The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 2: The Sky Rift
"Mother, I'm sorry to have worried you these days."

"My father died in the Battle of Sarhu years ago. Now I am the only male in the family. I will practice martial arts well and bring honor to our family."

Looking at his family's dry and yellow hair and sallow faces, Shen Yuanliang felt a sharp pain in his heart. He felt distressed and sad, and a strong sense of guilt surged up in him.

Shen Yuanliang knew that because of his intermittent illness, the family savings had been completely consumed, his pockets were empty than his face, and he had no food to eat for just a few days.

The memories of the two lives merged into one. Shen Yuanliang's bright eyes were sometimes tender and clear, and sometimes full of vicissitudes. Gradually, they turned into bright stars, emitting dazzling brilliance.

"Yeah, I'm relieved now that you're well."

"Don't worry about the family debt. You can sell your face and borrow money from everywhere, plus the jewelry from the dowry, and you can get it together."

It is said that a son is the apple of his mother's eye. As soon as Shen Yuanliang stuck out his butt, Shen Chen knew what he meant. In order to let Shen Yuanliang recover well, she forced a smile and said.

Thirty taels of silver is an astronomical figure for the now impoverished Shen family. It would take them three months, let alone three days, to pay it back.

As for borrowing money from someone, Jingbianbao was extremely poor, so how could they lend money to the impoverished Shen family, unless they sold their houses or people.

"Yes, Brother Yuanliang, you should take good care of yourself. As long as you recover, everything will be fine."

Li Wan'er, who was standing aside and looking at Shen Yuanliang with concern, immediately echoed, an abnormal blush flashing across her pale face.

"Brother Liang, are you awake?"

"I'm lucky today. I caught a big fish. I'll give you a treat later!"

At this moment, a young man who was eight feet tall, wearing thin coarse cloth and with a simple and honest face, lifted the curtain and walked in, carrying a big fish in a straw. After taking a quick look around, especially when he saw Shen Yuanliang who had woken up, he said with joy.

"Stone!"

Seeing Shi Tou, who was only wearing a gray-white short-sleeved shirt in the middle of winter, with his bare feet red from the cold and his face pale, Shen Yuanliang felt as if something was blocking his heart and his eyes were red.

Shitou, an orphan, was also adopted by Shen Zhong. He was Shen Yuanliang's childhood playmate and companion. He grew up in the Shen family and the two have a deep relationship.

In order for Shen Yuanliang to have a sip of fish soup and replenish his nutrition, Shitou ignored the cold weather and stepped into the icy sea water to catch fish for the whole morning.

"Liang Ge'er, you should have a good rest. Mom will make you some fish soup."

After saying this, Shen Chen winked at Wan'er, Shitou, and Qianqian, then left the east wing, looking back every few steps, leaving the space to Shen Yuanliang.

"I was reborn, but I didn't expect it to be a hell."

"Fortunately, we have it, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable."

In the quiet room, Shen Yuanliang propped up his heavy body, looked at the face in the bronze mirror that was exactly the same as in his previous life, and the "cauldron" in the Niwan Palace, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In his previous life, Shen Yuanliang was also called Shen Yuanliang. Born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, after the death of his only relative, his grandfather, he embarked on a journey of studying around the world.

In order to promote traditional Chinese medicine and fulfill his grandfather's last wish, Shen Yuanliang worked day and night, studied every word, and researched the vast knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine like a nerd.

At the age of 30, the famous Shen Yuanliang was awarded the title of "National Master" and was hailed as the leader of the next generation of traditional Chinese medicine and was placed with high hopes.

However, a comet falling from the sky destroyed everything and put an end to Shen Yuanliang's short thirty-year life. Looking back, Shen Yuanliang was already a young man in Jingbian Fort, Liaonan, in the Ming Dynasty.

"The Five Mountains Sword Sect, the Demon Sect, the Invincible East, this is the Smiling, Proud Wanderer."

