It was cold and cold, and the constant ticking sound around me came into my ears, like a child who moved the piano and was performing a messy stave. The fingers moved slightly, and the ground was hard underneath, and with more exertion, there was a heart-piercing pain from the fingertips.

Am I not dead? I'm still alive? I've been stabbed a dozen times and I'm not dead?

Yan Xinghui struggled to open his eyes, and what caught his eyes was: a row of quaint double-storey wooden buildings were silent in the dim rain curtain, only the slightest light from the window brought some light to the dim night; the sky was a gloomy sky, and the big and small raindrops were rushing down, looking for the unknown world.

Occasionally, a pedestrian hurried by on the street, splashing muddy water playfully hitting his face, and the man never looked back, let alone apologized, as if it were taken for granted.

A spark of anger appeared in Yan Xinghui's eyes, his hands clenched into iron fists, and he finally gave up. Struggling to climb up, he looked around, his thin body was wrapped in a tattered gray dress, which had long since become an oilcloth because it had not been washed for many years. I felt the pain all over my body, the pain in my heart, and the blood in my right hand was still there, washed by the rain, leaving a pale red stream.

As a hot-blooded young man in the 21st century, Yan Xinghui has watched a lot of time-traveling TV and time-traveling novels, but he didn't expect to become a member of the time-travelers.

Yan Xinghui, 21 years old, a hot-blooded policeman in Xia Zhiguo, found a gangster committing murder on the street during a routine inspection. It's a provocation to oneself and a provocation to the police. Without saying a word, Yan Xinghui rushed over, intending to stop this primitive and barbaric behavior.

What he didn't expect was that when this gangster saw the police coming, not only did he not run away, but instead intensified and frantically attacked passers-by. Yan Xinghui was anxious and wanted to grab the knife empty-handed.

Just when the two were less than two meters apart, who knew that the gangster suddenly turned around, grinned at him, and the long knife in his hand did not stop, and quickly stabbed Yan Xinghui in the abdomen. Yan Xinghui couldn't dodge, a knife light flashed in his eyes, his abdomen was in severe pain, and then his whole body was weak, and he fell down in a pool of blood.

Thinking of this, before he could mourn, a carriage came in front of him, and the driver of the carriage was screaming fiercely to give way, Yan Xinghui glanced at it in disgust and got out of the way.

Since it's a crossing, you have to understand this place first. In his mind, some memories came up: it turned out that this child was also called Yan Xinghui, he was twelve years old today, and since the day he was sensible, he didn't know who his parents were and why they were abandoned, and on the way to wandering, he knew a little girl named Pang Qiongsha. This little girl was ten years old, frail and sickly, a minor illness a day, a major illness every three days, and every time she became ill, she was delirious and bit indiscriminately, like a madman, and when she was cured, she was like a normal person, but she was smart and intelligent, she could read and write, and even sing.

Maybe it's sympathy, maybe it's loneliness on the journey, maybe it's opposites attracting, or maybe it's ...... , the two got together and lived a life of wandering the world, and before they knew it, they wandered to the city. This city, called Tongzi New Town, is a newly built city built by the king of Tongzi in recognition of a meritorious minister, with a radius of hundreds of miles. There are many countries besides Tongzi country.

And today, for some reason, Pang Qiongsha launched a serious illness again, talking nonsense, her whole body trembled, and she almost bit the neck of "Yan Xinghui". Because it has been raining and raining during this time, the two of them have been eating in the empty mountains, and the food they are begging for has long been exhausted, no way, Yan Xinghui had to brave the rain to come out to ask for food, but he didn't expect that he, a new person who asked for food, was targeted by several local disciples who asked for food, of course, it was inevitable to be beaten.

He was already undernourished and weak, how could he withstand this beating, so he immediately fainted to death, and the few disciples who wanted food saw that they had died, and they dispersed in a hurry. Coincidentally, Yan Xinghui crossed over and possessed him.

After straightening this out, he expressed sympathy for the current situation of this body. No, now it's up to you to face these situations. First of all, and most importantly, it is necessary to solve the problem of food and clothing for two people, and then to recuperate, if you want to live a better life, you also need to plan, how to make money!

I looked around blankly, it's so late, where should I get to tonight's dinner? Just as he was at a loss, there was a neighing of horses in the rain, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps, from far and near.

