Chapter 1

My name is Qi Guoqiang. My name is taken by my father. It means that the country is rich and the people are strong. My father didn't know big words. He was a stonemason who worked for his ancestors in beiluban. It is said that he didn't sleep for several nights in order to take my name. Until later, the big trumpet at the east end of the village kept the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people and self-improvement all day, which was just right for my father. Thus, originally intended to give me the name dog egg, became a national power.

However, the name Qi Guoqiang has only been used for three years since I was born

In the early years, my father was idle, lazy and shameless by my uncle's neighbors. At that time, he was still alone in his thirties. Once he had an epiphany, he tore off his face and begged his uncle and villagers to say a marriage. Later, my mother was fooled by all kinds of words. Of course, she may also be moved by my father's honesty and honesty. Finally, she married and became a family.

In order to make a living, my father followed my uncle and they worked as stonemasons. The days were getting better and better day by day. The next year I came to this world, a family of three. Although I was not rich, my livelihood was stable, and my father loved my mother.

However, the time of all this is so short that even I remember it very vaguely now.

An old bachelor in the neighboring village didn't know where to get some money. He wanted to repair his house and ask for a daughter-in-law. He urgently needed a batch of stones to make the house foundation. These days, his father and uncle both dug stones at the top of a mountain. At noon, those closest to home came home for dinner. Those who were a little away, like my father, were sent by their families.

My mother and I came to the quarry and shouted at my father. My father knew to stop work. At this time, Uncle Wang shouted to his father, "come and see what this is."

My father was six or seven meters away from Uncle Wang, and there were countless rubble between them. For a moment, I couldn't see what Uncle Wang was talking about. He joked, "you can't get anything."

Father was really hungry and didn't bother to talk to Uncle Wang. He came towards us as he said. However, Uncle Wang raised his voice and said to us, "which dog day cheated you, come and see."

His surprise really aroused our interest. He glanced around us in the direction of Uncle Wang's fingers. At the same time, the scene he saw startled us all. Just now Uncle Wang was chiseling the stone, but he went down with this hammer. After the stone was separated, there was a toad half the size of a washbasin in the stone. Maybe Uncle Wang's strength was stronger just now. While separating the stones, the unlucky toad seemed to be divided into five parts, blurred in flesh and blood, splashed with liquid and slurry, and couldn't die anymore.

"It's strange. It's strange. Why is there such a big toad in this stone."

"That's right. I've been a stonemason for more than ten years, and it's the first time I've seen such a strange thing. Which dog lied to you. Just now I remember clearly that when I hit this stone, the stone didn't even have a hole. How did the toad get in? Look, this guy is so big that even if he accidentally got in, he's trapped here What is it that grows so big in the stone... "

"Brother Wang, you're in trouble. The toad can't die." just as his father and Uncle Wang thought carefully, his mother's face was blue and shouted.

"Liu Yaomei, what's wrong with me? Besides, it's not dead yet."

"I can't tell for a moment. Oh, anyway... My eyelids suddenly jump very badly. Something may happen..."

Mother's words just finished, suddenly there was a roar, and a large boulder rolled down from the mountain, just where we were standing. At the moment when I was about to be hit by a stone, my mother took the lead in returning to God and pushed me hard. I was like a broken kite. My body flew upside down for several meters, and my head hit a raised small stone and fainted. When I woke up, the old and young men in the village appeared in the quarry. I picked up the crowd. Uncle, seven or eight of them were working together to lift a boulder. Under the boulder, I saw the shadow of my father and mother. As for Uncle Wang, one leg was pressed under the boulder, and he just lost one leg

The funeral of my parents was arranged by my uncle's neighbors. When this matter was handled properly, the villagers advised my uncle to adopt me. Anyway, I was also a blood relative with him, and now I only have a relative I can rely on. However, in the end, even if the old village head met several people, he could not change his uncle's cruel decision.

"You who want to raise, who raise, my family has four mouths waiting to eat, I can't afford it anyway."

For one thing, the people in the village are poor. For another, every family has a family. No one wants to take over my hot potato. In this case, I would starve to death in a few days, but just when everyone pushed me around, an old man changed my fate.

There is a mountain in the west of our village. There are three broken temples with tiled houses on the mountain. They can't even tell the old village head about the specific construction date. This small temple has long been deserted and dilapidated, overgrown with weeds, and no one in the village takes care of it. Let it be destroyed by wind and rain. Maybe it will be completely in ruins in a period of time.

