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Uncle Yang is right, this matter is indeed unbelievable enough, it is unbelievable that I have heard him talk so much, the head is the truth, the slightest bit is in the way, and I can't find a loophole at all, but I still can't believe that this is true. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut if it's a story he made up, he brought me here in the middle of the night just to make up a story for me? It's impossible to think about it. Moreover, how strong does his thinking and logic have to be to make the story so round? …

"Hehe..."Uncle Yang smiled, "Xiao Leng still doesn't believe it, does he?" ”

"It's not that I don't believe it, but..."I looked at him, bit my lip, and said, "Uncle Yang, it's not like you just said that you are dead, the so-called death is just what you thought at that time." You didn't die, but I don't know why, at the landslide, you were knocked unconscious by that stone, and after you woke up, Gao Qien's memory was 'implanted' into your body. The person who really died was that Gao Qien, not you..."

"Think so, too." Uncle Yang said, "In short, I am two people now. ”

"Well, like you said, you're two people now. ”

"Hmm."

"Just now, you told me those things as Uncle Yang."

"Yes."

"Now, I want you to tell me something as Gao Qien."

"What do you want to know?" Uncle Yang asked.

"You're not Uncle Yang now, it's Gao Qien?" I asked him rhetorically.

"Well, I'm Gao Qien..."

I was shocked in my heart, and I felt that this situation was a bit funny, so I fixed my mind and said, "Okay, then let you tell me, at that time in your Ming Dynasty, did you know that person named Yang Xiansheng?" ”

"Acquaintance."

"Oh? It's true? ”

"Really."

"So... Later, a few years after Yang Xiansheng died, the descendants of his Yang family suffered, have you really been to Sichuan? ”

"I've been, it's me, the hometown where those Yang family people took refuge and moved away..."

"That..."I clenched my fists, looked at him, and said in a deep voice, "Then you tell me, Old Man Yang, are they the descendants of those Yang family back then?" ”

"You're right, it's they..."

"Sure enough... Sure enough, it was—" I muttered.

"I took them out of Sichuan," Uncle Yang said, "I went to my hometown Gaojia Village by the Yellow River, and after staying in Gaojia Village for a few days, they went north and lived in the current county seat of Yang Shuming's family, which was not a county seat, but a village." After they left, because I was worried that those Ran people would come to me for revenge, I cheated to death, and ordered one of my henchmen to make a fake tomb, and in the mountain behind the village, the person buried in the tomb was not me at all. No one knows about this except my confidant. At that time, the funeral and the like, the scene was quite big, and the Gao family thought that I was dead, and they would not have thought that the tall tomb they had guarded for generations was just a fake tomb. ”

"I see..."

I have always wondered before, since Gao Qien is not dead, how did the ancestral tomb in Gaojia Village come about? Who is the skeleton in the grave, the head taken by the fox? It turns out that the truth is this...

"And what about after you cheat to death? Where did it go? I asked.

"I didn't go far, so I hid in seclusion to the west of the village. Because of the merit of water control, when I returned to my hometown, the emperor gave me a lot of property, which was enough for me to eat, drink and flowers. When I lived in seclusion in the west of the village, every once in a while, I would cross the river to buy some rice and noodles and other things. The rest of the time, I wandered around in the wilderness west of the village, looking for the place where Dayu lived in seclusion. Relying on the longevity of wicked people with bad character, I lived for many years. Just like that, until the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, I found the temple built by Dayu that year, in order to commemorate, above the temple, I built a fox fairy temple..."

"Wait," I interrupted, "where did you get someone to help you build that temple?" ”

"Gaojia Village."

"High... Gaojia Village? ”

"Yes, at that time, it had been quite a few years since I cheated to death. Anyone who knew me in Gaojia Village died of illness, and died of old age. I changed my outfit, quoted a pseudonym, and went to the village, and no one knew that I was Gao Qien. I lied that I was a kind businessman, and I was willing to contribute money to build a fox fairy temple in the west of the village in the name of the Gao Qien lord in their Gaojia Village, to bless the village with good weather and prosperity, and they naturally didn't say a word. I contributed money and materials, and they contributed manpower, and it was easy to build the temple. After the temple was built, on the surface, those villagers went to the temple to worship the fox fairy, but in fact, I borrowed incense to worship the Dayu temple below..."

"I see... That's the sixth year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, right? ”

"Yes, the date is engraved on the temple tablet, and my name..."

I said in my heart, this Gao Qien is smart enough, and he cleverly engraved his name on the temple tablet, and no one is suspicious, didn't he say it, build a temple in the name of Lord Gao Qien...

