People always have to vent, at least to reduce their own psychological pressure. Crying or laughing, rolling and splashing, or even intermittent madness. Yang Chen's method may be more in line with his identity as a talent, using singing to reduce his pressure, which is much healthier than Yang Chen's method of sitting at a computer desk and handing himself over to his left or right hand in his previous life.

After venting, Yang Chen exhaled with relief, tidied up his clothes, and carefully looked at his current appearance from the mirror. is still the appearance of that little white face, thin and slightly pale cheeks, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a big bag of red and purple on his forehead, which is very exciting. "Alas, even if it's rebirth, I'll change my style, I can't always be the standard hardware of this ** silk, so let's have a look at a style with a different phase and purple air." Yang Chen cursed God in his heart, of course, there is still what kind of king.

After drinking the bitter decoction, Yang Chen proposed to take a bath and change clothes. At first, he was strongly opposed by Yang's mother, on the grounds that Yang Chen's body was already weak, and then he came back from the dead, how could he suffer from the wind and cold again. But under Yang Chen's repeated insistence, he finally reluctantly agreed. Just because of this reluctantly agreed, Yang Chen flashed around the courtyard and danced for a long time to prove that his body was completely recovered and he could take a bath.

Stepping into the hot water tub, Yang Chen put down everything in his heart and calmed down to enjoy this beautiful bathing time. But beauty is always short-lived, when Yang's mother entered the room with toiletries, Yang Chen was already like a frightened little chick, curled up in the corner of the bathtub, not to mention that Yang's mother was going to rub Yang Chen's back. Although the bath bucket was not big, Yang Chen still desperately squeezed to the bottom of the bucket, and even accompanied by intermittent trembling. Yang Chen refused again and again, but Yang's mother insisted on helping Yang Chen rub his back, persuaded again and again, and even begged Yang Chen to reluctantly agree, but only to rub his back.

But when Yang Chen carefully exposed his back, Yang's mother was stunned. "Neyan, how did you get your back, why did you get so many scars." Mother Yang said as she washed Yang Chen's back with water, as if she was very distressed, but the movements of her hands were extremely gentle. Yang Chen was also puzzled in his heart, but he didn't feel that he was there.

"Ah, a tiger!" Mother Yang suddenly exclaimed.

"Tiger? What tigers? Yang Chen couldn't help but get nervous, but thought carefully in his heart, "Where is the tiger, in broad daylight, and in the room where the window door is closed, where is the tiger?" Yang Chen smiled at his mother, "Mother must be joking, why is there only a tiger, but there is a chicken in the soup, hehe." ”

I don't want to be behind it, but there is no sound coming out, and the silence is a little scary. Yang Chen's heart tightened again, and he turned around cautiously and said, "Mother, mother!" What happened to you? Seeing Yang Chen turn around, Yang Mu raised her hand and pointed to Yang Chen's back and said, "The tiger is on your back!" ”

Yang Chen was shocked in his heart, and regardless of the danger of walking away, he folded his arm and touched his back. The back is very rough in the hand, and it looks like a pimple caused by allergies on the body, and there are some swings. Yang Chen is also very strange, some pimples are not tigers, right? Tiger, huh? Tiger? Depend on! Tiger, thinking about it, Yang Chen was terrified in his heart, "No, it won't really be as the wheel king said, make some tiger demon remnant soul to replenish my soul, so I have a tiger face as big as countless pimples on my back, right?" How is this called for me? If my mother had known about it and listed herself as a youkai, the taste of roasting on the fire would have been unpleasant. ”

Yang Chen calmed down, and said in a trembling voice, "Mother, it may be some scabies, I haven't bathed and washed in bed for several days, and the dampness and heat are unbearable, I'm afraid that because of this, I have some slight illnesses on the skin, my mother doesn't have to worry, and there must be no tiger." Yang Chen turned around and looked at his mother worriedly, for fear that he would see something.

Yang's mother was still stunned, the scene on Yang Chen's back just now really startled him, Yang Chen's back had some bump-like flesh bulges, as if they were scars formed by newly healed injuries, the key is that these scars are weirdly regular on Yang Chen's back, one after another, outlining a lifelike tiger pattern.

