Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk ...... in the temple.

Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a village in the mountain, and there was a Mahan Mountain ...... in the village.

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Mahanshan quietly lazily lying on the recliner basking in the sun, the spring sun is very warm, very gentle, he enjoys it very much, this is what he repeats every day after his resurrection, and it is also the only thing he can do, because the current Mahan Mountain is no longer the original Mahan Mountain.

It's been half a month, and he has to believe and accept the fact that he has crossed over, and he has changed from an undercover agent in another time and space to the young owner of this pot cover mountain tile pot village.

There's no going back.

It doesn't matter if he crosses, what makes him unhappy is that he still does his old job.

In his previous life, he was an undercover big brother in society, and now he is dressed as a thief and a young village master, damn, he is still the same profession.

Thief, it's okay for you to let me cross, but can I change my identity, others cross either the prince or the young master, and there is a great father at every turn, but what about me? Not even a daddy.

Ma Hanshan's father, that is, the owner of the village, took his brother down the mountain to do "business" during the Lantern Festival, and robbed a wealthy businessman who was accidentally killed by an arrow, so he walked through and was a man without a father.

The bright lights and green fragrance of the car beauty in the previous life are a bit worth nostalgic, but the undercover life is cautious every day... But it's not as free as it is now, the air here is really fresh... But ......, Ma Hanshan glanced at a group of men training on the lawn like children, and secretly continued to sigh, this is like a bandit, not even a gangster.

He is also dissatisfied with the name and weakness of this shell, Ma Hanshan, how does it sound the same as Ma Hansan, the spy leader in the history of the previous life, it is just a thief, why should he be a traitor and a spy, and he is a weak spy body.

"Young master, it's time to read." Dressed like a bamboo pole, Qi Nanyue, who was dressed as a literati, walked over and said.

"If you don't read it, how beautiful the spring is, how can you live up to it." Ma Hanshan said very simply, looking up at the brilliant sun and singing in a low voice, "Spring is not a day to read, summer is just a good time to sleep; There are mosquitoes in autumn and snow in winter, so pack up your books for the New Year. ”

Why are you thinking about the New Year, the New Year has just passed Okay, the young master, your father died on the day of the Lantern Festival, Qi Nanyue slandered in his heart.

Ma Fugui is an amazing thief, he understands that hooligans have culture and are more terrible, so not long after falling into the grass, he invited Qi Nanyue to Ma Hanshan as a west seat.

Damn, a thief who reads the books of the sages? No matter what time and space it is, it must be a strange story, Ma Hanshan muttered in his heart.

Ma Hanshan said that he didn't read it, and Qi Nanyue didn't say much, and stood quietly next to him.

In the past half a month, he would come to call on time every day, and then Ma Hanshan would answer the same every day, and then he would stand quietly aside and .......

However, Qi Nanyue has discovered that the Shaozhai Lord is different from before these days, because he found that the resurrected Shaozhai Master occasionally exudes a temperament, a temperament that does not belong to a child of fourteen.

How did he know that this fourteen-year-old body now contained the soul of a thirty-year-old.

"Young master drink tea." Ah Niu came over on time with tea, he was waiting for Mahanshan's diet and living... The follower is never called the master of the village.

Ma Hanshan took the tea and took a sip, then lay down again and continued to enjoy the spring sunshine.

"Ah Niu, what's my father's name? What is my name and where is this place? When Ah Niu was about to leave, Ma Hanshan spoke.

"The name of the old village owner is rich and noble, the young master's name is Hanshan, this is the pot lid mountain tile pot village, young master, didn't you ask when you just woke up." Ah Niu was surprised that the young master actually talked more today, but he was worried about whether the young master was sick in the brain, these problems... I asked about it on the day I was resurrected.

Ma Hanshan decided to live well in this time and space, and if he wants to live well, he has to know more.

"Oh, what kind of country are we... It's what dynasty is it now... What is the nearest state capital to the cottage called....... Ma Hanshan asked again.

"Young Master... You... Are you okay... We are Da Song people, I heard Mr. say, it is now the fifth year of Da Song Guangning, and the closest state to the cottage is Tangzhou, which has been occupied by Donghu, what house... I... I do not know... Young Master, Mr. Qi, you... You tell the young master. "Ah Niu is very worried, why doesn't the young master remember anything.

Great Song? This turned out to be the Great Song Dynasty? Is there a bag of blackfaces?

Ma Hanshan scolded God again in his heart, damn it, why do others have the memory of the original owner of the body, why is it my turn to be gone, the thief is really unfair.

Qi Nanyue, who was standing next to him, turned his head and took a deep look at Mahan Mountain, and then said slowly: "The tile pot village was originally a large field for firing clay pots, and it was abandoned after the invasion of Donghu South, and five years ago, the owner of the village led everyone to fall into the grass here...... ”

"The nearest prefecture from here is Tangzhou, fifty miles to the northwest, and the nearest prefecture is Xiangfan, two hundred miles to the south. However, Tangzhou is not the jurisdiction of Dasong. Since the first year of Guangning Dasong and Donghu signed a peace treaty, Huaidu north to Donghu, south to Dasong, Guogai Mountain is just on the dividing line, so, here is sometimes to Dasong and sometimes to Donghu, chaos is very ....... ”

Ma Hanshan grew up in a family of doctors in his previous life, but he didn't become a doctor and became a strip, and he was selected to be an undercover agent before he graduated, so he knew a little about pharmacology, weapons, and so on, and the history and geography were very unsatisfactory, he didn't know if there was Tangzhou in the history of his previous life, but he knew that Xiangfan did.

