cultivating her 'Flying Leaves and Flowers' technique. When she was tired, she would sit quietly in front of the house and look at the bamboo forest, lost in thought. For the past ten days, it was basically Fu Chen who kept asking some boring questions or talking nonsense. The girl just listened quietly. Sometimes, she felt the need to answer a few simple words.
Fu Chen had asked her about cultivating inner force. She didn't even think and taught Fu Chen. In fact, it was very simple. He just needed to feel the flow of Qi in his body and then control it. He needed to feel the regular movement of the flowing Qi to achieve the effect of strengthening his body. After familiarizing himself with it, he could use some hand seals and movements to guide the Qi in his body out of his body to attack enemies or defend.
Fu Chen understood it very easily. It was a very simple principle. The essence of qi was the energy produced by the activity of the body's cells, and the essence of controlling qi was the control of telekinesis. Unfortunately, they didn't understand what telekinesis was. Floating Dawn learned it very easily, but slowly increasing the qi in his body through cultivation and meditation was too slow.
Fu Chen tried to absorb the qi flowing in nature, but unfortunately, his spiritual core was sealed and his spirit power was too weak. He could only slowly make his telekinesis active and powerful through this boring cultivation and meditation.
Fu Chen threw the bamboo slip down, stood up, and walked out.
A bamboo leaf hit Fu Chen's body. Fu Chen turned around and saw Shaosi Ming looking at him. He knew that she wanted to know where he was going.
"Cultivate well. I'll go make dinner!”Fu Chen smiled and waved his hand before walking towards the river.
In this era, there weren't many condiments. It seemed that there was only some cassia. Unfortunately, there wasn't any in Shao Siming's hut. There was only a little green salt. After thinking about it, Fu Chen still felt that it was better to make beggar's chicken.
These few days, he had explored the surroundings and found a salt mine. However, it was useless. Eating salt would kill people. There were traces of pheasants in the forest on the other side of the river. Fu Chen decided to make beggar's chicken.
Catching a few pheasants was very simple for Fu Chen. He hummed a little tune by the river, plucked the feathers, washed them, and carried them back to the small bamboo house.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the depths of the bamboo forest, leaving mottled shadows. Shao Si Ming was quietly sitting cross-legged in front of the house, looking extremely beautiful…
Fu Chen was stunned. Although he had never seen her take off her veil, she always lifted it when she ate and never took it off. But even so, it was still beautiful enough to make people intoxicated.
As if he knew Fu Chen was looking at him, Shao Si Ming opened his eyes and looked at Fu Chen with a questioning look.
" Cook, cook." Fu Chen smiled awkwardly, picked up the three pheasants in his hand, and didn't dare to look at Shao Si Ming anymore. He walked to the empty space on the left side of the house and dug a hole in the ground with the dagger that Shao Si Ming gave him.
He took out green salt from the house and sprinkled it into the stomach of the pheasant. Then, he wrapped the pheasant with lotus leaves collected by the river. He wrapped it in the mixed mud and placed it into the pit. After filling it with soil and burying it, he started a fire on it.
After the fire was lit, Fu Chen placed the pot on the fire and poured water and millet into it. After covering the pot, he added firewood and took care of the fire.
He turned around and saw Shaosi Ming looking at him, then said with a smile,""It'll be done in a while!"
The night breeze blew through the bamboo forest with a slight chill. The rustling sound was endless. Shao Si Ming stood up and walked to Fu Chen, who was staring at the bonfire in a daze. She stood there quietly. She didn't know what to say, but she knew that it was enough to stay by his side and accompany him.
Perhaps he felt relieved, Fu Chen raised his head and looked at Shaosi Ming with a gentle smile,""It'll be done soon!"
The fragrance of the millet porridge lingered around the two of them. The rumbling of Fu Chen's stomach broke the silence. The temperature of the flames made Fu Chen's face turn red.
When the lid of the pot was covered by the hot air, Fu Chen moved the pot away and took a bowl. He scooped a bowl for Shaosi Ming and another bowl for himself.
The two of them sat on the steps in front of the bamboo house, gently drinking the gruel. Neither of them spoke.
He drank a bowl of porridge for a long time…After putting down the bowl, Fu Chen got up and moved the fire away. He used a dagger to dig a hole and picked out three lumps of mud from the hole. After opening one, the fragrance instantly filled the air. Shaosi Ming exclaimed in surprise.
Fu Chen chuckled and removed the soil and lotus leaves. He then placed the Beggar's Chicken, which had always been oily and fragrant, on a wooden plate and handed it to Young Si Ming.
"Try it!" Fu Chen's face was full of satisfaction. Seeing Shao Si Ming take the plate, he couldn't wait to open the second one and put it on the plate. Then, he sat on the steps and started to eat.
They had a hearty dinner. Shao Si Ming ate an entire congee, which was rare, while Fu Chen ate two. Fu Chen was a little full, so he stood up shakily and filled a bowl of the remaining millet congee in the pot for each of them. He sat on the steps and slowly drank it.
" You…" Shaosi hesitated, wanting to say something.
