A young man lay quietly in the pothole.

The young man is not too old, only fifteen or sixteen years old. He seems to be a little younger than Song San now, but his appearance is extremely outstanding, handsome to the extreme, and perfect to the extreme.

He has an exquisite appearance, with no flaws visible on his body, and his skin is as white as jade, every inch of it is like jade. One glance at him can't help but make people's hearts beat, and they feel amazed.

What's more important is that the aura on his body is like a nine-day immortal falling to the mortal world. He is aloof and yet approachable, making people feel a sense of closeness involuntarily.

Even if he is in the wild and reduced to such a situation, his grace cannot be concealed.

Song San stood there, stunned for a long time.

Since he was a child, although he has an extraordinary mind, but seriously speaking, the people he sees in daily life are actually very limited. The most beautiful person he has ever seen is just a young lady from the Song family.

It’s just that people are afraid of comparison.

Compared with the person in front of me, the Miss Song family was immediately compared to her. She was not a person of the same level at all.

The person in front of him looked like a high-ranking immortal who had come to this world, but Miss Song was just a mortal after all, and there was no comparison at all.

"Who is this person? Why are you here?"

This thought flashed through Song San's mind and he fell into thinking.

Even if you are amazed by the charm of the person in front of you, you still have basic judgments.

A person with such an elegant demeanor cannot be an ordinary person, or even if he is, it can be said that he is not based on his face.

The clothes the other party wore were also very luxurious and unusual.

Such people should live in deep palaces and enjoy honors. Why are they here?

Song San had various thoughts in his mind, thinking quickly in his mind.

But in the end, he reached out and rescued the man.

No matter what, this person's identity is unusual, and rescuing him may be risky, but it may also lead to unusually generous rewards.

And given Song San's situation, if he doesn't seize this opportunity, when will he be able to truly turn around?

So after much thought, he decided to step forward and rescue him.

On the way home, he was cautious all the way, for fear of being seen by others.

Fortunately, everyone is looking for the so-called fairy fate at this moment. In addition, there was a heavy rain just now and many people took shelter everywhere. There were not many people left in the outside world.

Song San took a small road all the way back without encountering any accidents.

Taking the mysterious boy back, Song San was about to change him into a pair of clean clothes, but was suddenly stunned.

In just a short period of time, all the original stains on the boy in front of him disappeared, and even the previous traces of soil disappeared completely, as if they did not exist at all.

His heart was awe-inspiring, and he had realized something at this time.

In order to verify his suspicion, he thought for a while and took out a small knife from the corner of the room.

The knife is made of iron and looks very old, with some rust on it, but it still has many uses.

Song San took the knife in his hand, took a deep breath, and lightly slashed the boy's wrist.

The cold blade crossed the young man's wrist, leaving only a shallow scratch and nothing else.

Next, Song San continued to exert force.

A strange scene happened.

No matter how hard Song San tried, the young man's body remained motionless. Not to mention injured, even the skin was not broken at all.

He was like an invulnerable god. No matter how hard Song San tried, he could not hurt him at all. Instead, he was exhausted to the point of being exhausted.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the young man's jade-white wrists, which were as supple as before, Song San wondered if this was already stronger than armor.

He had exhausted all his strength by feeding, but he still couldn't move an inch, let alone bleed, or even break the skin.

This kind of abnormality is enough to explain something.

"Fairy Fate"

Song San's eyes lit up, and he finally confirmed his guess.

This young man is no ordinary person, and his origins are extraordinary.

Maybe it has something to do with the previous vision?

"It may be dangerous, but for me, there is no better choice."

Song San looked at the young man's appearance and thought to himself.

He actually knew the danger of this matter.

Having a fairy fate does not mean it is a good thing, especially in this situation.

If the other party is a bad person and repays kindness with hatred after he wakes up, then he, as a mortal, may not be lucky enough.

But there is no way.

He has a low status and is in a difficult situation. If he doesn't seize the opportunity to give it a try, when will he be able to get rid of the predicament at hand?

For mortals like him, life-changing opportunities are rarely encountered many times in a lifetime. Now that he has encountered one, he must not let it go.

Moreover

Song San looked at the young man's appearance, looking at the appearance that looked like a god coming to the world, and the unique temperament that came from his heart and made people unconsciously feel close to him. He couldn't help but feel a little sure in his heart.

Although it is a bit superficial to judge people by their appearance, the immortal in front of him does not look like a villain.

Maybe, a good person?

From this day on, Song San began to explain things in a simple and profound way.

After leaving on weekdays, he would lock his door and not let anyone in. Even if he left, he would not go too far for fear of being discovered by others.

Of course, he didn't do it too obviously, otherwise there would be no three hundred taels of silver here.

He was thoughtful and the arrangements he made were pretty good. At least for the time being, not many people noticed anything unusual about him. At most, they just felt that Song San had been a little lazy recently and had to go home to rest at every turn.

Time passes slowly without any will.

To Song San's dismay, half a month had passed, and the immortal on the bed still showed no sign of waking up.

Usually there is no reaction at all.

This can't help but make people feel a little discouraged.

The only good thing is that this immortal seems to be sleeping like a living person, but he doesn't need to drink water or eat, and he can maintain his previous appearance, so Song San doesn't need to worry about anything.

If not, given Song San's conditions, if his family opened his mouth any more, he would probably be impoverished.

“It’s been half a month”

The hazy night shrouded the surrounding world, making the whole world look deep and invisible.

As usual, after Song San finished watching the immortal, he walked out of the house and came outside.

Today is a special day. Villagers from all around have gathered to worship the local mountain gods and pray for a good harvest in the coming year.

For the monotonous mountain people, this day is a rare and lively day.

The sound of drums passed by, vibrating continuously, and some figures were moving around, doing various dances.

Song San looked sleepy, but those around him looked excited.

I don’t know what’s so good about it.

This was what he was thinking in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

It’s a rare lively day, so there’s no need to say anything to dampen the mood.

On a small stage simply set up with wood, a woman in red came on and danced.

The gentle breeze blows up, blowing up her sleeves, revealing her beautiful figure, which is very beautiful to look at.

The eyes of many people below began to heat up, and even Song San's attention was diverted and he stared at the past.

However, his focus is different from others.
Chapter completed!