A few years later, when Helianor leaned under the jade phoenix tree and carefully wiped the wolf blade that had accompanied him for half his life, there was no longer the enthusiasm and excitement in his heart, and some only looked down on the peace of everything.

In this world, there are countless people who are tirelessly busy every day, fighting, fighting for money, fame, and women......

Fight with people, fight with time, fight with life......

The reason may be that he is dissatisfied with the unfairness of this world, dissatisfied with why he can only enjoy the treatment of pigs when he gets up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog, and is dissatisfied with other people's fragrant cars and wine, but he is still worried about food and clothing.

Maybe the world is fair, but when there are more people who don't follow the rules, there is unfairness......

And the protagonist of this story, let's call him Sun Liao first, is one of the victims of this unfairness.

Before the age of thirteen, he was still a standard rich second generation, fragrant cars, beauties, fox friends and dog friends, the standard configuration of these losers, he did not lack the same, even, more.

Moreover, he also has an even more defeated father.

When he was thirteen years old, his father lost the last property in the family, and even before he committed suicide in shame, he couldn't understand how the family fortune could be lost so quickly, he didn't expect that he just stepped into the game set by others, and he was also another victim created by people who did not abide by the rules.

And Sun Liao's mother, the poor woman, also died of depression shortly after his father's death, that is, from then on, Sun Liao became an orphan, and from then on, Sun Liao buried his hatred for his father deep in his heart.

Life is a journey, full of encounters or misses, suddenly a lot of money, suddenly destitute, Sun Liao understands that he should adapt to this huge gap as quickly as possible, not for anything else, just for his mother's dying words

Anyway, live.

He no longer lived for himself, and he didn't want to disappoint his mother anymore......

Back to the hut where he lived, saying that it was a hut, in fact, it was just a dilapidated house that was about to be demolished, Sun Liao looked at a hard steamed bun begging in his hand, which had been printed with his own black handprint, from the day he started begging, Sun Liao no longer knew what dignity was, remembering that Gu Long once said that walking on the rivers and lakes, don't provoke three kinds of people: beggars, Taoist priests, and monks. And now, as a beggar, Sun Liao has long been provoked by many people, but he doesn't have the strength to fight back, and he doesn't have the courage. Fortunately, Sun Liao can also find more miserable examples than himself to comfort himself, such as the monk in the corner.

The monk had only come here yesterday, and said that he was a monk because of his bare head and the monk's robes that could be vaguely recognizable, and no one here would be surprised by the intrusion of a stranger, after all, this was a gathering place for the homeless, a shelter for the poor, and a happy nest for poor families.

But Sun Liao has been paying attention to the monk, after all, Sun Liao, who was once wealthy, can easily see that the tattered and dirty monk's robe is not made of ordinary materials, and the monk's delicate skin under the monk's robe also shows his experience of being pampered. Although the monk's face is indescribably obscene, the frustrated always have inexplicable curiosity or sympathy for the frustrated, and Sun Liao is like this. Sun Liao would always give a small half of the food he begged to the monk, and the monk always ate the food silently and never thanked him.

Perhaps, he was a mute? Sun Liao thought with a bad taste. I couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for the monk in my heart.

It was another cookie-cutter afternoon, Sun Liao dragged his sour body back to his nest, and handed half a steamed bun to the monk as usual.

The difference is that the monk did not stretch out his hand as usual, but raised his dirty face to look at Sun Liao, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he spit out a sentence hoarsely: "You, hate?"

"So you can speak!", Sun Liao went underground, "Hate? Who should I hate? I am no longer qualified to hate anything, what about you? Do you hate?"

"Young man, I can see that there is hatred in my heart, I hide it very deeply, you hate the unfairness of this world, why do you have to live in this dirty realm and eat these spoiled food, as for me, what you hate is another world."

"Another world, what do you mean?".

"It doesn't matter what I'm referring to, the important thing is that I can see that you don't like your current life, then, are you willing to accompany me to my world, I can give you strength, give you status, there, no one will throw food in your face like feeding a dog, you will find your dignity, and even, you can deprive others of their dignity!". The light on the monk's face became more and more conspicuous, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"Isn't this product sick?", Sun Liao thought secretly in his heart, no matter what, it's boring to be idle, so let's brag with him.

