"Second Brother, are you tired? Put me down. "
The little girl with two braids begged softly. Her voice was a little weak, but it was still clear and ethereal. Although there were some stains on her rosy cheeks, it could not hide her spiritual beauty.
The little girl looked no more than two or three years old. She had two braids and a pair of big eyes. At such a young age, she already had the embryo of a beauty and the bones of an immortal. She was extraordinary.
She was lying on the back of the young man. The young man looked a little like her. He also had red lips and white teeth, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. There was a 'spirit' in his body, and there was a slight 'movement' in between his eyebrows. Although he looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, he was actually younger. His whole body exuded a sense of intelligence.
The young man was not only carrying her on his back, but also carrying two bags on his arms. His small body carried a lot of weight.
"I'm not tired!" The young man turned his head to look at his sister and grinned. "Carrying you on my back is also a form of training. I have to become stronger quickly, cough, so that I can protect you."
He did not know how long he had been walking on this winding mountain path. Although he was a little out of breath, the young man's steps were steady. It could be seen that he had a good foundation.
The little girl bit her lips. There was a gloomy look in her eyes. She murmured, "Second Brother, what should we do if Father, Mother and Big Brother can't find us when they return?"
She was asking this headache-inducing question again.
The young man really wanted to tell her the truth. He wanted to tell her that Father and Big Brother were already dead, and that their souls had been scattered. Mother had also been captured and brought back to the Celestial Court. Perhaps she had already been suppressed by the Jade Emperor to the bottom of Peach Mountain …
But when the words were at the tip of his tongue, he looked at the little girl's innocent eyes and could not say them.
He put the little girl down and looked at the snow-covered mountain path in front of him. On this ancient path, the four seasons rotated without order. He needed to conserve his energy to have the confidence to finish the next section.
"Little Chan, are you hungry?" The young man took a wild fruit that was emitting spiritual energy and handed it to his sister.
The little girl was very sensible. She shook her head and said softly, "Little Chan is not hungry. Second Brother, you eat first."
But her big eyes stared straight at him.
"Silly girl, eat when you're hungry, drink when you're thirsty. We still have a lot of fruits," the young man scolded jokingly. He took another wild fruit from his bag and handed the original one to his sister.
The little girl stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly. She finally took the wild fruit and took a small bite.
The young man turned around and looked at the sea of clouds and the magnificent rivers and mountains outside the mountain path. He pretended to be chewing on a fruit and quietly put the wild fruit in his hand into his sleeve …
His name was Yang Jian. He had been called Yang Jian since he was born. His father was an office worker who was crazy about traditional culture. His mother had wanted to name him Yang Yang, but his father had forced her to kneel on the washboard and change her name to … Yang Jian.
But he didn't know whether to laugh or cry … After reading the memories left behind by this body, he found that this Yang Jian was not ordinary. He was the most famous person among the people with the same name as Yang Jian.
But what made him not know whether to laugh or cry was … after reading the memories left behind by this body, he found that this Yang Jian was not ordinary. He could be considered the most famous person among the many people with the same name as Yang Jian.
Erlang Shen!
The one with three eyes!
The father of this body was called Yang Tianyou. He was a poor scholar, but he actually married two wives. One of them was a real fairy. He was really lucky.
His' aunt 'was an ordinary mortal. She was hardworking and busy, but she didn't have any complaints.
His mother, on the other hand, was extremely beautiful. However, he was not sure about her name. He heard the neighbors call her White Lotus. In his blurry memory, he also heard the father of this body call her Yaoji several times.
His father and aunt had a brother called Yang Zhao. 'His' mother gave birth to him and his sister Yang Chan …
Yohime, White Lotus, Third Princess White Lotus.
Wasn't his sister Yang Chan the future Third Holy Mother? Then wasn't he the famous most handsome man in the Guanjiang Estuary, the man behind the Meishan brothers, and the most elegant dog keeper in the Celestial Court — Erlang Shen Yang Jian!?
He touched his forehead. The three eyes didn't seem to be natural. At least, it wasn't there yet.
In the memories of this body, 'he' had been cultivating immortal spells since he was young. He had extraordinary talent. Every day, he would follow his mother to cultivate or help his father to earn some money.
Usually, his mother lived in seclusion. She was like a lotus blooming in a deep alley. Although she was beautiful, she didn't attract people's attention.
But a few months ago, a calamity suddenly descended from the heavens. Several Heavenly Generals, shining with golden light, charged into the house and kidnapped his mother — it was also then that the original Yang Jian learned that his mother was the Third Princess of the White Lotus of the Celestial Court.
Jade Emperor's sister!
