It took him a month to build a wooden house in the mountain forest. He created a trail in the forest that extended from the wooden house to the river at the foot of the mountain, so he felt that he would not get lost.
Hua Ling collected many herbs and dried them. After so many years of traveling, he found that people with medical skills were more likely to survive because they had the ability to protect themselves and help others, so he planned to show off as a doctor.
"Speaking of which, I have dreamed of having a cabin in the woods since I was a child." Hua Ling was washing fruits and vegetables by the river, and was going to take them back to the cabin after washing.
Lu Ya stood aside in the form of a crow, observing Hua Ling's every move.
Hua Ling put the last vegetable back into the basket: "But as I grew up, I began to dislike the environment in the mountains and forests. There was dirt and bugs everywhere, and then I stopped thinking about these impractical things."
"What is the world like in another time and space?" Lu Ya asked.
After Hua Ling stood up, Lu Ya flew back to Hua Ling's shoulder. Hua Ling thought for a moment and said with a smile: "It's hard to describe, but it won't be very different from here."
"Is there a god like you in another time and space?"
"I don't know, maybe there is." It's not like Hua Ling hasn't thought about this problem, but even if it is, it has nothing to do with him, so it's useless to think about it.
After returning to the wooden house, Hua Ling suddenly found that the door latch of the wooden house was opened and someone broke into the place.
Hua Ling frowned, but walked into the house unhurriedly, placed the bamboo basket full of fruits and vegetables on the table in the house, appeared with a "click", and Hua Ling suddenly closed the door.
There is a little boy behind the door.
Hua Ling looked at the boy in front of him. He was seven or eight years old with disheveled hair. His clothes were stained with some mud, but it could be seen that they were made of good material.
The boy looked at Hua Ling warily, and fearfully looked at Lu Ya on Hua Ling's shoulder.
"Who are you? Where do you come from?" Hua Ling fastened the door latch, pulled out a straw mat from under the bed and threw it in front of the boy to signal him to sit down.
The boy picked up the straw mat and moved step by step to sit cross-legged in front of Hua Ling. Watching Hua Ling sit directly on the edge of the bed, the boy remained silent.
"Speak, if you don't tell me, I will treat you as a thief?" Hua Ling took a piece of fruit from the bamboo basket, broke off half of it and put it on the table for Lu Ya to eat.
The boy opened his mouth, but closed it again without saying a word. Although Hua Ling already knew the child's origin through his ability, he still planned to wait for him to speak.
"Speak, you are not mute, are you?" Hua Ling finished eating half of the fruit in his hand, threw it into the wooden bucket next to him, wiped his hands with a cloth, stood up and walked to the boy, squatted down and reached out to squeeze
Hold both sides of the boy's cheeks.
"I...I can talk..." The boy was pinched painfully by Hua Ling, and then he spoke.
Hua Ling squatted in front of the boy and talked to him at close range: "Where are you from? What's your name?"
"I come from Handan. My surname is Zhao and my name is Zheng."
Hua Ling raised her eyebrows: "Why are you at my house?"
"I got separated from the convoy when it rained yesterday, and I found a house here in the morning."
"so……"
"Can you take me in for a while? My mother will probably come find me."
Hua Ling stood up, looked at the boy named Zhao Zheng in front of her, then looked out the window, and nodded: "Okay, as long as it doesn't cause trouble."
"Then I've already announced my identity, what about you?" The boy grabbed Hua Ling's clothes.
"Hua Ling." Hua Ling walked to the bamboo basket, took out a piece of fruit, and asked Zhao Zheng, "Would you like to eat it?"
Zhao Zheng shook his head, but his stomach made a gurgling sound.
Hua Ling threw the fruit into Zhao Zheng's arms: "Since you can eat it when you are hungry, and it is not poisonous, do you think you have taboos?"
"No……"
"Then eat."
Zhao Zheng took a bite. The cool taste was mixed with the sweet and sour fruit, and he ate it up one bite at a time.
"It looks like we're going to have an extra roommate in a short period of time -" Hua Ling stretched out and stroked Lu Yao's feathers.
After Zhao Zheng came to Hua Ling's wooden house, he checked several times whether Hua Ling's hair color was fake. Hua Ling's silver-white hair was pulled by him several times.
Zhao Zheng woke up in the morning and Hua Ling disappeared, but he could hear a melodious flute sound. When he heard it for the second time, he went out to look for it.
Zhao Zheng followed the sound of the flute and came outside the house. After walking more than ten meters into the forest, he saw an open space in the forest. The space was not big, but it seemed to have been specially set aside. There were no other unsightly plants except weeds.
The one playing the flute in the clearing is Hua Ling.
While the flute was playing, many birds stopped on the surrounding branches. Before the flute stopped playing, there was a long, high-pitched sound, which caused the birds to scatter.
After the flute ended, there were no birds around except Lu Ya.
Hua Ling put down the bamboo flute in her hand and stretched out her hand for Lu Ya to stop. When she turned around, she saw Zhao Zheng who was already stunned.
"Are you awake?" Hua Ling walked over and waved her hand in front of Zhao Zheng to bring him back from his thoughts.
Zhao Zheng looked at Hua Ling in surprise and took Hua Ling's hand: "You are so good, this flute..."
Hua Ling showed the flute to Zhao Zheng: "I made this flute myself, what's wrong?"
"Did you make it yourself? It's amazing..." Zhao Zheng looked at Hua Ling and the flute in his hand in amazement.
Hua Ling looked at Zhao Zheng with a smile and suddenly said: "Zhao Zheng, let me ask you a question."
Zhao Zheng raised his head in confusion and looked at Hua Ling.
"Is your father Ying Chu? Your real name should be Ying Zheng."
Ying Zheng was stunned, surprised and happy: "How did you know? Father and the others came to see me?"
"No, but I can send you back."
After Hua Ling confirmed that the door latch of the wooden house was fastened, she took Ying Zheng down the mountain to the city. Ying Zheng asked Hua Ling questions all the way.
"How do you know who my father is?"
"Your clothes are not made of materials worn by ordinary people."
"Then you should have discovered it on the first day, right? Why did you only send me down the mountain today?"
"I didn't plan to take the trouble to send you down, but a child like you can't stay in a deserted place for too long. It's easy for problems to arise."
"Hua Ling, you are so kind!"
Hua Lingdu sent Ying Zheng to the palace gate, but as expected, he was stopped by the guards.
But Ying Zheng walked forward and took out a jade pendant: "I want to see my mother!"
The guard saw the jade pendant in Ying Zheng's hand and insisted that Ying Zheng was trying to impersonate the prince. Just as he was about to snatch the jade pendant, Hua Ling beat him back. Hua Ling faced off against the two guards.
"Go and call the king, or I will break in directly!" Hua Ling defended Ying Zheng and confronted the guards.
Ying Zheng looked at Hua Ling's back, and for a moment he felt that Hua Ling seemed to be glowing.
The guards couldn't deal with Hua Ling, so one of them went to call the king.
Hua Ling turned around, looked at Ying Zheng, and touched his head: "I didn't tell you earlier if I had a jade pendant."
"Hehe~" Ying Zheng scratched his head and looked at Hua Ling with admiration, "So you know martial arts?"