But seeing that the tiger seemed to be standing on top of the mountain boulder, he stood up and looked back, his posture was majestic, and he looked at all beings with a look of majesty and beasts. What's even more surprising is that these fleshy protrusions that seem to be scars show this tiger in detail, and even the expression and eyes are extremely clear, which makes Yang Mu shocked and speechless.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Are you alright? Yang Chen looked at Yang Mu cautiously, and looked at the air to see if there was a way to escape, for fear that Yang Mu would suddenly rise up and correct herself on the spot. Anyway, you are ......, how did you get it on your back? Why is there a ......" Mother Yang had not completely recovered from her surprise, and asked Yang Chen intermittently.

Yang Chen couldn't help but feel relieved, fortunately he didn't discover the secret of his resurrection. I had to say the reason I just said again, thinking that Yang Mu is also a mortal, she must not see any clues, find some excuses to be perfunctory, don't discuss too much on these issues that even he can't understand, Yang Chen is also afraid of any mistakes.

Mother Yang really didn't do a deep study, but she also believed what her son said, after all, her son was a dignified and talented man. Hurriedly put down the things in his hand and went to find some medicine to get rid of the pimple on Yang Chen's back. Yang's mother left, and Yang Chen lay in the bathtub comfortably for the rest of his life, and took a leisurely bath.

Applying the plaster that his mother and Lang Zhong begged for, plus drinking the herbs used to strengthen the body before, Yang Chen had a feeling of pain, and the injury on his forehead had already been wrapped in a white cloth by Yang's mother with a potion, and then lined with the white clothes and white robes worn by his talented master, Yang Chen felt that he was funny, constantly pulling his hair and clothes, embarrassed and a little overwhelmed. Just as the mother was smiling and examining Yang Chen's dog-like appearance, a cough came from outside the house, followed by another sound, "Madam", the voice was low and powerful, and it was extremely penetrating.

Yang's mother agreed, let outsiders enter the door, Yang Chen looked at it, and saw that the person who came was a middle-aged strong man, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while. "What's the matter?" , Yang's mother asked. "Madam, since I have come back from the dead, I will tear down the things used for white affairs such as the spiritual shed in the courtyard, so as not to cause trouble again. I also scattered some money to disperse in the township that came to help, but I was scared away by the words, and I did not thank them. It's just a matter of getting some benefits later. The most embarrassing thing is the coffin, it's not good to go back again, right? I couldn't make up my mind, so I had to ask my wife, but it was absolutely inappropriate to leave it in the courtyard. ”

"Alas, since the words are alive, the things of the Rausch are burned, and the great ones are returned, or shall we keep them for later use? When the time comes, just return some less money. Mother Yang said as she sat down on the bed. Yang's mother seems quite tired, and it is no wonder that when such a thing happens to her son, the mother must be physically and mentally exhausted. While Yang's mother was talking to the strong man, Yang Chen finally remembered that person was the perpetrator of his own rectification, and forcibly endured the resentment in his heart, and secretly looked at this person carefully. Yang Chen, who recovered his memory, also knew that this person had been in his home for some years, with the surname Wang, the name Dahai, and the word Hanbo. Since childhood, Yang's mother has asked Yang Chen to treat it as her own relatives and let him call him uncle. This person is neither a master nor a servant in the Yang family, and his identity is very strange, but no one cares. Yang Chen was a little depressed in his heart, he was beaten by others but couldn't take revenge, it really violated the principle that he must take revenge, but as a talented man with a large number of adults, how could he be angry with the elders who had taken care of him since he was a child? Yang Chen wanted to stop, took a step forward and called, "Uncle is polite." The strong man didn't return the courtesy, but just nervously and slightly embarrassed touched the back of his head and smiled.

Yang Chen also smiled, and the whole scene was filled with an atmosphere of embarrassment, embarrassment, and embarrassment. Uncle Wang, who couldn't hold it back, had to say goodbye and go to the hospital to help. Yang's mother went with her, leaving only Yang Chen laughing dryly in the room, laughing for a long time, Yang Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat on the couch in a daze.

The Yang family courtyard is just an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, which is bare, flat and bright within the walls. There is no place of interest such as grass, trees, mountains and rocks. Yang Chen, who was in a daze in the house, sat on the well platform in the courtyard and continued to be in a daze, watching Yang's mother and uncle command the township to clean up the things used for white things. Yang Chen's heart was depressed, "I am only eighteen years old now, do you really want to continue to be a stupid talent who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains?" Although the official doesn't kneel, there is a bird for this? It's not like the villagers who want to eat and survive. Yes, there is hope to be lifted, but it is not necessarily when, until Fan Jin's age, he doesn't have to enjoy anything, he has already buried half of his body in the loess, so wouldn't he have lived up to his good youth in vain? ”

Yang Chen, who couldn't think of it, decided to go out for a walk, the vast world, there must be a lot to do, at least he can come up with a way out. Just about to go out, the fast-eyed Yang mother had already pounced.

