It rained heavily on the ninth day of April.
The originally clear and cloudless sky was shrouded in thick black clouds within a few breaths. Standing on the hillside behind the Half Mountain Village, I looked up and saw only purple lights looming in the clouds. In a short time, the wind blew up, making people unable to open their eyes.
"It's thundering, it's going to rain, go home and collect clothes!" In a flat depression in the mountains, a 16-year-old boy wrapped his coarse cloth clothes tightly and hurried out with a small group of sheep. Beside him, a gray and black local dog was still circling in a circle.
"Shichuan, Brother Chuan, you always shout like that every time it thunders and rains. You can't do something new!"
Behind him were several young men and women of about the same age. One of them was quite sturdy and dressed in a different silk blouse. He shouted angrily, but his voice was broken by the strong wind as soon as he left.
Shichuan didn't answer, "Zhang Fugui, you don't understand!"
"Don't call me Zhang Fugui. My father has changed my name for a long time. Now I'm Zhang Wenheng!" The sturdy boy ran quickly to catch up with Shi Chuan at the front. First, he bared his teeth to frighten the local dog that ran to his leg, Then he changed a flattering smile and said, "Brother Chuan, don't go home later. How about going to my house to take shelter from the rain? I hid a plate of pig's head meat secretly before I came out at noon, and the half pot of Shaojiu that my father drank last night was reserved for you."
"I haven't heard enough about the monkey and the pig demon you told me today. It's going to rain when I heard about it. Go to my house and tell me more. Or you can tell me first whether Big Brother Bajie finally married Chang'e and Gao Yulan, and Sun Dasheng, whether he has anything to do with Miss Zixia."
Someone behind shouted, "Ishikawa, we also want to listen."
Zhang Fugui was dissatisfied and said, "What's your hurry? I'll tell you when Brother Shichuan has finished telling me."
When hearing about pork head meat and Shaojiu, Ishikawa, who has not known the taste of wine and meat for more than half a month, was obviously moved, but he looked up to see the falling black clouds and the growing wind, Swallowed the saliva and said helplessly: "Rich son, you are about 15 years old. Tell your father that you should marry a wife. Don't hold your breath. What should I do when I get sick? My mother only cares about men and women when she hears the story of a monk learning scriptures... Remember to keep the wine and meat for my brother. I'll go home and get the sheep in the pen first, and then clean up the house. I'll find you when the rain is light..."
Shichuan said, looking up at the sky, and sighed: "The sky has changed a lot, and the clouds are rising. This is a great monster to be born! If it takes my sheep away and eats them, I can't live."
Ishikawa is pure nonsense, but he didn't expect Zhang Fugui to take it seriously. He looked around with trembling eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, who is coming, the Dragon King of the East China Sea? Or the Bademon King who is running around!?"
When hearing the words "rushing to Baba" coming out of Zhang Fugui's mouth, Shi Chuan felt a sense of joy inexplicably. Of course, he would not reveal his smile, but frowned and said with a dignified look: "It's hard to say, but it may be the king of the devil of rushing to Baba. He likes to drink with the heart of a virgin."
"My mother! Don't frighten me, Elder Brother." Not only Zhang Fugui, but also the following children were pale and stammering.
Another small slope brings us to the land of Banshan Village. Big raindrops have already fallen from the sky. A group of children are screaming and running towards their homes. It seems that they were scared by Shi Chuan. They only hate that their parents gave birth to two less legs.
"Alas, the children of this world are pure. A myth about the journey to the west can surprise them like this. Am I too bad?" Anyway, Shichuan has been wetted by more and more rain. Shichuan is not in a hurry in the last few tens of meters. He drove the sheep to the stone sheepfold, closed the door and returned to his house.
Tick, tick
The dilapidated stone house is leaking everywhere. Ishikawa looks at a small piece of wet bed, rolls up the bedding and throws it to the watertight half, turns to the stove and raises a fire.
