During the reign of Emperor Lizong of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jiaxing, a small town.

In the streets where people came and went, and in an inconspicuous corner, three or five ragged and unkempt beggars lay on the ground and pretended to sleep, which should have been nothing special in this town.

But it's strange that there is a half-sized man in the lazy and lazy crowd, with his back against the wall, his hands on his knees, his eyes staring at the crowd of people on the street in a daze, ordinary daze is nothing, and when you get closer, you will find that the eyes are simply empty and terrifying.

Like a walking corpse, it is in stark contrast to the other sleeping lazy men, so that passers-by can't help but look at it a few more times, and those who pay attention will also find that this boy who is about eleven or twelve years old has maintained such a position from morning to afternoon, which is strange.

It's been three days since he came to this place, and the boy still can't accept the fact that he is still doing the famous death sport on the blue planet - bravely entering no man's land.

Encountered a landslide at night, people are also very lucky to fall into the mountains, with a high probability, it is dead, it is troublesome to the lovely search and rescue team, it is a very shameful waste of the country's resources, now, with a high probability, it is scolded by Internet netizens, it should be!

The boy who was abandoned by his biological parents at birth and grew up by eating a hundred family meals did not hate that world, on the contrary, he was a sunny and cheerful person, but he didn't care enough for his life.

When you fall into the mountains, you lose consciousness, and when you open your eyes, you realize that the world has changed.

Backward, there is feces and urine everywhere on the street, there are animals, there are also people, there are no lights, there are no mobile phones, there are cars, but they are horse-drawn cars.

He has sound hands and feet, but he has become a child, and what remains the same as in the previous life is that in this life, he still has no home.

Yes, this little beggar in the pile of beggars, with his back against the wall and his hands on his knees, is the future generations.

It's been three days, and it's been three days since he came to this world, except for begging with the beggars' army to be hungry and full, he spends most of his time in a daze, and he still can't accept the fact that he came to this world inexplicably.

As a young man born under the red flag and growing up in the national flag in the 21st century, he can endure poverty and hunger, but he can't do without electricity and the Internet, it will make people crazy.

Vomit!!

So hungry, retching with hunger, but he had to stuff the moldy steamed buns into his mouth little by little, because if he didn't eat them, he might really not be able to sleep one night.

Watching the others gobble up the completely rancid leftovers, the boy retched while stuffing the steamed buns into his mouth, no way, as a new young man in the 21st century who had just been transferred, he really couldn't accept these "hard dishes", so he could only choose dry steamed buns to barely satisfy his stomach.

In the process of following these three or five beggars begging along the street, the boy probably also learned what kind of era he had come to, a certain period in the Southern Song Dynasty in my country, which was the period when there were the most wealthy and scholars, and the status of literati was high and the status of martial artists was low.

Yes, I just got beaten by Jin, and now I'm in Mongolia, take turns, I'm used to this fate anyway.

Early one morning, when the boy followed the beggars' army past a liquor shop, he overheard the conversation of the drinkers inside, and he was completely disorganized.

"Have you heard, that murderous Chilian fairy Li Mochou has been frequently haunting the Shaoxing area recently."

"I've also heard that this Li Daogu is still a rare beauty, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"Hey, you seem to be focusing on something a little different, brother."

Red Lian Fairy!? Li Mochou !!?

Southern song dynasty!! Condor !!?

Me, I......

The boy standing still next to the liquor store stood still as if he had been struck by lightning, his empty eyes gradually glowing with a little vitality, and some inexplicable excitement.

Coming to this world alone, although I can generally understand it, but all around me are speaking a language similar to dialects, and I am from the world of the future, which has already made me feel a deep sense of loneliness.

This cold, suddenly hearing a familiar name, is like in a math class, the teacher asked a question that happens to be the one you know.

I don't understand the other 99 questions, but teacher, I can do this question!

Condor Divine Condor, this is my favorite drama when I was a child, I watched it at least eight times from the second grade to the fourth grade, if I wasn't afraid of pain, I would have cut off my right hand a long time ago, and I didn't let my classmates play the role of Condor.

But now, Divine Condor, there are really friends in this world, can the boy not be excited.

When he came back to his senses, he lost the team, and the beggars of which period were divided into territories, and which people could go to which places to beg were clearly divided, and before he had time to think about it, the boy pulled his legs and chased after his small group.

That night, in a ruined temple of the land, the boy and his small group huddled in the corner by the door and window, shivering, and the rest of the good part of the house was occupied by the able-bodied beggar group.

