The beautiful goddess is my maid

The eastern region of Hunling Continent.

The Luochuan Mountains are composed of hundreds of thousands of mountains with undulating peaks and majestic peaks.

There is a small village, Kuqiao Village, on the northwest edge of the mountain range.

There are dozens of families living in Kuqiao Village, scattered in several flat areas at the foot of the mountain. They live off the mountain and mainly make a living by hunting and chopping wood.

"Hey, you finally lost your patience." A teenage boy who had been lying in the grass waiting motionlessly for nearly a day, had a gleam of excitement in his clear eyes.

The boy was also from Kuqiao Village. He had a mother who depended on him for everything. He usually grew vegetables in front of and behind the house. Occasionally, he would help neighbors wash clothes and do odd jobs to supplement the family income. His life was very hard.

More than three months ago, the boy's father went into the mountains to hunt and never came back.

The village chief led more than a dozen young men in the village into the mountains to look for him, but they found no trace after three days and three nights.

Under a thick cypress tree, the boy found the jujube wood bow that his father used all the time for hunting. This bow was passed down from generation to generation by his ancestors and now has become his hunting weapon.

The moment the boy's father disappeared was also the moment he came into this world, and only he himself knew where he came from.

In his previous life, he was not rich, but he had a house, a car, a wife and children, so he was considered happy. But after staying up all night and falling into a coma, he opened his eyes and came to this strange world.

He was reborn but did not inherit the memories of his former self, so he had to slowly integrate into this new world. The gap between his actual age and his mental age was too huge, and it felt really awkward, so he had no choice but to pretend to be younger.

Due to his young age, poor hunting skills, and the many dangers in the mountains, he had no choice but to hunt with the hunters in the village to make a living.

Today was his first time hunting alone.

The bow had become smooth and translucent due to long-term use. A young man was seen holding up a reddish-brown bow, and the bowstring made of cow tendon was pulled extremely perfectly.

He knew that he only had one chance and he had to hit the target.

There was a wave of light in the gaps between the dense and slender leaves and grass. With a whoosh, an iron-headed arrow shot rapidly towards a spotted deer not far away, which was drinking water by the stream and being alert to the surroundings.

Spotted deer are very common prey on the outer edge of the Luochuan Mountains, but this is the first time I have seen a pure white one.

Because this prey is alert and agile, it is difficult to hunt, and there are only a few people in the village who can hunt a spotted deer.

The two small ears of the spotted deer moved as if it heard something. It subconsciously stepped on the stones by the river with its hooves, bounced its body, and actually dodged the arrow.

With a "ding-dong" sound, the iron-headed arrow hit the stone next to the spotted deer, creating sparks.

"Fuck, you little bastard, quite cunning." The young man spat and cursed angrily.

A snow-white figure jumped and quickly disappeared from the boy's sight.

The young man was not willing to give up. He had waited so long for the prey and would not let the meat fly away.

The young man grabbed the bow and quickly chased after him. His straw sandals stepped on the dead branches in the forest, making a "crunch, crunch" sound.

Between the mountains and forests, a streak of white was running and jumping in front, and a dark shadow was chasing quickly behind it.

The spotted deer was not small in size, but was extremely agile and almost escaped from the boy's sight several times.

The man and the deer chased each other for more than an hour and came to a cliff. The boy saw the spotted deer with nowhere to escape in front of him, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ha, you've fallen into this trap yourself, you can't blame me."

The spotted deer turned its little head and looked at the young man not far away with its eyes rolling. It called "Mimi" twice, jumped up and jumped onto the edge of the cliff. With the help of the edges of the stone wall, it kept jumping up.

The young man was stunned when he saw this scene, "Fuck, it can actually be operated like this."

At this time, the young man looked around, facing the cliffs that towered into the sky. Behind him was the dark forest. It was so quiet that even if a needle fell, you could hear the sound of it hitting the ground.

This is a place I have never been to before, and I couldn't help but shudder in my heart.

