Chapter 1

Yang Junshan was horrified and startled. He suddenly sat up and found himself on a wooden bed. With his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested.

Familiar wooden beds, familiar beams, familiar rafters, familiar walls and familiar furnishings in the house exude a long lost warmth and nature everywhere, picking out the things that have long solidified in Yang Junshan's memory.

The only thing that made him unfamiliar was his half shrunk body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes.

How did I become a half child?

This idea had not yet appeared in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful idea had exploded in his mind, which stunned him: This is what Laozi was like a hundred years ago, Laozi was reborn!

The memory of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later began to repel each other in the mind. The memories of different periods and places emerged in disorder. The disorder of time and space made Yang Junshan completely in a trance. Yang Junshan didn't come back until a white tender hand shook more and more clearly in front of him.

A small pink face with a dimple like flower suddenly appeared in his sight. "Giggle" smiled and said: "brother, brother, come back, come back!"

Yang Junshan rekindled the color in his eyes, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked with a trace of disbelief: "little sister?"

With a smile, the little girl took back her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes and said, "brother, don't you even know your little sister? You've been lying by the bed for an hour and thinking about Baique mountain paddock?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly go back from a hundred years later, until the scene that happened a hundred years ago in Yang Junshan's memory reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him. The prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally fully integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back, supported the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan. The sweet and greasy child voice then said: "listen to dad and uncle Baishan, the fairies in Baique mountain paddock are left over by others, and it's still very dangerous. Fierce animals often haunt and eat people. Can't brother go?"

Yang Junshan fondly touched his sister's head, which made Yang Junxin reluctant: "Oh, don't touch your head, but my mother braided it for me early in the morning!"

Scenes from previous lives flickered back and forth in his mind. Yang Junshan said with a smile: "little sister, rest assured that although Baique mountain is dangerous, the fairy things have also been selected for two rounds by zhenshanzong and other noble families, but there may not be high-quality fairy things they haven't found. Maybe brother is lucky and just finds them."

"Where is so easy!"

A voice made Yang Junshan's eyes jump over his younger sister Yang Junxin. A little boy two or three years younger than him, but with a similar face, stood at the door all the time. When he heard Yang Junshan's words, he glanced and said: "Brother, Dad finally asked for a piece of earth Yellowstone from Grandma. Although it's not good, it can barely be regarded as a middle-class fairy. How difficult our family has been since grandpa died. Brother, you don't know. For this fairy thing, dad may have been ridiculed by the fifth uncle and their people. Apart from several clan families in shake mountain sect and Yu County, he can afford it There aren't many fairies to taste. Even when dad called the fairies, he only used a piece of Chinese fairies. You'd better insist on going to Baique mountain. How dangerous it is! "

Yang Junshan and his second younger brother are only less than two years old. Since they were young, they didn't fight less because they were close to each other. A few days ago, they argued over the ownership of a bow. Yang Junshan took the mulberry bow from his second younger brother with great strength. The second younger brother cried and quarreled with his parents for a while until his father promised to buy him a mulberry bow when he was twelve. This is a good thing Just stopped.

Yang Junshan looked at his second younger brother with a trace of worry in his face of blame. Recalling the more than 100 years of experience in his sleep, his heart was not warm. He said in a warm voice: "don't worry, second brother, just go to Baique mountain. If you get nothing, it's not too late to call the spirit with the earth Yellowstone. If you're lucky, big brother, I find other fairies, then the earth Yellowstone will belong to you!"

Yang Junping's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he thought of something and muttered, "if you talked to me like this the day before yesterday, the mulberry bow won't argue with you. I know that dad bought the mulberry bow to go to Baique mountain for you."

Yang Junshan saw his second brother muttering aside and asked, "what are you talking about, second brother?"

Yang Junping groaned: "I don't want your earth Yellowstone. It's as light as you say. You don't know how dangerous it is there. I think you'd better use the earth Yellowstone to summon the spirit. The tiger of Blacksmith Zhang's family in the east of our village is one year younger than you. He is a third-class asset. He is about to summon the spirit with you. Tiger Zhang shows off in front of us How many times, if you don't summon the spirit again, I think we can't beat him next time. "

Yang Junshan jumped down from the edge of the bed, walked up to his second brother, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "don't worry, it'll be fine."

