Looking at the sparse pineapple vegetables in the vegetable field, Amos let go of his depressed mood, resolutely turned around, held the crutches with one hand, and held the flat pole with the other, hooked up two empty buckets, and walked to the edge of the pool again to carry water. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Amos's vegetable patch has been planted for three years. The harvest of the previous two years was just enough to sustain life, but this year it encountered a severe drought, and looking at the current growth of these vegetables, it is estimated that even the land rent of the sect cannot be paid. Although the water was still deep in the deep pool in the distance, it was a difficult way for Amos, a disabled person.

Amos's right leg was missing from the knee down, the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of both hands were amputated, and a left eye was missing, and what was even more tragic was that he was deaf and dumb due to his physical disability. At the beginning, when he was discovered by the mountain patrol disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect, he was once considered a dead man, but after a few mouthfuls of water, he struggled to come back to life while dying. When the head heard about this, he came over to take a look, and he was kind-hearted and took him in to become a vegetable farmer.

For three years, this mute man has silently planted pineapple vegetables at the foot of Heavenly Hell Mountain. At the beginning, the sect also arranged for someone to build a shack on the edge of the ground, and also told a vegetable to come over and teach how to grow vegetables. It's just that when it was time to collect the rent, some disciples came over and took away the pineapple vegetables in the lease. No one knew where the mute came from, and he couldn't write or gesticulate, so everyone had to call him "dumb".

The mute who struggled to move along the mountain road with a load of water knew to himself that he was Amos. But I can't remember anything else, because I feel so sad when I think about it.

After carrying the last load of water, it was already moonlight. Amos straightened up with difficulty, held his aching waist, looked up at the crystal full moon, and slowly calmed down. But the next moment, a heart-rending pain suddenly threw Amos into the muddy vegetable field, and the poison of broken veins that occurred from time to time once again tore the already broken spiritual power meridians, and the meridians of the whole body were torn off inch by inch but could not pass out.

This poison was present on Amos's body as soon as he woke up, and he didn't know how he contracted it. The divine doctors of Heavenly Hell Mountain all shook their heads, saying that they had planted the poison of Bai Liang.

This poisonous meridian is the most harmful, and I don't know when it will attack again, tearing the meridians into pieces again and again, leaving the spiritual power of the whole body gone.

Amos struggled to survive, boiled his body, sharpened his mind, took the suffering that hurt into the bone marrow again and again as a practice of mental growth, and took the struggle of life and death again and again as a baptism to say goodbye to childishness.

This time, the poison lasted for half a night. After the poison, Amos didn't even have the strength to get up, so he had to snuggle up in the vegetable patch and fell asleep. When the early morning dew rolls down on the leaves, the exhausted disabled person is awakened.

Amos struggled to his feet, crutches, and was in shambles. He collected a few grown pineapples, put them in the basket, and walked towards the distant villages and towns on crutches.

There are not many pineapple vegetables planted under the Heavenly Hell Mountain, and most of them are eaten by the Heavenly Hell Sect on the mountain. However, Xiangshan Village, ten miles away from the mountain, is also very welcome, and every day of the market, some outer disciples also go to sell some in exchange for some daily necessities.

At the beginning, Amos paid all the vegetables to the sect in exchange for some daily rice to survive. Later, I watched the surrounding disciples carry vegetables down the mountain, and I became familiar with it after watching it once, and sometimes I also carried some to the mountain village to exchange some cloth and salt.

Because of his disability, he walked slowly, so he set off at dawn every time, and took Dew to pick some pineapple vegetables to sell in the village, but he didn't expect these Dew Vegetables to be very popular, and the price was 10% higher than the usual dishes. As a result, insisting on selling dewy vegetables became Amos's habit.

It was halfway through the foot of the mountain, and it was an official road, so Amos walked much faster. He wanted to get to the village before sunrise, so he was in a hurry.

Suddenly intuitively feeling something behind him, he quickly hid to the side of the road. Ever since he was deaf and dumb, his instincts were very sensitive, and he could mostly intuit abnormal things, and then use his poor one-eyed eye to see what was happening.

A wide carriage approached in the distance, driven by two tall and healthy horses, and the wide carriage was decorated with elaborate ornaments, inlaid with gold and silver filigree looming. Such a luxurious carriage should not be found in the backwoods.

Upstart!

Amos couldn't help but curse in his heart, covered his mouth and nose, let the dust fly after passing the car, and continued to walk behind.

An hour later, Amos arrived at Xiangshan Village. He took off his back, looked at the dusty pineapple cabbage from the wagon, and sighed. The price can't go up if it doesn't sell well.

There are many vegetable stalls in the Xiangshan Village Market, all of which are moved to sell vegetables grown by some neighboring townships. Amos has been here many times, and without hesitation, he walked to a large stall and sold it directly. The fellow looked at the dusty pineapple green, frowned, and reached out to count them.