"Xiangfan Mansion? So is there Lin'an, is there Yangzhou, is there Kaifeng Mansion, is there Bao Qingtian ....... Ma Hanshan was excited, it turned out to be the Great Song Dynasty, the richest and most selected but.

"There is Lin'an, and it is the current Kyoto of Dasong. I haven't heard of Yangzhou, and Kaifeng Mansion also has it, but who is Bao Qingtian. Qi Nanyue was at a loss.

Eh, how can this be, how could Da Song not have Bao Qingtian?

"Didn't you say that it's Da Song now, how could Da Song not Bao Qingtian?" Ma Hanshan sat up and glared at Qi Nanyue and said viciously.

If it was the Song Dynasty, he knew some history, and the Song Dynasty was the most open dynasty in the feudal society of all dynasties, as a traverser, he was unwilling to travel to those dynasties that couldn't even go to the street at night.

"Yes, it's a great ode, a ...... of songs." Qi Nanyue frowned and said, he is now the same as Ah Niu, he is very worried about Ma Hanshan, he is not hysteria, this is madness.

"Ode of praise, hymn of praise, damn, what time and space is this? Thief God, you play with me...... Mahanshan fell and muttered, muttering to himself in mournful sorrow.

"Young Master... Master....... Ah Niu shook Ma Hanshan, who had been muttering to himself, the young master's brain was really sick, how could he be like a fool.

"Sir, I want a map, a history book, a newspaper......." Mahanshan recovers from fool mode

"What is a map? What is Newspaper? Qi Nanyue frowned, he was really crazy, and he was talking nonsense.

"The map is... The newspaper is... Di Bao... Have it? Ma Hanshan struggled to recall the words used by the ancients.

"Oh, there is a map on the mountain, and the newspaper is... Di Bao... You have to go down the mountain to find it, but it's hard to find ....... "Shaozhai mainly reads books and newspapers? It's really good, Qi Nanyue is in a good mood, and the young master is not crazy.

"Go find it, as much as you can, as well as history books, help me find everything I can find." Of course, Mahanshan understands that this is a den of thieves, and it would be good to have two books for enlightenment and literacy.

Qi Nanyue answered, and happily went to find the newspaper map history book.

As soon as Qi Nanyue's footsteps were far away, there were footsteps from far and near, and then the sound of the hall master turning into a dragon and breaking a gong sounded.

"Young village master, please lead the brothers to worship the sky." Shi Hualong stood in front of him and bowed with his fists and said, he had repeated this action for seven days.

"Anyway, I don't get involved in this kind of thing, I'm just a child." Ma Hanshan waved his hand lazily.

"The young master, the cottage was established by the old village owner, and now the old village owner is gone, and the young village owner is duty-bound to continue the will of the village owner." Shi Hualong's body bent even lower.

Behest? What is the legacy of a bandit? Do you want the best bandit in the world? Ma Hanshan slandered in his heart.

The son inherits his father's business, and the people in the cottage hope that he will carry this banner. But Mahanshan kind of looks down on this broken cottage. Hmph, there are only 100 people in the broken cottage, Lao Tzu was a big community with more than 10,000 younger brothers in his previous life.

"You can just find someone to do it." Although he is just a thief leader, he is also a leader, and he believes that someone must want to do it.

"The cottage was established by the old village owner, and only the young village owner is qualified to take over the tile pot village, so please take over the village master as soon as possible to avoid chaos." Shi Hualong bowed and asked again.

"Please ask the Shaozhai Lord to sacrifice heaven to succeed to the throne." A group of big men who followed Shi Hualong knelt down and shouted, "Today, no matter what, let the young village master succeed to the throne."

Damn, thunder... Mahanshan was shocked and bounced.

Oops, how did you get on your knees? Such a gift? That's not good, I'm a kid... All right... I'll ...... if you're so sincere.

"What's your name? Tell me how many people and grass there are in the cottage. Ma Hanshan thought for a moment, looked at Shi Hualong and said that he had to understand the specific situation of the cottage first.

"Yu Shaozhai master, subordinate Fengzi Tangtang master Hualong, as far as his subordinates know, the cottage has eighty strong men, twenty, ten women, a total of one hundred and ten people. It is not clear how many subordinates there are for grain and grass, so I have to ask Mr. Yu.

"You want me to take over the cottage, but other people may think the same." Ma Hanshan was the eldest brother of the society in his previous life, and at a glance, he knew that the cottage had been divided into two factions, otherwise, why didn't the chief manager come to invite?

Shi Hualong's face turned cold and said: "All the brothers want the young village master to take over the cottage, and I will go and ask them to come over and invite them now." ”

"No need, tell them, when Mr. Qi returns to the mountain, I will lead everyone to worship the sky." Ma Hanshan waved his hand and said.

If you can't go back, then be a bandit, anyway, in your previous life, you were a big man in society, and being a bandit leader is just a "business" job.

Two days later, Qi Nanyue returned to the mountain with a load of maps and books, and Shi Hualong, who had been waiting impatiently, and others immediately carried out the enthronement ceremony of Mahan Mountain... Wrong, it's the succession ceremony.

Dading incense burner, three animal sacrifices, the ritual sense of the cottage sacrifice is very strong, Qi Nanyue wrote the sacrificial text is also very enthusiastic, very sensational, Ma Hanshan led the whole cottage members to sacrifice heaven and earth, worship the mountain god, worship Guan Gong, worship the founder of the village... This time and space is actually related to the second brother's .......

Licheng, all the members of the three call for the prosperity of the village lord of the mighty tile cylinder, Ma Hanshan smiled and pressed his hands, just about to announce that tonight's big feast is not drunk and homeless, and suddenly the alarm bell of the Zhaikou sentry tower is .......

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