"Little brother, can I change seats with you......"

When Yan Liqiang opened his eyes, he found that he was sitting on a boat, a woman holding a baby in swaddling clothes, turned from the seat in front of him, and was looking at him with a hint of pleading, just now the woman seemed to pat him on the shoulder twice, and it was these two blows that woke Yan Liqiang from his sleep.

The passenger boat was on the river, the water vapor on the river was misty, it was raining, the raindrops hit the shed on the roof of the boat, crackling like fried beans, the woman sat in front of Yan Liqiang by the window, but the bolt of the window was broken, and the window could only be half-closed, because it was raining outside, and the slanting wind and drizzle on the river surface mixed with a hint of cold air blew in through the gap in the window, and fell on the face of the baby in the swaddling clothes.

This boat, this scene, this woman, is she dreaming?

Yan Liqiang's spirit was in a trance.

"Wow...... Wow...... Wow......" The baby in swaddling clothes that the woman was holding cried loudly, and the woman hurriedly shook and coaxed, looking at Yan Liqiang in embarrassment, "Little brother, you see, I have a leak here, and the child is ...... small."

"It's okay, it's okay, eldest sister, let's change ......seats," Yan Liqiang said, standing up, and quietly pinched his thigh - it was a heart-piercing pain, like a fake.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much......" The woman in front stood up with the child in her arms with a grateful face, and changed seats with Yan Liqiang, who was holding the luggage.

The cold wind and rain from the window flew to Yan Liqiang's face, this feeling made Yan Liqiang unforgettable, Yan Liqiang's face instantly flushed with a red tide, he clenched his fists tightly, and turned his head, "Sister, I just slept and was a little confused, what month and day is today?"

"Today is the 27th day of the eighth month of the twelfth year of Yuanping!" a moment came out of the woman's mouth.

That's right, today......

Yan Liqiang's head was buzzing, he quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took his leather bag, put it on his lap, and leaned against the window, the wind and rain that flew in from the window immediately decreased a lot, but his thoughts began to turn over the river.

What's going on? What's going on?

Yan Liqiang calmed down for a moment, recalling the scene that had just happened - he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and flew into a light curtain, inside the light curtain, like a bottomless tunnel, a galaxy on both sides of the tunnel like light flowing, before he could react, countless smaller light curtains like meteors appeared in front of him, flying around him, in that smaller light curtain, there were all light and shadow like freeze-motion photos, and in that light and shadow were all the fragments of his previous life.

A curtain of light flew in front of him, and he found that the moment in the curtain of light was the scene where his father said goodbye and then got on the boat to Huzhou City for the first time, and he didn't think much about it, so he plunged into the light curtain, and then he felt like he was riding a roller coaster and fell from the top of the mountain......

......

Unexpectedly, after a while, I was woken up, and I was really on that ship!

Could it be that he has returned to the past, to Ganzhou before his accident?

This answer seems incredible, but looking at the people on this small boat and the river outside, the real everything in front of him is silently telling Yan Liqiang that this answer is true, and he has indeed returned to the past......

If all this in front of him is true, then, what about the previous one, the other self in the Sword God Sect, what about now?

Yan Liqiang's heart was a mess, he closed his eyes and concentrated his consciousness in his sea of consciousness, but after a long time, he found that his sea of consciousness was dark and he couldn't feel anything.

Yan Liqiang thought about it slightly, and understood the reason, although his consciousness and spirit body had traveled to the past, this body had not changed at all compared to the previous one, it was still the previous body, and he had not yet advanced to the samurai, so he couldn't feel the mysterious stone in the sea of knowledge, according to his previous experience, unless he died, or advanced samurai, it was possible to feel the mysterious thing in the sea of knowledge.

If it was before, Yan Liqiang was not sure how long he would be able to advance to the rank of warrior, everything was unknown, but at this moment, Yan Liqiang knew that the realm of the warrior was completely within his reach, as long as he insisted on cultivating the Yi Jin Washing Sutra, at most half a year, he would be able to pass two levels in a row and easily advance to the samurai.