After saying that, he walked past him, opened the door and left his house. Yang Junping shrugged his shoulder patted by his eldest brother, turned his head and looked at Yang Junshan's back, and then walked out behind him. At the same time, he said something in his mouth. He didn't know what he was talking about.

Outside, Yang Tiangang had just smoked out a pot of dry tobacco. He was sitting on the grinding plate "Dangdang" knocking at the cigarette bag pot, and the ash inside rustled down.

This Jade mouth wind mill copper cigarette bag pot is a top-grade magic weapon that Yang Tiangang managed to get from the relationship between Yang Tianfang, Yang Junshan's three aunts. For this top-grade magic weapon, Yang Tiangang built almost half of his family. Therefore, the Yang Junshan family also lived a hard time until Yang Tiangang separated three years ago, When I came to tuqiu village, wasteland town, Mengyu county and became a village leader, my life gradually improved.

Yang Tiangang hung two small bags on his cigarette bag pot. One was sewn with ordinary black cloth and contained a bulging bag of cut tobacco. In ordinary times, he smoked this; And the other small brocade bag looks a lot shriveled.

However, Yang Junshan knew that the cut tobacco in the brocade bag was a kind of spiritual grass cold jade tobacco of the lower grade of the law. When he smoked it in his mouth, it was cold with a touch of aura, which made him feel relaxed and happy. It was only used by Yang Tiangang when he was happy at a happy event or when there were guests visiting.

Moreover, Yang Junshan also knows that his father's brocade bag is not only used to hold cold jade cut tobacco, but also a small storage bag, which can hold many things much larger than this brocade bag.

Seeing that Yang Junshan came out, Yang Tiangang took out the cigarette pot in the black cigarette bag, dug a pot of cut tobacco slowly, and then pinched it with his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger, the spark flickered, and the cigarette pot was lit immediately. "Bata Bata" sucked two mouthfuls and spit out a mass of white smoke, looked at Yang Junshan and said, "think about it?"

Yang Junshan's face was young, but his face was firm and resolute. He nodded and said, "if you want to, go to Baique mountain!"

"To what? To what?"

Han Xiumei walked out of the kitchen with a look of panic, shouting loudly. Her hands were shaking, and her hands were dry. Then she stretched out a finger and lit Yang Junshan's forehead one by one, scolding: "Little rabbit, do you know where Baique mountain is? Those big families are uneasy and kind-hearted. They give everyone a chance, but they only let children in and don't let adults follow. What's the difference between being killed? Don't go, just don't go. If you go, I'll break your leg!"

Yang Junshan was hiding from his mother's fingers, but no matter how he shook his head, Han Xiumei's finger could accurately point his forehead. However, Yang Junshan had to protect his forehead with his hand and shouted, "Oh, it hurts. Don't worry, mom, it'll be fine."

Han Xiumei was even more angry. She took back her fingers and waited for Yang Junshan to rejoice. A slap had fallen on the back of his head and hit him staggering, saying: "What do you know, little rabbit? Is it so easy to raise you? Your father wasted so much time to get you Yellowstone. No, he has to go to Baique mountain! Even if you have the ability to come back from Baique mountain, can you find a better fairy than Yellowstone? I don't know how many people have searched there. Where else are good things left!"

Yang Junshan just giggled "hey hey". Han Xiumei didn't know that this was the usual trick her son had made up his mind to fight him to the end. Worried, she had to turn to Yang Tiangang and said, "what do you say about being the head of the family?"

Yang Tiangang took a puff of smoke, and the smoke covered his face. Then he slowly opened his mouth and asked Yang Junshan, "you've always been less concerned about one thing. You've practiced archery for a year, but you're going to Baique mountain?"

Yang Junshan touched his head, smiled and said, "yes!"

Yang Tiangang "hiss" smokes dry tobacco and doesn't speak. Yang Junping and Yang Junxin dare not speak out of the house. The family stands in the yard waiting for Yang Tiangang to make up their mind.

After another pot of dry tobacco, Yang Tiangang knocked the ash, glanced at Yang Junshan and said, "then go!"

Han Xiumei was worried and said in a loud voice, "you are in charge of the family..."

Yang Tian just waved, interrupted Han Xiumei and said, "well, the boss seldom focuses on one thing for such a long time. Since he was going to Baique mountain a year ago, he also practiced archery. I'll take him three days later."

Seeing that Han Xiumei was still worried, Yang Tiangang said, "at that time, just let him walk around the periphery of Baique mountain. There won't be too much danger. It's a big deal to get nothing!"