C3 Accident Discovery

3. Accident discovery.

Chen Fann, who understood the value of the cultivation method, didn't leave. Instead, he sat by the river and quietly cultivated for the night. He gathered all the excess Yuan Qi in his body into his Dantian before standing up in satisfaction.

With so much Yuan Qi replenishing his body, his weak body was greatly improved during the night. His body, which had been hollowed out by hunger for many years, had also recovered at its best. This was the value of medicinal cultivators refined by Pill Medicines. s was a priceless treasure. In the eyes of medicinal cultivators, they were merely supplementary items that they normally needed. This was the importance and preciousness of knowledge. Who grasped knowledge? Whoever occupied the highest position would be able to look down on others. They would be able to look down on everyone!

This Ning Xianer was not bad!

Chen Fann nodded and deeply engraved this name in his heart.

He could not expect others to take care of him for the rest of his life. If he wanted to join a certain Cultivation Sect, Not only does one have to have a clean background, but one has to have the right talent. Moreover, most of the cultivator Sects were isolated from the world. Very few went out to the mortal world to recruit disciples. After all, there were very few resources suitable for cultivation. The more cultivators there were, the fewer resources they could obtain. Because of this mentality, there were not many disciples in each sect. Occasionally, a few hundred disciples would be considered a super big sect. Even if it was the Heavenly Pond Sect of Kunwu that had been passed down for thousands of years... There were only a dozen disciples, including their wives and children. There were no more than a hundred people.

Under such circumstances, it was already an unexpected surprise to be able to obtain an entry level Qi and Blood cultivation method. If he wanted to enter the Kunwu, not only would Ning Xianer not agree, Chen Fann would only dare to think about it.

His body had been unexpectedly repaired. Chen Fann now looked like an ordinary ten year old child. His face was red and his skin was... His skin was dark. Chen Fann saw this kind of skin. She was a child who had starved to death in the wilderness. It was impossible for him to have time to clean up his body. The kid won't starve to death.

Chen Fann came to the river and used his hand to feel the water. It was bone-chilling cold. He could not care less.

Chen Fann used his small hand to touch the water. He threw himself onto his face and rubbed it for a while. Then he touched the water and rubbed it again. It was not until noon that Chen Fann had washed his entire body. He almost rubbed off a few layers of skin. Finally, he looked a little pale.

He washed the tattered cloth in the river. After the black cloth was washed, it contaminated a large part of the river. Chen Fann then realized that the cloth in his hand was white. Bah! Yaya, I thought it was black cloth!

When he dried the rags and wanted to put them on, Chen Fann realized that the rags were not clothes, but a pair of big pants. He was just bullying kids! He did not know where this child had stolen it from.

When he put it on again, Chen Fann's appearance became very ridiculous. Both of his legs were exposed. Not only was he outside, but his shoulders were also exposed. He looked like a doll wrapped in three dots. It was a very thin doll.

Chen Fann twisted a grass rope around his waist. Finally, he did not have to worry about his little brother being exposed.

After looking at the sun, Chen Fann decided to head south. Although the south had deviated from Ning Xianer's direction, the south was still hotter than the north. The cold night had already fed Chen Fann enough. If he stayed here any longer and waited until the Yuan Qi in his stomach was completely depleted, then his death would come again.

Although Chen Fann did not know if his death would affect him, he knew that even if he died, he would still be a lonely ghost. It was impossible for him to reincarnate. There was no record of him here.

After picking up a wooden stick from the river, Chen Fann started his journey to the south.

He did not know what the world here looked like. There were tall mountains everywhere. There were few people everywhere, but there were many wild beasts. There were wild beasts on every mountain. Chen Fann was so scared that he only dared to walk along the river. He never dared to go deep into the forest, and it was not safe even if he was by the river. Those ferocious beasts also needed to drink water. Every night. A large number of beasts would gather by the river, and the roars would travel far and far.

Every night, Chen Fann would crawl into tree holes, stone cracks, and caves early to hide. Because his body was much stronger now, Chen Fann could already prepare the firewood he needed to sleep at night. A few stones that could produce sparks were his most important possessions.

