Chapter 1: Resurrection of the Dead

At the very end of the Han River, where the water of the Han River meets the East China Sea, there is a beautiful village where peach trees bloom along the Han River during the spring equinox in February. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sea of beautiful pink flowers brings a sweet and dreamlike atmosphere to this countryside, attracting many infatuated men and women to make eternal vows to each other here.

In Taohuapu, near the river, sat a middle-aged angler, with a thick beard and a beard that obscured his face, making it impossible to see his forehead, but his height of eight feet had a sense of oppression.

He is not from here, he has been here since 10 years ago, built a simple hut to shelter from the wind and rain, relies on fishing for a living, and does not want to have too much contact with the local villagers of Taohua Village.

Many old villagers occasionally advanced him when chatting, and also said that he drowned in the Han River, because the resentment did not disperse, so he appeared, he was a water ghost, so no villager was willing to touch him, except for his fish.

Although many villagers are afraid to go near Taohuapu, it is a place for the children of the villagers to play, because Uncle Water Ghost will teach them kung fu.

Surrounded by mountains, Taohua Village has limited arable land that can be cultivated, so it can't support many people, and only the eldest son of each family can get all the property of his father's generation, including arable land, so most of the people will go out to earn a living and never return.

Adjacent to Taohua Village is Zhangjiaji, a large village with a population of several thousand, just a few mountains away, and many Taohua residents will sell their own buckwheat and corn to exchange their local products with Zhangjiaji.

The naughty boys of the two villages are not so friendly, they usually gather in Taohuapu and then line up, of course, most of the fights are lost by the naughty boys of Taohua Village, because their number is only half of that of Zhangjiaji.

One day, the naughty boys in Peach Blossom Village found that one of their companions nicknamed 'Little Beggar' became very powerful when they were fighting in a group, and Zhang Jiaji's three or five naughty children couldn't get close, you must know that the little beggar had no father or mother since he was a child, and he didn't eat the last meal, and he couldn't keep up with the skinny look, and he fell down when the wind blew.

The little beggar told them why, and then they learned some simple tricks from the water ghost. Of course, this is paid, and many residents of Taohua Village soon found that their bacon and potato heads were stolen every now and then. A few months later, Peach Blossom Village never lost the "big war" between Peach Blossom Village and Zhangjiaji's naughty boys.

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"Xiao Hei, a few days ago, the little beggar was attacked by several bosses of Zhangjiaji in the mountain temple, and I heard that his head was knocked out with a stone", the son of the head of Taohua Village who spoke, although he was only eleven or twelve years old, his body was very strong, and he was very strong in fighting.

His father is the head of Peach Blossom Village, and he is also the "leader" of all the naughty children in Peach Blossom Village, and he is sometimes proud of it.

The one named Xiao Hei is a slightly shorter than him, but his appearance is the same as black charcoal, and I don't know how old he has been with him since he was a little black. He has the best time with Da Zhuang's "leader", and usually Da Zhuang will tell him some things.

"He has no place to live, so he can only live in the mountain temple, although that place is quite scary", Xiao Hei smacked his lips, "I'm still depressed that Zhang Jiaji has no news in recent months, it turns out that he knows the culprit, hey, they don't dare to go to Uncle Water Ghost, usually we are almost not alone, only he had the best to start."

Da Zhuang clasped his hands to his chest and scolded and said, "Let's go see how he is, no matter what, we have to get the field back, we must retaliate, we can't let them underestimate our Peach Blossom Village, you go and inform other people."

Xiao Hei kicked the stone under his feet, "The problem is not the matter of revenge, but now the little beggar is sitting on the threshold of the mountain temple all day long, muttering to himself and not knowing what to say", Xiao Hei got angry, "Talking to him, he just looked up and saw that we didn't speak, which is really angry." ”

"Hehe, it's stupid to be beaten! Anyway, it's okay to be stupid, no one cares", Da Zhuang is as cold-blooded as ever, Xiao Hei is used to it.

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The mountain temple is located in the deepest part of the mountain col, there are few people in the deep mountain and old forest, and the mountain temple has been standing there when the village of Taohua Village was formed, so the mountain temple is very majestic in the hearts of the villagers of Taohua Village.

Because the red paint on the exterior of the ancient mountain temple has long been scattered, revealing the white building stones inside, the pine gate has long been tattered, and every time there is a strong wind, it will make a 'squeak' sound, and with the chirping of crows at night, there is a terrifying atmosphere.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly during the day, and the little beggar named Xiao Er was sitting on the threshold of the mountain temple, staring intently at the lush deep forest ahead.

The little beggar was born Yang Qing, and the first few years of his birth also counted as a wealthy family, his father was a showman who made a living by writing family letters for others, and his mother worked in the fields.

