Everyone has said: "It is said that before people die, they can quickly recall the clouds and smoke in their lives."

However, I brought this ability with me and came to a seemingly peaceful world.

The seventh year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty (633 AD)

Meranti Township is a hidden village that is rarely known today and has a history of nearly a thousand years.

It is mid-June in summer, with cool mornings and warm afternoons. It is a good weather for street shopping.

When morning passes and noon arrives, the warm sun has slightly stimulated the skin.

Li Bu, who was lying in front of a house on the street, couldn't stand the harsh sun, not to mention the thick clothes he was wearing, so he slowly opened his eyes.

"This is where?"

Blinking weakly, Li Bu wanted to get up, but found that his nerves could not transmit the information that drove the muscles, and it was as if he was exhausted and had no feeling.

"What's going on? Why can't I move?"

Li Bu tried to get up, and was eager to get up. After all, his clothes were thick, and under the care of the noon sun, he obviously felt that sweat washing was a very uncomfortable process.

Enduring the torture of sticky clothes, Li Bu suddenly pulled himself out, but felt like water in a cup trying to push the cup, as if his soul and body were not integrated.

Lying in despair, Li Bu began to recall. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be seriously ill, so he left that world under the worried and sad eyes of his relatives and friends surrounding his bed.

Then he opened his eyes and he was here.

He looked at his shabby and shabby clothes, but the many layers of clothes tightly wrapped around his body.

As well as the slight consciousness of being a beggar in his mind, and the common appearance of street activists on TV, Li Bu was sure that he was in the body of a homeless man.

"Did you travel through time?"

In this way, that is to say, the reason why the soul and body do not cooperate is because they have not adapted to this body.

After all, I used to have a weak physique, but this beggar's physique is unusually strong and does not suit the current situation.

If it weren't for the clothes and the beggar consciousness in his mind that was based on memory, Li Bu almost thought he was a fitness instructor.

Li Bu concentrated his energy and stimulated his muscles with all his strength, and then he was barely able to control the movements of the beggar's body.

With his efforts, his ideas were also symbolically confirmed.

After multiple stimulations, he could basically stand up and stand up, and Li Bu was sweating profusely.

Standing was lazy but also dizzy, so Li Bu leaned against the wall next to the door of this house and began to think.

Once upon a time, his life could be called "bitter". It was almost a life surrounded by all kinds of tiredness, with no enjoyment, no relaxation, and no comfort at all.

I left that world and came to a new place, a strange place, and in the body of a strange beggar.

The discomfort coming from many parts of the body, plus the stinging pain from pinching the face, were enough to judge that this was not a dream.

Does this prove that his new life has just begun?

Thinking of this, a smile gradually appeared on Li Bu's face. He got rid of the suffering and ushered in a new life. So what should he do at this moment?

The new life indeed made Li Bu a lot happier, but what happened to this unknown body? After thinking about it, Li Bu couldn't help but begin to deeply explore the beggar's memory.

By recalling the beggar's memory, Li Bu finally realized that this beggar was once a figure in the palace.

Thinking of the palace, Li Bu had to think about one thing, that is, where is the world he is in? The world of cultivation?

The first thing Li Bu thought of was not ancient history, but the world of cultivation.

The first reason is that he resists history, so he doesn't think about it that way. The second reason is because he prefers the scenes in ancient costume fairy TV series, especially the fairy-like palace in his memory at the moment.

Not only that, Li Bu also longed to go to such a place to practice cultivation or something, which made him very happy just thinking about it.

In addition to seeing the palace in his memories, Li Bu wanted to continue exploring his memory, so he began to delve deeper into his memories. Unfortunately, what appeared next was darkness.

It seemed that something happened that the beggar didn't want to remember, so he sealed it for a short time.

It seems that distant memories cannot be explored, but recent events can still be recalled.

Therefore, as Li Bu began to recall the beggar's recent events, his surrounding environment also changed, and the scene reappeared.

On the noisy street, a beggar sat beside him in despair. He was drinking from a wine bottle and reciting poems. Although his writing skills were not very good, he also made many onlookers laugh.

As the sound of the broken bowl colliding with the Kaiyuan Tongbao became louder, the beggar became more and more interested, and his poetic style became more arrogant.

The sound of the collision became more and more loud, like beautiful music. The beggar danced to the song. This move scared away the onlookers, but the beggar did not stop dancing.

Through his memory, Li Bu knew that the beggar's time was running out, and this was the last street performance he planned to leave to everyone and the world before his death.

At this moment, a fat man, probably in his early twenties, appeared. He picked up the broken bowl, turned around and ran away.

How could the beggar calm down when he saw this scene? Although he had never expected to get so much money, he had already planned to give the money to his benefactor, Grandma Liu Jiazu. How could he give it to others at will?

So the beggar staggered, and without being thrown away, he chased him all the way to the door of the house where Li Bu was staying.

The memory after that became blurry. Li Bu looked at the people in front of him and guessed that it might be because he didn't want the money back, so the beggar left unwillingly.

Now that I have inherited the beggar's body, I have to help him get his money back and return it to his benefactor. In this way, there is no regret.

Thinking of this, Li Bu stepped forward and knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time. Just when Li Bu was thinking sadly, the door opened.

