"Whoa—"

As soon as the day dawned, Chen Yang was aroused by the crow of his own big rooster, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his hands, yawned, and a carp straightened, jumped up from the bed with his hands, and walked out of the back room.

It's been seven or eight days since he went home, the noise of the city has already fallen from Chen Yang's body little by little, the peaceful life in the countryside is like a clear spring, washing him anew, his body is unprecedentedly relaxed and comfortable, like being in a pure land, and the stuffiness in his chest has also been relieved a lot, although there is still a faint pain from time to time!

"Yangyang, get up, I made you your favorite pork soup dumplings today."

Walking out of the back room, Chen Yang saw his mother busy on the stove at first glance.

Seeing his mother's slightly hunched back and old face, Chen Yang carefully calculated, his mother is fifty-five years old this year, and the ruthless years have carved wrinkles on his mother's face, and her temples have grown gray hair early, rough and sallow skin, and silver hair.

Seeing his mother like this, he was sad, Chen Yang really wanted to slap himself in the face for his previous thoughts, the mistake he made was to owe a lot of debt to the bank, and he actually tried in vain to let his parents bear this qiē.

The dignified mountain god master, how can he be troubled by the secular copper smell, maybe there is a little stone into gold spell in the jade and bamboo slips,

Picking up the table of the Eight Immortals, the snow-white ceramic sea bowl is steaming, and the freshly baked pork soup dumplings are filled with a thick aroma of meat and oil.

Mother's homemade pork soup dumplings are really a must, the color is bright, the surface is soft and rosinous, the delicate pork belly filling melts in the mouth, the fragrant juice is wrapped around, and the sunshine shines a little bit, and the tangy aroma of meat can not be surrounded, and you can't stop eating the first bite.

This is the feeling of home, like a warm harbor, so that Chen Yang's small sampan can still have a place to repair and shelter from the wind and rain after experiencing a violent storm and tsunami outside.

Chen Yang has a bad habit, perhaps because he has five sisters on his head, there are many people in the family, and if he doesn't grab food, he will be hungry, eat and gobble up, eat nonsense, five big buns the size of a fist, and disappear after three times five divided by two.

Hurriedly said hello to his mother, Chen Yang took a meteor stride, and was about to walk out of the house in a few clicks, at this moment, a big black shadow rushed towards him, and a pair of huge claws rested on Chen Yang's shoulders.

The mallet, the Chen family's guard dog, weighs 100 kilograms, a purebred Caucasian sheepdog, which was given by a leader a few years ago when Chen Yang's father was a mountain guide for a foreign expedition.

It's only been a few years, and it's incredible that the skinny, weak, and weak puppy has grown into such a behemoth.

In addition, according to the rumors in the village, the mallet has long been mixed into a bully in the cat and dog world in the village, a loud roar, the stray dogs in the whole village, domestic dogs will be moved, not to mention the loess street, that is also a hundred dogs to welcome, majestic for a while.

patted the brain melon of the mallet, and removed the pair of giant claws from his shoulders, weighing nearly two hundred catties, the strength was really not ordinary.

Life in the countryside is quiet, without the noise of the city, without the traffic of the city, it seems very clean and quiet, only the sound of chickens and dogs.

Walking on the winding paths of the mountain village, Chen Yang's heart that has been weathered in the city and the warmth of human affection has gradually warmed up, there is no deceit between people, intrigues, some are just simple rural customs, the relationship between people is very simple, at least the smile is sincere.

Without paying attention, Chen Yang unknowingly walked out of the village, the spring breeze swept his cheeks, itchy, warm, how many years have not felt like this.

Inadvertently, Chen Yang recalled that when he was a child, he went up to the tree to dig out bird eggs, went down to the river to fish and shrimp, broke sticks in the field, dug sweet potatoes, and had a barbecue party with his friends.

Forget it, I don't want to have these things that I don't have, Chen Yang found a secret place not far from the village, on a small hill a few miles apart, and sat cross-legged on a large bluestone, a roll of jade and bamboo slips spread out, floating in the air strangely.

Jade bamboo slips, a piece of natural jade finely carved, with gold wire series into a book, each piece of bamboo slips are carved with ten different forms, strange words.

Some resemble wild beasts, some resemble swords, and some resemble mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, flowers, grasses, fish and insects......

This is an innate divine text, each word contains a vast amount of information, a large amount of content, all-encompassing, all-encompassing, there are fairy spells, divination predictions, cultivation methods, etc., it can be said to be an ancient encyclopedia.

Chen Yang concentrated his mind and focused his gaze on the first character on the first bamboo slip, which was shaped like a giant python with two horns, its body seemed to be winding and writhing, and a long snake letter came out of its mouth, as if it was alive.

According to the inheritance and memory of the mountain god, this is a Taoist word, containing innate secrets, unpredictable, condensing the general trend of heaven and earth, this word can be understood for decades, or even hundreds of years.

Chen Yang closed his eyes and concentrated, emptying his mind of a miscellaneous thought, his mind was empty and long, and he kept copying the form of this Taoist character in his heart.

Time is like fine sand in the palm of his hand, slipping from between his fingers little by little, and beads of sweat the size of beans also appeared on Chen Yang's forehead, sliding downward, soaking a large piece of the big bluestone under his buttocks.

This is the method of visualization recorded in the inheritance of the mountain gods, which can engrave all things in the heart of heaven and earth, which consumes the spirit and body very much, if it is a person with weak bones, maybe this time he will get a serious illness, and recuperate for ten days and half a month.

