Exhausted, Big Ear collapses its body on the ground. The wind was cold.
"Huff…huff"
Big ear catching his breath. He could feel his heartbeat even in the cold air in his body; Every breath was swallowing it.
His heart pumping nonstop but he wants it to stop. He really wants it to stop, can't even bear a second longer. His nose was weak and red, breathing in hard and too fast.
His four limbs feel so loose.
Even moving a finger is a pain. No more will or thought. His eyes closed as the body went to rest.
Unknownly serval hours had passed, and the owl howled as the moon went.
Rubbing his eye, he notices several grasses in his mouth.
"Puff…"
He then coughs, coughing out many things: sticky liquid, soil, and grass. He uses his hand, to wipe the soil and dirt from his shirt
As he stood his body, he felt something in his head, so he slapped it.
"Buzz….zzz," I think it was a buzzy sound but it slowly died out.
Rubbing his head then repeatedly checking his body, looking for injuries while doing some cleaning.
....
Near the chief house, there is a large courtyard: there is a tree with many dead leaves.
There was an old man sleeping in a rocking chair. His hand holding a wooden fan.
"Senor"
The old man snores sleeping
"Grandpa Sam"
".. an…"
Yawning as he opens his eyes. His vision was blurry, rubbing his eyes, the old man looked around, trying to find where the voice was coming from.
A young man with plain clothes walked in toward him.
"Ah, Jun er, why you?..bothering me. Go..go..go find someone else."
Uncle Sam said but his voice seemed very low energy.
He looks very annoyed, feeling not awake.
"Since Uncle Sam said so."
He turned around and was about to walk out.
"Mmmm…What is it?"
Uncle Sam said.
"Cultivator"
"Huh???"
"Cultivator, Big ear saw one."
Uncle said standing up and looking at Juner.
He put his hand on Jun er shoulder and said " Jun er, I say, I noticed you grew taller.. huh!"
Nodding, Jun er pushes his uncle's hand away from his shoulder.
"I don't know much" The uncle sighs as he and Jun er walk together. They had walked out of the courtyard. Left was only a rocking chair but it stopped moving.
...…
On the main road, I saw Big Ear. He walks with his head looking down. Don't know why but he stopped.
"Who the young master talking to?"
Big Ear thought, noticing two familiar figures.
He quickly hides behind a nearby tree, observing them secretly.
I saw a small shop near the main road. Only with one window but with no glass built there; it was built like that for a reason. Inside was Uncle Sam who shuffling in a dusty old box.
"Oh!"
Uncle took out a book. It was dusty and old.
"What smell…?"
"It's my journal. Cough"
Uncle Sam's nose accidentally breathes in some dust as he talks. He waves his hand, trying to get rid of the dust. He looks at the book, trying to remember something.
The book cover was red and thick; the page looked blurry.
"Ah! I remember! I remember! What was I thinking!" He said, turning his head around and facing Jun er.
"It him…. I remember he your dad…"
Huh! Just he was about to keep talking but didn't. He notices there is a small boy hiding behind a nearby tree. Big Ear felt that they noticed him peeking at them.
"Hey, kid what you looking at"
"Huh, Big ear why you here..Big eye and Big nose you too?"
Big Ear was shocked but then stunned. What Big nose and Big eye, where? Just as he turned around, he felt something was behind him.
"Ahhh," he said as two shadows collapsed on his body.
"My head.."
"Arr…belly"
"Oh, the back, I think it broke." Several voices sounded at the same time.
Big ear feeling speechless, he stands up and pats his clothes.
"Umm, two bro, why you doing here." Big ear says very politely.
"Uhh.. mind your business."
The big nose says embarrassing.
An hour had passed, and I saw a bird flying out from a branch.
Outside the shop, I saw an old man, he was lying on a rocking chair, his hand using the fan to chill. Several kids were inside his shop. They were finding, reading, and looking around." Big Ear felt amazed, those drawings show a human body and its many organs and structures. He then looked around and found a book to read.
Meanwhile, Big Nose would from time to time ask questions and listen to Uncle Sam's stories. Wow! Uncle Sam sure knows a lot.
Uncle Sam yawns and notices Big Ear is scratching his head.
Shaking his head, I saw him walk to him.
The sun was going down, but Uncle Sam still teaching big ears how to read.
Maybe, Uncle Sam liked kids or teaching but from then on, Uncle Sam began to teach the three kids how to read and write. Of course, not for free.
Day to day, I always see the same three kids. Big Nose and Big Eye were massaging the old man while Big Ear brought him food and water.
"Uncle Sam! Uncle Sam! Is it true that sister can cultivate"
Nodding his head, he explain "She quite lucky to born a spiritual root, but compared to that opportunity is much worse."
The big ear looks confused.
"There is a region far away from our village.. it is very far. It said they were filled with magical beasts and herbs. Many had gone there, seeking the opportunity. Only a few came out, but each had become a powerful expert."
Big Ear gasped and said, "Doesn't that mean sister going to die."
"Hahaha, look at your face. Your sister won't die, the temple will train her strong enough to leave the magical region by herself."
"The temple? They live there?"
Nodding as he drinks the cup of water that Big Nose just fills.
"There were hundreds of seventy-eight temples built there. Not anyone could survive and even live there but they were different."
"Ah, but didn't you say few could come out and fill with many scary monsters, why would they want to stay there."
Uncle Sam smacks Big ear head.
"you ask too many questions"
The sun rose, early in the morning, Big ear was carrying two water buckets, using a wooden stick to support the weight. It was only thirty minutes but the boy was already back.
The plainclothes girl was chopping wood. Cut! Cut!
She stopped and looked speechless. She saw Big Ear but already started chopping. He chopped and chopped, the wood cut in half.
"Here sister, I going" Handing the pile of chopped wood to her, he run off.
Since when is he so willing to work? Although confused, she still went back to work.
"Huff…huff"
The big ear had a tired look as he ran.
"Village head, here …huf. huff..the 40-pound bag."
In the afternoon, Big Ear was in Uncle Sam's shop, he was craving word on a stone: It size of a book. Uncle Sam was talking to a customer.
"See how sharp it is and look.. hard, enough for you," Uncle Sam said, handing an iron axe to a sturdy-looking man. The sturdy man hand holds a small bag in his hand before handing it to Uncle Sam.
Looking satisfied, Uncle Sam turns his face around and then walks toward the corner of the book self; where Big Ear at.
Big Ear had learned about hundreds of carvings and their meaning.
It was difficult but through Uncle Sam's guidance, he was barely able to read.
During the night, Big Ear would read books that burrowed from Uncle Sam. He used the moonlight to read. He sat near the pond and started reading.e