Yan Dechang's face flashed in Yan Liqiang's mind, Yan Liqiang's heart suddenly became excited, two tears slipped silently from his closed eyes, his fists clenched tightly, and he secretly swore in his heart that this time, no matter what, he would not let the last tragedy repeat again......

......

Sitting on the passenger boat, Yan Liqiang's thoughts were turbulent and his emotions were agitated, and it was not until the evening that the passenger boat arrived at the Xijiang Wharf that Yan Liqiang regained his calm.

"Everyone get off the boat, get off the boat, see if you have all your things and salutes, don't fall on the boat......" The boatman shouted outside, Yan Liqiang got off the boat with everyone, the husband of the woman he gave up his seat was coming to pick up people at the dock, nothing had changed.

Under the politeness and insistence of the woman's husband, Yan Liqiang still took the oil-paper umbrella with a warm breath, and then watched the family of three disappear in front of him.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, Yan Liqiang took a deep breath, looked at the tall tower at the north gate of Pingxi City that was squatting like a giant beast in the drizzle more than a thousand meters away in the distance, a few thoughts quickly flashed in his mind, and then he ran quickly towards the north gate of Pingxi City.

When he arrived outside the north gate of Pingxi City, the rain had already lightened a lot, and Yan Liqiang saw an eight- or nine-year-old child who had stripped off his clothes, was not afraid of the drizzle, and was fishing by the river outside the city with a small fishing rod, so he took out a small handful of copper coins from his arms and walked over.

"Little brother, do you want to make money?" Yan Liqiang said, squeezing the copper coins in his hand with a rattle.

The little boy's eyes immediately fixed on the copper coin in Yan Liqiang's hand, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but his eyes were still a little vigilant, "What do you want me to do, I'll say good first, I won't do bad things!"

"It's not a bad thing, it's just that I have a friend coming over in a while, you can help me bring him a message!"

"It's as simple as that?"

"Well, it's as simple as that, you'll just look at me in ...... moment"

Glancing at the copper coins in Yan Liqiang's hand again, the little boy immediately nodded.

......

Just seven or eight minutes later, a young Chinese man in his twenties walked over from a path on the left side of the city gate, and when he was still a hundred meters away from the city gate, he was seen by Yan Liqiang.

"Excuse me, is your name Lin Hua?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, "I am, what's the matter with you?"

"You have a friend who asked you to wait for him at the Sankong Bridge for a while, and he has something for you to ......," the little boy pointed to a small bridge more than two hundred meters away, and said to the young man with a serious face.

"Who told me to wait for him there!"

"I don't know about this, that person said it was your friend, said that you would know who he was as soon as you met, and said that he would give you a big surprise!"

"Okay, thanks!"

The little boy was gone in a blink of an eye.

The young man named Lin Hua looked at the Sankong Bridge not far away, thought about it for a while, and then turned around and walked towards the Sankong Bridge, anyway, that place was not far away, his heart was still full of curiosity, and the names of several of his friends flashed in his head, I don't know who wanted to give himself a big surprise here in the Sankong Bridge.

Just a moment after the young man named Lin Hua walked towards the Sankong Bridge, a caravan of the Shatu people with dozens of camels and more than a dozen rhinosaurus horses appeared......

Although it was a few hundred meters away, the young man named Lin Hua who was standing on the Wuli Bridge also saw the caravan of the Shatu people, and spit on the caravan of the Shatu people with some indignation.

"Phew......"

There were no accidents or conflicts, and the caravan of the Shatu entered the city.

Yan Liqiang was under a willow tree by the river not far from the city gate, and with a cold eye without a trace of temperature, he squinted slightly as these Shatu people entered the city.

After these Shatu people entered the city, Yan Liqiang did not enter the city, but turned in a direction and walked towards the west of Pingxi City......