" I want to see the heroes of this world," Floating Dawn said slowly,""I've read the contents of the bamboo slips you brought back. I want to see the invincible of the School of Political Strategy, the Jane Eyre of the Mo Family, the benevolence and harmony of the Confucians…"
Floating Dawn thought for a long time and felt that since his arrival here was different from the history he knew, he would take a big risk.
Fu Chen turned around and saw the rare worry in Shao Si Ming's eyes. He smiled and reached out his hand, ready to pat her beautiful head. But in the end, he froze in the air and retracted his hand, saying,""Don't worry, I won't die!"
As night fell, the two of them did not speak and quietly looked at the starry sky above their heads. As if he felt that it was too quiet, Fu Chen thought for a moment and said,"Let me tell you a story."
Shao Si Ming didn't nod or shake his head. Fu Chen cleared his throat and said,""After Pangu created the world, the three emperors ruled the world, the five emperors settled the world, and the world was divided into the East Victory Divine Province, the West Ox Hezhou, the South Zhanbu Province, and the North Julu Province. " It's said that the Eastern Victory Divine Prefecture has a country called Ao Lai. It's close to the sea, and there's an island in the sea. On the island, there's a Flower-Fruit Mountain…" His father had told many stories before, and this was his favorite. Since he had nothing better to do, he told it to Young Si Ming.
In the story under the moonlight, the Monkey King was pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain, watching the spring go and autumn come. The young boy who herded the cattle became an old man. For the first time, a sad expression appeared on Shao Siming's face.
In the following days, the Monkey King waited for the person who wanted to fetch the scriptures, Bajie was reincarnated, and Wujing was demoted. The stories played out one by one. Although Shaosi Ming didn't know what a monk was and what a Buddha was, she didn't ask. She knew that this story didn't belong to this world.
Time flew by quickly. Two months had passed in a blink of an eye. During these two months, Fu Chen had prepared all the food for the two of them and tried his best to cook them. No matter if they were delicious or not, Shao Si Ming would finish them quietly and then continue his cultivation.
Bored, Fu Chen used the salt to make green salt, and then tried to make paper. This time, Shaosi Ming was shocked.
Fu Chen told her that she didn't need to cultivate so hard. She could try to absorb energy from all things. Shaosi Ming didn't know what energy was, but Fu Chen explained that it was qi, inner force.
After trying the method Fu Chen taught her a few times, she could indeed feel the qi flowing in the air, the qi flowing in the bamboo, and even the qi in the bodies of the birds flying by. That faint feeling made Shaosi Ming feel that she had discovered a new world. Unfortunately, she couldn't make use of it now…
Fu Chen would say some strange things to her. The earth wasn't flat, the moon wouldn't shine…
A small bird flew by, and a shell fell from the sky. She knew that her sect had summoned her, and she had to go and pick up the person. She had no choice but to leave!
In the bright and sunny morning, Shao Siming stood in front of the small house, seemingly hesitating.
Fu Chen walked out of the bamboo forest, holding a bamboo dragonfly in his hand. He gently pinched it with his hands, and the bamboo dragonfly flew up in a very precise direction, right in front of Shaosi Ming.
Shaosi Ming caught the bamboo dragonfly, looked at it, then raised her head to look at Fu Chen.
"I don't have anything special, so I can only make this toy for you to play with in your free time.”Fu Chen smiled brightly, staring into Shao Si Ming's eyes and said,""This is a bamboo dragonfly."
Shao Siming didn't say anything. He put away the bamboo dragonfly and slightly cupped his hands to express his gratitude.
As their bodies crossed each other, his voice sounded in her ear,"If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be sad for the painting fan…"
Shaosi Ming's mouth corners slightly curved up as he said in a low voice,""My name is Ji Xiaoyi!"
With that, he rose up and disappeared above the bamboo forest.
Fu Chen was startled for a moment. He turned around and could no longer see the silent young girl.
Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi…" She muttered a few times and walked back to the bamboo house. She saw that the room was already tidied up and there was a piece of paper on the table that she had made."Thank you for your kindness. I'll repay you if I'm fated."
Fu Chen folded the paper and kept it close to his body. He smiled bitterly and said,"You were the one who took me in. How can I owe you anything?”
He took out a piece of paper. He didn't know how to use a brush, so he awkwardly wrote," I will be back."
Floating Dawn pushed open the door and walked out with a dagger and a package.
After taking two steps, he patted his head and read aloud,"Flying sword flying clouds, all the vassals come from the west…"
The light sword reappeared, and Floating Dawn slowly floated into the air, flying towards the nearest town.
After Fu Chen disappeared, Shaosi Ming walked out of the bamboo forest. He stared at Fu Chen who was walking away like an immortal for a long time. Then, he walked into the room and saw the paper on the table. He burst out laughing. The words on the paper were crooked, and at the end, there was a strange face drawn. It seemed to be drawn by himself.
Shaosi Ming put away the paper, looked around the room, then walked out. This time, without any hesitation, she jumped up and disappeared among the bamboo branches!
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