Chapter 1, Good morning, everyone.

"It has been a few days now; we need to keep a close watch on the little ghost. Otherwise, when the old madman returns and finds the little ghost missing, that will be..."

The broadcast did not continue, as Sun Wu suddenly struck his waist with a punch, destroying the conch treasure he carried, effectively erasing all traces and preventing that statement from being transmitted further. However, this action may have been a bit too late, as the several villagers standing in front of him looked astonished and pointed at him.

It is rare for a companion to speak with such a rational attitude, and Sun Wu truly wishes to agree. However, he still cannot understand why Xiao Shang prefers to use complex and specialized terminology to explain issues. Moreover, there is only one psychologist in the village, and since that person died suddenly a year ago after eating mutton sent by a patient, there has been no psychologist in the village. Where does Xiao Shang go for consultation? ... And most importantly ...

"Tsk! This is the trouble with childhood sweethearts"

More importantly, in front of the entire village, she exposed someone's secret about digging a tunnel to escape... Such a thing could only be accomplished by her. Ever since she successfully developed the "micro listening bug" a few years ago, Sun Wu's life has been in turmoil. Originally, the listening bug would lose its effectiveness after penetrating three feet underground, but it is evident that there has been a recent breakthrough.

La la la la - la la la la la -

By the way ... ? ... Do you know! ? Miss Feng got drunk last night and fell into the field on her way home. She was just discovered and carried back home, and she is still unconscious now

The morning sunlight warmly bathes the streets, filtering through the branches of the trees. Birds flit about, their chirping creating a lively atmosphere. Along the way, the sounds of morning greetings and broadcasts rise and fall, as families begin to wake and prepare for the day. Many villagers who see Sun Wu look at him with expressions of surprise and astonishment, inquiring about him.

The morning broadcast came to a pause at this moment. Sun Wu returned to the door and pushed it hard. This time, there were no mechanisms left; the rudimentary electrical device had been destroyed after a single discharge. Sun Wu effortlessly pushed the door open and saw two people inside the broadcast room

The innocent and lovely feeling has vanished, and what occasionally flashes in the eyes is an uncharacteristic sophistication and maturity for one's age. The corners of the eyes even slightly lift, making the entire expression appear particularly indifferent. If the previous expression invited closeness, now it conveys a "keep your distance" sentiment, presenting a look of clear annoyance.

On the way to school, the young boy encountered villagers carrying hoes. These simple and kind-hearted farmers greeted him warmly.

While the two were conversing, a countdown sound emanated from the conch. When the countdown reached zero, a remarkable female voice clearly emerged from the conch.

Leaving behind this sentence, Sun Wufei also took off running towards the direction of the broadcasting tower in the village. Upon mentioning that forbidden name, the villagers nearby immediately changed their expressions, disregarding whatever the youth had done. Everyone, pale-faced, hurriedly left, praying for the safety of their families throughout the day

The young man spoke with righteous indignation, his serious demeanor appearing somewhat mature; however, in contrast to him, the girl's response was surprisingly worldly.

No, that's not it

Essentially, I believe you, Xiao Wu, understand that we are born into a chaotic and morally degenerate world, and I am a rebellious figure who is both anti-social and anti-establishment. Recently, my psychologist informed me that I am under immense pressure every day, showing tendencies towards bipolar disorder, and I am highly likely to become a ticking time bomb. In order to prevent myself from becoming psychologically disturbed one day, I must regularly engage in beneficial activities that relieve stress. I trust that you, my childhood friend, can certainly understand this, right?

The entire village is not very large. Sun Wu ran past the stone tablet at the village entrance, darted up the mountain path, and finally arrived at the broadcasting tower in front of the village, where the morning broadcast was about to conclude.

"Please do not call me Xiao Wu! I have a name, it is Sun Wu. Adding 'Xiao' makes it sound as if I will never grow up!"

As if accused of murder, Sun Wu's face turned red as he repeatedly denied it, but suddenly he seemed to understand something

Indeed, Sun Wu felt that he was not very lucky today, but compared to him, there are actually many people who are even more unfortunate

Such a powerful influence must be the charm of Liangshan Marsh. Sun Wu has never left Liangshan Marsh, but the knowledge imparted in books and his own experiences make Liangshan Marsh seem like a paradise on earth. Being in this paradise, it seems there is no reason for him not to feel content.

The thought suddenly emerged, and the sunlight above was unexpectedly dazzling for a moment. Although others did not notice this flutter of emotion, the little one beside me observed it all.

