The mercury-like mist swirled and rolled, shaking his brain and roaring, but Jiang Xingchen didn't have the previous horror this time, such a thing as soul crossing had happened, and it was not unacceptable for a strange mist to appear in his head. Even at this moment, he had some faint anticipation, and all his attention was focused on the fog.

That is, after he stared at the mist, the heat generated in his appetite all poured into his mind, and the mist suddenly released a series of ripples.

Then, a method of controlling breathing suddenly appeared in Jiang Xingchen's consciousness, there was no text, but it was clearly engraved in his mind, which was extremely weird.

Before he had time to generate any thoughts, Jiang Xingchen was attracted by an invisible liliang, and he couldn't help but breathe according to this method.

"Whew, whew, suck...... Exhale, inhale, exhale...... Exhale, exhale, inhale, inhale...... "The length and arrangement of breathing are extremely special and complex, but Jiang Xingchen was driven, but he didn't have any difficulty, but felt extremely comfortable, and his mind, which had been a little heavy after the crossing, was also a little clear, and even his body was recovering rapidly, and unconsciously, he was already deeply immersed in it......

But he forgot that there was a little girl waiting for him to answer.

"Brother, is Mei'er really a slave?" the little girl stared at Jiang Xingchen nervously after asking, but she didn't expect to wait for the word 'of course'.

It was like a sledgehammer that smashed her previous strength, and negative emotions such as sadness, grievance, and fear all came out at once, making it difficult for this little girl who was only thirteen years old to maintain her composure, and tears rushed out of her eyes.

"Brother, you ......" The little girl still did not give up, holding a glimmer of hope and ready to ask again, hope is still her brother's deception and joke.

However, when she saw that Jiang Xingchen had become blank again, and her expression was silent, she couldn't say anything anymore.

"Brother, I'll go make a fire, and you should rest early!" Mei'er choked up, biting her lower lip and whispering, bending down to take out a clay brazier from under the bed.

At this time, Mei'er didn't know Jiang Xingchen's situation, and she didn't pay attention to his strange breathing, full of grievances and sadness, how could she still pay attention to how he was different from usual, and thought that he had become as cold and ruthless as before.

The brazier was placed in the middle of the room, and Mei'er took a dozen pieces of charcoal and put them in the basin, then took out the flint and gently hit it against a cloud of plush, and the soft sound of crackling set off the room with an oppressive silence.

The spark ignited the plush, and then the charcoal was lit, and the temperature in the room gradually rose and warmed up.

Mei'er straightened up and glanced back at Jiang Xingchen, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, the situation when she had just eaten the cake flashed in her mind, and that short moment was the happiest moment she had ever had in years!

"I'm going to sleep, I'm going to get up early tomorrow!" said Mei'er again, as if talking to herself, and then took out a bunch of dead grass from under the bed, walked to the corner of the wall next to the bed, laid it on the cold ground, faced the inside, and slowly lay down......

After a long time, the charcoal in the brazier gradually died out, and only a faint light came out of the fire.

The wind was blowing outside, whining like a cry, piercing through the huge cracks in the windows, and the temperature in the room dropped rapidly.

Jiang Xingchen, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly moved, his breathing was chaotic, the expression on his silent face changed, and his eyes moved.

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Xingchen exhaled, the invisible guidance in his mind just now suddenly disappeared, and his breathing could no longer continue, and he woke up immediately, and the rotating mist also disappeared.

"This mist really works, the breathing method released is really good, you can regulate your body with just breathing...... "Now he feels relaxed all over, the previous state of body soreness and heavy head is gone.

"It's just that I'm hungry! It was the warm current in the stomach that caused the fog to reappear, and it should be the energy of the food...... Where's the little girl?"

didn't see Mei'er, Jiang Xingchen was suddenly startled, and he couldn't think about the fog anymore, so he stood up and glanced around.

Soon, in the faint light of the charcoal fire, he spotted the thin figure huddled in the corner, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did she sleep on the ground!" Jiang Xingchen frowned slightly and walked over.

"Brother, I promised my uncle that I would take good care of your ......" Mei'er, who was curled up, suddenly made a murmuring sound, and Jiang Xingchen, who had already walked to her side, was stunned and slowly squatted down.

"The territory and nobility are gone, my brother doesn't have to be sad! Mei'er can already make money, although she can only let you eat black bread now, but she will definitely be able to let you eat white bread in the future...... No, let's eat rice and meat! Buy 10 catties of meat every day!"

"Let's no longer live in a dirty civilian area, let's buy a big house around the Imperial Academy or in the aristocratic area, a large compound of 1,000 square meters, buy the most expensive oil lamp, and light it in the bedroom all night, so that my brother is afraid of the dark at night......!

