Attunement into fine rules

Wei Yuan looked down at Lichen kneeling under his knees, and gradually stopped stroking with his fingers.

Her family obviously didn't treat her well, otherwise, she wouldn't be sick and wearing only single clothes and straw sandals, and come to this deep mountain and dense forest to fend for herself in winter.

Just go back here?

After a winter of recuperation, his vocal organs have almost recovered now, and he can speak sentences slowly, without struggling to jump out word by word like before, so he said, "Have you thought about it?"

The sound is like a clear chime falling in the spring breeze.

Lichen raised her head to look at Wei Yuan, and looked at the pair of deep black eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world of mortals.

He only asked five words, but everything about him seemed to be invisible in front of him.

She lowered her head and sniffed, her eyes flushed and she whispered, "Think about it."

"The believer's wife still has a baby at home, so she can't leave it behind."

"Well, then pack up your things and go." Wei Yuan nodded calmly, "Let him see you off."

Everyone has their own concerns and can't let go, and has their own path to walk, and he will not force it to stay.

After all, she was just passing by here.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, after all, when she came here, she only had a rags, a pair of straw sandals and a wooden stick.

The next day, the old gray wolf packed her the tiger skin that had been covered all winter, as well as some dried fruit and meat, put on a wide bamboo hat to cover her head and face, and sent her off.

After dinner after returning, Wei Yuan saw the old gray wolf sitting on the floor in a daze, seeming a little depressed, so he asked, "Why, you don't want her to go?"

This winter, the old gray wolf and the lichen got along very well.

In addition to language, Lichen also taught Old Gray Wolf many things, for example, she taught him to weave the bamboo hat.

When spring came, he would often pick flowers and bring them to her when he went out to make her happy.

The old gray wolf nodded first, then shook his head: "She wants to go on her own. Since she is willing, I have nothing to be reluctant about."

Wei Yuan didn't believe it: "Let it go like this? I think you get on well with her."

Looking at the way the two get along with each other, he even felt that the old gray wolf was in love with her.

"I treat her well because the Lord wants her to be happy." The old gray wolf replied.

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, then heard the old gray wolf say again: "My lord, I have been thinking all this time, what am I?"

"I am neither a wolf nor a human being. There is no one of my kind in this world. Where did I come from, what am I living for, and where will I belong in the future?"

Wei Yuan thought to himself, what an old gray wolf, he didn't expect to know how to think about philosophical issues——

Who am I, where do I come from, the meaning of life, and where am I going.

Simply an age-old problem.

"My lord, please give me a name." The old gray wolf looked at Wei Yuan, the fire in the fireplace danced in his green pupils.

Wei Yuan looked at him, his heart was like a mirror in a frozen lake.

The old gray wolf is not just asking for a name from him, but asking for the meaning of life and where he belongs.

"Since that's the case, you can take my surname Wei." Wei Yuan thought for a while, and felt that it was really necessary, "The name is Lang."

Lang, which sounds the same as "wolf", is a kind of beautiful jade, and also a metaphor for its origin.

He dipped his index finger in the tea, and wrote the traditional characters of these two characters on the bluestone table for Old Gray Wolf to recognize.

"Wei Lang, Wei Lang..." The old gray wolf repeated his name over a dozen times, with a look of great joy on his hairy face, "I have a name, and my name is Wei Lang."

"And in the future, you will have the same kind." Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the old gray wolf, comforting him.

Philosophy is a lonely subject, and the old gray wolf must be feeling lonely when he asks such a question.

If he was still a wolf with an undeveloped mind, this kind of problem would not have arisen, so in the final analysis Wei Yuan felt that he was responsible.

"By the way, how is the wheelchair doing?" Wei Yuan calmed him down and changed the subject.

"It's basically finished." The newly-baked Wei Lang replied with green eyes, "It's just that there is no shock-absorbing material for the wheels that the lord said. If the road condition is not good, it will inevitably bump. .”

The mountains and forests were cold in winter, and Wei Yuan and the three of them spent most of their time in the wooden house with nothing to do. Wei Lang dug up two half-rotten wooden wheels while wandering outside.

This wooden house was once inhabited, and of course there will be some tools used by humans left nearby.

Wei Lang got these two wheels, and after asking about the purpose of the lichen, he became very interested in its structure, so he tapped and tapped for nothing, and spent a few days repairing the two wheels.

Wei Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he mentioned the structure of the wheelchair to Wei Lang.

Therefore, Wei Lang tried to make a wheelchair throughout the winter, during which time it fell apart and failed many times.

Fortunately, there are logs everywhere in this mountain, which is enough for him to try and make mistakes again and again.

Wei Yuan nodded, and said, "In this case, let's go down the mountain after a while and go to some places where there are people."

From Lichen, Wei Yuan learned that there was a town nearby.

As for how long it will take, it's because before he transformed Wei Lang, he considered it functionally.

For example, in the cold winter, he made Wei Lang's fur thicker and thicker to resist the cold.

The five senses of the wolf are more sensitive than humans, and he has also preserved the sense of smell, hearing and vision, so Wei Lang still has hairy vertical ears and sharp nails on his ten fingers.

But Wei Lang already knew how to think about philosophical issues, so he decided to go down the mountain to meet people, and he had to make a good appearance for him.

……

Half a month later, a strong man nearly two meters tall carried a wheelchair on his shoulders and carried a large bulging package. He walked quickly through the mountains and forests without blushing or panting.