A fat man appeared in front of Li Bu inside the door. It was the guy in his memory. Because his memory was fuzzy, Li Bu could only officially see his appearance at this moment.

I saw the fat man rubbing his eyes between his bloated cheeks, as if he was still awake, and his red mouth was pouting, but it was not as thick as his face. In addition, there was a mole on the right side of his face, with three long hairs on it.

When Li Bu looked at such a person, he couldn't feel any favorability at all. Instead, he wanted to beat him up, but this was just his inner thoughts.

Li Bu rolled his eyes at the fat man and said straight to the point: "Yesterday you took my broken bowl and returned it."

Hearing such straightforward words, the fat man was obviously a little angry, and a little angry, he turned around and closed the door and left.

Li Bu was photographed outside. Looking at the wooden door in front of him, his impression of Fatty became even worse.

"What's going on with this guy? He doesn't know any manners at all!" Li Bu said to himself while feeling unhappy.

The door was closed, but Li Bu couldn't just leave like this. It would be too soft to do so.

But when Li Bu saw that kind of fat man, he would unconsciously feel timid. This problem existed in his previous life.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Li Bu looked at his body at this time. Although he was a homeless man, he always felt that this guy's body was much stronger than his previous self, so his courage grew greatly.

Just when Li Bu was about to knock on the door with his fists, the wooden door opened again.

The lazy, disgusting-looking fat man appeared in front of me again.

The fat man threw out a broken bowl and threw it on Li Bu's stomach: "You can go wherever you should with a broken bowl. Don't stay here. It will stink up my door."

When Li Bu heard this, he felt unhappy: "You..."

When he was about to speak, Li Bu bent down to pick up the broken bowl. Suddenly he remembered something, stood up, straightened his back and said domineeringly: "Where's the gold in the bowl?"

The fat man snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "You only have a few copper coins to pay for the gold in the bowl? What a joke!"

Li Bu frowned and said: "To me, that is a copper coin that I use to repay a favor. Although it is not as good as gold, it is comparable to its price."

The fat man spit out a mouthful and roared threateningly: "No, leave quickly, leave quickly, don't disturb my rest."

Seeing the fat man turn around and open the door to leave, Li Bu slapped the fat man on his elastic left shoulder, then suppressed his timidity and said: "You also robbed the homeless man of his money, what kind thoughts do you have? Be careful of retribution.

There is no recovery!"

The fat man became angry. He struck Li Bu's arm away with his hand and said, "You are so nagging, are you looking for a beating?"

The fat man raised his chin, his face trembling, and rolled up his sleeves from left to right. Li Bu took a small step back, not knowing what to do for a while.

The next moment, the fat man punched out, and Li Bu's heartbeat accelerated.

He saw the fist coming in front of him very quickly. At this time, Li Bu felt that history was reappearing, a strikingly similar scene. Isn't this exactly what he felt when he left this world in his last life?

"Is it possible that it's going to be cold again?"

The fist hit his face, but Li Bu felt no pain. Then his vision blurred. After shaking his head to wake up, Li Bu was shocked to find that the fist had not yet come in front of him, and what had just happened was just an illusion.

Looking at the menacing fist, Li Bu seemed to feel the direction of the fist. The scene seemed to be replaying the hallucination just now. He subconsciously tilted his head to the left and successfully avoided it.

Li Bu was shocked, and Fatty was even more surprised.

"Ah ha? Lian Jia Zi?"

The fat man punched again, but Li Bu easily dodged it as before. The fat man couldn't hit Li Bu, so he was a little anxious, so he even punched him with his feet.

Li Bu kept dodging, then subconsciously raised his foot and easily tripped the fat man who had already stretched out his legs.

The fat man smashed his meat on the ground, creating a circle of ashes, and then he felt fear in his heart. After all, he was a typical bully and afraid of the strong.

He rolled and crawled back home, but Li Bu didn't chase him. After all, he was also in a state of shock at this time.

This ability seems familiar. It can predict what will happen next second in advance. Isn’t this prediction? No, to be precise, this is a prophet!

However, this ability may only be used in dangerous moments. It seems to be a "sequelae" caused by the previous life.

At this time, the fat man came out, threw a bag of copper coins at Li Bu's feet, closed the door vigorously and returned to the house.

Looking at the copper coins on the ground, Li Bu smiled and shook his head.

It seems that Fatty has always met Lian Jiazi and been beaten, so he must be deeply impressed by the so-called Lian Jiazi!

Picking up the money bag, Li Bu looked for the home of his grandma, the ancestor of the Liu family, in his memory.

From memory, I learned that the descendants of the grandma of the Liu family were all far away, so she was alone. She saved a beggar once, but the beggar would never forget her, and repaid her with kindness every drop of water.

It has always been beggars who have been helping Grandma Liu's life, and she has become as filial as a son.

After finding the direction, Li Bu was about to go. At this moment, someone hurriedly ran to Li Bu and shouted at the same time.

"Sorry, where did you beggar go yesterday? Don't you know something happened to Grandma Liu's ancestor?"

Li Bu's heart suddenly tightened uncontrollably, which seemed to be a conditioned reflex of the beggar's body.
Chapter completed!