Another night

I haven't slept since yesterday, and I've been busy all night and a morning, how many all-nighters have this been? Sleep Qiu is about to collapse, and if it continues like this, I'm afraid that people will come to the middle way and collapse, and let me sleep for a few hours, I really can't hold on! Chapter 1 Immortals

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!" Chapter 1 Faerie

Yang Junshan was frightened, his body suddenly sat up, and then he suddenly realized that he was actually on a wooden bed at this time, and with his violent shaking, the wooden bed under him also protested with grinning teeth.

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar beams, the familiar rafters, the familiar walls, and the familiar furnishings in the house are full of long-lost warmth and nature, and the things that have long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory are pulled out little by little.

The only thing that struck him unfamiliar was his half-shrunken body, but he was wearing the same warm and familiar clothes on it.

How did I become a half-grown child?

This thought had not yet arisen in Yang Junshan's mind, and a more powerful thought had already exploded in his mind, making him stunned: This is what Lao Tzu looked like a hundred years ago, Lao Tzu was reborn!

The memories of the moment and the experience of a hundred years later instantly began to repel each other in the mind, and the memories of different times and places emerged in a chaotic manner, and the confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan's whole person completely become trance-like, until a small white and tender hand shook more clearly in front of him, and Yang Junshan came back to his senses.

A small pink face with a smile like a flower suddenly appeared in his sight, and he "giggled" and said, "Brother, brother, back to the soul, back to the soul!"

Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looked at the cute little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief: "Little sister?"

The little girl grinned, then withdrew her little hand from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Brother doesn't even know the little sister? You have been lying on the edge of the bed for an hour, thinking about the enclosure of Baique Mountain, right?"

The little girl's words made the memory in Yang Junshan's mind instantly begin to go back from a hundred years later, until a scene in Yang Junshan's memory born a hundred years ago reappeared in his mind, and then completely blended with the scene in front of him, and the prodigal son who had gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes in his previous life was finally completely integrated with the young Yang Junshan.

The little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side, turned her back and propped up the edge of the bed with her hands, and sat side by side with Yang Junshan on the edge of the bed, and the sweet Tongyin continued: "I heard my father and Uncle Baishan say that the fairy things in the Baique Mountain paddock are all picked up by others, and they are still very dangerous inside, there are often fierce beasts infested, cannibalism, can't the eldest brother go?"

Yang Junshan touched his sister's head lovingly, which made Yang Junxin's face full of reluctance: "Oh, don't touch your head, this is my mother who braided my hair early in the morning!"

The scenes of his previous life kept flickering back and forth in his mind, and Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Little sister, rest assured, although Baique Mountain is dangerous, and the fairy things have also been selected by the Shaking Mountain Sect and other high-ranking clans for two rounds, but there may not be high-quality fairy things in it that they have never seen, maybe the eldest brother is lucky, and he just found it." ”

"Where is it so easy!"

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