Yang Junshan was horrified and sat up suddenly. Only then did he realize that he was actually on a wooden bed. As he shook violently, the exquisite wooden bed under him did not move at all.
Unfamiliar wooden bed, unfamiliar beams, unfamiliar rafters, unfamiliar walls, unfamiliar furnishings in the house.
There was an unfamiliar high-profile and luxury everywhere, covering up bit by bit the things that had long been solidified in the depths of Yang Junshan's memory.
The only thing that seemed familiar to him was the body that had shrunk by half, but was wearing the same luxurious and unfamiliar clothes.
How did I become a half-grown child? When did I become so wealthy! This thought has not yet appeared in Yang Junshan's mind, but a more powerful thought has already exploded in his mind, leaving him stunned: This is not what I was like a hundred years ago. Have I been reborn?
In Yu County, Yuzhou, the memory of the tenth-generation son of the famous Yang family and the experience a hundred years later began to exclude each other in his mind. Scenes of memories from different times and places emerged in confusion.
The confusion of time and space made Yang Junshan completely confused. It was not until a white and tender hand swayed in front of him more clearly that Yang Junshan came back to his senses.
A small pink face with a bright smile suddenly appeared in his sight.
"Giggle" and said with a smile: "Brother, brother, the soul is back, the soul is back!" Yang Junshan's eyes rekindled the color, looking at the cute little girl in front of him, he asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief. : "Little sister?" The little girl giggled, then took her little hand away from Yang Junshan's eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "Brother is in such a daze that he doesn't even recognize little sister? You have been lying beside the bed in a daze for an hour. "Are you thinking about the Xishan paddock?" The little girl's words caused the memory in Yang Junshan's mind to instantly look back from a hundred years ago, until a scene that happened a hundred years ago in Yang Junshan's memory reappeared in his mind. now.
Then Yang Junshan helplessly discovered that the scene had nothing to do with the scene in front of him. The prodigal son who had gone through hundreds of vicissitudes of life in his previous life and the young Yang Junshan at this time could never be integrated together.
Just when Yang Junshan was confused, the little girl had already jumped to Yang Junshan's side.
Turning around and holding the edge of the bed with both hands, Yang Junxin and Yang Junshan sat side by side on the edge of the bed. Immediately afterwards, a sweet children's voice sounded: "I heard from Dad and Uncle Baishan that the fairies in the Xishan paddock are only high-grade fairies at most. They are far inferior to the ones produced in the paddocks of Yuancheng Mountain of my Yang family. The best fairy spirit, not to mention compared with several fairy enclosures in my Quwu Mountain. Moreover, it is very dangerous inside Xishan Mountain. It is said that wild beasts have appeared in recent years. It is also dangerous for monks in the late mortal realm to go there. It is even more dangerous. It's not as safe as my Yang family's paddock, why don't you go?" Yang Junshan touched his sister's head in confusion, which made Yang Junxin look reluctant: "Oh, don't touch your head, it's so early in the morning. Where are the braids for me!" Scenes from his past life flashed back and forth in his mind, intertwined with the memory of the tenth generation son of the famous Yang family at this moment.
Yang Junshan still couldn't come to his senses, and pretended to smile unintentionally: "Don't worry, little sister, although Xishan is dangerous, the top-grade immortals are not as good as the output of our Yang family's paddock, but there may not be top-grade immortals in it. Besides, This time, the four sects of Xijun invited my Yang family to hunt Xishan together. They all dare to send their direct disciples into Xishan. As the tenth generation direct son of the Yang family, shouldn’t I dare to earn a name for my Yang family?”
"How can it be so easy!" A voice made Yang Junshan look past his younger sister Yang Junxin. A little boy who was two or three years younger than him but had a similar appearance was standing at the door.
Hearing Yang Junshan's words, Yang Junping curled his lips and said: "Brother, dad finally exchanged a piece of fairy spirit from the family. Although it is not good, it can still be regarded as a top-grade fairy. Although my Yang family is a jade The number one family in the state, but since my grandfather's generation, the number of core direct descendants of my Yang family has increased. Even counting from the lineage of great-great-grandfather Hua, I now have more than thirty people in my generation, not to mention Xing Ting, Xing Ting, and Xing Ting. There are more than a hundred disciples of the three great grandfathers, Song and Xingsa. In total, there are more than a hundred people in the gentleman generation. You don't know, for this fairy thing, Dad may have spent a lot of contribution points in exchange for it. In addition to shaking There are really not many Tianzong and the four major sects in Yuzhou who can afford the use of high-grade fairy spirits. Even when my father summoned the fairy spirits back then, he only used a piece of high-grade fairy spirits. It would be better for you to insist on going to Xishan Mountain. How dangerous it is there!" Yang Junshan and his second brother are only less than two years apart. The two have had a lot of fights since they were young because they were close in age. A few days ago, they even argued over the ownership of a bow.
Yang Junshan relied on his age and strength to snatch the mulberry bow from his second brother, which made him cry at his parents for a while.
It wasn't until his father promised to buy him a mulberry bow when he was ten years old that things stopped. Yang Junshan looked at his second brother with a face full of blame and a hint of worry, but he couldn't help but recall more than a hundred years of experience in his sleep.
