C1 Resurrecting from Death(1)

July. The sun was scorching hot. Golden cicadas were chirping noisily. The dense bamboo forest was so deep that not even the wind could pass through.

Inside the thatched cottage, there was a steaming wooden water jar filled with dark liquid. Chen Xiang had been soaking here for two years.

At first, she couldn't even take half a step out of the water tank, much less out of the thatched cottage.

Then she thought of a good way to add a lid to the tank and cut a round hole in the middle so that her body was in the tank except for her head and neck.

This way, she would be able to use her own strength to push down the water vat and roll out.

Although they were able to leave the thatched cottage, the immediate consequence was that many people who came to the mountain to gather herbs or hunt were frightened. They'd probably never seen the barrel speak before. When she said that, everyone acted as if they had seen a ghost and scattered in fright.

Chen Xiang was very dejected, because most of the time, she was just asking for help.

The fatal flaw of rolling was that it was very easy to trip, and relying on one's own strength, it was impossible to avoid obstacles. Therefore, this directly led to her exiting the house in high spirits in the morning, and she would soon be stuck inside. Since no one was around to help, coupled with the fact that her master only returned at night, she would always be stuck for a whole day.

But he never got tired of it.

Every time his master pushed the incense into the room, there was a complicated look on his face. In these two years, Chen Xiang had already trained her muscles and bones to the point of being strong and determined. She suddenly realized that her master was tempering her will. Master had really put a lot of thought into this. Chen Xiang held her master's hand to express her gratitude. "This medicinal bath will be fine for six hours a day. If you don't come out now, I thought you'd like to stay in the medicine barrel …"

The corner of Chen Xiang's mouth twitched. It had to be said that her master was a man of his word. For the past two years, she had been foolishly rolling around in the wooden bucket.

Such endurance was truly something that no ordinary person could compare with.

Her master was an old Daoist nun from the Cloud Water Temple. It was said that when she was young, she was also devastatingly beautiful. The people who admired her had the capacity to drive from the east side of the city to the west side.

From the princes to the young masters, from the poor to the commoners, they all rushed to her like a flock of birds. Wherever she went, it was like a tsunami of people, and all the men were there. As a result, transportation was paralysed, agriculture was abandoned, and even theft rates were reduced.

What kind of person was his master? How could he just casually take a fancy to someone?

But who would've thought that she'd actually set her eyes on the king of the State of Yun? At that time, the young Emperor was just an inconspicuous prince who had followed the princes of other countries to pay homage to him. He didn't expect his master to fall for him amidst tens of thousands of people.

From then on, she abandoned her noble and cold, unmatched beauty and only wholeheartedly wanted to be with him.

The two of them stood in harmony, their eyebrows raised like the zither as they talked. They were truly a rare pair of immortal companions in this world. Her master had thought that she would be so happy for the rest of her life.

Who would have thought that after becoming the crown prince, in order to win over the prime minister, Gong Gongfu would give her up to another man?

Master was so sad that he left home.

After that, he started his family and became a Daoist nun. Finally, he coincidentally came to the Cloud Water Temple and became a imperial nun. To put it bluntly, it was to raise children for the royal family.

Chen Xiang had been at Yunshui Temple since she could remember, and the first person she saw was her master.

For a long time, she thought that her master was her mother, so she kept on running after her master and calling him mother. The Master kneeled down in fear and said, "Princess, you can't say such nonsense. This humble Taoist is a bandit."

Chen Xiang did not understand. "Why can't you get married and have children when you're a child?"

The master thought about the wording and replied, "In theory, yes, but everyone has their own beliefs and beliefs."

Chen Xiang continued asking, "Do faith tell you not to have children?"

"..."

At that time, Chen Xiang was still a child and always liked to ask why. When she got to the point where her master was speechless and didn't know how to answer, she was punished to copy the 'Woman's Ring' three hundred times.

Chen Xiang didn't dare to ask her master many questions, so she had no choice but to ask Tao Zi, who was also a child. Tao was a farmer's child at the foot of the mountain. He had once climbed over a wall to steal food and was caught red-handed by Chen Xiang.

The two became playmates just like that. After that, Tao would come to find Chen Xiang every few days, and Chen Xiang would bring him a bunch of delicious food. The two of them sat on the wall, gnawing on steamed buns, swinging their legs, and looking at the moon. They could talk about anything. Miraculously, Tao could answer all 100,000 of Chen Xiang's questions.