《Wizard in Wuxia》 A new not so good beginning
The night was shrouded in an eerie stillness, broken only by the occasional rustling of leaves and the distant howling of a solitary wolf. Moonlight filtered through the dense canopy of trees, casting shadows upon the overgrown path leading to the forgotten temple. Kai had no recollection of how he had arrived here. His last memories were of his university dorm room, the weight of textbooks, and the boring long lectures. Now, he found himself sprawled on the cold, hard ground, the sensation of rough stones pressing into his body. He tried to move, but his limbs refused to obey. Panic clawed at the edges of his consciousness as he realized that something was terribly wrong. Every attempt to rise resulted in agonizing pain, as if his body were nail unto the ground Slowly, with trembling hands, he surveyed his surroundings. The temple loomed before him, its architecture ornate yet faded with age. It was a place of worship and meditation, now abandoned and left to the ravages of time. Crumbling stone pillars and creeping vines bore witness to its long-forgotten history. Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Kai''s gaze fell upon his own body, and his heart sank. He was not himself. His limbs, once strong and agile, were now withered and frail, the skin stretched taut over brittle bones. He was dressed in rags, his clothing filthy and torn, and his hands were gnarled like the roots of the ancient trees that surrounded him. Fear and confusion washed over him, but there was no one to offer solace or explanation. The temple grounds were deserted, and the world beyond seemed equally desolate. Kai was utterly alone, a stranger in a place that defied all reason. As he lay there, vulnerable and disoriented, Kai knew that he faced an uncertain and perilous journey. He was no longer the university student he once was, but a crippled beggar inside of an abandoned temple devoid of anyone presence. 1 As I regained consciousness, a throbbing pain coursed through my body, a relentless reminder of my existence. I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy and unresponsive. Panic welled up inside me as I realized I was trapped within this fragile, uncooperative body. My vision, clouded by a disorienting haze, barely allowed me to make out the dim, surroundings. I could see the crumbling stone walls and the faint flicker of candlelight dancing on the temple''s decaying altar. The air was heavy with the scent of dampness and decay. Every effort to speak was met with silence. My vocal cords refused to cooperate, rendering me mute, unable to voice my fear and confusion. It was as if my very voice had abandoned me, leaving me isolated in this desolate place. My senses further betrayed me. Sounds that should have filled the air¡ªthe distant hum of a bustling city, the chirping of birds, or even the sound of my own breath¡ªall were absent. I was deaf, cut off from the auditory world, trapped within a cocoon of eerie stillness. As I lay there, paralyzed and helpless, a profound sense of despair washed over me. I tried to recall my past, to remember the person I had once been, but the memories felt distant, like a dream fading upon waking. Who was I? How had I come to be in this forsaken temple? I attempted to move my fingers, to drag my useless body from the cold, unforgiving ground, but it was futile. My limbs remained unresponsive, my body little more than dead weight. I tried to sleep, but the more he wanted to sleep, the more he couldn''t sleep. The time was so long, and Kai was tortured to despair by the loneliness. "Boom..." A mighty thunderstorm suddenly sounded, startling Kai. Listening to the thunder in this state brought Kai an unprecedented feeling, as if he was in the sky and felt the dance of the thunder. This mysterious feeling penetrated into his heart like lightning, swept away the fear, anxiety, depression and confusion in Kai heart, and calmed his heart. It didn''t take long for the rain to fall. Kai eyelids trembled, and he heard raindrops falling in his ears, and he could hear the raindrops hitting the ground, rocks, flowers and plants. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Time seems to slow down at this moment. Drops of rain smashed into leaves and ground, transmitting the sound making Kai felt rather tired due to his current situation decided to sleep for a moment as he currently could not move at all. After a couple of hour Kai heart shook as he could see a group of people approaching the temple. "Thanks god this mountain temple is still there, if this mountain temple collapses in a couple of year, there will be less place to stay in this Shan Yang Mountain!" said the man in front unfortunately all Kai could hear is merely some barely audible sound come from the man. "Ah, Brother Kong, there is someone here!" Hearing the exclamations nearby, Kai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, him to the hospital. he could finally be saved. Hearing the sound, Zhang Kong hurriedly walked around the statue of the mountain god, and sure enough, he saw a person lying behind him. The man behind the statue of the mountain god kept his eyes closed and motionless, with a unkempt face and ragged clothes. He was in a state neither dead or alive. The young man who first spotted the beggar took a step closer and squatted down and touched his forehead. "Brother Kong this beggar is still alive , but his forehead is so hot, what should I do?" What are you going to do of course call the police or ambulance! ! If it weren''t for the fact that he couldn''t speak now, Kai really wanted to scream to bring him to hospital. He hadn''t noticed that these people were calling him a beggar. Zhang Kong frowned, then said. "In this barren mountains far from city or even village, it seems that this beggar won''t be