There is no grass, no seedlings, no death on Crow Ridge. www、QuanBeN-XiaoShuo、coM
The song that has been passed down for thousands of years sings about the three forces that must not be messed with in the world.
The Wen family in Jiudingshan, Western Sichuan, are good at poisoning. It is said that the Wen family's chili sauce is made from Hedinghong, and the Wen family's poisoning methods are even more unbelievable. During the Ming Dynasty, there was a group of people who even dared to steal the giant. The thieves inadvertently provoked the Wen family. As a result, not only everyone died in a huge mountain village, but even the weeds and trees withered overnight. For the next ten years, the mountain was completely bare. From then on, the Wen family in Jiuding Mountain had a warm life. Poison name.
At the foot of Qiniang Mountain in Sichuan, there is a Qingmiao clan. They are good at witchcraft and worshiping demons. They are withdrawn and act erratically. Gratitudes and grudges must be repaid. Passers-by must pay attention and must not come into contact with these Miao people, otherwise they may be raped by others. Unknowingly, the roots or nails were left behind, and a few years later, the family was ruined, and no one knew which words or actions they had offended the Miao people.
The Luo family in Crow Mountain in southern Sichuan is proficient in the art of corpse manipulation. Of course, those who have enemies with Crow Mountain will not die, but even their bones will not be let go after death. They will be used as puppets for a thousand years. There is no hope of peace, let alone reincarnation. All we can do is live as a living dead.
These three forces hidden in Shu have always done their own thing. They are not considered gangsters. They do not pay attention to the disputes between good and evil. They rarely take the initiative to provoke others. Naturally, other forces are not willing to offend them.
Stars have passed, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The three families have been passed down since ancient times, and they have gradually entered the world. There are fewer and fewer people in the world who still remember the song "There is no grass for warmth, no friendship for seedlings, and no death on Crow Ridge."
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In the spring of March, the grass grows long and orioles fly, the breeze is gentle and the red apricots appear on the wall.
Starting from March 19th, the usually peaceful Wen Family Village in Jiuding Mountain in western Sichuan suddenly became lively. The Wen Family Examination once every ten years was about to begin, and all direct descendants who were away from home rushed back.
To outsiders, this place is just a remote village deep in the mountains, but who knows that this small village has been famous throughout the world for its poisonous reputation thousands of years ago, and both good and evil are shunned like snakes, scorpions, and invulnerables.
Wen Leyang is a pure young man who is chewing carrots while going up the mountain. He is also a direct disciple of Wen Bucao. He is sixteen years old and studying in the county town. He is also rushing back to the mountain at this moment. He looks like just a young man from a mountain village. He is a little thin and average-looking, but he is pure and honest. He doesn't seem to have anything special, but his eyes are bright, which makes people feel very sincere.
Various means of transportation were parked at the entrance of the village, including large trucks and small passengers, double-cab cars, and a tricycle. I don't know which of the descendants of 'Wen Bu Cao' rode it up the mountain.
Several old people from Wenjia Village stood at the entrance of the village and laughed. All the unmarried Wenjia children who came back, regardless of their gender, were given red envelopes. The red envelopes contained not RMB, but a dozen thin gold leaves, which felt heavy to the touch. good.
As soon as Wen Leyang entered the village, he was immediately surrounded by his younger brothers and sisters. He used magic tricks to pull out a huge bag of candies from his backpack. These snacks were not very expensive, but they were easily found in small mountain villages located deep in the mountains. Every time Wen Leyang goes home, he will remember to bring a lot of them to his younger brothers and sisters.
Seeing a group of younger brothers and sisters cheering for joy, Wen Leyang also smiled happily, showing his neat white teeth, and took out a carrot from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. This has been his hobby since he was a child: carrots.
Several elders looked at each other with smiles. Among the group of young people who left the village, only Wen Leyang had this thought and always thought about the baby at home.
