Thousands of Mountains

Another sunny, sunny day.

The sun in the northwest seems to be free of money. It hangs like this every day. People in Chaha Town happily discuss their lives under this sunlight. Only one and a half children moan and sigh every day.

Looking at the bright sun, Yin Cen felt more bored in his heart. He sat astride the gate as usual, leaning his small body crookedly on the gatepost on one side, watching from the outside. In the past, the upper body hidden in the shadows could not see the face clearly.

He looked at the few people on the street. This street was already well-known in his mind—from the east end was Uncle Li’s coffin shop, followed by Zhang Mazi’s steamed stuffed bun shop, next to Sister Zhao’s noodle shop, Aunt Zhao was good-looking, and Zhang Mazi had been staring at him, but he was so ugly that Aunt Zhao didn't even bother to look at him... Then it was her blacksmith's shop.

Even if this walk is over, there is a better row of shops on the opposite side. There is the only rouge and gouache shop in the town, and sisters and sisters-in-law from neighboring towns also come here to buy. There is also a tailor shop, a rice noodle, oil and grain shop and A pen, ink, paper and inkstone shop whose doors are too narrow to be seen... There are less than ten shops in total, and Yin Cen has been looking at them for five years.

Now he is five years old, and he has been sitting on this threshold for four and a half years. When he was just able to crawl and move, he struggled to crawl out of the door every day. Yin Tiejiang and his wife were stunned. How can there be such a small child who can't stay at home.

Yin Cen is waiting for someone.

After waiting for five years, the anxiety in my heart has not been healed, but it has increased day by day.

He remembered how wise and powerful an Interpol sharpshooter he was in his previous life, and how he died unbelievably from a gun malfunction, with green smoke still rising from the muzzle, his body crooked into a strange shape when he fell on the ground, his face Forever frozen in a stunned and incredible expression.

The memory that follows the next moment is reincarnation|After reincarnation, I was taken out of the general's mansion by a man in black, and wrapped tightly in his arms. The man covered his face and rode a horse, fast and steady. There was a mixed smell of weeds and wild animals. Yin Cen smelled the smell all the way, as well as the spring in the mountains and rivers along the way. After running exhaustedly for more than half a month, he came to Chaha Town.

Then, before dawn, the man in black threw him at the gate of Blacksmith Yin and his wife, and left.

Five years later, Yin Cen was already able to run and jump. He still remembered how the man in black carefully protected him during the half month of fleeing for his life, and found a nanny for him along the way, lest he be cold or hungry. Human, how can you throw it away casually in the end and let it go?

Yin Cen couldn't figure it out, and he didn't believe it. In such a town that doesn't shit, he still had the unfulfilled ambition of his previous life. When he thought about it, he felt sad. Yin Cen raised a pair of small fleshy hands to cover his face, Sadly in my heart, "Let me fend for myself!"

"Cen'er, tell your father to come back for dinner!" A vigorous shout came from behind.

With this cry, Yin Cen's mournful thoughts seemed to be like ghosts after seeing the light, and they dissipated in an instant. Tendon meat, the father who slammed the iron said, "Mother told you to come in for dinner."

"Understood, Cen'er will go first, and I will come when I finish tempering this knife. After a while, Zhang Ma next door...Your Uncle Zhang is coming to get it." Blacksmith Yin smiled at Yin Cen, with some iron stuffed into the wrinkles on his face. crumbs.

Yin Cen hummed, stood up and moved into the house, Gan was hugging his younger sister and coaxing her to feed her food softly, when she saw him coming, she raised her voice slightly and said, "Cen'er, take your younger sister after dinner, ah Mother is going to the next town to do some shopping."

Yin Cen nodded, and asked with blinking eyes, "What is Madam going to do? Can Madam carry it by herself? Do you want to let Sister Zhao take the younger sister next door, and Cen'er will help Madam carry things."

