Chapter 1: The Resurrection of the Dead Infant ()

The mornings in Qingshui Town continue to show a quiet and distant atmosphere as always.

On the side of Tianmu Mountain, the bright but not dazzling sun slowly rose to the sky, and the warm and soft sunlight spreads throughout the earth, announcing the beginning of all the stories of this day.

Most of the residents in the town work for farming. In such a bright weather, they go out to work in the fields very early.

This season is early spring, and the thin mist in the mountains hides their hard-working figures and covers the countryside into a white picture.

When the sun rose high, the fog finally disappeared, and the sunlight began to become a little hot, shining on these farmers. Slight sweat oozed out of their skin bit by bit. Some were wiped away casually, some soaked their clothes, and some fell directly into the land and disappeared.

At the foot of Tianmu Mountain, next to a clear river that winds downward, layers of green crop terraces appear beautiful under the gorgeous sunshine.

Most of the farmers who were busy in this terraced field stopped working because it was almost noon and went home with hoes. They showed simple smiles between each other and joked about rural areas.

A man in his thirties carried a hoe on his shoulder casually, held a green grass in his mouth, walked a few steps along the path beside the field, and suddenly turned around and laughed loudly at a young man in the field, "I said, Brother Jiang Qiu, it's noon, why don't you go home?"

When the young man heard this, he stopped his hands and raised his head to reveal his dark and handsome face. He wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Brother Qingming, you go first! I'll be here soon. By the way, if you see my Qinghe, please help me tell her to tell her not to wait for me and eat first, so don't be hungry."

"Haha, Jiang Qiu! I see that your child is about to give birth to you! I will be a father at that time, but I must invite me to drink!" Qingming smiled twice and said, "Okay, I'll leave first!"

Jiang Qiu watched him leave, sighed slightly, wiped his face, and then buried his head in the weed.

After noon, Jiang Qiu stopped and thought to himself: "Qinghe is about to give birth, so he has to make up for it. Tomorrow he has to take some time to weigh some meat and make a bowl of soup for her to drink." He came to the roadside with a hoe, rubbed his feet hard on the grass, and then fumbled in the grass for a few times, touched a pair of black cloth shoes, patted it on it. Then he walked quickly towards home.

On the country road, the fresh grass buds are tender and fresh, showing vitality. Jiang Qiu walks quickly and has no intention of enjoying these beautiful scenery.

I have lived here since I was a child, and I have never seen anything. Even in the fairyland, I am exhausted. This is not a fairyland, but a hard-working countryside. Besides taking care of his wife and waiting for the child who is about to be born, Jiang Qiu only has farming, hunting, and making life. He has nothing to care about about things that have nothing to do with life. Unless something strange suddenly appears, it can divert his attention - on the other side of the river, dense bamboo grows, a piece of green. Suddenly, a dazzling purple light flashed from there for a moment, Jiang Qiu's eyes shook and stopped immediately.

"What was that just now?" Jiang Qiu turned around and looked over there, but found nothing.

"There was obviously a purple light just now - was it a treasure?" Jiang Qiu's heart jumped, threw down his hoe, jumped off the river bank, and ran over on the stone exposed to the water.

"If it's really a baby, that would be great!" Jiang Qiu was not very distressed, and he often fantasized about one day he would get money and make a fortune.

As he crawled into the bamboo forest, Jiang Qiu recalled the flash of lightning just now.

"It should be here!"

Jiang Qiu looked around and finally landed in front of him and walked over carefully. The bamboo forest was filled with pits and covered with gravel. Jiang Qiu walked to a few piles of big rocks and searched around, but found nothing.

"Why didn't it? Could it be that I was really dazzled?" Jiang Qiu was a little discouraged, suspecting that something was wrong with his eyes.

Just as Jiang Qiu was about to give up and leave, suddenly, a more dazzling purple light burst out. Jiang Qiu suddenly turned around and saw the cracks of gravel beside several piles of big rocks. There was a place where dark springs flowed out, and there was light inside!

"There is really a treasure!" Jiang Qiu was overjoyed and hurried over, heading to the crack of the gravel, and found that the light had disappeared.

