Wu Tian’s cultivation was indeed completely wasted, but his soul power was still there, so it was still easy for him to hunt the wild beasts in the back mountain.
However, when I walked into the back mountain, the memories sealed deep in my soul emerged into my mind like a tide!
He remembered that this was the hunting spot for the villagers.
He still remembered that when he was a child, he often sneaked here to play with Longhu.
Of course, at that time they only dared to stay at the foot of the mountain and rarely went up the mountain.
At that time, he and Long Hu were still innocent children and had not yet started the path of cultivation, but that period of time was really happy.
It’s a pity that he can never go back to the past. Even though he is an ordinary person now, he doesn’t have the same feeling as before when he steps here again.
Some things can be kept, but some things are gone once they are gone, and no matter how hard you try to keep them, they will not stop.
Gradually, he reached the top of the mountain.
This is where he met the little guy, and it was also here that he accidentally picked up the Jueyin Order and was knocked off the cliff by Long He. It can be said that this place is the turning point of his life.
He is back now and standing here again. He still has no cultivation, but looking at the scenery around him and breathing the air here, he feels so unfamiliar.
"The world has changed so much, and people and things are no longer the same. We can't go back, we can't go back at all."
He sighed deeply, turned and walked down the mountain.
His speed was not fast, but very steady, one step at a time. Although he could not find the feeling he had before, he felt more at ease than ever before.
Before it became completely dark, he dragged a wild boar and a bundle of firewood back to the wooden building.
It is the transition from autumn to winter and the nights are a bit chilly.
In front of the wooden building, Wutan took out two daggers and collided them with a little force. Sparks flew out and quickly ignited the firewood, and a bonfire started.
Then he removed one of the wild boar's thighs, peeled off the skin, and slowly roasted it over the campfire.
Originally he wanted to wash it before roasting it, but it was getting late now and he would definitely not be able to find water in a short time, so he just had a meal and would think about it tomorrow.
As for the seasoning for the roasted pork thighs, it was even easier for him. After all, someone like him who grew up in a small village knew much more than those who grew up with a silver spoon in their mouth.
After searching around the fire for a while, he found some wild grasses, which were used for seasoning.
He used the dagger as a kitchen knife and chopped some wild grasses into small pieces. When the pork thighs were 70% cooked, he sprinkled the wild grasses on them. Soon, the aroma of meat wafted out.
When Wutan smelled the fragrance, his mouth began to salivate and the feeling of hunger in his stomach suddenly became extremely intense.
He cut off a piece of meat, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. His appetite was immediately aroused. He put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.
"It would be better if there was wine at this time."
Wutan licked his lips and sat alone by the campfire, enjoying his first dinner here, looking a little lonely.
As for wine, there is certainly no way to find it now.
It's a pity for those two daggers. They were originally magical weapons, but now they are used to cut vegetables and meat, becoming greasy and dirty. If this matter were to spread out, it would definitely cause a huge storm on the five continents.
The bright bonfire and tempting aroma add a lot of vitality to this place.
The next morning, before daybreak, Wu Tian got up and washed, then went to the second-floor terrace, took out the Xuantian ice coffin, and accompanied his lover, waiting for the sunrise.
The sunset is beautiful, the sunrise is even more charming.
The bright sunlight illuminates the mountains and the earth. Watching the sun rise little by little, Wutan's irritability and sadness also dissipate little by little.
The moment the sun rises, everything in the world wakes up and begins a new day.
After Wutan put the Xuantian Ice Coffin into the Battle Soul Ring, he also started to get busy.
On the first day, he cleared all the weeds and bushes around the wooden building. Until the sun went down, there was not a single weed left within a hundred feet of the building. However, this day's work really exhausted him, and he was extremely tired both physically and mentally.
But he did not break his promise. He watched the sunset with his lover, had dinner, and then went into the house to rest.
The next day, he got up early again, watched the sunrise, and started digging a well. Ordinary people could not survive without water.
He chose a location behind the wooden building for the well. He planned to build a backyard in this place, and it would be more convenient to place the well there.
He could have used his divine power to dig a well, but he didn't. He held a dagger in his hand and dug bit by bit. He rested when he was tired and dug again when he was well rested. It took him nine days to dig a ten-meter-deep well. Clear groundwater permeated, and it was cool with a sweet taste.
In fact, it’s not the water that is sweet, it’s his heart that is sweet.
After all, this was the result of his own hard work.
As the saying goes, a drop of sweat is worth ten thousand grains of rice. How can the fruit of your own labor not be sweet
Similarly, although he was tired these days, his heart became calmer day by day, and he gradually let go of the past grudges.
On the eleventh day, he went into the back mountains to cut wood and build fences.
Isn't it easy for a magic soldier to cut down trees? In one morning, fifty logs were piled up in front of his attic. Cutting down trees is indeed easy, but carrying them back from the back mountain is not an easy task.
