Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 1
On the Du River in Zhushan County, a small wooden boat is slowly moving along a narrow tributary of the river.

The surrounding mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. In this midsummer, when the country’s high temperature explodes, the temperature is still more than 20 degrees. Yi Shuyuan, who is standing at the bow of the boat, can’t help but sigh inwardly.

Many people think that Changde is the same as Wuling in ancient times, but in fact, in the Taiyuan period of Jin Dynasty, the only place called Wuling on the Chinese map is the current Zhushan County, which was called Wuling County at that time, which belonged to Shangyong County. The blocked river under the boat was the Wuling River at that time. , is also the place Yi Shuyuan has always wanted to come to for so many years.

Among the mountains and rivers, Yi Shuyuan's sense of substitution aroused his book addiction, imagining a certain picture in his heart, the breath in his throat changed, and he spoke with the emotions in his mind.

"From Jin to Taiyuan, Wuling people fished for a living. Walking along the stream, forgetting the distance of the road. Suddenly, I came across a peach blossom forest, with hundreds of steps between the banks, no miscellaneous trees, fresh grass, and colorful fallen flowers."

Yi Shuyuan seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of "Peach Blossom Spring", with a clear and powerful voice.

In Yi Shuyuan's mind, it seems that during the Taiyuan period of Jin Dynasty, a fisherman was walking leisurely on the water, with a level of Mandarin, plus his own emotional rendering and imaginative artistic conception, pointing his fingers leisurely to the shore, It seems that there are peach trees blooming there
The uncle who was rowing at the stern was a little fascinated, and even subconsciously looked in the direction of Yi Shuyuan's finger, but of course he didn't see any peach trees.

Yi Shuyuan was brewing emotions at the moment, and the uncle who was rowing the boat thought he had finished reading, so he couldn't help but strike up a conversation.

"Young man, you are pretty solid. You have a really nice voice. What do you do?"

Yi Shuyuan turned his head and looked behind helplessly, pointing to the action camera on his finger.

"Master, I make a living online, you can treat me as a storyteller."

The uncle who rowed the boat suddenly realized.

"Oh! You are, you are the kind of internet celebrity, right?"

Hearing this, Yi Shuyuan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Combining storytelling and ventriloquism, one person interprets all kinds of splendor in the book. Since ancient times, a few masters of storytelling art have had extraordinary attainments in this art, and it cannot be said that it is completely cut off today, but it is hard to find traces.

And Yi Shuyuan's ambition lies in this. He once thought that he was talented and would be able to achieve something. After working for a few years, he resolutely resigned and devoted himself to the new media industry based on his dream.

But hard work does not necessarily lead to success, and the appearance of various AI voices has also crushed Yi Shuyuan's confidence. Now that he has traveled all over the country here, it is almost time to walk from dream to real life.

"Master, I'm just playing casually, and I don't get along with Internet celebrities. If you think it sounds good to me, I will continue to talk, and there will be more later!"

Ironically, Yi Shuyuan felt that he was still in college when he felt he was the most famous.

But it was not a good name, but was approved by the whole school. That time, Yi Shuyuan was drunk in the dormitory, and he dragged him to write a striking limelight outside the white wall of the school library. Since then, Yi Shuyuan Yuan's nickname of "immortal, magic stick" spread throughout the school, even the counselors followed suit.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The voice of the rowing man interrupted Yi Shuyuan's brief memory. The latter calmed down and took a deep breath, brewing emotions again, turning around and looking forward, imagining the magic in his heart.

"Fishermen are very different. Going forward, if you want to exhaust the forest and the water source, you will get a mountain with a small mouth, as if... if~there~is~ light."

Yi Shuyuan's voice slowed down, his eyes widened slightly, his pupils dilated slowly involuntarily, and in a trance, he seemed to see a hazy light in front of him like a real illusion.

"boom--"

The boat bumped into something suddenly, and Yi Shuyuan was caught off guard without even reacting, and fell into the river with an "ah" sound from the uncle at the stern.

