Chapter 226 Beside Weak Water
There is a village gathered at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. Without exception, their surname is Chen. Chen Village has been at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain for many years. Even the oldest person cannot remember. The oldest among them is Wu Zun, who has lived a thousand years old.
In a thousand years, countless joys and sorrows can be performed on earth, or several dynasties can be replaced. For this small mountain village, a thousand years and a year are no different. Few people living inside go out, and few outsiders can come in, because the vast and weak water blocked outside Zhongshan, only the mountain gods located in the temple on the mountain can take them out.
The mountain god is also surnamed Chen, and no one knows whether he is from Chen Village. It is also because of him that the people from Chen Village can live in Zhongshan. Because Zhongshan is very big, it is so big that it takes two years to walk from one end of the mountain to the other end. There is still weak water on the other side of the mountain, with goose feathers floating up, and bamboo rafts cannot float.
Apart from the mountain god, only the divine servant can fly over the weak water and see the world outside.
The God's Assistant was also selected from Chen Village. As long as he became the God's Assistant, he could gain extremely powerful power in a short time. This power was not given by the God of the Mountain, because every villager is a descendant of the God, and the God of the Mountain has the key to unlock the power in their bodies.
In fact, if they can go out, they will know how different they are. Even ordinary villagers in Chen Village can run toward the direction of the sun set for a month, and they can fight most of the beasts with bare hands. However, this is not enough in Zhongshan. Every once in a while, there will be a tide of beasts. If there is no protection from the mountain god, Chen Village will be razed to the ground.
Although the mountain god has always protected Chencun, even when he was electing the gods, he would not come down. Instead, he asked the witch master to select people to send them to the temple on the mountain. The witch master could communicate with the mountain god and cure the villagers' illnesses, but what the villagers respected the most was that there was a transparent crystal ball in the witch master's room, from which you could see the outside world and the world.
The young men in the village all yearned for the outside world, and even had a desire for it that exceeded that they became a divine servant and gained their powerful power and various knowledge.
Because Zhongshan is very big, but it is also a big territory, and a small one is a boring life.
It is difficult for young hearts to accept boredom. They want their breath to be the breath of heaven and earth, and they want to experience any imaginable and unimaginable stimulating experience.
Among all the young people who peeped at the Witch Lord's room, there was a boy who was particularly calm because even though he followed his friends outside the Witch Lord's room, he just sat quietly under a big tree, looking down at the ants on the ground, as if the ants were moving, which was interesting enough. The wooden door of the Witch Lord's room creaked and opened, and the peeping young people scattered birds and beasts, but he stood up, respectfully saluted at the Witch Lord, and showed a humble smile.
"Chen Jinchan, what do you think of ants moving?" Wu Zun's voice was as clear as the weak water in autumn, clean and distant as the 16 or 17-year-old girls in the village, and more beautiful than them. However, Wu Zun's eyes were always infinitely cold. When the teenagers saw her eyes, it was easy for them to have nightmares at night.
Even adult villagers dared not look at her directly.
Chen Jinchan is an exception. He is actually not a person from Chencun, but he drifted along Zhongshan along the weak water when he was infancy. Wushui could not float anything, but the wooden barrel containing him could float in the weak water. He was also quiet in the wooden barrel, not crying or making a fuss. The only souvenir on his body was a golden cicada carved from topaz.
People in Chen Village rarely see people outside, so Chen Jinchan's appearance caused a sensation. He was different from other naughty children and was even more loved by the villagers. However, as Chen Jinchan grew up, he found that he was a sick child and could not hunt.
In fact, his strength is not small, but it is indeed much smaller than the others in Chen Village.
The adults were afraid that he would have any danger, so the teenagers would take him with him any group activities. Fifteen years passed in a flash, and Chen Jinchan seemed to have gotten used to such days.
The teenagers who scattered birds did not go too far, but looked at Chen Jinchan from a distance, afraid that he would be scolded by the witch.
Because Chen Jinchan is very quiet and has a different temperament from them, he has gained a lot of popularity.
Hearing the question from Wu Zun, Chen Jinchan replied gently: "Wu Zun, I have observed the ants moving many times and found that every time they move from low to high place, it will rain soon. I think this phenomenon is very interesting, so I am thinking."
Wu Zun said: "Even the humblest creatures have perceptions, and ants are particularly sensitive, so they can predict some dangers from nature in the world and prepare for escape in advance. It is not easy for you to notice this phenomenon. If you want to learn knowledge, you can take me as your teacher, would you like?"
Chen Jinchan was a little surprised because he was an outsider from Chen Village and the witch master did not accept disciples. He never thought that such an opportunity would fall on him. Even though he had always been calm and had no desires, he was a little happy and nodded in agreement.
The witch said lightly: "According to etiquette, you need to be punished by the apprenticeship, so you go to the water to get a fish for me."
Chen Jinchan naturally had no reason to refuse. He bid farewell to the witch master and walked out. The friends surrounded him one after another. He only informed him of the details, which attracted a lot of envy. However, they were worried that something might happen to him in Ruoshui, and they all volunteered to help him.
Chen Jinchan refused. He knew that if he asked someone to help, Wu Zun would definitely not be too happy if he knew about it.
He borrowed a set of fishing gear and straw raincoat and walked quickly towards Ruoshui, because although he had never read a book, he also knew the reason why there were so many dreams in the night. But just as he walked to Ruoshui, it started to storm. Even though he expected it would rain in advance, he could not have come back so quickly. Fortunately, he was wearing a straw raincoat.
In fact, because of his quiet personality, he is better than his friends in fishing. Even every time he throws the fish hook into the weak water, he can calm down and feel the various undercurrents under the water, and even the scene of the fish taking the hook, which can clearly appear in his mind. He has never told anyone about this.
But today it was a bit strange. No fish appeared in the weak water. Then he saw something even more incredible. Not knowing when a pretty young man appeared not far away from him. He caught a fish and placed it in the fish basket next to him. However, Chen Jinchan opened his eyes wide and raised his perception to the extreme. He found that the weak water was empty and there were absolutely no fish.
He thought he was dazzled, but the handsome young man not far away caught a second fish. He also smiled at him, like the spring breeze and summer rain, which made Chen Jinchan feel very friendly and comfortable. It is not to be continued.
Chapter completed!