"Are you awake?"

In a daze, the young man seemed to hear a stranger's voice in his ears.

He slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and before he could see the scene in front of him, the sharp pain in his body made him snort, and his vision darkened and he almost fainted.

"If you don't want to rush to see Hades, I advise you to lie down and stay still. ”

The unfamiliar voice sounded again.

"I... I'm not dead?"

The young man tried to breathe slowly, and after a long time, when his chest no longer felt suffocating and depressed, he seemed to finally come back to his senses.

"This time, I can only say that your fate is big, and I happened to touch the warning agency I arranged on the periphery of the cave, and I just came out to admire the moon, so I saved you when I was idle. ”

The unfamiliar voice said in a lazy tone.

"Thank you for your rescue, I will never forget it, he will definitely ...... one day"

"Okay, okay, there's no need to repay it, when the injury is healed, you can get out of here. ”

Unexpectedly, before the young man finished speaking, an unfamiliar voice interrupted impatiently.

"......," the young man was silent for a moment, and then forced himself to endure his physical discomfort and said with difficulty. "Under the surname Chen, the name is Chen, the name is from Yangchuan, Yunzhou, and I don't know the benefactor's surname?"

"Xia Fan, summer of summer, mortal of the gods!" said the unfamiliar voice. "It's all hurt like this, and you still talk like this, I said you're not tired!"

"Xia Fan Xia Fan...... The gods descended to earth...... Huh?"

Although the stranger who saved his life had a bad attitude, the young man Chen Ji didn't take it to heart, and instead whispered the other party's name, on the one hand, he wanted to keep the name of the savior in mind, and on the other hand, the other party's self-introduction couldn't help but make people feel weird.

But as he read it, the young man Chen Ji was suddenly stunned.

Immediately, he twisted his neck and turned to look in the direction of the other party's speech, regardless of the injury, and at the same time asked impatiently.

"Dare to ask Mr. Xia Fan, but is the mountain god rumored in the mouths of the people around Qingping Mountain?"

But as soon as the words came out, the young man Chen Ji was stunned again.

Because he saw a young man in white sitting on the rattan chair not far in front of him, judging by his appearance alone, he was only slightly older than him, and he saw his legs crossed, holding a book in one hand, and picking and eating fruit from the fruit basket on the table next to him with the other, while his body kept shaking the rattan chair, looking like a free and unrestrained wreck.

But it's no wonder that most of the ancient villagers were ignorant and ignorant, and even a tiger could be sacrificed as a mountain king, and it was not strange that a person like me who was dashing and dignified in the wind was mistaken for a mountain god. ”

The mysterious young man was naturally aware of the movement caused by the young man Chen Ji, but he turned a blind eye to reading a book and eating fruit.

He had already said that if he didn't want to die, don't move.

If the other party wants to die, he won't stop him.

Ahem cough cough –

The young man Chen Ji coughed several times in a row, of course, this was not stimulated by the other party's cynical speech, but his actions just now involved the injury of the body, and it was inevitable that the injury would be painful for a while.

When his body finally calmed down, the young man Chen Ji squeezed out the last trace of energy and fell into a deep sleep.

"This melon baby is really uncomfortable. ”

Xia Fan glanced at the unconscious young man Chen Xu, still indifferently and continued to eat the fruit and read the book, now that the other party is out of danger of life, now it is time to learn some lessons.

Chen Ji didn't know how long he had been asleep, and when he woke up again, he couldn't see Xia Fan, and even the rattan chair and fruit basket disappeared together, making him think that everything that happened before was his dream.

But the pain in his body reminded him that it was not a dream.

He was really rescued.

And the person who saved him was the so-called mountain god of Qingping Mountain, the rural relict he had been looking forward to seeing.

Perhaps remembering the other party's advice, the young man Chen Ji did not try to move his body to avoid recurrence of the injury, but rolled his eyes to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

It was a simple house, the roof was covered with a layer of heavy thatch, which was impenetrable to the sun, and the furnishings could be seen through the corner of the eye, except for the thatched bed on which he was lying, there was only a square table, and two wooden chairs.

At this moment, he keenly heard the sound of small footsteps coming from the doorway outside the house, and he could deduce that it was a woman based on the prioritization of the footsteps alone.

Wait, woman?

"Childe, are you awake?"

Sure enough, when the visitor walked to the door and found Chen Ji with his eyes open on the bed, he immediately screamed in surprise, and the voice did come from a woman.

When the woman approached the bed, the young man Chen Ji saw the other party's appearance clearly at the same time.

A woman who does not look like a peasant woman.

"Who are you?"

Chen Ji looked at the peasant woman in front of him in a hoarse voice.

"The slave is the Zhao Li family, and the immortal elder came to take care of your son. As she spoke, the peasant woman brought the hot porridge in her hand to the young man Chen Ji. "Childe, you're hungry, let's eat something to fill your stomach first. ”

"Put the food away first, before I want to ask where the immortal elder in your mouth has gone?" Chen Ji said busily.

"Immortal Elder has already gone back. The peasant woman said truthfully.

"Go back, where are you going?" asked Chen Ji.

"Of course, it's the Immortal Cave Mansion where the immortal elder lives. The peasant woman said.

“......”

Is it possible that the mysterious young man who calls himself Xia Fan is really a legendary immortal?

Chen Ji showed a look of disbelief on his face, and then he fell into deep thought, after drinking the hot porridge sent by the peasant woman, he still had many questions that he wanted to continue to ask, but after drinking the porridge, he was a little lacking in energy, and had to fall asleep again, anyway, there was still a chance to find out the root cause in the future, and he was not in a hurry.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the cold and summer do not know the year.

Chen Ji didn't know how many days he had been recuperating on the bed, but as his injuries gradually healed, his originally weak body finally began to improve, and now he was able to walk around on the ground, and the questions that puzzled him had already been answered in these days, but the mysterious young man never appeared again.

On this day, Chen Ji, who woke up early in the morning, stood outside the door of the house, looking at the scenery in front of him in a daze.

He never thought that there would be such an incredible scene in the mountains of Qingping Mountain.

He saw the fields full of rice, wheat, fruits and vegetables, the rows of houses, the hard-working men and women who farmed, and the yellow hair hanging down happily, which vaguely made people mistakenly think that he had broken into a paradise.

But what is even more unexpected is that the people who live in Taoyuan once had another layer of unbearable identity.

That's right!

They are the rogue bandits who have gradually disappeared in Qingping Mountain over the years.