Some small groups even set up fires and roasted chickens, and I don't know where they found them, which made the boy shivering in the corner drool.

At this time, an old man close to the boy quietly approached, reached out and took out a steamed bun in his arms and handed it over.

"Kid, look hungry."

The boy looked up at the old man, whose beard was white and his face was like a withered face, and he withdrew his eyes and shook his head.

The old man saw that the boy didn't answer, his expression was obviously a little stunned, but then he got closer and said, "What's your name?" Where is it? ”

Name? After listening to the old man's question, the boy was obviously stunned, he had a name in his last life, and his surname was Dong.

Now that he is living a life again, and it is still the legendary world written by the old man Jin, why don't you have a well-known name to break into the rivers and lakes, the boy who thought so in his heart began to fall into deep thought.

The old man on the side was not in a hurry, just sat quietly next to him thinking about something, and suddenly, a voice interrupted his thinking.

"Dongzhang, my name is Dongzhang."

The old man looked at the boy in surprise, oh no, the current Dongzhang glanced at him, and grinned: "Everyone calls me Fubo." ”

"Hmm."

Dongzhang, who responded simply, didn't know what else he thought of, and turned his head to Fubo and said, "Eat, I'm not hungry." ”

"Huh."

Looking at this somewhat stubborn child, Fauber quietly turned sideways and fell asleep.

Now Dongzhang stared at the roast chicken roasted by a few young beggars in the middle of the temple and secretly thought, the Condor, the Condor, who is familiar with the plot, knows that there are several treasures in this world for him to take, which is what the later generations call bugs, just like playing a game in the later life, you know that there are divine weapon cheats here and there, and you don't take it, isn't that stupid.

It is the same reason that it is impossible to work part-time, it is impossible to work in this life, only stealing batteries, eh, is to take shortcuts, in order to appreciate the best beauty of this era in their best years.

As a person who has traveled through the afterlife, doing so does not cause someone to have any psychological obstacles or psychological burdens.

Anyway, it's the ability to get it, but listening to the rumbling of his stomach, Dongzhang also knows that his most important task now is to survive.

However, how to live and live well is the biggest problem nowadays, and you have to plan well.

I was also a scumbag in my last life, what traveled to ancient times to make gunpowder, penicillin, don't even think about it, those are the content of high school or even college, and the scumbag must have the consciousness of learning scum, and the amount of knowledge should be found from elementary school, and see what is not yet available in this era.

Writing poetry? It's feasible, this period is so heavy on literature and light on martial arts, but in addition to the bright moonlight at the bedside and a few lines of poetry that children can recite, a complete poem can't really be written.

Is it possible to sell, goose goose goose, song to the sky such poems? There is a high probability that you will be beaten, then, if you can't speak Chinese, then let's do math.

Huh! Ninety-nine multiplication table! Did you have an abacus at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty? I don't know, then I'll go to investigate tomorrow, even if I have, my oral arithmetic and mental arithmetic will be quite strong in the future life, isn't it faster than the efficiency of the current bookkeeper.

Thinking so in his heart, Dongzhang didn't feel how hungry he was, but thought about Ming'er's application for Mr. Accounts, and after thinking about it, he also rolled up his body and fell asleep, and the corners of his mouth could be vaguely seen slightly raised, I don't know what kind of good dream he had done, and it seemed that the cold night wind didn't seem to be so cold.

The next day, at dawn, Dongzhang, who was hungry and cold, was woken up by freezing, and he could endure it for a while, but the early morning just now could really freeze people to death, looking at several people next to him who were also shivering in their sleep, Dongzhang could only try his best to drill into the dry straw pile, and his heart was more determined to leave here.

When the sky was completely bright, and the body was warmed by the sun, everyone got up one after another, and Xiao Dongzhang also got up with the crowd.

Then it was to follow their small group to go out to beg, the process was not so smooth, this era was still starving, ordinary people were barely able to make ends meet, and only those big families could have surplus food, but even if there was more than that, it was their turn to eat the leftovers to their slaves, and finally their slaves ate the leftovers before it was the turn of the beggars waiting outside.

Although you won't be able to beg for food every day, you won't be able to beg for food for days, and you can barely survive.

I survived like this for a few days.

And every time he passes by the wine shop, Dongzhang will pay great attention to the structure and flow inside, and then secretly remember it in his heart, and there is already a gradual and clear comparison in his heart.