Chapter 3: I'd rather be a dog of peace than a person in a troubled world
There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and the world has been around for thousands of years.
Bai Ye regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and saw the situation clearly in just a moment. This was a dilapidated Buddhist temple that had been abandoned and had no use of incense.
A group of skinny and ragged children walked into the temple sparsely. A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, holding a pottery bowl with a chipped mouth, trotted up to Bai Ye and asked nervously: "Are you awake?"
Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
For a little girl who begs for a living, such a question should not have come out of her mouth long ago, just like she will take you to a doctor if you say you are not feeling well.
Other little beggars of about the same age were scattered around, guarding the food they had begged for, either eating or taking a nap.
Bai Ye shook his head.
"This steamed bun is for you. It's a bit rancid, so bear with it and eat it!" The little girl handed over the bowl in her hand and pursed her lips, as if she was reluctant to give up and felt inferior.
Bai Ye glanced at it, reached for the pottery bowl, took out the only half of the steamed bun inside, broke it gently, divided it into two portions, put one portion back into the bowl and handed it to the girl.
Then he took a bite of half of the steamed bun in his hand. It tasted a little rancid. After swallowing it, he motioned to the little girl to sit down next to him. While chewing the steamed bun, Bai Ye asked about the situation: "What is this place? Do you know?"
There was no loss of memory, he remembered everything that had happened, but there were some things that made him very confused, such as why he appeared in this strange place.
The little girl looks pretty and pretty, but she is too thin and her clothes are obviously too big. She is a person who has endured hardships.
It looked like she was too hungry. The little girl took two bites of the steamed buns, looked around, and then answered him softly: "This is Wujiang County. A year ago, officers and soldiers fought in the county town. Those people burned, killed and looted. We all came from the city."
Those who escaped had no money and had to beg to survive."
"My name is Murong Mingzhu, what's yours?"
"white night!"
Wujiang County, judging from the map that the master brought back from outside the mountain, is one day and one night's journey from Mount Tai, and now it is at the focus of the battle between the two kings.
"Where are your relatives? Why don't you go and seek refuge with them?" Knowing the situation at this time, Bai Ye started to care about the little girl.
From her speech and behavior, Bai Ye could tell that the little girl had an unusual family before. She was able to see the situation clearly in troubled times, which was very different from the common people who worried about eating every day.
The little girl's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she said calmly: "Those relatives who used to fawn over us now treat me like snakes and scorpions, and they all say that I am a broom star..."
Those relatives who once fawned over her family were now afraid to avoid her family when they saw it was in trouble. After this incident, the little girl realized the warmth and warmth of human nature.
She would rather beg for a living all day long and have no one to rely on. During this period of time, the little girl feels that she is more relaxed and comfortable than living under the influence of others and being looked down upon by others.
The sky outside the temple was terrifyingly gloomy. The little girl huddled up next to the altar table, hugging a broken bowl and fell asleep. Her thin clothes were not enough to keep out the cold in the winter, and her petite shoulders were trembling.
Bai Ye took off his clothes and covered her, walked to the entrance of the temple and sat down on the ground. The cold wind mixed with the biting cold of snow and water slapped on his body, and his nerves were particularly clear.
He had a vague feeling that there was a mysterious big hand behind his back controlling the trajectory of his life. This feeling suddenly appeared when he woke up in the temple.
If he had not set foot on Mount Tai and listened to Wang Hua and went directly to Beiliang to find King Xu, the situation would definitely be different.
King Xu of Northern Liang was a ruthless character. He was the only king with a different surname in the Great Qin Empire. He had many capable men and strong soldiers and horses. Even if the world was in chaos, no one would go to him to cause trouble.
Bai Ye had a plan in mind. He would wait until dawn to enter the county town, prepare dry food for the road, and then hire a carriage.
However, money is an important issue. Wang Hua brought back a few pieces of gold from outside before and gave it to him to cultivate his attributes.
"I wonder how much this gold is worth and whether it is enough." Bai Ye thought to himself.
Gold is called the essence of the earth and contains some metallic power. This power is sharp and indestructible. Many swordsmen have awakened the metallic power.
It is extremely difficult to awaken attributes. Those who can awaken attributes are all unparalleled geniuses, become famous all over the world, and enter the legendary holy land of monasticism.
As for what attributes are and how to awaken them, Wang Hua didn't teach them, and Bai Ye didn't know either.
If it hadn't been for the young emperor seeking immortality ten years ago and pursuing the art of immortality, Penglai, Abbot, Kunlun and other holy places of the Immortal family would still be in a state of seclusion and unknown to the public.
Bai Ye has never left the village and has no understanding of the outside world. The value of gold has no practical value to ordinary people.
The attribute power contained in it cannot be absorbed by mortals.
"Hmm... so cold"
A soft hum as thin as a mosquito interrupted Bai Ye's thoughts. He walked quickly to the little girl and squatted down. He found that the little girl looked a little painful, so he put the back of his hand against the little girl's seal to explore.
"Fever!"
Bai Ye frowned. Mortals are constantly tortured by birth, aging, illness and death, struggling in the world. Even the legendary ascetics cannot escape the five declines of heaven and man.
Bai Ye picked up the little girl by the waist and found that the girl had no weight at all, was skinny and light.
After glancing at the other little beggars in the temple, Bai Ye carried the little girl out of the door, and ran towards the nearest medicine shop as the sky started to turn white.
The little girl was still not honest in Bai Ye's arms, moaning and slurring her words, holding tightly to the clothes on Bai Ye's chest with both hands and refusing to let go.
After a while of galloping, against the heavy snow, with no time to drink tea, Bai Ye rushed to the eaves of a medicine shop, put the little girl down, put his left hand around her waist, tilted his body slightly to the right, let her head rest on his chest, and "
"Dong dong dong" knocking on the door of a drug store so eagerly.
Under the moonlight, perhaps Bai Ye didn't notice that the little girl's face gradually improved, and her frown slowly relaxed.
There seemed to be a faint arc at the corner of the little girl's mouth.
"Who is it? You're not letting anyone sleep anymore!"
There was a rush of footsteps followed by a few yawns, and the door creaked open from the inside. A thin man dressed as a waiter rubbed his sore eyes, only glanced at the two of them, then turned around and walked inside, saying lazily.
"Come with me"
Maybe it was because Bai Ye didn't look like rich people, their clothes were simple, and the waiter's attitude was very casual, but Bai Ye didn't care. He just wanted to get the medicine for the little girl as soon as possible. Only after taking the medicine could he feel at ease.
Walking into the inner hall, the clerk walked to the counter, stretched himself, leaned on the counter and asked, "Tell me! What's wrong with you?"
Bai Ye put his hand close to the little girl's forehead and touched it. She felt that the high fever was almost gone. She probably didn't need to take any more medicine. She must have said to the waiter in her heart: "Give me some herbs to warm the body and nourish the blood!"
Long-term malnutrition has caused the little girl to become as skinny as a stick. Bai Ye feels very distressed, secretly thinking that things are very difficult in the world.
I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times!