Today's descendants of the Wen family have to work harder than their ancestors. In addition to making medicinal wine and practicing martial arts, they also have to go to the county town to study. After all, this is the age of science and technology. The Wen family has quietly entered the world and can do anything. Wen Leyang has a The uncle named Wen Tunhai became the county magistrate, but later he was dismissed from his post because he had too many mothers-in-law. Now he is refining medicine with his uncle in the mountains wholeheartedly.
For the next seven days, there was a big banquet every night in Wenjia Village. The whole family drank and laughed together. They scrambled eggs and stewed mutton every day, and the men, women, and children who ate all had nosebleeds together.
The eighth day, March 26th.
Just as the first ray of dawn dyed the clouds in the sky red, a distant and floating bell slowly reached everyone's ears. The quiet mountain village suddenly woke up, and all the descendants of the Wen family, old and young, all had solemn expressions. , but the joy and excitement could not be concealed in their eyes, they gathered together quietly, and hundreds of people marched towards Qingshiping behind the village.
The village head and head of Wenjia Village, Mr. Wen, was already waiting on the stone screen. Wen Leyang's uncle, the former county magistrate Wen Tunhai, who was dismissed because of his mother-in-law's marriage, stood respectfully in front of the old man.
Wen Leyang was nervous and excited, and wanted to eat a carrot.
Mr. Wen glanced at everyone, with some kindness and look in his eyes. He looked like an ordinary kind old man, but when the old man was not kind, he could poison a chicken farm with a snap of his fingers. On the other hand, the other two existing elderly people in the Wen family, Second Master Wen and Third Master Wen, seemed to have a more sinister aura, like dead people who were ready to fake their bodies at any time. They stood upright behind Mr. Wen, with drooped eyelids and no expression at all.
After coughing slightly, Mr. Wen's confident voice echoed through Shiping: "March 26th is the ten-year exam for our Wen family members. As per the old rules, all disciples under the age of thirty can participate. This year Disciples who pass the exam will officially inherit the mantle of their ancestors and become the inner disciples of the Wen family in Jiuding Mountain." As he spoke, the old man's eyes narrowed in laughter.
The ten-year exam is a family rule passed down by the Wen family since ancient times. It is also an opportunity for young disciples of the Wen family to leap to the Dragon Gate. Only by passing the exam can they inherit the wonderful secrets left by their ancestors and become a core member of the Wen family. However, everyone knows about this exam. Extremely difficult to pass.
After the old man finished speaking, uncle Wen Tunhai stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "All disciples over twelve years old and under thirty years old can refer to it. If you have any means, just come to me, use poison and test medicine, as long as it can be difficult to survive Even if I pass!" He said it easily, but no one in the Wen family dared to relax a little. The former county magistrate also said the same thing in the last two major exams. As a result, there has been no disciple in the Wen family in twenty years.
Wen Tunhai was a disciple who passed the exam thirty years ago. From that day on, he became the only person in charge in the Wenbucao clan besides the three old men.
About a hundred young disciples of the Wen family lined up neatly in order of age from oldest to youngest. They walked up to Wen Tunhai one by one. Wen Leyang was at the end of the queue. It was not obvious at all that he was honest and honest. He was a pure man. Young people are lining up innocently, waiting for the innocent exam.
The first disciple bowed and saluted. Before he could stand up, a strange snake with pure white jade and black eyes suddenly sprang out from his sleeves and pounced on Wen Tunhai with a hiss. Wen Tunhai didn't even raise his eyelids. , when the little snake flew in front of him, it let out a scream that sounded like a monkey's cry, its dark eyes flashed with fear, its scales stood up, it twisted its body strangely in mid-air, turned around and ran away. A dark mark was left on the ground, and the disciple shouted: "Xiao Bai!" Regardless of the fact that he was taking an exam, he turned around and chased after him.
Wen Tunhai snorted from his nose: "Eliminate! Treating a hybrid snake as a treasure is a joke! Xiaobai... Humph, do you think your name is Wen Xiaoxin!"