"Was I afraid of the dark before?" Listening to Mei'er's laughter when she said in her dreams, Jiang Xingchen actually had a feeling that his nose was sour and he wanted to cry, so he hurriedly raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, thinking so.

"In the future, we will go out in a beautiful carriage to watch the performance of the most famous dance orchestra in Hongyuan City......"

"By the way, we also need to buy beautiful clothes, wear the most haode silk in the summer, wear the softest animal skin clothes in the winter, Mei'er don't wear shoes with holes anymore, it's cold...... Also, I want to redeem my jade pendant ......"

After a pause, Mei'er suddenly raised her arm and said loudly: "In the future, my brother is not allowed to say that Mei'er is a slave!

After saying this, Mei'er fell silent again.

Jiang Xingchen has been squatting and not moving, and his pity for the little girl in his heart has increased again, and from Mei'er's dream words, he has also gotten a lot of information. He is now in Hongyuan City, where the weights and measures are similar to the earth, and there are also winter and summer, and most importantly, combined with seeing the corner of the ancient buildings outside the door, he already has a rough outline of Hongyuan City in his mind.

"Woo~" A gust of wind whistled, and a large amount of cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the window, and Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but shiver.

The charm in the corner curled up tighter, almost a ball. But even so, she couldn't resist the cold, and her trembling body made the withered grass below her make a slight grinding sound.

Jiang Xingchen felt distressed for a while, and reached out to hug Mei'er, who was shrunk into a ball.

It's a dream again, and it's cold again, Mei'er didn't fall asleep, she was hugged by Jiang Xingchen and woke up.

"Brother!" shouted in a daze, and the little girl immediately sobered up, so surprised that she could barely close her mouth, and then struggled to get off the ground.

"Biedong!" Jiang Xingchen snorted, stepped to the side of the bed, grabbed the thin quilt with several patches on the bed, wrapped her, and said with a cold face: "Who let you sleep on the ground!"

Mei'er didn't seem to come back to her senses from her surprise, and after a while, she said weakly: "My brother took fake medicine and has injuries on his body...... Moreover, there is only one bed...... I'd better go sleep on the ground!"

"Stay biedong!I'm fine!" Jiang Xingchen commanded with a calm face, stood up, and walked towards the charcoal pile.

Mei'er tightened the quilt wrapped around her body, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her smile flashed, as if she had forgotten how sad she felt when she heard the word 'of course'.

"Brother, Uncle Huang's family is not rich, we can't use other people's charcoal anymore!" Jiang Xingchen was about to start taking charcoal, Mei'er spoke.

Jiang Xingchen stopped, turned around, and under the hazy light, the little girl's bright eyes flashed and flashed, as if they were filled with water vapor.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Xingchen still put down his hand, and sighed in his heart: "This little girl!"

turned around and was about to walk back, when Mei'er said again: "Zuihou has been one night, it doesn't matter if you use a few more pieces, it's so cold!"

"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen's body stiffened, only to feel that his head was full of black lines, and his breath was a little thicker, and he roared in a deep voice: "Little girl, are you fooling me?"

Mei'er on the bed let out a chuckle, shrunk back under the covers, and stuck out her tongue.

Jiang Xingchen took a dozen pieces of charcoal, walked to the middle of the house, put the charcoal in the basin, and then sat on the edge of the bed and said, "You go to sleep inside, I'll sleep outside!"

"Oh!" the little girl replied, taking the two open-toed shoes out of the quilt, throwing them on the ground, and then moving them inside against the wall, and lay down.

Seeing Mei'er lie down, Jiang Xingchen also took off her shoes and lay down.

The broken wooden bed was not big, only enough for one person to sleep, although both of them were relatively thin, but after lying down, Jiang Xingchen still had half of his body exposed outside the bed.

"Brother, the quilt will be given to you, it's cold outside to sleep!" The little girl moved and covered Jiang Xingchen with the quilt.

"I'm not cold, you cover it, be obedient!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head, sat up and put the quilt back on the little girl.

"No, you have to cover it, or I won't cover it......" The little girl also sat up, raised her head and looked at him stubbornly, paused, and said, "Obedient!"

Hearing the word "obedient", the corners of Jiang Xingchen's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, and he was immediately speechless.

"Otherwise!" After a moment of silence, Jiang Xingchen turned around and sat down on the bed, leaning his back against the corner between the bed and the wall, and said, "Sit in my arms, turn the quilt sideways, and the two of us can cover it!"

"Ah!" the little girl was stunned, a hint of shame flashed in her eyes, and her little head hung down slightly.

"What do you think, I'm your brother!" Jiang Xingchen reached out and gently tapped Mei'er's head.

"Now you treat me as a sister, you used to ignore me, and you want to sell me! Hmph, sell me, see who will raise you in the future!" The little girl covered her head, puffed out her little face, and said angrily.