He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and said warmly: "Don't worry, second brother, I'm just going to Xi Mountain. If you don't get much, it won't be too late to come back and use the high-grade fairy spirit to summon the spirit. If you're lucky, brother, I'll find another one." Fairy spirit, then that high-grade fairy spirit will belong to you, second brother!" Yang Junping's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he thought of something again and muttered: "If you had talked to me like this the day before yesterday, that mulberry bow would have I won't argue with you anymore. I know that dad bought that mulberry bow just for you to go to Xishan." Yang Junshan saw his second brother muttering to the side and couldn't help but ask: "Second brother, what did you say?" Yang Junping snorted. : "I don't want your fairy spirit. You said it lightly, as if you are sure to get a high-grade fairy spirit. You don't know how dangerous it is there? I think you should use that piece of fairy spirit to summon the spirit quickly. Let's Jun Ming, the son of Tian Fang's fourth aunt, has a second-class qualification for the Four Spiritual Abilities. If you don't hold on tight, you may not be able to keep your position as the tenth generation eldest son." Yang Junshan jumped off the edge of the bed and walked over. The second brother smiled in front of him and patted his shoulder, saying: "Don't worry, nothing will happen." Yang Junshan said this, but he felt the veins on the top of his head bulging. This Yang Junming, who was in the lineage of his great-grandfather, would not It's that Ming!
Also, didn't my fourth aunt Yang Tianfang marry into the Shaking Sky Sect? Well, she was now the third aunt in name.
When his great-grandfather succeeded him as the seventh-generation head of the family, his uncle had already eliminated him from the direct line, so naturally he would not be ranked in the ninth-generation Tianzi generation.
But this is just a matter of status. Privately, no one has changed the original ranking. Yang Junshan stepped out of the room and looked at the backyard of the Xixi County government office where he had lived for two years, looking dazed.
Thinking of his great-aunt Zhang Bo, he was from Huangyuan Town, Mengyu County. Moreover, the person his fourth son Yang Tianhong called Zhang Chenghong in his dream memory was the father of Zhang Yueming, one of the three great heroes in his memory.
Isn't this a coincidence? Isn't this a coincidence? It's not! If the identity of his second brother Yang Junming has yet to be confirmed, Yang Junbin, the third brother of his fourteenth aunt's family, is probably that Bin.
After all, my great-uncle Ning Shijie, who came from Huangshan Town in Mengyu County, was the head of the Ning family, one of the three powerful men in Mengyu County, in his memory.
His fourteenth uncle Yang Tianji was called Ning Ji in his dream memory, and he was the guard of Huangshan Town in Mengyu County.
In this way, my grafted third brother Yang Junbin should probably be Ning Bin, one of the three great heroes in his memory.
In this way, Yang Junxu, the fourth brother of his fifteenth aunt's family, is also that Xu. After all, his great-aunt Ouyang Yan also comes from the Ouyang family.
The last of the three heroes who shook the sky in my memory was none other than Ouyang Xulin of the Ouyang family. What is going on? Did I really just have a century-old dream?
After the collapse of the Shaking Sky Sect, how could the three great heroes of the Shaking Sky Sect become his cousins!
Although I call Aunt Tian Fang the fourth aunt, Aunt Tian Fang the fourteenth aunt, and Aunt Tian Jue the fifteenth aunt, they are based on the generational ranking of the four brothers and sisters of my grandfather.
If we just talk about his grandfather Yang Chenglie's lineage, these three aunts are Yang Junshan's biological aunts, so Yang Junming, Yang Junbin, and Yang Junxu are not his biological aunts and cousins.
Ahem! Cousin! Although Lianli is a cousin, their father is regarded as a bride-in-law. Well, he is also the direct cousin of the Yang family through his ancestors and father. That is the Yang family with the most righteous blood.
But when he looked at Changsun Xiu, Yu Mingxian, and Xiong Changfeng who were all his uncles in his memory, the corners of Yang Junshan's mouth twitched for a moment.
Good guy, the heads of the four powerful real-world families in Jinyu and Mengyu counties have all joined the Yang family! Well, the originally powerful Ma and Sun families in Chenyu County have long been eliminated by Yang Jiarong, leaving only a few martial arts disciples to inherit the family's legacy.
But why are the memories in dreams so real? If they are not right, some are right. For example, his second brother is still named Yang Junping, ranking ninth in the lineage of his great-grandfather, Mr. Hua.
His own little sister is still named Yang Junxin, ranked twelfth, and his parents are also the parents in the dream, but their identities are very different.
In addition, her seventh aunt Yang Tianyan and her seventh uncle An Xia are still married, and their only son and thirteenth brother are still named Yang Junhao.
Reading La But now that the Yang family is powerful, his seventh uncle An Xia naturally has no idea of letting Yang Junhao change his surname to An. Now the family is staying in the Yang family honestly.
My ninth aunt Yang Tianling and ninth uncle Peng Shidao also got married, but this time there was no tragedy for them in later generations. The only daughter and tenth sister was never named Peng Qi, but was named Yang Junqi from birth.
But his biological grandfather is still Yang Lie. Apart from his cultivation status, his character and temperament are the same as in his dream. His second grandfather Yang Xi, third aunt Yang Yan, and fourth grandfather Yang Jiao have not changed.
Well, Wang turned out to be his own grandmother! Ah, my head is going to explode!
