The crops of the Qianshan family are not far to the east of the Qianshan family, because the Qianshan family is in the easternmost part of the Qianjia Village.

However, at this moment, Qianshan couldn't find his own iron pickaxe, and after standing in the courtyard and thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that two days ago, he was borrowed by his good brother Chizuru. Qianshan did not stop, and rushed all the way to the house of Qianhe in the village.

Chizuru has lived alone in the past two years, and he has said more than once that he is not young, and he should start a family! When I see him this time, I must talk about it, could it be that Qianshan paused on the road, could it be that this kid is still thinking about this girl?

Qianshan pinched his fingers and calculated, in the past few years, Qianhe, this kid, has refused to accept the matchmaker's matchmaker, in terms of time, isn't it the time to cut off contact with that girl! Thinking of this, Qianshan couldn't help but feel angry from the bottom of his heart, this good brother grew up together when he was a child. Qianshan is two years older than him, and because he has no father or mother, he often eats at Qianzuru's house when he is young, so the two of them are like brothers.

If that's the case, this time we must talk about this kid! Only Qianshan can say two words about him, and others can say one word about him, and he can refute ten sentences from others! If you don't forget that girl, won't this life be ruined?

Qianshan was furious and pushed open the fence door of Qianhe's house: "Little crane!"

Qianshan shouted a few times, but still no one came out of the back room, thinking about this kid in his heart, and he didn't know where to go hunting. Forget it, next time I'm going to talk about this matter, yes, ask Yueniang to persuade her well, some aspects are not solved by the big old man, with a tough attitude, oh yes! This time it's the right thing! He rang out suddenly, this is to get the pickaxe back.

Looking around Chizuru's courtyard, he found that his iron pickaxe was leaning against the kitchen door, and Qianhe wanted to take it first, and then tell Chizuru when he came back at night that he had taken the iron pickaxe himself, and by the way, he would talk about his marriage!

Carrying an iron pickaxe on his shoulder, he thought that using this thing to cut sweet potatoes is a bit overkill, but this thing is very easy to use!

Qianshan, who gently closed the fence door, was about to leave, when the corner of his eye unconsciously looked back at the small courtyard of Qianhe, and a trace of the spiritual sense of a good hunter made him feel a little shocked.

Qianshan has been hunting in the mountains since he was a child, and he has developed a pair of keen eyesight, and he noticed at this moment that on the ground in the middle of the courtyard of Qianhe, a small piece of soil arched up, and he couldn't notice it at all if he didn't look carefully.

What have you planted, have you sprouted? No, Qianshan thinks about it, it's autumn, what else to plant?

He pulled open the door of the fence again, and walked slowly into the protruding mound. Seeing a small gap, caused by a protruding clod of earth next to it, Chiyama put down his iron pickaxe, leaned down and used his hands to pick up the arched clod of earth to see what was underneath.

"Oops!" Chiyama jerked his hand back, and a few drops of blood flowed out of his fingers and dripped into the small puddle he had picked up. I don't know what the road is below, but it's unusually sharp.

Qianshan casually wiped the wound with dry soil to stop the bleeding, and this soil method also had some effect.

Besides, in the bloody pit, the gray-brown soil slowly bulged. Qianshan took two steps back in surprise, could it be a groundhog? This little thing actually opened the way today, and came to someone's courtyard, and it was not small, Qianshan clenched the iron pickaxe next to him, and was about to give it a pickaxe.

No, Qianshan saw it clearly, yes, yes, the bright tip of the sword!

It's a sword, Chiyama rubbed his eyes. It's incredible, thinking about it, the unsheathed sword grows out of the ground like a dealer, how can a sword come out of the ground, and there is not a trace of rust.

When the sword was completely unearthed, Qianshan saw that he had a drop of blood at the tip of the sword, and the blood droplet slowly seeped in, and then the sword body trembled violently and hissed. This and this, Qianshan took several steps back in a row, it's too weird!

The dazzling brilliance illuminated the space within a radius of several zhang, and even though it was still daytime at the moment, it still couldn't block the bright light emitted by the sword body.

I don't know how long it took for the sword to hang in the air, and the brilliance on the surface faded. Qianshan vaguely saw two big characters emerge from the hilt of the sword - Yuheng!

Before he could see the sword itself, the strange sword trembled violently, and flew into the sky with a 'whoosh', and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After being in a daze for a while, Qianshan recovered, and if it weren't for the wound on his finger, he would have thought it was a dream.

In the world of immortal cultivators, he had heard the elders mention it, and it was also slightly recorded in the genealogical classics. But this has nothing to do with them, the people, not to mention that the required natural materials and treasures are difficult to find, and even coincidental coincidences are nowhere to be found, let alone this anti-heaven way that violates the mandate of heaven.

Shaking his head, Qianer looked at the ground and found that there were no potholes as they should be, and they were still mediocre, whether it was true just now, but the wound on his hand was really real!

Forget it, Qianshan didn't take it seriously. At present, satisfying Yueniang's appetite is the right thing, and the wife and children are the first. He also decided not to mention this matter to Yueniang, lest Yueniang in the confinement worry about himself, and come back in the evening to ask Qianhe.

