Chapter 1643 (1/2)

Wu Tian's cultivation is really useless, but the soul is still there. It's very easy to hunt the wild animals in the back mountain.

However, walking into the back of the mountain, the memory that exists in the deep of the soul is like the tide!

He remembered that this was a hunting spot for villagers.

He still remembered that when he was a child, he often came here to play with Long Hu.

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, he and Long Hu were both naive children and did not open the road of cultivation, but that time was really happy.

It's a pity that he can't go back to the past. Even though he is an ordinary person now, he doesn't feel the same way when he steps here again.

Some things, can be retained, but some things, no matter how you go to retain, will not stop.

Gradually, he went up to the top of the mountain.

This is the place where he and the little guy met. He accidentally picked up Jueyin order and was knocked off the cliff by the dragon river. It can be said that this place is the turning point of his life.

He is back now, standing here again, and has no cultivation. But looking at the scenery around and breathing the air here, he feels strange.

”With all the vicissitudes of life, things and people have changed. We can't go back. We can't go back completely.”

With a deep sigh, he turned and walked down the hill.

His speed is not fast, but very stable, step by step, although he can not find the previous feeling, but his heart is unprecedented down-to-earth.

Before it was completely dark, he dragged a boar and a bundle of firewood back to the building.

At this time, it's autumn and winter. It's cool at night.

In front of the wooden building, Wu Tian took out two daggers and bumped them with a little force, which soon ignited firewood and a pile of bonfire.

Then he took off a leg of the boar, peeled off the fur, and slowly roasted it on the campfire.

At first, he wanted to wash it and then roast it, but now it's getting late. For sure, he can't find water for a short time, so he has to make do with it and have a meal tomorrow.

As for the seasoning of roast pig thighs, it's easier for him. After all, people like him who grew up in a small village know much more than those who grow up with gold keys.

Looking around the fire for a moment, he found a few weeds, which are used for seasoning.

He took the knife on the spot and cut a few wild grass into small pieces. When the pig's thighs were well done, he sprinkled the weeds on it. After a while, the smell of meat came out.

When Wu Tian smells the fragrance, the mouth produces fluid and the hunger in the abdomen becomes extremely strong.

He cut off a piece of meat, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. His appetite was so strong that he put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.

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

Wu Tian licked his mouth, so he sat alone by the fire and enjoyed his first dinner here. It seemed a little lonely.

As for wine, there must be no way to find it now.

Unfortunately, those two daggers, which were originally magic weapons, are now used to cut vegetables and cut meat. They are greasy and dirty. If this is spread out, it will cause a great disturbance on five continents.

The bright bonfire and attractive fragrance add a lot of vitality to this place.

The next morning, before dawn, I got up and washed. Then I came to the terrace on the second floor, took out the Xuantian ice coffin, accompanied my lover and waited for the sunrise.

The setting sun is beautiful, and the rising sun is more charming.

Sunlight, shining mountains and rivers, watching the sun rise a little bit, without the heart of the restlessness and sadness, also with a little bit of dissipation.

At the moment of sunrise, all things in the world wake up and start a new day's life.

Wu Tian sent the Xuantian ice coffin to the war soul ring, and began to be busy.

On the first day, he eradicated all the weeds and shrubs around the wooden building until the sun went down and there was no weed in the surrounding area. However, the labor of the day really made him tired and exhausted.

But he did not break his promise. After watching the sunset with his wife, he just had dinner and then went into the house to have a rest.

The next day, he got up early, watched the sunrise, and began to dig a well. Ordinary people can't do without water.

He chose the location of the well at the back of the wooden building. He planned to build a backyard at this place. It is more convenient to put the well here.

Originally, he could dig a well with divine power, but he did not. He held a dagger and dug a little bit. When he was tired and had a rest, he dug again. It took him nine days to dig a well ten meters deep. The clear groundwater diffused out, and it was cool and sweet.

In fact, it's not water, it's his heart.

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

There is a way, a drop of sweat, ten thousand grains of grain, the fruits of their own labor, can not sweet?

Similarly, although he was tired these days, his heart became calmer and calmer day by day, and the past gratitude and resentment were gradually put down by him.On the eleventh day, he went into the back of the mountain, felled trees and built fences.