Dongzhang in the God Sculpture

During the reign of Lizong in the Southern Song Dynasty, Jiaxing, a small town.

On a street full of people coming and going, yelling everywhere, in an inconspicuous corner, three or five beggars in ragged clothes and unkempt hair were lying on the ground and dozing in disorder. This scene should not be unusual in this town. But the strange thing is that among the lazy crowd, there is a half-sized boy, with his back against the wall, his hands on his knees, his eyes staring blankly at the people passing by on the street in a daze, ordinary daze is nothing , when you get closer, you will find that the eyes are terribly empty, like a walking dead, in stark contrast to the other sleeping lazy people, so that passers-by will inevitably look at them a few more times, and those who are interested will still pay attention. You will find that this boy who is about eleven or twelve years old has maintained such a posture from morning to afternoon, which is weird.

It has been three days since I came to this place, someone from Dong stared at the bustling crowds on the street, and he still can’t accept this fact. At the last moment, he was still doing the famous death-defying exercise on the blue planet——Bravely running into no one Area.

I encountered a landslide at night, and I was very lucky to fall into the mountains. There is a high probability that I died. I just troubled the lovely search and rescue team. It is a shameful waste of national resources. Now, there is a high probability that I will be scolded by netizens on the Internet It's miserable, it should be.

Abandoned by his biological parents at birth, Dongmouren, who grew up on a diet of hundreds of thousands of meals, did not hate that world. On the contrary, he was a sunny and cheerful person, but he didn't cherish his life enough.

Falling into the mountains, I lose consciousness. As soon as I open my eyes, I realize that the world has changed. I am backward. There are excrement and urine everywhere on the street, including animals and people. There are no lights, no mobile phones, and cars, but they are horse-drawn car.

My hands and feet are sound, but I have become a child. What remains the same as in the last life is that in this life, he still has no home. Yes, the little beggar in the pile of beggars, with his back against the wall and arms around his knees, is Dong Mou .

It's been three days, it's been three days since he came to this world. Apart from begging for food and hunger with the army of beggars, he was in a daze most of the time, and he still couldn't accept the fact that he came to this world inexplicably.

As a young man who was born under the red flag and grew up under the national flag in the 21st century, he can endure poverty and hunger, but he can’t live without electricity or internet, that would drive people crazy.

yue! !

He was so hungry, but he had to stuff the moldy steamed buns into his mouth little by little, because if he didn't eat them, he might not be able to sleep at night.

Seeing other people gobble up the completely rotten leftovers, Dongmou stuffed steamed buns into his mouth vigorously while he was yelling. There was no way, as a newly transferred young man in the 21st century, he really couldn't accept these "cooked food" ", so I can only choose dry rotten buns to barely satisfy my hunger.

During the process of begging along the street with these three or five beggars, someone in Dong probably also understood what kind of era he had come to. A certain period in the Southern Song Dynasty of our country was a period of prosperity and the most scholar-bureaucrats. The status of literati was high and that of warriors was low. of that era.

Well, I was beaten by Jin just now, and I will go to Mongolia next, so take turns, I am used to this fate anyway.

When someone from Dong walked past a wine shop with a large group of people, he overheard the conversation of the drinkers inside, completely messing him up on the spot.

"Have you heard that the murderous Chilian Fairy Li Mochou has been haunting Shaoxing recently?"

"I've also heard that Daoist Li is a rare beauty. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Hey, you seem to be paying attention to something different, brother."

Fairy Chilian! ?Li Mochou! ! ! ?

Southern Song Dynasty! !Divine sculpture! ! ! ?

Me, me, didn't I travel to the world of the Condor Heroes? ?

Dong Mou, who was standing dazedly beside the restaurant, stood still as if struck by lightning, his empty eyes gradually glowed with a little life, and there was also some inexplicable excitement.

I came to this world alone and alone, although I can understand most of it, but all around me are speaking dialect-like languages, and I am from the future world, which has already made me feel a deep sense of loneliness.

It was so sudden, when I suddenly heard a name I was familiar with, I was as excited as if in a math class, the question the teacher asked was exactly the one I knew.

I don't understand the other 99 questions, but teacher, I can do this question!

God Condor God Condor, this was my favorite TV series when I was a child. I watched the reruns at least eight times from the second grade to the fourth grade. If it wasn’t for the pain, I would have chopped off my right hand long ago, and I also let my classmates Play the role of the Condor.

But now, Divine Condor, there are real friends in this world, can someone from Dong not be very excited.

When he came back to his senses, he lost his team. Beggars in any period were divided into territories, and who could go to which places to beg was clearly divided. It was too late to think about it. Pull up and chase your own small group.

