Winter turns to spring, the weather warms up, the branches in front of the house spit out new shoots, and everything is a vibrant scene.

Today is the Lantern Festival, which is a very grand festival in Yancheng, not only the traditional activities such as eating Lantern Festival, appreciating lanterns, guessing lantern riddles, etc., but also the newly launched marathon.

As early as a few days ago, the entire event had spread all over the streets and alleys, attracting the attention of the people of Yancheng.

In this competition, the prize money is unusually rich, just for the half marathon, the prize money for the first place is as high as 28,888 yuan.

In the urban village east of Yancheng, in an old building, Zhu Yang sat on the chair in a trance, and at this moment he only had three questions in his heart: "Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?"

"Brother Pig, look at your bear-like appearance, are you thinking about the girl again?" A little girl jumped up and down to Zhu Yang's side, she blinked her eyes, looked at Zhu Yang playfully and said.

The little girl was not tall, about eleven years old. She has fair skin, a melon seed face, big eyes, and a ponytail, and she looks like a little ghost.

"Brother Pig?"

Zhu Yang was stunned, this title made him feel like a world away.

A hundred years, a hundred years into a hundred years, no one has called him that.

A hundred years ago, Zhu Yang woke up and arrived in the completely unfamiliar Nine Spirits Continent, in that world where cultivation was the mainstay, Zhu Yang finally became a generation of immortals after unremitting efforts.

Just yesterday, when the foreign enemy came to attack, when the sect was facing life and death, he forced back the strong enemy with his own strength, but he also exhausted the last trace of true yuan and fell into a coma.

Unexpectedly, after waking up, what caught his eye was this bungalow that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The old furniture, the old furnishings in the house, and the TV set like a cardboard box are replaying the 2018 Spring Festival Gala.

Looking at the calendar hanging on the wall, March 2, 2018, isn't this the time when Zhu Yang left the earth in a daze a hundred years ago?

"Wait, am I back on Earth?"

Zhu Yang pinched his thigh hard, and then gasped, this Nima really hurts!

In the past hundred years, Zhu Yang has not wanted to return to the earth all the time, but there is no way to follow, and now he has come back unconsciously.

With his own immortal cultivation, he can't walk sideways on the earth!

All kinds of beauties who didn't dare to start back then, if they want to include them in the harem, it is definitely a piece of cake.

Earth, Mother, I love you to death!

"Hahahaha"

Looking forward to a better life in the future, Zhu Yang couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Pig, in broad daylight, why are you starting to think about spring again?" The little girl on the side couldn't stand it anymore, she hugged her hands in front of her chest and said with interest.

Zhu Yang's face darkened at that time: "Zhu Ling'er, how many times have I told you, don't call me Brother Pig!"

"Also, who told you that I was in Sichun just now?" After a pause, Zhu Yang added.

"Who told you to look at the head teacher's skirt in the first place? The way you looked just now was clearly thinking about a little beauty, and you said that you didn't have Sichun. Zhu Linger said calmly.

"I ...... I...... I was wronged!"

Zhu Yang was suddenly speechless, the title of "Brother Pig" is a little wronged!

Things have to start in September 2017, when 17-year-old Zhu Yang ran towards the classroom in a hurry because he was about to be late for class.

I don't know which person threw the banana peel after eating the banana, Zhu Yang stepped on the banana peel when he ran to the door, and suddenly fell into the mud.

That class was for the beautiful head teacher, she just walked into the classroom a few steps before Zhu Yang, and after Zhu Yang fell, her body slipped out due to inertia, and her head happened to be between the legs of the beautiful head teacher when she stopped.

As soon as Zhu Yang turned over, he saw a touch of black under the short skirt of the beautiful head teacher. The worst thing is that Zhu Yang shouted loudly: "Damn, black." ”

Although the beautiful head teacher did not pursue it, the whole class saw Zhu Yang's urine clearly, and after the matter spread, "Brother Pig" became Zhu Yang's exclusive title.

After the eccentric Zhu Ling'er heard about this, she never called Brother Zhu Yang again, but directly called "Brother Pig" without being big or small.

Zhu Yang is extremely painful, this is the old yellow calendar many years ago, I didn't expect Zhu Ling'er, a little ghost, to still mention it now.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, Brother Pig stepped on bananas. Raise your head to look at the girl, bow your head and tear your crotch. Zhu Ling'er put her hands behind her back and stood not far away and began to chatter.

"This ......"

Zhu Yang was speechless, and the poet immortal Li Bai's quiet night thought of Zhu Ling'er, how could he completely change his taste.

"Do you still want a tablet? Call me 'Brother Pig' again, and I won't participate in the marathon!" Zhu Yang made a killer move.

Zhu Linger is facing the transition from primary school to junior high school, and tablet computers have always been a dream of a little girl.

Although he has been away from the earth for a hundred years, Zhu Yang remembers the marathon very clearly.

"Zhu Yang, you don't love me anymore!" Seeing Zhu Yang threatening himself with a marathon, Zhu Ling'er said with a twisted face.

"Watch less love soap operas, pack up and get ready to go out, and the marathon is about to start. ”

Zhu Yang didn't buy it, and after Zhu Ling'er was released, he returned to his room, and what he was most concerned about now was what changes in his body.

Taking a deep breath, the dantian sank in anger, and Zhu Yang threw a punch, but the fart didn't make a sound.

"Damn, what's going on?" Zhu Yang was not calm, he swung a few more punches, but they were all plain, as if he had never practiced.

"Oh my God, my harem, my beauties, all gone!"

Zhu Yang can basically be sure that his Immortal Venerable's cultivation is gone, and he is now just an ordinary person who has no power to restrain the chicken.

Originally, he still fantasized about the three thousand beauties in the harem, but now they are all in vain, and Zhu Yang is extremely painful.

"The host has been discovered, the system is binding, and the host information is being read. ”

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in Zhu Yang's mind, and Zhu Yang was a little confused in an instant.

"Name: Zhu Yang. ”

"Gender: Male. ”

"Age: 18 years old. ”

"Occupation: Student. ”

......

Nima, what kind of moth system is this?

Zhu Yang was puzzled, and suddenly a main interface appeared in his mind, just like a computer screen.

There are also three options under the main interface: System Store, Lottery Center, and Revenue Record.

Zhu Yang clicked on the system store in his mind and took a look, there was only one product in it, and the others were all gray, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

And this item that can be purchased made Zhu Yang find a sense of familiarity that he has not seen for a long time.

Washed marrow fruit, priced at 800.

When he was in the Nine Spirits Continent, forging bones and washing the marrow and building a foundation for cultivation was a process that every cultivator had to go through.

There is also a line of small print in the bottom right corner of the store: Balance, 250.

Zhu Yang wondered, what's going on with this balance, and what the hell is 250?

As a result, at this moment, 250 suddenly jumped a little again, and it became 280!

Zhu Yang remembered that there was an option for income records on the main interface of the system, so he quickly clicked on it and looked at it, and then he was dumbfounded.

Resentment from Zhu Linger, +150, +100, +30......