When my mother first conceived me, two outsiders came to our village. One is a Taoist priest in a bun and a ragged Taoist robe. At least he should be 50 or 60 years old. Although the old Taoist priest is a little sloppy, he looks very kind. At least he won't be annoying at first sight. He was accompanied by a little boy of about three or four years old, who may have long-term malnutrition and thin skin and corpus luteum. Their combination attracted the curiosity of the villagers. Originally, they thought they were just passing by, but they didn't think they had no intention to leave. Finally, they lived in the broken temple on the mountain.

On weekdays, the old and young are self-sufficient. When they have a little leisure, the old Taoist will make a special trip down the mountain to the village to chat with women for recreation. Once born and twice cooked, the old Taoist priest had a good relationship with those old women in a short time. Of course, the fundamental reason is not that everyone likes to listen to his old and dirty words, but that he has the ability to cure diseases.

"You don't ask for a big house of gold and silver, clothes and food. You go to the yellow spring regardless of poverty, injury and illness. The life of mandarin ducks and butterflies is a blessing that can only be cultivated for ten generations. However, you have fulfilled your wish and left a child who did evil."

"What are you talking about at this time?"

"Hey, it's not easy for you to bring along your family. Fortunately, it's OK for me to be a crazy old Taoist. In this way, I'll take care of this evil making doll."

"You, you care?"

"Doll, would you like to follow me?"

Although I was young at that time, I could still feel the indifference and dislike in the eyes of the villagers, and the wrinkled face in front of me and the care in the eyes were like that of my mother and father. Plus, I'm no stranger to him. "Master, I'll talk to you."

"Good, good baby, come on, get on the master's back and I'll carry you up the mountain."

The old Taoist's surname is yuan and his name is Yuanqiu. I don't know which mountain and view he used to be, but his accent is not much different from our local people, that is, he is from Sichuan and Chongqing. As for the little boy who followed the Taoist priest in Yuanqiu, his name was Jiang Yilong. The Taoist priest in Yuanqiu adopted a poor man who was close to me on the way.

On the second day of going up the mountain, the Taoist priest asked me to change my mouth from master to master, and Jiang Yilong will be my senior brother from now on. The whole process of accepting disciples and worshiping teachers is very simple. It's a rite to kowtow to Taoists in the yuan and autumn.

"There are not so many miscellaneous rules in my school. In short, you should remember to respect teachers and respect the way, and you must not be a treacherous villain."

"Old Taoist... Master, I know." maybe I was worried that he would drive me down the mountain if I didn't say a word. I quickly added, "don't worry. I'll listen to whatever you say in the future."

"Hey, you doll is also clever and good." Yuanqiu smiled and touched my head, but the smile on his face soon sank again, and the forehead wrinkles. "Guoqiang, it's no wonder you have this robbery. Your eight characters are too light and your name is too hard. Your original surname is Qi. Coupled with Guoqiang, the whole family runs the country and the world is peaceful, your life can't afford or hold down. Now, since you are my apprentice, although you can't change your life, it's no problem to change your name and change your luck."

Jiang Yilong said casually, "master, why don't you change your junior brother into Jiang Guoqiang."

"You guy, I changed his name, not his last name." Yuan Qiu stroked the goat's beard and said after a long time: "if you are not indifferent, you can't express your ambition, if you are not quiet, you can't go far. Later, you will be called Zhiyuan and Qi Zhiyuan."

Since then, there has been one more person in this broken temple on the mountain. Although our life is poor, here I can feel that I am a little apprentice spoiled by my master and loved by my senior brother.

Time flies. Autumn and winter come. I didn't expect to stay on the mountain for ten years when I promised to follow the old Taoist up the mountain. In the past ten years, I have never been down the mountain once. Perhaps it is because I know that the people at the foot of the mountain are indifferent to human nature, or because even I feel that this way of life in the mountain temple really belongs to me.

In fact, even though I have lived with master on the mountain for ten years, it gives me the feeling that master is covered with a mysterious veil. I'm afraid my eldest martial brother and I know him only the tip of the iceberg.

Originally, I also wanted to continue to maintain this situation, so that my eldest martial brother and I had enough time to understand master, know Master, learn to be a man with master, learn grass breaking disease with master, learn divination, Xiangren and even Xuanmen magic arts with master

However, as master often said, everything has its own destiny!