"Uncle, let's enjoy the food..."

On the main street of Wushi City, there was a ragged and skinny little beggar begging along the street, and passers-by were all disgusted, lest they avoid it. When I got closer, I saw that his hair was like weeds, his eye sockets were deep, his cheeks were sunken, his teeth were yellow and dirty, and his outstretched black left hand was dry and miserable like a ghost's claws, and it was full of stains between his curly nails.

In this turbulent and war-torn era, in this era of many noble clans and endless dynasty changes, in this era when the strong are respected and the warriors are kings, in this unprecedented darkest moment in history, it is extremely difficult for thousands of ordinary people to live, and beggars who are struggling to survive like this can be seen everywhere, and people's kindness and love have long been wiped out by the life of pigs and dogs.

The little beggar seems to have not eaten for a long time, and the long-term lack of nutrition is already a little rickety, and it is even more difficult to walk, I see that every time he takes a step, his legs and stomach seem to be swinging, and he looks like he will fall down at any time. Even so, every time he saw a passing figure, he still mechanically repeated the same gestures of reaching out and words of pity.

"Da-da-da... Click..."

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly resounded over the city, followed by a cloud of smoke and dust from far and near, and countless weak and pitiful figures running in the city.

I saw a well-equipped cavalry suddenly appear at the entrance of the main street, about 100 people, all dressed in pitch-black armor, carrying strong bows, constantly waving long knives in their hands, roaring and rushing into the crowd. For a while, many ordinary people who had just passed by the little beggar fell to the ground screaming, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into mutilated corpses.

The magnitude of this movement naturally alarmed the little beggar, who raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the cavalry who were killing innocents indiscriminately through the strands of dirty hair on his forehead with a slight protrusion of eyes.

"Whew... Drive... Whew"

The cavalry roared and swept across the long main street, not far from the little beggar, and one of the cavalrymen in the team looked at the thin figure on the side of the road with disdain, and finally rushed over with a slight change of direction with a light pull on the reins, and the butcher's knife in his hand was already raised high.

The cavalry figure in the eyes of the little beggar was getting closer and closer, the edge of its long knife was clearly visible, and a strong wind also struck, almost blowing him to the ground, but even so, he was still indifferent, standing in place, only a trace of relief was revealed in his eyes.

"Poof"

The cavalry-controlled horse passed by the little beggar, and the long knife took advantage of the situation to bring a blood line and threw it on the side of the street, and the thin figure also flew up and fell, falling under the table on the side of the road, and there was no movement, only the blood of the stinger continued to overflow under itself.

These cavalry came from Wensu City, southeast of Wushi City, because Wushi City is located at the source of the tributary of the Toshkent River in the east-west direction, and on this huge steppe, the water source is like gold, so the city lord of Wensu City has coveted the treasure land of Wushi City for a long time.

The two cities are independent cities, there is no country to belong to, and the radius of tens of thousands of miles is also an endless grassland, and the city lord of the two cities is the highest speaker of this grassland, and the two have been fighting for decades.

Finally, the city lord of Wushi City has reached the limit, and he has returned to the embrace of the immortal heaven first, and the city lord of Wensu City, who heard the news, naturally will not let go of this great opportunity, so he immediately sent troops to attack the city and plunder the land.

During the decades of fighting between the two cities, the hatred for each other had long been deep-rooted, so the cavalry of Wensu City slaughtered the common people after entering the city, shame on their ancestors.

......

"Uh... Cough... Ahem..."

Under the square table on the street, the already cold corpse of the little beggar suddenly moved, and from his throat came a rather painful whisper, followed by a series of violent coughs, but the sound was full of weakness.

The little beggar coughed for a long time, and the blood clot that had already coagulated in his trachea was finally spit out, and his breathing was suddenly much easier, and then he slowly turned over and sat up on his back.

"Knock"

The little beggar seemed to be unaware that he was lying under the square table, and when he got up, he struck his forehead on the beam on the inside of the table.

