I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 58 Young Man
The night is dark and the autumn wind is cool.

In the secluded courtyard, the door of the inner room was open, and the servant was grunting as he drew water from the well and brought it into the house.

The room was obviously converted from a kitchen. There was a small bed next to it and a large stove in the middle. Firewood was burning under the stove and a large iron bucket half a person's height was placed on the stove.

The stove fire was blazing, the iron bucket was burning red.
The servant poured well water into the boiling iron bucket several times.
Seeing that it was almost time, she extinguished the firewood under the big iron barrel, closed the door of the inner room, took off her clothes, and jumped into the iron barrel.

"Ouch!"

The servant jumped out of the iron bucket, put on a veil, and ran to the yard to fetch a few buckets of cold well water.
After pouring it back into the bucket, she stepped onto the stove again and climbed up the small ladder next to the iron bucket.

With one foot on the ladder, he put the other foot on tiptoe and tentatively placed it in the bucket.

She jumped on the ground, hugged her red little feet, and jumped on the spot.

"Hot, hot, hot, hot!"

The boy leaned against the wooden wall, exhausted:

"Why is it so troublesome to take a hot bath? You black-hearted boss, bah!"

She was indignant. The boss had no conscience. He bought such a big yard and gave her a kitchen that didn't even have a stove to cook in.

It’s fine if you live in the kitchen, but you can also use an iron bucket as a bathtub!
It’s bad enough that it’s just an iron bucket, but there’s no water supply!

Ah ah ah ah ah!
The servant was so angry that his teeth ached and he was a little mad. He ran out of the inner room angrily, tied the wooden barrel with a rope, and threw it into the well, as if he was venting his anger.

'Boom! '

The crisp sound of collision came from the bottom of the deep well.

Hey?
This old well is finally dry?

The servant was cheered up and decided to ask the black-hearted boss to install the water pipes tomorrow!

She lay down beside the well, and put her little head in to look.

I saw a ragged, wet-haired humanoid creature, looking terrifying in the dimness of the well, and climbing up little by little by clinging to the slippery moss-covered bricks.
The boy took a deep breath but before he could shout out, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground, fainting.

………………

ten minutes later.

The servant woke up from the bed in a daze, sat up straight, and rubbed his head:

“What a terrible dream.”

She suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned her head in confusion. In the dim moonlight, she saw a person sitting on the bench beside the bed.

The man's face and figure could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were bright and were staring straight at him. He could also hear the dripping sound of water on his body hitting the floor.

Very crisp.

The servant girl took a deep breath and rolled her eyes, only to see the man reaching out and pinching her philtrum hard.

"Wake up, I'm not a ghost!"

The servant was startled and jumped out of the bed. His body under the veil looked particularly delicate in the moonlight.

She covered her mouth tightly, fearing that her scream would anger the criminals and cause her to die heroically on the spot. She cried and whispered:
"Sir, please don't rob me. I'll show you the way. A few houses over, there lives a black-hearted boss. He's so rich!"

The servant opened his hands wide and swore something solemnly. The snow-white skin under his neck was a little dazzling in the reflection of the moonlight.

"You are."

Zhou Mu felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he looked carefully and said hesitantly:

"Are you the boy outside the dark alley?"

No wonder he was so hesitant. The boy who parked the black wooden chariot for him every day in the dark alley had a gray face all day long, wore large clothes that didn't fit him, and looked extremely clumsy.

But what about this girl in front of me?
Although the moonlight is dim, you can still see the breathtaking face and figure clearly.
Yes, thrilling.

A touch of veil, a handful of moonlight, and the hazy whiteness between the moonlit veil reminded Zhou Mu of the golden boy playing the gong and the jade girl singing that he heard under the Bodhi tree.

It's not something that can be described with words like stunning beauty or peerless beauty, it's just the kind of stunning beauty that touches your heart.

"Hey?"

The servant was obviously startled, looked carefully, and spoke hesitantly:
"Master Zhou?"

"Well, it's me."

The servant's eyes widened.

Zhou Mu sat on a small chair, took a deep breath, and could hardly lift his eyelids.
The energy consumed by observing Jade Ding Zhenren's preaching is really too great.

He tried hard and asked tiredly:
"I remember your boss was quite generous. Why did he let you live in the kitchen? What's that?"