The second disciple still bowed and saluted, and a layer of moss shimmering with enchanting green spread silently, growing from the ground to Wen Tunhai's body in the blink of an eye. The disciple was surprised and happy when he saw it, and hurriedly took it out Antidote, Unexpectedly, Wen Tunhai snorted again and stamped his feet fiercely. The moss that seemed to be burrowing into his skin instantly withered and turned yellow, falling like bran: "Elimination! Moss poison has miraculous effects when used as medicine, you If you use it to directly hurt the enemy and think it is a new way, it is actually a joke. When your poisonous moss creeps up on your body, they will have plenty of time to stab you to death!"
The third disciple held up a pill. Wen Tunhai didn't ask any questions. He threw the pill into his mouth and chewed it. After swallowing, he curled his lips and said, "Elimination! Black fox ears, moss salt, and acacia beans. Three The ingredients are good, but the refining heat is not enough, the proportions are wrong, and the most important strawberry leaves are missing, ugh, it makes people feel sick!"
the fourth…
All the disciples who had referred before were defeated with shame on their faces. When it got dark, it was Wen Leyang's turn. He also held a small pill in his hand, which was white and looked extremely pure.
Wen Tunhai still had the look of disdain on anyone. He picked up the pills and threw them into his mouth without even asking. After chewing a few times, a look of astonishment finally appeared on his face, and his gleaming eyes suddenly flashed. Shrinking, the gaze like ice needles pierced into Wen Leyang's eyes: "Asshole, this is Wangzi's little steamed bun! Get out!"
Wen Leyang has always been an honest boy in the family. He is cheerful all day long. When his brothers and sisters make fun of him, he laughs along with them. He never cares about everyone, so he is very popular.
The other children of the Wen family were all happy. No one thought that Wen Leyang, who usually loved eating carrots, had such a talent for comedy. Some smart young people had secretly regretted it. If they had known that the skills they had worked so hard to cultivate turned out to be so ineffective, instead of being beaten by the uncle After being humiliated, I might as well make a prank on Wangzi steamed buns to have fun.
Wen Leyang shook his head at his uncle with a grimace and said, "It's not steamed buns, it's steamed buns flavored, it's medicine. I can't feel the medicine now, but at that time..."
Wen Tunhai waved his hand impatiently: "Get out, next one!"
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There are not many people left behind Wen Leyang. Although the reference age limit is twelve years old or above, the disciples of the Wen family have just come into contact with the key points of poisonous skills at the age of twelve. Without several years of training, they will not achieve anything at all. Sixteen-year-old Wen Leyang Disciples who come to take the big exam at the age of 1 are already considered young.
Just like the previous two times, in this ten-year examination of the Wen family, there was still no disciple who could meet the standard.
Mr. Wen sighed: "Young disciples go back and practice seriously, and come back ten years later for reference. Older disciples don't have to be discouraged. You are always the mainstay of our Wen family. Sooner or later, this family fortune will still be handed over to your shoulders." Come on!" Although the old man said this, his expression was filled with unconcealable frustration. After saying a few more innocuous words, he waved everyone away.
Grandpa Wen Er and Grandpa Wen San looked at each other, and their two cold and sinister eyes met in mid-air, creating a layer of cold disappointment.
That night, there was no movement in the Wen family village, and everyone was in a bad mood. After all, no one in the Wen family had passed the college entrance examination for thirty years. Only a few young and energetic disciples felt that the uncle's examination was too strict. They were whispering angrily together. Every household turned off the lights early, and the small mountain village fell asleep in a slightly depressing atmosphere in the dark night.
At midnight, a thunderous roar suddenly rose from the sky. Uncle Wen Tunhai roared angrily, kicked open the door of Wen Leyang's house, pulled Wen Leyang out of bed, and cursed angrily: "Little bastard" , what kind of medicine did you give me!"
Wen Leyang looked at his uncle sleepily. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly remembered what was going on. He said with pure surprise: "Did the medicine work?"
Wen Leyang's father ran over in his clothes and asked in surprise: "Brother, what's wrong?"
"Don't worry about it!" Wen Tunhai picked up his nephew and left: "Come, follow me to meet everyone!" (Quanben Novel Website www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)