My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 7 Night
Why!Yang Zhen lay on the grass dejectedly, staring blankly at the sky, her mind was full of the immortal figure of the Taoist priest flying with his sword and killing the strange fish just now.

"It would be great if I could fly freely in the sky like the immortal just now! If one day I can cultivate to the level of the legendary great supernatural power, will I still be able to return to my earth?"

"Then why didn't the immortal respond? Even if you don't agree, a 'squeak' will do..."

"Am I being too urgent? Or am I not sincere enough?"

"Whether it's a fairy or a goddess, they are all so cold!"

Thinking about these messes, and being tired from walking just now, under the warm glow of the setting sun, Yang Zhen fell asleep in a daze.

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Yang Zhen was awakened by a faint cry.

At this time, the sun has disappeared on the distant river, and the last red glow remains in the distant sky.The hill-like body of the fish on the bank of the river has only a skeleton left, and there are countless figures around it, cutting off the fish piece by piece and taking it away.The scene was noisy and enthusiastic.

On Big Yu's side, there was an extra stretcher at some point, and two people were hobbled to carry the stretcher, followed by several children of different sizes.A woman was crying in front of the bloody corpse on the stretcher, crying her lungs out.

What Yang Zhen heard just now was the crying of this woman.

There are not only fairies in this world, but also strange fish that can eat people!

This wail was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing some of Yang Zhen's reverie about this strange world.

And...Yang Zhen suddenly trembled all over. He remembered the words left by the Taoist just before he left:

"There are wolves in this mountain..."

I go!Yang Zhen was scared, he couldn't stay in this place anymore, he had to go back!

Yang Zhen hurried back along the path.

By this time it was getting darker and darker.In a blink of an eye, the mountains in the distance, the nearby trees and bushes... all became blurred.A dark and gloomy atmosphere filled this silent mountain forest.

The sound of the rushing river was getting farther and deeper behind him.Other than that, there is only the rustling of the grass and the rustling of the leaves when I step on it.

Yang Zhen panicked more and more, her heart was pounding.He walked faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally couldn't help running, and he didn't dare to look back, as if there was a huge black shadow approaching him behind him.

On the desolate and uninhabited mountain path, a small figure is running in a hurry...

A thought suddenly appeared in Yang Zhen's mind:

Did "I" run away in fear like this three days ago?And tumble down that col with the well?What was it that frightened me?
Wolf! ...a man-eating wolf! ...that shrill female voice in the nightmare...

Yang Zhen seemed to have grasped something, and an indescribable sadness and fear surged in her heart.He wished he could return to the Taoist temple immediately.That dilapidated Taoist temple has now become a harbor that can soothe his soul.

Finally, the Taoist temple arrived, and the bamboo cage blocking the way was pushed away. The room was pitch black, and the iron pillar had obviously not returned.Yang Zhen fell headfirst on the door panel bed, panting heavily.

He has only eaten a piece of cake since he woke up, and he is already very hungry at the moment.Panic, hunger, exhaustion, grief, all mixed together, his mood was very low, and his body was even more uncomfortable. There was a torment like wanting to vomit but not being able to vomit...

Yang Zhen supported the wall, lowered her head, covered her mouth, and retched non-stop. Tears could not help but flow out of her eyes, and flowed down between her fingers to the ground.

Yang Zhen's voice was hoarse, holding her hand tightly, like a wounded little animal, crying out the person he missed the most after he came to this world:

"Mom...Dad...I miss you so much..."

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Tie Zhu came back about half an hour later. At that time, Yang Zhen had regained his composure. He was lying on the bed, his eyes glazed over.

Before entering the room, uncontrollable laughter has already passed in:
"Little Shitou, I'm lucky today, I have meat to eat, haha!"

Amidst the laughter, a young man with black cheeks strode in. He held a club in his right hand and a piece of flesh the size of an adult's fist in his left hand.The meat was still raw, dripping with blood.

"Today is really a good day. A fairy slaughtered a big fish outside the city..."

As soon as Tie Zhu said it, Yang Zhen immediately understood.It turned out that after the fairy threw the strange fish by the river, the people in half the city were alarmed, and people went out of the city to share the big fish.Tie Zhu also mixed in the crowd and got a share of the fish.

