Fengguo, outside the city of Yuehua.

Today is June 15, and the usually deserted Chenghuang Temple is crowded with men and women who pray for incense and worship Buddha.

"Ladies and gentlemen, take a look, take a look! The peachwood sword that can slay ghosts and eliminate demons, and the only magic weapon to ward off evil spirits in the house!" a thin young man dressed in a gray cloth shirt shouted vigorously in front of the temple.

"Hey, hey, this son, look at my peachwood sword, all of which have been opened by the Dao Master on Jiuhua Mountain!"

The boy stopped a young man, a habitual flattering smile on his face, and began to gush on without waiting for the other party's reaction.

"Childe, our peachwood sword workmanship is very particular! First, we intercepted the thousand-year-old peach wood essence from the Jiuhua Mountain, and then... Hey, hey, Childe, don't go, Childe!"

"Go, go, go, don't buy, don't buy!"

The man pushed aside the young man in front of him and said angrily.

The young man looked down at the bundle of wooden swords he was holding in his arms, and then at the gradually sparse crowd around him, he had been shouting here for two hours before he sold three mahogany swords, and he was suddenly a little depressed.

The young man sat on the side of the road, holding a wooden sword in his arms, looking at the small stall in the temple in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, when he saw the Taoist in the stall take out a wooden sword and hand it to the young man in front of him, his eyes changed, and he cursed in a low voice: "This group of bullshit Taoist priests are not good at cultivating the Tao, but they also learn to sell wooden swords!

The peach wood sword can be decorated with evil spirits, so the cost is low and the profit is high, and the young man has a half-handed carpenter, so he can only carve some wooden swords and small ornaments, selling swords is his main source of income, and this business opportunity is cut off and he can only find another way.

Originally, in front of the City God Temple, there was only a teenager selling peach wood swords, and he could make a small profit every month, and later many people came to sell them, although they were not as profitable as before, they could also mix food and clothing, but now this temple monopolized the wooden sword business alone, and the rest of the vendors were forced away, leaving only the young man who was still insisting, but he couldn't sell a handful for a long time, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

The young man seemed to be a little angry when he thought of this, and kicked the stones on the side of the road with his left foot hard, and seemed to be in some pain: "Ah!!hh

The young man's face turned red, and he scolded angrily at the stones: "Damn!

When the boy was still angry, a little fat man with a full voice appeared in front of him at some point.

"Jiang Lique! What are you competing with the stone here!"

The young man named Jiang Lique looked at this fat man with some surprise, usually if there was nothing important, the fat man would rarely come here to look for him.

The fat man's name is Yunqian, and he is also an orphan, and the two of them have been bullied since they were children.

Although Jiang Lique guessed that Yun Qian had something to do before he came to him, he still asked, "Why did you come here?"

Yun Qian didn't think about it so much, the little mung bean squeezed his eyes and looked mysterious, and said happily: "I'm going to tell you a great joy!"

Jiang Lique thought to himself, what great joy can this fat man have? His biggest dream is to become a gang brother, and he will never have to be bullied again! Could it be...

"Oh, could it be that you've successfully joined the Jiaojiao Gang?"

The Covering Jiao Gang is the largest gang in Yuehua City! There are more than 1,000 gangs in the city, and even the local government does not dare to provoke them easily in this remote town.

Yun Qian's eyes widened: "You... How do you know!"

Jiang Lique looked suspicious: "Really fake, how could the Jiao Gang want you to be such a fool?"

Yun Qian was suddenly a little displeased, raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Whoever lied to you is a grandson bastard!

Jiang Lique carefully observed Yun Qian's outfit.

Dressed in a simple and low-key black shirt, it is quite funny to wear on Yunqian's fat body, and the right arm of the black shirt is tied with a black scarf, embroidered with a dragon pattern!

There is no doubt that this is indeed the leader of the Covering Jiao Gang! Yun Qian actually joined the Covering Jiao Gang! Thinking of this, Jiang Lique couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart.

Jiang Lique stared at Yun Qian's Jiaolong scarf with envious eyes, and his title changed unconsciously: "Brother Qian, will we brothers no longer have to be bullied when they fight!"

Yun Qian seemed to be very satisfied with Jiang Lique's eyes, patted his chest, and said arrogantly: "That's natural! Who dares to provoke us in Huacheng in this month, and the gang will definitely call him worse than death! In the future, our brothers will eat and drink spicy food in Huacheng in this month, and they will walk sideways from now on!"

Jiang Lique looked at Yun Qian with envy in his eyes, and his thoughts couldn't help but float, why didn't he have a dream!?

Jiang Lique's biggest dream is to be a warrior of the world, every time he sees those warriors of the rivers and lakes riding across the sword and swaggering through the city, he can't help but be jealous in his heart, dreaming that one day he can also be a warrior with a sword.

But Jiang Lique is just thinking about it, he is poor and rich in martial arts, whether it is weapons or horses, he can't afford to buy them, let alone learn from a teacher.

Yun Qian saw that Jiang Lique didn't reply, and knew that he was thinking about something, so the two of them sat on a bluestone outside the City God Temple and began to be in a daze.

The breeze blew, and the willow branches behind him also swayed lightly with the wind, and the figures in front of the temple gradually thinned.

