"Brother Ming's first laugh in the sea, it is really full of pride, the world's heroes are outstanding in my generation, life is like a dream, it is better to drink and get drunk, come and come! This is done, I am lonely in this life, and it is not in vain to make friends with you such a book and sword! ”

Lonely raised his neck and smothered the bowl in one breath, and Xiao Ming was also heroic After taking a suffocation, he habitually learned from the people in the rivers and lakes to drop the bowl on the ground.

"Brother Ming, what do you mean by this? Why do you want to drop the bowl?"

Xiao Ming, who couldn't answer for a while, turned his brain, pretended to be chic, opened his mouth to pour it when he lifted the jar, and drank half full, but in fact, most of it was sprinkled on his clothes and the ground along his mouth. A big sigh:

"How can the bowl show the love of the children of the rivers and lakes, and the anger is full of anger! You have to use the altar! in order to show heroic feelings. ”

"Brother Ming is really bold! I'm done with this bowl! ”

After saying that, Lonely took Xiao Ming's jar, poured himself a full bowl, and just wanted to say something after taking a sip. Two passers-by, a son and a mother, walked by, and saw the child looking at the two of them with disgust and dragging their mother and said:

"Mom~Mom~ These two beggars are so strange, they are desperately drinking water there!"

"Be quiet, don't let them hear it, don't learn what swords they practice, what novels they write, you have to study hard to get famous, you can get out of the ground, understand? This is what people mean when they write books and ask for food, and practice swords to become beggars. ”

"Hmm~ Mom, I don't want to be a beggar, I will definitely study hard!"

After saying that, the mother picked up the child and left quickly. Leaving Lonely and Xiao Ming to sit under the tree, Lonely and Cheap were not convinced, and they wanted to catch up and scold back with the bowl.

"How can you speak! You look down on me now! When I publish a book and become famous, you can't afford to climb high! ”

"Broken beggar, what kind of big dream, go and go to this bowl of chicken legs that are leftover from the guests at the table just now, hurry up and take it away, don't interfere with business here!"

A guy dressed as a guy put a chicken leg in the bowl in the lonely's hand and drove him away, Xiao Ming saw it and quickly pulled the lonely away. Lonely and unrelentingly yelled at the guy:

"I'm lonely and cheap! Even if you starve to death, you will never eat the chicken legs of your Yangquan Restaurant! When Lao Tzu is on fire, I will open a bigger restaurant opposite the door and wait for Lao Tzu! ”

dragged the lonely cheap, picked up his only remaining clay pot, walked out of Longyang City, and returned to the broken temple where the two of them lived temporarily outside the city. The messenger went to collect firewood, and by the way, he saw if he could dig up some wild ginger, ground bracken and other wild vegetables. Xiao Ming put the clay pot on the incense burner originally used to insert incense offerings, and after lighting the fire, he shivered out a rice bag from the hole in the broken Buddha statue, and it looked like there were still a few dollars of rice. Xiao Ming carefully grabbed a handful of rice and cooked it with water.

The lonely who picked up the firewood and wild vegetables was lucky enough to catch two fat voles, and the two of them processed the voles, roasted them until they were golden and crispy, and sprinkled them with a little salt. The rice paste mixed with wild vegetables was also good, and the two of them divided the chicken legs and devoured them.

"Hey~ Brother Ming, don't say it, this Yangquan Restaurant's chicken leg is really fragrant."

"But no~ Hey, speaking of which, I'm a demon king and a person who has eaten a peerless luxury lunch. Now that he is so depressed that he makes a living by begging, alas, the goldfingers in the novel are all lies!"

Xiao Ming looked at the half of the chicken leg in his hand, shook his head and nibbled on it. Lonely and cheap saw the sadness in Xiao Ming's eyes, patted Xiao Ming's back, and tore half of his roast mouse and put it in Xiao Ming's bowl:

"Brother Ming, don't be discouraged, although I don't really believe that you are the reincarnation of the soul, but look at your swordsmanship, it's just that this era is too peaceful, and swordsmen are useless. Brother Ming just didn't meet him. ”

Xiao Ming looked at Lonely Cheap with emotion, and silently returned the half of the vole to Lonely Cheap, and then gave his last piece of chicken leg to Lonely Cheap:

"Lonely brother, I have to stay up late every day to write, it's really nerve-wracking, I should eat more meat to make up for it."

"Hey! Where, Brother Ming is, practicing swords consumes physical strength, and he should eat more meat. ”

In the midst of constant courtesy, the two finally decided to eat their own food. After eating dinner, Xiao Ming and Lonely Cheap lay in the half-collapsed ruined temple, in this era, although the night is prosperous, but the two of them have no silver in their pockets, they can only look at the stars in the sky and look forward to falling asleep early.

Xiao Ming's head has been unable to calm down, and the loneliness of snoring next to him makes him even more unable to sleep, and gradually Xiao Ming's thoughts drift back to when he first jumped hard. Why did you choose such a frivolous skill to come to this world in the first place? Xiao Ming now regrets this in his heart.

It turned out that at that time, Xiao Ming, when he was killed alive by the brave man using the archiving technique, was disheartened, feeling that the world was targeting him, and wanted to wash away the memories of his previous life, hoping to get a good fate randomly. When he jumped into the whirlpool, he found that there was a soul thread in the part of little Tintin that pulled him alive and did not let him be sucked into the whirlpool, so he followed the thread and crawled back to the place where he had first seen Gandalf.

This time, there was no one in the whole room, and Xiao Ming saw that his silk thread had been connecting the brick, and the brick was changing its shape with Xiao Ming's thoughts. In the end, Xiao Ming turned this brick from his previous life into a thin and transparent state according to his own ideas, and attached it to the soul separator toilet machine like this, so that no matter how many times he died in the future, he could come back and choose his destiny.

On the magical soul separation toilet machine, there are extremely complicated buttons, Xiao Ming took a moment to roughly understand the mechanism, pressed the button of martial arts, and the vortex in the toilet began to rotate, and then on the branch of martial arts, Xiao Ming equipped himself with the White Emperor Holy Sword, and the attributes of the invincible swordsman, and then plunged into this world, but what he didn't expect happened.

He still has memories when he was born, he was born in a rich family, but his head was stuck when he was born, and he spat out the first time he got out of the pain:

"Oh mom, it hurts Lao Tzu to death!"

In a word, the family was scared half to death, and finally the owner of their family invited a Taoist priest, the Taoist priest said that this baby was a disaster star from the sky, so they threw Xiao Ming into the valley, and the White Emperor Holy Sword was nowhere to be found, according to reason, why did it disappear like this. And it's soul-bound. Why has Xiao Ming not found it since he was born?

After Xiao Ming fell into the cliff, he was picked up by a kind couple of Chai Fu couple, but when Xiao Ming was seven years old, there was an epidemic in the village. Only Xiao Ming was left dead in the whole village. So since then, Xiao Ming has been living on the streets to this day. In retrospect, Xiao Ming finally fell asleep.