vrcanaries Chapter 41: Nanzhou's Past
Chapter 41: Nanzhou's Past
Before Nanzhou could say anything, the skinny male took a step forward and cried, "Your grandfather said that if I can't take you back, then I don't have to go back to the Stone Mountain Tribe. I have to go back!"
The thin male felt excited when he thought of the female he had just taken into his cave. He and that ugly thing had been able to give birth to a male as outstanding as Nanzhou. If he could give birth to a child with the new female, wouldn't that be... the thin male thought happily.
Lan Qingling felt that the expression on his face was horrible and extremely vulgar, and for a moment she couldn't even eat the chicken.
Nanzhou ignored the thin male's words, nor did he care about his expression. Although the male in front of him was his father, he had the heart to throw him out of the tribe when he was just born, leaving him to fend for himself. His mother was even more cruel. When she learned that his father was going to abandon him, she actually tore away the animal skin that was his only means of warmth, saying that he was going to die anyway, so there was no need to waste the animal skin.
If his Aunt Ling had not gone out to fetch water and found him dying, Nanzhou would probably have disappeared from the Longxuan Continent.
When Nanzhou came back to his senses, he saw Lan Qingling's indescribable expression. He quickly asked Lan Qingling: "What's wrong, Tu'er? Is the chicken too cold to be tasty?"
Lan Qingling shook her head, thinking that this thin male was Nanzhou's father, so she didn't say anything bad, but just said: "Let's go back, I want to go back."
Nanzhou immediately nodded and said yes, then wrapped the remaining food with lotus leaves and put it into the animal skin bag, then he changed into an animal form and lay in front of Lan Qingling and said: "Come on, Rabbit, let's go back."
Lan Qingling immediately climbed onto Nanzhou's back and hugged his neck tightly. After Lan Qingling sat down, Nanzhou started running, completely ignoring the skinny male who was crying for his parents behind him.
After Nanzhou and the others left, Ishihara and Bearded Man immediately climbed up. They had both recovered a long time ago, but they were just pretending because they were afraid that Nanzhou would throw them into the river again.
"You're so useless!" The bearded man spat at the thin male. Even Ishihara looked at the thin male with some dissatisfaction.
"You guys are really powerful, but you were also thrown into the river by Nanzhou... At least I haven't been thrown in." The thin male muttered in a low voice.
"What did you say?" The bearded man raised his fist. The thin male trembled with fear, and just when he was about to say something, a beast roar suddenly came.
"Roar……"
The three of them looked back and saw a leopard pouncing towards them. The combat power of this leopard was equivalent to that of a level five orc, while among the three of them, only one, Ishihara, had barely reached level four. There was no way they could defeat this leopard.
"Help me!!"
The three men fled from Nanzhou's territory, shouting for help. After the leopard chased them out of Nanzhou's territory, it quietly returned to the dense forest.
Four hours later, Nanzhou brought Lan Qingling back to their cave.
As soon as they entered the cave, Lan Qingling couldn't wait to pull Nanzhou to sit on the stone bed and asked: "Nanzhou, what's going on?"
Nanzhou put the animal skin bag in his hand aside and said, "The story is a bit long. I will tell you slowly."
"Okay." Lan Qingling immediately looked like she was ready to listen.
"My grandmother passed away on the day I was born, and my grandfather said that I was the one who killed her, so he asked my father to throw me out of the tribe.
As you can see, my father is a cowardly, selfish, and indecisive person. In addition, he disliked my mother because she was ugly, so he also disliked me when I was just born. After listening to what my grandfather said, he immediately wanted to throw me out of the tribe.
When my mother found out about this, she did not try to stop me. Instead, she took away the animal skin that wrapped me, saying that I was going to die anyway, so there was no point wasting another piece of skin.
Just like that, I was thrown to the gate of Shishan Tribe before I even opened my eyes. It was winter in Longxuan Continent, the coldest time in Longxuan Continent. Just when I was about to freeze to death, Aunt Ling, who was driven out by Shiyuan to fetch water, found me.
She felt sorry for me, so she secretly took me to a deserted cave, made a fire for me, and then went back to get me animal skins and food, risking being beaten to death by Ishihara.
I survived slowly under Aunt Ling's care, but the good times didn't last long. When I was two years old, about the same age as Mozhu, I was discovered by Ishihara who had been secretly following Aunt Ling.
He first beat Aunt Ling and then threw me in front of my grandfather. My grandfather was furious and asked my father what was going on. My father didn't know how to explain and put all the blame on my mother. My mother had no way to defend herself and beat me half to death in a rage. Then she threw me off the cliff and said, "I don't think you'll die this time!"
Unfortunately, I was lucky and was stopped by a tree growing on a cliff. I lay on the tree for three days until a hawk flew over and put me in its nest.
Its original intention was to raise me, and feed me to its children after they were born. But when it went out hunting, I took the opportunity to eat all the unhatched children it left in the nest, then crawled out of the nest with my wounded body and climbed into the waterfall.
I was taking a gamble: either I would be washed away by the waterfall and try to survive, or I would die directly in the waterfall, ending this life that was not loved and expected.
Fortunately, I won the bet in the end, and I was washed to a place far away from the Stone Mountain Tribe and the nest of the court eagle. From then on, I began my wandering life, and only ended it after I became the Beast King and had my own territory. "
Having said this, Nanzhou stopped.
Lan Qingling had already burst into tears. Nanzhou's words were just light, but she could hear endless sadness in them, which made her feel endless heartache.
"Don't cry, Tu'er..." Nanzhou was calm when he told his story, but when he saw Lan Qingling's tears, he panicked.
He hurriedly wiped Lan Qingling's tears, but Lan Qingling's tears were like pearls from a broken string and could not be stopped.
"Tu'er, did I do something wrong?" Nanzhou was at a loss at this moment. He was neither as strong as when he was abandoned, nor as tough and indifferent as when facing outsiders. He was as panicked as a child who had done something wrong.
Lan Qingling started to laugh while crying. She stretched out her arms, hugged his neck, and buried her head in his arms: "Fortunately, fortunately you are alive."
Nanzhou was stunned. No one had ever said to him in such a distressed tone that it was a good thing he was alive, and no one had ever cared about his life.
Nanzhou's eyes were slightly sore, and he reached out and hugged Lan Qingling tightly in his arms.