From a distance, a pair of guards in front of them, wearing long swords and pale yellow armor, marched neatly and majestically, opening the way ahead. Behind the guards, there is a noble red eight-lift sedan chair, and a tiger is engraved on the top of the sedan chair, which looks like a tiger and a tiger. On each side there was a maid waiting, and behind him was a long line of domestic servants. looks mighty, just like Yan Xinghui at this time, with rain flowing all over his body.

The severe hunger made Yan Xinghui no longer rational to think about the consequences, so he rushed up and stopped the sedan chair.

When the guards in front saw the thin child in front of them, they couldn't help but be stunned, holding a sword in one hand, and shouted: "The child of the He family, dare to stop the sedan chair of the city lord, such a big dog, I don't want to live!"

"Please, adults, give me a stutter, the little one I'm hungry and the front is sticking to my back. Yan Xinghui couldn't stop nodding and smiling as he spoke.

"I said, little beggar, the other beggars are all kneeling and begging for alms, and you stand and ask me, it seems that I have asked you for alms. Or I'll teach you how to be a beggar. As soon as the guard had finished speaking, he came up and punched and kicked him.

Yan Xinghui hurriedly dodged left and right, but his body was really weak, and there were still a few places on his body that hurt.

Just when he was desperate, the curtain of the sedan chair behind him was lifted, and the head of a middle-aged man with a square face and a beard poked out, and after he glanced forward, he asked, "What's wrong, why did you stop suddenly?"

As soon as the guard heard the voice, he hurriedly turned around and replied, "City Lord, there is a little beggar in front of you who stops the sedan chair and begs for alms. ”

"Then you can give him some and send him away. "The lord of the castle seems to be impatient.

"City Lord, the little beggar didn't kneel, he stood up straight and asked us for something. The guard said cautiously.

"Oh, and that kind of thing? You call him here, and I want to see what this is sacred. The square-faced man stopped his drive and commanded.

After a while, Yan Xinghui was carried over by the guards, like an eagle catching a chicken.

The square-faced man glared, and said with a majestic face: "He is a wild boy, who dares to stop the sedan chair, do you know who I am?"

"I heard it, it was the city lord's car. Yan Xinghui raised his head and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Since you know that I am the city lord, why don't you kneel?" the city lord's eyes shot straight at him like a sharp sword. Everywhere I looked, I was scarred, my clothes were tattered, my body was so thin that I couldn't see it, and my heart was moved. The square-faced man pondered for a while, and then said calmly: "If you want to be ugly and rude to you, I can give you a chance." ”

"Men kneel and lick their parents, don't kneel to a city lord like you who connived at his subordinates to bully the weak. When Yan Xinghui said this, his heart was also beating a drum, but he was usually used to being straightforward.

"Hmph, I don't have you to talk about my business! But I think you are not exhausted, so I will forgive you. I think you're quite pitiful, so I'll give you a choice, I'll give you a set of swordsmanship, and a piece of silver, you can only choose one, which one do you choose?"

Yan Xinghui said without hesitation: "I want swordsmanship." ”

"Why, tell me your reasons. ”

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. ”

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, city lord, if you give me a fish, you might as well teach me to fish. Let's take what's in front of you. Give me a tael of silver, and in a few days I will run out of money. But you give me a set of swordsmanship, and after I learn it, I will have the ability to earn money on my own. This is to teach a man to fish, it is better to teach him to fish. Yan Xinghui held his head high and said firmly.

"Well, that's a good point, that's a wonderful thing. The square-faced man's eyes lit up, and he looked at the child in front of him with interest, and couldn't help but applaud.

A noble lady next to her smiled and said, "Husband, how do you look at this child, how can she look like you before." ”

"Hehe, that's it, this kid, there will be a chance in the future, otherwise, let's take him into the house." The more the square-faced man spoke, the happier he became.

"Yes, this kid, although he is poor, has a long-term vision, and does not forget the long-term goal for the small profits in front of him, he is a malleable talent. The lady laughed.

"Well, little one, our couple has decided to take you into the house, can you agree?" the square-faced man slapped his thigh and said loudly.

"This ......" Yan Xinghui didn't expect things to change so quickly, and he didn't know how to answer, so he was stuck there for a while.

"What, don't want to?"

"Lord Hui City, it's not that he doesn't want to, but he came with me, and he is still sick, waiting for me to go back and take care of him. Yan Xinghui secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly explained.

"Well, well, I appreciate your affection and righteousness. In this way, I will give you both the swordsmanship and the mental technique, and it is up to you how well you practice. And I will give you this money. Without silver, even if you are ambitious, you will achieve nothing, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. After saying that, he wrapped the swordsmanship and silver and handed it to the guards.

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