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Fangshi first started in the Warring States period, and after arriving in the Qin and Han dynasties, Fangshi gradually moved towards a downward path from prosperity to decline.

The most representative figures of Fang Shi, Hua Tuo and Zuo Ci, Fang Shi pursued the art of immortality all his life, but unfortunately he never succeeded.

The thought of the alchemists and the immortal family are instilled as one, and the alchemists have supreme skills including alchemy, divination, physiognomy, physiognomy, astronomy, Dunjia, and the art of Kanyu.

All the skills of the alchemists, referred to as alchemy, are all-encompassing, varied, and proficient in everything.

Except for the six ancient books: rituals, music, calligraphy, mathematics, archery, and royalty, everything else is called a hundred crafts, and they can all be called square arts.

However, I am the alchemist that people often talk about, I am not a hidden master, nor am I a master outside the world, I am just an ordinary alchemist.

It is a pity that as time flies, they are also ruthlessly destroyed, and the essence of the magic can no longer be learned by the world.

Nowadays, whether it is walking the rivers and lakes or handed down by ancestors, it is basically some simple magic.

As for which ones, I won't explain them one by one, in short, the existence of Fang Shi makes people feel mysterious.

Indeed, alchemists are vague in today's worldly impressions.

Speaking of which, I believe you should be able to guess that I am also ancestral.

Speaking of my family's ancestors, it has to be traced back to the last years of the Qing Dynasty, that is, in 1912.

The capital of the last feudal dynasty, my great-grandfather's name was He Daoxian.

He once observed the sky at night and learned that the climate of the Qing Dynasty had reached the age of decay, so he fled to the Purple Mountain in Nanjing to live in seclusion in order to avoid the disasters brought about by the war.

Due to the war-torn years, the invaders eventually disrupted his life, and after several tosses, he came to Qiushan in Anhui.

Since then, I have been in Akiyama and settled down, but I grew up in Akiyama.

Then our story starts with Akiyama, which is a large mountain with undulating mountains, like a natural ready-made round mirror.

Surrounded by mountains, there are hundreds of houses, each with five houses, built from south to north.

Autumn Mountain, hence the name Autumn Mountain Village, Autumn Mountain Village is located in a remote location, but not many people know this village, although the village is remote, but the scenery is definitely a fairyland.

I remember very vividly that it was a hot and scorching summer, and it was already the summer vacation season for the teenagers in Akiyama Village, but I was no exception.

I was in high school, and with me was a young man named Ding San, who was not tall, thin, and had beautiful eyebrows.

The two of us played very hard when we were young, so every time we went out or climbed the mountains to hunt, Ding San went with me.

My name is very peculiar, Ding San often called me why I chose the day, and it took my mother two hours to decide when I heard my mother say this name.

Because my father is a priest, he will naturally not be sloppy in naming him.

There is a folk proverb: on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar calendar, you have to go far away, this is a common saying on our side.

The implication is that those who choose to go out on this day will be rich, auspicious, and pray that everything will go well.

So early in the morning, Ding San was waiting for me at the door of my house with a large bag and a small bag.

Ding San and I had already discussed that during the summer vacation, we were going to go to the city to work part-time to earn some family subsidies.

It's very ashamed to say that it's the first time I've grown up to go far away, but my father said that men have ambitions in all directions, and it's nothing to go far away, it's a matter of time.

My father has stayed in this poor country all his life, and he doesn't want me to follow his path, and Ding San's parents are the same, so we go out together with like-minded people.

In my memory, my father was a very strict father, and he never laughed with me, even if it was an occasional joke, but on the contrary, my mother loved me very much.

Because it was the first time I went far away, I was a little nervous, but in the end, excitement took over the nervousness.

When Ding San and I were about to walk out of the house, I quietly turned my head to find that my father was still sitting on the Taishi chair with a serious face.

I thought to myself, Father, can't you even come to the door and see me off? My mother was already choked up and crying.

Mother, I didn't say anything after a thousand instructions along the way, in fact, I was a little reluctant in my heart.

But my father once said that men don't flick when they have tears, so I have been holding back the tears in my eyes.

Ding San was fine, and followed us with a natural face, until my mother stopped when she sent me to the entrance of the village.

I didn't look back, in fact, I wanted to turn back, and plunged into my mother's arms and cried.

But I can't do that, because I'm a man, and I can't be as pretentious as a woman.

Ding San always knew that I was very uncomfortable, he patted me on the shoulder and smiled: "Choose the day, we should be stronger as men." ”

"...... Am I like that kind of hypocritical person? ”

I flicked Ding San's hand on my shoulder and said in a dull tone.

"Forget it, are you going to do any work in the city?"

Ding San looked blankly at the yellowed dirt road in front of him and asked.

Actually, what I think is that I am a Fangshi and I don't need to look for any work, and I still need to look for it with my skills, and it should be people who come to me.

Of course, this kind of thing naturally won't be told to Ding San, so I just thought about it in my heart, and I had to say a few perfunctory sentences casually, and Ding San felt justified when he heard it.

After all, we are not craftsmen, and it may be even more difficult to find a good job.

In addition, our academic qualifications are not very high, so if we want to join some companies as interns, I am afraid that people will not look down on us.

Ding San kept asking along the way, what are we doing, I thought about it and told Ding San, let's talk about it when we get to the city, I don't know anything at the moment, and it's useless to say it.

Ding San finally fell silent, I was not thinking about how to find a job at the moment, but thinking that my father would give me a cheat book when he left.

Before I could see it, Ding San's kid arrived at my house, so I didn't know what kind of cheats my father gave, and I took advantage of Ding San's efforts to step forward with his head down.

I took advantage of this kid's indifference, and secretly glanced at the cheats in my arms, and saw a handwritten copy of the book with four words written on it, 'The Art of Fangshu', I looked a little puzzled, I never seemed to have found our family, and this kind of book.

Now is not the time to think about this problem, because Ding San, this kid, has already noticed my abnormality, so I hurriedly straightened my head and pretended to be serious.

Ding San's thief's eyes seemed to have found something, and he looked at me with a wicked smile, meaning to ask, did your mother stuff some money for you when she left.

Seeing Ding San's obscene appearance, I shook my head naturally and told him that there was no such thing, and Ding San didn't believe that he wanted to take off my coat and find out.

How could I let him succeed, I hurriedly hit his outstretched hand back skillfully, Ding San was not to be outdone when he saw this, and wanted to come back again, I gestured to him and signaled him not to move.

Ding San was taken aback by my sudden indifference, and immediately stopped his figure, shrunk his head, and unconsciously leaned behind me.

"What did you find?"

Ding San lowered his voice and asked with a slight tremble.

"I feel like we're following something all the time, and it seems to be entangled in us."

I stopped where I was, said unhurriedly with a serious and calm look on my face.

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