(In order to avoid confusion, in this chapter, I use [ ] to enclose the psychological description and character monologue parts. Of course, this is only used in this chapter, except for special circumstances)
[My name is Gu Cheng, an ordinary person from Qingshi Town. 】
"Shopkeeper, I want a soothing medicine."
"It's an old price, take it and leave immediately! Don't come here to buy medicine in the future, it's bad luck!"
[Perhaps, it is not ordinary, they call me "disaster". 】
[It is said that I was born on a night with a blood moon hanging in the sky. Many livestock died inexplicably that day. For no reason, the people in the town were particularly violent that day. My mother died in childbirth that night, and my father died in an accident six years later. 】
"Uh-huh..."
Gu Cheng was kicked to the ground, and the person who kicked him looked condescending.
"Father and mother, you live very tenaciously! Madman, the people in the town wish you would die soon. Why are you so ignorant of current affairs!"
Gu Cheng stood up and walked away without retorting.
[They call me "madman" because every night when the moon is full, I always have evil thoughts and anger for no reason. When I can't control myself, I cause trouble for no reason. Fortunately, the disaster was not serious, and there was no particularly serious fault. However, when I can't control myself, I am worthy of the title "madman". 】
[I’m really used to them mocking me like this. 】
In the noisy downtown and the hurried flow of people, he walked alone, with no one caring about him, not even a polite greeting. It was as if the colors of the whole world were distorted by him alone.
[Am I really... used to it? 】
[I don’t have any friends, I’m a “disaster”. Everyone wants me to die soon. Sometimes I really don’t know why I still want to live in this world. There is no happiness in my world. Oh, maybe I’m dead. The world would be happier if the legendary "underworld" existed. 】
"Selling newspapers, Ye Qing, the genius young master of Ye Mansion, will return to his hometown to visit relatives in half a month! Hey...go, go, go away, don't let me see you, disaster star!"
[I quite envy Ye Qing. He is talented, intelligent, and a genius in cultivation. After three years of training at Qingshan Academy, he reached the spiritual wheel realm. And he is only twenty-four years old, only eight years older than me. 】
[However, I'm afraid that I will only be a loser in this life. I don't have any talent. Even if I have it, with my illness that goes crazy from time to time, wouldn't the higher the level, the more harmful it is to others? 】
Unknowingly, Gu Cheng walked to the front of the town. The sycamore tree in front of the town, which was the symbol of Qingshi Town, shook its dead leaves in the bleak autumn wind.
Gu Cheng picked up a fallen leaf and stared at it silently. What was reflected in his gloomy eyes was the fallen leaf or himself?
"I have decided that I will study medicine in the future, treat diseases and save people, and make myself more useful. As for the future, let it take its course."
After saying that, he knelt down and flicked the fallen leaves into the gurgling water.
Studying medicine is just an escape for him who doesn't want to become a useless person. In the mysterious world, there are endless healing spells. How useful can ordinary doctors be in the world?
But...that's all it can do. Let him go with the flow of the future.
Gu Cheng walked aimlessly towards the back hill of Qingshi Town, frustrated and melancholy accompanying him along the way.
But he never imagined that this trip to the back mountain would become the most precious memory in his life.
Because somewhere, his story has a new beginning...
The fallen leaf that Gu Cheng flicked into the water went with the flowing water and arrived somewhere downstream of the river.
Different from the desolation of Qingshi Town, the scenery downstream of the river is still green: gurgling water, gentle breeze, green shade everywhere, and flowers blooming; cicadas are chirping everywhere, fish are jumping from time to time, and geese are playing in the ripples... ...It is obviously late autumn, but the climate is still warm and full of vitality...
Lying along the river was a young man with half-undressed clothes, seemingly taking a nap.
The young man has a face like a crown jade, starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. He is dressed in half-open white clothes. There are two jade pendants hanging on his left waist: one is square and one is round; the square is cyan and the round is white; the cyan is beautiful and the white is pure. A hint of dirt.
The man yawned, then stretched out his right hand, lazily picked up the fallen leaf, placed it by his side, and said to himself:
"It is said that a genius has returned from Qingshi Town, but, the most indispensable thing in this world is genius."
No one knew that there was a hint of laziness, carelessness and disdain in his tone.
"It's just a person who has come back without much achievement. He insists on bluffing, and the news is so amazing that I want to see how much this genius actually weighs."
"If Ye Qing is really that powerful, why haven't I, Yang Ruian, heard of his name in other towns?"