"It's okay to go with you, but why should I believe you can give me those things? Just because of your tattered monk's robes?, or on your pretending to be mysterious?", Sun Liao looked at the monk's obscene face with a little disdain, and regarded this conversation as a game to pass the time.

"That's it!" "That's it!" The monk suddenly shouted, and suddenly opened his originally worried eyes, and instantly seemed to have changed his momentum, the dirty clothes and the dirt on his face could not hide the image of the monk Bao Xiang, and even in Sun Liao's opinion, the monk at this moment was as tall and mighty as a god.

"Uh, monk, oh, master, you are... Unconsciously, Sun Liao seemed to be stunned by the monk's sudden transformation, and even used honorifics for the monk.

"It doesn't matter who I am, don't ask why, just know that I can give you strength, I can give you status, I can give you everything you want, and the laity who have given you white eyes and disdain will have to kneel at your feet, look up at you, revere you, fear you, and you will surrender to me and die for allegiance!" The monk's eyes strangely exuded a faint green color, and in this dim hut, it looked extremely deep. And at this moment, these eyes were staring at Sun Liao's eyes.

"Surrender to you, allegiance to death!" Sun Liao's eyes had already turned red, and he repeated the monk's words with a heavy pant, and the monk's voice had an inexplicable attraction in Sun Liao's ears. He had to repeat, he had to listen, he had to surrender.

"Then, stretch out your humble hands, swear to me with your blood, and use your blood to help me open the way to the other world!", some of the weak monks roared with difficulty, but the frenzy and excitement in their eyes were already getting stronger.

Sun Liao mechanically stretched out his left hand, and his right hand raised the fragments of a broken bowl on the ground and slashed it again, and suddenly the blood flowed like an infusion, sprinkled like rain, and his face still had a numb expression, as if he could no longer feel a trace of pain.

"It's now!", the monk shouted loudly, and the five fingers of his right hand snapped, drawing a mysterious pattern on the trajectory of Sun Liao's blood spray, and then the index finger of his left hand was like a knife, pointing straight to the sky.

As if in an instant, the sky on Sun Liao's small roof suddenly became cloudy, and the rolling black clouds looked terrifying and terrifying even in the dim dusk. The people around them rushed out of their dilapidated huts, shivering at the terrifying clouds.

In the hut, Sun Liao, who had lost too much blood, was as white as paper, and the monk was already sweating profusely. But the left hand that pointed to the sky was still not moving, seeing that Sun Liao seemed to have signs of not being able to hold on, the monk hesitated for a moment, and then shouted angrily as if he had made up his mind, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood to his left hand, and in an instant, the clouds on the roof rolled more violently, and there was a faint purple thunder shining in the clouds.

"Wait, why is this thunder purple? The monk seemed to have thought of something extremely terrifying, and wanted to withdraw his left hand in a panic, but at this moment, the clouds in the sky finally stopped tumbling violently, and in an instant, a huge bright purple lightning slashed straight towards the hut, and the monk's expression instantly became extremely exciting, as if he was helpless, and seemed to be unwilling, and Sun Liao, who had almost exhausted his blood, still had his last breath left, and naturally he couldn't avoid the terrifying electric column, and with a loud bang, the hut and the two people in the house disappeared out of thin air.

This is not a small matter, it is not a big matter, after all, it involves two lives, and it is said that it is not big because this matter has not attracted much attention. The life and death of an orphan whose parents died and a monk of unknown origin have no impact on the world.

But what about the other world?

Maybe life doesn't just die, it just blooms in another way.

"Where is this? Am I dead or alive?". Sun Liao's consciousness gradually woke up, and he slowly moved his arms, accompanied by soreness all over his body, as well as doubts about life and death.

"You're still alive, but I'm dead." Suddenly, the old monk's voice sounded in Sun Liao's head. It sounds so helpless, and there is even a hint of self-deprecation.

"What are you kidding with a stinky monk, if you die, is it your ghost talking to me?". Hearing the old monk's voice, Sun Liao felt inexplicably relaxed, after all, in his current state, it was obviously much safer to have the mysterious old monk by his side.

"Yes, it's my soul. Even if it's you, you're no longer the little beggar you used to be. If you don't believe it, look at your body", the old monk's voice obviously carried a little schadenfreude.

When Sun Liao heard this, he hurriedly twisted his head desperately, and after a long time, he finally saw his body.