The sunset gradually appeared, the breeze blew on the face, and the young man's mind drifted away with the breeze.

The dream has been quietly planted at this moment.

...

After the pedestrians dispersed, they returned to the city with Yun Qian, Yun Qian went directly to the Jiao Gang, and Jiang Lique returned home alone.

Jiang Li's family was quite wealthy when he was young, his parents loved him in every way, and the family of three was harmonious, but when he was eight years old, his father went on a long trip and never came back, and his mother suddenly became seriously ill after his father disappeared, and died a month later, and he was suddenly left alone in a happy family.

Jiang Lique, who became an orphan, often fought with his neighbors, and his temperament became stubborn and eccentric, but fortunately he still had some savings left at home.

In Jiang Lique's memory, his parents are handsome and abnormal, which is not comparable to ordinary people, Jiang Lique seems to have inherited his parents' genes, and his appearance is quite handsome.

Jiang Liqi was sensible and realized that his parents did not seem to be as simple as he understood.

In his impression, his father seemed to be omnipotent, omniscient, although he did not study private school, but also under the teaching of his father, he read and read and understood many truths, and also learned to do carpentry.

And how strange is it that a father with such looks and insight would be willing to be a carpenter?

The mother is even more strange, the temperament between the mother's gestures is not at all comparable to ordinary people, Jiang Lique has also looked at the city lord and wife of the daughter who traveled from afar, and it can be compared with the mother, just like the difference between the bright moon and fireflies.

Jiang Lique's parents are really beautiful, and they are too much!

Although he didn't know where his father had gone, he had a gut feeling that his mother's serious illness must be related to his disappearance.

Before his mother died of illness, Jiang Lique cried and hugged his mother's hand and asked, "Mother, where did my father go?"

The mother lay on the bed, stretched out her hand and caressed his forehead lovingly, and replied to him with difficulty: "Li'er, if your father has not come back, please don't resent him..."

The mother seemed to be hiding something and did not answer his question directly.

"Li'er, take care of yourself. ”

His mother gave him one last deep look with all her strength, with endless love and affection, and then passed away forever.

Every time Jiang Lique thought of his parents, it was like a boulder in his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

Jiang Lique lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, unconsciously tears had soaked his eyes.

His eyes sank, and he slowly fell asleep...

The fairy mountains outside the world, the mountains are stacked and green.

From time to time, there are cranes flying in the sky, and the distant peaks are towering into the clouds, stacked one after the other, a fairyland outside the world!

It's this strange dream again.

It seems that there are more memories that should belong to him.

It was a girl in white, like a person in a painting.

I don't know how many years, I don't know when it started.

The two of them either sit on the top of the cloud mountain, watching the clouds roll up.

Or stroll through the mountains and sing loudly.

Or sit and lie down on the bluestone hand in hand, and tell each other about their hearts.

Or play in the water near the stream,

Or dance.

...

Jiang Lique suddenly sat up from his dream, looked up at the window, the sky was faintly bright, and it was already early in the morning.

Jiang Lique didn't know how many times he had done this dream, and since his mother died at the age of eight, he was involved in this strange dream every now and then.

He sat up and carefully recalled everything that had just happened in the dream, only to find that the memory of the dream in his entire mind was blurry.

He only remembered that there was a strange woman in white in his dream.

At first, he thought that his mother had entrusted him with a dream, but for some reason, he knew that it was definitely not his mother.

That's a kind of intuition in the dark.

Jiang Lique suddenly remembered the relics left to him by his mother, could the dream be because of this thing?

Jiang Lique looked down at the small black lock on his chest, pinched the lock body with his left hand and rubbed it gently, this small lock felt like jade and looked like copper, and he still didn't understand what material this lock was made of.

The small black lock is a relic left behind after the death of his mother, and he told himself to keep it, Jiang Lique has always hung the lock around his neck, and he will wear it even when he sleeps.

Jiang Lique stared at the black lock seriously, an ordinary small lock, except for the material is a little strange, he really can't see any other special places, could it be that he thinks too much?

Jiang Lizhi has become more and more energetic since wearing this black lock, often only sleeps for two or three hours a day, and he does not feel tired during the day, only when there is a dream, he will sleep deeply for a long time.

Just as Jiang Lique was thinking wildly, the small black lock actually emitted a burst of invisible ripples that were invisible to the naked eye, as if something was slightly bounced open.

"Strange, how do I feel like someone was looking at me just now?" Jiang Liqi was puzzled, scratching his head and looking around.

...

At this time, in a dense forest outside Yuehua City, a young man dressed as a Taoist in a green shirt was in shock.

He had just swept the entire city with his divine sense, but he found that his divine sense seemed to have slipped somewhere, and it didn't feel real.

He wasn't sure if it was a delusion or real.

He thought suspiciously, "Could it be that there are also immortal cultivators in this small town?"

When the green-shirted Taoist was shocked, he decided to try again.

After the Tsing Yi Dao Man's divine sense swept through another wave, he found that he had not gained anything, his eyes were full of doubts, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that I am too suspicious?"

The Qingyi Taoist looked at Yuehua City from afar, thoughtful, and suddenly didn't know what he thought, his eyes flashed, his breath shrank, and he disappeared out of thin air here!

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