Even if Chen Fann worked hard to get there, After all, the mountains here were too high, the water was too deep, and there were too many wild beasts. It was not easy for Chen Fann to guarantee that he would not be eaten by the wild beasts. As for the journey, he would have to wait and see.

There was no sun or moon in the mountains. Chen Fann did not know how long he had been walking in the mountains. When he reached the foot of a mountain again, he finally found that the roars of the wild beasts were very rare. He could barely hear the roars of the forest birds.

The mountain was not very tall. The vegetation was lush. A vague mountain road seemed to be hidden. On the top of the mountain, he could see a corner of a house with red walls and green tiles.

Was there smoke?

At this moment, Chen Fann's appearance had changed. The cloth clothes from before had disappeared without a trace. On his body was the fur of a wild beast. The grass rope was still tied around his waist. However, it wasn't the same one as before. There was a spike made from animal bones stuck in his belt. On his shoulder was a half-cooked piece of meat weighing seven or eight pounds. Walking by the river was dangerous, and there were all kinds of benefits. At the very least, when wild beasts fought for water, they would tear up, and after that, they would tear up. Often, a certain wild beast will become the loser, and the broken bodies that are bitten will be thrown not far from the water's edge. As long as one was careful, one could always find something to eat.

Chen Fann did not know how long he had walked in the mountains, nor did he know how far he had walked. But he knew that he had not spent a year because when he left, flowers bloomed. Now it was just the yellow leaves, and it was probably autumn. He might have been walking in the mountains for five or six or seven months, but he couldn't tell the exact time.

It had been a long time since he saw any signs of human activity. Chen Fann was very excited. No matter what was happening on the mountain, he decided to climb up and take a look, even if he could find a piece of clothing that was discarded by someone else.

After a period of living in the mountains, Chen Fann no longer had any fear of climbing the mountain. His body was as agile as a small ape. He did not need to follow the trail to climb to the top of the mountain.

The house on the top of the mountain wasn't big. It was only forty to fifty square meters. It might be much smaller than the houses of some families, but it was not easy to build a house in such a remote place. Everything had to be transported from the outside. Without enough gold and silver, it was impossible to build such a building.

The small house was very sturdy. It had experienced countless years of wind and frost, but it was still standing upright. However, the tiles on the house had been broken and broken. From the outside, one could see the supporting beams. The two doors were also crooked and wide open. One could see the Buddha statue from the outside.

"So it's a temple hall!" Chen Fann looked at the plaque above the door of the temple. His memory from his previous life allowed him to recognize that the words on the plaque were "Xiyuan Temple. Speaking of which, it was strange. This was clearly a different world from the other world. However, Chen Fann could understand the human language and the language here. It was as if this was the world he had lived in. This question had puzzled him for a long time. He could not find the answer. He could only admit that he was an outsider. Perhaps it was the additional benefit of transmigration.

Since this place had not been repaired for a long time, the possibility of someone here was extremely low. Chen Fann pulled out the bone spurs, opened the spider web in front of the door, and walked in, hoping to find something that was left behind.

The three futons had already turned into three piles of garbage. One of the legs of the incense table had been broken. The incense burner on it rolled down and fell into the corner.

The Buddha statue was so dark that one could not see its face clearly. The mud embryo on its body was exposed. One of its arms had also been broken. It looked very pitiful.

A red wooden fish seemed to be in good condition, but it had no effect on Chen Fann.

He turned the small door in the corner and came to the meditation room at the back. There was a small kitchen and a small bedroom. It could only allow one person to sleep.

"Cover!" Chen Fann walked over in surprise. He reached out and touched the blanket that was exposed to the cotton. The cotton was like sand and dust. It had long lost its function.

"What a pity!" Chen Fann had not slept in the blanket for a long time. He felt like he had never seen a blanket in his life, but he did not expect to see a blanket here.

Under the blanket was a collapsed brick bed, revealing a dark cave. It seemed to be laughing at something.

Chen Fann rushed into the bedroom as soon as he saw the blanket. When he saw that there was nothing in the bedroom that he could collect, he stepped out.

It was a small kitchen outside. The pot in the pot was full of rust, as if it had lost its value.