In a hurry, his father handed his little sister to his aunt to take care of. He took his two sons who had cultivated immortal spells and rode on the clouds to chase after them.
As soon as they left the city where they used to live, a Heavenly General shouted angrily and threw a Dharma treasure at the three of them. His father and elder brother died immediately. "He" was protected by his father with all his might and sent back home with a spell …
It was really a drama of life and death.
In fact, the real Yang Jian had already died from serious injuries. His soul was shattered by the heavenly general's magic treasure. When he woke up, covered in wounds, it was already another soul …
Now, this Yang Jian was no longer the old Yang Jian. Although he wasn't an imposter, he was more or less guilty.
What made Yang Jian a little depressed was that he had just woken up a few days ago. In her sadness, his aunt left some belongings and Uncle Huo next door …
They eloped …
The sky was really going to rain and the mother had to get married. This ancient era was really impure!
At that time, the seriously injured Yang Jian was only left with the two-year-old Xiaochan. She very sensibly took up the responsibility of taking care of Yang Jian. They depended on each other and lived a difficult life …
The siblings ate a hundred meals for a month. Yang Jian gradually recovered from his injuries and gradually adapted to this major change in his life.
During the month that he had been bedridden, Yang Jian had experienced despair, pain, and heartbreak. It was true that he had given up on the internet.
However, at the same time, Yang Jian's heart was also healed by the obedient, cute, and smart Yang Xiaochan. Gradually, new hope was ignited.
He wanted to protect this Luo, pui, he wanted to protect his sister!
Before he transmigrated, he had always wanted a sister. Unfortunately, his parents had three children, and he was the third. When he was young, he was often teased by his two older brothers. He didn't expect that after transmigrating to this legendary era, his long-cherished wish would be fulfilled.
Today, he had completely accepted the change of identity. Perhaps it was because this body was connected to Yang Xiaochan's blood, and he loved Yang Xiaochan as his own sister …
Yang Jian was afraid that the Jade Emperor would 'cut the weeds at the roots' of their family. When his injuries were more than half healed and he could get out of bed, he hurriedly took his sister, Yang Xiaochan, on this immortal path.
On the ancient road of Kunlun.
Instead of waiting for death at home and being killed by the Heavenly General after discovering that he was not dead, he might as well go to Kunlun Mountain to try his immortal fate and strive to become a disciple of his official master, Perfected Yu Ding, as soon as possible.
Sigh, although it was good to have a sister, life on Earth was still comfortable …
Forget it, everything in the previous life was in the past. Now he was Yang Jian, the fierce general of Xiqi in the Great God-Conferment Tribulation, the Erlang Immortal who chased after Sun Wukong and beat him up in the Journey to the West, the God of Justice in the story of Chen Xiang …
Wait a minute, Chen Xiang?
Yang Jian looked at Little Chan, who was concentrating on eating the wild fruit in her hand. His eyes, which were originally full of ambition, were now full of gentleness.
Still want to have Chen Xiang?
Are you kidding me? Do you think I don't exist? When he mastered the divine power and became powerful, he would search the world to find Liu Yanchang in advance. Well, he would castrate him first!
"Second brother, I'm done." Little Chan raised her small hand full of juice and looked at Yang Jian with a smile.
Yang Jian smiled, walked over, and knelt on the ground on one knee. When Little Chan was not paying attention, he put the wild fruit hidden in his sleeve back into the bag.
"Let's keep going. Maybe we can see the end of this road after climbing over the mountain in front." Yang Jian smiled and gave a wave of self-encouragement.
Yang Xiaochan blinked, "Second brother, I can walk by myself."
"Well … Well, I'll hold you, and you can walk inside. When you're tired, tell me. I've cultivated immortal arts for a few years, so I can carry you two more and you'll be fine. "
"Hehe." Yang Xiaochan reached out her small hand. Yang Jian grabbed it tightly and continued forward with his sister.
After coming to this world, during the first month when he was at his most helpless and heavily injured, Little Chan was always by his side, calling him "Second brother" and "Second brother" in a sweet voice, igniting his fighting spirit and raising his head.
Hmph, if they want to be my brother-in-law, I'll let them know how to write the word "sh * t"!
"Little Chan, don't call me Second brother in the future. Remove the word 'Second'."
"Brother …? Then how can I be different from Big Brother? "
"Big Brother is Big Brother. You can call me Big Brother, and Big Brother is Big Brother. It won't be confusing."
"That's true!"
Xiao Chan was suddenly enlightened, and immediately began giggling happily.
On the winding mountain road that seemed to have no end, two children held hands and walked on the boundless path of immortality.
They didn't know what kind of experience they had in front of them, and how many tribulations they would face in this life.
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