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When he returned home, Yu Zhen came to the sand table.

I just got the system upgrade, so he needs to try it out and get familiar with and master this skill as soon as possible.

After a little observation, he chose a lonely pine tree next to the village.

Since no one manages it, the branches are growing in love and strong, with lush leaves and branches growing everywhere. The trees are covered with pine cones that have been opened and some dry old branches.

He stretched out a finger and tried to poke the trunk of the pine tree.

He had touched the things on the sand table with his hands before, but the sand table looked very realistic but could not be touched. All the scenes were like three-dimensional projections, and it was a waste to reach out to the hand.

But this time it's different.

As he touched the pine tree, some spiritual energy flowed out from his fingertips, and the pine tree began to shake with his fingers.

Shalala...

The dried yellow pine needles fell all over the floor.

He poked another dry branch.

Click—

The branches fell down in response to the sound and fell below the pine tree.

This is air control.

However, the pine tree on the sand table is very "solid". Even if he shakes it with the best effort, he can only let it shake gently or remove dry branches.

It seems that "simple air control" means this.

He felt that this was related to the amount of spiritual power and strength in his body.

Recently, he has insisted on practicing the Qingmu Art every day, but because it has not been long, there is not much spiritual energy gathered in his body, and he still feels a little "dispersed".

Let's wait for the future.

At this time, he found two lonely figures climbing a steep hillside.

After a closer look, it was Uncle Yang and his grandson, Yang Xiaotian.

When building the plank road, Uncle Yang put in a lot of effort and of course he also received his salary.

But Yu Zhen could see that each of the villagers who participated in the construction of the plank road this time came from the heart and wanted to build Baiyun Village better, rather than for a salary of 150 yuan a day.

Because I worked so hard, Uncle Yang has been very tired these days. Now he just stopped walking and stopped walking on the hillside, and felt very difficult.

Then help him a little.

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Zhen stretched out his finger and pushed it on Uncle Yang's back extremely gently, releasing a trace of spiritual energy, wrapping his whole body.

Uncle Yang, who was gasping for breath, suddenly felt a lighter body, as if dozens of helium balloons were tied to his body, and the pressure on his feet suddenly decreased.

Before I understood what was going on, I felt a gentle force, gently pushing him and walking towards the hillside.

He immediately stopped and looked back, but it was pitch black all around, nothing was there, and the thrust behind him seemed to be gone.

But when he took a step, the thrust came back.

"Xiaotian!"

"What's wrong with Grandpa?"

"I feel a little strange!" Mr. Yang said while quickly going up the hill, "It seems that someone is pushing me away."

"Ah?" Yang Xiaotian widened his eyes and looked at him strangely, "Grandpa, have you been exhausted these days and have hallucinations?"

"It's not an illusion," said Mr. Yang, "It's like someone holding me, making me not tired at all when I walk, and helping me up the mountain."

Yang Xiaotian shook his head. He was a primary school student, so he would not believe in such unscientific things.

"If you don't believe me, I'll go and show you."

Uncle Yang said as he speeded up his pace and actually walked quickly on the steep hillside, even faster than when he was young and persisted for a longer time.

Yang Xiaotian followed him and chased him, so tired that he was out of breath, but he was still pulled down a long distance.

"Grandpa...you...you wait for me!"

"Do you believe it now?"

"I don't believe it...but you wait...I..."

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you again."

...

Listening to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, Yu Zhen smiled without saying a word, and then stretched out a finger and pointed it at Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian, who was already exhausted, suddenly felt a magical power.

"Is what Grandpa said true?"

He calmed down and tried to run on the hillside.

Although he had to climb mountains every day, he had never run like this before, and he rushed to the top of the mountain in one breath, and the magical power disappeared.

"Grandpa, what you said is true! Someone is really helping me walk!"

"You believe it now?"

"But who is helping us?"

"It should be the God of the Mountain," said Uncle Yang. "When I was a child, I heard from my grandfather that God of the Mountain will help those kind-hearted people who encounter difficulties in the mountains."

"Grandpa, there is no mountain god in this world."

"What do you kids know?"

"I understand science," Yang Xiaotian insisted, "Teacher Qiu said, we must believe in science and not be feudal and superstitious!"

"The mountain god is just superstitious?" Uncle Yang said angrily.

"Of course it's superstitious! Otherwise, why didn't he come out before?"

"That...that's because we didn't have a good village chief in the past, and the Mountain God didn't like us! Now that the Village Chief Yu is here, he wants to lead us to get rich. If the Mountain God likes him, he will naturally come out."

Yang Xiaotian felt that this statement was too far-fetched, but he could not explain the adventure just now.

"I'll ask Teacher Qiu tomorrow!"

Seeing the two of them safely coming home, Yu Zhen carefully looked at the situation in the village, and then he lay comfortably on the bed and began to practice the Qingmu Art.

...

Two days later in the afternoon.

county seat.

Jiang Yuan carried a simple backpack and found the hotel according to the address.

He is the game anchor [Blue Glazed].

Because he lived close to his home, he only set off this morning, but when he arrived at the hotel, he found that someone had arrived for a long time than him.

"Hello! My name is Liu Ping."

A young man of his age stretched out his hand to him enthusiastically.

Although he had never met or watched his live broadcast, Jiang Yuan knew that he was the outdoor sports anchor - [Brave Climbing v] just from his wheat-colored skin, strong and upright figure, and a super-quality sports suit.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Yuan."

"You are the game anchor [Blue Glazed]." Liu Ping asked with a smile.

"Yes, how did you see it?"

"You have a pale face and a little weak body. You can't tell you that you are not a person who exercises frequently."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He is a businessman and sits in front of the computer and plays games every day, hoping to turn into a gamepad, so where can he have time to exercise?

Liu Ping continued: "In fact, doing more outdoor exercise can increase your reaction speed."

"Really?" Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, "It's true, just exercise well this time."

Although young people of similar ages have different professions, they are the first guest of Baiyun Village that Yu Zhen won, and Liu Ping is a cheerful person, so the two are still able to chat.

Just as Jiang Yuan finished check-in and was about to put his backpack in the room, a middle-aged uncle dragged his suitcase slowly walked into the hotel lobby.

This person is short and fat, with a low appearance, a little haggard face, his two eyes are scary and his hair on his head is sparse, and he has a tendency to be bald.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Ping looked at each other and saw the worries in their hearts.

Could this person be their third companion, He Sanmu?

Seeing the two of them looking at him constantly, the middle-aged uncle waved naturally: "Don't doubt, I am He Sanmu."

"Uh...hello!"

"Not good at all," He Sanmu sat on the sofa, as if he was so tired. "I felt like I wasting my time after taking the bus for more than four hours. If I had known that I was so far away and still tortured so much, I would rather be more comfortable at home."
To be continued...