Wei Yuan sat on the wheelchair as stable as Mount Tai.

In the long history of ancient and modern China and foreign countries, there have been many legends of Hercules, and they are not false.

These people are mainly genetically strong muscle elastic fibers, so they are born several times stronger than ordinary people.

This man was exactly Wei Lang who had been remodeled by Wei Yuan in the past half month. He was wearing a leopard skin jacket that was easy to move around, and his long gray hair was tied into a ponytail on top of his head.

I saw that he was no longer the image of half a month ago with protruding lips, pricked ears and hair all over his face. His facial features were deep and sharp, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were long and narrow, his nose was straight and his lips were thin.

It is a handsome man with extraordinary appearance and rare in the world.

It's just that Wei Yuan was not willing to completely change the structure of Wei Lang's eyesight, and retained some functions, so when his eyes were facing the light, he could still see dark green.

After walking for about an hour, the trees in front of me became more and more scattered, and the market town at the foot of the mountain was clearly visible.

When he got close to the entrance of the market town and saw that the road was relatively flat, Wei Lang cautiously put down Wei Yuan from his shoulders as if he were handling a piece of precious and fragile porcelain, and pushed him into the town.

Wei Yuan sat on a wheelchair padded with three layers of bearskin, and Wei Lang pushed him behind him, the wooden wheels creaked as they ran over the road paved with bluestone slabs.

Although the bustle of ancient market towns is not comparable to that of modern big cities, it is really unique to see the blue bricks and black tiles like ink paintings, the wine streamers fluttering in the wind, the men, women, old and children coming and going, and the melodious peddlers carrying burdens.

Wherever Wei Yuan and Wei Lang passed by, everyone was looking at them.

In addition to the strange wheeled car, it is also because the hue is too good.

Wei Yuan's face is like ice and snow, which is probably due to the fairy bone on his body. As time goes by, his appearance and temperament are getting closer and closer to the life when he was a fairy.

And Wei Lang's appearance and figure are genetically optimal, and every inch can withstand the most critical aesthetics of the world.

Wei Yuan's modification of Lichen's appearance was just incidental, while Wei Lang was the result of his careful design for half a month.

When Wei Yuan found an open space and asked Wei Lang to put down the big package on his back and unfold it, revealing the fur wrapped in dried fruits and dried meat, before they had time to yell, a large crowd of onlookers had already gathered in front of them.

Most of the people here are simple and honest, and if they are embarrassed, they will come forward and ask: "Your dried meat... how do you sell it?"

Due to the limitation of materials at hand, what Wei Yuan and the others produced were different from those on the market.The dried fruit is not wrapped in paper, but with branches, and the bunches are tied with vines like small coral particles. It can be seen that the wild fruit is purely dried in the sun without any treatment, and there is no sugar added.

Most of the berries are sour, can they be delicious?

The fur is not bad, one by one is neat, bright and dense.But it is used by the rich and noble, and ordinary people seldom buy it.

Only jerky looks acceptable, so ask about the price.

Because Wei Yuan knew the price of the nearby goods because he had asked Lichen, he smiled slightly and said, "Nine yuan is one piece."

Nowadays, pork costs nine copper coins a catty, but each piece of his dried meat is more than a catty, and it has been smoked with seasoning, so the price should be said to be very affordable.

Hearing this, the man readily counted out nine coins from his pocket, handed them over and said, "Give me one piece."

The things are cheap and affordable, and they are also beautiful. Dozens of pieces of jerky were sold out quickly and exchanged for heavy copper coins.

Seeing that no one wanted the dried fruit, Wei Lang cleverly opened a handful, and greeted the onlookers: "A piece of dried fruit costs four coins, everyone can taste it before buying."

Since it is a free tasting, even people who usually care about money can't help but go up to grab a piece of dried fruit and put it in their mouths.

After a taste, hey, this taste is absolutely amazing.

It is not as sour as imagined at all, sweet but not greasy, and there is a faint rose fragrance lingering on the root of the tongue after swallowing.

Most of the dried fruits in the shop cost three to five cents a pack, and the quantity of this one is no less than one pack in the shop, and the taste is even more wonderful than I have ever tasted before.

It's worth it.

As a result, the bundles of dried fruits were quickly sold out.

Wei Yuan also noticed the remaining few furs, it was difficult to find the target for sale on the street.

Seeing that it was still early, he said to Wei Lang, "Pack up your things, let's go to the wine shop and have something to eat."

Now that he decided to let Wei Lang contact and integrate into the human world, Wei Yuan also changed his digestive enzymes and tooth shape from herbivorous to omnivorous, and now he can eat both vegetables and meat.

Naturally, Wei Lang was omniscient in responding to Wei Yuan's words, and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he packed the furs here, he saw seven or eight young and strong men with whistle sticks in their hands, swords at their waists, chests and backs swaggering over, shouting to the people surrounding Wei Yuan and the two of them: "Let's go!" Open! Get out of the way!"

The common people didn't seem to dare to provoke this group of people, and one by one took the things they bought and dispersed quietly, hiding far away.

"I haven't seen you before, outsiders." Although the man in the lead is half a head shorter than Wei Lang, he looks sturdy and burly, with a blue-striped tiger head on his chest, and said to Wei Yuan and the other with a grin. "According to the rules, those who set up a stall here must hand over half of the money they earn to the brothers."

After speaking, he stretched out a palm as big as a cattail fan to Wei Yuan: "Bring the money."