Fortune Chapter 1180

Leaving the forest where he cultivated, Ye Han strolled alone among the mountains, looking at the landscape, communicating with the animals, feeling the sunlight, he was like a lonely walker, walking alone by himself between heaven and earth, sensing heaven and earth, man and nature.

This day, Ye Han stopped by a stream, made a bamboo raft and drifted down the stream, now he was an ordinary man, not using any of his own power, sleeping when he was sleepy and eating when he was hungry.

Gradually, the raft went far away, and under the sunlight, the sparkling water, the raft and the youth, and heaven and earth seemed to merge together, forming a beautiful picture.

This going, Ye Han did not know where the end was, he had no goal, he followed his heart, and wherever he went, that was where he stayed at home.

Ye Han embarked on the path of sensory cultivation, the Great Way alone!

Gradually, time pa*sed, and in the blink of an eye, January pa*sed.

Here, a small village in the Golden Triangle, the village was inhabited by simple villagers. After Kunsang became the general of the Golden Triangle, everything here was very different from before, the original inhabitants who lived here, they no longer had to worry about war coming, they didn’t have to worry about their houses being blown up one day while they were sleeping, and they didn’t have to worry about some warlord coming to capture their underage children to be used as cannon fodder.

Ye Han, who had been in this village for five days, meditated with his eyes closed under a dead tree at the head of the village every day, even when the children played around him.

He has reached a state where his mind is not moving, his heart is not in turmoil, and everything is empty!

However, the fact that he had not freshened up for a long month, let alone changed his clothes, made Ye Han’s appearance look like that of a stricken beggar, and the villagers in this village all took him for a wandering beggar, homeless.

So, during these five days, Ye Han basically just dabbled in the food of a hundred families, each family would basically take turns to bring him some food, having endured the war, they understood the feeling of being homeless.

Although it was a coarse meal, it made Ye Han feel a different kind of human heart.

Under the dead tree, Ye Han looked at the group of children playing in front of him, and he did not say anything, he just smiled and looked at them, in their bodies, he could feel an innocent and naive heart, that was a pure force.

In fact, Ye Han had been in this village for five days, and he had never spoken, perceiving everything here from a spectator’s point of view, the kind of perception that brought him closer to the nature of heaven and earth, and comprehending the hundred states of life.

This situation has also made the villagers here treat him as a beggar who cannot speak.

At this moment, a young girl of eighteen or nineteen arrived with a bowl, chased by a group of children, which had several steaming sweet potatoes inside.

“Uncle Mute, there are no more noodles today, so you can make do with a meal.” The young lady squatted down and placed the bowl of sweet potatoes in front of Ye Han, who at the moment, with a mouth full of scruff, did look very much like an uncle-level person in appearance.

Ye Han smiled and nodded, not minding his dirty hands, took out a sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it all in two or three times. While eating the sweet potato, Ye Han looked at the young girl in front of him, with a clear appearance and a pure nature, a rare and good girl.

Being looked at by Ye Han in this way, the young girl looked a little embarra*sed, blushed and said; “Mute uncle, why are you looking at me like that?”

After saying that, the young girl herself continued; “I forgot that you can’t talk, Uncle Mute, you should eat quickly, after eating I have to go to work, later I will go to see if there are still potatoes in the field, if there are, I will make potatoes for you tonight, it is much better than this sweet potato.”

“Who said I can’t talk.” Ye Han put the last sweet potato into his mouth as he looked at the young girl with a faint smile.

Suddenly hearing Ye Han speak, the young girl was startled and looked at Ye Han with wide eyes; “Mute Uncle, you …… are not mute?”

“Of course I’m not.” Ye Han looked at the young girl and smiled; “You’ve been giving me the most food these past few days, I want to know why that is?”

Upon hearing this, the young girl came back from her shock, her face had a touch of sadness on it as she said; “Because when I see you, it reminds me of my father, who died in battle two years ago.”

The young girl’s words caused Ye Han to sweat in his heart, remembering her father, was he that old?

“Sorry for stirring up your sadness.” Ye Han stroked the young girl’s head and said gently; “Can you tell me what your name is?”

The young girl huffed and said; “My name is Zaya, uncle, what is your name?”

“My name is Ye Han.” Ye Han smiled at the young girl and said; “Zaya, do you want to have a better life with your mother?”

Zaya shook her head and said; “I’m already content with my life now, and with my brother being a soldier under General Kunsang and bringing money back every month, our life is already much better than before.”

“If we were to say that you were to sit as the Queen of the Golden Triangle, wouldn’t you want to?” Ye Han smiled slightly, causing Zaya to freeze, queen, that was something only the future general’s wife could call herself like that.

As Zaya was shocked, Ye Han took out the Dragon Scale Dagger in front of her like a trick and said; “Zaya, take this dagger to your brother and ask him to take you to Kunsang, say that Ye Han told you to go, whether you can sit as the queen in the future depends on whether you dare to act.”

Amidst Zaya’s dumbfoundedness, Ye Han had disappeared after placing the Dragon Scale Dagger in her hand.

This young girl was good, while Kunsang was still a bachelor, and with this move, Ye Han was able to make Zaya really become the Queen of the Golden Triangle and Kunsang’s sage in the future.

Leaving the village, Ye Han continued to walk alone, walking between heaven and earth, sensing the true meaning of all things in heaven and earth and people.

And in a flash, three months had quickly pa*sed, and in full count, four months had pa*sed since Ye Han had gone into seclusion. During this time, Ye Han had walked almost anywhere in the Golden Triangle, he had slept in caves, drank rain and dew, chased the blazing sun, felt the fierce winds, and met the torrential rains ……

In these few short months, Ye Han has tried almost everything that being an ordinary person can do with his bare feet.

And on this day, Ye Han arrived on top of a mountain, he stood against the rising dawn, and this battle, from the time the dawn rose from the east and set in the west, for the whole day, Ye Han did not move a muscle.

Buzz!

At this moment, when the last light of the setting sun fell on Ye Han’s body, a unique aura spread out from his body, an aura that did not appear to be very strong, but gave off a benevolent heart that encompa*sed all things!

Within the sea of consciousness, the three pure white lotus flowers slowly fused together, forming a golden lotus that shone brightly!