Chapter 2 Memory
Su Yuntao walked out of the hall, and the village elder Jack immediately greeted him expectantly, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Deacon, how about it, are there any children with soul master qualifications in our village this year?"
Su Yuntao looked at the village chief in front of him and sighed bitterly, "There are two of them, but it's a pity..."
As he said this, he told Village Chief Old Jack about Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit and Liu Feng's mutated Martial Spirit.
"Which one is better, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit or the Sand Martial Spirit?" Village Chief Jack suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but ask.
Su Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "They are all the same useless martial souls, no better..."
Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little confused, "It's just that, generally speaking, the soul power of mutated waste martial souls should be very low. This child is actually very lucky to have full innate soul power."
"Okay, I have to rush to the next village, so I'll leave first." After saying that, Su Yuntao left in a hurry.
Tang San and others also came out. They didn't see Su Yuntao, so they could only run to Village Chief Old Jack and asked: "Village Chief, what is a soul ring?"
This is something Tang San didn't ask clearly about just now. Unfortunately, the deacon has already left, so he can only ask the village chief.
Old Jack answered Tang San's question in a daze, and then he came to his senses, "Xiao San, couldn't you be the one with the innate soul power that the deacon just mentioned?"
Tang San nodded.
Village Chief Old Jack suddenly had some surprise on his face, "What is your martial spirit, and who is the other one?"
"My martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass," Tang San said obediently, then turned to look at Liu Feng aside, "Also, he is also born with full soul power, and his martial spirit is sand."
Old Jack followed Tang San's gaze and frowned when he saw that this person turned out to be Liu Feng.
Immediately, Su Yuntao's words rang in his mind, and a trace of joy could not help but appear in his eyes.
"Fortunately you are not the mutated martial soul." Old Jack exhaled and said.
"Ah?" Tang San was slightly startled.
"The deacon just said that the mutated waste martial soul is much worse than the ordinary martial soul. The innate full soul power is just good luck." Old Jack said, ignoring Liu Feng and talking to Tang San about it. Things about work-study students in the college.
Because there was a soul saint in the village, the village had a quota for a work-study student.
If I had known earlier, other villages, maybe two villages or even three villages could share one quota.
Speaking of this, Old Jack always had some pride on his face.
"Xiao San, if you are willing to go, this place will be given to you."
"Ah?" Tang San glanced at the unknown Liu Feng standing by with some hesitation, "What about Liu Feng?"
"He's a fool, what's the use of him?" Old Jack looked at Liu Feng with some disgust, "And have you forgotten what the deacon said? His mutated useless martial spirit is not comparable to yours."
"But……"
"That's it. You go back and discuss it with your father. If possible, I will send you to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy in three months." Old Jack waved his hand and said.
As he said that, he thought of something again. He frowned, pulled Tang San up and started to walk back, cursing and saying: "No, I have to go and tell that sloppy father of yours in person, I can't let him harm you..." …”
Liu Feng just stood there quietly watching them leave, then turned around and walked slowly towards the home in his memory.
Along the way, memories came to Liu Feng's mind like a tide, constantly appearing in front of Liu Feng's eyes.
His eyes were dull, like a fool.
When Liu Feng walked back to his dilapidated thatched house, Liu Feng finally sorted out the memories in his mind.
At this time, he finally understood his situation.
And he also figured out that he had not just traveled through time. But he traveled to this world six years ago.
And for the past six years, his consciousness has been in a state of sleep. So, the way he behaves on weekdays. What Village Chief Old Jack calls a fool.
The fundamental reason why his consciousness fell into deep sleep was because of something that happened to his parents before he was born.
Liu Feng's parents are businessmen in the village.
On weekdays, he earns living expenses by traveling around and buying and selling goods.
Only six years ago, on a business trip, I encountered a soul master fighting.
As ordinary people, Liu Feng's parents were seriously injured just by the aftermath of the soul master's battle.
They desperately escaped from the fighting range and returned to Holy Soul Village dragging their seriously injured bodies.
She was already eight months pregnant with Liu Feng at the time, and her mother forced herself to give birth to Liu Feng. Within a few days, the two of them died of serious injuries.
And it was precisely because of the aftermath of the battle and premature birth that Liu Feng's consciousness fell into a deep sleep and turned into a confused fool.
The reason why Liu Feng is able to survive until now is because before Liu Feng's parents passed away, they gave all their property to the village and asked the village to take care of Liu Feng when he grew up...
Thinking of this, Liu Feng burst into tears unknowingly...
At this time, two vague figures appeared in his mind. He couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could feel their weakness and the warmth in their arms...
The next day, Liu Feng opened the door of the house and saw a bowl of cold porridge so thin that he could count the rice grains in the corner of the door.
This is the village that promised to take care of Liu Feng and provide Liu Feng with food.
Liu Feng pursed his lips and his eyes were inexplicably cold.
My parents are businessmen. Although I don’t make much money on weekdays.
But it is always better than farmers who stay in the village and farm the land.
Over the years, I have saved a lot of money, but I can definitely live a stable life and have my own labor force.
However, in my memory, the only thing I eat every day is this bowl of cold porridge and water.
Whenever I couldn't bear the hunger, I would go to the nearby mountains to eat weeds and bark.
It seems that this is what the people in the village taught me to do.
Liu Feng clenched his fists, then loosened his hands, then silently picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it slowly.
It's so cold.
It seems to be able to chill a person's heart.
Liu Feng put the bowl back to its place, then returned to the house and closed the door.
He took a deep breath, looked at his skinny body, and sighed.
Now you should put aside all your thoughts. The first thing you need to do is to find a way to take good care of your body.
I finally understand why when my martial soul awakened yesterday, with my innate soul power, the sand civet cat in my hand only appeared for a few seconds before being unable to hold on and fell apart.
For me now, being able to move normally is considered a sign of my strong vitality.
Liu Feng thought for a while, looked around, and found only a small, rusty sickle full of chips in the empty room.
He picked it up, put it on the back of his waist and walked out towards the mountains.
(End of chapter)