The Republic of China: Mountain-Born Spiritual Consciousness, Breaking into Guandong to Fight Horse Thieves

Traveling through the twelve years of Guangxu, Qu Shaoyang became a member of the Changbai Mountain Wood Gang. He died after being hit by a big tree - when he woke up, his soul had been replaced by a visitor from a hundred years later. The sixteen-year-old Shandong man was tall and strong, and he could use his endless strength. He took a look at the old man and said, "This boy is born to eat this bowl of rice." For the first time, there were 1,400 miles of waterway along the Yalu River, and there were 9981 gates to hell. The small threshold was hit by a torrent, a heavy rain poured down from the old man's words, and the grain and hay stacks were as hidden as teeth - Qu Shaoyang rushed on the slippery logs with eight cursors on his back, nailed the loose structure with an axe, and forcibly pulled the disintegrated platoon back from the hands of the king of hell. Shui Laolu's eyes widened when he saw it. The kiln sister of the Tadianzi Inn tugged on his sleeve and wanted to teach him "becoming a real man" for free. Qu Shaoyang shook his hand and said, "I have seen more Internet celebrities than there are trees in your town." While everyone was lying on the kang counting wages, he squatted by the starry whistle, stared at the dazzling gravel at the bottom of the river, and narrowed his eyes to calculate: "If there really is gold hidden under here - what other rows should there be?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.