"Oh! Where did you get so many words, I won't sell you if I don't say it! Come here!" Jiang Xingchen raised his hand and wanted to knock her head again.

"Hmph, then you say, am I a slave after all!" asked Mei'er loudly as she slapped his outstretched hand away.

"Of course not! Didn't I tell you before!"

"You clearly said 'of course' before, and you lied to me again!"

"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the previous situation, and couldn't help but show a wry smile, when he was halfway through his words, he was attracted by the fog in his head, no wonder the little girl misunderstood.

"I originally wanted to say, 'Of course not,' but I was a little dizzy at the time, and I didn't finish it!" Jiang Xingchen explained.

"Really, you didn't lie to me!" The little girl's eyes lit up a little, revealing joy.

"Hmm!" Jiang Xingchen nodded vigorously.

The little girl's eyes immediately bent into crescents, the corners of her mouth were curled, she showed a flower-like smile, and turned around and sat on Jiang Xingchen's lap.

"Oh, you tap, you want to sit down with me, I'm just right!" Jiang Xingchen said exaggeratedly.

"Hehe!" the little girl laughed softly, reached out and picked up the quilt and put it on the two of them, and asked, "Is my brother really well?"

"It's really good!" Jiang Xingchen grabbed the corners of the quilt on both sides, pocketed them back, and wrapped the two of them tightly.

The charcoal fire burned vigorously, making a crackling sound, dispelling the cold and the darkness, and the faces of the two people were red.

"Does your hand still hurt?" Jiang Xingchen asked.

Mei'er's body stiffened, and her eyes were instantly misty, but the smile on her face was even brighter, and her body slowly leaned back and retracted into his arms.

"It's so warm!" Mei'er let out a sigh in her heart, let out a comfortable whimper like a kitten, slowly closed her eyes, and whispered: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

The little girl was dirty and smelled bad, but for some reason, Jiang Xingchen didn't feel it at all. Maybe it was the loneliness after the crossing that made him instinctively find a support, maybe it was the tragic situation of the little girl that aroused his pity, maybe it was the strong smile that knocked on his closed heart, in the short time of contact, he had really regarded Mei'er as a relative, and only warmth was left in his arms......

"Brother has changed a lot!" Mei'er suddenly whispered as if to whisper.

Jiang Xingchen's heart tightened, and he asked, "Has it changed?"

"Hmm!" Mei'er nodded: "Compared with before, it's like a different person, I wonder if it was the fake medicine that inspired Yuanquan that burned my brother's brain!"

"It's good that there is that fake medicine!" Jiang Xingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Then do you think it has become better or worse!"

"Of course it's getting better!" As she spoke, Mei'er turned her head suddenly, her little face showed a fierce look, her eyes widened, and she said loudly: "You are not allowed to change back, otherwise I will ignore you again!"

"Ahh

Being touched by Jiang Xingchen's face, Mei'er's face was a little hot, and her momentum was a little weaker, but then she glared again, turned her head to avoid Jiang Xingchen's palm, and said hatefully: "Indifferent, rigid, and unkind! I haven't seen you smile since I came to your house when I was six years old! I think about practicing all day long, I go to play with you, just ignore me, and often scold me, and a few days ago he said that I am a slave and want to sell me! If it weren't for my uncle saying that he was afraid that you would be stupid in practicing and practicing, let me play with you more, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you!"

Mei'er looked a little excited, as if catharsis, and said so much in one breath before she took a sharp breath.

"Uncle, I guess it's my father in this shijie...... When she came to my house at the age of six, could she really be a bought slave, if it was true, with the current situation of poverty and destituteness, and the temperament of my predecessor mentioned by Mei'er, it was really possible to sell her......"

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Xingchen suddenly felt that there were some vague impressions in his mind.

"Huh? Seems to be ...... The memory of this body is so blurry...... No matter how hard I thought about it just now, it didn't work, but now I ...... Could it be that it was because of the fog that the memory came to light!" Although he was a little surprised, he couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, which was exactly what he needed most.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? I ...... just now" Mei'er saw that Jiang Xingchen didn't speak, her little face showed a look of panic, and her previous momentum disappeared without a trace.

"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen woke up, suppressed the urge to explore his memories immediately, and shook his head with a smile: "I'm fine!" Of course he knew what the little girl was worried about, he raised his hand and patted the top of her head, and said softly: "Don't worry! Brother promised you that he wouldn't change back!"

Hearing Jiang Xingchen's assurance, Mei'er was extremely happy, her momentum rose again, and she raised her little face and said: "Not only are you not allowed to change back, but you are not allowed to keep a straight face on me in the future, let alone betray my thoughts, you must listen to me more......

"Okay, okay, okay, it's all up to you! Go to bed, it's late!" Seeing the little girl's gushing appearance, Jiang Xingchen immediately interrupted her, he had to quickly concentrate to avoid those vague memories disappearing.