Zhou Mu pointed to the large iron pot on the stove:

"Soup?"

"I'll stew your head." The servant retorted subconsciously, then he remembered who the person in front of him was and quickly changed his words:

"No, no, that's my bath tub! My wicked boss didn't provide me with water, so I can only use well water to bathe like this."

Zhou Mu was stunned:
"Then why don't you boil the well water and pour it into the bucket?"

The servant said confidently:

"Trouble!"

Zhou Mu fell silent.

Still sleepy and tired.

He looked for a topic to ask:

"By the way, what's your name?" "To answer Lord Zhou's question, my name is Yang Nianchan, Nian means missing, and Chan means beautiful."

"Oh, it seems your parents have an old friend whose name contains the word 'Chan'."

The servant curled his lips:

"Actually, my father, whom I've never met, has this old friend. I don't like this name. I wasn't born to commemorate anyone. I prefer to call myself Yang Nian. Well, Yang Niannian is also fine. The reduplication sounds cuter."

"Okay Yang Niannian."

Zhou Mu yawned:
"You've never met your father?"

"OK."

Yang Niannian nodded, a little absent-minded:

"I am a posthumous child. My mother said that my father is still alive, but I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it? Isn't it a good thing that your father is alive?" Zhou Mu asked curiously.

The girl shook her head:
"The breeding area is so small. It's not like I haven't looked for him before. If he was really alive, I would have found him long ago."

After a pause, she continued:

"My mother talks crazy and can't be believed. She even said that she was pregnant for 100,000 years before giving birth to me. My father should have been in the belly of some monster a long time ago."

"I'm pretty much the same as you, but not only have I never seen my biological father, I've never seen my mother either."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu yawned again:
"That's the way this world is."

Yang Niannian was not so scared at this time. She huddled in the quilt and put her head on her knees.
"Yeah, this is how the world is. I don't know why those people still give birth to children, suffer after giving birth, and then become food for monsters?"

"If a baby is born, parents can be exempted from signing a life and death agreement for one year. It's normal."

Zhou Mu said calmly:
"If having children didn't come with all sorts of risks, theoretically, if I had children every year, I could at least live to 40 or 50 years old."

Yang Niannian nodded without saying anything, and the two fell into silence again.

for a long time.

She couldn't help but whispered:
"Master Zhou, are you still not leaving? Master Zhou?"

Seeing that the adult didn't respond, the girl moved closer, took a look, and couldn't help rolling her eyes:
"Falling asleep already?"

She has a toothache.

…………

The next morning.

After sleeping for a whole night, Zhou Mu, feeling a little refreshed, opened his eyes.

On the bed.

The bedding covering him had several holes in it, but it was clean.

He sat up straight, waking up the girl who was leaning on the ground not far away.

The girl rubbed her eyes and yawned, with some ash on her face.

"Master Zhou, are you awake?"

"Why did you give your bed to me?" Zhou Mu shook his head which was still a little heavy.

Yang Niannian curled her lips and muttered softly:

"If I really let you sleep on the floor, what if you wake up and get angry? Then I'll be sold to the Fire Hall, and I'll be finished, right?"

Zhou Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"I am not a wicked person."

The girl glanced at Zhou Mu timidly and pursed her lips.

"Okay, I was just too sleepy yesterday, sorry."

Zhou Mu got out of bed and explained what happened yesterday:

"I have been in seclusion in the underground river for a few days, so I appeared in your well. By the way, there has been no major incident in the breeding area during this period, right?"

Yang Niannian nodded and said:

"Yes, something big."

"Hmm?" Zhou Mu wondered, "What happened?"

The girl answered simply:

"Master Yu from Taibai Martial Arts School has defeated dozens of half-demon forces in the breeding area."

"I heard from the black-hearted boss that this even alarmed four managers and caused a big commotion."

Zhou Mu widened his eyes:

"what??"

"Ah!" Yang Niannian nodded affirmatively: "I heard that another master from Taibai Martial Arts School went missing, so Master Yu sent half-demon forces one after another to look for him."

After a pause, she seemed to remember something and her expression became strange:

"Could it be you who is missing?"

Zhou Mu's mouth twitched. He didn't answer, but just said thank you. Then he hurriedly ran out of the small house converted from the kitchen and jumped out of the yard.

(End of this chapter)