"Later, I finally found the stone room where Dayu lived in seclusion, after opening up, because the air in it was dirty, I planned to wait for the air to be replaced before entering. So I came out and waited outside, and brought the tools out, but when I went in, the tools were left outside, and I was buried alive inside, unable to get out..."

"Then, you decreed that you would fake your death and not decay until many years later, Wanjin Mountain dug you out, right?" I asked.

"That's right. When I came out and woke up, I went back to that place and dug where I had put my tools, and I found them, but the tools were rusty and unlikely..."

I said in my heart, this is simply a realistic version of time-traveling.

"Connected, all connected..."I said, "It seems that you are not lying, you are not making up stories, you are indeed Gao Qien, but there is a question I don't understand." ”

"What's the problem?"

"Why did you find Uncle Yang and 'implant' your memories in him?"

"To be honest, I don't know what's going on. I only remember that Wanjin Mountain knocked me unconscious and burned, and I don't know what happened after that. It wasn't until I listened to Wan Jinshan's narration that I strung together these fragments of memories and realized who I was, that I fully recovered. ”

"Then there won't be a conflict between your memories and Uncle Yang's? Like confusion and so on? ”

"No, because there is no intersection at all, these are two memories that are not the same, what is his, and what is mine is mine."

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, it's just..."I scratched my head, "It's just... People are borrowing corpses to resurrect their souls, what are you old about? Borrowing the living to resurrect the soul? I couldn't help but laugh and said, "What is this..."

"Hehe, I don't know..."

"Okay, okay..."I waved my hand and said, "Don't talk to me in this way, I really can't stand it, you better change back to Uncle Yang, I'll position you, from now on, you are still Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang with Gao Qien's memory and ability..."

Uncle Yang smiled and returned to his original funny appearance, "His grandmother's, how do you position me, I will position it?" Okay, I will listen to you for the sake of thinking that I was dead, and finally squeezing out a few tears, not completely without conscience..."

"I have no conscience?" I patted myself on the chest, "I'm almost scared, okay?" Open your mouth and come one, Yang Shujun is buried here, which scares me..."

"His grandmother's, don't scare you, startle, if I tell you this with a hippie smile, will you believe it's true?"

"That's right."

"Besides, when I was in that land of the people, uncle, I worked so hard to save you kid, and you just drove me out to get drenched in the rain like that, and then you ate meat and drank soup, I was hungry, and I didn't know how to call me, I just wanted to see if you kid had no conscience..."

"Hey," I smiled, "My fault, my fault, but even if I thought about my scalp, I wouldn't have thought it was you... Okay, anyway, Uncle Yang, you just don't die. ”

"Uncle, how can I die? I'm still waiting for you to write a book in the future, and let your readers invite me to dinner, just the two taels of ink in your belly, not as much cat pee, I'll wait to see what you can write then. ”

"Hehe..."

I smiled and said in my heart, I'm going to die with Morning Star, what else is there to write a book after? The thought of Morning Star makes my heart ache...

"Alright, don't talk nonsense." Uncle Yang said, "It's important to get down to business, those Yang families in Taihang Mountain are still waiting for us to rescue them, let's go Xiao Leng, go back and rest for a while, and we'll set off at dawn..."

On the way back, Uncle Yang said, as he said before, because this matter is too unbelievable, let the master and them know first, so as not to affect the business, and then look at the situation. Regardless of whether he is Gao Qien or Yang Shujun, he is a good person anyway, and Uncle Yang is thick-skinned...

Early the next morning, after eating some porridge cooked by Yuxin and Morning Star, we set off. Uncle Yang looks the same as before, arguing with Xiaoqing and having fun, and I can't help but wonder if everything happened last night.

Considering that Yuxin's father may lead someone to set up an ambush against us and rob this wizard, not everyone of us has skills, such as Old Man Yang and Xiaoqing, once they encounter danger, maybe there will be something missing. The master didn't plan to take them there, but Old Man Yang said that it was their Yang family who was saved, and he couldn't go if he didn't go, Xiaoqing said that her father would go too, and she couldn't leave her alone, so she had no choice but to take both of them with him.

This time we entered the mountain, the destination was very clear, and we were familiar with the path. Along the way, we didn't encounter any obstacles, and at noon, we came to the mountain road we took last year when we went to find the village with Director Zhang. Along the road, we came to the place where we had parked, found a place to park the car, and everyone took our things, got out of the car, and headed for the mountain, what was waiting for us...

(Happy May Day, everyone)

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