Huaguo is a small city with extremely developed commerce.
Cheng Ling stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building, staring blankly at the traffic passing by at his feet. He really didn't know how to express the bitterness in his heart with words.
Having spent nearly forty years in this city, I have been a good boy in the eyes of my parents since I was a child.
Because he is the only son in the family, his parents put all their attention on him. The trajectory of life from childhood to adulthood has been properly arranged.
From schooling to graduation, to work, and even to basic necessities of life, they cannot escape their shadow.
Therefore, he developed a lazy temperament. As he grew older and had a family of his own, he began to yearn for freedom, wanting to leave the shackles of his parents and create a world by his own abilities.
So he resolutely quit the stable job arranged by his parents and started his own business.
But I don't know if his horoscope is in conflict with his destiny, or if he simply doesn't have the ability.
Over the past three years, several entrepreneurial ventures have failed repeatedly! Now, I owe a lot of debt. My wife also ran away with her two children, and in the morning the landlord asked her to pay the utility bill. I took out the child's piggy bank to cope with it.
Looking at the ten steel coins left in his hand, he came to the place where he could help those in need. I contributed all my inventory and waited with hope until eight o'clock in the evening, when my fantasy was blasted back to reality.
I came to the rooftop in despair. Even the night sky didn't give me any respect. It was dark without any light.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled thunder, and Cheng Ling unconsciously leaned against the parapet. If I jump now, will all these worries be eliminated? I'm just pitiful for a pair of children and parents who hope their children will succeed!
Gradually, his right leg stood on the low fence, and the instep of his foot touched the wire, causing slight pain. He didn't care anymore. For these people who were ready to die, what did a little pain mean?
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The muffled thunder becomes more rampant! Cheng Ling looked at the dark sky with disdain and cursed angrily: "What do you call it? I'm ready to die, but I'm still afraid of you!"
In the sky, someone seemed to have heard his curse, "Crack!", and a flash of thunder instantly illuminated the night sky. Immediately afterwards, huge raindrops fell down, hitting Yangtian's face hard.
"Damn it! After the shouting, I used lightning and it rained again. Do you think I am going through a thunderstorm? I must have read too many novels about cultivating immortals. Oh my god!"
Cheng Ling became even more angry, stretched out a finger, pointed at the sky and laughed!
But as he cursed, the rain seemed to get heavier and the lightning became more violent.
"Thunder crack!"
At this moment, a bigger bolt of lightning struck down. Cheng Ling stood on the parapet, like a bright light, solidly attracting the lightning to himself.
He seemed to smell a burning smell, and fell downstairs softly. In the pitch-black sky, a circle of light suddenly appeared, enveloping Cheng Ling. After a moment, the circle seemed to take something away, and slowly disappeared, and his body fell to the ground.
I don't know how long it took before Cheng Ling woke up leisurely. He couldn't help but be surprised, why was he still alive? There should be no way to survive being hit by lightning. Could it be that he owes so much debt that even the underworld refuses to collect it?
He tried to use his strength to get up, but his whole body felt sore. Moreover, many memory fragments came to his mind, which gave him a splitting headache. Fortunately, there were not many memory fragments, and they were digested after a while.
He calmed down a bit and opened his eyes. I saw that I seemed to be in a dormitory. The dormitory was not big, only a few dozen square meters, and there were two ancient wooden beds inside.
He hurriedly sat up, but he was shocked at how his body was so flexible today, as if he had drank a large bottle of whip wine. In the past, when I think about it, I had to rely on my elbows to support my body. After all, time is not forgiving, and the hardships of starting a business have emptied my body!
He looked at his hands, what's going on? Why is this the hand of a child? It's white and tender, almost like my son's! When I opened the quilt, I found that my stature was much smaller than that of a seven or eight-year-old kid.
Cheng Ling cursed loudly, and a sharp child's voice sounded in the dormitory: "God, this thief didn't even let me die, and even had my soul pierced. Isn't this just tormenting people?"
But no matter how much he scolded him, God would not listen to him. After cursing for a long time, I was really speechless, and then I calmed down and felt sad secretly.
Where is this? Now that I'm alive again, I have to survive. Don't you hear your stomach growling from hunger?
By the way, there seemed to be many memory fragments flashed before, which should belong to the original owner of this body. It seems that we still need to rely on his memory to know the current situation.
I started to recall hard in my mind, and gradually, those memory fragments appeared like a movie. After a long time, he took a long breath and fully understood.
The name of the owner of this body is Chen Ling, which sounds homophonic to his own name. You really can’t tell the difference unless you listen carefully.
The world we live in now is not the Chinese country on earth, but a different world.
In my memory, I only know it is called Canglan Continent. This continent advocates monasticism, including swordsmanship, magic, martial arts, etc., showing a prosperous scene.
The original owner of the body was a member of a noble family in Luoye City on the Canglan Continent.
The Chen family is one of the few families in Luoye City, and has been passed down for thousands of years. However, such a family relationship network will be very complicated, and clan members will fight against each other and put interests first.
Chen Ling's mother is the wife of Chen Haoran, the contemporary head of the Chen family. However, for the sake of profit, the elders of the clan expelled her from the family and married the legitimate daughter of the He family, another powerful force in Luoye City.
In anger, his mother took Chen Ling away from Luoye City and used all her savings to send him to the nearby Wuxiang Sword Sect, a monastic sect.