"Eight copper plates. ”

The guy didn't mean to negotiate, and Amos knew that there was no room for counteroffer, so he simply nodded.

This price is a bit low, usually you can sell for eleven copper plates, but today's food is not good, so it has to be so.

Getting up from the vegetable stall and touching the deflated money bag, Amos was a little sad. But in an instant, the will was firm again, this is your own life, one step at a time, you can always walk out of the long road of life.

The streets of Xiangshan Village Market are very lively, and all kinds of cries and hawks come and go. The shopkeeper in clean clothes stood in front of the door and shouted: "Hot meat buns! The skin is thin and the filling is big, and the soup is delicious and delicious!"

Look over there, a girl sells tofu sideways, "Shih Tzu tofu!

It's just an ordinary township, but it's still very popular. Amos, who was walking on crutches, could not hear the hustle and bustle, but could see the lively flow of people. He tried to walk on the side of the road so as not to unknowingly get in the way of others.

He's going to the grocery market on the other side of the village. There are some old goods for sale, and it takes time to dig for them. There are also some stalls in the bazaar, and some second-hand materials are sold by sheds.

Soon, Amos found his goal.

"Yo, the Heavenly Hell has sent a senior brother here, come and sit!" The owner of the shed is a man of about twenty, with a pointed rat brain, his eyes are rolling around, and he is talking with a smile on his face...... The stall owner's name is Liu Yin, who treats people warmly and is polite to everyone. Liu stall owner has mediocre talent, and he came to the Heavenly Hell School to learn art, but he really didn't want to be an apprentice, so he simply started a business. He is good at drilling camps, the road is wide, he sells everything, and he can get his hands on eighteen kinds of weapons with sword skills and sword skills.

After Amos sat down, Liu Yin first brought a cup of hot water, and then gestured with his hand to indicate that the thing had been bought. Amosto bought essays, and he had always felt that he had teleported from another world, but he didn't know where he came from.

After selling pineapples, Amos wandered around the market, looking for some clues. Later, when I saw the groceries that Liu Yin bought, I wanted to find more otherworldly characters to see if I could bump into good luck.

Liu Yin found some cheats boxing scriptures, all of which were vetoed by Amos, and after several temptations, he realized that the things that this lame leg wanted to buy were not common. So he concentrated on looking for it, and really got an answer from an old professor. The old professor handed down a copy of "Strange Writings of Exotic Lands", which contained strange words.

Liu Yin took out the words of the cat and the tiger, and Amos, who had been confused for a long time, suddenly realized that the words he had known appeared in the Nagisa Moon Realm, and now he was in the Lishan Realm. This poor mountain remote land lacking spiritual energy is four realms away from the hometown of the Nagisa Moon Realm.

Amos, who knew where his hometown was, was in a state of agitation, holding the hand-copied text and crying. For a while, everyone in the market came to see the excitement, which made Liu Yin embarrassed for a while. I had to pat my shoulder on the side to comfort me, and I didn't know what to say.

It took a while for Amos to calm down, and he couldn't help but hate himself for not being strong-willed. I can't grasp the news of a hometown, how can I take on big things in the end!

After paying for the books, Amos hurried back. Although he was in a hurry, he was anxious to relieve his homesickness with physical fatigue.

When I returned to the mountains, I didn't rest, and I was busy carrying water and watering vegetables until it was dark. Amos, who was lying in the shack, took out Liu Yin's hand-drawn picture of the heavens, and gradually became distracted. Four realms away from home, this physical condition is now impossible to go back. The carriage I encountered this morning was good, but the worldly things can't even run across the border, let alone fly over the border.

Thinking about it, the more impatient Amos's heart became, and his sleepiness disappeared.

He sat up, stretched out his palm, and touched his crippled face, his facial muscles still stiff, like a zombie. He doesn't care about beauty and ugliness, he cares about another thing.

After struggling to survive three years ago, he discovered that the cephafacial nerve was damaged. The doctor from the Heavenly Hell Sect has seen it and said that it is difficult to recover from the injury like this. Because of this, he fell into silence, and suddenly he was in a world that was crazy quiet. He dreamed of one day when he could hear the sound of birds and insects again. And he was speechless because of this, except for his eyes, he had no communication with the outside world.

The quiet moonlight sprinkled on the vegetable patch in front of the shack, reflecting a little silver light, like a cold mountain mist gradually rising, and a little sadness floated in the left eye of the expressionless Amos.

My home is far away, but where is the way home?

He sighed in his heart and shook his head, as if to throw this weakness out of his mind. Get up and walk out of the shack into the quiet moonlight.

The road to return is first to strengthen the body, and then to cross the realm space and have the opportunity to go home.

To strengthen the body, let's start practicing from the external skills of the Heavenly Hell Sect.