As his visualization deepened, Chen Yang saw a different world from usual, with majestic mountains, rushing rivers, bubbling clear springs, roaring beasts in the mountains and forests, birds soaring in the sky, wild flowers blooming in the fields, and passers-by walking......

At this moment, a golden mountain floated gently in Chen Yang's sea of knowledge.

Knowing the sea, the ocean formed by the convergence of consciousness and thinking, there is a trace of the past, even the memory of the most inadvertent little thing,

In the sea of knowledge, the waves are rolling, a golden mountain floats quietly, let the waves beat, the lines do not move, the trees on the golden mountain are rich and vigorous, the branches are luxuriant, the grass is abundant, the flowers are beautiful, and there are even tigers, leopards and jackals, all kinds of fierce beasts roar in the mountains and forests, birds soar in the sky, a golden spring flows from the mountains, and the fish play in the water, so happy.

This is the origin mark of the inheritance of the mountain gods of the past dynasties, the golden mountain is as small as dust, but it is more majestic than the mountains that stretch for thousands of miles in the real world.

Chen Yang uses consciousness as a bridge and thinking as a link, trying to communicate the origin imprint of the mountain gods, so as to better visualize the word "Tao".

The golden mountain trembled slightly, subtle and immeasurable, but Chen Yang still caught it, and suddenly Chen Yang's understanding of the word "Dao" went to a higher level, no longer staying at the bottom level, and a grain of colorful brilliance appeared out of nothing from Chen Yang's dantian and appeared out of thin air.

Chen Yang was pleasantly surprised, this is the chaotic energy, the beginning of all things, the source of heaven and earth, which can attract wind, gather thunder, turn water, and turn into fire, containing all kinds of incredible and wonderful powers.

This chaotic energy is like a rainbow, condensed by the five colors of light, dazzling, dazzling, like flowing beautiful notes, dancing.

It's a pity that the chaotic energy is too little, but it's the size of a grain of rice, after all, Chen Yang has just received the inheritance of the mountain god, and he is a fledgling, so he can only do this.

In Chen Yang's inheritance and memory, the mountain gods of the ancient era all have boundless mana, vast magical powers, enjoy the incense of all the people, the people's wishes, have monstrous might, can reverse the general trend of mountains and rivers, the direction of rivers and rivers, detain underground dragon veins, deter wild beasts, and all kinds of magical spells, which cannot be described one by one.

It's a pity, this is the era of the end of the law, the avenue is declining, all kinds of magical spells are suppressed by this heaven and earth, and there is no one in the power, only a few tricks, and small magical powers can be cast.

After another hour or three, the visualization seemed to stagnate, and fell into a quagmire, and there was no new understanding, and if you wanted to hurry, you could not reach it, and I am afraid that today can only end here.

Chen Yang stood up, put away the jade and bamboo slips, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the village.

As soon as I walked to the door of the house, I happened to meet my next-door neighbor, Second Uncle Lin, who was hurriedly carrying a fancy small bamboo basket and covering it with a flower cloth, looking hurried, not knowing what was in a hurry.

This Second Uncle Lin, formerly known as Lin Jianguo, is eight out of fifty today, the second oldest in his family, and most of the juniors in the village call him Second Uncle Lin.

"Second Uncle Lin, what are you doing early this morning?" Chen Yang greeted him very politely, the villagers were not as indifferent as in the city.

"Isn't this the sixth son of the Chen family, when will he come back?" Chen Yang is the sixth in the family, and there are five sisters on it, known as the five golden flowers in the village, so I don't know when the title of the sixth son fell to Chen Yang.

Little Liuzi, Little Liuzi, when I heard this nickname, it was like the name of the little eunuch next to the Queen Mother Lafayette in the Qing Palace play.

When he was a child, who dared to call this nickname was the elders, and Chen Yang also turned his face, but most adults would not care about children, but this name became a household name in the village and became known to everyone, and became Chen Yang's exclusive name.

"Didn't you just go back and leave a big circle outside the village?" Chen Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, and after a long time in the outside world, his mentality was naturally different from when he was a child, and he would no longer care about these bullshit things.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back, as the saying goes, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels, and the village is no worse than the city people in these years." Second Uncle Lin opened his big mouth, and a mouthful of smoky black teeth was exposed, but it made Chen Yang feel more cordial.

"It's really bad luck today, the Tibetan mastiff in the family gave birth to cubs, and they gave birth to two, and all of them are dying, no way, I'm bad luck at home, and I'm going to throw them into the hillside." Second Uncle Lin gently pulled open the flower cloth, and two fluffy puppies leaked out, one was snow-white and flawless, and the other had blue hair, like a blue diamond.

Chen Yang looked at it, the two Tibetan mastiff cubs were in a very poor state, with more air out and less air intake, and it was difficult to even move, so they could only tremble slightly in the bamboo basket, which was very pitiful and unbearable.

Chen Yang fixed his eyes and observed carefully, it turned out that this was the case, he actually felt a very strong chaotic energy from these two puppies.

This is a typical overnutrition, how can such a vigorous chaotic energy be borne by their nascent, delicate body, this violent power in the limbs, meridians, and acupoints of the little Tibetan mastiff is rushing around, impacting, immortal.

"Second Uncle Lin, why don't you give me these two little cubs, I still have a hundred-year-old ginseng beard at home, maybe I can save it."

"Okay, I'll give it to you, anyway, it can't be saved, and the dead horse should be treated as a live horse doctor." Second Uncle Lin didn't feel much sadness, and handed the bamboo basket to Chen Yang very happily.

Chen Yang lifted the small bamboo basket and returned to his house happily, this is an innate spirit beast, mentioned in the inheritance memory of the mountain god, it is the most suitable to become a town mountain beast.

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