In any case, it can be said that he has lost all his cultivation at present.
It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight.
Ye Shaoyang sighed, without mana, how could he survive in this strange world?
Ye Shaoyang sighed for a long time, but finally calmed down and cautiously tried to vomit, after all, no matter what, repairing the dantian is his most urgent task at present.
In the next three days, Ye Shaoyang lived in Cuiyun's house, although he was a little unaccustomed to living in a house with a strange widow, but Ye Shaoyang had nothing to do in order to recuperate.
Fortunately, Cuiyun took good care of him, a stranger, Ye Shaoyang was very grateful, so he lied that he was a Taoist priest, because the Taoist temple was occupied by bandits, he fled down the mountain and wandered to this place......
For Ye Shaoyang, this is also a white lie, she will definitely not believe that she is a person who has crossed over from the future, and when the time comes, don't drive herself away as a madman.
Cuiyun believes his lies, after all, at this time, there are fleeing homeless people everywhere, and there are many Taoist priests in the middle, and Ye Shaoyang has a sword on his body, and there are things like spirit runes and copper coins in his bag, which also proves his identity as a Taoist, but Cuiyun doesn't believe that he has any mana, and he is in his early twenties, and it is estimated that he is a child of a poor family, and he was sent to the Taoist temple to raise him since he was a child in order to eat.
In a few days of communication, Ye Shaoyang learned a lot of information about the era in front of him from Cuiyun's mouth, and found the year of the year from a New Year's painting: 1922.
It is almost a century away from the era in which it lives.
After Cuiyun knew that he was literate, she also found him some old newspapers, the Republic of China used traditional characters, Ye Shaoyang had read ancient books since he was a child, and there was no obstacle in identifying them.
After reading a few newspapers and combining with Cuiyun's narration, Ye Shaoyang finally had some understanding of this era: this is the period of the Beiyang Government of the Republic of China, the capital is in Beijing, and the current president is called Xu Shichang, Ye Shaoyang has vaguely seen this name in the history books, but who doesn't know.
Now the country is very chaotic, all places are controlled by large and small overseers, there are frequent wars, and there are many bandits, in such a troubled world, the life of the common people is naturally not very good.
Cuiyun's description made Ye Shaoyang think of the definition of this period in the history books, four words: warlord melee.
I didn't expect that I would travel into such a troubled world......
This place where he is located is a county seat in northern Anhui, called Shangcai County, close to the Huai River, because the government is now in power in Anhui, so this place in Anhui is quite calm, but this is also relative to other places, although there is no big war here, but there are mountains around, and there are still a lot of bandits.
Qipan Town, a small town in Shangcai County, is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there are several groups of bandits living in the mountains, but the scale is not large, and they do not harass the people very much, so the local people live a decent life.
Cuiyun just answered Ye Shaoyang's questions at first, but later the two spent more and more time chatting, and Cuiyun also opened the conversation box and took the initiative to chat with him, talking about all kinds of household things.
She is a widow, she has no relatives here, in addition to farming, she usually spins and weaves, and after getting acquainted with Ye Shaoyang, she simply moved the spinning wheel to Ye Shaoyang's room, and chatted with Ye Shaoyang while spinning.
Although Ye Shaoyang felt that this was a bit ambiguous, after all, people were life-savers, and he was still eating other people's, so it was not easy to refuse.
Moreover, he saw that Cuiyun was the kind of warm-hearted type, and he didn't have much thought about him, guessing that he had been a widow for a long time and hadn't interacted with men much, and suddenly there was a man in the family, which was a bit novel.
Ye Shaoyang raised for a few days, spit every night, and the injuries on his body recovered quickly, and there was nothing to do in a few days, and the broken dantian was also initially repaired, but now the Gang Qi that can be stored is very small, only equivalent to about one-tenth of the past, that is to say, now he can only use the previous one-percent mana.
This made Ye Shaoyang very helpless, but fortunately, there was no place to use spells now.
In the past few days, Ye Shaoyang has been thinking about his little friends every day, thinking about how to return to his own world every day, and he is afraid that he will be trapped here forever and will not be able to go back.
Although Xu Fu brought himself here, he must have a purpose, he can't just leave himself here, Ye Shaoyang still wants to take the initiative, but after thinking about it, there is nothing he can do.
Once when Ye Shaoyang helped Cuiyun fetch water, he had a whim, he wanted to jump into the well and drown himself, I don't know if I can return to my own world, but I still forget it, even if I can go back, if I become a ghost, it will really outweigh the loss.
After Ye Shaoyang recovered, he didn't have any good plans for a while, and he didn't have a penny in his pocket, so he had to continue to stay at Cuiyun's house, he was embarrassed to eat rice, and offered to help Cuiyun work in the field, Cuiyun was a good person, he was afraid that his body would not recover, so he insisted.
Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to stay at home and help do some chores every day, like a little daughter-in-law.
After his body recovered, Ye Shaoyang went to the town every day, and the situation he saw was completely different from the troubled times he imagined, not as bitter as he imagined, and there were many people doing business on the street, and it was also very orderly and lively.
It's just that there are too many people asking for food, and there are many homeless people looking for work everywhere, and the locals are also used to it, because they haven't paid special attention to Ye Shaoyang.
As for the county seat, because it is not necessary, Ye Shaoyang has not been there for the time being.
On this day, Ye Shaoyang wandered around the town aimlessly, thinking about what he had to do to change the status quo, and saw a Taoist priest in the market town who measured words and told fortunes, and hung a tattered signboard with the words Mai Shenxiang written on it.
This kind of fortune teller, which should have been very common at the time, did not attract anyone's attention, this Taoist priest sat in a corner of the town, unhurried and impatient, and looked like he was waiting for someone to take the bait.
Ye Shaoyang looked at it, this Taoist priest was in his fifties, with a black beard, wearing a pair of round glasses, and his Taoist robe was dirty and old, but Ye Shaoyang could see at a glance that this was the Taoist robe of Longhu Mountain.
For ordinary people, all Taoist robes should be the same, and even if they can see the difference, they can't see any fame.
In fact, the robes of each sect have subtle differences.