"Oh my God, please make it rain!"

"It's been two whole months, not a drop of rain has fallen, and not a drop of water has been dug up in the river or well!"

"It's been three years, three years of drought, the rest of the family's food has been eaten, and my son is dying of hunger!"

"How do we live!"

In the cracked land, a group of yellow-skinned peasants are kneeling on the ground begging for rain. But the heavens did not respond to them, and the blazing sun seemed to roast people alive!

"There's no hope again this year!" Looking at the weather, an old man with a stiff figure and a withered figure sighed.

His name is Lu Ziyi, the traveler of Blue Star.

It's been forty-five years since I came into this world!

At the beginning, Lu Ziyi learned that this is a martial arts world, and there are martial arts masters in this world, and there are even legends of martial arts breaking the void!

He was full of expectations, thinking that he would be like other traversers, sling silk to counterattack, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the peak of life.

However, the reality hit him hard!

He was not a prince or nobleman, but was born in a poor family. Both parents are tenants of the landlord, there was originally a younger brother and sister in the family, the younger brother died young, and the younger sister was sold to the landlord by her parents as a maid before she was eight years old, because she was too young to die of pregnancy and childbirth.

And Lu Ziyi didn't have any plug-ins, even if he had more knowledge than ordinary people, but under the oppression of landlords and nobles, he only changed his identity from a tenant to an ordinary farmer over the years.

Because of malnutrition since childhood, his height is now less than 1.6 meters! Although he was only forty-five years old, he already looked like an old man in his seventies and eighties.

"Three years of drought in Guzhou! Hunger is everywhere, and there are countless victims! Lu Ziyi saw that one victim had passed out due to hunger.

And the people around him looked at him, and their eyes glowed green.

He knew that it was a reaction when he was extremely hungry, and if nothing else, when this person lost his breath, he would be eaten by everyone!

"Fortunately, I have the experience of a traverser, and I have accumulated a lot of surplus food. But if it goes on like this, how can you withstand it? Lu Ziyi was full of worries.

He returned home and waited until evening, when he secretly opened the cellar and took out the grain to cook.

The so-called good is to help the world, and the poor are good alone.

Now Lu Ziyi can only control his own food and clothing. He didn't dare to let people see that there was any surplus food in his house, because he knew very well that once it was known, even the neighbors who used to be friendly and friendly would now turn into robbers and loot him!

Lu Ziyi chewed quietly, but he heard a muffled sound of "dong", and the wooden door of his house was kicked open!

"Who?" Lu Ziyi hurriedly wanted to hide the grain, but because of old age and frailty, it was too late.

The man was dressed in a cloth robe, strong and strong, followed by two small officials carrying lanterns and a man with yellow muscles.

The man smelled the pasta, his throat rolling, and his face looked longing.

Lu Ziyi knew them, and the leader was Liu San, the chief of the house, and one mile was a hundred households, that is, the head of a hundred households.

And that man was his neighbor, Zhao Ergou.

On weekdays, the relationship between Lu Ziyi and Zhao Ergou is quite harmonious, and before the disaster year, the two drank together.

But Zhao Ergou has never had the habit of storing grain, and he eats one meal at a time, and when the famine year comes, he immediately goes hungry. I sold all my wife and children to barely get by, and the family has run out of food.

Zhao Ergou knew that Lu Ziyi liked to store grain, and he was rejected by Lu Ziyi many times when he asked him to borrow grain.

Lu Ziyi was very protective of him, but he was still worried about him.

Zhao Ergou pointed at Lu Ziyi and said to Liu San: "Official, look, Old Man Lu is secretly hiding grain!" ”

Liu San looked at Lu Ziyi viciously and said, "Old thing, last time you asked you to pay for food, you said no, now let Lao Tzu catch it, right?" ”

"Hand over all the food, and Lao Tzu will spare you death!"

At present, it is the Dasheng Dynasty, which has been more than 400 years, and the rule of officials has long been corrupt. Especially the year before last, the county issued an announcement that the emperor died, and the world was even more chaotic.

In the past two years, Lu Ziyi not only did not see a single grain of relief grain allocated from above, but these officials even forcibly seized and fabricated all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes to collect the wealth in the hands of the people.

Lu Ziyi knew that if he handed over the grain, he would only have a dead end, so he hurriedly said: "Official, this is the last grain of the old farmer!" There really isn't any! ”

"Fuck you!" Liu San came up with a kick and kicked Lu Ziyi to the ground.

Lu Ziyi only felt severe pain all over his body, lying on the ground wailing, and couldn't get up at all.

"Search, search out all his food!" Liu San ordered.

His two followers and Zhao Ergou immediately searched at home, and Zhao Ergou even discovered Lu Ziyi's cellar.

"Official, here, the old thing really hides a lot of food!" Zhao Ergou opened the cellar, which was full of wheat.

"Well done!" Liu San said to Zhao Ergou, "If you report meritorious, you will be rewarded with half a catty of rice noodles!" ”

"Thank you, sir!" Zhao Ergou was overjoyed.