His name is Yang Ruian. He lost his way while traveling in the desert of the earth, and traveled to this world while walking. Unconsciously, it has been more than a year since I traveled to this world. However, he didn't care, he looked nonchalant, as if he regarded this as a trip, like a normal person.
Yang Ruian held the dead leaf in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and said:
"There are some people here who haven't even had a single leaf yet."
Then he said with great interest:
"You think so, little Ye Zi? Huh? Talk."
I don’t know how he spoke to a leaf in such an ambiguous tone.
He looked at it for a while, thought of something, and uttered a poem:
"Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees."
Then he said:
"The leaves are nice, keep them as souvenirs."
After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dead leaf was quickly stained with a thin layer of ice.
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Qingshi Town, back mountain.
Unlike the greenery that still exists downstream of the river, the autumn in the back mountains is desolate.
The autumn wind is bleak, and the grass and trees are withered and yellow...
It's all desolate.
Gu Cheng was just like this, walking aimlessly in the back mountain alone. No one knew how lonely he was.
Fallen leaves are companions, and dead grass is friends.
Suddenly, he quickens his pace. If you ask him why, he will say, because he is unwilling to do so.
Unwilling to...
[Without great achievements, without real ability, I will always only live under the light of others, becoming an insignificant passer-by, a tiny speck of dust in other people’s glorious lives. Should I spend my life like this? 】
[My unfortunate life experience has become a source of abuse for others - a disaster star. I am obviously not a murderer or an arsonist, nor am I a playboy hanging out in a brothel, but I have become a disaster because of my background. 】
[Adults chase me away when they see me, children avoid me when they see me, they all call me crazy, but me, I have tried my best to control myself not to hurt anyone...]
【Why? Why! Why is it that some people are born with fine clothes and fine food, while I not only have to work hard for life, but also endure the cold looks and ridicule of others! 】
Gu Cheng started running in one direction, running faster and faster...
[Oh, fate, fate, look at me, what have I done to you? You want to treat me so unfairly! 】
Halfway through, he stopped slowly.
[But, isn’t this fate? What's the use of being fair to fate? It's better to be yourself. 】
He felt very tired, both physically exhausted and mentally... withered.
"There is a cave ahead, go inside and rest."
The shape of the cave looks like it has been cut by a huge mountain axe. It is wider on the outside and narrower on the inside. The further you go in, the more it looks like it is embedded in the ground.
A cave with this shape is easy to hide in.
No, Gu Cheng found an injured white fox inside.
There are many large and small wounds on the white fox's legs, waist, body, and lower abdomen. These wounds alone are not fatal, but dozens of them added up are life-threatening.
Bloody scars crisscrossed the body of the supposedly beautiful and flawless white fox, and the bloody and horrifying sight reflected on the snow-white fur was enough to arouse anyone's compassion.
Gu Cheng looked at the white fox, and for a moment, the anger in his heart was replaced by pity and sympathy.
Gu Cheng's heart ached slightly - he saw the scarred version of himself on Bai Hu's body.
"Oh, isn't this just fate?" He laughed at himself.
"Little fox, we are all poor people bullied by fate, let me save you."
Gu Cheng said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the little white fox's "rest".
"It's an honor to say that you are my first patient."
But the white fox didn't seem to appreciate it, and snorted slightly, seemingly dissatisfied.
"Well, in my capacity, at least in this town, no one will save an animal that has passed through the hands of the "Disaster Star", even if you are dressed in white and look very good-looking."
The people in the town are very hostile to Gu Cheng. They think that working for the disaster star is... unlucky.
From this point of view, if Gu Cheng takes the little fox to the town, no one will really save the fox. And in this barren mountain and wilderness, the only one who can save her is Gu Cheng.
The white fox snorted in frustration.
"Don't worry, I was injured a lot when I was a child. I can still apply medicine and bandage. I will definitely cure you."
Gu Cheng imitated the tone of an adult coaxing a child, speaking dotingly. Then he reached out his hand, stroked the white fox's soft fur, and smiled.
Perhaps even Gu Cheng himself didn't know that his smile, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, could make people feel so comfortable and beautiful.
The little white fox originally resisted, but when she looked at the smiling Gu Cheng, she seemed stunned and actually let down her guard.
"Come on, I'll take you down the mountain and bandage you up."
The little white fox remained silent this time and silently agreed.
Sometimes, fate is quite strange. A chance encounter is an encounter, and an encounter is a lifetime.
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