Squatting down, Jiang Qiu widened his eyes and saw that it was pitch black inside through the gap.

After thinking about it, Jiang Qiu broke a branch and dug it into the crack of the rock, then reached in and touched it - a heart-wrenching cold air came, and Jiang Qiu was not surprised but happy because he touched a bead!

He took it out carefully. Jiang Qiu couldn't wait to open his palm and saw a white pearl, the size of a longan, crystal clear, emitting a faint white light.

The white light touched the palm, and it turned out to be so cold that it hurt a little, like ice.

Jiang Qiu looked carefully for a while and found that a strong purple light suddenly appeared on it, flashing and fleeting.

Jiang Qiu was amazed: "Who fell here? What a great baby, it must be very valuable!"

After a long time, Jiang Qiu suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, it's already afternoon! Qinghe must be anxious! Go back first!"

He carefully stuffed the beads into his arms. Jiang Qiu patted his chest and looked around for a few more times. He found that no one was there. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said to himself: "I'll go to the town in the afternoon to ask how much this thing can be exchanged for." Then he returned as usual, crossed the river, and carried the hoe back home.

Qingshui Town is located on the southwest border of Yanguo and borders the mysterious Het Mountains. Tianmu Mountain is located on the eastern edge of the Het Mountains. It is thousands of meters high and has snow all year round, so no one can climb to the top.

The entire Hutt Mountain Range spans north and south, with a length of tens of thousands of kilometers. It is like the back of a giant dragon, majestic and spectacular. There are countless peaks above, most of which are as high as thousands of meters. The people in Qingshui Town, because the view is blocked by the towering mountains, can only see half of the sky when they look up.

No one can cross such a mountain range. Because of the mysterious legends of demons, no one dares to cross it. At most, you can find prey and support your family at the bottom of Tianmu Mountain. Above the hills, there are all lonely cliffs, and Bai Xue Kaikai, and ordinary people cannot go up there.

Jiang Qiu is a farmer, whose parents died early. He has a wife at home, named Qinghe. He has a son in his belly, and is about to give birth. He usually digs ground to farm, occasionally goes up the mountain to hunt, is self-sufficient, and lives a poor life. Such a family has nothing special. There are so many things in this vast world. It is like a piece of dust in the sky, which is not conspicuous at all.

Jiang Qiu, who had lost money from the sky, was happy and happily carried a hoe home, thinking about how to use this pearl that he had obtained for no reason to make his family more happiness.

Three steps at a time, as soon as he reached the entrance of the village, Jiang Qiu, who was walking down, ran into a hurry and ran into a hurry.

Jiang Qiu staggered, quickly stabilized his body, looked closely, and found that the person coming was Qingming, and smiled and said, "Brother Qingming, what's the matter? I'm so anxious that I don't even look at the road?"

Qingming oh oh, grabbed his arm to death: "So you are here! You're just laughing so hard! Your wife is going to give birth!"

"What!" Jiang Qiu was shocked and grabbed his hand and banged his head, "It's going to be born!" He quickly threw away his hoe and ran home quickly.

After passing through the fence of the yard, Jiang Qiu pushed open the door like the wind, and turned around and saw the bedroom. There was no door, and he only hung it into a worn curtain with a linen cloth. Jiang Qiu lifted the curtain and rushed in, but an old woman pushed it out of it. Jiang Qiu looked closely and found it was Qingming's mother. Qingming's house lived next door, so he discovered it early.

When Qingming's mother saw the master coming back, she stamped her feet and said anxiously: "What are you doing when you go in? Why don't you go and boil water and prepare!"

"Yes, yes, boil water!" Jiang Qiu was at a loss, turned around and drilled into the kitchen behind, then suddenly turned around and pulled Qingming's mother, shouting: "Auntie! Please, save my Qinghe!"

Qingming's mother was too lazy to quit with him and crawled into the bedroom without looking back. As soon as Jiang Qiu stepped into the kitchen, he heard a woman's scream from inside. It was the voice of his wife Qinghe. She couldn't help but feel shocked, and her heart was in her throat.

Jiang Qiu is just a young man, and his wife has the first child, so she has no experience and can only panic.

