With soft music in his ears, Li Ze leaned on the comfortable back of the chair, looked at the white clouds outside through the porthole, and his feet gently beat to the music, enjoying the coffee just delivered by the flight attendant.

After a year of hard work, he decided to treat himself well to go abroad to enjoy this Spring Festival holiday, anyway, the New Year is a time for others to reunite with relatives, for him, it is the most difficult day to be alone and sad, seeing others reunited, the heart is jealous, rather than looking at the beauty of this deputy family reunion in the country to vomit blood, it is better to leave here, to find a place without the atmosphere of the New Year, to enjoy it.

The music is gentle, the flight attendant is beautiful, and the journey ahead is worth looking forward to, Li Ze feels that his choice is simply too right.

The plane flew into a large cloud of cotton wool like white clouds, wisps of mist drifted through the porthole, a different kind of hazy beauty made Li Ze can't help but stick his face on the porthole, greedily looking at everything in front of him.

I don't know how long it has been, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, why hadn't he flown out of this white cloud yet?

He tried to sit up straight, but was shocked to find that he couldn't move, and the music was still playing in his headphones, but it was the sentence he had just listened to over and over. He screamed, but nothing responded. Now his face was pressed against the porthole, and he didn't know what was going on inside the cabin behind him.

The next scene made him frightened, and he saw one wing of the plane disappear without a trace under his nose.

He yelled hysterically, but everything in front of him did not depend on his will, and the fuselage of the plane disappeared little by little, until he fell into the darkness and lost all consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of roaring appeared in his consciousness again, filling his ears, he opened his eyes, and what he saw turned him into a clay sculpture in an instant.

The plane was gone, and he was now lying on the bed, and his eyelids were met by unfamiliar faces.

Was the plane crashed? Have you been rescued? Can you meet such good luck yourself? The joy lasted less than half a second in his heart, and he froze.

This was the first time Li Ze saw his mother, Mrs. Wang, in this world.

That beautiful, but cold face. Mrs. Wang sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand, without much expression on her face, but her hand was extremely tightly held by the other party.

No, hands, own hands.

Li Ze's gaze looked down, is this his own hand? Thin arms, small fists, and a roll of his eyes, he saw himself lying on the bed from the neck down, all naked except for a towel covering the shyness, and his body was now full of silver needles.

He blinked his eyes sluggishly, and when he looked up, he saw another face that was not angry and arrogant, and at this moment, above that face, it was full of concern.

He let out a strange gurgling sound in his throat and passed out again.

Is this my reincarnation? Or did she enter the Yama Palace, and when she crossed the bridge of death, Meng Po forgot to give herself a bowl of soup to drink? No, it's not right, if that's the case, shouldn't you be a baby? But the size I just saw, how can this small body also look like a four or five year old.

It looks like it's been reincarnated!

He came to his senses again, but he didn't want to open his eyes again. Fear, horror, regret, countless negative emotions rushed in, he didn't know what he was going to face next, what he would encounter, he needed to figure out the situation.

Li Ze is an orphan, since he was a child, he has cultivated his tenacious expression and unyielding will, and it is precisely because of this strength that he has gone from nothing to a successful person in the eyes of others, but unfortunately, he has not had time to enjoy his proud life, and his life has come to an abrupt end.

He actually became a four- or five-year-old doll, his life is going to start all over again, does he have to repeat his journey of struggle again?

But for him, it was suffering.

His eyes were closed, but his ears could not be plugged, but the movement in the room kept reaching his ears.

"General Li, the little boy is fine, his pulse is strong, he has passed the dangerous period, and he just needs to recuperate well." A slightly older voice said.

"But why hasn't he woken up yet?" Another deep, powerful voice asked.

"The poison in the little boy is quite violent, and there must be some follow-up effects."

"What are the specifics, can you tell me, sir?"

"Or it will have some influence on top of intelligence." The man hesitated for a moment, and said in anticipation.

After a moment of silence, a deep and powerful voice sounded again: "It's good to be alive, even if he becomes a fool, there is nothing, it will always make him live comfortably for the rest of his life, too smart, it's not a good thing."