This is not good in the mountains. Once it rains, the temperature drops sharply. Now he is soaked all over again. If he does not hurry to light the fire to bake, he will get sick.
The fire grew bigger and bigger. He took off all his wet clothes and put them aside. He wrapped himself in a sheep skin blanket and sat beside it to warm himself.
In the light of the warm orange flame, Ishikawa's slightly immature face showed a faint smile. His thoughts gradually drifted away, and soon he did not know where he had gone.
This is the 14th year that Shi Chuan came to the world. After experiencing the initial unbelievable, fear and despair, he reluctantly accepted his transformation from a college student to a poor hunter's child. After a long time, when he just got used to calling a man father he didn't know, and began to really establish a blood relationship, The man accidentally met the tiger protecting his cub when he was hunting in the mountain. Although he killed the tiger after a desperate fight, he also died of his injuries.
Since then, Ishikawa can only begin to make a living by himself. At the very beginning, his life was miserable. For a child who was just five or six years old, and the post-90s generation who had been living a life of food and clothing, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before he was starved to death.
Fortunately, most of the villagers in Banshan Village are simple and kind-hearted. They can't bear to see a child whose mother died just after birth and whose father died when he was young starve to death. So this family gave a little bit of money and that family gave a little bit of money to help Ishikawa get through the most difficult pass.
As long as he can live, no one wants to die. Although he has no relatives here and has no computer, television and other entertainment activities that he can enjoy in his previous life, Ishikawa has begun to work hard to support himself. From working for others to learning hunting from other hunters, he finally hunted a sika deer after staring at it for three days and three nights, I changed a sum of money from the rich man in the village, Zhang Yuanwai, to buy sheep, and finally got rid of the life of hunger and satiety.
The next step is to learn martial arts, read and herd sheep. Although life is hard, it is also free.
Soon after arriving here, Ishikawa was surprised to find that this is a world that is quite different from the earth before him. Although he has never been out of half a mountain village, even in the town hundreds of miles away, he can only find from the hunters in the village that they have more skills than any expert he has ever seen when he was on the earth, A slightly more powerful person can crack the stele and break the wood with a single blow. Of course, his father, Shi Mu, is also included.
The most knowledgeable old hunter in the village, Old Man Wang, who had been wandering outside for decades, told us that their means were nothing at all. Compared with the real experts, they were just the difference between heaven and earth. More than once, Old Man Wang described with relish to Shi Chuan the fight scene between two experts who had escaped from heaven and earth that he was lucky to see, Ishikawa was also very envious.
"First of all, this is a world where people can practice. Second, this is a world where people can practice until they reach the bottom. If possible, can I also..." Ishikawa said to himself.
But to think about it, how should he live his life? Apart from the surrounding areas of Banshan Village, he dare not go deep into the nearby mountains, let alone go through the mountains to seek opportunities in the town hundreds of miles away. Besides, according to old man Wang, there is no monk in the town outside the mountain who can teach people to practice, The nearest place seems to be in Kunwu Mountain thousands of miles away.
So after a period of ebullition, Ishikawa returned to his original orderly life. The only change was that he practiced martial arts more diligently than ever before. At the same time, he could not bear to be lonely and began to tell storytelling to the village's children of the same age. The content was selected from the Fengshen Romance, The Water Margin, and Journey to the West.
What makes Shi Chuan rather ironic is that those children are so fascinated by his story that they scratch their ears and face when they don't listen to it for a day, and their hearts itch. In particular, the rich people outside of Zhang's family will steal some wine and meat from their own homes for him to enjoy in order to hear more.
Ishikawa wondered whether he would go directly into the online writing stage of the fire after he finished his Journey to the West, so that he could eat the wine and meat stolen by Zhang Fugui every day?
"Hey, hey..." He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the happy place.
While he was laughing to himself, several shrill barks suddenly came out of the house.
Ishikawa woke up with a start. He could not even wear clothes. He reached for the bone cutter on the stove and ran out of the door.
The wind and rain outside are getting worse.