But this, this, this is clearly a baby's body. Pink and round hands and feet, weak body, and even under himself is a small delicate cradle. Sun Liao felt a huge fear, he wanted to shout, and there was indeed a childish baby cry that rushed out of his mouth.

"Don't be afraid, I said, you are no longer the same person you used to be, just a stinky skin, lose it, you are much luckier than me, at least you can still see your body, you can feel it, you can touch it, and I, I can only float in your mind like a puff of smoke, and there is no happiness that no one should have."

"Old monk, you liar, what about the power you promised me? What about the other world you promised to take me to enjoy? Could it be that the other world in your mouth is this fucking cradle? Is the power you give me to cry like a child? You return my body!", Sun Liao yelled hysterically at the old monk in his mind, after all, no one could accept that he suddenly changed from a vigorous teenager to a baby who could only cry coquettishly.

"Don't call me an old monk, my name is Gongsun Rang, as for the other world I promised to take you to, we have arrived, this is what I call the incomparably wonderful other world, but there were some accidents on the way here, so that our physical body was damaged, fortunately you have found a body that is completely suitable for you in this world, unfortunately, this body is a baby, and even more unfortunately, I am also sealed in this body, and you are the leader of this body, and one of your consciousness can kill me。 ”。

"Aren't you afraid that if you tell me this, I will really kill you in my consciousness?", Sun Liao asked with some surprise.

"Why did you kill me? Don't forget, I brought you into this world. It was I who brought you out of the fate of a beggar. It is I who keep you away from the white eyes and contempt of the rich. And as far as I can see, the family of this body is at worst a very rich family, and here you can get the wealth I promised you. What's more, even though I have lost my body and strength, with my knowledge of the world, I can still easily help you become stronger. I have power and wealth in this world that you can't imagine, and I can help you get it. Knowing this, do you still want to kill me?", Gongsun Rang said confidently.

"Actually, even if you can't give me these, I won't kill you, after all, this world is too strange to me, and I won't be too lonely with you with me, so it's not bad to have a cat and dog pet on my body, haha" , Sun Liao swayed his small body proudly, and quickly asked for the unhappiness of losing his original body, after all, his original body life was really unhappy, but now he has the opportunity to live again, and more importantly, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, just now, the old monk is still commanding himself, time has passed, who would have thought that he can kill the old monk with just one thought. Life is full of unknowns and changes. What's more, being able to come to a completely unfamiliar world means that you can have a new beginning, which is not a kind of compensation for the tragic fate of your previous life.

"Cats and dogs, think of Gongsun Rang, one of the five masters of the Demon Moon Continent, how could anyone dare to speak to himself in such a disrespectful tone, no matter what, people are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads", the old monk's obscene face showed an expression of disagreement with you.

"Just you, the five masters, I think you can be called the five great prostitute monks!", Sun Liao looked at the slightly obscene-looking old monk in his mind with suspicion, "The five masters, how could they run to my little hut in embarrassment? How could they gobble up the black steamed buns I want to come back?"

"Uh, this ......", the old monk blushed rarely," It's true that I'm one of the five masters, it's just that I have too many enemies, that day I don't know why all the enemies actually found me together, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, I am not an opponent under the hard fight, I have to desperately open the space channel, who knows that the strength is not enough under the serious injury, I actually teleported to another world, I wanted to wait for the strength to recover and come back, and then I saw that you are not bad as a little beggar, so I want to ask you to help me, with your pure yang blood to attract the heavenly thunder to help me through the space, who knows that I still overestimate my own strength, but also underestimate you”。

"Wait, you said that you will draw the blood of my whole body, don't you mean that if you succeed, I will have to die?", Sun Liao interrupted the old monk angrily, and a kind of pain of being used by others surged in his heart.

"That's true, I was too selfish at the time, but now that you're alive, I've become this kind of ghost or not, and I can be regarded as paying the price for my selfishness. What's more, you have also gained great benefits from this", what the old monk did not tell Sun Liao was that at that time he used the method of bewitchment that was regarded as demonic art on this continent, otherwise, Sun Liao would not have listened to him so easily.

"What's good, what's good? And what do you mean by underestimating me just now?", Sun Liao felt a little better when he heard the old monk's defense, but he also secretly decided in his heart that he would have more eyes on the old monk in the future.