But when he was six years old, his father suddenly decided to go to the city to take the top exam, and there was no news. After her father left, her mother was depressed and had a serious illness, so she could only sell her property and land, and then died.

Fortunately, the Taohua villagers are pure, caring and friendly, and today this family will give him a mouthful, and tomorrow the family will give his son clothes that he does not use, and he himself will live in the mountain temple.

In addition to the peach blossom village in the year to pray to the mountain god for blessing and sacrifice, the mountain temple rarely has visitors, here is just another "home" for him, some eat and live, every year on the day of the blessing sacrifice, the villagers offer a dazzling array of tributes to the mountain god, he can also enjoy an oral mouth, sometimes he can't eat him and take it to the water ghost uncle, the water ghost uncle will teach him some fighting moves, the little beggar feels very happy.

"This script is completely wrong, the crossing happened to me", sitting on the threshold of the mountain temple at this time, Yang Qing's tone was full of depression and resentment, "It's sad that this body name is also called Yang Qing."

Yang Qing is a college student, because there is a street between his dormitory and the teaching building, although there are traffic lights on the street, but there are many rich second generations in their school, and they usually drive supercars unscrupulously, and there have been several accidents before Yang Qing, and it will happen to him if he doesn't arrive first.

I still remember the feeling of steel hitting me instantly, the whole world suddenly became very quiet, and I can never forget the eyes of the long-haired girl who drove, frightened and remorseful, what beautiful eyes, Yang Qing can't hate even if he wants to hate "Damn, red face and trouble" This was the last sentence in Yang Qing's mind, and then his eyes went black.

When Yang Qing woke up, it was already a person, this Yang Qing was not Yang Qing, this little beggar was also unlucky, he was beaten by others when he walked, and his head was knocked out, but his soul was knocked away.

"I hope your soul can live in my original body, it was an era of abundance and abundance", Yang Qing could only pray silently in his heart.

Although I was born in this village, my relatives are almost no longer alive, and my hometown is not my hometown, so I have to go to the big city to learn a craft first, and my stomach is the first.

Although Yang Qing's body is only about fourteen years old, his mind is very mature after all. "I have to go and say goodbye to Uncle Water Ghost first", Yang Qing's mind had already blurred the faces of his parents, and the only thing left was Uncle Water Ghost fishing near the river.

"Damn, I still have to get some money, I really can't beg all the way, and now I'm no different from a beggar. “

At this time, the peach blossoms are blooming brilliantly, the pink petals are blooming charmingly, and the peach blossoms are like the cheeks of a beauty, seductive and mysterious.

The thatched hut where Uncle Shui's uncle is located is on the highest part of Pwangpapo, that is, a small hill, and the thatched hut can escape the flooding of the Han River when the Han River is usually high.

Thatched houses are roofed with straw and pine as the backbone. Yang Qing slept in it, and there was no problem with the wind and sunshine normally, but once the heavy rain poured in, the rain would flow down the straw sparse place into the thatched house, and 'tick' on the bed in the room, which was even more uncomfortable in winter, and I don't know how the water ghost stayed here.

"I guess he's really a water ghost", Yang Qing didn't stay long in front of the thatched house, walked towards the river, and saw a black shadow sitting on a big stone along the river, Yang Qing quickened his pace.

"Uncle Water Ghost, how is the result of today's battle", Yang Qing was still seven or eight feet away from the Water Ghost, but the voice had already arrived.

The water ghost turned his head, most of his face was covered after not shaving and cutting his hair for many years, his eyes were sharp and energetic, "It's okay, I caught a fat carp weighing three catties, two crucian carp, and a dozen grass carp." ”

"Oh, yes?" Yang Qing found the rock in the gap next to the water ghost and sat on it, no longer speaking. Most of the time, there was silence between Yang Qing and the water ghost, but Yang Qing did feel that this atmosphere was very good.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Qing said slowly: "Uncle Water Ghost, I may leave Peach Blossom Village in a few days." “

"Why", the eyes of the water ghost did not leave the fish drift in the water, and his tone was flat.

"Anyway, I don't have any relatives here, I can't be a beggar for the rest of my life, I have to go to the big city to learn a craft", Yang Qing told the truth, he hoped that the water ghost could give better advice, and in this strange ancient world, Yang Qing was given enough strangeness.

"Oh", the water ghost was still so bland, just put away the hook and changed the bait, and threw the fish into the boiling river.

After a long time, the moment Yang Qing remembered to get up and leave, the water ghost finally spoke, "Wait for the day after tomorrow when you leave, help me send a letter, I am teaching you a set of martial arts instead of martial arts, so that you can also have self-defense on the road."

There are two kinds of martial arts and martial arts in this world, and countless are force and fist and foot skills, but martial arts are very different and can completely change a person.