Time flies, after three months of getting along, Xu Wanzhao has an understanding of everything around her, the world where she is currently located is called Yuanwu Continent, there are five major immortal sects and five major countries, and the rest of the small countries are not worth mentioning.

The power and power of the Five Great Immortal Gates dominate the state, but they never interfere in the government and are distributed among the five countries. The Five Great Immortal Gates are very mysterious, I heard that the acceptance of apprentices is strict, and you need to be born with an awakened Yuan Spirit in your body, otherwise you will be the powerful emperor Lao'er.

In addition, Xu Wanzhao didn't hear much, and it was likely that it was the loneliness of the people in the place. There are a lot of things to do in the five major countries, after all, the common people all watch the court to eat.

The five major countries are the first powerful country in the Yuanling Continent of Tianchi State, located in the middle of the continent, bordering four countries, and is the most important country for human survival.

Secondly, the country of the dynasty, the ten thousand Buddhas and the ancestors are exhausted, and the people are endless, the real country of Buddha, the people have strong beliefs in this country, relatively free, and protect the country Sect Hanging Temple.

The North Sand Bear Country, in the easternmost part of the Yuanling Continent, is said to be the country closest to the sun, where plants and trees are difficult to grow, monsters are rampant, and yellow sand is everywhere. The Protector Sect is the North Styx Mountain.

Xiling Snow Country, the west of extreme cold, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, snow all year round, there is a window containing Xiling thousands of autumn snow, less days and less anode cathode cold. The Protector Sect Qingyu Pavilion.

Fenglai country, according to legend, the nine-headed phoenix, when it came to the world, the country created, when it was full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, wild to the extreme, its mountain gate school immortal faction.

Xu Wanzhao's current location is the Xiling town of Qingzhou City at the junction of Tianchi Country and Xiling Snow Country.

Not to mention the mythological color of these Xianmen Immortal Sects, what surprised Xu Wanzhao the most was the common currency here, the worthless iron of the 21st century, which was called iron coins. All those gold and silver are worthless, and iron is not worth much.

What's even more infuriating is that the beggars on the street who ask for food, the bowls in their hands, the worst ones are all pure silver, pure silver. There are also a few beggars the size of small steamed buns, good guys, who serve golden rice bowls, golden rice bowls.

Xu Wanzhao gasped several times, and the three views were completely subverted.

I sighed, what kind of world is this, and why is it not in the history books? Does she have a chance to go back? If you have the opportunity to go back, can you pack a few golden rice bowls?

Although the value of money in this world is completely subverted, as an intellectual in the 21st century, long-term begging is not the way to survive, and she and Xiao Mantou are both in the growth stage, and their bodies are in urgent need of nutritional supplements, so she has to face a big problem to make money to support her family.

Finding a job in this world has to be guaranteed by someone, and they are really too small, they can't carry their shoulders and can't carry them, and they sell themselves as slaves, which is also impossible, and there are not three or two slaves who have been killed on the street.

When Xu Wanzhao's little face wrinkled into an embarrassing word, he was hit by a small steamed bun that was running over, and Xu Wanzhao asked urgently: "What's wrong, running so fast?" ”

The little steamed bun panted: "Sister, run." I didn't have time to explain and ran away with Xu Wanzhao, and then there was a chasing sound behind me: "Little beast, you stop for me, and grab the lottery in Lao Tzu's territory, you have to know how to honor Lao Tzu." ”

Xu Wanzhao looked back, it was the two stinky beggars who bullied the little steamed buns, seeing that they were menacing, knowing that this was not the time to fight hard, they could only speed up and run away desperately, fortunately, there were many people on the street, they occupied a small size and it was easy to walk through and dodge, but they quickly got rid of the two beggars.

For the sake of safety, Xu Wanzhao still pulled the small steamed bun and temporarily hid in a small bamboo forest.

"Tell me, why are they bullying you this time?" Xu Wanzhao rubbed his little head, with a little distress in his voice.

The little steamed bun grinned and smirked, and mysteriously took out a paper bag from his arms, peeling off the inner and outer three layers, and inside was actually a roast chicken with hot steam.

"Look, follow me with meat to eat." The little steamed bun proudly stuffed the chicken leg into Xu Wanzhao's arms.

Xu Wanzhao was shocked: "How did you come?" ”

"The Huang Yuanwai's family on East Street held a full moon for his son, set up a pole and set up a colorful head, and I picked red silk." The little steamed bun hurriedly urged Xu Wanzhao: "Sister, eat quickly, it's not delicious when it's cold, didn't you say you wanted to eat meat a few days ago?" ”

"What?" Xu Wanzhao's nose instantly became sour, the so-called pole to set up a color head, she has already seen it, that is, the rich man's game of amusing the poor, the pole is at least 100 meters high, and the red silk is hung on it, and those who can climb up to get the red silk can get a reward, these rewards are just a roast chicken or some pastries, and most of the people who are willing to participate in these snatching lottery heads, most of them are either poor people who can't open the pot or those beggars who beg along the street, and regardless of life and death, it is common for a few to fall down and die.

For a while, I was angry and distressed about the little steamed bun's lifeless approach, the age at which the little steamed bun should have been taken care of, but he was doing his best to take care of her, thinking of this, Xu Wanzhao's eyes were red, and tears swirled uncontrollably.

"Sister doesn't cry, when I grow up and have strength, I will become very strong and strong, and let you eat meat every day." The little steamed bun held two small fists and looked like something was serious, which suddenly made Xu Wanzhao laugh out loud.

Xu Wanzhao took a sour bite of the roast chicken: "It's delicious." He handed it to the little steamed bun again: "You can eat it too." ”

"Delicious, isn't it? I'll make you delicious. Suddenly kicked in the back, Xu Wanzhao was suddenly kicked to the ground, the roast chicken in his hand was also thrown out, and a gravity on his back pressed down, and he was stepped on. Xu Wanzhao snorted in pain, and looked back with great effort to see that it was the two beggars who were one tall and one short chasing after them, and next to them stood a little beggar of seven or eight years old, with an astonishing scar on his left cheek.

"You let go of my sister." The little steamed bun pounced anxiously, but was kicked away by another beggar.

"Boss, it's he who took the lottery that should have been mine, and that's the gift I was going to give to the boss." The little beggar on the side pointed to the little steamed bun indignantly and said, his eyes that should have been innocent were full of jealous anger

"Don't touch him." Xu Wanzhao shouted with struggle.

"Hmph, don't touch him, how old are you?" The beggar said and increased the strength under his feet more and more fiercely, and Xu Wanzhao, who was in pain, almost fainted, only to feel the blood in his chest surging and unable to speak for a while.

"You let go of my sister." The little steamed bun hissed and roared as hard as he could, and his little body trembled and just got up from the ground, when he was kicked to the ground by a beggar with a disdainful face, and the sound of broken bones could be heard under that foot.