"Puff."

At the moment when he fell into the river, Yi Shuyuan seemed to see something hitting the boat. It seemed to be a large piece of ice?
The next moment, Yi Shuyuan was submerged by countless flowing water. He struggled to paddle but couldn't float up, and even the more he paddled, the faster he sank, as if he was tied with lead weights, falling into a terrifying deep darkness in the water, as if A huge mouth to swallow him.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

The panic and fear brought about by the status quo made it harder for Yi Shuyuan to hold his breath, and countless blisters overflowed from Yi Shuyuan's mouth.

The body sinking faster and faster, Yi Shuyuan poured a lot of saliva into his mouth, and his consciousness became no longer clear. In addition to the suffocation on the body, the surrounding water seemed to be getting colder and colder. His struggle also weakened.

'It's so uncomfortable, so cold, am I going to die?'

There seemed to be streams of hazy streamers in the darkness, scurrying in front of Yi Shuyuan's drowsy sight, and pictures of memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and some hallucinations even occurred. Books, voices, long gowns and armor, etc., which are familiar or unfamiliar
And all of this seemed to be in his mind and in front of his eyes, as if he was going to leave Yi Shuyuan with his own life, turning into rays of light and flying away from his body.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan instinctively stretched out his hand to grasp all these things, as if he was grasping the turbulent streamer at his fingertips.

rumbling...

The streamer swayed, his fingertips trembled constantly, and Yi Shuyuan's heart seemed to tremble violently, making him feel the fear of being torn apart.

At the moment when the mind was shaken, countless light spots exploded in an instant, and the streamer flew away like a thread.

bang~
The impact made the water flow continuously, countless star points flew away and dissipated, Yi Shuyuan's fingertips remained flashing, and his whole body was also turning in the water, and the picture became more and more blurred.

"Boom..."

Something knocked Yi Shuyuan's head, and he suddenly woke up from his drowsiness. He paddled wildly in a panic, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the bondage of being constantly involved was gone!

There is nothing else to care about, Yi Shuyuan only dared to take a look at the dark water, and then tried his best to paddle up, the intense pain of suffocation made him go crazy.

"Bang~"

Yi Shuyuan's head hit something, and amidst the sound of "crashing" water, his body came out of the water again through a gap that separated in two halves.

"Ho ho, ho, cough cough help, help"

Yi Shuyuan shouted and fumbled, and in the confusion, he realized that there were actually pieces of ice floes around him, but they were shaking so badly that he couldn't lie down at all.

ice?How can there be ice?But at this moment, Yi Shuyuan had no time to think about it. He found that the shore was not far away, so he kicked the water and swam over. The trembling mouth kept calling for help.

"Ho, ho, is there anyone, help—"

But the forest land is mixed with residual snow, and the setting sun shines on the river valley, like a deserted mountain and old forest, which makes Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.

But there are actually people here.

There was a group of people hiding behind a few big trees not far from the bank. Seeing the scene in the river, one of them hesitated and was about to go out, but was pulled back by the people around him.

"Let him thump for a while longer. The harder the thump, the better. That beast likes to live."

So, the group of people waited quietly for a while, watching Yi Shuyuan struggling desperately there, seeing his movements getting smaller and smaller, and the person who just spoke couldn't hold his breath anymore.

"Brother, it seems that I won't be here today."

During the speech, the man saw the elder brother nodding, and immediately rushed to the river bank. He had reached the bank in a few steps, and in Yi Shuyuan's surprised eyes, he reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Clap la la la~"

Just mentioning it, Yi Shuyuan, who was soaked in ice water, was lifted out of the water by the visitor
"Thank you, thank you."

Yi Shuyuan was so cold that he could hardly speak, but the person who rescued Yi Shuyuan grinned, turned his head and smiled at the people behind him.

"He still has to thank us?"

"Hahahahaha" "Ahahahaha"

There was a roar of laughter.

(End of this chapter)