Ah, she told me before she went out last night that she wanted to drink all night and asked me not to wait for her. How could she end up like this? ... So ...? ... Isn't today's morning broadcast going to be canceled?

The young boy hurriedly left the cave, carefully confirming that no one had passed nearby the entrance. He then leaped out, only to realize how dazzling the sunlight was before him

Unlike the often truant Xiaoshang, attending classes is for Sun Wu the only way to gain information from the outside world. Each class is novel and interesting, making him the only student in the entire school... It could even be said that he is the only one to maintain a perfect attendance record since the school's founding

Good morning, everyone in the village. It is another wonderfully simple and peaceful morning. "Banana Paradise" sends its greetings to all. I am the village's sexy idol, Xiao Fengjie. Did you think of me as soon as you arrived? Hehe, if not, come out and enjoy the sunshine! Because you won't have the chance to see it tomorrow

The young boy ran forward a few steps, and the conch treasure hanging at his waist emitted a mechanical female voice. It was the morning broadcast from the village, and the host was the boy's sister. Normally, he would soon hear that familiar voice from the conch-shaped receiver, but today was somewhat different.

Especially ...! ... is that little devil with an angelic face!

The days of peace are too dull. Feng Jie couldn't get up this morning, so I took her place to host this time. Of course, I need to find some fun as a hosting fee

Unlike the populous metropolitan areas outside, this small village has only one school, where students from all grades attend. From the perspective of school regulations, being late for class is not considered a serious issue, but the young boy is quite concerned about it. Of course, his concern for time is not solely because he is about to be late for class.

"Oh? You are indeed called Sun Wu, but you are only fourteen years old, so it is also correct for everyone to call you Little Wu!"

A few words filled with tremors were buried in the shadows, reaching no ears but each other's

"Xiao Wu, what happened last night..."

When the leather chair turns with a "ya" sound, the reason for this phenomenon becomes entirely understandable. The girl sitting in the chair is still a bit away from adolescence; she is a lovely little girl with a fringe of pure bangs. Her big, watery eyes blink innocently, her delicate skin is as soft as a petal, and her rosy little mouth resembles a cherry. She embodies the essence of a light beauty, captivating those around her, especially with her pure aura, which is as endearing as a freshly bloomed daisy.

Sun Wu and Xiao Shang had relatively good luck; at least they successfully arrived in time for the flag-raising ceremony at the school. Every morning's flag-raising ceremony was conducted by the old headmaster, who sported a goat's beard. As the flag fluttered and rose, he would recount the history of the village's origins to the students in a trembling voice

No, it wasn't me! ... I didn't secretly dig a tunnel in the middle of the night ... www.hetushu.com.com

Just early in the morning, I was shocked and fell out, truly living up to the term "down and out". It seems that... today's luck index is not very good

The progress has caught up, and I will continue digging tonight

The sweet and gentle maturity of a female voice suddenly transforms into a childlike tenderness. Shyly cradling her snow-white face, she begins to sing in a clear and crisp tone, perfectly complementing her innocent and lovely appearance, as if an angel from a myth has descended to the earthly realm

However, this time, the location of the morning bird's appearance was somewhat peculiar, as the boy awakened by the morning bird was not sleeping in a bed, nor was he indoors, but rather in a dark cave, surrounded by piles of rubble, holding a pickaxe in his hand, resembling a true underground miner.

"Uncle Lü, Xiao Wu and I have to hurry to class, we don't have time to untie you. You can cut the ropes yourself with a knife! ... Also ... I'm sorry."

A new force that had only recently been fully realized a few days ago, the youth concentrated all his strength into a powerful punch, striking fiercely against the rock slab. Amidst the deafening sound of the explosion, a large hole appeared in the hard rock slab, and earth and stones immediately collapsed. The obstacle that had troubled the youth the previous night had now been resolved

"Oh? Isn't this Xiao Wu? We just caught a rabbit and a pheasant. Later, we'll bring them to your family's tavern for a drink, so you can enjoy a feast. You're in for a treat!"

***

There is nothing! Absolutely nothing!

The sound of a bell from outdoors interrupted the conversation between the two individuals; it was the ringing of the school bell. Although it was not very far from here, if they did not set off soon, they would still be late. Sun Wu dragged his friend, who originally intended to skip class, to leave together. However, before departing, Sun Wu insisted that Xiao Shang apologize to the other victims and untie the bindings on him.

