ntains and waters are picturesque and the scenery is pleasant. Even in this scorching summer nationwide, the temperature here remains comfortably in the twenties, making Yishuyuanyuan, standing at the...On the Dù River within Zhúshān County, a small wooden boat was slowly moving along a narrow tributary of the river.

The surrounding mountains and waters are picturesque and the scenery is pleasant. Even in this scorching summer nationwide, the temperature here remains comfortably in the twenties, making Yishuyuanyuan, standing at the bow of the boat, couldn't help but sigh in admiration - it’s no wonder that Taohua Yuanji records finding the utopia starting from here.

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Many people think that Changde is the same as ancient Wuling, but in fact, during the Taiguang period of the Jin Dynasty, the place called Wuling on the Chinese map was only present-day Zhushan County. At that time, it was called Wuling County and belonged to Shangyong County. The Dugu River under the small boat was the Wuling River at that time, also the place Yi Shu Yuan has always wanted to come to over the years.

In this landscape of mountains and water, Yi Shuyuan's immersion evoked a thirst for books. In his heart, he imagined a certain scene, swallowed his breath, and spoke with the emotions in his mind.

During the Taiyuan period of the Jin dynasty, a fisherman from Wuling made his living by fishing. As he walked along the creek, he forgot how far he had traveled. Suddenly, he came across a grove of peach blossoms lining both sides of the bank for hundreds of steps, with no other trees in sight. The grass was fresh and green, and the fallen petals were scattered everywhere...

Yishu yuan seemed to be immersed in the realm of The Peach Blossom Spring, his voice clear and powerful.

In Yishouyuan's mind, a scene from the Taian period of the Jin Dynasty emerged: a fisherman in a boat drifting leisurely along the water. With his ordinary Mandarin level and his own emotional rendering and imagination of the atmosphere, he pointed his finger towards the bank, as if there grew rows of peach trees...

The old man rowing the boat at the stern was so absorbed in what he was hearing that he unconsciously followed Yi Shuyuan's finger, of course, he didn't see anything special like a peach tree.

Yishu Yuan was currently brewing emotions. The old man rowing thought he had finished reading and couldn't help but chime in.

“Young man, you’re quite solid! Your voice sounds really good. What do you do for a living”

Yi Shu Yuan helplessly turned his head to look behind him, pointing at the sports camera on his head.

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“Mister, I make a living online. You can think of me as a storyteller.”

The old man rowing suddenly understood.

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“Oh oh oh! You’re, you’re that kind of internet celebrity, right”

Hearing this, Yi Shuyuan chuckled wryly.

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Storytelling and spoken word art combined, one person acting out all the wonderful scenes in a book. Throughout history, there have been few masters of storytelling who excelled in this art form. Although it hasn't completely disappeared today, it is difficult to find traces of it.

... Yi Shuyuan's ambition lay in this very pursuit. He believed he was gifted and destined for great achievements. After several years of work, he resolutely resigned, dedicating himself to the new media industry with his dreams as his blueprint.

But effort doesn't always guarantee success, and the emergence of various AI voices also shattered Yushouer's confidence. Now, after traveling all over the country, it's almost time to step out of the dream and into reality.

"Master, I'm just messing around, I have nothing to do with internet celebrities. If you think it sounds good, I'll keep going, there's more later!"

Ironically, Yi Shumen felt that his name was the most famous during his university years.

However, it wasn't a good reputation. He was publicly criticized by the entire school. That time, Yi Shuyuan and his roommates all got drunk, and he dragged them to the library to write a conspicuous couplet on the white wall outside, making Yi Shuyuan known as "Immortal" and "Mystic" throughout the school. Even the counselor started calling him that.

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"Gotta get it! Gotta get it!"

The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.

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"The fisherman was very surprised, and continued on his way, wanting to explore the entire forest... When the forest ended, he came to a water source, and then to a mountain. The mountain had a small opening, as if... there was ~light~." Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!

Yishu yuan's voice slowed down. He widened his eyes slightly, and his pupils dilated unconsciously, as if he were truly hallucinating, seeing a hazy light ahead.

"Bang!"