When he carried the last log back to the wooden building, he was so weak that he lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. It took him half an hour to catch his breath.
It's very tiring and hard, but he no longer cares, or rather, he has become accustomed to this kind of life.
In the afternoon, he chose to rest. He would live here forever anyway, so there was no need to rush.
On the twelfth day, he broke the log into pieces of varying widths.
On the thirteenth day, he began to build a fence. For him now, this was also a difficult project, because each piece of wood had to be "inserted" deep into the ground, so that it could be strong and withstand wind and rain.
His current strength is not as good as that of ordinary hunters, and is about the same as that of ordinary people. You can imagine how difficult it is.
It took two days to complete.
The fence is about one meter high, with pieces of wood connected to each other, surrounding the wooden building to form a small courtyard of about one hundred meters.
Walking into the fence and looking at the yard that he had built with his own hands, Wutan felt more fulfilled than ever before, and his heart became more and more peaceful, as if he had already integrated into the life of an ordinary person.
After building the fence, Wutan rested for half a month because he was so exhausted. Not only was he mentally exhausted, but his body was also extremely sore.
But during this half month, he was not really idle. He found some easy work to do, such as going to the back mountain to look for any wild flowers and small trees that were pleasing to the eye. If he saw any that he liked, he would dig them out and plant them in the small yard.
Moreover, he even cleared a piece of land in the yard and planted some edible wild vegetables and wild grass for seasoning. After all, he didn't have to eat meat every day!
Before he knew it, he had been living here for a month.
He has completely integrated into the environment and life here.
His heart finally settled down.
He doesn't think about anything now and lives every day in an ordinary way.
Morning and evening, he accompanied his lover to watch the sunrise and sunset.
During the day, he was busy taking care of the yard.
At night, when there is a moon, he will watch the moon with his lover and chat with her. Although she can't hear him, the smile on his face is very bright and he is very happy in his heart.
He would also take out the Luoshen Harp and try to play a tune. Over time, his technique became more and more proficient, and although the music he played could not be considered heavenly sounds, it was not as bad as before.
When there was no moon, he would sit alone on the terrace, gazing at the endless night sky. When he felt tired, he would go into the house to rest. His life was plain and simple, but he felt very peaceful in his heart.
After his body almost recovered, Wutan started to get busy again.
The yard can't always be covered with mud, because once it rains, when you come back from outside, you will bring mud all over the house.
So, he went to the back mountain to mine stone.
Just like logging, mining was easy with the help of the divine soldiers, but carrying the stones back almost cost him his life, as he was sweating all day long.
It took him two full months to completely tidy up the yard.
The ground in the yard is neatly inlaid with smooth stone slabs.
Around the edges, there are rows of small evergreen trees, only half a person's height, swaying in the wind, full of vitality.
On both sides of the wooden building are vegetable gardens, planted with wild vegetables, which have now become Wu Tian’s staple food for three meals a day.
Behind the wooden building, there is also a vegetable garden, but the plants grown there are all wild vegetables for seasoning, and the well is in the center of the garden.
As for the front of the wooden building, there is a flower garden with all kinds of wild flowers. Some are in bud, some are in full bloom, and some are withering. The fragrance is refreshing, adding a lot of color to this small courtyard.
There are two narrow paths between the flower beds and the vegetable gardens.
At this moment, Wutan was building the wooden gate of the fence, and it was almost finished.
Although he was the only one living here and there were no villages nearby, a wooden door in the fence was still necessary, otherwise it would look a bit weird.
Half an hour later, the wooden door was finally completed. Wutan tried to open and close it a few times and felt it worked well, so he closed the door, picked up the dagger on the ground, turned around and looked at the flower bed in front of him, and looked at the vegetable gardens on both sides. A most simple smile appeared on his face.
Regardless of the mud and sweat all over his body, he walked around the yard. Finally, he stood on the long path between the flower beds, feeling a sense of accomplishment.
In the past, he could create a magnificent palace with just a wave of his hand, but he had never had this feeling before.
This is the difference between ordinary people and cultivators.
It is easy for ordinary people to be content. As long as they have a home and live a worry-free life, that's enough.
However, cultivators have to fight for fame, fortune, and resources. As their strength increases, the desires in their hearts will become more and more uncontrollable and can never be satisfied.
After two months of settling down, Wutan is now a truly ordinary person.
He forgot his worries, hatred, fame and fortune, and all the things in the past. He has completely integrated into the life here, and his body and mind have returned to their true nature, achieving unprecedented peace.
He took out the Xuantian Ice Coffin, looked at the beauty in the coffin tenderly, and smiled: "I have always wanted to have a home, a simple, happy home. Now I finally have it. From now on, this is our common home. Let me accompany you and live happily and carefree."
(End of this chapter)