Tu Zhen has an exquisite and transparent heart, which can see through the appearance and go straight to the heart. She knows that Zhou Ji is not just a clone, he is the projection of Wei Shiqi's nature, a purer self, the one who brought her to this world. People are mixed with many contradictory and superfluous things, but Zhou Ji is different. When she is around him, she feels an instinctive relaxation and kindness. . .
Zhou Ji walked with heavy steps and wandered around aimlessly, turning a blind eye to Tu Zhen, as if there was no such lovely person following him. Xianling Island is one of the seven main islands of Bilian Small Realm. It covers an extremely wide area and is like a small piece of land, with mountains, rivers, fish, insects, birds and animals, bathed in the vitality of early spring. After walking for half an hour, he stopped out of breath, sat down in the shade of a tree, carefully leaned against the trunk, squinted his eyes and looked at the rolling mountains, and unconsciously fell asleep with his head drooped.
The mountain forest was silent, and the light and shadow moved quietly. Suddenly, several big birds started up and flapped their wings. Zhou Ji suddenly woke up, turned his head and looked around blankly, and slowly woke up. He felt his mouth was dry, so he listened for a moment, followed the sound of gurgling water, and found a clear mountain stream not far away, winding toward the east. He leaned on the pebbles on the shore, raised his butt, and Gudong Gudong drank a lot of water, washed his face, and took a long breath.
Tu Zhen stood under the shade of the tree, staring at his every move, his heart full of curiosity.
After a good sleep, Zhou Ji cheered up, picked up a few pebbles, knocked them against each other, picked out a few pieces that came handy, and polished them on the rocks. They looked like stone axes, and waved them a few times in his hands. , seemed quite satisfied. He straightened up, beat his sore lower back, walked slowly into the woods, picked up a small tree as thick as his wrist, cut a circle of holes from the root, broke it with force, dragged it to an open space, and piled it up in a mess. .
It was dusk, the Jade Rabbit was rising in the east, and the light in the mountains and forests was dim. Zhou Ji left behind his rough stone ax and washed his hands in the mountain stream. After working for a long time, his limbs were sore and weak, and his stomach was growling with hunger. He groped around all over his body. Under the empty Taoist robe, there was only a piece of fat. He couldn't find anything. He could only swallow and look around. There was nothing to eat. He could only tie the hem of the Taoist robe around his waist and tremble. Stepping into the mountain stream, one foot deep and one foot shallow, I folded a few lotus pods and put them in my arms, and returned to the shore under the moonlight.
He peeled out the lotus seeds without removing the core, threw them into his mouth, chewed them randomly a few times, swallowed them straight up his neck, and lay down listlessly under the tree, with his head on the roots of the tree, and soon he was snoring loudly. Tu Zhen couldn't understand why this clone, which obviously had the cultivation of the cave heaven realm, didn't have any magical power at all, just like a rich man with a lot of wealth, who couldn't spare a penny to save money. Shouldn't the immortals in the cave be able to breathe wind and drink dew to live forever? No matter how bad it is, they won't suffer from hunger like ordinary people.
The snoring was intermittent, sometimes loud and sometimes soft. She listened to it all night and thought about it all night.
The next morning, Zhou Ji woke up from his sleep, stretched, turned over and got up. He was blown by the cool breeze and sneezed more than ten times in a row. He rubbed the gum from the corner of his eyes, woke up his nose vigorously, and wiped the mucus on the tree trunk. He went to the mountain stream to wipe his face and rinse his mouth. Suddenly he saw a fish swimming in the water, and his eyes immediately went straight. He hurriedly broke off a branch and poked it awkwardly, but he couldn't hit it.
Tu Zhen couldn't stand it anymore. He flicked his fingers, and a white fish weighing three or four kilograms rushed forward and hit a branch. Zhou Ji was startled, caught off guard, and almost Throw it away. He picked up the white fish and stepped ashore, smiled at Tu Zhen and said, "Let's eat together?"
Tu Zhen shook his head, jumped up to the treetop, picked some sweet and sour wild fruits, ate them, and threw a few to him. Zhou Ji devoured the white fish alive, picked up wild fruits, wiped them on his monk's robe, and ate them all in three mouthfuls. He dug a hole in the ground, buried the fish heads, fish bones, peels and cores in the soil, stepped on them until they were firm, stretched his muscles and bones, and with a burst of energy, he used the stone ax to attack the small tree he had chopped down yesterday.
Remove the side branches, peel off the bark, pick out the straight and strong trunk, sharpen one end with a stone ax, and insert it into the soil very deeply. As a pillar, two short, two long and two short are exposed on the surface. It reached his chin, so long that he could reach it with his hand. Zhou Ji cut off about ten more tree trunks, both long and short, and tied them to the pillars with bark. Only then did Tu Zhen see that he was building an earthen house to keep out the wind and rain with his bare hands.
Zhou Ji worked hard all day and only built a frame with four empty walls. Looking at the sun setting in the west, he seemed to remember something, so he dropped his work in a hurry and picked up a branch to spear fish in the mountain stream. This time Tu Zhen looked on coldly and did not help. Zhou Ji walked a few steps and poked a few times until the dusk was dark and no fish could be seen. Then he gave up in despair and continued to break a few lotus pods and chew lotus seeds to satisfy his hunger.
When the bright moon hung over the treetops and the sound of snoring echoed in the mountains and forests, Tu Zhen suddenly frowned. She vaguely felt that the true energy in Zhou Ji's body seemed to be a little thicker. If she hadn't been sensitive, she would have let it go. It was obvious that he had never practiced cultivation. He only drank, ate, slept, cut down trees, and built a house all day and night. How could he be so diligent in his cultivation? I heard that those heavenly demons who inherited the ancient bloodline do not need to practice hard. As long as they eat and sleep, and sleep and eat, they will naturally become unparalleled strong men. Could it be that Zhou Ji is also such a genius?
She was answered by waves of earth-shattering snores.
After an unknown amount of time, the snoring subsided. Zhou Ji twitched his nose, as if he smelled the alluring aroma, and his stomach began to rumble more and more. He couldn't sleep anymore, so he crawled up in a daze, and saw a banana leaf covered with grass not far away. On the banana leaf was placed a fragrant grilled fish, and there were a few dew-stained fish next to it. Wild fruits make people want to eat.
Zhou Ji looked around and didn't notice Tu Zhen's figure. He didn't show any pretense at the moment and swept away the fish and fruits. He dug a hole to bury the fish bones and cores as usual, patted his belly and laughed a few times. Looking up at the sky, it was gloomy and it seemed like it was going to rain. He hurriedly cut down a few thinner branches and put them on the sloping roof, tied them tightly with bark, and went to the forest to cut down a lot of palm leaves. They were spread layer by layer and piled thickly, barely enough to cover the rain.
It was overcast in the afternoon, and finally I couldn't stand it anymore. It started raining in the mountains, getting heavier and heavier, and it was completely white a few feet away. Zhou Ji hid under the shed, secretly glad that his hands and feet were quick, otherwise, he would have been soaked in the rain. A few drops of rain fell on his head and neck. He moved to a position and listened to the sound of rain. He felt content and contented. The true energy in his body surged, no matter what he did or stopped, he realized that "people follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, and the sky follows the law." The essence of "Dharma, Tao follows nature".
Tu Zhen looked at him from a distance, with a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