When Gan heard this, she burst into laughter, and stretched out her hand to scrape the tip of Yin Cen's nose, "You little clever ghost, your mother is the one who can forge iron and knife for your father, no more than ordinary women, let alone Today's items are not heavy, so Auntie will come back as soon as she goes."

Yin Cen also laughed, bowed his head to eat and stopped talking.

The blacksmith and his wife never told him about his life experience, they only raised him as their own son, reprimanded and beat him mercilessly when he was mischievous, and then hugged him so distressed that he cried. There is nothing wrong with ordinary people from a small family. Bound by the rules, and not yet at the age of enlightenment, Yin Cen has been playing around in the past few years, but Chaha Town is so small, no matter how wild he is, he just rolls from east to west on this unique street. West, from Xilai to East, there is no way to turn out the big tricks.

Yin Cen has observed the customs of Chaha Town and the surrounding geographical environment, and his intuition should be a border town in the west, but he is too young to go farther to see more. His knowledge was limited, and he couldn't ask more questions. When he was three years old, he accidentally squeezed into the pen, ink, paper and inkstone shop that was so narrow that he couldn't see the door. He saw an old man with white beard and hair and a rough face. "What year is it? Where is this place?"

Seeing this question coming out of the mouth of the three-year-old, the old gentleman trembled in fright. He stroked his beard and said, "It is the seventh year of Qingxi, and this place is under the Seven Guards of Kansai of the Great Chen Kingdom." Set up Chaha Town in Qingyuan Prefecture."

The old man's words made Yin Cen even more dizzy, and he asked directly, "What dynasty is it now?"

"Ning Chao." The old gentleman was decisive.

Ning Dynasty?Yin Cen searched quickly in his mind and made sure that there was no such dynasty in history. He thought for a while and asked, "What is the mountain that you can see at the west end of the town?"

"Qilian Mountain." The old man seemed a little happy. After sitting for decades, someone finally came to ask and answer him, even though this person was just a three-year-old baby.

That's right, this place is in the northwest, so what's the situation in Ning Dynasty?Yin Cen continued to ask, "What is the name of the current emperor? What was the previous dynasty?"

The old man cupped his hands towards the east, "The current emperor Ningxi, the previous dynasty was already a hundred years ago, Ning Tai | Ancestor even wiped out the six kingdoms and unified the world."

"Which six countries will be destroyed?" Yin Cen chased after him, trembling in his heart, don't tell me it's Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi.

The old man closed his eyes and thought for a while, then stretched out his fingers and said, "Yan."

Yin Cen was startled, his eyes widened, and the old man continued to count, "Xun, Cui, Song, Yueshi, and Xiahe." The old man opened his eyes, as if he was very satisfied with himself, stroked his white beard and shook his head slightly.

Just as Yin Cen let go of his heart, he couldn't help being suspicious. He was very sure that this was not any dynasty he had learned about in history class in his previous life. Such a dynasty that lasted for a hundred years could not be quietly annihilated in history. Perhaps, he, with the memories of his previous life, was reincarnated into an unheard of world that actually exists at this moment.

He bit his lips subconsciously, the pain felt so real, the world was real, he was real, even the Qilian Mountains that rose day by day were real in front of his eyes, but all this, why was it so like a dream.

Yin Cen doesn't remember how he got out of the shop and how he came home that day, but he just remembered that he had an inexplicable high fever for two days. He said "Mother—", somehow, he accepted this world from the bottom of his heart at that moment, accepted Chaha Town, accepted the blacksmith father and Gan's mother.

That day, Gan rubbed his slightly scorched face, and the tough woman in the blacksmith's shop exuded unprecedented tenderness, and said, "Cen'er, you're going to have a younger sister."

Fast forward to now, Yin Cun has grown up safely and smoothly, except for this little human body that makes Yin Cen feel suffocated, everything else has gradually adapted to it. Chaha Town is so peaceful that it seems that time has stood still, and occasionally dreaming back at midnight, Yin Cen remembered the unfulfilled ambition of the sharpshooter, and his heart tossed, but he only sighed helplessly.

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