The small boat suddenly collided with something. Yi Shuyuan was caught off guard and didn't even have time to react. With a cry of "Ah!", he fell into the river amidst the old man at the stern's cries of alarm.

"Thump..."

In the moment he fell into the river, Yi Shuyuan seemed to see something hit the boat. It looked like... a large expanse of... ice

The next moment, Yi Shu Yuan was engulfed by countless streams of water. He struggled to paddle, but couldn't float up. Instead, the more he paddled, the faster he sank, as if he were weighed down by lead, plummeting into a terrifyingly deep and dark abyss, like a gaping maw ready to consume him.

"Boo hoo hoo puff... boo puff puff..."

The panic and fear brought about by the current situation made Yishumen even harder to breathe, countless bubbles overflowing from his mouth.

His body was sinking faster and faster. Yishu Yuan didn't know how much saliva he had swallowed, his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. Besides the feeling of suffocation in his body, the surrounding water seemed to be getting colder and colder, and his struggles gradually weakened.

'It's so awful, so cold, am I going to die'

In the dim light, it seemed as if wisps of translucent light flickered and darted before Yi Shumen's drowsy eyes. His mind raced like a carousel, replaying fragmented memories in vivid flashes, even conjuring up hallucinations. He saw figures, scrolls, heard whispers, and imagined himself clad in robes and armor—a kaleidoscope of familiar and unfamiliar selves...

And all of this, both in the mind and before the eyes, seemed to be leaving with the flow of life, turning from the body into streaks of light.

At this moment, Yi Shu Yuan instinctively reached out to grab onto everything. The swirling light seemed to be grasped by his fingertips.

Rumbling....

Flickers danced, his fingertips trembled incessantly. Yishu Yuan's heart pounded like a drum, a fear of being torn apart gripped him.

In that instant of wavering heart, countless points exploded in a flash, their light like silk threads broken and flying away.

Boom!

The impact caused the water to churn continuously, with countless star points shooting out and dissipating. A trace of light flickered at Yi Shumen's fingertips, and he himself tumbled in the water, the image becoming increasingly blurred.

"Boom..."

Yishu's brain suddenly jolted, and she awoke from her daze. Panicked, she flailed wildly in the water, and immediately with delight, realized that the constant pressure binding her was gone!

He had no time to think about anything else. Yi Shumen only dared to glance at the dark water below before frantically paddling towards the surface, gasping for air. The intense pain of suffocation drove him into a frenzy.

"Bang!"

Yishu Yuan's head hit something, and in a sound of rushing water, his body crawled out from a split in the water that had been divided in half.

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"Ugh...cough, cough...help, help me..."

Yi Shu Yuan shouted and groped around in confusion, only realizing in the midst of the chaos that he was surrounded by ice floes that were shaking violently, making it impossible to lie down.

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Ice How could there be ice But Yi Shumen had no time to think about it at this moment. He saw that not far from the shore, he struggled to kick water and swim over, but he was already exhausted and his limbs were stiff. He barely managed to lie on the shore, but he had no strength to get up. He could only gasp for help with his chattering teeth.

"Uh, uh....Is anyone there Help me—"

But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.

But there are actually people here.

Behind a few large trees on the bank, a group of people were hiding. One of them saw what was happening in the river and hesitated to go out, but he was pulled back by those beside him.

“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”

So, a group of people waited quietly for a while, watching Yi Shumen struggling in despair over there. Seeing him getting weaker and weaker, even the one who had just spoken couldn't hold back any longer.

"Big brother, it seems like he won't be coming today."

As they spoke, the man saw his elder brother nod and immediately rushed to the riverbank. In a few steps, he reached the shore and, in Yi Shuyuan's surprised eyes, grabbed his arm.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

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"Thank you, thank you..."

Yi Shumen was frozen almost speechless, while the person who saved Yi Shumen grinned and turned to the crowd coming behind him, laughing.

“He still has to thank us”

"Hahahahahahaha..." "Ah ha ha ha ha..."

There came a burst of laughter from that direction. imagined himself clad in robes and armor—a kaleidoscope of familiar and unfamiliar selves...And all of this, both in the mind and before the eyes, seemed to be leaving with the flow of life, turning...