Seeing the food, Yang Zhen cheered up: "Do we have a fire? This fish is raw."

"Fire?" Tie Zhu was stunned, and suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, I forgot that there is such a thing!"

He rummaged through the box and took out a fire pocket:

"This is left by the old Taoist priest. Last year, those villains wanted to trade this for food, so I hid it."

The most indispensable thing on the mountain is the dead branches and leaves. Soon, the fire was ablaze, and the fish was roasted back and forth on the fire, dripping oil stains and smelling fragrant.Both of them watched the fish meat getting more and more delicious, and kept swallowing their saliva.

There is not much fish, and even less after the two share it, but there is a feeling of fullness after eating it.This meat chews like dried beef and is very tough, so it needs a good set of teeth.Fortunately, both of them are extremely hungry people, and the most important thing they lack is good teeth.For a while, the yard was quiet, only the sound of two people chewing fish.

After taking a sip of the well water, Yang Zhen took the initiative to stir up the topic:
"Brother Tie Zhu, have you ever seen a fairy?"

"I've seen them. They live in the mountains in front of them. They can always be seen."

"Then can we go to apprentice?"

"That won't work, you have to have... have that spiritual root!"

"Spiritual roots? Who can have spiritual roots? Do we have any?"

"I don't have any, you..." Tie Zhu glanced at Yang Zhen, "I don't know if you have any."

"Then who can know?"

"Of course it's a fairy. They can tell if you have spiritual roots just by looking at you. If you do, they will take you as a disciple and take you to the mountain..."

You can tell just by looking at it... Today the fairy looked at me more than once, but he didn't express anything.

wrong!

Not expressing it is also an expression, he did not agree to my apprenticeship, does this mean——

I probably don't have spiritual roots.

Yang Zhen's heart was so cold, the hope that had just been ignited was shattered just like that.

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It's late at night, and the moonlight shines on the ground through the window lattice, which is quiet and beautiful.Tie Zhu beside him was already snoring loudly, but Yang Zhen could hardly fall asleep.The headache when I just woke up reappeared, and the tearing sensation hit the brain like a tide, as if with a tremor, I would leave this body...

Is this a rejection reaction of the body?Yang Zhen felt pain in her heart, and pressed her forehead hard with both hands, slightly relieving the pain.

After a while, the headache finally stopped hurting so much.Yang Zhen didn't want to sleep, he took out the two harvests of today: the wood carving and the stone, playing with them lightly in his hands, his thoughts drifted away slowly...

What was your previous identity?Although the clothes on his body were scratched and tattered, it can still be seen that the material is very soft, similar to the silk in his previous life.In this way, the family should be considered wealthy.How could such a person be alone on the mountain?Was the woman in the nightmare his mother?Scattered because of a pack of wolves?Does he have any relatives in this world?

And that Patriarch Yunxiao, who has lived for thousands of years and even ascended to the heavenly realm, where is the heavenly realm?
Why are the characters here similar to ancient Chinese characters, and even the language can be communicated? Is there any connection between this world and the earth?
And their own parents on earth, they are only their own seedlings.From studying to finding a job, he is quite up-to-date, and the old couple has always been proud of him.If they knew that they had gone to another world, how would they grieve?
Yang Zhen didn't dare to think about it anymore...

God, I hope that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will still be the same Yang Zhen on the earth, instead of a small rock on this mountain.

With this expectation, Yang Zhen finally fell asleep...

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PS: In the previous chapters, there will be more descriptions of Yang Zhen's heart. I don't know if everyone likes it, and I feel very disturbed.

I read a lot of time-travel novels, and I also ask myself, what would it be like if I was suddenly in an ancient world?I think it should be fear, loneliness, and overwhelmed first!If you find it difficult to understand, you can imagine that you suddenly become a tribe in Africa, or a villager in a remote and backward mountain village in Southeast Asia. What will happen to you?I'm afraid the first reaction is to beg God to send you back!

So Yeo Jin cries because she misses her parents, I think it's a normal reaction.Even if he cultivates to a very high level in the future, he will be alone and helpless at this time.

I hope that with the help of Yang Zhen's experience, I can describe the fairy world in my imagination step by step.It's just limited to my own level, it may seem a little dull, I hope everyone will bear with me, thank you!
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