Marmeladov always used this despicable method to beg in disguise.

Once or twice is ok.

After a long time, the neighbors were also annoyed and cold.

Families closed their doors and windows, hardened their hearts, and ignored Sonia's cries.

If no well-wishers had come forward, that crazy drunkard might have beaten his daughter to death.

Sonia seems to know this, too, and for the first time in her life, she rebelled against bad luck.

Before being killed, she pushed her alcoholic father away with all her strength and ran barefoot on the snow.

When passing by the tavern, he accidentally fell, fell all over the mud and snow, and lived like a stray dog.

Alan's parents couldn't bear it when they saw that she was too pitiful.

So he opened the door and pulled Sonia in, and took the little girl in.

Sonia has a scary face, and she can't be a waitress who runs the hall, so she works in the back kitchen.

This girl is ingenious and very diligent in her work.

Since then, her alcoholic father has always run to the tavern to make trouble, and he has no money to buy alcohol, so he says that he will use his daughter's salary to offset the bill.

Sonia decided that this would not work, so she voluntarily quit her job as a cook.

In the blink of an eye, this spring, Sonia's drunkard father finally died.

The orphan girl who was left behind, helpless, was kicked out by the landlord.

After that, for a long time, Eren didn't see Sonia again.

I don't know what this poor little girl depends on to survive.

Until that day at the circus, he was a little surprised to see Sonia sitting in the conductor's seat.

Sonia was also surprised to see him, and thoughtfully reminded him to go home early, so as not to worry his parents and sister.

At that time, Allen only thought Sonia was verbose and didn't take her words seriously at all.

Looking back now, it suddenly dawned on Sonia as if she was hinting at something......

Three teenagers ate lollipops adulterated with drugs.

Why is Alan the only one who can insist on running home after the poison?

In the past, he thought that he was lucky, or that he had a good physique.

However, recalling Sonia's subtle expression at the time......

Alan couldn't help but make a bold guess:

Sonia had known that there was something wrong with the circus.

She also knew that the lollipops given to Alan were adulterated with drugs.

With her humble status, she dare not and cannot openly remind Alan that he is in danger.

After discovering that the hints didn't work, the only way she could save the boy next door was to give him a lollipop with a relatively small amount of drugs.

Only in this case, Alan is not deeply poisoned, and it is possible to support him until he gets home before he falls asleep.

The more I think about it, the more I think so!

Alan couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

I have a sense of gratitude for that skinny little girl.

It's a pity that I may not have the opportunity to meet again in the future, let alone repay her kindness.

"Alan! Kelly said you tested the bloodline, medium qualifications, not bad! Worthy of being my good son! ”

Mrs. Pantses's chubby cheeks bloomed with joy.

took the empty plate handed by his son, and filled him with a plate full of fragrant tomato and beef risotto, and looked at his son with a look full of love.

"Eat more, Alan! Now is the time for you to grow your body, you can't go hungry! ”

"Mom! Alan has eaten enough, and you're not afraid that he will grow into a big fat man! Kelly said angrily.

"What's wrong with gaining weight?" My mother smiled nonchalantly, "Our family is rich in fat people!" ”

"Your father, grandfather and grandfather are all handsome big fat people!"

Your grandmother is also a tall and strong fat woman, and like me, she works more quickly than men! ”

"Hehe......" Kelly sneered disapprerovingly.

"Mom is right, the women of the Pansers family have ancestral fat genes."

Alan deliberately irritated his sister.

"Kelly, don't struggle!"

"Obey the arrangement of fate and become a fat girl!"

"This is the fate of the ogre bloodline!"

"Whew! What's so proud about the ogre bloodline? ”

Kelly couldn't bear it anymore, and reached over and kneaded her brother's cheek vigorously.

"Stinky little ghost! Sooner or later, you will become a greedy big fat man! You can even become a violent maniac! Wait and see! ”

Seeing her daughter push open the plate, Mrs. Panthers hurriedly shouted, "Kelly! You're not done with dinner yet! ”

"I'm already full, let's give Alan the rest!"

Seeing his sister go upstairs without looking back, Alan touched his belly, and brought his sister's remaining half of the risotto over without guilt, snoring and cleaning up.

I've already eaten a meal for three people, and although I don't feel full yet, it's not appropriate to eat again.

It inevitably caused my mother to worry, worried that he would eat too much and have indigestion.

Pretending to be very supportive, Alan held the stairs and returned to his bedroom.

He locked the door, sat down at his desk, and opened the potion given by the principal's aunt.

Warlock inheritance, no words, completely dependent on blood imprints.

Therefore, the meditation method practiced by the warlock is not written in a book, but exists in the form of a potion.

Take it, or inject it directly, and after that, there is a certain probability that you will awaken the corresponding exercises and even magic.

Alan injected the injection, closed his eyes and pondered.

After a while, many wonderful ideas came to mind.

These thoughts, intermittent and somewhat messy.

Alan had to sort it out by himself, categorize it, and sort it out into a logically smooth cultivation method.

How so?

It feels like sorting through a lot of relevant literature on a research topic and sorting out a review article from it.

Even the apprentice-level "atavistic meditation" is not so easy to understand thoroughly.

Therefore, the principal and aunt repeatedly told her not to practice blindly where you are not sure, and you can ask her for advice at any time.

But that's no longer the case.

Integrating the soul of the traverser, thanks to the experience accumulated from reading a large amount of literature during the period of study and scientific research in his previous life, coupled with the assistance of 18 spiritual attributes, Alan spent an hour figuring it out and initially comprehending this secret method.

"It's time to go."

Alan closed his eyes.

Follow the tutorial and calm down.

Enter a meditative state of forgetting both things and self.

In the dark, he seemed to see a vast galaxy.

Countless stars swirl in front of your eyes.

This galaxy formed by the gathering of spirits belongs to the world of the dead.

Sealed with dead memories.

This long river of memories is divided into countless branches according to the bloodline genealogy.

The key to a branch is the bloodline that corresponds to it.

Countless stars, bright and dim, correspond to the memories of all the deceased who are close to Allen's bloodline.

This is also known as the "ancestral spirit".

Ancestral spirits may not all leave descendants, but they will definitely leave souls.

Even if he dies at birth, the soul will enter the bloodline galaxy and become the cultivation resource of distant relatives in later generations.

Such short-lived ghosts, the corresponding stars are dim, and their strength is usually weak.

Those brighter stars, representing ancestral spirits, usually live longer.

I have accumulated more survival experience and my strength is relatively strong.

It's a pity that Allen's apprentice-level meditation method can't choose the ancestral spirit on his own.

When he had the idea of merging the ancestral spirits.

In the bloodline galaxy, a random star will float out and imprint it into the center of the eyebrows.

Rumble!!

The moment the ancestral spirit was fused, it was as if thunder exploded in his mind!

Alan felt dizzy.

When he regained consciousness, he realized that he had transformed into a newborn cub.

A little ogre who hasn't been weaned, to be exact.

Yellow skin, wrinkled.

There is not a single hair on his body.

Lying in a cave covered with filthy straw.

The cold wind blew in from the mouth of the cave, and I couldn't help but shiver.

There was a sound of snoring all around.

Alan struggled to keep his eyes open and look around.

Ogres are born with dark vision.

In the dim cavern, it can be clearly seen that there are six little ones on the haystack, all of whom are also young ogres.