Chapter 1643: Family Becomes Calm and Peaceful

Wutian's cultivation is indeed completely useless, but his soul power is still there, and it is still very easy to hunt the beasts in the back mountains.

However, when I walked into the back mountain, the memories stored deep in my soul emerged from my mind like a tide!

He remembered that this was a hunting spot for villagers.

He still remembered that when he was a child, he and Longhu often sneaked here to play.

Of course, at that time they only dared to stay at the foot of the mountain and rarely went up the mountain.

At that time, both he and Long Hu were still innocent children and had not yet started the path of cultivation, but that time was really happy.

It's a pity that he can never go back to the past. Even if he is an ordinary person now, when he steps here again, he will not have the same feeling as before.

Some things can be kept, but some things are gone once they are gone. No matter how you try to keep them, they will not stop.

Gradually, he reached the top of the mountain.

This is where he met the little guy, and it was also here that he accidentally picked up the Jueyin Order, and was knocked off the cliff by Long He. It can be said that this place was the turning point of his life.

Now that he is back and standing here again, he also has no cultivation, but looking at the surrounding scenery and breathing the air here, he feels so strange.

"The sea has changed, things have changed, people have changed, there is no going back, there is no going back at all."

He sighed deeply, turned around and walked down the mountain.

His speed was not fast, but he was very steady, taking one step at a time. Although he couldn't find the feeling he had before, he felt more at ease than ever before.

Before the sky darkened completely, he dragged a wild boar and a bundle of firewood back to the wooden building.

At this time, autumn and winter are turning, and the nights are a bit cool.

In front of the wooden building, Wutian took out two daggers and collided them with a little force, causing sparks to fly out, which soon ignited the wood and a bonfire burst into flames.

Then, he removed one of the boar's thighs, peeled off the skin, and roasted it slowly over the campfire.

Originally, he wanted to wash it before baking it, but it was getting late now and he would definitely not be able to find a water source in a short period of time, so he just had to make do with it and wait until tomorrow.

As for the seasoning for roasted pig thighs, it was easier for him. After all, people like him who grew up in a small village knew much more than people who grew up with a golden key in their mouths.

After searching around the fire for a moment, he found a few wild grasses, which were used for seasoning.

He used the dagger as a kitchen knife and chopped a few wild grasses into fine pieces. When the pig thighs were halfway cooked, he sprinkled the wild grass on them. After a while, the aroma of meat came out.

When Wutian smelled the fragrance, his mouth and tongue were filled with saliva, and the hunger in his belly suddenly became extremely strong.

He cut off a piece of meat, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. His appetite was greatly stimulated. He put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.

"It would be better if there was wine at this time."

Wutian licked his lips and sat alone by the fire camp, enjoying his first dinner here, looking a little lonely.

As for wine, there is definitely no way to find it now.

I feel pity for those two daggers. They were originally magic weapons, but now they are used to cut vegetables and meat, making them greasy and dirty. If this matter spreads, it is 100% sure that it will start a shocking incident on the five continents. Big storm.

The bright campfire and the tempting fragrance add a lot of vitality to this place.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Wutian got up and washed up. Then he went to the terrace on the second floor, took out the Xuantian ice coffin, and accompanied his lover, waiting for the sun to rise.

The sunset is beautiful, and the morning sun is even more charming.

The sun was shining brightly across the mountains, rivers and land. Watching the sun rise little by little, the irritability and sadness in Wutian's heart also dissipated little by little.

The moment the sun rises, everything in the world wakes up and begins a new day of life.

After Wutian sent the Xuantian Ice Coffin into the Battle Soul Ring, he also started to get busy.

On the first day, he eradicated all the weeds and shrubs around the wooden building. Until the sun set, there was no more weed in the surrounding area. However, this day's work really exhausted him. Extremely tired both physically and mentally.

But he didn't break his promise. After watching the sunset with his lover, he had dinner and then went inside to rest.

The next day, he got up early, watched the sunrise, and started digging wells. Ordinary people can't do it without water.

He chose the location of the well behind the wooden building. He planned to build a backyard at this place and placed the well here, which would be more convenient.

He could have used his divine power to dig a well, but he didn't. He held a dagger and dug little by little. When he was tired, he rested and then dug again. It took him nine days to dig a ten-meter-deep well with clear water. The underground water flows out, with a cool and sweet taste.

In fact, it's not that the water is sweet, it's that his heart is sweet.

After all, this is the result of his own hard work.

There is a saying that a drop of sweat can lead to thousands of grains of food. How can the fruits of one's own labor not be sweet?

Similarly, although he was tired these days, his heart became calmer day by day, and he gradually let go of his past grudges.

On the eleventh day, he entered the back mountain, cut wood, and built a fence.

