Chen Yuanxing, Beichen Continent, Chuanhe Country, an ordinary small mountain village on the side of a big mountain.

At noon, the weather is very cold, the north wind is howling, the snow is falling, and the mountain village is close to the edge of the mountain, and there is an old thatched house standing alone.

The thatched hut was quite rudimentary, the roof was well covered, a straw hat hung on the wall, and a few old animal skins, a few patched but very clean clothes, and a bow and arrow!

There is a broken bed and a small broken table placed in the inner place, and there is a bulge wrapped in rags on the table, through the rags, the words "records of the river country" can be vaguely seen, and this pile of bulges is actually a few books.

The bed was covered with a few worn-out animal skins as cushions, and a quilt, presumably stuffed with a lot of animal skins, bulging and bulging.

The so-called door is a dilapidated wooden door, there have been several big holes on the top, but it has been patched with wooden boards, the wooden door is closed at the moment, resisting the cold wind, there are a lot of dry wood near the wooden door, an iron pot has been erected next to it, under the iron pot, the fire is boiling, and the house is warm.

Beside the cauldron was a handsome young man, dressed in a coat made of animal skins, and holding a worn-out but still sharp axe in one hand.

In his other hand, he picked out a piece of wood the size of a bowl from the ground, placed it casually, and placed it vertically, and then he picked up the axe in his hand and aimed it at the wood that had been placed.

"Smack!" There was a soft sound, and the wood was split in two, and the wood that was divided into two halves was still too big, and he split it again, and then he was satisfied with throwing the wood into pieces into the fire.

The boy's name is Lin Shan, he is only in his early thirteens, but his parents have died young, and he is now an orphan.

His mother died shortly after she was born, leaving him as an infant to his father.

His father was a teacher in this mountain village, teaching literacy to the children of large families in his free time, and taking him to plant crops in the open field not far from the door when he was busy farming.

On a good day, the weather dragged him into the mountains to look for game, and at night, he taught him to read and write in the light of firewood, and the two fathers and sons lived a hard and happy life in the mountain village.

However, two years ago, my father fell ill suddenly, which was undoubtedly a catastrophe for the ordinary people living in mountain villages who had no medicine.

"Live well!" before leaving, Dad only explained this to him.

Because his father was a foreigner, his grandparents had already passed away, and his mother's only sister was married far away, after his father left, Lin Shan became a loner.

He has no friends in this small mountain village, because on the night of his birth, he was born with a vision, the village was boiling, and a huge star appeared in the sky dragging a long tail across it, and the people of the mountain village were particularly sensitive to this star, and thought that the child born with this celestial phenomenon was the main murderer, which was quite unlucky.

This belief seems to have been confirmed in him, as soon as he was born, his mother died of blood loss, and that year one of the villagers who were hunting fell off a cliff, and another died tragically under the claws of a wild bear, and his bones were gone.

From then on, the villagers looked at him with a strange look, pointed at him behind his back, and avoided him as a beast of prey, and every time the children of the village saw him, they scolded him for being a broom star and threw stones at him.

For such a thing, before the age of eight, he didn't do a lot of fighting, but he was alone, monotonous, unable to resist the many children, and often went home with blue and purple, but fortunately, his father was very popular among the villagers, so the villagers did not do anything radical to him.

"Old Lin Tou was miserable by his son. The villagers often say this behind their backs.

Therefore, after his father left, his situation became more and more difficult, but fortunately, when his father was alive, he enlightened him a lot: "Everything in life is God's will." ”

When he grew up, he seemed to understand this, and the people of the village pointed at him in front of him and behind his back, and he didn't react aggressively, but just smiled and turned away, trying to avoid dealing with the people in the village.

Although he is only thirteen years old, Lin Shan is almost 1.6 meters tall and has long been a veteran hunter.

In the morning, when the snow was not heavy, he went into the mountains to hunt, and with good luck, he caught a pheasant.

At this moment, he had already lit the firewood, set up the pot, and grabbed several handfuls of snow from the white snowdrift in front of the door and threw them into the pot, and the snow turned into a creaking sound in the pot, and after a while, the water boiled.

