In a white space.

A gray-robed Taoist figure sat on the ground, facing the visitor.

He had a thin face and a peaceful temperament, and he looked like a man of great morality.

But no matter how you walk towards him, the distance between them cannot be narrowed.

It's as if there's a Milky Way in between.

Immediately, a voice full of vicissitudes came from his mouth, resounding throughout the space:

"I have many regrets in my life that have not been fulfilled, and there are many regrets that have not changed."

"No matter who you really are or what your purpose is, if you can help me eliminate my regrets and regrets, you will reach the end you desire."

As the words fell, the human form slowly disappeared, and the white space immediately turned into an incomparably real world.

The misty voice gradually became clear, and quickly sounded in the ears:

"Buns! Hot buns!"

"Sugar gourd! A penny, a string!"

"Fat, beef!"

Listening to the hawkers on the street, smelling the complex smell in the air, and looking at the bustling crowd on the street, Jiang Dian was a little confused for a while.

He never expected to enter the secret realm and come to such a world.

Speaking of which, he'd been through a lot of foreign lands, but none of them gave him such a real feeling.

It's as if he's been living here all along.

And the most critical and most frightening thing for Jiang is -

He turned out to be a fruit seller on the street.

Rough hands, blackened skin, broad knuckles...... It all felt like a dream to him.

This secret realm can actually change the identity of the entrant?!

If it was just a simple change of identity, maybe Jiang Dian would not be too frightened.

The problem is that his colossal strength is also as if it has been sealed, and now he can only exert a slightly stronger strength than ordinary people.

Without strength, Jiang Yan felt a little panicked for a while.

But thinking that this was just an ordinary ancient market, he quickly calmed down again.

With his strength now being stronger than ordinary people, it is expected that no one here should be his opponent, enough for him to solve the mystery and clear the secret realm.

Jiang was thinking about it when a ruffian wearing a short crooked mouth and squinting eyes suddenly walked in front of the stall, and he took a big red apple from the stall, opened his mouth and bit it, and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Yan suddenly couldn't help it, grabbed his clothes, and questioned:

"Did you give me money for eating my apples?"

The ruffian glared at him, and asked rhetorically with a look of surprise on his face:

"Zhao Laosi, are you sick? What's wrong with labor and management eating an apple from you? You don't ask who covers this street? Who gave your face to pull my clothes?"

As he spoke, he pushed forward with his hand, and a dozen apples immediately rolled to the ground.

When the surrounding peddlers saw this, their faces were full of fear.

Some pedestrians around them also retreated and avoided it.

Jiang Dian couldn't bear it, raised his hand and slammed a fist on his eyes, hitting him with blue eyes, screaming miserably, and sitting on the ground.

The ruffian covered his eyes, and as he retreated, he cried out with a face full of anger:

"Zhao Laosi, you're finished! How dare you hit me! How dare you offend our money gang! I'm going to go to handle Chen, you wait for me!"

Jiang Yan's eyes suddenly cold, and he was ready to abolish him.

At this moment, there was a commotion in front of the street, followed by several burly men with big shoulders and round waists.

Seeing the leading man, the ruffian's face suddenly became happy, and he cried on the spot:

"Handle Chen, you have to be the master for me, that Zhang Laosi, who sells fruits, dares to beat our money gang, and says that he won't pay any money in the future, this is obviously not taking your Chen handle in his eyes, this kind of bold guy must teach him a lesson!"

"What? How dare you not pay the money? It's the other way around!

Brothers, smash me!"

A group of big men immediately started to smash the fruit stand.

Jiang was secretly angry, and immediately fought with them.

However, after the actual battle, I found out that this group of guys also has three-legged cat kung fu.

Coupled with the fact that he eats well and has a strong physique, his slightly thin body can't hold it for a while.

As more and more money gangs arrived, the dignified 6th order was beaten by a group of ruffians.

It's just a!

Jiang Yan endured the humiliation and worked hard, and spent nearly half a month before and after, using various tactics, combined with his own force, and finally completely subdued the three major gangs in Dajue County, integrated them together, and became the real leader boss and the uncrowned king of Dajue County.