"Boil water, boil water..." Jiang Qiu stood there for a moment, suddenly came to his senses and began to get busy.

An hour later, Jiang Qiu and Qingming stood outside the bedroom. Jiang Qiu was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Seeing his nervous look, Qingming couldn't help but smile and comfort him: "It's okay! My wife has been giving birth for so long, and her voice is much louder than this, and she has given birth!"

Jiang Qiuqiang laughed, sweating profusely, his hands tightly clenched, and his heart was so nervous that he was thrusting.

In the bedroom, screams burst into tears, heartbreaking and killing people - the pain of women giving birth is not something that men can understand.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, Qingming's mother was covered in sweat, rushed out, and asked, "Do you want adults or children?"

"What?" Jiang Qiu couldn't believe his ears.

"I was delayed for too long, and I didn't have enough amniotic fluid. I fell again and my fetus was not in the right position, so I couldn't give birth at all! Adults and children can only save one!" Qingming's mother said anxiously.

"Only one can be saved?" Jiang Qiu was completely stunned.

"Make a decision quickly! It's too late!" Qingming's mother slapped him anxiously.

Jiang Qiu's mouth trembled slightly, suddenly gritted his teeth, and shouted: "I want Qinghe! The child has a chance in the future!"

Qingming's mother was stunned for a moment, then vomited the word "ok", turned around and went in.

When Qinghe heard Jiang Qiu's words, she shouted, then said, "Mr. Don't! You want a child, our child!"

Jiang Qiu hurriedly shouted through the curtain: "Qinghe! There will be children in the future, but I can't live without you!" After that, tears came out and wiped them away quickly.

He screamed several times inside, and suddenly there was another scream, as if his heart was broken. Jiang Qiu's feet were weak and he was about to fall down, and was quickly supported by Qingming. The bead hidden in his arms fell to the ground with a "bang" sound, but no one paid attention to it.

At some point in the sky, a large dark clouds emerged. The spring breeze blew, and the dark clouds seemed to be slow, but they floated over very quickly, just covering up the warm sunshine.

The whole sky dimmed in an instant. The bare bead on the ground suddenly rolled into the curtain, but no one noticed it.

When the bead entered the bedroom, it seemed to be attracted by something, it floated up and down! The purple light appeared on the bead, vibrant, vibrated up and down a few times, burst out, turning into a purple light and drilling towards Qinghe's lower body.

"Ah, this is-" Before Qingming's mother finished speaking, his hands, which were leaning against Qinghe's thighs, suddenly became soft and he let go of his hand.

The purple streaming light entered the lower body of Qinghe and directly penetrated into the difficult-to-breasted baby. The baby's skin, which had already died and was about to be made by Qingming's mother using the midwife, suddenly became a layer of strange purple on her skin, and then he opened his eyes strangely.

When Qinghe opened her eyes, she felt extremely painful. Her pupils suddenly dilated and she shouted: "Mr.——"

"My husband!"

Qinghe's voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Qiu's chest hard.

Suddenly, an extremely strong premonition made him cry.

Without caring about so many things, Jiang Qiu lifted the curtain and ran in and saw that his eyes turned black.

On the bed, Qinghe stretched out his hand to the sky, lying straight, with his eyes wide open, his young face seemed to be painful and relieved, and he seemed to be unwilling and relieved, and he was frozen into a sad picture, imprinted in Jiang Qiu's eyes.

The dark clouds dissipated and the sunlight shone directly in, illuminating the entire room and shining on the gradually cooled face of Qinghe.

Jiang Qiu's steps were as heavy as a tremendous pound. Step by step, he walked to the edge of the bed and cried loudly: "Qinghe--" The happy scene of the couple's stalemate in the past years appeared in his mind. Compared with the miserable present, he felt that he could not bear it!

Qingming, who had already been frightened, trembled and picked up a baby who had turned into a normal color from Qinghe's legs, gently wiped away the filth on his body, and looked at the new life that was strangely resurrected and struggled to crawl out on his own with a horror look.

The baby's eyes had already opened, and a faint purple light was emitted from his eyes, and he also looked at her. He did not cry or make a fuss, and was very quiet.
Chapter completed!