The pheasant had already been cleaned up by him, and then he washed a handful of mushrooms and wild vegetables, and threw them into the pot with a smile.

He took out a cleaned wooden stick, stared at the pot, stirred it from time to time with the stick, and hummed a little tune in his mouth, but also amused himself.

After a while, a smell wafted out, and the whole room was full of fragrance, which made people appetizing, and he sprinkled a little salt into it, scooped a spoonful of chicken soup with a spoon and tasted it.

"Ah, it's so fragrant!" Lin Shan squinted, his face full of intoxication.

At this time, Lin Shan felt that although he was alone, his life was quite satisfying.

When the last bite of chicken soup was eliminated by him, Lin Shan slapped his bulging belly, hiccuped the boss, stretched his waist, and rested on the bed for a long time before he lazily climbed out of bed, tied up his horse, and started a set of boxing techniques in the house.

This set of boxing techniques was taught to a guest one day when his father was still alive, and he stayed overnight at their house to see that he was weak.

Since then, he has always insisted on fighting every day, not to mention, after practicing this set of boxing techniques in the past few years, his body is very strong, he rarely gets sick, and he has great strength to work.

Usually, in spring, Lin Shan grows some small vegetables in the clearing, and finds some edible mushrooms and picks some wild vegetables in the mountains, but most of the food has to rely on hunting, so as to pass the rations.

Because of his young age, his hunting targets were rabbits, pheasants, foxes, etc., but fortunately, there was a lot of game in the mountains, but he could not be hungry.

He did not dare to go deep into the depths of the mountains, where the roar of the heavens was often heard, and there were many fierce beasts, which he had designated as a forbidden place and would never set foot in them.

When hunting, it is inevitable that he will also get a little injured, so he found some herbs in the mountains and applied them to the wounds, all of which were taught by his deceased father.

As for those herbs that can be eaten, those that can be used externally, those wild vegetables that can be eaten, such as the mushrooms that have just been stewed with pheasants are delicious, and the most important thing is that when hunting, in case you encounter a fierce beast such as a tiger, how to dodge, these knowledge in the mountains, his father has taught him one by one, thanks to the knowledge taught by the old man, Lin Shan can live a good life on the side of the mountain so far.

After eating a full meal and practicing boxing, Lin Shan saw that it was still very early, so he pondered the problem of dinner, the people of the mountains and wilderness drew two meals a day, and he was naturally no exception.

On such a snowy day, hares and pheasants are also starving, and they will come out of the nest to look for food, and as soon as they get out of the nest, Lin Shan will have a good mouth.

After practicing the boxing technique, he was sweating and full of strength, Lin Shan felt the need to go into the mountain again, anyway, the so-called mountain was at the back of his house.

Because of him, their family actually lives some distance from the village.

Generally speaking, if something really happened to him, it is estimated that no one will remember it for several months.

Remove the homemade bow from the wall, the body of which is made of fine mulberry wood, the string drawn with a cowhide band, and the arrow which is a stone sharpened with a cow bone or carefully polished.

On the waist pinned a sharp mountain splitting knife, the blade is sharpened very sharp, by the light reflected by the snowflakes, the cold light flashes, the knife is used to chop shrubs, if you suddenly meet some big prey, you have to rely on this knife.

More than half a year ago, Lin Shan met a juvenile wild boar, shot an arrow and did not shoot to death, the wild boar was furious, pounced on him, and finally this life-saving knife, although covered in blood, but in the end he chopped the crazy wild boar to death, fortunately he was not seriously injured.

Then put on a straw hat, this dress, is a hunter, he checked left and right again, found that there was nothing missing, then nodded with satisfaction, every time you go out to hunt, you may encounter danger, mountain splitting knives, bows and arrows, and herbs, these are all must be worn, if you want to go deep into the mountains, you must also prepare more food to take with you, otherwise if you get lost, the problem will be big.

Lin Shan didn't know it, just this time he went out of the mountain, changed the trajectory of his life, walked out of a different life, and embarked on a magnificent road of cultivating immortals.