Indeed, having changed to that extent, it seems impossible for her to host again. What a pity, she has never had a record of being absent. Will that record be broken today

Slightly tilting her head, accompanied by a cold hum, her entire expression changed. Although it was still the same face, with the same big watery eyes, fair and tender skin, and rosy little lips, the change in expression made her entire face and presence feel completely different.

It is already so late ... ! ... I am going to be late for class !

...! ... There are many possible suspects, but it is unlikely to be that country bumpkin who, after secretly digging a tunnel this morning, ran frantically across half the village and then got electrocuted to the ground!

"Xiao Wu, you this morning ... ... "

On such a bright morning, who would be the happiest? Certainly not the lovers who are anticipating a storm today. Perhaps it is the hardworking farmer who needs the sun to tend to his fields? Or maybe it is the strong hunter preparing to go out for a hunt today? ... It could also be the heavy drinker still snoozing in bed, taking advantage of the situation to skip work, but I believe it should be the healthy young man who has been secretly digging holes with a pickaxe every night, working tirelessly until dawn ... ? ... How would I, Xiao Fengjie, know this ... ? Because of that healthy young man. ... It could also be the heavy drinker still snoozing in bed, taking advantage of the situation to skip work, but I believe it should be the healthy young man who has been secretly digging holes with a pickaxe every night, working tirelessly until dawn ... ? ... How would I, Xiao Fengjie, know this ... ? Because of that healthy young man. ... ... ... Oh ho ho ho, I see him every day ...

... ? ... The rules of Liangshan Marsh dictate that the living may enter with their lives but leave without them. Surely, the little ghost does not intend to sneak away? When will that old madman return?

Uh... I'm sorry, was it said in advance like this? ... I don't seem to mean that ...

It was a short and stout dome-shaped building, resembling a tree mushroom, with only one entrance and exit. As Sun Wu approached the door and raised his hand to push it, he did not expect that in an instant, a strong electric current would surge forth, propelling him backward. His body felt overwhelmingly numb, and he was on the verge of losing consciousness.

The venerable elder of the school, whenever he speaks of this segment, always gestures towards the stone tablet standing at the village entrance. It is said that the ancestors who migrated to this village to escape the world were all endowed with extraordinary martial skills. To signify that this place was a gathering and refuge for heroes and valiant men, the ancestors bestowed upon it a legendary name.

Prepared, the young man took a deep breath. In the next moment, his entire body was enveloped in a dazzling golden light, a layer of strange metallic luster emerging from the depths of his being to the surface. From a distance, amidst the intense golden radiance, the young man's body resembled a bronze statue—short in stature, yet imposing and awe-inspiring.

Why does she have such a gaze and expression at such a young age? No one in the village has ever thought to ask. Not inquiring about personal privacy has long been an unspoken agreement in the village, yet the girl undoubtedly has a name that suits her well: Xiao Shang

Hey, to say such things to a friend with such a serious expression, you really are quite remarkable

Do not speak in my sister's voice! Although she is plump and her voice does not match her appearance at all, seeing you speak with that face and that voice is still quite frightening

"Golden Bell Shield · Level 5"

"You, you two little beasts... who have I offended? ... If I had known, I wouldn't have come to seek refuge in this hell on earth..."

Even if your sister is excessively drunk, you cannot casually take her place, nor can you bind Uncle Lu like this; such actions are inappropriate

Although Xiao Shang is still very young, she is a prodigy in the crafting of magical tools and devices. The establishment of the broadcasting tower and the layout of the systems are all her handiwork. Whenever the villagers encounter any maintenance issues, they must seek her assistance, which makes them wary of offending this little girl who has just celebrated her twelfth birthday. However, due to her personality, the cost of seeking her help is often extremely painful, making her a formidable presence that others tend to avoid.

Ah! It must be her! It is Xiao Shang

Amidst the deafening cries, the young boy rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw a "morning bird" fluttering before him. This bird resembles a vulture in body, has a peacock-like tail, displays multicolored feathers, and sports a fleshy crest on its head, making it extraordinarily beautiful. Its vocal system is similar to that of humans, yet it only repeats a few phrases like "Get up!" and "Wake up!" Every morning, upon seeing the sunlight, it begins to screech incessantly, having long since become the villagers' alarm clock.

