Chapter 2: Poor Dinian'er
The corpses were covered with straw mats on the spot, and it was clear that this was a relatively backward world.
With shabby clothes and simple styles and hair more than a foot long, Zhou Qing didn't know if this was the ancient Huaxia he knew, or the other world.
When he touched his long hair and wondered, a messy and unfamiliar memory came to his mind.
Tianyue Kingdom...... Yee On ...... Kitano ...... Lijiacun ...... Li Dawa...... Nine-year-old ...... Pestilence......
The messy memories poured out one after another, and after a long time, Zhou Qing sorted out from these memories that the world he was in now was not ancient Huaxia.
After roughly sorting out some things from the unfamiliar memory, Zhou Qing stood up from the stream.
"Come out of the system!"
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"Heh, I've read too many novels. After a long time, Zhou Qing showed a wry smile on his face, and he found that he did not have a so-called system or golden finger on his body.
In this memory, which originally belonged to Li Dawa's body, Zhou Qing knew that if he walked downstream along this stream for a while, he could reach Lijia Village, which was the village where Li Dawa lived since childhood.
Because of a plague, Lijia Village should be about to be extinct, and the corpses in the corpse pits he saw just now are the villagers in Lijia Village, including Li Dawa's parents and relatives.
Under the dim moonlight, Zhou Qing walked along the stream for a short time when he found a dilapidated village.
Walking into the broken village, Zhou Qing pushed open a half-hidden earthen house door and walked into the dark house.
After groping around the house, he lit an oil lamp, and went around the house, when a sense of sleepiness came over him, and he closed the door, and he went into one of the rooms and fell asleep.
In the early morning of the next day, after waking up, Zhou Qing rinsed by the well in the backyard of the house, changed into a set of clean clothes, and picked a ripe fruit from the fruit tree in the courtyard.
Pulling open the door, Zhou Qing took a bite of the big fruit and found others in the small Lijia Village.
There should have been a small number of people alive in this village, but after Zhou Qing walked around the village, he didn't find any other people, and it was obvious that those who were alive had left.
When they came to the village, a rapid barking of dogs sounded in the houses at the head of the village.
Hearing the dog barking, Zhou Qing stood in front of the hidden door and took a look, he knew that this was the house of the village chief of Lijia Village, and it was also the best house in the village.
Pushing open the door and walking into the courtyard, he saw a dog with black and white fur tied to the tree by Tie Lian, and when the dog saw Zhou Qing, he stopped barking, stretched out his tongue to look at him and let out a pitiful low whine.
Walking around the village, Zhou Qing saw some chickens and ducks, and this dog was the third living creature he encountered.
Seeing the dog looking at him pitifully, Zhou Qing thought that it must be hungry, so he immediately went into the house and rummaged around, and finally returned to the front yard with a piece of old bacon.
threw the bacon casually, but saw the dog's hind legs kick the ground, and his whole body flew up and caught the bacon from mid-air.
"It's kind of interesting for a hungry dog to pounce on food. Zhou Qing stared at the dog with interest, saw it swallow the bacon quickly, and then looked at himself pitifully.
Since he also had a dog in his previous life, Zhou Qing knows a lot about dogs.
Most of the dogs are straight and don't beat around the bush, judging from the fact that the dog is not barking, but whining, Zhou Qing tried to lean in.
Seeing Zhou Qing approaching, the dog came to his feet with a chain, stretched out his tongue and licked his feet.
"Good dog, you have eyesight. Stretching out his little hand and stroking the dog's head, Zhou Qing untied the tie chain tied to the dog's neck, "From today on, your name is Erha." ”
Zhou Qing entered the house with his little hands behind his back, and the erha let out a bark, and followed behind him with a movement of the dog's legs.
After entering the house, Zhou Qing gave Erha some more food and sent it in the hall, and he walked into a room.
This room is not big, with screens, beds, tables and chairs, and copper mirrors...... It's neatly placed.
Glancing at the furnishings in the room, Zhou Qing walked straight to the bronze mirror and stared at the unfamiliar self in the mirror.
In the mirror, he has a tiger head and a tiger brain, and his skin is slightly dark, but he is also a good skin.
It's just that he is in this strange world now, and from the memory of the village boy Li Dawa, he knows very little about this world.
After standing in front of the bronze mirror and stopping for a moment, Zhou Qing sat down on a wooden chair in the room and began to think about the road ahead.
After a long time, he made a decision to stay in the village for a few days, try to hunt and fish, and stay in the village if he could take care of himself in the future. If you can't make a living, you have to go to Kitano County, which is more than 100 miles away, to ask for a living.
After setting the back route, Zhou Qing led Erha to search the village door to door.
He went down to the ground again and again, and finally returned to the door of the village with an iron fork, a small axe, and some coarse sheets.
Throwing the iron fork and cloth sheet into the courtyard, Zhou Qing took a small axe and cut two bamboos in a bamboo forest next to the house, and then dragged them back to the courtyard and tossed them, and finally he made a slingshot and a fishing net.
This slingshot is different from the slingshot he played with in his previous life, because there is no rubber band, so the elastic force comes from the bracket, the same as the bow.
Picking up a small stone from the ground, Zhou Qing tried his knife and found that the power of this slingshot was not small, and while he was satisfied, the sky above his head gradually dimmed.
Before dark, Zhou Qing prepared some hot food in the kitchen in the backyard, and after filling his stomach, he went to the room that was quite neatly placed.
"The life of the ancients living in this poor country is really boring. Standing in front of the window and looking at the dark night outside, Zhou Qing let out a long sigh, closed the window and lay on the bed.
This bed is much better and bigger than the one in Li Dawa's house.
After rolling back and forth a few times, Zhou Qing felt a silky piece of fabric under a stack of quilts. When he took it out of the bed, he found that it was a red belly pocket.
There was a faint fragrance from the belly pocket, and after Zhou Qing glanced at it, a person appeared in his mind.
It was a woman, called Osmanthus, delicate and watery, about twenty, and the second room of the village chief.
Through Li Dawa's memory, Zhou Qing took his belly pocket and looked at it, and threw it aside, and after a while, he fell asleep.
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When the moon hung in the sky, at the chaotic corpse pit where Zhou Qing woke up last night, the red ghost appeared at this time.
I saw that the ghost, like last night, ran briskly to the corpse pit and lifted a broken straw mat.
This ghost thing is called a ghoul, commonly known as Di Nian'er, a good carrion eater, cowardly, and afraid of yang.
Therefore, when Zhou Qing woke up last night, Di Nian'er who heard the sound would flee like a frightened bird.
"Crunch ~ Crunch ~"
Di Nian'er, who was happily eating, made a rattling sound in his mouth, and suddenly a baby-sized, blue-faced and fanged imp crawled out of a corpse pit behind it silently, and pounced directly on Di Nian'er's back, opening his mouth to take a mouthful.
"Quack~"
Di Nian'er let out a miserable scream, and her tall body stood up violently, instinctively waving her arms to her back.
The blue-faced imp behind it bit down on Di Nian'er's body, and his weak body instantly grew a lot, and when Di Nian'er's arm waved, he opened his mouth again and pointed his fangs at his arm.
A moment later, Di Nian'er was swallowed up, and the blue-faced and fanged imp was now transformed into a half-zhang tall ghost, and in addition to its appearance, it also gave birth to two horns on the top of its head.