"Are you awake?"

In a daze, the young man seemed to hear the voice of a stranger in his ear.

He slowly opened his heavy eyelids. Before he could see the scene in front of him, the severe pain from his body made him groan and his eyes turned dark and almost fainted.

"If you don't want to rush to see the King of Hell, I advise you to lie down and don't move."

The strange voice rang again.

"I...I'm not dead?"

The young man tried hard to breathe calmly. After a long time, when his chest no longer felt suffocating depression, he seemed to finally come back to his senses.

"This time I can only say that you have a fortune. I accidentally hit the police station I arranged on the periphery of the cave. I just came out to watch the moon and saved you while I was idle."

The strange voice said a little lazy in his tone.

"Thank you for your help. I will never forget you. I will definitely... in the future..."

"Okay, okay, there is no need to repay you. When the injury is healed, you can get out of here."

Unexpectedly, before the young man finished speaking, the strange voice interrupted impatiently.

"..." The young man was silent for a moment and then endured his physical discomfort and said with difficulty. "I am a person with the surname Chen, his name is Xu, and his name is Yangchuan, Yunzhou. I don't know the name of Gao's benefactor?"

"Xia Fan, Xia in summer, the gods descended to the earth!" said unfamiliar voice. "It's so hurt that I'm still very literary. I'm talking. I'm asking if you're tired!"

"Xia Fan Xia Fan... the god descended to earth... Hum?"

Although the stranger who saved his life had a bad attitude, the young man Chen Xu did not take it seriously. Instead, he muttered the other person's name in a silence. On the one hand, he wanted to keep the name of his life-saving benefactor in mind, and on the other hand, the other person's self-introduction made people feel strange.

But as he was reciting, the young man Chen Xu was stunned.

Immediately, regardless of his injuries, he twisted his neck and turned around and looked in the direction where the other party was talking, and at the same time he asked impatiently.

"Dare you ask Mr. Xia Fan is the mountain god who is rumored by the people around Qingping Mountain?"

But as soon as he spoke, the young man Chen Xu was stunned again.

Because he saw a young man in white sitting on the rattan chair not far away in front of him. Judging from his appearance alone, he was just a little older than him. He saw him with his legs raised, holding a book in one hand, and picking and eating fruit from the fruit basket on the table next to him. At the same time, his body kept shaking the rattan chair, looking unrestrained and comfortable.

"San God of Mountain? Is this true? But it's no wonder that most ancient villagers were ignorant and could even be worshipped as a mountain king. It's not strange that people like me who are handsome and elegant in the wind are mistaken for mountain gods."

The mysterious young man naturally noticed the movement caused by the young man Chen Xu, but he turned a blind eye to read books and eat fruits.

He said that he didn't want to die, so don't move around.

He would not stop the other party from seeking death.

Cough cough cough-

The young man Chen Xu coughed several times in a row. Of course, this was not stimulated by the other party's cynical speech, but his actions just now involved the physical injury. It was inevitable that the injury would be painful for a moment.

After his health finally recovered, the young man Chen Xu squeezed out the last trace of energy and fell asleep.

"This little girl is really uneasy."

Xia Fan glanced at the unconscious young man Chen Xu, and continued to eat fruits and read books indifferently. Now the other party is out of danger of life, so let's take some lesson now.

Chen Xu didn't know how long he had been sleeping. When he woke up again, he could no longer see Xia Fan. Even the rattan chair and the fruit basket disappeared. In a trance, he thought that everything that happened before was his dream.

But the pain from his body reminded him that this was not a dream.

He was really rescued.

Moreover, the person who saved him was the so-called mountain god in Qingping Mountain, the rural wise men he had always been looking forward to seeing.

Perhaps because he remembered the other party's advice, the young man Chen Xu did not try to move around to avoid recurrence of injuries, but turned his eyes to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

This is a simple house, with a layer of thick thatch that is difficult to penetrate even if the sunlight is sunny. From the corner of your eyes, you can find that the furnishings in the house are monotonous. Except for the thatch bed where he is lying, there is only a square table, and two wooden chairs are nothing else.

At this time, he keenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from the door outside the house. The urgency of the steps alone could infer that the person was suspected to be a woman.

Wait, woman?

"Young Master, are you awake?"

Sure enough, when the visitor walked to the door and found Chen Xuhou, who was open on the bed, screaming in surprise, and the voice was indeed from a woman.

When the woman approached the bed, the young man Chen Xu saw the other person clearly at the same time.

A woman dressed in a peasant woman with a look of no good looks.

"Who are you?"

Chen Xu looked at the peasant woman in front of him in a hoarse voice.

"I am Zhao Li, a member of the Immortals, who is here to take care of you, Master." As he said that, the peasant woman brought the hot porridge in her hand to the young man Chen Xu. "You are hungry, please eat something to fill your stomach first."

"Put the food first. Before that, I want to ask where the immortal leader you mentioned has gone?" Chen Xu said hurriedly.

"Sir Xianchang has gone back." The peasant woman said truthfully.

"Go back? Where have you been back?" Chen Xu asked afterwards.

"Of course it is the immortal cave where the immortals live." said the peasant woman.

“…”

Is it the immortal leader and the immortal cave? Could it be that the mysterious young man who claims to be Xia Fan is really the legendary immortal?

Chen Xu showed an unbelievable look on his face, and then he fell into deep thought. After drinking the hot porridge sent by the peasant woman, he had to continue asking for many questions, but after drinking the porridge, he was a little energy-deficient and had to sleep again. Anyway, he still had the opportunity to find the root cause in the future, so he was not in a hurry.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the cold and heat do not know the year.

Chen Xu didn't know how many days he had been recuperating on the bed. As his injuries gradually recovered, his originally weak body finally began to improve. Now he could walk around. The questions that puzzled him had already been answered these days, but the mysterious young man never appeared again.

On that day, Chen Xu, who woke up early in the morning, stood outside the door of the house, staring at the scenery in front of him.

He never thought that there would be such an incredible scene in Qingping Mountain.

He saw the fields full of rice, wheat, fruits and vegetables, the rows of houses, the hard-working men and women who were farming, and the happy yellow hair and drooping hair. It made people vaguely think that they had entered a paradise.

But what is even more unexpected is that people living in Taoyuan once had another unbearable identity.

That's right!

They are the bandits who have gradually disappeared from Qingping Mountain in recent years.
Chapter completed!