Chapter 1 Time Travel

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In the First Hospital, in an ordinary ward, a young man was lying on the bed blankly, staring straight at the gray roof.

The young man has a delicate face, slightly long hair, and bangs that almost cover his eyes. He is about 1.8 meters tall and is wearing a hospital gown.

"I'm actually still alive. Didn't such a big stone hit me to death? My life is really big, haha, as expected, good people don't live long..." The young man smiled mockingly to himself.

"Doctor Zhang, this patient's name is Jiang Ze. He was sent from the No. 3 High School in Yi'an District three days ago. He is a student who suffered a coma caused by the black-crested golden eagle incident and was overly frightened!"

Just when the young man was in a daze, a middle-aged woman's voice came.

After hearing what she said clearly, the young man was stunned.

"Are you talking about me? The third high school in Yi'an District? Which district is Yi'an District? What the hell is the third high school? I haven't even finished junior high school..."

Jiang Ze thought to himself, turned around and saw two people, a man and a woman, standing at the door. The man was about fifty years old, wearing a white coat, like a doctor, and the woman was about forty years old, dressed as a nurse, and was working. Looking at him from the door.

Seeing that he woke up, the female nurse came in and said with a smile: "Jiang Ze, you are finally awake. You have been in a coma for three days. Do you feel any discomfort?"

He shook his head and said that he was not feeling any discomfort. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the man who looked like a doctor say:

"If there's no problem, just leave the hospital. Hospital fees here are quite expensive." After saying that, he glanced at the nurse, turned around and walked out of the ward.

The nurse's face was slightly stunned, and her smile was a little unnatural, and she said: "That's right, lying down in the hospital all the time is not a problem. We have tested that you are in good health and don't have any diseases. You should relax appropriately in the future."

Jiang Ze nodded and expressed his gratitude. Without saying anything, the nurse turned and left.

Jiang Ze was lying on the hospital bed, not anxious, but carefully thinking about what happened before.

Suddenly, a wave of memories emerged like a tide. The sudden amount of information made Jiang Ze's eyes darken and he almost fainted again.

After sorting out this part of the memory.

"I was actually reborn? Or should I say, traveled through time? I don't know where I traveled to, or if it was not the same time and space, but that's okay. I only lived twenty-seven years in my previous life, and I haven't lived enough yet."

"I think of myself as Jiang Ze. I was pretty cool in my previous life. Although the few ancient books handed down from my ancestors are difficult to understand, they are mostly about deduction. Over the years, I have only learned a little bit, but I can also use some small skills. "skill"

"If it weren't for greed and relying on my skills to go to Kunlun to find the place of dragon veins, I wouldn't have been stoned to death because of the collapse of the cave."

"Oh! It's all fate. Damn it. If it hadn't been calculated that an auspicious sign would be born, I should have lived a good life, right?"

Jiang Ze recalled his previous life, everything from childhood to adulthood. According to his grandfather, their family is the descendant of Jiang Taigong. The ancestors passed down three ancient books, two of which are books of deduction, which are called hexagram books in later generations.

This book is the basis of Qi training. It is said that the life span of his family is not very long. His grandfather is the longest-lived. He was only fifty-six years old when he died. His parents died mysteriously when he was six years old.

His grandfather said that it was God's punishment because his ancestors leaked too many secrets. His grandfather also passed away when he was eight years old. From then on, Jiang Ze himself was the only one left in the Jiang family.

His family is somewhat famous in the village. After his grandfather died, Jiang Ze grew up eating a lot of food. But in order to survive, he learned fortune telling according to his grandfather's notes. At the age of twenty, he also learned a basic knowledge and became a walker. Fortune tellers on the street.

But because he was too young, he was always regarded as a charlatan, and he was often beaten for this.

He had studied the basics of Qi training for a long time before he could even get started, but his fist and kick skills were very good. For this reason, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to learn ancient martial arts.

Because he has some real arithmetic skills, he is also known as Master Jiang in the wealthy circle. He is not short of money and has learned all the famous ancient martial arts.

Not only ancient martial arts, but also boxing, judo, Muay Thai, etc., he has learned. I don’t know if it is because of the basics of Qi training. He learned these very quickly, and he has the title of martial arts master at a young age.

He stood up, stretched his muscles, picked up the backpack on the side, and walked out of the ward. After completing the discharge procedures, he walked out of the hospital, feeling much more relaxed instantly.

Looking at the empty streets, Jiang Ze couldn't help but wonder: "According to the memory of the original owner of this body, this is a world full of monsters and warriors..."

"The world of warriors? I like it. I have read so many novels and martial arts dramas in my previous life. I, Lao Jiang, also have a martial arts dream. Unfortunately, the original owner of this body is a nerd and doesn't know much about the outside world. The body is also like this So weak,"

Jiang Ze walked quickly on the street, heading towards his little nest. The owner of this body was like him, an orphan. After his parents died, they left nothing but a one-bedroom and one-living house. .

After returning home, Jiang Ze left his backpack on the bed and walked to the kitchen.

"Although you are useless, you have received a lot of scholarships. It is barely enough to live on, but you are not worried about starvation. You can go with peace of mind. I will take good care of this body. During the holidays, I will visit your parents' graves. , send some flowers! The Supreme Lord has decreed that Chao, your lonely soul and ghost, will be grateful to all the four living beings..."

While Jiang Ze was cooking, he was mumbling something. His past life led him to be in awe of ghosts and gods.

Perhaps it was for this reason that when he finished speaking these words, he suddenly felt clear-headed and refreshed, and some incidental emotions disappeared.

With a curl of his lips, Jiang Ze brought out the prepared food, which was actually just a bowl of noodles.

It tasted terrible, and Jiang Ze had a deep understanding of his craft.

"I don't know if there is a cheat or something like that. Don't you usually use plug-ins for time travel?"

Jiang Ze rested his head on his hands, lying on the bed and talking to himself.

"Forget it, you can't have too much hope for unknown things. Although you don't want to go to school, if you want to survive, you have to continue to get scholarships, otherwise you have to be a magician. I don't know if the world can accept this. Well, if you starve to death because you don’t have money to eat, that’s a big deal,”

I casually took the backpack and found out the various learning materials and books in the bag according to the memory of the original owner. Although the original owner had the knowledge and memory, we should not take it lightly. Let’s read the books first!

"Zi..."

After unzipping his schoolbag, Jiang Ze's pupils shrank and he was stunned.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses and blurted out in shock,

"Holy shit... what the hell? No way?"

There were no books in the bag, only an egg, an egg the size of a human head, a golden egg with scales.

"Is this, that egg? It must be. Before I was hit by a stone, I saw a purple lotus flower. There was an egg vaguely on the lotus flower. It was it. It must be it. It seems that my time travel was related to it. "

He took out the golden egg, held it in his hand, looked left and right, felt the cold touch, and tapped it with his fingers. The sound was like hitting an iron ball.