"Bring all the food here back to Lao Tzu!" Liu San asked his followers to move things.

He looked at Lu Ziyi again and scolded: "The old immortal still hides so much grain!" Refusing to pay food is a capital offense! ”

Lu Ziyi gritted his teeth and said: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the old and poor!" ”

Hearing this, Liu San couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, don't bully the old and poor? In the past, when my father was the chief, you said don't bully young people to be poor, right? Now that you've become an old dog, I haven't seen you turn over! ”

"It's still thirty years in Hedong and Hexi, can you still live for thirty years? I'm laughing to death! ”

After speaking, Liu San kicked Lu Ziyi again, and Lu Ziyi couldn't stand up at all.

"Let's go!" After taking Lu Ziyi's house away, Liu San left with his followers.

Zhao Ergou stayed at Lu Ziyi's house, gobbling up rice noodles: "It's so delicious!" Old thing, you say you, if you had lent me food earlier, how could there be so many things? ”

Lu Ziyi felt that his breathing was weakening, and he said with difficulty: "Zhao Ergou, I, Lu Ziyi, will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" ”

"Hehe, you're about to become a dead ghost!" Zhao Ergou looked at Lu Ziyi greedily, he knew that his reward was not only a pound of rice noodles, but also Lu Ziyi's flesh!

Now that everyone outside has been cannibalistic, no one will say anything if they eat a dead old man.

Lu Ziyi was unbearable and died.

……

"I'm dead, I'm a traverser, just like that?" Lu Ziyi's consciousness did not dissipate.

He found himself in a white space.

"Am I really a ghost?" Lu Ziyi looked around, and there was nothingness around him, and there was nothing.

And in front of him, there was a huge golden lotus flower, and there was a golden lotus pod growing in it, and this lotus canopy was densely covered with lotus seeds, and one of the lotus seeds had disappeared.

A panel suddenly appeared in front of Lu Ziyi's eyes.

Name: Lu Ziyi.

Reincarnation: First life.

Constitution: A weakened body.

Bloodline: Ordinary Humans.

Perception: Dull.

Realm: None.

Exercises: None.

Glamour: Exudes a contemptible vibe.

Shou Yuan: 45.

……

"What is this? Properties panel? Plug? Lu Ziyi was puzzled, and a stream of information poured into his mind, which made him understand everything in an instant.

This is really a plug-in, and the thing in front of him is called Baishi Golden Lotus.

There are a total of 100 lotus seeds, and each lotus seed represents a chance at life. In other words, Lu Ziyi has a total of 100 lives!

Whenever he dies, whether it is the end of his life or being killed, dying of illness and other causes of death, as long as he dies, the soul will return to this space, and then be reborn as a ten-year-old.

After being reborn, he can inherit the realm and exercises of the previous life, as well as obtain some talents, bloodlines, physiques and the like.

"I'm all dead, hang up!" Lu Ziyi had the urge to cry, he had a miserable life in his first life!

"Whew!" He let out a long breath, "No matter what, at least there's a chance to do it all over again!" ”

"...... in the First Settlement"

"Gain the skills "Agronomic Mastery", "Farming Tools Mastery".

"Gain a Physique: A Fit Body."

"Gain understanding, and improve understanding to average."

"Get a charisma boost, charisma a mediocre boost."

These talents, bloodlines, physiques, etc., all have the level of "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Cosmic Desolation", from low to high, they are yellow to heaven, desolate to universe.

Because Lu Ziyi's talent and physique are too rubbish now, he can only be regarded as an ordinary person, and he can't reach this intermediate level.

Although he is still a good vegetable now, Lu Ziyi is not worried. I have a hundred lives!

In this hundred lifetimes, even a pig can cultivate into Marshal Tianpeng, right?

"Don't rush, take your time and strive for a better life! Of course, it's best to take revenge on the previous life! Lu Ziyi thought to himself, "A gentleman will take revenge, and it will not be too late in the next life!" ”

"Reshaping the flesh and starting the second life!"

In the midst of the hundred golden lotus, a lotus seed flew out, and it grew rapidly, turning into a humanoid lotus root, and then into flesh and blood.

Lu Ziyi's eyes flashed, and when he saw the world clearly, he had returned to the Dasheng Dynasty, the poor countryside in Guzhou.

His thatched hut is not far away, and you can smell your own meat here.

"Zhao Ergou, grandpa, I was reborn, come to take revenge now!" Lu Ziyi quietly slipped nearby.

Zhao Ergou was still active in his house, Lu Ziyi first entered Zhao Ergou's house, Zhao Ergou's house was in tatters, and the door was also an ordinary wooden door, not even a lock.

He first found a sackcloth garment to put on, and then prepared his weapon.

In the first life, he was an old man who was old and frail, and even if he held a tool, he was not Zhao Ergou's opponent.

Although he is only ten years old now, his physique is a strong body, and he already has the possibility of killing Zhao Ergou.

Of course, Lu Ziyi will not rush over stupidly and directly, he will sneak attack if he can, although he has a hundred lifetimes of life, this life cannot be wasted.