A flash of light flashed and Yang Yu appeared on a small hill.

The ground is flat at the foot, and the sea of ​​clouds is churning on the back. There are several small wooden houses not far away. There are huge rocks behind them as peaks, which seem to be accumulated in springs, turning into a few gurgling streams and falling into a small pond next to them.

There are a few plum blossoms by the pond, and the branches are curved and reflected in the water, like an ink-wash landscape painting.

Just now, Yang Yu suddenly felt a strong wind blowing on his neck, and then he heard a crisp shout: "Hundred-step flying sword!"

Yang Yu was stunned, but quickly saw a five or six-year-old boy pushing a wooden sword half as thick as an arm with a weak internal strength in his right hand, shooting towards him!

Yang Yu burst out laughing.

"So this is the famous Hundred Steps Flying Sword?"

Yang Yu stood there, still moving.

With a puff, a slight and undetectable thought came. The small wooden sword hit Yang Yu's body, but even Yang Yu's clothes were not wiped, and it fell to the ground. It bounced twice and stopped moving.

The little boy in front of him looked pale, as if he was scared, and he seemed to have used too much force, with a little confused and suspicious look in his eyes.

At this moment, another strong wind came, but Yang Yu didn't even look at it. He stretched out a hand to the right and pressed down a small head.

"Gai Nie, Xiaozhuang, no unreasonable!"

At this moment, an old and thick voice sounded.

Yang Yu looked in the voice, but saw an old man slowly walking up from the steps in the distance.

"master!"

"master!"

The two children immediately ran towards the old man, and Yang Yu also stopped him and looked at the two children quietly.

"Gai Nie, Weizhuang...grandma, I'm a little early to travel through time!"

Yang Yu shook his head helplessly. Everything is good for traveling through time, but sometimes, the time point is not particularly accurate.

"If you don't know what to do, you will hurt others. Is this what your teacher usually teaches you?"

Although the old man seemed very old, his spine was straight and his walking was full of wind.

"Master, we know we're wrong."

The two children lowered their heads.

"You can just tell me the mistake, just go and fill the water in the backyard tank."

The old man said.

When the two children heard this, they were delighted, as if the punishment was not too heavy, so they immediately ran away happily.

The old man walked up to Yang Yu and gave a Confucian gift to Yang Yu. Yang Yu was about to go up and shake hands, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized and then gave a gift.

"The alumni came from nowhere, why did they come to my unknown hill?"

Guiguzi looked at Yang Yu's refreshing sportswear, although he was a little confused, he did not ask directly.

Yang Yu naturally would not answer the old man's question, but he guessed the identity of the old man.

"Sir, it's Wang Xu, Wang Zhenren?"

Yang Yu said.

Wang Xu, also known as Wang Chan, is named Xuanweizi.

He has many identities, all of whom are top academics and Taoist ancestors, and is one of his identities, so it is not wrong for Yang Yu to call him Zhenren Wang.

At the same time, he also has a well-known name - Guiguzi.

"It's polite!"

Guiguzi was stunned, and then gave another Taoist Three Pure Ones, with one hand behind his back, but he kept pinching something. His eyes looked at Yang Yu were full of doubt and shock.

"In the next Yang Yu, I wonder what the real person has calculated?"

Yang Yu looked at the left hand Guiguzi was carrying behind him and asked with a smile.

Guiguzi smiled helplessly, looked at Yang Yu and said, "I calculated that you are a person who is not alive or dead."

There is another saying that the so-called "non-birth and immortality" is more extensive - transcending beyond the six realms and not in the five elements.

Yang Yu smiled and followed Guiguzi into the house.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, but they also have a sense of tranquility and harmony.

"Mr. Joined the Zongli and joined forces and created a brand new opportunity for the entire China. I wonder what plans are next?"

Yang Yu and Guiguzi sat cross-legged, with a chess game in front of him, and Yang Yu couldn't quite understand it. Although he could easily crack any way with his calculation ability, Guiguzi's game was not just about moving a few pieces.

Guiguzi was stunned by Yang Yu's words, but then he burst into laughter.

"For countless years, everyone said that I, Guiguzi, used heaven and earth as the plate and sentient beings as the chess, and made the whole world uneasy and the creatures missed. I could see through what I, Wang Xu at a glance, at a glance, but I had never seen before."

Guiguzi laughed loudly. Guiguzi has always been mysterious, as if he was a paranoid who could teach a disciple at will, and he could do whatever he wanted to do and cause trouble to the people.

Guiguzi finished laughing and spoke to Yang Yu.

"Mr. Xu dares not sell himself, but if he acts urgently, there will be great troubles. The chess in front has been laid down and the plate has been running, and the things behind are not something we can control. We can only do our best."

Guiguzi said.

"Are they those two children?"

Yang Yu said that he knew who the two children were naturally, and he knew what kind of people they became later.

"yes……"

Guiguzi smiled and nodded.

The world is chaotic at the foot of the mountain, and wars are in chaos in various countries. A group of people who are straitors have helped history open a new title page.

But no one knows that the next new chapter has been slowly spread out on this small hill.

Twenty-five years later, the Xianyang Royal Palace.

"Boss, pawn..."

A man in thick clothes was carrying a bag of rice on his body and threw it on the pawnshop counter with a "bang".

The pawnshop was startled by this sound, and looked at the man in thick clothes and roared: "You are a rough man! You should go to the rice and grain shop for selling rice! You came to my pawnshop but you came to the wrong place!"

The man in thick clothes refused to give in: "No, I'll be here for you. The owner of the rice and grain shop was so unwilling that I was moldy and old, so I only gave me two cents. I was obviously new rice and good grain, and it was worth eight cents a bucket of rice!"

The pawn shop clapped and said, "Hey, I said you don't understand, don't you? I don't care whether you are moldy or fresh rice or good rice. Our pawn shop is not a rice shop, so we don't collect grain!"

"But your pawnshop obviously said to take everything!"

The man in thick clothes blushed, actually said fiercely that the pawnshop did not dare to really anger him. This farmer seemed to have some strength, otherwise he would not have saved up so much surplus grain in this world where there were a lot of taxes.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a man wearing a gorgeous dress, holding a folding fan with a jade crown on his head, walked in with a salary.

When the guy saw the young master, he immediately felt happy and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Boss, you are here. You can judge. This man must pawn rice and grain in our pawn shop! Throughout history, I have never heard of pawn shops that have collected rice and grain!"
Chapter completed!