The night is getting colder and the fields are empty.
The old man had left at some point, and it was only when the insects and frogs began to chirp that Jiang Ning came back to his senses.
"Me? A miracle?" Jiang Ning laughed at himself, sighed, and groped back to the room.
The next day, warm light came in from the window and hit Jiang Ning's face while he was sleeping. Although he couldn't see the light, the warmth on his face still woke him up from his dream.
That night, he slept particularly peacefully.
"The old man said that he has something to explain to me today. Let's see what it is." Jiang Ning calmed down for a moment, then slowly groped out the door.
When he arrived in the courtyard, he first stopped and listened around. When he saw that there was no sound, he raised his hand and opened his palm to the sky, judging the current time by the warmth in his palm.
"It's almost noon. Is that old man not awake yet?" After initially judging the time, Jiang Ning was confused when he heard the old man's voice from behind him.
"Woke up?"
Jiang Ning was startled, then turned around and said respectfully: "Yes, senior."
Even so, he was murmuring in his heart. Why does this old man always like to appear and disappear? Doesn't he understand that he is being bullied and can't see it?
If he hadn't known that the old man in front of him was not hostile to him, Jiang Ning would have been tortured to the point of losing his mind.
The old man seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, with a helpless smile on his face, and said: "There are purple bamboos in the back mountain. You go and cut some back, and then go to the creek two miles southeast to get some water, and put the courtyard into the house."
The water jar inside is full.”
"Ah?" Jiang Ning was confused.
After working on it for a long time, these are the things I want to tell myself today?
However, my current situation is not much better. It is hard to find a shelter here. It is normal to chop wood and carry water. After all, I have to find a way to survive.
Without wasting time, Jiang Ning groped along the wooden fence, found the machete, and then stumbled towards the back hill where the old man said.
Zhou Sheng, on the other hand, always looked on with cold eyes and did not offer any help.
Looking at Jiang Ning's retreating figure, he sighed: "It's a seed, and it will always sprout, but I don't have much time left for you..."
His voice was very small, and other than himself, he could only be heard by the wind passing through the court.
Jiang Ning fell down so many times along the way and was covered in mud that he finally found the purple bamboo forest.
After feeling it carefully with his hands and confirming that it was bamboo, he began to cut it down.
During the whole process, Jiang Ning remained silent. Even though his hand was pricked with bamboo and his blood was dripping several times during the process to confirm whether he had cut in the right place, he still had no complaints.
"Since you are not dead, you must try your best to live." At this moment, as the bamboo chips flew, Jiang Ning also relaxed his mind, and his mind began to replay all his experiences from the time he came to the Kyushu Continent until now.
And as the experience kept repeating itself, a clarity that had never existed before was born in his mind.
The blood in the hands gradually dried up, formed scabs, and then broke due to excessive force, and continued to ooze blood, over and over again, like a reincarnation.
"Miracle, life, meaning..." These words kept filling Jiang Ning's mind, raging, as if his head would burst. But the more this happened, the harder he chopped, and the accuracy of his head became smaller.
The smaller it is.
Slowly, Jiang Ning seemed to have entered a strange realm.
In the courtyard of the thatched cottage, Zhou Sheng's gaze erupted with a terrifying light at this moment, a sword that could shatter the space.
"I thought it would take some time, but I didn't expect that in just half a day, I have reached the edge..." Zhou Sheng showed a smile, then pinched with both hands, muttered a spell quickly in his mouth, and suddenly scolded in a low voice: "
open!"
From such a long distance, the soil under Jiang Ning's feet seemed to be able to hear Zhou Sheng's voice. When the words fell, a faint white light burst out.
These white lights were like fireflies, constantly emerging from the earth, and then slowly suspended until they stopped next to Jiang Ning.
There were more and more white light spots, eventually forming a milky white haze that enveloped Jiangning.
However, Jiang Ning, who was immersed in an unknown state, did not notice anything.
It wasn't until the moon reached the treetops that the haze disappeared, and Jiang Ning recovered from that state.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jiang Ning packed the chopped bamboo into bundles and walked towards the thatched house.
During this process, his only hand was pricked with countless tiny bamboo sticks, which caused so much pain that his lips turned white.
After finally groping back to the hut, before he could say anything, he heard Zhou Sheng say that there was flour in the kitchen and asked him to make some food and get some for himself.
Jiang Ning was stunned, and then realized that he was already feeling hungry.
With a slight sigh, he groped his way to the kitchen again. After struggling for a long time, he smelled the aroma of steamed buns coming from the kitchen.
After an afternoon of cutting down trees, Jiang Ning was able to come back alive. The small things of making steamed buns should not be an obstacle to his survival.
Soon, Jiang Ning filled his stomach, but while Zhou Sheng was chewing the steamed buns slowly, he told him that the kitchen water tank was empty and asked him to get up at Mao tomorrow and go fetch water from the creek three miles away.
, faced with an almost oppressive order, Jiang Ning’s dental crown was urgent, but he just agreed in a muffled voice.
At midnight, Jiang Ning, lying on the bamboo couch, felt tired as never before. With the night wind blowing, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, Jiang Ning seemed to be in an endless abyss, surrounded by darkness, no light, no sound, only dead silence. This environment made him feel a little afraid. He shouted loudly, hoping for some response, but there was nothing.
There is only endless silence.
Suddenly, there was a strange noise coming from the depths of darkness. He hurriedly followed the sound and looked over. Even though he couldn't see anything, Jiang Ning opened his eyes as wide as possible.
He saw a black shadow coming towards him in the darkness. Jiang Ning had no time to react as a burning pain spread throughout his body.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With a scream, Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, and then heard Zhou Sheng's nightmarish voice ringing in his ears.
"What time has it been and you're still sleeping! Did you fart when I told you last night? Why don't you go out and fetch water!"
It turned out that the black shadow was the thorn stick in Zhou Sheng's hand. No wonder it was so painful when it was slapped on his body.
Jiang Ning dared not speak out in anger, so he could only get up and work with gritted teeth.
In the next few days, Zhou Sheng tortured Jiang Ning in different ways. Even cultivators with strong cultivation might not be able to persist in such frequent and heavy hard work, let alone Jiang Ning.
Because it is useless.
But he didn't fall down, and instead survived even more tenaciously.
A few days later, Jiang Ning was caught in the pouring rain and repaired the leaking spot on the roof with mud. He was covered in mud and in a state of embarrassment. He finally repaired the dilapidated roof and was about to climb down the ladder when he suddenly found himself groping.
There is no place for the ladder.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ning gritted his teeth, jumped up, and jumped down.
From this height, even a normal person would not be able to fall and get injured, let alone Jiang Ning, a blind and handicapped person?
There was no miracle. He fell to the ground, with multiple fractures on his body. His whole body was curled up on the ground in pain, twitching endlessly.
"Does it hurt? Why don't you scream?" Zhou Sheng's voice sounded slowly.
But Jiang Ning didn't have the strength to answer him. The severe pain in his body made him almost faint. But when Zhou Sheng saw this, he said reluctantly: "You said you are already like this, why are you still alive? In fact, you can do it."
Go to hell."
"It would be great to die. There will be no pain, no worries, no humiliation, and I won't be trampling you like an animal all day long. Tell me, why do you persist?"