"Never mind, let's go up and take a look."

The young man made up his mind, pushed the bow behind him and carried it on his back, then climbed carefully along the path the deer had taken.

The rock wall was so steep that he almost slipped down several times. If he couldn't hold on, he would have been crushed to pieces.

The high level of concentration was very physically demanding. Sweat soaked through the linen clothes, and the straw sandals on the feet were worn out, exposing the toes. In order to keep the body pressed against the stone wall, the limbs were slowly rubbed to bleed.

He didn't dare look down and could only climb up, perhaps because he was afraid of heights.

The sky gradually darkened. He looked at the endless stone wall and began to feel despair. Was he going to die here?

Thinking of this, the young man spat and cursed, "Damn it, I'll die with my balls facing up. Let's fight."

I don’t know how long it took, but the boy’s limbs could still feel a burning pain at first, but later he lost consciousness.

Just when the boy was about to give up, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves stamping not far above him.

Hearing the sound, the boy was delighted, thinking that the prey was not far above, so he cheered up, gritted his teeth, and climbed up.

Slowly, a dark cave entrance appeared in front of the young man, and the outline of the cave entrance could be vaguely seen in the light of the stars in the sky.

This was a cave entrance that was three or four meters wide and more than two meters high. The young man took off his jujube wood bow and used it in front of him as a defensive weapon.

He pulled out the torch he was carrying, took out the flint, lit the torch, and the golden light instantly illuminated the area more than ten meters ahead.

The cave was very flat, with a few pieces of gravel scattered in the corners and some animal hoof prints on the ground. It seemed to be the hiding place of the spotted deer.

The young man walked in cautiously. After walking about a few dozen meters, he vaguely saw a white ball not far away, curled up, as if looking at him vigilantly.

The torch was right in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see farther or more clearly. He raised the torch higher, and this time he could finally see the entire cave.

This cave is located on a cliff. The innermost part of the cave is a space of more than 100 square meters. In the middle, there is a cone-shaped protrusion, like a natural altar. There is nothing else in the whole cave except this altar-like thing.

The young man bent over and drew his bow, ready to shoot, only to see the snow-white spotted deer suddenly disappear and reappear before his eyes.

I was shocked. I couldn't see clearly what speed it was.

The snow-white spotted deer walked up to the boy, showing no ill will, and looked at him carefully as he would a human.

At this time, the boy's hand was still oozing blood. The snow-white spotted deer hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached and licked the blood on the boy's hand with its wet and hot tongue. Suddenly, two golden rays of light shot out of its eyes, and four and a half pairs of golden wings appeared on its body, fluttering behind it.

Just as the young man was about to retreat to defend himself, the snow-white figure turned around and quickly rushed towards the conical altar.

"puff"

A ball of dazzling golden light shot out from the cave entrance, illuminating for tens of thousands of miles.

In the eastern part of the continent where spiritual energy flourished, an old man with only half of his face left sneered, "You finally lost your patience. I knew you had a trick up your sleeve."

When everything returned to normal, the snow-white color had long disappeared.

However, above the cone-shaped altar was suspended a stone emitting nine-color light.

The young man was stunned by the scene before him.

The nine-colored stone had a kind of magical power that seemed to give him a very kind and familiar feeling, and he couldn't help but slowly move closer to it.

He knew that this glowing thing was a valuable treasure. If he sold it, he wouldn't have to worry about the rest of his life, so why would he bother hunting?

Every step I take is very nervous, not knowing what danger may come. Generally, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

When he climbed up the altar and touched the nine-colored stone, and was about to put it into his backpack, the nine-colored stone suddenly disappeared.

The boy was stunned. What was this thing? How could it disappear?

He was looking around, when suddenly a mysterious and beautiful female voice came to his mind: "Young man, stop looking, I am in your heart."

ps: Why is it the heart, not the mind? Because you are in my heart. I will try my best to write it beautifully. Everyone is welcome to like, collect, recommend and comment.