"Ah, fuck your uncle, is it really unlucky? can you get up and meet?" I saw the little beggar covering his forehead with his hand and mouthing some strange vernacular.

", where is this?... Damn, it's dead... Holy, why do I have so much blood on my body?... Ah, the chest... It hurts!"

The little beggar crawled out from under the table and stood up, and saw that there were corpses everywhere in his eyes, and he jumped back in fright, leaning on the edge of the table, and then he saw that the place where he was standing just now was also a place of blood, and he was very sure that the blood definitely came from his own body, because this action finally involved the deep bone knife wound in the chest.

"Ahh Sizzle... What the hell is this? What am I doing?" the little beggar couldn't react for a while, and froze in place, and a strange memory came flooding up.

The little beggar is still a little beggar, but the soul is already a different person.

Li Mang was born in the countryside, his parents relied on more than a dozen acres of third-class land to pull him up, he himself was also very uncompetitive, he didn't study well when he went to school, he was obsessed with online games, spent a lot of money at home, not to mention, and was expelled from school for skipping classes many times. Later, he went out to work, and made a difficult living by selling his strength on the construction site, although he could barely survive, but he no longer had the money and time to run his game.

reluctantly sold the game account that had accompanied him for several years, and Li Mang was extremely unaccustomed to it for a while. It just so happened that a friend in the game sent a private server for this game's mobile game, inviting him to join the internal test, isn't this just downloaded and registered an account, and didn't pay attention to any risk tips, so he hurriedly asked the administrator for 1 + countless 0 ingots, ready to buy it aggressively, arm his own characters, and make up for the vacancy in the heart of a game civilian over the years, but a text message instantly sent him into hell.

"Your account spent 5203.21 yuan online at 14:28......"

"... ... What's going on? Ah, I'm so angry..."Li Mang from the beginning of the confusion to seem to understand something, hurriedly turned off the game, and forced to uninstall the software, and then picked up the phone just dialed three numbers, before he could speak, he felt a hot current in his throat surging rapidly, "poof" A mouthful of blood spurted out, soaked in the mobile phone screen, and then it was dark in front of him, and the person slowly fell backwards.

Stunned for a long time and fused with the beggar's memory, Li Mang seemed to connect everything that happened in front of him, and for a while he was a little hesitant, a little sad, a little expectant, and a little excited... In short, I have mixed feelings in my heart. The old couple has been in trouble all their lives, they have suffered all their lives, and they have such a son, and I am gone, what will they do? Can they stand it?...... If you have crossed over yourself, you have also crossed over! Can you also be like the protagonists in the novel with a group of wives and concubines, and dominate the world?

It's just that... Others are either rich or expensive, but they are poorer than poor? In their previous life, they were already very poor, but they were actually beggars? Or are they a dying beggar?

Thinking of this, the huge pain in his chest came again, Li Mang didn't care about anything else, and quickly found a shop where no one was there, the wound needed to be treated, and he also needed to get some food quickly, otherwise he would either die of excessive blood loss or starve to death.

With his movements, the wound where the blood had coagulated opened again, blood gushed out in a large area, and the severe pain and dizziness of excessive blood loss hit again.

Lying on the cold ground in despair, Li Mang felt extremely sad, the more he felt unlucky, the more he was really moldy, nothing could be smooth.

Just crossed over? Do you want to travel back? The old couple still needs me... But what if you can't go back? Is it really dead this time?... When Li Mang was dying, he thought about it a lot, and finally froze on a familiar picture, which was the game he often played, as if you had been obsessed with something for a long time, no matter what you did, as long as you closed your eyes, the scene would reappear.

The corners of Li Mang's mouth twitched slightly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he still fantasized about everything in the game, that is, death was approaching, and he didn't forget to play the game again, which shows the depth of obsession.

Suddenly, on the game screen in my mind, the backpack suddenly popped open, and many familiar props came into view.

The beggar lying on the ground like a dead corpse suddenly laughed inexplicably, and it was extremely infiltrating.