Chapter 005: Inheritance of Memories

  Fa Te thought that Li Junshan, who had obtained the "Tianxiang Secret Book", would be eager to start learning, but when the two returned to the tavern, Li Junshan ran into the kitchen and came out again in the blink of an eye.

  "You reminded me yesterday or I would have almost forgotten, it's been a long time since we went to see Andrei, are you going?" Li Junshan asked Fatou with blinking eyes.

  "Go, why don't you go." Fate thought that there should be a lively scene, the bounty of two gold coins for breaking legs, must have a story inside.

  "What's on you? You smell so good!" Fatty detected a peculiar fragrance on Li Junshan's body.

  Li Junshan smiled and said nothing. The two of them walked eastward along the street, it was already evening at this time, the bustling Fenghuo Town also gradually calmed down, from time to time someone greeted Li Junshan, it can be seen that he has a good relationship with the people in this small town.

  Before long, they walked to the East Street. From a distance, Li Junshan heard the sound of ironware being hammered and turned around the corner. A blacksmith's shop with a huge iron hammer hanging in front appeared before them.

  A nearly two-meter-tall red-bearded robust man, with his left hand holding a block of red-hot iron handle with tongs, and his right hand hammering rhythmically without stopping. In front of him stood a young man, with muscles all over his body, holding a huge iron hammer to cooperate with the blacksmith's hammering on the iron plate.

  "Andri..." Li Junshan called out from a distance.

  "You little scoundrel." The blacksmith looked up and saw Li Junshan, suddenly bursting into a rage, he picked up his hammer and rushed over.

  "You dare to come." The blacksmith Andrey ran several steps to Li Junshan's face, with a red-hot iron plate in his left hand and an iron hammer in his right hand. It seemed that he was also reluctant to use heavy hands, so he raised his foot and kicked it towards Li Junshan.

  Li Junshan dodged the blow and jumped to one side, pulling out a package wrapped in oilcloth from his bosom. With a grin on his face, he said: "This is for you."

  As Li Junshan opened the oilcloth package, a strange fragrance suddenly wafted out, and the blacksmith who had come with him drew back his foot, opening his eyes wide to stare at the object inside the package, asking: "What kind of devilish thing is this?"

  Inside the oilcloth package were several pieces of golden pancakes, with a crispy surface stuck to many meat particles, and some strange-colored powder sprinkled on top. Without mentioning the fragrance, just this appearance was enough to make the people next to them salivate profusely.

  "You wouldn't know what a butter cake is. I'm coming to apologize with sincerity, how's that? Is my sincerity enough?" Li Junshan said with a sly face.

  "Fart." Andri handed the tool in his hand to the apprentice who was drooling and slobbering, slapped him on the face, and scolded: "Go back to forge iron."

  Seeing the apprentice walk away, Andrei turned around and scolded: "Bullshit! You think a few of these things can make me forgive you? Dream on. Sally is my most precious treasure, you son of a bitch dare to peek at her taking a bath!"

  Fate took a cold sweat and subconsciously retreated one step to the side.

  Li Junshan sneered, "Isn't that a misunderstanding? I'm so young, how could I have such thoughts. Even if I had the heart, I wouldn't have the strength. That day, I wasn't looking for trouble at the wine shop, but I accidentally bumped into it."

  "Pfft!" Andrei spat, his mustache bristling with rage. "Even if I wasn't at the ironworks, who in Fenghuo Town doesn't know I live in the front yard? You sneaky thing, trying to trick a lost soul!"

  Li Junshan repeatedly cried injustice, intentionally diverting the topic, saying: "You know how much effort I put into these few oil cakes, Anna hasn't even eaten them. Not to mention that this flour is hard to come by, but also these oils are all hand-milled by myself, and the meat particles on top, which I exchanged from a mercenary yesterday with 500 strings of spicy hot pot for the finest snow chicken meat while hiding it from Anna."

  Li Junshan didn't lie, this world does have a kind of flour, but the taste is extremely strange, most of it is used to make black bread. It took him a month's effort just to find white flour, and he accidentally came across a plant similar to wheat, but it was very rare, and it took another month to accumulate half a bowl, which he usually couldn't bear to eat himself.

  Andrei cursed non-stop, but his eyes were fixed on the few pieces of butter cake, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and the saliva in his mouth grew more and more.

  Li Junshan saw it and added fuel to the fire, saying: "This oil cake should be eaten while it's hot, if you wait a little longer it will cool down and won't taste good."

  "At least fifty more." Andri grabbed a bundle of oilcloth and held out five thick fingers.

  "Fifty? You old thing, you're being quite lenient." Li Junshan cursed in his heart, carelessly writing out a blank check. He nodded vigorously and craned his neck to look over at the blacksmith's shop.

  "Sally, long time no see!" Li Junshan shouted towards the shop with a mischievous look.

  Several pieces of butter cake instantly fell into Andrey's belly, seeing him with a look of intoxication, Fate stretched his neck and swallowed saliva, then looked over at the shop, his eyes suddenly bulged out, with an incredulous face.

  The apprentice who had previously replaced Andry's position was hammering away with a small iron mallet, and in front of him, a twelve or thirteen year old blonde girl, standing on a stone pedestal, her two hands barely grasping an enormous iron mallet weighing nearly 100 kilograms, striking it non-stop.

  A face still with a hint of girlishness, exuding innocence and charm, a slender body like a willow branch, a massive iron hammer rising and falling, the fierce pounding sound, the crackling fire in the furnace...

  All this strong contrast made Fat's eyeballs almost roll out.

  Upon hearing Li Junshan's shout, the girl paused for a moment, but her hands didn't stop moving. It was unclear whether it was due to the fiery stove or some other reason, but a faint blush rose to her pale face like white jade.

