Chapter 1 Wild Tiger Prajna Gong
If you have a puzzle plugin, what reward do you want to get after completing the puzzle?
1, one million taels of silver.
2. The most beautiful woman in the world.
3. Live until you are 200 years old.
4. Make yourself stronger and stronger, and hammer everything.
...
"Huh, it's this dream again!"
The boy opened his hazy eyes, supported his slightly thin body, and sat up from the worn bedboard full of insect eyes.
Looking around, there was still a familiar dilapidated temple, a broken roof, a half-depressed earth wall blocked by rotten wooden boards, and a statue of the land god with only half of its body left.
Yes, he traveled through time, and after dying of cancer, his soul penetrated into this young man with the same name and surname similar to the ancient Chinese world.
His name is Chen Yue, and his ears are Chen, and his name is Yue.
He had no memory of his original body, but after seven days, he had basically figured out his identity and situation.
The original body has a father who is a small leader in a gang in the world. He has no worries about food and clothing and has a certain status, but as the original body dies inexplicably, the original body becomes cold.
First, his house was occupied, then he wandered on the streets, and finally died in this dilapidated temple, making him cheaper.
He didn't find out how his original father died.
The person who knew about this turned pale and his body trembled as soon as he was asked, as if he was very scared and he didn't dare to talk.
The original body is really worse than him.
Chen Yue smiled bitterly and shook his head. Is this considered God felt pitiful and gave him another life?
As his head swayed, he felt a little heavy. He had the same dream every day, and his head was getting heavy after doing it, and he had to be in a daze for a while.
To be honest, it is like a computer is in a card machine and software is forcibly installing it.
As for this dream, every option is very attractive and difficult to make a choice.
Whether it is based on the multiple-choice principle of "three longs and one shorts and one longs and one longs and one longs and choose the longest", or following his inner wishes, he chooses the fourth option.
‘Make yourself stronger and stronger, and hammer everything.’
Every time I dream, every time I choose, I choose the same thing, and I end up with one ending.
But the problem is, if you choose you, he always dreams, but he always doesn't. He is tired of dreaming.
I always post a star photo with some regular groups, asking:
"Don't brag or not, ten thousand yuan, I'll let her and you promote Yiyan Paijiu, are you willing?"
or:
"Please choose one person to play games all night long, who do you choose between Dili and Da Mi Mi?"
So what can I do if I answer? After the answer, you will give me a real person?
Please stop this dream.
Chen Yue rubbed his head and stood up, walked to the half of the bronze mirror he had picked up, and recovered, and the dullness disappeared.
A bronze mirror hung on the load-bearing wooden pillar, reflecting his upper body.
In the mirror, an ordinary boy was wearing a dirty and old blue cloth dress.
His facial features are slightly pretty, about 1.79 meters tall, pale and slightly thin.
It’s not that I was originally thin, but because I was hungry, I still have a good foundation. As long as I have big fish and meat to nourish myself for a few days, I will be much better than an ordinary boy.
"The big leek filling pancake with three copper plates is hot and just released."
"A fragrant and hot egg, four cents a day, do you want it?"
...
"Gulugulu..."
As the hawking sounds of food vendors on the street came in, Chen Yue's stomach roared in time. He drank a bowl of porridge last night, and his stomach was empty and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
I feel sore and sore.
With a sigh, Chen Yue turned around and returned to the board and dug out a bag from the straw below.
Unlocking the bag, there is a broken bowl, three copper coins inside it, and a martial arts book called "The Prajna of Manhu".
The booklet is worn and yellow, and it has the illusion that it can fall apart at any time.
Chen Yue put "The Prajna Kung Fu" and three copper coins into his chest and abdomen, and walked out of the ruined temple with a broken bowl.
Except for those three copper coins, the broken bowl and the booklet are all original things.
This book should be the original family martial arts.
He opened and looked at it. Most of them were dense meridian lines and many other formulas.
I saw the next mess at first, but I didn't understand it at all.
I tried to practice a few days ago, but it would be fine if I didn’t practice the internal strength that was only in the legendary life in my previous life, but instead I became more and more hungry.
Walking out of the ruined temple, the dazzling sunshine shines down, it’s very hot.
It is summer, and September is hot and the bluestone floor tiles are hot, as if they can fry eggs.
This is the central street of Linyongfang, the dugout temple happens to be in the center of Linyongfang, because next door is a whole street of fireworks and willow alleys, and Linyongfang is also very prosperous.
The streets are full of traffic, the streets are wide, and there are shops on both sides, which are ancient and ancient.
"Have you heard that? Liu Yuanwai's family was exterminated. From the elderly to the Liu family, there were no exception. The death was so miserable. The body was only found today and it was stinking. According to the coroner who conducted the autopsy, it had been dead for more than seven days. Because there were too many corpses, it has not been tested yet."
"Which Mr. Liu?"
"How many other Mr. Liu can we have Linyongfang Central Street? Of course, it is Mr. Liu who often distributes porridge. Good people will not be rewarded."
In front of Chen Yue, two old women in silk clothes walked past under the steps of the dilapidated temple, covering their mouths and talking in a low voice.
"Mr. Liu?" Chen Yue's face darkened, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.
If others were to know, he might not know, but he was absolutely familiar with this person.
Because, yesterday evening, he also drank the porridge from Liu's mansion, and the rice porridge that Mr. Liu personally scooped. Seeing that he was too weak, he deliberately scooped it a little thicker.
But those two old women clearly said they had been dead for a week?!
What's going on?
After thinking carefully, Chen Yue felt endless chills in his heart.
Chapter completed!