"Bowl!"

Two dark red ceramic bowls were still placed on the edge of the pot. Chen Fann walked over in surprise and picked them up. It had been a long time since he last saw them. Chen Fann rubbed them a few times before he could bear to put them down.

"Knife!"

A rusted kitchen knife was placed on a cracked vegetable stump. Grass had grown on the stump. It seemed that it was not something that could be done in two or three years.

This discovery surprised Chen Fann the most. Without a knife, life was really tough. It was not easy to get a piece of meat off the beast's corpse. It was very difficult to get a piece of meat from the beast's corpse. It took a lot of effort to get it off. He had to take the risk of being treated as food by other beasts.

With a knife, things were different. He could decompose the beast's meat in the shortest time possible. Even if there were beasts eyeing him, as long as he had a knife in his hand, he would have the confidence to fight.

Although the kitchen knife was already rusty, it was not a big problem. As long as he found a stone to grind it, he could use it again.

Putting the kitchen knife on his belt, Chen Fann was already very satisfied with what he found.

Picking up the two small clay bowls and placing them carefully in his arms, Chen Fann once again walked to the temple hall in front of him. His gaze was fixed on the only intact incense burner.

This thing was rather thick and stupid, but it was made of copper. If he could bring it outside, the price would probably not be low.

After passing the yellow cloth that covered the ears of the furnace and pulling it behind him, Chen Fann took one last look at the dilapidated temple hall and walked out resolutely.

Although this place could temporarily avoid the wind and rain, it was not the most suitable place for him to settle down. Staying here was the most unreliable decision. The original owner of this place had given up on this place. Could he, a child, live here alone? Besides, Chen Fann still wanted to cultivate and live a life of being above others. How could he waste his life here?

He looked around the room and saw a pile of rotten branches. He had lost all hope of finding them here.

Holding the heavy incense burner, Chen Fann walked down the mountain again.

The sky gradually turned dark. Chen Fann started to look for a place to stay at night at the foot of the mountain.

Not long after, Chen Fann found a small cave. In the cave. There was also a small stream in the cave.

The cave was not very high. Only a kid like Chen Fann could climb into it. After turning a few corners, Chen Fann stopped walking into the cave. He was afraid that he would fall into the underground river.

Seeing that there were no wild beasts in the cave, Chen Fann went out again. He picked up a few branches and prepared to use them for the fire at night.

The night in the mountain was still very cold, and it was necessary to gather a fire.

How to start a fire was also a matter of knowledge. According to some novels, if one lit a fire in the wilderness, the consequences would be very serious. The fire would attract a large number of wild beasts. Even if some wild beasts were afraid of the fire and did not dare to approach, many insects loved the light. The mosquitoes in the mountains could kill people alive.

Chen Fann hid in the cave and used the bend of the cave to block the fire from leaking out. He could avoid summoning the wild beasts that he could not afford to offend.

After he was done with the preparations, the sky finally darkened. It was night time.

In the silent forest during the day, all kinds of sounds appeared. There were the buzzing of insects and the roars and howls of beasts.

The water in the cave was flowing out. Chen Fann did not have to worry about anything dirty in the water he drank. After being filtered by the underground rock stratum, the water here was very clean. After all, he had been walking in the mountains for so long and had not eaten anything bad. Maybe it was because he was tough.

After knocking on the flint a few times, a weak spark lit up the animal fur in his hand. He used the fur to dye the dried leaves. Finally, he lit a small branch and the fire started to burn.

Chen Fann happily took out a rusted kitchen knife and began to grind on the stones by the stream.

After grinding a few times, he dipped the knife into the water and continued to grind. Then, he dipped the knife into the water.

When the fire was burning very well, the kitchen knife in Chen Fann's hand finally became sharp. The rust also became light. It was almost impossible to tell.

He used the kitchen knife to cut a few branches, then cut a few thin slices of meat and put them on with the branches. Finally, he could roast the meat. Finally, he didn't need to eat the burnt and smelly beast meat anymore.

Although there was no salt, which made the beast meat taste less fragrant, this was also a real cooked meal! Little Chen Fann still ate very sweetly.