  "Get out of here." The pancake had just gone down Andrei's gullet when he turned nasty and shouted, "You little rabbit, with your scrawny West Mountain monkey face, you dare to have designs on my precious daughter. My Sally will marry at least a noble from now on."

  Suddenly, an iron hammer fell from the sky and smashed in front of Li Junshan, who was still trying to make a few more jokes, causing the bluestone floor to crack into a spider web.

  "Dad, if you say anything else, I'll smash all the wine in the house!" Sally, Andrei's daughter, jumped down from the stone pedestal with her hands empty, speaking to her father, but glaring fiercely at Li Junshan who was smiling.

  Andri stroked his red beard and chuckled: "Even if you dismantle this old bones of mine, I still have to say it."

  Sally was furious, gave Andri a cold look, and then made a fist at Li Junshan, putting on a fierce expression: "If it weren't for Aunt Anna pleading for you, I'd beat this little monkey to death."

  Her delicate and pale fist had a cyan-colored aura that pulsed with energy, causing Fate to take in a sudden breath of cold air.

  "My goodness, she's so young, yet she can emit the blue glow that only high-level warriors possess." Fate felt like his brain wasn't enough.

  "Sally, even if you cut off my head, strip me of all flesh, crush every bone in my body, and then use sealing magic to imprison my soul, making me suffer the pain of the soul fire for eternity, I would still say..." Li Junshan's face was filled with deep emotion, his voice rising and falling in a continuous stream.

  "Bastard." Andrey thundered, raising his fist the size of a beer barrel and slamming it down at Li Junshan.

  Li Junshan was well-prepared and before the punch landed, he turned around and ran out of several meters, shouting: "Sally, I love you!"

  Andrei's red beard was shaking with rage. Before he could even give chase, Li Junshan had already run out of the street corner and turned a bend, disappearing from view.

  Sally's face turned bright red and she couldn't stay any longer, twisting her waist to run towards the back of the shop. The apprentice stood there stupidly, with an innocent look on his face.

  Fa Te was still immersed in Li Junshan's passionate confession, saw Andre staring at himself, shrunk his head, and hurriedly chased after Li Junshan.

  "You... Sally... how..." Fatty caught up with Li Junshan and stuttered.

  "My future wife, how is she? Pretty, right?" Li Junshan said with a proud smile.

  Fa Te's mouth twitched and he nodded vigorously.

  Back in the tavern, it was already dark, and Anna wasn't there either. The two of them casually ate a few bites before each returning to their own rooms.

  He closed the door, Li Junshan took out the summoning technique manual he got from the old beggar, and slowly flipped through it. After a very short time, he roughly read through it once, and had a general understanding in his mind.

  The cultivation method of the summoner is similar to that of the magician, condensing and expanding spiritual power through meditation. However, magicians control magical elements in the air with their spiritual power, while summoners train their spiritual power to summon and control magic beasts in the form of talismans, and also cultivate and expand their spiritual space.

  In this booklet, there is a set of illustrations guiding the entry into meditation and mudra. Li Junshan followed the instructions in the book, sat down cross-legged like the monk he saw in his past life, made a strange hand seal as shown in the book, and tried to meditate.

  Before long, Li Junshan only felt his consciousness gradually becoming blurred, his mind a complete blank, yet his senses were clearer than ever, not at all like the confusion of sleep.

  After an unknown period of time, suddenly, a vast amount of chaotic and complicated information flooded into Li Junshan's mind, making his head feel like it was about to explode.

  "Alien... Game... Li Junshan... Viscount Crawley... Nicholas... Florence City... Harriman Family..."

  Li Junshan's mind was in a mess, and he felt a sudden throbbing pain in his temples. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he covered his head with both hands and shook it violently.

  It wasn't until a while later that those chaotic pieces of information finally calmed down, as if they had returned to his memory.

  Li Junshan came to and it was then that he knew his identity in this world.

  His body's original owner was named Nicholas, who lived in the city of Florence. His father was called Kraul and was a viscount from the well-known Hariman family of the Lantz Empire. Kraul inherited the title of viscount from his father and was a loyal and honest person, but he didn't have any magical or martial arts talents. In the eyes of most people in the Hariman family, Kraul was basically a useless person.

  The Hariman family has a history of hundreds of years in the Lanz Empire, and after so many years of branching out, it's natural that there are many people. A waste person can inherit the title of viscount, which leads to some people in the family coveting. According to imperial law, if a hereditary nobleman has no children, he can transfer his title to a blood relative if he wishes. It is because of this law that Nicholas brought about his own downfall.

  Through his meditation earlier, Li Junshan inexplicably inherited all of Nicholas' memories and clearly recalled that moment.

  Nicholas was ambushed by a group of mysterious men on his way back from college, and two bodyguards were killed on the spot. Nicholas was taken away by them, heading in the direction of Fenghuo Town.

  "The master said, don't move this little brat for now, take him to Fenghuo Town where the imperial power has not penetrated and lock him up. At the scene, we also left a child's corpse with a similar build to his, with his face smashed beyond recognition. I reckon that waste thinks his son is dead. If he doesn't agree to give up his title to the master, we'll use the little brat's life to coerce him again."

  This was the news Nicholas had picked up casually from his captors halfway. Perhaps those who kidnapped Nicholas had been in a comfortable environment for too long, or perhaps they underestimated the complex form of Fenghuo Town. They hadn't even arrived at Fenghuo Town when they were robbed by another group of people.

  The robbers were mercenaries, the mercenaries of Fenghuo Town were different from the regular Mercenary Guild. When they had business, they were regular mercenaries; if they couldn't get a job and their bellies were not full, then covering their faces made them bandits.

  In the chaos of battle, Nicholas was shot by a stray arrow and lost consciousness...

  Further back, Li Junshan occupied Nicholas's body.