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Baiqueshan Chapter 1 Fairy Spirit

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    Yang Junshan was horrified, and he sat up suddenly. Only then did he realize that he was actually on a wooden bed. As he shook violently, the wooden bed under him also grinned in protest.  .

    The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, the familiar furnishings in the house, exuding the long-lost warmth and nature everywhere, plucking away bit by bit the things that had long been solidified deep in Yang Junshan¡¯s memory.  come out.

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

    How did I become a half-grown child?

    Before this idea appeared in Yang Junshan's mind, a more powerful idea exploded in his mind, leaving him stunned: This is what I looked like a hundred years ago, I am reborn!

    The current memory and the experience a hundred years later began to exclude each other in the mind. Scenes of memories from different periods and places emerged in confusion. The confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan completely confused, until a white and tender little hand waved in front of his eyes.  It became clearer and clearer, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

    A pink and tender face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight. He chuckled and said: "Brother, brother, I'm back to my soul, I'm back to my soul!"

    Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color. He looked at the cute little girl in front of him and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

    The little girl chuckled, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said with a sweet voice: "Brother is in a daze and doesn't even recognize the little girl? You have been lying beside the bed in a daze for an hour, thinking about Baqueshan  Is it about the paddock?"

    The little girl's words caused the memory in Yang Junshan's mind to instantly look back from a hundred years ago, until a scene that happened a hundred years ago in Yang Junshan's memory reappeared in his mind, and then completely merged with the scene in front of him. The scene in his previous life.  After a hundred years of vicissitudes, the prodigal son finally fully integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

    The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side. She turned her back and held the edge of the bed with her hands, then sat side by side with Yang Junshan. Her sweet childish voice continued: "Listen to Dad and Uncle Baishan.  He said that the fairy things in Baqueshan Paddock are all leftovers from people¡¯s picks, and it¡¯s also very dangerous. There are often vicious beasts that eat people, can you please stop it?¡±

    Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head. This is my mother's braid for me so early in the morning!"

    Scenes from the past life kept flashing back and forth in his mind. Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Don't worry, little sister, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, the fairy objects have also been selected by Shanshan Sect and other high-ranking families."  Wheel, but there may not be some high-quality fairy things in it that they haven¡¯t discovered before. Maybe the eldest brother is lucky and just found it.¡±

    "How can it be so easy!"

    A voice made Yang Junshan's eyes skip to his younger sister Yang Junxin. A little boy who was two or three years younger than him but had a similar appearance had been standing at the door. Hearing Yang Junshan's words, he curled his lips and said: "  Big brother, dad finally begged for a piece of earthy yellow stone from grandma. Although it is not good, it can still be regarded as a middle-grade fairy. Since grandpa passed away, our family has been in trouble. Big brother, you don¡¯t know. For this piece  My father may have been ridiculed by his fourth and fifth uncles for fairy things. Except for Shanshan Sect and several sects in Yu County, there are not many people who can afford the middle-grade fairy.  I only used a piece of mid-grade fairy spirit when I made it, so you better insist on going to Baque Mountain, how dangerous it is there!"

    The age difference between Yang Junshan and his second brother is less than two years. The two have been fighting a lot since they were young because they were close in age. A few days ago, they had an argument over the ownership of a bow. Yang Junshan took advantage of his age and strength.  Taking the mulberry bow from the second brother's hand, the second brother cried at his parents for a while. It was not until his father promised to buy him a mulberry bow when he was twelve years old that he stopped.

    Yang Junshan looked at his second brother with a face full of blame and a hint of worry. Recalling the more than a hundred years of experience in his sleep, his heart couldn't help but feel warm. He said warmly: "Don't worry, second brother, I'm just going to Baique."  Shan, if you find nothing, it¡¯s not too late to come back and use the earthy yellow stone to call the spirits. If I¡¯m lucky, brother, I can find other immortal spirits, and then the earthy yellow stone will belong to you, second brother!¡±

    Yang Junping's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he thought of something again and muttered: "If you had talked to me like this the day before yesterday, I wouldn't have fought with you about that mulberry bow. I know that dad bought that mulberry bow just for you.  Go to Baiqueshan.¡±

    Yang Junshan saw his second brother muttering at the side and couldn't help but ask: "Second brother, what did you say?"

    Yang Junping snorted and said, "I don't want your earthy yellow stone. You put it lightly., as if you are sure to get the fairy spirit, but you don¡¯t know how dangerous it is there?  I think you should hurry up and use the earth yellow stone to call the spirit. The tiger of the blacksmith Zhang's family in the east of our village is one year younger than you. He has a third-class qualification. He is almost successful in summoning the spirit after practicing with you. Zhang Huzi is in front of us.  I've shown off so many times, if you don't call the spirit again, I think we won't be able to defeat him next time.  "

    Yang Junshan jumped down from the edge of the bed, walked up to his second brother, smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

    After that, he walked past him and opened the door and left his room. Yang Junping was left with some confusion as he shrugged the shoulder that was patted by his elder brother, turned to look at Yang Junshan's back, and then followed him.  He walked out and muttered words at the same time, not knowing what he was talking about.

