Cultivation: Start with Inviting Gods

The snow outside the temple stopped falling, and the snow filled the entire top of Qinshan Mountain.

The general's illusory figure went out for a walk, and found nothing dangerous, so he returned to the temple.

Jiang Nanhe and Yang'er were not very willing to go out during this period. The snow outside showed signs of melting when it was exposed to the sun.

The chill brought by the melted snow was stronger than when it snowed, so Yang'er and Jiang Nanhe were not willing to go out.

After the snow on the top of Qingshan Mountain melted, Yang'er began to go out normally.

Its belly was already very big, and it seemed that it would soon be due.

Jiang Nanhe sat on his back, holding tightly the longer wool on his body. Yes, it was only one or two months before Jiang Nanhe could sit.

He didn't know whether it was because of his special body, or because of the peach leaves fed to him by the general, or because of the goat's milk fed to him by the sheep, anyway, he grew much faster than ordinary children.

The sheep and the general were not surprised that he grew so fast. After all, one was a sheep, and it was a wild beast, and didn't understand this thing.

The other had no experience of raising a child, and even had no idea when the child could sit or walk, so in their opinion, Jiang Nanhe's situation was normal.

Only Jiang Nanhe, who had the memory of his previous life, would feel that he was a little abnormal.

But he would deceive himself, he would tell himself that it must be because of the different physiques of everyone in this world.

It could also be some rules that come with this fantasy world. Jiang Nanhe felt that it might be because this world was too dangerous, so children could run, sit, walk, and crawl early to increase their chances of survival.

Isn't that what he is like? Okay, so one sheep, one person, one god, they lived perfectly and confusedly.

Jiang Nanhe was wrapped in not his previous swaddling clothes, but the coat that his father left for him when he left in this life.

The coat was thick, at least it could keep warm, but it was worn out by Jiang Nanhe and Yang'er rubbing it back and forth on the ground, and then washing it with ice water.

Jiang Nanhe sat on Yang'er's body, still sitting a little unsteadily. The snow around him had all melted. Yang'er dared to take Jiang Nanhe out for activities because the snow had melted.

They stayed in the temple all day, and occasionally came out to get some light. If they didn't come out to move around, Yang'er was worried that they would get moldy.

Well, Jiang Nanhe also felt this way, and he also wanted to take a bath, although he knew that taking a bath in the wild was a luxury, and it was still winter.

But after not taking a bath for several months, his arms, which originally looked quite white, were now a little dirty.

The general guessed that Jiang Nanhe wanted to take a bath. After all, Jiang Nanhe was talking in a long and babbling way, so it was hard for the general not to guess.

However, once he left Jiang Nanhe, he could not touch anything, unless it was a waste of incense, so he was powerless.

But later he thought about it and told Yang'er to find some dry firewood. As for himself, he disappeared and no one knew where he went.

Yang'er got the general's order, and took Jiang Nanhe out to find wood while the temperature rose for a while at noon.

Yang'er was very smart. Even though it was a ewe about to give birth and was a little inconvenient, it still moved quickly to find a lot of usable wood.

Moreover, it spread Jiang Nanhe's swaddling clothes on the ground, and then piled the wood on the swaddling clothes, so it could carry the swaddling clothes and the wood inside back.

Jiang Nanhe looked at his dirty and torn swaddling clothes, and mourned for himself in his heart. It seemed that he could only sleep in his jacket at night.

When Jiang Nanhe and Yang'er rushed back to the temple, they found that the general had found a stone jar from somewhere.

The stone jar looked quite simple, and the stone jar was placed on two stones. There was a gap between the stones, which seemed to be able to boil hot water.

Jiang Nanhe's eyes lit up when he saw the stone jar. When the general saw them coming back, he reached out and took Jiang Nanhe into his arms, and then used his other hand to sort out the dry firewood bit by bit.

He could only touch these objects briefly when he was holding Jiang Nanhe.

And there was no way to touch anything too heavy, so he could only sort it out bit by bit like this, until the sun was about to set, Jiang Nanhe and his friends successfully boiled a little hot water.

As for how they got the fire? It was conjured by the general.

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Jiang Nanhe only realized at this time that the general could actually control fire.

Well, after all, the general is also a god, although he is a god without incense and very poor.

But no matter how poor he is? There are always some special things, such as raising himself.

Jiang Nanhe thought so while squinting his eyes comfortably in the hot water, while the general scrubbed his body tirelessly.

Why would the general, a god, work so hard for Jiang Nanhe? It was because he seemed to have discovered the special thing about Jiang Nanhe.

He found that the closer Jiang Nanhe was to him, or the more respectful Jiang Nanhe was to him, the more solid his body became after he came into contact with Jiang Nanhe.

This made him guess that it might be Jiang Nanhe who provided him with some faith. After all, gods become powerful by faith, or gods like him who are canonized can become powerful by faith.

Jiang Nanhe, whose little body was soaking in the hot water, felt that he felt much lighter after being washed by the hot water.

No wonder water is the source of life. After being washed by the hot water, Jiang Nanhe felt that his soul was purified.

This was not a joke. He had been huddled in the temple for several months, without much room for activities. Just resisting the cold wind every day had consumed most of his experience.

He had no time to take care of the burden on his body. He felt that he was about to get worms, although it was normal to get worms in this wilderness.

Sitting in the stone jar, Jiang Nanhe swung his two short legs. The general helped him clean his body, let him soak for a while, and then fished him out.

The sky outside had begun to darken and the temperature was about to drop. If Jiang Nanhe was allowed to blow the wind outside, he might catch a cold again.

Next to the stone jar, Yang'er sat by the fire, watching the flame inside go out, and the warm flame warmed his body.

It likes fire very much. Unlike ordinary beasts that are afraid of flames, Yang'er thinks that this flame that can bring warmth in winter is necessary for living things.

Jiang Nanhe's small body was held by the general. Compared with the general's tall body, Jiang Nanhe's body was pitifully small. He felt that he was a ball in the general's hand. The general could fly away with a pat.

Yang'er saw the general holding Jiang Nanhe out of the stone jar, so he took the clean wool ball beside him.

The general took this wool ball from Yang'er before. After washing it, he tied the wool into a ball and used it to wipe Jiang Nanhe's body.

The wool ball circled around Jiang Nanhe's body, absorbing the moisture on his body, and then was wrapped by the general in a coat and sent back to the temple.

Jiang Nanhe looked at his refreshed body, leisurely shook his arms and legs in the coat, and then prepared to sleep.

This is the world of children. When they feel comfortable, they feel sleepy. This is not something that can be controlled by humans.