Danzhou, a countryside surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and clear waters.

As for why we say this is the countryside, it makes me sad to talk about it.

Soap, soap, rock sugar, etc., you can't find any of these things in Danzhou. The reason is that this place is not classy enough and is too rural!

In the original work, before meeting Fan Jian, Fan Xian still dreamed of making money from glass, soap, and white sugar. After knowing the truth, he could only sigh deeply:

"If you have a son, how can you give birth to a mother?"

These things were made by my mother, Ye Qingmei, a long time ago. The reason why they are not seen in Danzhou is because these things are only used by the rich and powerful, and Danzhou does not have any of them.

Isn’t it the countryside?

After the rain, the air in Danzhou seemed particularly fragrant, and the birds couldn't bear the loneliness. They began to chirp and come out to look for food. Some unlucky child didn't know how to kill them with a slingshot.

The early worm gets eaten by the bird.

The early bird is roasted and eaten by the little brat.

By the stream, two children, a boy and a girl, aged five or six, were happily touching crabs. From time to time, they would hold up a little water and sprinkle it on each other. Their little feet were stepping in the water, so happy.

In the end, the crab was not touched, and the clothes of the two of them were quite wet.

"Brother, you should come out more often and have fun. Holding those military books of yours all day long is as calm as those old antiques. It's so boring."

"Okay, from now on I will often play with you."

The little girl smiled happily. Looking at her chubby little face with a bit of baby fat, the little boy couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

"elder brother……"

The little girl pouted and slapped his dirty hand away.

Sitting on a flat stone, he took out a few cakes from his luggage and ate them dividedly.

Eating pastries and looking at the rainbow in the sky, Fan Xian gradually fell into memories.

He is Fan Xian, but he is not Fan Xian either.

To be precise, he traveled through time and became Fan Xian, having both his own memory and Fan Xian's memory.

The most important thing is that he also watched the drama "Celebrating More Than Years", which is really a classic!

But those fanfics are a bit...

Anyway, none of them really spoke to his heart, and most of them ended up being eunuchs.

After angrily reading the last Qing Yu Nian fanfic about entering the palace again, he fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that he had traveled through time, and it was the Qing Yu Nian world.

At that time, I thought I could become Fan Xian's older brother or younger brother Dangdang, but after working for a long time, I killed Fan Xian and replaced him.

Well, although I have had this great, unrealistic dream of traveling through time, the world of celebrating more than one year is really dangerous... Mommy.

A passerby was randomly pulled out here. He was all scheming. The city was as deep as the sea, let alone Emperor Qing and Chen Pingping. He would be played badly by them!

When you pointed at the sky and roared with high spirits, my fate is up to me, but how did you know that your words had fallen into the calculations of some scheming boss, including your actions, which may have been calculated by others.

things within.

It's dangerous. I'm only six years old and I've been assassinated twenty-eight times.

Fortunately, I have become very good at making bricks.

Those assassins entered the room in the middle of the night, and then took pictures of the bricks that had already been planned for them. If it didn't work, try again. If it still didn't work, try again...

The more you shoot, the more practice makes perfect.

Fan Xian now finally understands why in the original work, Fei Jie, a dignified eighth-grade master and poison master, still couldn't help but fail three times after entering Fan Xian's room.

His brick-and-mortar skills are outstanding.

When he traveled back in time and became Fan Xian, it can be said that the biggest advantage is that he understands the plot and has seen his own life, but the butterfly effect is very powerful.

Maybe the plot in the early stage will be similar, but in the middle and later stages, due to the butterfly effect that gradually accumulates bit by bit, the plot in the middle and later stages may deviate from the original main line, and then the golden finger will naturally no longer be a golden finger.

To live a new life, you should live how you want in your heart.

I am the protagonist, and I want to live a different kind of fan fiction.

The little girl next to me is my cheap sister Fan Ruoruo. Although she is young, she has already shown her world-famous beauty. She will definitely be a great beauty when she grows up.

Fan Xian likes to pinch her face when he has nothing to do.

Well, there is someone!

Fan Xian's ears twitched, he pulled Ruoruo up and ran, quickly dodging under the boulder on one side and looking through the gap where the two of them were sitting just now.

Sure enough, two men in black suddenly appeared there.

"Hey, what was there just now, why is it gone?"

"The things are still there, maybe they went to play somewhere again, right?"

At this time, Ruoruo finally released Fan Xian's dirty hands that were tightly covering her mouth.

"Shh!"

Fan Xian made a silent gesture to Ruoruo, who nodded.

Hey, that's not right. Where did Uncle Wu Zhu go? He probably wouldn't let these assassins get close to me.

Fan Xian was not worried at all about Uncle Wu Zhu's skills. He guessed that something might have delayed him. Of course, the most likely possibility was that he was transferred away from the mountain.

Fan Xian rolled his eyes quickly, then took Ruoruo and started to sneak away quietly.

After walking not far, they came to a bamboo forest, and the two men in black chased after them. Without saying a word, they drew their swords. It seemed that they were determined to fight until death.

Although Fan Xian has been practicing the unknown magic skill since he was four years old, it has only been two years now, and he is no match for these two assassins.

After dodging twice, he was kicked out and hit a bamboo, with a wound on his face from the bamboo branch.

One of the assassins slashed at Ruoruo. Ruoruo, a girl, turned pale with fright. At this time, she even forgot to dodge.

Fan Xian roared angrily, "You are seeking death!"

With a flying body, Fan Xian threw Ruoruo down and successfully avoided the fatal blow, but Fan Xian was hit by a sword on the back. Although it was not fatal, it was still seriously injured.

Soon, the blood stained the clothes red.

This is not a TV series. After being hit by a sword, the blood just stains the wound red and stops bleeding.

This is true. If the bleeding is not stopped in time, the blood will continue to flow until death.

He is really going to die!

"Brother! Brother... wake up, wake up!"

Ruoruo cried and shouted.

But Fan Xian kept pressing her under him and his eyes were closed. At this moment, Ruoruo thought that her brother was dead and died trying to save her.

She cried very sadly.

The two assassins walked step by step. One of the most basic principles of assassins is to confirm whether the target is really dead.

Although the little girl cried very sadly, they still had to confirm it before they could really feel relieved.

The two assassins are already very close. Get closer, get closer...

The critical moment is now.

Fan Xian suddenly opened his eyes, raised his bow, threw an object with his backhand, and shouted:

"Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle!"

Fan Xian didn't know what happened to the two assassins in the end. After throwing the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, he lost all strength and fell down instantly.
Chapter completed!