No! The preface is retracted! The people inside must know that they are coming, and they have also set traps specifically for themselves. Given her malicious personality, this is highly likely to happen

I know that I aimed when I threw it, and I did say sorry, which is what you asked me to say

Although it may disturb others, we must expedite our progress. If we do not dig the tunnel before Father returns and connect it to the Cloud Road Sky Ladder, there will be no opportunity to leave the village this year

Yo, Xiao Wu, good morning. Did Xiao Fengjie’s morning broadcast make you...

The young man hurried to the broadcasting tower, and along the way, the villagers he encountered greeted him warmly, waving and saying good morning. The atmosphere of the entire morning was so harmonious; however, after Sun Wu passed by quickly, there were still some ominous whispers that quietly circulated.

It is simply very uncomfortable to listen to

Sun Wu and Xiao Shang both grew up in Liangshan Lake. Although they were not born here, they have never left this secluded village since they can remember. Looking around, there are only a little over ten students in the entire classroom, with a considerable age difference among them, yet they are all classmates, attending the same class and studying the same教材.

Sun Wu was immediately puzzled upon hearing the sound, as he had quietly pushed the door open without a word and accidentally triggered a mechanism. It is difficult to say that this is the fault of the other party. After all, the people inside could not possibly know he was coming and intentionally set up a mechanism here, could they

"Xiao, Xiao Shang, when you threw that knife, it pierced Uncle Lü's thigh"

The underground tunnel is curved and deep, making it impossible to directly view the interior from the outside through images or books. It was entirely excavated by hand. The fourteen-year-old boy who personally dug this tunnel spent the entire night working in it, and now his body is sore all over.

The soft and enchanting voice, a tone that Sun Wu was extremely familiar with, was nonetheless perplexing. Why was it that when the host was so intoxicated at home that he could not wake up, the radio program that should have been canceled could still be broadcast on time, with the speaking tone remaining completely as usual, as if he had the ability to be in two places at once

The tall and imposing middle-aged man, once known in the underworld as the "Giant Spirit," is now an employee responsible for managing the broadcasting tower. He was renowned for his strength and prowess, but at this moment, he is bound hand and foot, rolling on the ground, with his mouth stuffed with a sock, presenting a pitiful sight that seems utterly disconnected from any notion of giant or might.

The distinction between heroes and common folk has little to do with literacy. The first village chief back in the day was surely an illiterate brute, who, upon casually inscribing a few characters, was dubbed 'Liang Shanbo.' Perhaps it is precisely for this reason that the village established a school, to prevent future generations from crafting such a tragic monument.

( The wind that blows the flag also comes from outside, right? If one could float outside with the wind to take a look, that feeling should be quite pleasant, shouldn't it? )

Get up! Get up! Get uuuuuup!

Perhaps it is truly my own greed, but this kind of life increasingly gives one a suffocating feeling. Every time I wake from a dream, there is a brief moment of confusion: is the world in the dream real? Or is the idyllic life I lead the true reality? The boundary between the two has become increasingly blurred for me.

"Liangshanbo" is seen by outsiders as a legendary paradise, and Sun Wu is aware of this. The villagers are kind and cheerful, supporting one another, and there has never been any treachery or malice among them. Everyone is content with this peace, working together to make the village better, enveloped in sunlight every day. Such a human paradise must be the place that people yearn for.

Assess the current depth of the pit, the youth displayed a look of frustration, his fourteen-year-old face could not yet be described as handsome, but his features were at least delicate and well-proportioned, a hint of hesitation flashed in his large black eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a determination for adventure

"However, Xiaoshang, every time the headmaster mentions this part, I find it very strange. If it is meant to represent heroes and great figures, it should be called 'Liangshanpo.' Why is it that the inscription on the stone tablet at the village entrance reads 'Liang Shanbo'?"

Sun Wu and Xiao Shang are childhood friends, which is the most helpless aspect for him. However, if interpreted literally, they indeed grew up together as "childhood sweethearts." The village is not devoid of other playmates of similar age, but his sister Feng Jie has always insisted that he get along well with Xiao Shang and become good friends. Once Xiao Shang became attached to him, others dared not approach at all, resulting in Xiao Shang becoming his "closest" childhood sweetheart. The village is not devoid of other playmates of similar age, but his sister Feng Jie has always insisted that he get along well with Xiao Shang and become good friends. Once Xiao Shang became attached to him, others dared not approach at all, resulting in Xiao Shang becoming his "closest" childhood sweetheart.