Flipping through the memories in his mind, Shen Yuanliang extracted useful information from them. A thick martial arts atmosphere blew over him, making him feel more at home in the strange world. "In the 17th year of Wanli, a fire fell from the sky, and the sky cracked. The Jurchens in the land outside the Great Wall rose rapidly. They were all thick-skinned and rough, like wild boars charging around. People called them 'wild boar skins'."

"The Ming court suffered repeated defeats. The vast land outside the Great Wall, including the Nurgan Prefecture, was completely occupied by Nurhaci, who even attacked the Ming in the name of the 'Seven Great Hates' and established the Later Jin."

Unconsciously flipping through the book in his hand, Shen Yuanliang's memories of more than ten years played out in his mind like a movie, and suddenly a discordant picture broke in.

The thousands of miles of rifts that stretched across the land outside the Great Wall, the evil energy emitting black smoke, the mutated plants and animals, everything made Shen Yuanliang stunned and his heart was in turmoil.

I thought it was a world of low martial arts, the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty. Shen Yuanliang was just about to rebel and establish a great Han empire, but his dream ended before it even began.

This world is not simple!
"What is the origin of this 'Ding'?"

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Shen Yuanliang focused his mind on the Niwan Palace, and saw an extremely huge, gray tripod coming into view.

The tripod has a pivotal position in Chinese history. It has existed throughout the long history. It is a national treasure, a symbol of the country, and so on, symbolizing all good things.

The large tripod has three legs and two ears, revealing the philosophical truth that Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

Flowers, birds, insects, fish, real dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other mythical beasts can be barely seen on the body of the tripod, but most of the other patterns are like flowers in the fog and cannot be seen clearly.

Using his own mental power to communicate with the arrogant and cold "Ding" in his mind, Shen Yuanliang only got one word, that is "refining", refining all tangible and intangible things and extracting their essence.

As the saying goes, Heaven and earth are the furnace, nature is the worker; yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper.

"Brother Liang, the fish soup is ready. Come over and eat. We're waiting for you."

"You haven't eaten for many days. Your stomach is empty. Eat a hot fish soup to warm your stomach."

Shen Chen's voice came from the smoky kitchen, waking up Shen Yuanliang who was immersed in his own world. He looked up at the sky. The sun was setting, and a slanting shadow was reflected on the mottled wall, making him look hazy.

Time passed so quickly. Several hours passed in a flash. Shen Yuanliang tightened his belt and went to the main hall while suppressing his hunger.

On the elm table, a large bowl of milky white fish soup exuded an enticing aroma. Shen Yuanliang felt even hungrier. The growling sound echoed in the slightly empty main hall, making him feel a little embarrassed and his face looked quite unnatural.

During his intermittent coma, Shen Yuanliang relied entirely on precious medicinal herbs to stay alive. He could only drink rice soup on weekdays and could not eat any other food.

"Brother Yuanliang, eat quickly."

Li Wan'er, who was sitting on the right, picked up the coarse porcelain bowl, picked up a large piece of fish with rough chopsticks, and scooped some scallion-rich fish soup and placed it in front of Shen Yuanliang.

There were only a few sparse grains of rice in her bowl, and the rest was rice soup, without a trace of fish.

"I can't finish all this fish soup, so you guys can eat some too."

Shen Yuanliang picked up the coarse porcelain bowl and prepared to eat, but found that there was no trace of meat in their bowls, and the rice soup was as clear as water, which was not enough to fill his stomach.

Seeing this, Shen Yuanliang put down the big bowl in his hand, picked up the chopsticks and divided all the fish meat into portions. Everyone had a portion in their bowl, and the fish was piled high.

Even so, Shitou, Li Wan'er, Shen Chenshi, and even three-year-old Qianqian swallowed their saliva and refused to accept the gift.

"If you don't eat, I won't eat either."

Under Shen Yuanliang's "threat", the Shen family's dinner was warm and fulfilling. Under the dim soybean oil lamp, five slanted shadows were reflected on the mottled wall.

(End of this chapter)