And when he finally sat on the throne symbolizing the position of the gang leader, listening to the shouts of nearly a thousand gangs below, Jiang Di's heart was surging, and he always felt that something was wrong-

What am I doing here?

Meanwhile.

In an alley full of garbage and stinking water.

An old beggar was rummaging through the garbage heap for food.

He searched for it, but suddenly heard a cry.

Unwrapping a black cloth bag reveals a baby lying in swaddling clothes.

The baby was crying, his fists clenched, his lips white.

The old beggar sighed and slowly picked up the baby:

"It's also a fate between you and me."

"From now on, I will call you rich."

The same white space inside.

Su Mo looked at the figure facing him not far away, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

After entering the dense forest, he did not step into the secret realm as expected, but came to this space.

As for the other three people who had been following him closely, they suddenly disappeared.

However, Su Mo didn't worry too much, because he sensed that the aura of those three people was nearby, and he couldn't have encountered the same situation as him.

After listening to the man's narration, the surrounding white space immediately turned into an ancient market with a strong sense of life, like a real projection of history.

What surprised him the most was that he found that he had turned into a young catcher wearing a coarse cloth soap coat with a bronze medal around his waist.

There seems to be some kind of rule that seals his power.

And this seal is almost meaningless to him, and it will be broken at the first poke.

Even this whole illusion he can easily break free.

However, Su Mo had already sensed that this illusion, or this formation, had some kind of special spirituality.

It is very likely that this spirituality is related to that Longshan Guan Patriarch, and once the formation is forcibly broken, it will be annihilated immediately.

If you want to know the answers to many questions, you must not be so reckless.

Su Mo looked around, and there was a sudden look in his eyes.

This should be the place where Zhang Rulong once lived.

According to the hint he gave earlier, as long as you help him complete his past regrets, or redeem his past regrets, he should be able to successfully clear the level.

But first of all, the first step is to understand what regrets he has.

That is, you have to find someone first.

Su Mo was about to spread his spiritual power, when he suddenly saw a little beggar in tattered clothes running away from him, and his eyes immediately fixed on the other party.

The little beggar's body was as thin as a bamboo pole, he looked like he was seven or eight years old, his childish face was covered with a malnourished yellow, his half-length hair was scattered, and the corners of his eyebrows were stained with a little stain, despite this, Su Mo recognized at a glance that this was Zhang Rulong when he was a child.

He followed quietly, and saw Zhang Rulong drilling around the market very skillfully, and saw some rich ladies dressed in luxurious clothes, so he hurriedly leaned over to ask for a reward.

As soon as the other party's face showed a tired look, he was very conscious and retreated in time, wearing broken straw shoes with exposed toes, and jumped into the crowd with a puff of smoke.

At noon, he leaned on the garbage heap to pick up a few broken cakes and rotten oranges, gobbled them up, and then continued to operate on the street.

But the ladies are not so easy to encounter after all, and some even have powerful guards, which are even more difficult to approach.

Fortunately, Zhang Rulong did not have this only goal, and when there was no one on the street, he ran to various nearby households, singing greetings from door to door, begging for some copper coins or rice cakes.

Towards evening, he came to the back of a brothel.

The dim light fell, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a green dress walked out of the back door of the brothel.

When the girl in the green dress saw him, she smiled slightly:

"Little beggar, you're here again."

Zhang Rulong grinned, revealing neat white teeth.

"Here, here's what I left of last night in my house."

The girl in the green dress handed over an oiled paper bag containing two or three small snacks.

Zhang Rulong took the snack and hurriedly thanked him:

"Thank you, sister, I wish my sister a free illness and a long life!"

The girl smiled, and a call came from the room:

"Luqi, there's a guest here."

"Got it, here it is."

Lu Qi waved at Zhang Rulong, turned around and walked back quickly.

Zhang Rulong glanced at her nostalgically, and continued to go everywhere to ask for change.

By nightfall, he had earned seven or eight copper coins, a piece of leftover bread, and a small bag of snacks.

He looked at the snack and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, but instead of eating it, he just dipped in cold water and nibbled on the dry dough.

When the bread was finished, he ran all the way through the bluestone slab, and finally came to a drugstore, and said to the boss inside in a pretended mature voice:

"Please get me two pills like last time."

