【Travel Diary】

May 23, 2029, sunny.

My name is Li Haoran.

This is my first day writing a diary.

But it has been less than half a year since I traveled to this parallel world.

I have a golden finger for granted.

After all, I am a time traveler.

The system helped me build a small Taoist temple on this mountain to accommodate me.

He also gave me a copy of Taoist inner alchemy and palm thunder.

It is said to be a very powerful technique for cultivating immortals.

Then it told me that weirdness is rampant in the parallel world I live in, and human beings are suffering from it. It hopes that after I have a certain strength, I can go down the mountain to eliminate the weirdness, and let the humans in this world practice orthodox Taoism.

My assessment of this is,

Neuropathy.

Whoever wants to go can go, but I won’t go anyway.

I just want to eat and wait to die.

all in all,

After rejecting the system's request, I seemed to be living the life I had dreamed of in my previous life.

There is no heavy workload of starting work at nine o'clock and getting off work at nine o'clock, and there is no two-armed boss dictating things all day long.

I don’t have a two-armed colleague who fishes in troubled waters all day long and likes to leave things to others instead of doing the actual work.

I no longer need to listen to my parents’ nagging of me to get married, and I can live the life I want alone.

Look at the scenery and practice the exercises every day.

You can also sit in a daze.

Living alone is really wonderful.

May 24, 2029, heavy rain.

Today I lay on the roof of the Taoist temple and listened to the rain all day.

I like this feeling as if I am the only one left in the whole world.

Thanks to the inner alchemy provided by the system, I have now reached the perfect Qi refining state, and even being exposed to the rain cannot break my supreme body!

Cool!

On May 25, 2029, it still rained heavily.

I accidentally discovered something today, that is, the effect of practicing palm thunder on a rainy day is super doubled.

Anyway, now that I don’t have the foundation-building skills, I can’t improve my level, so I might as well practice more palm thunder.

On May 28, 2029, the rain stopped, but it did not stop completely.

I was practicing palm thunder today and halfway through the exercise, the rain stopped.

I felt a little unhappy, so I fired a palm thunder into the sky.

It rained again.

Get new skills!

On December 1, 2029, the rain stopped.

Recently, the system has prompted me to go down the mountain to save the world more and more frequently.

But I still ignored it with amazing willpower.

No one can disturb my retirement life. I want to live in this mountain and wait for death for the rest of my life!

December 2, 2029, cloudy.

I really want to eat meat.

Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose...

Forgot about the latter part.

It seems that cultivating immortality cannot improve memory.

On December 5, 2029, it turned cloudy and sunny.

I feel that my retirement life is not good enough, not correct enough, and not perfect enough.

If there is a farmland for growing vegetables, a few pigs, a few chickens, a few sheep...

Hehehehe....

Thinking of this, I slapped myself hard.

I can't let my inner demons grow any longer, otherwise I might be tempted to go down the mountain.

According to the system, the world is full of weirdness. If I accidentally encounter something weird when I go down the mountain, and I solve it smoothly, and people around me pay homage to it, and then become famous, wouldn't I be able to support myself in old age?

The Taoist heart is not firm!

Punish yourself by doing a hundred push-ups!

Only fifty were made.

It's not that I'm tired, but I feel that my Taoist heart is almost stable.

December 6, 2029, sunny.

Last night I dreamed that I was having a big meal in a five-star hotel.

So when the first ray of sunshine fell on my face this morning.

I understand.

I got a wooden sign and wrote down the business I was capable of on it.

[Exorcise evil spirits, eliminate demons, subjugate demons, and grant blessings]

In this way, maybe someone will come to ask for help, and I can save them from the fire and water.

It's never for money.

Not because I want to eat meat.

It’s just that I have a holy mother’s heart to save the world and cherish the world.

December 7, 2029, sunny.

The system said that instead of hanging a sign that no one can see, I should take the initiative to go down the mountain and help the humans in this world.

Isn’t this just a fucking idiot?

How can running around all day be called retirement?

Opinion rejected.

.........

At the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, Datian Village.

"Dad, you died so miserably!"

There was light rain falling in the sky, and a circle of people gathered in the village square.

Looking through the gaps in the crowd, a dark-skinned middle-aged man burst into tears, kneeling in front of the corpse of an old man and crying continuously.

The corpse was wearing a shroud, and its exposed skin was bruised and covered with corpse spots. It looked like it had been dead for a long time.

The strange thing is that everyone around him has an impatient expression on his face.

"Ergen, the rain is going to be heavy. It will be too late if we don't cremate him."

A middle-aged man named Ergen was still immersed in sadness, but an old man in the crowd suddenly spoke out to urge him.

The crying stopped suddenly.

In the past six months, whenever it rains, deafening thunder will always be heard from Qingyuan Mountain, accompanied by a blue halo that suffuses the entire sky.

The villagers said it was the anger of the gods, and even reported the incident to the police in black who specialize in handling strange incidents.

But the other party reprimanded the villagers severely.

There are no immortals or gods in the world, and the so-called Taoist priests are just charlatans.

The villagers said yes, but still did not dare to go out on a rainy day.

Thinking of the roar that seemed to explode in his ears at any time, Ergen's inner fear suddenly overcame his sadness. He took the torch handed to him by the villagers and lit the firewood under his father's body.

The flames rose and black smoke slowly floated into the sky.
To be continued...