Starting from a thatched cottage, the farmer embarked on the road to wealth through imperial examina

Ye Changyan raised his wrist and gestured. The fur coat seemed to fit him perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Wearing the fur coat was not as heavy as I had imagined, but rather very warm.

Ye Changyan reached out and touched the brightly colored fur, which felt very smooth. He thought that a fur coat of this quality must have cost at least several thousand dollars in his previous life.

Ye Changyan then walked around in the cave, carefully looking at the layout of the cave.

I saw that the cave was about 20 to 30 square meters, and the highest point of the cave was about two meters high. There was a row of antique shelves on the inner side of the cave, on which some exquisite objects were placed.

Then there were two large red-painted wooden boxes stacked next to the antique display cabinet. Apart from that, there were no other obvious objects.

Ye Changyan didn't know where this place was, and it was not easy for him to flip through the things on the antique shelf, so he walked around the corner towards the cave entrance.

When Ye Changyan arrived at the cave entrance, he was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, and took several steps back.

I saw that the cave I was in was on a stone wall, and there was a cliff below.

Ye Changyan took a long time to calm down. Seeing that there was no other way out, he had to carefully come to the cave entrance again, stick his head out and look outside the cave door.

I saw that the cave I was in was indeed on the stone wall of a cliff. Looking closely at the cliff, I could see an obvious concave curve.

On the cliff of the mountain, many wooden stakes were densely and regularly driven horizontally. These stakes were connected together to form what looked like a plank road.

However, the wooden stakes of the plank road were separated by nearly half a meter, and there was no gap in the middle. Ye Changyan stepped lightly on a wooden stake and felt a gust of cold wind blowing past, and his legs seemed to be trembling.

He was so scared that he quickly grabbed a hemp rope two fingers thick that was hanging by the side.

Ye Changyan stood there for a while before he got used to it. Even though Ye Changyan was not afraid of heights, he felt dizzy and did not dare to look down.

"Uncle Master, are you awake?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, and Ye Changyan was almost scared to death.

Ye Changyan pulled the thick hemp rope and slowly turned his head. He saw a little Taoist boy about eleven or twelve years old not far behind him. He was holding a tray in both hands and standing steadily on a wooden stake.

"Uncle Master, I think you must be hungry. Eat something first."

Ye Changyan was frightened just now and thought he had misheard, but now he clearly heard the little Taoist boy in front of him calling him "Uncle Master".

"Little Taoist priest, what did you just call me?"

When the little Taoist boy heard Ye Changyan's question, he answered with a smile on his face.

"Master uncle."

"Who told you to call me that?"

"Master calls you Uncle Master, so shouldn't I call you Grand Uncle Master?"

The little Taoist boy looked at Ye Changyan with some confusion, wondering why his uncle-master asked this.

"What the hell is going on? How did I become your master's uncle?"

As soon as Ye Changyan finished speaking, he saw the little Taoist boy looking at him with a confused expression. Ye Changyan felt that he might not be able to explain clearly to this little Taoist boy.

"You know where this is, right?"

"This is the Yujing Palace Cliff Cave."

The little Taoist boy's words shocked Ye Changyan. Wasn't he buried by the avalanche? How did he end up in Yujing Palace?

It seemed that these few words were not enough to get the truth out of the little Taoist boy, so Ye Changyan urged the little Taoist boy to take him to find his master. He was eager to know what had happened.

"Uncle Master, don't you want to eat something? You haven't eaten for three days."

"Three days!? You mean I slept for three days?"

Seeing the little Taoist boy nodded, Ye Changyan became a little anxious. He had actually slept in this cave for three days. He had to quickly find the little Taoist boy's master and ask him what had happened.

Seeing the little Taoist boy looking at him innocently, Ye Changyan suddenly felt a little hungry. He saw some pastries on the tray in the little Taoist boy's hand, so he said to the little Taoist boy.

"Or I should eat something first."

The little Taoist boy happily handed the tray to Ye Changyan. Ye Changyan picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It tasted good. After eating a few pieces, he felt a little thirsty. He picked up the teapot on the tray, poured himself a cup, and took a sip. It was neither cold nor hot, just right.

After eating a little to fill his stomach, Ye Changyan, led by the little Taoist boy, walked down the cliff along the wooden plank road.

Seeing the little Taoist boy walking briskly on the wooden plank road as if it were flat ground, Ye Changyan couldn't help but wonder, is this little Taoist boy not looking at the road?

Ye Changyan carefully grabbed the thick hemp ropes hanging down and stepped over the wooden stakes one by one with difficulty.

At this time, the little Taoist boy was almost at the foot of the mountain. He turned around and found that Ye Changyan was still halfway up the mountain. So the little Taoist boy put the tray at the foot of the mountain, ran back to Ye Changyan and asked him.

"Uncle Master, do you need me to carry you down?"

Ye Changyan held the thick hemp rope tightly with both hands and looked at the little Taoist boy. He saw that the little Taoist boy was not even as tall as Wulang and looked thin and weak, but he asked to carry him down the mountain.

Ye Changyan didn't dare let him carry him on his back. If he accidentally fell from such a height, he would be disabled if not dead.

Seeing Ye Changyan shaking his head, the little Taoist boy volunteered to promote himself to Ye Changyan.

"Uncle Master, don't look at my small stature, but I am very strong. When I practice, I can lift a 200-jin stone."

But the little Taoist boy saw Ye Changyan's expression, which seemed to say "I'll just listen to you", and he didn't believe himself at all.

"Uncle Master, if you don't believe me, I can help you."

Seeing the other party's sincerity, Ye Changyan felt it was not easy to refuse him again and again, so he tightly grasped the thick hemp rope with one hand and raised his arm slightly with the other hand, motioning the little Taoist boy to hold his arm.

The little Taoist boy lifted Ye Changyan's arm and spoke to him.

"Uncle Master, please hold on to me!"

After saying that, the little Taoist boy took Ye Changyan's arm and exerted force, and ran down the mountain quickly along the wooden plank road with Ye Changyan.

"what!"

Ye Changyan let out a sharp scream, which was blocked by the cliff and echoed continuously.

The little Taoist boy ignored Ye Changyan's screams, and held Ye Changyan's arm tightly. In a few steps, they got down from the wooden plank road.

"Okay, Uncle Master, we are coming down."

Ye Changyan, who was still in shock, felt that the little Taoist boy had stopped walking, and Ye Changyan seemed to feel the solid sense of groundedness.

Turning around and looking back, Ye Changyan broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He couldn't believe that he had just come down from such a high cliff.