However, there are still many children of the Chen family in the Wuxiang Sword Sect. After they learned about Chen Ling, they did not help, but often bullied him.
Just three days ago, several family members beat Chen Ling severely on the pretext of stealing, causing him serious injuries. After lying in bed for three days, there was no improvement, and he was about to die! At this moment, Cheng Ling's soul fell from the sky and took over his body.
Cheng Ling sighed secretly, this child is also a pitiful person. She took possession of his body unwillingly, so she could only blame God for his fate!
Now that he is reborn, he must find a way to survive. As for Chen Ling's mother, just take care of her like your own mother!
As soon as his thoughts turned around, he felt his head clear. He closed his eyes and felt like a stream gurgling through his mind. He didn't know that it was precisely because of the thought of supporting his mother that Chen Ling completely accepted him and completely integrated his soul and consciousness!
Just as I was immersed in the wonderful feeling, there was a soft "squeak" sound. Cheng Ling woke up instantly and looked towards the door.
A child of seven or eight years old pushed the door open and came in with a porcelain bowl in his hand. When he saw Cheng Ling sitting up, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Chen Ling, why are you up? How do you feel now? Hey , Chen Lei and the others have gone too far."
Cheng Ling looked through the memories in his mind and remembered that the child's name was Su Rui. He was a disciple in the same dormitory as Chen Ling. He was also the only person in the Wuxiang Sword Sect who treated him well. He had been taking care of him these days!
"Thank you, Su Rui, I'm much better now." Cheng Ling said gently. As a person in his forties, he is always very kind to children, not to mention the benefactor of this body.
"That's great. I finally got some nourishing herbs from the medicine hall and made it into a medicinal soup. Drink it quickly!" Su Rui hurriedly handed over the porcelain bowl in his hand.
Cheng Ling was moved. Within the Wuxiang Sword Sect, neither of them had good qualifications, and they were marginalized disciples. Su Rui was often bullied by other disciples, but now that he was seeking medicine for him, he must have received a lot of cold looks.
Looking at his young face, Cheng Ling took the porcelain bowl and drank the medicinal soup in one breath. After finishing the drink, he said: "Thank you, Su Rui. I will be fine after drinking the medicinal soup. In the future, you should not go to the medicine hall to ask for help for me."
Su Rui looked at him happily and said: "Okay! As long as you recover, it doesn't matter! In a few days, the sect will open a new school to recruit disciples. We can also give it a try, hoping to be selected and become official disciples." !”
The Wuxiang Sword Sect is somewhat famous around Luoye City. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, and the disciples are divided into different levels. People like Chen Ling, who entered through connections, could only temporarily serve as handyman disciples. Only when they started to recruit disciples would they have the opportunity to become formal disciples of the sect.
A handyman disciple is a disciple status set up by the sect to meet the needs of formal disciples! They have to take on a lot of sect affairs, but their remuneration is very low. They only have food and clothing and a popular Qi-Entraining Technique.
Without the guidance of a master, whether you can practice Taoism or not depends entirely on chance! As for Chen Ling and Su Rui, they had stayed as handyman disciples for a year, but neither of them had developed the sense of breathing. It was obvious that their aptitude for cultivation was mediocre, and they were even more bullied by other disciples.
However, Cheng Lingke had no interest in cultivating Taoism. He came from the 21st century Earth and had developed Internet information. He had also read many novels about cultivating Taoism, but he had always regarded it as nonsense.
To improve your cultivation level, you have to be struck by lightning, and to eat a treasure has to make your blood and internal organs boil. Isn't this cruel? It's better to live a peaceful life for decades, just close your eyes and never open them! A lifetime has passed.
After several years of entrepreneurial failure, the ambition has been completely worn away. No matter how awesome your fantasy is, it can’t offset the wasted years!
Now I just want to leave the Wuxiang Sword Sect, fulfill my promise, take care of Chen Ling's mother until she grows old, and be worthy of taking away his body.
"Su Rui, I don't want to stay in the sect anymore. I want to leave here with my mother."
"Why?" Su Rui asked in surprise: "Don't your mother really hope that you can succeed in practicing Taoism and seek justice for her?"
"I'm not a Taoist at all!" Cheng Ling said calmly.
"What about your mother? In order to send you to the sect, she spent all her savings, and now she only builds a hut at the foot of the mountain to make ends meet. How will you live in the future?"
"I will take her away from here and find a way to make a living. She won't starve to death!"
Chen Ling's mother could not stay in the Wuxiang Sword Sect and could only live in a house outside the sect. First, he was worried about Chen Ling, also because he had nowhere to go.
A woman who is expelled from a family will be considered a shame by her own family and will not accept her back!
Su Rui was dumbfounded. After all, he was still young and didn't understand many things, but he just didn't want Cheng Ling to leave.
Cheng Ling added: "Su Rui, cultivating Taoism is not the only way out. We are still young and have a lot of room for development. Don't be trapped by it."
Su Rui seemed to understand but could only nod blankly.
Cheng Ling sighed secretly, knowing that he might not understand this, but he really didn't want to stay in the sect anymore.
He got out of bed, packed a few pieces of Chen Ling's clothes, and said, "I'm leaving first to see my mother. Su Rui, thank you for taking care of me. See you soon!"
After saying that, he left the dormitory and walked down the mountain without looking back!
