Chapter 1: The Lost Boy
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The surface of the lake, the sparkling, the lush trees, and the music in the soul constitute a beautiful picture, a flowing picture.
In the distance, a figure is struggling in the water, a nineteen-year-old boy who has returned from the list again some time ago and has to continue fishing for a living.
Unexpectedly, with the tragic life and a touch of black ink, the small fishing boat left by the deceased parents finally became unusable and sank.
In the middle of the lake, when I saw that I was about to catch a big fish that was enough to make a living for two years, the boat sank in the middle of the lake.
The boy who fell off the list fell into the water again, and good luck can't come together, but bad luck always comes in love, and the boy scolded hatefully, this is life.
The boy who fell into the water is called Qin Gang, a native of Qin Village, Yuzhou, Song Kingdom.
Originally, a large carp weighing several hundred catties was netted, which was a thing that could be displayed in the village, and it could slightly clear the haze of falling off the list again.
However, the big carp that he had so hard to catch was so strong that he dragged the small fishing boat to the depths of the lake, and finally dragged it for almost a whole day, although he was very tired and tired, but he still persevered with pain and excitement.
He desperately needs a chance to raise his eyebrows, and when he catches a big fish, he will send it to the village to worship his ancestors, and loudly sell this rare big carp in ten years, delicious and delicious, and can also go to headaches, and the silver sold is enough for at least two years' livelihood.
Although his physical strength was almost exhausted, every time he thought of this, he gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.
It's a pity that the big fish came to a carp to fight up, and the tail hit the boat heavily, and the boat left by the parents fell apart and sank.
The only tool for this unsuccessful teenager to make a living is gone. The physical strength was also tossed by the big carp to the bottom.
Qin Gang, who fell into the water, struggled, his physical strength was exhausted just now, and he had no strength anymore.
Under the instinct of survival, this hand still moved weakly and swam towards the shore.
It's not that I haven't thought about letting go, life is miserable enough, and the desire to change my status by relying on fame has been shattered again and again, so it's better to let go, and you can get rid of it.
"Loser, coward, coward" These voices sounded in his head, different from the villagers who said him openly and secretly, this time he scolded himself, don't be defeated by a moment of frustration, people can fail, but they can't be defeated by failure.
Qin Gang, who is usually submissive and submissive, has an arrogance in his heart that others can't see, he believes that his life will not be dull, and there is a faint persistence in his bones, more precisely, a kind of persistent madness, that is, one day he will stand on the top of the world, looking down on everything.
But he couldn't find a direction, fame was very tempting to him, and the attraction of glory and wealth was not small, but he knew that fame would not lead him to the path that he longed to take in the depths of his heart, so Qin Gang was in a mood of contempt for the sage book and sage in his heart.
It's a pity that at the same time, he is also despised by the Sage Book, although he thinks he is smart, and he is indeed like that, even a little knowledgeable clansmen will not think that he is stupid, but Qin Gang lives in a small remote village where there are only one or two people with a little opinion.
But Qin Gang still tried repeatedly, he hadn't married a wife at the age of nearly twenty, and his family was still surrounded by walls, which made him a big joke in the village.
The small village itself doesn't have much to talk about, so Qin Gang has become one of the few jokes for kind-hearted villagers, and every now and then he can add a little spice to the boring life.
This made him know that the Holy Idle Book should not be underestimated, and he had to read it carefully, but he could not change the stubborn contempt in his heart, so that the Holy Idle Book became an opponent, Qin Gang despised him in his bones, but he was praised by this despised opponent.
Although he objected to every sentence in the book of the Holy Idle as a correct nonsense, or a beautiful nonsense, he could not refute it, nor could he refute it in equally incisive and profound language.
Sometimes, Qin Gang wonders if it is this kind of rebellious mood that makes him unable to be named on the gold list.
Without these, maybe you will be famous and live the life of a high-class person who has been longing for a long time.
These things flashed in his mind, he almost fell into a state of fainting, he had no strength, and from a distance, Qin Gang was sinking, like a stone without any vitality, about to sink into the water.
The feeling of suffocation, the feeling of death befell him for the first time, and at this time, not fear, but a strong unwillingness to wake him up, life cannot be drawn without accomplishing anything, and death cannot be carried out in such a cowardly way.
The power seemed to fill his whole body in an instant, and his feet kicked the bottom of the lake hard, like a sharp sword drilling out of the water, his head came out of the water, and he gasped for breath, at this time he only had one feeling, it was good to be alive, and it was good to be able to breathe.
The boy who had regained his courage swam to the shore with difficulty, the lake was so large that he didn't know how long he had swam.
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The next day, a bird shaped like an egret stood on Qin Gang's head, lying face down on the shore, the lake lapping his body, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The egret saw that the owner of the body was not moving, and pecked mischievously. Qin Gang immediately woke up from a deep coma, the early morning sun shone on his face, warm, and the feeling of survival was too good.
He stood up, stretched, and saw the egret still circling around him.
"This is an auspicious bird, I saw it early in the morning, and it kept circling around me, right? This kind of vision happened to me, it seems that there is some great luck that has befallen me in the past few days.
Could this happen? Qin Gang thought again in a daze.
He rubbed his eyes again, Qin Gang still didn't believe the scene in front of him, not because he didn't believe in the strange vision, but because he didn't believe that the strange vision would happen to his unlucky self.
Suddenly, in a flash, the "lucky bird" was gone.
Qin Gang thought he was dazzled and confirmed his thoughts.
At this moment, what he didn't know was that the same white light appeared again, and it turned out to be the white bird, which landed on the shoulder of a young man.
The white-clothed young man stood on the highest mountain in Qin Village, surrounded by mountains, and stood on the top of the tallest tree.
A white robe in the entire verdant woods is still very dazzling.
"Oh, broken bird, what kind of vision, you actually chose this down-and-out scholar, no matter how you look at it, he is a good-for-nothing person. ā
After saying this, the boy realized that something was wrong and that he had said the wrong thing. Shiratori seemed to understand his words, and was enraged by the words, and pecked at the boy quickly.
In an instant, the young man in white was shrouded in white spots. It seems that he is only on the defensive, and he doesn't want to meet the bird, but the bird has been "seeing" him.
Finally, the young man in white was beaten and fought back at a faster speed. Just watch two white lights flickering, one large and one small, flickering across the lush verdant forest.
"That's it, you just chose him, but I'm still adding a "good dish with ingredients" to this kid to see how he eats.
If the performance is too bad, just make a substitution, that's my last concession. ā
The young man in white offered his final terms, but revealed a softened tone, and the white bird seemed to have an extraordinary transcendent status.
Shiratori seemed to think about it, and even patted the white head with its pure white wings, and then the white head nodded.
In this way, Qin Gang's fate was decided by a white bird, and this bird was his lucky bird.
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