    Outside the house, Yang Tian had just smoked out a pot of dry tobacco, and was sitting on the millstone banging the pot, while the ash inside fell.

    This jade-spout wind-milled copper pipe pot is a high-grade magical artifact that Yang Tianggang finally obtained through the relationship of Yang Junshan's third aunt Yang Tianfang. For this high-grade magical artifact, Yang Tiangang spent almost half of his family's wealth.  Entering the village, Yang Junshan's family also lived a hard life. It wasn't until three years ago that Yang Tianggang separated and lived alone and came to Tuqiu Village, Huangtu Town, Mengyu County to work as the village leader, and things gradually improved.

    There are two small bags hanging on Yang Tiangang's pipe pot. One is sewn with ordinary black cloth and contains a bulging bag of shredded tobacco. He usually smokes this; while the other, a smaller brocade bag, looks shriveled.  Quite a few.

    However, Yang Junshan knew that the shredded tobacco contained in this brocade bag was a kind of low-grade spiritual grass and cold jade tobacco leaves. When he smoked it in his mouth, there was a hint of aura in the coldness, which made people feel relaxed and happy. That was Yang Tiangang  It is usually smoked when you are happy about a happy event or when guests come to visit.

    Moreover, Yang Junshan also knew that his father's brocade bag was not only used to hold cold jade tobacco. This brocade bag was also a small storage bag, which could hold many items much larger than this brocade bag.  something.

    Seeing Yang Junshan come out, Yang Tiangang took out the pot in the black tobacco bag, dug out a pot of shredded tobacco, then pinched it with his hands, rubbed his thumb and index finger, sparks flickered, and the pot was lit immediately, "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah."  After taking two puffs, he exhaled a cloud of white smoke, looked at Yang Junshan, and said, "Have you thought about it?"

    Yang Junshan¡¯s face was childish, but his expression was determined. He nodded and said, ¡°I¡¯ve thought about it, let¡¯s go to Baque Mountain!¡±

    "Where are you going? Where are you going?"

    Han Xiumei looked anxious and walked out of the kitchen quickly, shouting loudly. She shook her hands, and her hands covered with water suddenly became dry. Then she stretched out a finger and tapped Yang Junshan's forehead.  , scolded: "Little bastard, do you know where Baque Mountain is? Those big sect members are all uneasy and kind, saying nice things about giving everyone a chance, but only letting children in and not allowing adults to follow, then  What's the difference between going to death? You're not allowed to go, I'm going to break your legs!"

    Yang Junshan avoided his mother's finger, but no matter how he shook his head, Han Xiumei's finger could accurately hit his forehead. In desperation, Yang Junshan had to protect his forehead with his hands and shouted: "Oh, it hurts.  It hurts, mom, don¡¯t worry, it¡¯ll be fine.¡±

    When Han Xiumei heard this, she became even more furious. She retracted her finger and before Yang Junshan could rejoice, she slapped him on the back of his head and staggered him, saying: "What do you know, little bastard? Is it easy for my mother to raise you so easily?  Your father went to great lengths to find the Tuhuang Stone for you, but you had to go to Baque Mountain! Even if you had the ability to come back from Baque Mountain, would you be able to find a better fairy than the Tuhuang Stone?  It has been plundered by so many people, but there are still good things left!¡±

    Yang Junshan just giggled "hehe". Han Xiumei didn't know that this was a common trick used by her son who was determined to resist him to the end. Worried in her heart, she had to turn to Yang Tiangang and said, "Master, what do you say?"

    Yang Tianggang took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke covered his face. Then he slowly asked Yang Junshan: "You usually pay less attention to one thing. How about your bow and arrow shooting skills?"  You¡¯ve been practicing for a year just to go to Baique Mountain?¡±

    Yang Junshan touched his head, smiled and said: "Yes!"

    Yang Tianggang smoked a dry cigarette "chichi" without saying a word. Yang Junping and Yang Junxin did not dare to speak when they came out of the house. The family stood in the yard waiting for Yang Tiangan to make up his mind.

    After finishing another pot of dry cigarettes, Yang Tiangang knocked the ashes, glanced at Yang Junshan, and said: "Then go!"

    When Han Xiumei heard this, she immediately became anxious and said loudly: "Master, you"

    Yang Tiangang waved his hand, interrupted Han Xiumei and said: "Okay."??, the boss rarely focuses on one thing for such a long time. Since he has been preparing to go to Baiqueshan a year ago, and has also practiced archery for this purpose, I will take him there in three days.  "

    Seeing that Han Xiumei was still worried, Yang Tiangang said again: "At that time, we will just let him wander around Baque Mountain. There won't be much danger. At most, we will get nothing!"
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