"Where are you going? Although it is early spring, but this year's weather is very cold, if you want to go out, add some clothes, after all, your body is just healing, can not withstand the cold. ”

Yang Chen had no choice but to go back to the house and put on a coat, and then slowly paced out the door leisurely. Yangjiazhuang is very close to Shaoxing Mansion, but it is under the jurisdiction of Huiji County. Shaoxing Prefecture leads eight counties of Shanyin, Huiji, Shangyu, Xiaoshan, Shengxian, Xinchang, Zhuji and Yuyao, and the two counties of Shanyin and Huiji are governed in the same city. The ancients once had the verse "the mountains are evergreen and the water is white, and the people are often home to the mountains and rivers", praising Shaoxing for "the mountains are evergreen, the water is always white", and the climate is humid and pleasant. Yangjiazhuang is also a good place with clear mountains and clear waters, upright early spring, green willows spit green, new swallow mud, a small river passes through the village, the river is overflowing, overflowing green.

Yang Chen walked to the river unconsciously, lowered his head and looked at the sparkling river water and continued to be in a daze, his mind was chaotic. Sitting on the stone beside the willow tree in vain, he sighed suddenly. Yang Chen's sitting posture was a little too unsightly, his legs were divided, his body was leaning back, his head was directly on the willow tree hanging down by Wan Xuan, and his body was swinging like a rage, outlining a good picture of Yang Xianggong appreciating the willows.

Yang Chen was indeed very distressed, and suddenly crossed into this world that he didn't know at all, which made him a little helpless. In his previous life, he was used to being a ** silk otaku, and for the first time, he thought seriously about his future in this unknown world. Yang Chen returned to the problem of making himself depressed, he felt that his identity as a Xiucai was not even as good as a fart, since he woke up, Yang Chen has been desperately searching for memories in his mind about being a Xiucai, coupled with the image of Xiucai in movies and television in his previous life, Xiucai's life has no bright spots, and some are sanctimonious and suave, poignant love with dog blood, plus a sudden cerebral hemorrhage when he was lifted. Yang Chen thought about it, and felt that God was playing with him, and deeply hurt the young heart of this innocent young man.

Yang Chen sat up decadently, stretched out his hand and pulled an emerald willow branch, which destroyed the beautiful scenery in the eyes of the literati and elegant guests. He shook his head irregularly and stood up, shaking the branches in his hands and whipped around. Approaching the river, Yang Chen slowly squatted down, ignoring the mud on the cloth shoes under his feet and the clothes on his body. Pedestrians coming and going on the shore road all paid attention to Yang Chen, and the villagers felt that Yang Chen's image today was a bit contrary to his identity as a talented master. If the old patriarch of the Yang clan saw it, he would have kicked him into the water and asked him to go and ask the ancestors and ancestors to ask for guilt.

Yang Chen ignored it completely, still shook the branch in his hand and beat the water, the more he pumped, the harder he pumped, and the words in his mouth were like crazy. Suddenly, Yang Chen stood up, shook off the willow branch in his hand, raised his head at God, and asked angrily with his halberd finger. The spring breeze rises suddenly, the clothes are fluttering, the hair is messy, the waist is pinched with one hand, and the coquettish appearance of the other hand pointing to the sky is quite the essence of Dr. Qu asking the sky.

Yang Chen, who suddenly burst out, startled passers-by, stopped to watch, and speculated in his heart, "Did Yang Xianggong show off after waking up from falling into the water, and dancing by the river crazy?" There seem to be words in the mouth, is this a new ritual to worship the river god? The villagers in Yangjiazhuang seem to be watching a big show, commenting and relishing, and even occasionally mixed with a few cheers. Now they must regret not carrying melon seeds with them, so if they eat melon seeds and watch Yang Xianggong act, how beautiful life would be.

