In the early morning, a few rays of sunlight fell on the slightly dilapidated old house, and the grass twisted its leaves a few times, as if yawning, it was a new day.

Outside the window is a small road, and there are often a few pedestrians passing by. Xiaocao looked at the pedestrians walking one after another, and the various clothes also made him dare to feel a little new, but he was very puzzled by people's various behaviors.

He found that these people were dressed in a variety of clothes, each with its own characteristics but similar in appearance. "Maybe this is another layer of human skin," Xiaocao couldn't help but think.

Xiaocao quietly erected his green blades of grass and carefully observed the passers-by, for fear of missing any detail. Even if the breeze blows, there is not the slightest sway.

People came and went, and many people noticed that the grass cast a strange look at him, but they left again.

People felt a little strange about this little grass, but they found that it was just a little grass, just a little beautiful, and of no value. Maybe it's because the mountain people are more simple and don't like flashy things.

Rushing...... Suddenly, a cold stream fell from the sky, and the leaves and roots were soaked with water, and the grass couldn't help but shake the leaves violently.

The water blurred the grass's vision, and a figure in green clothes emerged from the hazy leaves. The man was holding a dilapidated wooden basin and watering the grass intently, for fear of spilling a little water.

When the water falls, the leaves are more crystalline.

Qing Yun held the empty old wooden basin in one hand, and gently combed the messy leaves with the other, as if wiping a precious treasure.

Unconsciously, there were bursts of strange sensations on Xiaocao's body, after all, no one had touched him like this in all his years.

"You must survive, you will not die", Qingyun looked at the grass and said to herself, worried about whether the grass would survive.

Xiaocao felt a sense of concussion in the air at this time, and he found that this came from the girl in Tsing Yi, and the strange feeling of oscillating in the air seemed to have a special meaning, as if it also had an emotion.

"Could this be the unique ability of this life," Xiaocao was puzzled, but there was no good way to obtain this power.

The grass fell into deep contemplation again, motionless as if it were an ordinary grass.

At this time, Qingyun put away her little hand and reluctantly left Xiaocao.

"Is there really no good way", Xiaocao twisted the green leaves very unwillingly. I kept thinking about all possible ways in my heart, and after a while, the leaves rose to the appearance of young leaves with yellow and green.

"Alas," Xiaocao couldn't help but sigh faintly in her heart, no longer thinking hard but never forgetting.

Xiaocao once again observed the pedestrians on the side of the road, watched their various life actions and words, and gradually reached the realm of selflessness.

Qingyun also started her life.

Although many people in the mountain village are illiterate, there is still a dilapidated school. There are many children reading and writing there. The sound of reading also echoed in the mountains from time to time, never stopped.

Although Qingyun is a woman, she doesn't want to be an illiterate blind eye, she will go to study every morning, and use the afternoon to go up the mountain to collect medicine to earn tuition, although it only takes half the time, but she studies very seriously, but it is not inferior to other students.

Today she is also going to study.

The ancient road twisted and turned, Qingyun turned a few corners, stepped on the scattered sand and dirt road, and came to the school. There were already a few students sitting in their seats in the school, reading books seriously, and of course, there were also a few students jumping up and down to play around, and the seemingly normal atmosphere had a little uncomfortable feeling for Qingyun.

After all, she is from a poor family and a woman, so it is difficult to get everyone's respect.

"Haha! this stupid woman is here again", a mocking voice was heard not far away. Then there was a lot of laughter, laughter one after another, like a magic sound in Qingyun's ears. Qingyun unconsciously had a sense of trance.

"Silence", a simple bamboo ruler slammed on the podium, and suddenly a crisp and slightly majestic echo sounded.

"How can classmates be so rude!", the two rich eyebrows under the old face twitched, as if the volcanic anger was buried.

"Didn't you say that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented? she has such talent, which shows how inferior her virtue is, why do you defend her, teacher?", the man glared at Qingyun, and immediately retorted.

"In any case, it is rude for you to say this, sit down for me and listen to the lecture, otherwise let your father educate you well",

Mr. Teaching said unhurriedly, as if he had a chance to win.

The man didn't say much, but glared at Qingyun again, as if everything was her fault.

"Okay, Chen Qingyun hurry back to her seat, don't stand there", a familiar voice suddenly came into her ears, it was Mr. Teaching's words. It made her feel like she was pardoned.

"Turn the first page of the Chu State Theory, and today I will teach you a new book."

"This book is about the introduction and customs of our Chu country." He paused and looked at the student again. Then he said, "The country of Chu is thousands of miles in circumference, and there is the Chu River running through the whole country, and this river is as straight as a line, and the legend says that it is caused by the chopping of immortals......"

Qing Yun was fascinated by all kinds of novel things at this time, and she silently vowed in her heart that she would definitely see the outside world when she had the opportunity in the future.

"In fact, there are not only mortals like us in the world, there are also powerful people who can fly away and do everything, what I just said is not necessarily just a legend, it is very likely to be true", many students said this, their faces were full of disbelief, and some people seemed to know it for a long time with a calm face.

"Yes, it's true," said Mr. Teach, in no uncertain terms.

"I once had the pleasure of seeing an immortal master, and I ...... at that time"

Mr. Teaching began his tirade with a smile on his face, but Qingyun set off a storm in her heart at this time, which completely broke her previous understanding. She fantasized that she could fly in the sky and swim thousands of mountains and rivers. After a while, he showed an idiotic smile, looking delicate and cute.

Time flies, and a class has ended.

Qingyun returned home with brisk steps, full of joy.

Xiaocao was still looking at the pedestrians on the road at this time, studying the mystery of language. Still at a loss, as if all the sounds were so messy and uncanny that he couldn't figure out what they meant. Xiaocao felt that she was very messy, and the original crystal leaves seemed to be a lot darker.

Although he didn't understand the meaning, he forced down the vibration rules of various sounds, which he vaguely felt might be useful.

Sunset and moonrise.

Xiaocao stopped thinking and began to concentrate on absorbing the aura that was wandering in the night, and a lot of aura gathered in the room as a result.

At this time, Qingyun also fell asleep, and unconsciously, it seemed that a few wisps of spiritual energy had entered her body.