The back mountain of Xiao family

The sky is bright and the white mist covers the scenery below the mountain, making the cottage at the foot of the mountain seem to be hidden among the white clouds in the sky.

"In the moon, Chang'e's home in the moon, the phoenix spreads its wings and walks to the ends of the world.

I always remember each other at the ends of the world, and the flowers bloom and grow in the world."

"The willows and lotus are ten miles away. I asked where the clouds are the most flowers, and the sunset is on the south side of the painting building.

The weather is cold and lonely, and time must be spent with wine, so come to the flowers to listen to the music and songs."

On the grass on the top of the mountain, a faint clear chant drifted with the wind.

"Oh, it's another day of distress!" the young man murmured, but he had a dog-tail grass in his mouth, and his words were a little vague.

Next to the young man, there was a young man in black clothes. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on a raised rock, with a slightly undulating chest, with a hint of rhythm. With one breath and one breath, you could vaguely see some unusual fluctuations in the air flow.

It seemed that the young man's emotion woke up, and turned his head to look at the young man, and couldn't help but complain: "Brother Yun, didn't I say you, I'm up so early every day, can't I work hard?"

"Little Yanzi, it's not me who said you, as for people, you can live a relaxed and comfortable life without fighting or robbing."

The young man lying on the grass squinted his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"Tsk, let's say this to ghosts, don't you believe it?" The young man in black curled his lips, then snorted and said, "How many times have he said it? Don't call me Xiao Yanzi!"

Xiao Yan had a hint of helplessness on his face.

Brother Yun, his full name is Lin Qingyun.

He was a few months older than him. Although he was only a member of the foreign tribe, the Xiao family recognized him very much.

Brother Yun is very smart and has a terrifying mind. In the past eight years of coming to the Xiao family, the entire Xiao family has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Not to mention overall strength, just economic strength will overwhelm the other two major families.

This made him, who is also a time traveler, feel a little ashamed of himself.

It’s a pity that Brother Yun was unable to practice because of his natural blockage of meridians.

"If Brother Yun's meridians are not blocked, he will definitely surpass himself with his talent!" Looking at Lin Qingyun with a lazy face, Xiao Yan sighed in his heart.

"Don't call Xiao Yanzi..." Lin Qingyun thought for a while, and suddenly surprised, "Can you call Yan'er?"

"..." Xiao Yan looked speechless, "Forget it, let's call me Xiao Yanzi."

"Brother Yun, I'll practice the fighting skills I just learned yesterday first. We'll go to the martial arts field together later."

As he said that, Xiao Yan waved his hand, jumped off the rock, found a relatively flat place, and set off.

These movements are very strange, a little slow and stiff, but if you look closely, you will feel a little flowing when you connect.

"As the saying goes, three points are destined to be the sky, seven points are determined by hard work... ninety points are determined by gold fingers... one hundred points are determined by external cheats... As the protagonist of the Douqi Continent, it is different... two, no, both are taken."

Turning his head and looking at Xiao Yan who was practicing fighting skills seriously, Lin Qingyun's face was a little sour.

And it's just a bunch of that kind.

Why are they also time travelers so badly?

Born into a big family, with the blood of the Doudi, there is also an old man in the ring!

Although this old man made Xiao Yan a name for being a waste,... it's better than nothing!

"Oh, people are so angry that they are more awesome!"

Lin Qingyun sighed quietly.

He and Xiao Yan are the same time travelers, but these two earths are different and their history is different.

Of course, the results are also different.

He was born with blocked meridians and could not practice.

Before he was seven years old, he was still a beggar in the few months he had just traveled through time. If he had not been taken in by the fourth elder of the Xiao family, he would probably be a beggar at most now!

But Xiao Yan is a genius.

"I believe you, you old man, you are so bad!" Lin Qingyun suddenly cursed at the sky.

As a great young man in the 21st century in his previous life, he admired science and naturally did not believe in the mysterious thing like fortune telling.

Until the moment before the time travel, he was pulled by a strange old man and he did not say anything.

What to say, good luck will come today.

result

Accidental

He traveled through time.

Isn't it very bizarre? But that's it.

After a loud and unrestrained moment, Lin Qingyun calmed down and sighed quietly, "I don't give me one of my golden fingers, how can I play with this?"

They are also time travelers, but they are much worse than the protagonist Xiao Yan.

He was still very unwilling to give up. He didn't desire any cowhide background, but just hoped that he could practice too.

But...none of them!

Therefore, Lin Qingyun had been salting fish for eight years and was able to rely on his wisdom in his previous life to barely double the economic strength of the Xiao family.

Although this also made him have a high status in the Xiao family, and he was even decided to be the next fourth elder by Xu.

However, in a world where the strong are respected, there is no strength, and just wisdom is useless.

"In a few days, it will be the official plot of Douqi Continent. Grandpa Ring is about to be online... Alas!"

Lin Qingyun chewed the dog's tail grass and looked at Xiao Yan who was working hard to practice fighting skills.

In my eyes, that was envious.

Xiao Yan is a genius. He can basically learn and use some yellow-level fighting skills after watching them two or three times.

And he just saw those words, as if he was reading a heavenly book, and he couldn't understand them at all, let alone what he had learned.

"These Doupo fan novels I read in my previous life, what ancient holy bodies? What talent? What mess?... It's simply a random writing!"

When Lin Qingyun thought of this, he immediately scolded the abominable sculptors in his heart.

What time travel!

No gold fingers at all OK!

"I really want to go back... Alas, I don't have a mobile phone, no computer, I can't browse Pipixia, I can't play games, I don't know how many seasons the King has updated, and whether AG has won the championship."

Lin Qingyun sighed.

Over the past eight years, sometimes he also wanted to go back.

If there were golden fingers, Lin Qingyun felt that he would be very passionate. He traveled all over the world in this Douqi Continent, fought fiercely, married a few beautiful girls, made a name for himself, and left a legendary story...

No?

Forget it, just make a salted fish honestly.

"I don't know how Yu Ke is doing. It's eight years since she's married and has her own family."

Looking up at the sky, Lin Qingyun suddenly sighed again.

The clouds floating in the sky seemed to turn into a lovely appearance, making him dream. Lin Qingyun stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it.

...

After a while, as the rising sun rose in the sky, purple clouds scattered on the ground, dispelling the morning smoke and changing into a layer of bright clothes again.

In early spring, Lin Qingyun also felt a hint of warmth.

"Little Yanzi's side should be over."

Lin Qingyun did not turn his head and looked, but just after he finished muttering, Xiao Yan sat next to Lin Qingyun.

"Brother Yun, why are you still holding this dog-tail grass in your mouth?"

Xiao Yan looked at Lin Qingyun, who was lying on the grass with a dog-tail grass in his mouth, and said helplessly.

Brother Yun is good at everything, but he has a lot of quirks. He doesn't mean he always likes to hold a dog-tail grass in his mouth, and likes to be literary. He walks on the street, shaking a fan, and occasionally brings a few poems, which always attracts some women. I don't know when, but women will send letters to the Xiao family every day.

"What? Do you have any objections?"

Lin Qingyun raised his eyebrows.

"Uh...I dare not!"

Xiao Yan shook his head quickly. The great god in front of him was the ruler of the future financial power of the Xiao family, and sometimes he had to rely on him to help him.

The wind blows lightly, and the early spring morning is still a little cool.

Xiao Yan also lay down!

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yan suddenly spoke, "Brother Yun, you are knowledgeable and can see why the fighting spirit I practiced disappeared for no reason?"

Xiao Yan couldn't even count these words himself, and he had asked them many times.
To be continued...