Qianshan didn't know what to do, and the coincidence that he didn't dare to imagine was rubbing shoulders with him just now.

The thousand illusions and strange things that the cultivation realm has recently said are actually the unearthed flying sword, but the mistake in time calculation made King Er a substitute for the ghost.

The treasure unearthed should be accompanied by celestial phenomena, but the uniqueness of this sword is that it hides its own breath. Qianshan didn't know that this sword turned out to be a rank in the cultivation realm immortal sword rankings, the top three Yuheng swords, the cultivation realm itself is dangerous, there are one or two magic weapons can be like a tiger with wings, not to mention the immortal weapons in the immortal realm that fall in the cultivation realm!

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Ten years have passed in a flash, and when you think about it, time really can't stand the count!

In a courtyard, the dead leaves blown off by the autumn wind are constantly dangling on the fence gate.

Not far away, a child hid behind a large tree with a slingshot in his hand, and looked intently at a kingfisher on the branch. This bird is very gorgeous, especially the tail feathers can change thousands of colors when refracted by the sun.

Take aim and shoot without hesitation. The leather strip used for the slingshot is the tendon that Daddy extracted from the beasts in the mountains, which is full of toughness and elasticity.

The kingfisher of the branch fell in response, but unfortunately it didn't have time to flutter a few times, and it was killed.

"Qian'er!" stood an old man on the opposite side of the tree, and the old man's eyes revealed determination.

"Clan...... Patriarch Grandpa!"

It turned out that the child who shot the bird was the son of Qian'er, the son of Qianshan Yueniang, and the old man on the other side was the patriarch who had saved his life. After hearing the patriarch's shouts, Qianer quickly hid the slingshot behind him, smirking and touching his head. This is not the first time that the patriarch's grandfather has been caught.

"All things have spirits, don't deprive them of their lives for the sake of greedy self-interest!" the patriarch picked up the kingfisher on the ground and shook his head regretfully, "Take it! You have also accumulated a lot of feathers of this bird, right?"

Qian'er was terrified, and took it from the hands of the patriarch's grandfather, the dead kingfisher bird, the patriarch's grandfather's words were almost the same every time, as if he was a monk.

"I made a note of it, Grandpa Patriarch!" After saying that, Qian'er turned around and ran away!

"Don't go yet!" the patriarch suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming out, "Come here, let me see!"

Qianer stopped, the patriarch's grandfather's words, he listened the most. Haven't you seen the birds? Although Qian'er had some doubts in his heart, he still walked towards the patriarch step by step.

The patriarch did not look at the kingfisher in Qian'er's hand, but stretched out his hand to Qian'er's neck. The patriarch's hand was large and heavy, and he gently pulled away the cotton clothes around Qian'er's neck. The first thing the patriarch saw was a black mole, and the men of the Qian family all had one on their chests, and most of them were in similar positions.

Qianshan and his son Qian'er's black moles are a little longer than others, and they can be seen by moving the collar of their clothes slightly. The patriarch lightly clicked with his hand, the black mole that symbolizes inheritance, of course, he is not for this.

The patriarch's hand went down Qian'er's dark skin, reached out and grabbed it, followed the talisman for most of his life, the patriarch rubbed it with his hand, this token passed down from his ancestors, and was instantly penetrated by a warm current throughout his body.

Looking at this crescent-shaped, black-covered ancestral heirloom of unknown material, the patriarch involuntarily left muddy tears.

The purpose of the patriarch's trip is this amulet, because early this morning, the patriarch felt restless, came to the ancestral hall to take a look, and found that the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors were inexplicably oozing water.

So he made a divination -- the big murderer! This and this, this and this...... What the hell is going to happen?" the patriarch kept muttering in his heart.

"Ah!" the patriarch snapped his hand back as he felt the amulet burn like fire.

The patriarch hurriedly asked Qian'er: "Is it hot?"

"Is it?" Qian'er pinched the crescent amulet in his hand, "It's not hot at all, it's still cold......!" Qian'er said as he put the crescent moon in his mouth, which he often did.

"That's good. The patriarch was apprehensive and nodded, "Your father is not at home?"

"It's the patriarch!" In the small fence courtyard not far from the patriarch and Qian'er, Yueniang, dressed as a farmer, said, "The head of the family went to the market and changed some rice and noodles." ”

Qianshan, where Orion was born, often exchanged the hunted animals or furs for some rice, flour and daily necessities. Although the bazaar is only a dozen miles away, Qianshan still set off early in the morning, not only to change some rice noodles, to go early, maybe he can also pick up some loose work at the dock, odd jobs, but also to subsidize some family income.

"Yes, the head of the house went to the market. Qian'er learned his mother's tone, "You also said to buy me something delicious!"

"You naughty ghost!" the patriarch was lightly afraid of patting Qian'er's little brain, but he couldn't lift his strength in his heart.

Yueniang knew the patriarch's life-saving grace to her and Qian'er, and she was even more respectful to the patriarch: "Is there anything wrong with the patriarch looking for him? As soon as he comes back, I'll tell him!"

The patriarch said several times in a row, as if he had forgotten to stop talking: "There is nothing to do, nothing to do......"

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