A certain village.
This is where mortals live.
Above a vast sea surface, the ocean breeze gently blowing, a figure lay there, covered in seaweed, letting the waves crash against their body.
Wave after wave.
No one could tell whether this person was already dead.
Suddenly!
The figure moved, slowly rising from the sand, but when taking a step forward, they suddenly fell, then stood again, and slowly walked toward the distance.
In the village, smoke gently rose from chimneys on rooftops, each household exuding peace and quiet.
At the village entrance, a group of children surrounded a strange figure.
“The seaweed monster…”
“Quick, attack the seaweed monster; he’s coming toward us.”
A group of children waved branches in their hands, as thick as a thumb.
With a crackling sound.
When those branches touched the figure, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and instantly snapped.
Seeing this, the children burst into tears and ran toward the village, eager to tell the adults that someone was bullying them.
The villagers rushed to the entrance and saw the strange figure, each one stunned. They didn’t know who this was, but they all felt something was off.
“Who are you? This is just an ordinary village…” a brave middle-aged man tightly gripped his tool and nervously asked.
No response.
But everyone felt that this person seemed dangerous, and they dared not provoke them.
They knew there were immortals in this world; they had even seen immortals flying overhead before, but they did not dare to consider this figure as one.
Plop!
The villagers noticed the figure suddenly sway and collapse to the ground, as if dead.
For a long time!
The villagers stood there motionless, as if waiting for something.
They didn’t know who this person was, and they were all afraid.
At this moment, an elderly man with a cane approached, looking at the seaweed-covered figure on the ground, slightly deep in thought.
The villagers around waited as well, seemingly anticipating the elder’s words.
“Carry him into the village,” the elder said in a hoarse voice.
The young men in the village nodded, then cautiously approached and lifted the strange figure into the village.
Inside a house!
The villagers gathered outside, some standing on tiptoe, some sneaking inside, eager to see who or what this strange person was.
Why had he stood at the village entrance for so long, only to suddenly collapse?
When the village healer saw the condition of this mysterious person, the gathered villagers all gasped in horror.
So terrifying!
Some children were even frightened into crying.
Right across the chest was a wound that pierced straight through, even revealing the beating heart inside, yet strangely, not a drop of blood flowed.
“Who exactly is he? How can he still be alive with such a severe injury?” the healer exclaimed in shock. Not only was his chest pierced, but other parts of his body were also damaged—extremely severely. If it were any of them, they would probably already be dead.
The village chief looked at the people gathered outside, “Let the children leave first.”
When the elder spoke, the strong men in the village dared not disobey, and soon led the children away.
“Do your best,” the elder said to the healer.
The elderly healer nodded. He had never seen such injuries before, and even if he had, no one had survived in such a condition. This person still had a heartbeat and breath.
The crowd dispersed!
The healer brewed herbal medicine and began treating the mysterious figure.
The village elders were not without concern—could this person be a bad man? But looking at his face, he was very young and didn’t seem evil. Also, their hearts were kind, so they couldn’t bear to let him die. Therefore, they could only do their best.
A few days later.
The healer visited three times a day to check on the young man’s condition. He marveled at the youth’s strong vitality. The herbal medicine applied to his body quickly dried up in no time.
At the same time, when villagers fed him porridge, they could see the porridge instantly dissolve once it entered his body.
It was truly miraculous.
The villagers kept discussing this mysterious person. His recent arrival had stirred great curiosity among the villagers, and even while working in the fields, they continued to talk about him.
Another few days passed.
On a path in the fields.
A young man stood there like a soulless fool, watching people work in the fields.
“Seaweed…”
Children running on the muddy ground surrounded the young man, joyfully shouting.
This was the young man’s name. The villagers didn’t know who he was or what his name was, so they finally just called him Seaweed.
Because when the villagers first saw him, he was covered in seaweed.
The strong men in the village had initially been very afraid of the young man, but later discovered that he seemed unable to speak, and his reactions to anything were very slow. Even when called, he would only slowly turn his head to glance.
And his gaze was lifeless, as if his soul had vanished.
Moreover, the hole in his chest still remained clearly visible, occasionally emitting some black mist, which was very terrifying.
“Seaweed, why can’t you talk?” a little girl wearing pink clothes with two pigtails curiously looked up at Seaweed with a puzzled expression.
“Seaweed can’t talk; he only knows how to sleep,” another child replied.
…
Another few days passed.
The villagers had already grown accustomed to this young man, but still found him very strange. The young man often stood in the courtyard, gazing into the void for an entire night without showing the slightest sign of tiredness.
He wouldn’t even eat unless someone brought food directly to his mouth, then he would open it.
One day.
The village was holding a ceremony.
Due to a drought, the plants in the fields were nearly withering. Although they could seek water from elsewhere, it was many miles away, very far indeed. Moreover, the journey was full of dangers, making it very difficult for the villagers.
Near the village, the people knelt on the ground, praying before a clay statue.
“May the weather be favorable.”
“Rain…”
“Rain…”
The young man stood there, watching everything before him. A faint glimmer flickered in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
His lips, which had never moved before, gently trembled, as if echoing the villagers’ voices.
“Rain…”
As his lips parted, a sudden gust of wind swept through the sky. The previously scorching sun was suddenly covered by a mass of dark clouds.
There was no thunder.
Nor any warning signs.
A heavy rain suddenly poured down.
Seeing this, the villagers were all excited.
“It’s raining! It’s raining!”
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