Golden Greenery

Chapter 001 Idiot Yang is a dead man

Yang Yi likes to sit under the plum tree and be in a daze. When he gets hungry, he picks a few plums to eat. He thinks this is good.

At least Plum and Plum Tree won't laugh at him for being a fool.

In fact, Yang Yi likes every thing that can't speak, such as the mountains, stones, trees and grass here, because they don't laugh at him.

There are very few farmers nearby, and the nearest home is Lao Sun's house behind the hill on the left. But no matter how far or near, people in this mountain like to come to Yang Yi when they have free time, because they can tease him and laugh at him for being a fool.

There is nothing else for the mountain people to do.

Yang Yi knew that he was stupid. After so many years of farming, he still couldn't do it well. The furrows he raked out were all crooked, not as straight as others. And he doesn't know how to hunt. He can't even catch a rabbit, let alone a deer or a roe deer in the mountains.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, it's that he doesn't know how to do it, and he can't learn it. Fools are like this.

Yang Yi's stupidity lies in the fact that he doesn't remember his parents' names, or even tell them their specific looks. Yang Yi only remembered that there were two earthen bags in the mountain sun over there, which were the graves of his father and mother, but he could not remember whether he had seen his parents or not.

The joke, of course, is that you have seen it before. Who has never seen his parents? How could there be Yang Yi if he has never seen them.

He also forgot who told him that the two dirtbags were the graves of his father and mother. Maybe he thought there should be a grave, but maybe there was nothing underneath. Because Yang Yi really doesn't remember what his parents look like.

Only a fool can't remember this.

Yang Yi is not sure how old he is this year. He only knows that it has been ten years since he consciously drew horizontal and vertical lines on the rocks on the mountain wall to mark the days. Yang Yi didn't know how old he was ten years ago.

Recalling what he was like ten years ago, when others asked him again, Yang Yi would say that he was 29 years old because he felt that 30 years old was too old.

Yang Yi felt that he had a father and a mother, and another reason was that he knew the Chinese characters. Although the writing was ugly and crooked, he knew them all. This should have been taught by my parents, otherwise how could I be literate? Can it still be done naturally?

Yang Yi felt that he should have been stupid since ten years ago. His parents should have died at that time. He was so frightened that he could not remember what happened before that.

A thatched house, a mountain spring, and two ridges of sloping land, Yang Yi has been here for ten years without knowing it.

Ten years ago he walked out of the mountains for the first time.

There were many people outside the mountain and it was very chaotic. People said that there was still a war. Yang Yi also saw people with knives and guns everywhere. He was very scared and ran back to the mountain. With one house, one spring and two ridges of land, he still felt that he was at ease here.

Later, he basically went out twice a year. He always had to change his food and clothing, but he always went out on the same day and came back the same day. He didn't like going out.

I heard that there has been no war in the past two years, and there are more and more people outside the mountain. I heard that there are more people in the big city in the distance, but Yang Yi has not been there yet, and he is afraid that he will not be able to come back that day.

There is no war outside the mountains, and many people in the mountains have moved out. Yang Yi has never thought about moving. He thinks the mountains are better, and he doesn't know where to move. Only a fool would think that the mountains are better than the outside, so Yang Yi is indeed a fool.

Fool Yang Yi, who was sitting under the plum tree and eating plums, saw someone walking down the mountainside on the opposite side. At first he thought it was the five roots of the old Sun family over there. Wu Gen likes to laugh at Yang Yi the most, even though he doesn't even know the words.

When he got closer, Yang Yi saw clearly that he was a Taoist priest.

Yang Yi has met many Taoist priests, many outside the mountain, and Taoist priests often pass by in the mountain.

The Taoist priest also saw Yang Yi. He was going to go down the mountain road, but he stopped when he saw Yang Yi and stood there for a while.

Then the Taoist priest came over.

Yang Yi knew that the Taoist priests were very fierce and could not be offended, so he quickly stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and bowed to the Taoist priests.

"I've met the Taoist priest."

The Taoist priest said nothing and stood motionless on the other side of the plum tree, staring at Yang Yi, which made him feel frightened.

I watched it for a long time.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yang Yi."

"Where are you from?"

"Mountain people, this is my home."

"How old are you?"

"Nine out of twenty."

"Are you the only one here?"

"It's just me."

"who are you?"

"My name is Yang Yi."

The Taoist priest stroked his beard and walked towards Yang Yi's thatched cottage. "Can I ask for a drink of water?"

"Taoist Master, please come in."

The thatched cottage was small, but it was kept very clean by Yang Yi. There was a bed and a cabinet, and there was a pot and stove under the eaves outside the house. All the stools, chairs and bedding were neatly placed. It didn't feel slovenly at all. Instead, it looked like a monk's house. Place.

The Taoist priest sat on a simple but clean bamboo chair and took the pottery bowl handed by Yang Yi. The mountain spring water inside was equally clear.

The Taoist drank it all in one gulp.

"You are a dead man."

"I am alive."

"You are not Yang Yi either."

"My name is Yang Yi."

"You're not from here."

"This is my home."

"Yang Yi... let me call you Yang Yi. You are a dead person. You should not be here. Go back to your place."

"Where am I from? How can I get back?"

"You are who you are there."

"Am I a ghost?"

"You are not a ghost, you are a dead person, and you are also a living person. You were a living person in your original place, but you became a dead person when you came here."

"How can I go back?"

"You are not Yang Yi. You can only go back if you know who you are."

"Who am I? Am I lost?"

"Yes, you lost it. You can only go back if you find yourself first."

"How should I find it?"

"Yang Yi, come with me. Look outside the mountain and look in that big city. Where there are more people, you will find more and it will be easier to find." The Taoist said, "Go out. You will never find yourself in the mountains."

"Taoist Priest, do you think I'm a fool? Others say I'm stupid."

"I have no idea."

"I don't like the outside. Will I die if I go out?"

"You are already dead, are you still afraid of death?"

"Afraid!"

The Taoist priest stared at Yang Yi for a long time, as long as he drank two bowls of water.

The Taoist priest said: "You cannot die. If you die before you find out who you are, you will die where you were."

"He turned into a ghost?"

"There are no ghosts. If you die here, everything will be gone."

"I don't want to go out. I'm afraid of death. I won't die in the mountains."

"How did you find out?"

"My guess."