As he spoke, he pushed seven copper coins onto the counter.

The white-haired boss glanced at him and teased:

"Four copper coins are a pair, and your seven coins are not enough for two pairs."

"I'll bring the money tomorrow."

Looking at Zhang Rulong, who was full of seriousness, the boss smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and casually filled two pieces of medicine from it and handed it to him.

Zhang Rulong thanked him, ran all the way forward with the medicine bag, and soon came to a ruined temple.

Inside the ruined temple, a few beggars gathered in twos and threes.

Su Mo jumped to the top of the building.

Looking down through the broken window, I saw a beggar in his seventies and eighties lying on a straw mat at the foot of the broken Buddha statue, his eyes cloudy, his hair dry, and his body as thin as a feather.

Zhang Rulong squatted on the ground next to him, and while skillfully decocting the medicine with the yellow broken medicine jar, he chattered to the old man at the table:

"Grandpa, today I met a kind young lady, and she was three cents as soon as she made a move, which is really generous."

"I've also seen Master Ning, who has been living in seclusion, but there are too many guards around him, and I can't get up."

"I also saw the money guys, but it's scary, according to what you said, I saw them all walking around the road."

"Zhao Laosi, who sells fruits, and Hu Han, who sells sugar cakes, scolded and fought at the stall today, but it's a pity that they didn't fight, otherwise maybe I could touch a fruit candy cake for you to eat."

"By the way, speaking of food, Miss Luqi gave me a few more pieces of dim sum today, this medicine is bitter, you can eat the dim sum later."

Zhang Rulong's voice is immature and crisp, with the vitality of a child.

The old man lying on the straw mat just smiled slightly and listened quietly.

Su Mo stood on the roof of the building and watched this scene, but secretly sighed.

He had already sensed that the old beggar had little life left, and it was not at all that those few decoctions could save him.

Could it be that Zhang Rulong's regret is because the old man who took care of him died too early, and he wants to bring him back to life and live for a while longer?

But even he is not strong enough to bring people back to life

to the point of .

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help frowning slightly.

Two days later.

Temperatures drop sharply.

The sky was overcast.

Cold rain is falling.

The old beggar in the ruined temple finally reached the point of dying.

He grabbed Zhang Rulong's small hand tightly with his big claw-like hand, and muttered in his voice:

"Fugui, although you were picked up by me, you can't waste half your life like me, and you can only be a beggar in the end.

You're smart and can't just wallow in the mud like this all the time.

You have to find a way to save money, find a way to study, find a way to get ahead, and find a way to get out of this ruined temple.

If one day you really become famous, Grandpa will really be relieved.

It's a pity that I can't wait for that day, after Grandpa leaves, you must take good care of yourself......

The old beggar's gaze gradually drifted, his voice was faint, and his arms drooped to the ground.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa, don't sleep, Grandpa, wake up."

Zhang Rulong shook his hand, but there was no movement.

His eyes widened, and tears welled up suddenly:

"Grandpa, I don't want you to go! I don't want you to go!"

He threw himself on the old beggar and wept.

Two more days passed.

With the help of several older beggars, Zhang Rulong dug a pit in the barren grassland behind the temple and buried the old beggar wrapped in a broken straw mat.

He didn't shed a single tear halfway, but the whole person became very silent, and there was a touch of confusion in the silence that could not see the future and the helplessness of losing relatives.

After a few days, he picked up the broken bowl again, went outside to beg, and gradually began to regain his original vitality.

There was no need to buy medicine, and there was no additional consumption, and the money on Zhang Rulong's body slowly began to accumulate.

At first, it was just out of the inertia of saving money.

But soon, he remembered the old beggar's advice that he should save money to go to school and study.

The cheapest private school in the county costs three taels of silver.

One tael is one hanging coin, which is equivalent to a thousand copper coins.

This is tantamount to an astronomical amount for Zhang Rulong, who lives by begging.

With just the income from begging every day, I don't know what year and month it will take to save enough.

Not to mention that in addition to paying tuition, there are other expenses for going to school, and three taels is far from enough.

And just as he was struggling, Su Mo, who had been watching for a long time, finally decided to meddle in his life.