Hearing this, Li Ze couldn't help but feel angry, what kind of person is this, how can he expect his child to become a fool? Isn't it a stepfather?

After another silence, a deep and powerful voice sounded in my ears again: "This matter is a family misfortune, and Mr. Wangwang is tight-lipped."

"Although the general can rest assured, the general has a life-saving grace for my family, and this matter will rot in the stomach."

"Thank you, sir, come on, send him back."

There was a sound of footsteps in the room, and after a while, he heard the sound of the door being gently closed, and his chubby little hand was still held in the hand by the beautiful woman in front of the bed, Li Ze secretly opened his eyes a little slit, and saw a few teardrops, which were flowing down the woman's eyes.

Outside, there was a jumble of footsteps, and then something was slammed to the ground.

"No need to interrogate, drag it out, and beat it to death." The man who was called the general had a voice of annoyance and hatred.

The man who had been thrown to the ground was dragged out, and then the muffled sound of the wooden stick hitting the person and the screams of the wooden stick hitting the person were heard.

The screams were like ears, making people's hairs stand on end.

Li Ze let out a loud cry and sat up from the bed suddenly.

With a bang, the thick curtain was opened, and Xia He, who was only wearing underwear, appeared in front of the bed, and under the dim candlelight, Li Ze was sweating profusely and was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Master, have nightmares again?" Xia He seems to have been used to it for a long time, and it is not too strange.

Li Ze nodded indifferently. For many years, he has wanted to forget those past events countless times, but he can't control his dreams, they will always involuntarily enter his dreams, reminding again and again that you are not from this world, you are an outsider, you are an intruder.

Xia He walked out lightly and poured water, soaked the towel and wrung it out, walked back, gently wiped the sweat beads on his head and body for Li Ze, and then took out dry clothes from the cage and waited for Li Ze to get dressed.

"Master, it's still early, you can sleep for a while." Helping Li Ze to lie down and covering the quilt for him, Xia He said.

"Got it, you can sleep too!" Li Ze replied a little indifferently.

The curtain was re-closed, but where could Li Ze still sleep? Once again, my mind was pulled back into the memories of the past.

That year, he was five years old. The poisoning incident that almost killed him ended with two servants and one of the guards being beaten to death with a stick, and Li Anguo, the father of this body, seemed to know who was the mastermind behind this matter, and he was unwilling to delve any further.

The next thing is to move, from a big house in a big city, to the current residence, and then live there for nearly ten years. And Li Ze, from that year on, rarely spoke and rarely moved until he was eight years old. It is also in line with the sequelae of poisoning that the old man said.

No one could have imagined that in the past three years, Li Ze has been working hard to fight against this body. Although the person came, this body didn't change much, and Li Ze didn't know whether it was the resistance of this body after his bird occupied the dove's nest, or if it was really a reaction after poisoning.

After three years, he finally regained his health as a boy. It was also during these three years that he slowly learned a lot of things.

That beautiful woman is naturally the mother of the owner of this body, but she doesn't seem to care much about this son, even if she is under the same roof, even if her son is still lying on the sickbed, she will only come to take a look for a few days, in Li Ze's opinion, the meaning of that glance seems to be to see if she is dead, right?

There were many servants who came in and out, and from their more or less conversations or complaints, Li Ze analyzed a lot of things.

My own Lao Tzu seems to be a general, holding heavy troops, of course, if it is not a high power, I am afraid that I will not have these enjoyments, this every day to eat, dress, all of them are the best choice. For a while, Li Ze even thought that God felt that he had suffered too much when he was a child in his previous life, so he got him to make amends.

But then I slowly learned that things were not so good.

First of all, I was not born to the eldest mother, or even the younger mother. is a nameless and shareless outer room, and, it seems, this general Li Anguo is a little afraid of his wife, if that's all, it's just that, and more importantly, his relationship with Mrs. Wang is quite bad.

Because Mrs. Wang was robbed by him. It seems that Mrs. Wang's family still died at the hands of his Lao Tzu.

This relationship is a bit intriguing.

From this point of view, he, Lao Tzu, is really not a good person.