The classic silk vocabulary accumulated in his previous life, coupled with the existing Yang Xiucai's rich literary skills, Yang Chen's words are amazing, no, they are shocking. Most of them just asked God why he airdropped himself on this land that he couldn't touch the north, and then hoped that God could send him back again, but God was unmoved and speechless. Gradually, Yang Chen's words began to be a little excessive, and the original questioning without a dirty word and anger turned into a scolding in the end, but this scolding is also amazing, slight, shocking, and the same as the look of practicing scolding by the Xingye River in the movie in the world. In the end, Yang Chen simply gave up Xiucai's skin, and jumped to scold like a shrew scolding the street.

The audience on the shore was taken aback by the sudden change in the style of the drama, how the literary drama changed to the martial arts, but the enthusiasm for watching did not diminish at all, and the number of people faintly increased. Yang Chen finally got a little tired, and stopped helplessly, thinking to himself why God was so ruthless, and he didn't even respond, it's okay for you to fart.

Just as Yang Chen was about to finish scolding and calling it a day, God finally farted, and there was an unprepared thunder, which made people a little scared abruptly. Yang Chen was overjoyed, how he longed for God to send down a divine thunder to split him back again, but God may have just warned him, and there was no reply. Yang Chen's discouraged shoulders collapsed, squatted down helplessly, and continued to pick up the wicker to pour gas on the river. The audience on the shore may also think that Yang Chen has provoked heavenly punishment, or it may be to evade the ticket, so he suddenly disappeared without a trace and went home to hide.

At some point in the audience on the shore, a knight came, standing tall on a big horse, and watched from the horse. When the audience disappeared without a trace, he still stopped on the shore, as if looking forward to Yang Chen's more wonderful performance. If those who disappeared did not just care about running away but took a closer look at this knight, they would feel more surprised than Yang Xianggong's acting, because this knight is a woman, although the short-sleeved tight clothes are dressed as a warrior, but after all, it is indeed unbelievable that a woman on horseback and her head appeared in this year of the Ming Dynasty.

The woman also carried some gift boxes in her hands, large and small were tied together, probably to visit someone, and she stopped here because she was attracted by Yang Chen's wonderful performance. may have seen that Yang Chen's more wonderful performance was hopeless, the woman got off the horse, tied the horse to the willow tree by the river, and walked towards Yang Chen gently step by step, and played mischievously with her teeth and claws. Yang Chen, who was depressed in his heart, only cared about venting, and he didn't notice the woman walking towards him at all, until the woman walked behind Yang Chen and suddenly shouted, thinking that the punishment of heaven was finally coming, Yang Chen simply lay down in the river, making the woman bend over on the shore and giggle, Yang Chen, who was choked on a few mouthfuls of water, heard the laughter before getting up from the very shallow river water, and turned to look at the woman gloomily.

Yang Chen recognized at first glance that the woman was the person who was saved in the hands of the gentleman that day, Yang Chen was a little angry, thinking that how could the present life be the same as the previous life, how could women be so ruthless, and repay their kindness to their husband like this? At the very least, I should dedicate myself. So Yang Chen decided to ignore this vicious woman, changed his serious face, smiled and said that the weather is so good today, regardless of the drenched clothes, he bypassed the woman who bent over and laughed and walked straight to the shore.

The woman smiled and raised her eyes to see that Yang Chen was gone, and when she turned around, she saw that Yang Chen was gone, and the woman didn't care about laughing, her body immediately bent with strength, and she suddenly moved forward, and then took a big step forward, just a few steps to catch up with Yang Chen, that body is absolutely amazing. The woman came behind Yang Chen, this time she didn't shout mischievously, but grabbed Yang Chen and walked behind her, turned around to stop her running figure. Yang Chen tragically fell back this time, plus the river water on his body, and then stuck to the soil on the riverbank, the fresh Yang's sugar gourd was hot out of the pot.

"Can't you see me? How dare you be so rude to Miss Ben, you owe it to clean up, hum! ”

Yang Chen, who had been trembling in pain on the ground for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and got up, and said in a trilling voice that the weather is so good today, and limped around the woman again, and walked unremittingly to the shore on the road. Yang Chen was too ruthless to himself, so ruthless that the beauty felt that she was not transparent, this Yang nerd really couldn't see herself.

Finally, the woman made another tentative kick, and Yang Chen lay on the riverbank, his arm stretched out weakly and trembling forward, like a desperate weak man desperate for help. The woman was not relieved, caught up and kicked Yang Chen's ass a few times, and helped Yang Chen finish the play with great cooperation.

"Can you see me, can you see me?"