It was night, in a dilapidated earth temple, someone from Dong was curled up shivering with his small group in the corner near the door and window, and the rest of the good parts of the house were occupied by those strong beggar groups.

Some small groups even set up a fire and roasted chicken, which made the shivering Dongmou in the corner drooling.

At this moment, an old man who was close to Dongzhang quietly approached him, reached out and took out a steamed bun from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Son, look hungry."

Someone from Dong looked up at this old man with white beard and hair and a haggard face, and shook his head with his eyes back.

When the old man saw that someone from Dong did not answer, he was obviously taken aback, but then he moved closer and asked, "What's your name? Where are you from?"

name?Hearing the old man's question, Dong was also obviously taken aback. He had a name in his previous life, surnamed Dong. Of course, his first name was definitely not someone, but he was too lazy to write, so he used someone as the transition.

But now that he is reliving his life, and it is still the legendary world written by Mr. Jin, why not make a name for himself and make his way into the rivers and lakes? Dong, who was thinking so in his heart, also began to fall into deep thought.

The old man on the side was not in a hurry, he just sat quietly thinking about something, when suddenly, a voice interrupted his thinking.

"Dong Zhang, my name is Dong Zhang."

The old man looked at Dong in surprise, oh no, the current Dong Zhang glanced at him, grinned and said, "Everyone calls me Uncle Fu."

"Ah."

Dong Zhang, who simply responded, thought of something else, turned his head and said to Uncle Fu: "You eat, I'm not hungry."

"Eh."

Looking at this somewhat stubborn child, Uncle Fu quietly turned his body sideways and fell asleep.

Now Dongzhang is staring at the roast chickens roasted by the young beggars in the middle of the temple and secretly thinking, God sculpture, God sculpture, who is familiar with the plot, knows how many treasures there are in this world for him to get, which is what later generations say Bugs are like playing a game in the later generations. You know that there are cheats of magical weapons here and there, but you still don’t go to get them, isn’t that stupid?

It’s the same reason to work step by step. I don’t know how to get rich in the year of the monkey. It’s impossible to work part-time. It’s impossible to work part-time in this life. The only way to steal batteries is to take a shortcut, so that you can experience the best of this era in your best years. The beauty, as a person who travels over in later generations, doing so will not create any psychological barriers or burdens for someone.

Anyway, getting it is a matter of skill, but, listening to his stomach growling unsatisfactorily, Dong Zhang also knows that his most important task now is to survive.

But, how to live, and how to live well, this is the biggest problem nowadays, and you have to plan well.

I was also a scumbag in my previous life. Don’t even think about traveling to ancient times to make gunpowder and penicillin. Those are the contents of high school or even university. A scumbag needs to have the consciousness of a scumbag. Come on, let's see what is not available in this era.

write poetry?It's doable. In this period, literature is so important over martial arts. However, except for the bright moonlight on the bedside and a few poems that children can recite, the scumbags really can't write a complete poem.

Is it possible to sell poems like Goose Goose Goose and Song Xiangtian Song?There is a high probability that he will be beaten. Well, if you can't speak Chinese, let's do mathematics.

Eh!Ninety-nine multiplication table!Did you have an abacus in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty?I don't know, so I'll go check it out tomorrow. Even if I have it, I can calculate it myself faster than those accountants.

Thinking of this in his heart, Dongzhang didn't feel that he was hungry at all, but he was thinking about tomorrow's job as accountant, and after thinking about it, he rolled up and fell asleep, and the corner of his mouth could still be seen slightly raised. , I don't know what good dream I had, it seemed that the cold night wind didn't seem so freezing.

The next day, at dawn, Dongzhang, who was suffering from hunger and cold, woke up from the cold. He could endure the hunger and let it go, but the dawn just now could really freeze people to death. Looking at the few people next to him Also shivering in his sleep, Dongzhang could only try his best to get into the dry straw pile, and his mind became more determined to leave here.

When the sky was completely bright, and the body was warmed by the sun, everyone got up one after another, and Xiao Dongzhang followed suit.

Then I followed my small group to go out to beg for food. The process was not so smooth. In this era when people were still starving to death, ordinary people could barely make ends meet. Only those big families could have surplus food, but even those with surplus That is also the turn of their servants to eat the leftovers, and finally the leftovers of their servants will be the turn of the beggars waiting outside.

Although it is not possible to beg for food every day, it is not impossible to beg for food for days, and it is possible to survive barely, and it is like this for a few days.

And every time he passed the restaurant, Dongzhang would pay great attention to the structure and flow inside, and then secretly remembered it in his heart, and there was a gradually clear comparison in his heart.