able to survive for long. I''ll give him some hot water to see if he can drink it, sigh, this shitty world!" "Hey let''s go, and start the fire..." said the young man while the surrounding people shook their heads and sighed, and walked away one after another.'''' Wait! what are you doing? why are you going away? Call the police!'''' The reactions of these people were completely different from what Kai thought, making him both dazed and panicked... The Fucking Soup The rain had been relentless, a ceaseless downpour that seemed to have no end. It drummed on the roof of the mountain temple, creating a melancholic rhythm that filled the air. Inside the temple, a beggar, frail and shivering from the cold, huddled in a corner, seeking shelter from the relentless storm. ''''Xiao Chen put the firewood here near the mountain god statue'''' said Zhang Kong to the young man that check on Kai earlier. ''''Alright Brother Kong'''' said Xiao Chen while arranging the firewood near the temple god statue while other people in the group search for extra wood to make the fire burn longer. Afterward some of the people in the group take out iron pot so that they can cook something to have their fill. After completing the task they all sat in the hall in front of the statue god and start relaxing themselves while finding comfortable position to sit on. The rain outside show no sign of abating, the relentless assault on the world beyond the temple persisting without mercy. It was as though the heavens themselves had opened up, pouring forth their tears upon the earth in an unending deluge. ''''I hope the rain could end sooner so that I can return home earlier this month'''' said Zhang Kong. '''' Ah ,Brother Kong, it seems like only yesterday you were a free spirit, traveling from place to place with no cares in the world. And now, you''re a married man, yearning for the comforts of home. How the tables have turned!'''' said someone from the group. ''''(Grinning) Yes, indeed! Marriage has its way of changing a man. I''ve got a beautiful and lovely wife waiting for me unlike you Old Gou that can seem to have anyone at home, and I can''t wait to see my wives again again'''' said Zhang Kong. ''''Bah you are lucky that Zhilan actually like you and got married a little earlier than me just you wait after we finish this trip I will go to capital and marry a beautiful maiden'''' said Old Gou. ''''If that actually happen the heaven must be falling after all who would marry you not even a ''Yueji'' cause of how ugly you are'''' someone in the group chimed in. "The soup is done!" Xiao Chen said with a smile, and then took out a wooden scoop from the basket, while the others took out their wooden bowls or bamboo tubes. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Xiao Chen then help all of group people by filling theirs wooden or bamboo tube himself. A young man then give Xiao Chen a dried meat to which Xiao Chen nodded and take it to eat as he out the meat inside the soup to increase the taste. When this is happening Kai is seeing it happening it in front of his eye feel a little irritated as he feel that this people seem to not care about at all like at least give me a taste of the soup think Kai. Kai then locked eye with one of the people in the group that actually started eating slowly while looking at him, they really didn''t care about his fate! ''Fuuuuuuck'' as a tear rolled down Kai eye which didn''t come at all as his body is dehydrated. Outside, the night was shrouded in darkness, and the mountain loomed like a silent sentinel. One of them, a seasoned traveler named Song Er , cleared his throat and leaned in closer to the small circle of companions. His voice carried a note of seriousness as he spoke, "You know, it''s strange how rarely people stay the night in these mountains nowadays. There have been rumors... troubling ones." The others, their faces illuminated by the wavering candlelight, leaned in, their expressions a mix of curiosity and unease. It was clear they wanted to hear more. Song Er continued, his voice dropping to a hushed tone, "People have gone missing in these parts, especially those who''ve dared to stay overnight. Locals say it''s the work of spirits, restless ghosts that roam the mountains after dark." A shiver ran through the group as they exchanged uneasy glances. The temple, once a place of refuge, now felt like an island of vulnerability in the eerie landscape. Xiao Chen suddenly spoke up, his voice tinged with skepticism. "Ghosts? Come on, Song , you can''t seriously believe that. There must be some rational explanation." Song Er nodded slowly, acknowledging his doubts. "I understand your skepticism ,Chen, but there have been too many stories, too many eerie occurrences. Strange sounds in the night, flickering lights on the mountain peaks, and those who''ve ventured too far never return." A heavy silence settled over the group as they contemplated the unsettling stories. The temple seemed to creak and groan around them, adding to the eerie atmosphere. Suddenly, a gust of wind rattled the temple''s windows, and the candles flickered ominously. The group exchanged nervous glances, their imaginations running wild in the dark. It was Zhang Kong, the group leader , who finally broke the silence. "Whether it''s ghosts or something else, I say we stick together tonight. We''ll keep a watchful eye, and if anything strange happens, we''ll be prepared." The group agreed, their unease tempered by a newfound sense of solidarity. They gathered their belongings closer, determined to weather the night in the temple, haunted by the stories of the mountain and the mysterious disappearances that had cast a shadow over the once-tranquil landscape. As the night wore on, the temple became their sanctuary against the unknown, as something seemingly moved step by step toward the temple...