Yang Chen finally couldn't help it, and scolded angrily: "Dead Eighth Woman, you are not finished, if you beat me again, I will shout for help!" ”

"Scold me, scold me, I'll kick you to death." Yang Chen had a few more shoe prints on his buttocks.

"Miss, don't fight, I'm convinced, my subordinates will be merciful."

Yang Chen, who was lying on the ground and was about to take a few more kicks, found that there was no movement for a long time, took a few breaths, gritted his teeth and climbed up in pain. Yang Chen, who had just gotten up, saw an angry face, white and red, red with purple, and faint signs of smoking.

Yang Chen, who was afraid of being beaten again, didn't care about the dirt on his body, and hurriedly bent over, "Miss in person, Xiaosheng is polite." ”

Yang Chen, who was convinced, scolded viciously in his heart, "Miss, your family is full of young ladies, hum." ”

As soon as the woman saw Yang Chen's little covered in mud and trembling, she laughed with a puff of laughter, and she couldn't stop laughing. Yang Chen had no choice but to laugh on the side, laughing for a long, long time, and Yang Chen sighed how low the laughter of the ancients was.

"Idiot, you dare to be rude to Engong, you deserve to be beaten." The woman still couldn't help but laugh as she spoke.

Eun Gong? What Engong? I'm your savior, right, why should I change my identity? Yang Chen was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't say it, otherwise what would it be like to ask for another good fight. What Yang Chen could do was to wipe his handsome face full of mud and make his smile more sincere, so that this crazy woman quickly disappeared, and he could go home to soothe his injured heart.

"That day, when I saw that you were lifeless, I thought you had lost your life. I don't want you to turn around and wake up, I got the news and came to visit you. The tigress in Yang Chen's eyes finally said something human, and Yang Chen felt that he was about to cry.

"Yang Chen is still improving, thank you Miss for your concern."

"It's still thanks to me that day, otherwise the killing will make trouble for you afterwards, so I think about it again, I have accumulated merit again, haha......, it's so happy!"

Yang Chen felt very speechless about this, if you hadn't been molested, I wouldn't have caused such an unwarranted disaster, your imagination is too rich, dead eight women. Yang Chen secretly raised his middle finger and cursed the delusional person.

Yang Chen felt that he was about to be unable to hold on, the little eighth woman talked endlessly, in view of her previous terrifying force, Yang Chen couldn't ignore her, so he had to look at the sky for a while, look at the ground for a while, study his fingers for a while, and look at her for a while and smirk.

"Okay, it's time for me to go, it's been a long time since I think about it, and there must be worries at home."

Yang Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, and sent him off with a strong smile, "Miss go slowly, there will be a period later." "But in my heart, after silently reciting, it will be indefinite.

Yang Chen accompanied the woman to the horse, and the woman immediately untied the gift box and hugged her into Yang Chen's arms, "Oh, this is for you, make up for your body, and come back to you another day." ”

The woman turned over neatly and got on the horse, hit the horse and left, Yang Chen, who was stunned, reacted and hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask what is Miss's name?" After speaking, Yang Chen regretted it, and scolded himself in his heart.

The woman galloped on her horse, turned around and replied with a smile: "Li Luoxiu! "Don't say much, go away.

Yang Chen stood on the dusty road with the gift box for a long time before suddenly jumping excitedly and turning home, it was very strange to meet Yang Chen's township along the way, how did Yang Xianggong have this image, went to rob or was robbed? Why did you just wake up and go crazy again?

Yang Chen stood on the road in a daze just now to untie the knot in his heart, he found the direction of his life, and decided to abandon literature and martial arts, and simply go to make a name for himself, to be an ideal and ambitious soldier, or even a general, which is much better than being a talent in this nest. Yang Chen was probably shocked by Miss Li's gorgeous force, both psychologically and physically. Besides, wasn't he endowed with divine power by the Wheel King, and he just had a place to use. Yang Chen just gave his future like this, so direct, so sloppy, and so calm.

Yang Chen, who was crazy and jumped into the door with a gift box, really startled the busy people, many people bowed down and prepared to escape, and even Uncle Wang picked up the big wooden stick as thick as a goose egg. Yang Chen, who finally untied the dead knot in his heart, didn't care about everyone's reaction, jumped to Yang's mother's side, and stuffed the gift box in his hand into Yang's mother's arms.

"I want to practice martial arts, I want to be a general!"