"Oh!" Mei'er puffed her face at him, turned around, and leaned back into his arms!

"Brother, I'm not a slave, am I?" Jiang Xingchen was just about to close his eyes and ponder, when Mei'er asked again.

"No! Okay, don't think nonsense! Go to bed obediently!" Jiang Xingchen was interrupted and said patiently.

"Are you sure?" Mei'er didn't listen to him, and continued to ask.

"Sure!" Jiang Xingchen's snort thickened.

"Brother..."

"Little girl, shut up for me!" Jiang Xingchen's forehead was bruised, and his teeth creaked.

"Hee-hee!" Mei'er chuckled softly, stuck out her tongue, and finally stopped talking.

Jiang Xingchen exhaled slowly, shook his head helplessly, and couldn't wait to close his eyes......

The memories are incomplete, they are all discontinuous fragments, but for Jiang Xingchen, it is enough, compared to Mei'er's words, he can easily figure out the reason for his current identity and current situation.

The predecessor's name was Jiangling, his mother died early, and his father was a small lord under the jurisdiction of the Marquis of Dingbei of the Qiankun Empire, with the title of baron, and the territory was a small village in the distance.

Because the territory is barren, the family is not rich, and the income is just enough to pay taxes, so the family does not hire people, only father and son, until Gangneung was nine years old, his father brought a six-year-old girl, which is also the only picture in Mei'er's memory.

Gangneung has been practicing in order to activate Yuanquan so that he can inherit the territory, but he has not succeeded. Later his father was sent to the battlefield, and Zuihou disappeared. According to the imperial succession system, if a lord dies or disappears for three years, and the descendants or side branches do not become nobles, the realm is recovered. For Gangneung, there are only two people in the family, he and his father, and once the three-year period expires, he will not only lose his territory, but also lose his nobility.

Later, at the end of the three-year period, he sold everything in his family and came to Hongyuan City, where the main city of the Dingbei Marquis Territory was located, and asked everywhere about the drugs that could activate Yuanquan, but in the end he failed to keep his territory and the identity of the nobleman......

And from some scattered other fragments, Jiang Xingchen also roughly understood what was going on in Yuanquan.

This shijie is full of something called Yuan Qi, activating the Yuan Spring in the brain, there is a chance to attract Yuan Qi into the body, after the initial cultivation of the strong body, to reach the realm of internal qi, so that one's own strength is improved, and the physique is improved.

It has been more than 200 years since the founding of the Qiankun Empire, although the internal prosperity has been prosperous, but the friction with the external shili has not been broken, especially the territory of the seven dukes, all of whom have been assigned by the Qiankun Emperor to the place bordering the external shili, so the warrior has always played an important role, and the social status is naturally relatively high, and by activating the Yuanquan to enhance the force and military exploits, to obtain the nobility or title and territory, this is the way that most people recognize.

However, it is very difficult to activate the Yuanquan, not only does it require hard training on its own, but it also requires the use of various medicines, which is very expensive. Not only that, but if you can't cultivate to the realm of internal qi, even if you activate the Yuan Quan, the damage caused by hard training will slowly erode your body......

"No wonder Mei'er said that many people who practice martial arts do not live to be fifty years old...... I should also have a dark wound on my body, but now that my whole body is relaxed, will it be adjusted by that peculiar breathing style......" Due to the existence of the mist, Jiang Xingchen didn't worry too much, slowly opened his eyes, looked down at Mei'er, who was already asleep, and his eyes gradually froze.

"The Qiankun Empire, the feudal system...... This system existed before the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and it seems that medieval Europe was also ...... But the inheritance system is very different, I feel that the system here is more perfect and conducive to control......" Jiang Xingchen's expression relaxed a little.

Discovering that there is such a thing as Yuanqi, there are countless people who are eager to activate Yuanquan, and he thinks that this is a high martial Shijie.

But after careful consideration, the Qiankun Empire has a complete political system and regulations, unified weights and measures, and copper coins, which are the normal circulation of currency, indicating that this is an orderly society, plus Mei'er said that contributions to the empire or the great lord can also obtain noble status, he judged that this shijie will never have a situation where personal force is overwhelming, even if the status of the warrior is high, it will not be too outrageous.

"In an orderly society, it is not so difficult to change the situation, so let's pay attention to it in more detail...... Tomorrow I will find a place to stay, it will be so cold at night, I will definitely freeze to death outside......!

The thought of eating immediately made him feel a cramp in his stomach again.

Wrapped in the quilt vigorously, Jiang Xingchen said secretly: "Let's get food first tomorrow, the breathing method released by the mist is definitely not as simple as conditioning the body, maybe there are new discoveries......

Turning his head slowly, Jiang Xingchen looked at the window, as if he could see Shijie outside through the gap.

"Hongyuan City, is it the same as I imagined......

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