The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 1 1 A difficult winter

Chapter 1 1. A difficult winter

Rustle.

Li Xiu heard a regular sound, like someone shaking a bamboo sieve.

Something was rolling in the sieve.

There were pieces, particles, and branches.

They collided with each other, each becoming an independent sound source, expanding the sound like ripples.

Not far away, there was the sound of a bag being blown by the wind, but the bag did not fly, but remained fixed. Perhaps a child was playing with the bag in the wind, or perhaps the bag was stuck in the farmland to drive away birds and beasts.

Further away, there were footsteps and voices, the sounds were very vague, like mist, and it was impossible to hear what was being said.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came.

Li Xiu subconsciously grabbed his hair and his whole body tensed.

Memories rushed into his mind like a flood.

Faintly, he heard the sound of a bamboo sieve being thrown down, and hurried footsteps running towards him. The door creaked open, and a figure mixed with the smell of medicine pounced on him.

"Cheng Ge'er, Cheng Ge'er!"

It was a woman's voice.

Who was she calling?

Li Xiu was confused, and slowly his swelling feeling in his head slowly subsided.

The memory was absorbed.

The woman was calling him.

He traveled through time.

His name was Song Cheng.

The woman's name was Tong Jia, the owner of Huichuntang, as well as the doctor sitting in the hall and the medicine-collecting servant.

Song Cheng was a thin and pitiful little blind man. Since he was taken in by Huichuntang, he had been helping with chores such as washing clothes and sweeping the floor. He was used to being blind and could still do the work at hand.

This lasted for three years.

In three years, the little blind man experienced the decline of Huichuntang.

The main reason for the decline was the war.

The old doctor was captured and became a doctor in the army, leaving only Tong Jia and him to support Huichuntang. Then a few days ago, Tong Jia heard that the army was defeated, and then the news of the old doctor's death came back.

Yesterday, the previous life followed Tong Jia to build a tomb. When he came back, he was so sad that he fell down and lay unconscious.

Then, he came.

"Cheng Ge'er, Cheng Ge'er."

Tong Jia cried loudly, as if there were countless grievances and countless fears, "I only have you left, you will be fine, you will be fine!"

Li Xiu also had grievances.

He became blind

He couldn't see anything.

Fortunately, the "blind" experience from the previous life did not make him fall into darkness and despair completely.

His hearing, smell, and touch were much more acute.

He could feel the pinkness of the girl's cheeks, and he could also feel the cold wind that suddenly came through the window like a knife.

Li Xiu has become the previous life.

'From now on, I am Song Cheng. ’

The rustling sound fell on the black tiles of the eaves, and the sound of a fish knife scraping scales in the wind was hesitant.

Song Cheng identified the object that made the sound, so he said, "Boss, it's snowing, collect the herbs."

Tong Jia hurriedly got up, "When it rains, snows, and blows, we have to collect the herbs drying outside." This has become an instinct implanted in her body, so that she doesn't need to think at all, she will do it subconsciously.

If you have a God's perspective, you can see that the young lady in this house has slightly yellow and black skin, blue and white trousers that outline her hips, a short jacket that binds her petite body, and long black hair tied simply on her head. Years of picking herbs make her look capable and agile.

Tong Jia pushed the door open and ran to a small yard, sobbing and running back with a bamboo sieve in her hands.

The store has not had much business for a long time.

Huichuntang was not the only family to be conscripted. There were almost no able-bodied men left in Tanghe Village. They were either old or young, women or disabled.

No money

Can't afford medical treatment.

For Huichuntang, in troubled times, it was a life-threatening matter for a girl to go to the mountains to collect herbs to maintain her medicine supply.

Bandits, wild beasts, weather, steep cliffs, and some inexplicable dirty things that only exist in legends and tales are all extremely deadly.

Therefore, every bit of medicine in the medicine shop is extremely precious.

The door creaked several times, and the wind was blocked again.

After a few times, Tong Jia moved all the dried medicines into the house and carefully placed them on the medicine shelf.