Upon mentioning that forbidden name, the villagers, who had been laughing, immediately became solemn, cautiously glancing around to ensure that the village's most troublesome figure did not suddenly appear

With one hand, she gently patted her childhood friend's shoulder, her angelic expression suddenly transforming into that of an artist's sorrow

Hearing Sun Wu's incessant murmuring, Xiao Shang displayed an expression of annoyance, almost rolling her eyes. She took out a dagger from her bosom and carelessly tossed it onto the ground

But... living in a fairyland all day long feels like dreaming, everything is so beautiful that it seems unreal

Good morning, everyone in the village. Have you all woken up? Today is another sunny day, and our morning program "Banana New Paradise" is about to air. Please hurry and brush your teeth and wash your face, and join us! Let's greet the new day with cheerfulness!

"Xiao Shang, why do you have to trouble others so early in the morning? Wouldn't it be better to give everyone a peaceful morning?"

Do not deliberately act cute! Also, do not try to get by with that kind of expression! I have seen it since childhood and have already lost all feeling for it

Upon realizing this, the youth's courage was immediately bolstered. He set down the pickaxe in his hand and gazed at the stone wall ahead. It was precisely because this rock slab was too hard that the excavation work had been delayed last night. However, he had already dug the tunnel quite deep; surely, any noise he made would not be heard by anyone

Little Fengjie heard a noise outside the door; someone accidentally triggered the anti-theft mechanism. Who could it be? It's hard to guess, as there are so many thieves in the village, and many people could be potential suspects.

Especially as he grew older, Xiao Shang transformed from a "troublesome character" into a "dangerous character." While the villagers lamented their plight, they deliberately sought to restrain this extremely difficult little menace by involving themselves. No matter what they did, the two would always be pushed together. Over time, Sun Wu had grown weary of saying anything at all.

The other party acted as if it were all too natural, and Sun Wu had no idea how to continue the conversation. When the bell rang again, he grabbed his companion's fair hand and dashed out the door, racing towards the school, leaving behind the poor victim who was rolling on the ground in pain, his mouth frothing like a crab.

According to the old tales, this village was established several hundred years ago. At that time, the ancestors, in order to escape from the ravages of war and the grievances of the martial world, unexpectedly discovered this precious land while relocating their entire family. They then cultivated and settled here, living a life isolated from the outside world. Gradually, more people began to move in, and the number of households in the village increased, eventually leading to the scale we see today

"Xiao Wu, why are you all dirty so early in the morning, looking so disheveled? Did Xiao Shang play a prank on you again? ... Hahaha, uh ...? ... Xiao Shang shouldn't be nearby, right?"

"Can the hosting fee be replaced with something else? One should not build their enjoyment on the misfortunes of others! ... And what about the content of your speech ...? ... Do you not know that some matters should not be spoken of indiscriminately?"

Since I became aware of the world, I have always harbored a desire to explore the outside world, even if it is perilous or filled with filth. I still wish to personally experience it, to encounter what is deemed "real." Whenever birds soar through the sky or strong winds stir the flags, this longing within me intensifies, urging me to take concrete action.

To this day, the outside world remains tumultuous, with new compatriots continuously making long journeys to this village, vowing to set aside the grievances of the outside world and to find a new life here, working together to transform this place into a paradise, far removed from the evils and clamor of the outside world

Is it the early bird ... ? ... Is it bright outside yet? How frustrating, I just closed my eyes for a moment last night and ended up sleeping until dawn. If this continues, I won't be able to keep up with the progress

Young Sun Wu was earnestly protesting, but what the neighbors were concerned about was not this

Amidst the confusion, the broadcast emanating from the conch shell continued to play, as that perplexing sweet voice swiftly conveyed its message

The root cause of all this, of course, is the person currently seated in the broadcasting chair. However, from the perspective of the doorway, apart from the large chair, no other silhouette can be seen, as if the entire person has been completely engulfed by the leather chair.

According to Sun Wu, the main population in the village currently consists of veterans who participated in the Taiping Army's rebellion. After their defeat and subsequent flight, they found no place to take refuge and had no choice but to hide in Liangshan Marsh. Over the past decade, new immigrants have gradually arrived, many of whom are said to be notorious bandits from the outside world who once dominated their regions. However, after coming to Liangshan Marsh, they are assimilated by the local atmosphere within three days at most, relinquishing their past glory, taking up hoes, and willingly becoming ordinary farmers who till the land and grow vegetables. They even seem to harbor a strong aversion to life outside, never mentioning their past experiences.

In fact, you don't have to do this, because I believe...! ...your mentality has already become distorted!