Ch. 1 Soul

Ling xi is kneeling at the clear lake, blinking at the stranger looking at him. After burning his brain cell brainstorming and having a staring contest with the boy on the lake, he is finally willing to believe the fact that that his soul is currently in a body of a boy wearing a traditional black Chinese robe with a hair pin on top of his head, his hair is white giving him the otherworldly appearance. He looks like a boy age fifteen to sixteen years old.

However he looks so pale, the left side of his face is bruised and a cut is even on his lips. A blood clumps is staining his white hair. Long xing feels a headache coming so he decided to go up, trekking the path he saw hoping that he would see some house to shelter him or a person and ask them for help.

After walking for almost an hour, I've arrived in a little house at the peak of a mountain, silently sitting in a flat surfaced, a cliff is on one side and when i decided to look down, I see that it overlooks the lake which i came from. I even see a sash and a tear pieced of clothes in one of the small plants. The plants at one side is depressed, like someone press it down. Wait, the clothes and the sash match what he is wearing so does that mean that the reason the soul of this body died is because he falls from this one?

Then this is his house? or I mean, my house now. After lamenting the bad luck of this person, I started to evaluate the place I'm in, the house is small, built in with courtyard which is currently full of vegetables and other fruit bearing trees, well looks like my food is solved now.

The inside of the house is simple, housing just the necessities, a table with four chairs, a furnace, a cooking stove and and many cabinets strategically placed in different places and not making the place crowded even in a limited space. A rug is placed beside the furnace. The table is laden with fruits and other containers made of wood and a transparent object that I'm guessing as glass. A door is on the inner room which he bet his life is a sleeping quarter, but the door leading outside really piqued his interest, opening it did not lead to the garden but a veranda wrapping the back of the house, some of its part is even hanging on a cliff, only a wooden beams acting as it supports.

On the beams of the roofs hangs many meat all rub in spices and salt. He even see some fish, some which he doesn't recognise and some chicken but having thrice the size that he saw on the department store. A string of sausage are even currently drying in the guava tree.

It feels like he is in some kind of different dimensions, there is no such place like this is in China, where ever since he's been born he only sees buildings, suspension cars and robots living together with humans. He only ever sees the plants and other vegetation by searching on them online when his teacher told him so. In where he came from, Everything is synthetic, from food to clothes and other stuffs. No livestock, no animal, no plants, nothing. They say the earth is to polluted that it could never produce plants again, human only live thanks for science.

Looking at his surroundings, he smell the scents of flowers and grass for the first time and decided to himself that it does not matter if he had been transported to the backward ancient times or in a different one, he doesn't care anymore, he could adjust and he likes to live here.

Going inside again, he started to opening all the cabinets seeing stuff like an extra futons, pillows and quilts. One of the even stored an extra shoes,  coats, boots and a wide brimmed hats. Beside the cooking stove is a shelves holding a different glass container which he is assuming are different seasonings all use for cooking.

The cooking utensils are all laid out inside one of the cabinets are all cleaned. The rice, or he assumed rice because it is white but have red dots is in one counter, a big kind of jar holding it but made by a glass or looks like a glass—knocking it, it doesn't produce the sound a glass would emit, and instead it doesn't even emit a sound at all. Flour, sugar, and starches he does not know their names but they have different color mainly black, yellow, orange, violet and blue are all laid out in the same manner as the rice.

Many jugs also lays beside the table. The jugs are colored white with flowers, birds, and other animals he could not recognised painted on them making them like a piece of art itself. a counter cabinet holding it in place. Below the jugs are cups, spoons, chopsticks, plates and bowls made of porcelain or looks like it is made of porcelain but he doubts it.

This house on first places looks so simple but on closer look you can see the meticulous system the previous owners have done. Everything is all laid out making an easy access but at the same time, making it look so clean and tidy.

"it's getting late already might as well cook my food before continuing to explore." ling xi mutters to himself before going out and harvesting long beans, bok choy, radish and carrots, figuring he wants some stir fry vegetables. He decided to steam 4 cups of those red spotted rice before going out and getting a bacon in the veranda. Even when in modern China, he really likes to cook that his mom when she is still alive, likes to eat his food very much.

Ling xi really likes to be thankful for the previous owner of this house for doing all of this so that  he doesn't have to look for his own food. The fire is not that hard to make because they have matches and the cooking set is like a box made of bricks where you put the fire inside of it to burn and just put your yok or something on the small opening on its counter and a bonus point, the brick doesn't turn hot even though the opening is scorching fire.

After cooking my food, I look at the surrounding asking myself why is it so bright even when looking outside it is currently dark, when I look at those white crystal balls on different places which i thought as a decoration gives a soft light illuminating the whole house.

I again bowed to the previous owner for his ingenuity for solving my lack of lights.

Carrying my plate and bowls, i look at the jars all line up and curiously opens the faucet—yup the jar have a small faucet—pouring myself a drink and tasting it. So refreshing, water with lemon juice and a bit of sweetness.

Eating and drinking my fill, i put it in one of the corners before going out when i see a soft light coming from the garden. The path has a lanterns which is holding the crystal glass making it brightly lit, I followed it to come to a small stream then further south lays a hot spring in one of the clearing.

I decided to take a bath, cleaning my body of sweat and my hair of blood and dirt. I'm the only one in here so i decided to just go home naked than wears my dirty clothes again.

On the sleeping quarter, i found a few clothes carefully folded in the cabinets. Different cloaks are hanging on the driftwood which the branch they fashion as hook. I opened the other drawer holding sashes and simple pins. I decided to just wears the trousers before laying down.

Then it came to me how my mother died, I became all alone, just living on my mother's insurance. How I started working part time in a breakfast bar, Learning to cook more food, i remember dying in a vehicular accident, riding a bus going to school. I remember the cold, cold seep right to the bone even though my back feels hot, a steel bar puncturing my back, the helplessness I feel hearing other people groan and whimpers in pain, how second per second i knew that I'm closer to death, breathing became shallower and slower,the last thing I remember is the paramedics telling me not to close my eyes but I still do.

Then Transmigrating in here,have a staring contest with myself, walking and exploring this place, eating and bathing. The food here is good, the bacon is so delicious, crispy vegetables, the fruits in the table which he doesn't even know it's name is sweet and then even the weird rice is much much better than the rice where he came from.

then straight away i sit up face palming myself and asking 'what i am going to do now when my food's run out? I know how to plants but fishing and hunting games? Nah."

I feel asleep still thinking about my problem.