Isn’t it easy for the divine soldiers to cut down trees? In one morning, there were fifty logs piled up in front of his attic. It was easy to cut down the logs, but it was not an easy task to carry them back from the mountain behind.

When he carried the last log and returned to the wooden building, he immediately became weak and lay sprawled on the ground. After half an hour, he finally regained his breath.

It was tiring and painful, but it didn't matter to him, or in other words, he was used to this kind of life.

In the afternoon, he chose to rest. He would live here anyway, and he was not in a hurry for this moment.

On the twelfth day, he split the log into pieces of wood of different widths.

On the thirteenth day, he began to build a fence. For him now, this is also a difficult project, because every piece of wood must be 'inserted' deep into the ground so that it can be strong and withstand the wind. Blow and rain.

And his current strength is not as good as that of ordinary hunters, and is about the same as that of ordinary people. You can imagine how difficult it is.

It took two days to finally complete.

The fence can be one meter high, and the wood is connected one piece to another, surrounding the wooden building, forming a small yard of about a hundred feet.

Walking into the fence and looking at the yard he built with his own hands, Wutian felt more fulfilled than ever before, and his heart became calmer and calmer, as if he had integrated into the life of a mortal.

After building the fence, Wutian rested for half a month because he was too tired. Not only was he mentally exhausted, but his body was also extremely sore.

But during the past half month, he was not really idle. He found some easy things to do, such as going to the back mountain to look for any more pleasing wild flowers and small trees. If he saw any that he was satisfied with, he would dig them out. Planted in a small yard.

Moreover, he also dedicated a piece of land in the yard to plant some edible wild vegetables and seasoning weeds. After all, he doesn't have to eat meat every day!

Before he knew it, he had been living here for a month.

He has completely integrated into the environment and life here.

His heart also truly settled down.

He doesn't think about anything now and lives every day peacefully.

Morning and evening, he accompanied his lover to watch the sunrise and sunset.

During the day, he was busy taking care of the yard.

At night, when there is a moon, he will accompany his lover to enjoy the moon and chat with her. Although she cannot hear her, the smile on his face is very bright and he is very happy in his heart.

And he would take out the Luoshen Qin and try to play a piece. Over time, his technique became more and more proficient. Although the music he played was not a natural sound, it was not as bad as before.

When there was no moon, he would sit alone on the terrace, gazing at the endless night sky. When he got tired, he would go inside to rest, feeling calm but feeling very peaceful.

After his body had almost recovered, Wutian started to get busy again.

The yard cannot always be filled with mud, because once it rains, mud will be brought all over the house when you come back from outside.

Therefore, he is going to the back mountain to mine stones.

Just like logging, with the help of magic soldiers, mining is easy, but carrying the stone back almost killed him. He sweated all day long.

It took him two months to completely tidy up the yard.

On the ground of the courtyard, smooth stone slabs are neatly inlaid.

Around the edges, there are small evergreen trees planted, only half a man tall, swaying in the wind and full of vitality.

There are vegetable gardens on the left and right sides of the wooden building, and all the wild vegetables grown in them are now basically the staple food of Wutian's three meals a day.

Behind the wooden building, there is also a vegetable garden, but the plants planted are all seasoned wild vegetables, and the well is the center of the vegetable garden.

As for the front of the wooden building, there is a flower garden with all kinds of wild flowers. Some are in bud, some are in full bloom, and some are withering. Their fragrance is fragrant, adding a lot of color to this small yard.

There are two winding paths between the flower beds and the vegetable gardens.

At this moment, Wutian was building the wooden gate of the fence, and it was nearing completion.

Although he is the only one living here and there are no villages nearby, the wooden gate of the fence still needs to be good, otherwise it will look a bit awkward.

Half an hour later, the wooden door was finally completed. Wutian tried opening and closing it a few times, and it felt good, so he closed the wooden door, picked up the dagger on the ground, turned to look at the flower garden in front of him, and looked at the vegetable gardens on the left and right sides, with a smile on his face. The most sincere smile.

Regardless of the dirt and sweat all over his body, he walked around the yard. Finally, he stood on the long path between the flower beds, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

In the past, he could create a splendid palace with just a wave of his hand, but he had never felt this way.

This is the difference between ordinary people and practitioners.

Ordinary people are easily content, as long as they have a home and live a worry-free life.

But cultivators have to compete for fame, wealth, and resources, and their inner desires will become more and more uncontrollable as their strength increases, and they will never be satisfied.

After two months of precipitation, Wutian is now a truly ordinary person.

He forgets his troubles, his hatred, his fame and fortune, and his past. He has completely integrated into the life here, his body and mind are at peace, and he is at peace like never before.

He took out the Xuantian Ice Coffin, looked at the beautiful woman in the coffin tenderly, and said with a smile: "I have always wanted to have a home, a simple, happy home, and now I finally have one. From now on, this is Our common home, let me stay with you and live happily and carefree."