Outside the door, the wind, which was originally relatively slow, suddenly increased. At first, it was like endless locusts flying in the sky, and then it turned into a tsunami close to the ear, as if the gods of wind and snow were angry, dancing and drunken in the rolling iron-gray clouds, as if they wanted to destroy this already desperate village.

Tong Jia moved closer to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng felt the bed beside him sink slightly, and he knew that it was the host who sat over.

To call him the host was actually just the inferiority of the previous life, and what was actually hidden was the love that he dared not say out loud. He was a blind man, but the host was so kind and beautiful. The host deserved a better family, and he would be satisfied as long as he quietly worked for the host for a lifetime and silently guarded the host.

This was the "life plan" of the previous life that was clear and stupid.

But soon, Song Cheng's thoughts drifted away.

'Since you are here, you have to survive. ’

He clenched his fists, thinking about getting well soon, using this winter to quickly understand the situation outside, and then when spring comes, he will persuade his boss to open a medicine shop in a safer place.

However, no matter what the future holds, he must survive the winter. He will definitely not survive the winter relying on food alone, so he must go to the mountains to find food and wild vegetables. When the time comes, his boss will find food and he will carry it.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a voice in his ear.

Tong Jia said: "Brother Cheng, I'll go get some food."

He subconsciously wanted to get up.

"I'm going to chop wood."

Tong Jia pushed him back and said warmly: "How can you chop firewood like this? Let's take care of him."

After a while, the sound of "dongdong" came from the eaves outside the door, and the round logs were split.

Tong Jia held firewood and threw it into a small stove.

The stove is small and consumes less firewood.

The earth stove in the backyard of the medicine shop has not been used for a long time.

After a long time, the door opened again and Tong Jia walked in.

An aroma mixed with the smell of wild grass and noodles penetrated Song Cheng's nose.

From the memory of his predecessor, Song Cheng knew that this was whole grain noodles mixed with some edible grass roots.

He was hungry and ate hungrily.

Tong Jia also ate in small bites, looking at Song Cheng quietly while eating, as if he had made a decision.

Outside the house, the cold snow was like an angry tide, seeming to submerge the whole world, leaving only this small house like a desert island.

It gets dark quickly.

In order to save money, the drug store didn't even light lanterns, let alone lanterns.

It's dark, it's black everywhere.

Fortunately, this had little effect on the blind man.

I don't know how much time passed, but Song Cheng suddenly heard a rustling sound, the belt was pulled open, clothes and pants were hung on the top rod, the bed sank, and then Tuan'er Nephrite Wenxiang rolled into the quilt.

A shy and somewhat pretentious voice reached Song Cheng's ears.

"It's too cold and dark, I don't want to go back to sleep!"

Song Cheng's mouth was dry and he was speechless.

"Brother Cheng, will you marry me?" came a more direct and aggressive voice.

"East"

Before the word "home" could be said, the quilt was pulled up, blocking the vague voice of the woman.

"What kind of man do you belong to my mother-in-law and mother-in-law!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the calm quilt stirred up waves, and the night became hot.

For a long time, Tong Jia and Song Cheng fell asleep hugging each other, and their breathing gradually subsided.

Song Chenggang wanted to speak.

Tong Jia lightly hit him and said, "Let me tell you, does it feel much warmer like this? No need for coal!"

Song Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

One night passed.

The next day.

Song Cheng felt the warm fragrant soft jade in his arms and stood up to get dressed. His strength has also recovered a lot and he can get up and work.

At this moment, he was suddenly startled.

Lines of information emerged.

[You and Tong Jia spent a harmonious night and received 5 free points].

Immediately, another panel appeared in the darkness.

[Name: Song Cheng]

[Talent: Immortality]

[Add points: 5 points]

[Realm: Not Leveled]

[Skill: None]

[Skill: Mind’s Eye (Not Beginner) (0/1)]

[Taboo: Unlocked]

He saw "[Add Dot]" flashing, looked again, and two more messages popped up: