In a vast white space.
A Taoist figure wearing a gray robe sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the visitor.
He has a thin face and a calm temperament, and he looks like a master.
But no matter how he walked toward him, the distance between them could never be shortened.
It's like there is a Milky Way across the middle.
Immediately, a voice full of vicissitudes of life came from his mouth and resounded throughout the space:
"There are many regrets in my life that have not been realized, and many regrets that have not changed."
"No matter who you are and what your purpose is, if you can help me eliminate regrets and regrets, you can reach the destination you desire."
As the words fell, the human form slowly disappeared, and the vast white space immediately turned into an extremely real world.
The hazy voice gradually became clear and quickly sounded from my ears:
"Baozi! Warm buns!"
"Candied haws on a stick! One penny a bunch!"
"Fat—beef!"
Listening to the hawking on the street, smelling the complex smell in the air, and looking at the bustling crowds on the street, Jiang An was confused for a moment.
He never expected that he would come to such a world after entering the secret realm.
To be honest, he has experienced many foreign lands, but no foreign land can bring him such a real feeling.
It was as if he had always lived here.
And the most important thing, and what frightens Jiang An the most is——
He turned into a fruit seller on the street.
The rough hands, the blackened skin, the wide joints... all of this made him feel like he was in a dream.
This secret realm can actually change the identity of the person who enters it? !
If it was just a simple change of identity, maybe Jiang An wouldn't be too shocked.
The problem is that his huge power seems to have been sealed, and now he can only display slightly stronger strength than ordinary people.
Without strength, Jiang An felt a little panicked for a while.
But thinking that this was just an ordinary ancient market, he quickly calmed down again.
With his current strength that is stronger than ordinary people, it is expected that no one here can be his opponent, which is enough for him to solve the mystery and pass the secret realm.
Just as Jiang An was thinking about it, a ruffian wearing a short jacket and a crooked mouth and squinting eyes suddenly walked by in front of the stall. He took a big red apple from the stall, opened his mouth to bite it, and continued walking forward as if nothing happened.
Jiang An couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his clothes and questioned:
"Did you pay me for riding on my horse and eating my apple?"
The ruffian glared at him and asked with surprise:
"Old Si Zhao, are you sick? What's wrong with labor and management eating an apple from you? Why don't you ask who is guarding this street? Who gave you the face to pull my clothes?"
As he spoke, he pushed forward and a dozen apples immediately rolled to the ground.
When the vendors around him saw this scene, they were all filled with fear.
Some pedestrians around him also moved away to avoid him.
Jiang An couldn't bear it, so he raised his hand and punched him in the eye. His eye sockets were blackened, and he screamed and fell to the ground.
The ruffian covered his eyes, backed away, and shouted with shock and anger:
"Zhao Laosi, you're finished! How dare you hit me! How dare you offend our money gang! I'm going to find Mr. Chen right now. Just wait!"
Jiang An's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he was ready to destroy him.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the front of the street, and then several big men with big muscles and round waists walked out.
Seeing the big man in the lead, the ruffian's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he cried on the spot:
"Chen Shou, you have to make the decision for me. That fruit seller Zhang Laosi dared to beat up our Money Gang people and said he wouldn't pay for future exams. This is obviously not putting your hands on Chen Shou. In my eyes, this bold guy must be taught a lesson!"
"What? How dare you not pay the test fee? What a disgrace to him!
Brothers, smash it for me! "
A group of big men immediately started smashing the fruit stall.
Jiang An was furious and immediately started a fight with them.
However, after actual combat, it was discovered that these guys actually had the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu.
Coupled with the fact that he had eaten well and was strong, his slightly thin body could not hold it for a while.
As more and more money came to help, the dignified Level 6 was beaten to death by a group of ruffians.
It's so cowardly!
Jiang An endured the humiliation and worked hard. He spent nearly half a month using various strategies and using his own force to finally completely subdue the three major gangs in Dajue County and integrate them into one, becoming the real leader of Dajue County. The uncrowned king.
And when he finally sat on the throne that symbolized the position of gang leader, listening to the shouts of nearly a thousand gang members below, Jiang An was filled with excitement, and he always felt that something was wrong——
What mission did I come to this secret realm to do?
at the same time.
In a certain alley filled with garbage and smelly water.
An old beggar was rummaging through the garbage for food.
He was looking for it, but suddenly he heard a cry.
He opened a black cloth bag and saw a baby lying in swaddling clothes inside.
The baby cried, his fists clenched, and his lips turned white.
The old beggar sighed and slowly picked up the baby:
"You and I are destined to be together."
"I'll call you Fugui from now on."
Inside the same white space.
Su Mo looked at the figure facing him not far away and raised his eyebrows slightly.
After entering the dense forest, I did not enter the secret realm as expected, but came to this space.
As for the other three people who were following him, they suddenly disappeared.
However, Su Mo wasn't too worried because he noticed that the auras of the three people were nearby, and they might have encountered the same situation as him.
After listening to the Taoist's narration, the white space around him immediately turned into an ancient city full of life, like a true projection of history.
What surprised him the most was that he found that he had turned into a young policeman wearing a coarse soap coat and a bronze medal hanging from his waist.
There seems to be some kind of rule that seals his power.
And this kind of seal is almost meaningless to him, and it will be broken as soon as it is poked.
He could even easily break free from this entire illusion.
But Su Mo has noticed that this illusion, or this formation, has some kind of special spirituality.
This spirituality is most likely related to the Longshan Temple Patriarch. Once the formation is forcibly broken, it will be wiped out immediately.
If you want to know the answers to many questions, you must not be so reckless.
Su Mo looked around, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
This should be the place where Zhang Rulong once lived.
According to the tips he gave previously, as long as you help him complete the regrets of the past or redeem the regrets of the past, you should be able to successfully pass the level.
But the first step is to understand what regrets he has.
That means you have to find someone first.
Su Mo was about to spread his spiritual power when he suddenly saw a little beggar in tattered clothes running away from him. His eyes immediately focused on him.
The little beggar's body is as thin as a bamboo pole. He looks to be only seven or eight years old. His childish face is yellowish and malnourished. His half-long hair is messy and there are some stains on the corners of his eyebrows. Despite this, , Su Mo recognized at a glance that this was Zhang Rulong when he was a child.
He followed calmly and saw Zhang Rulong sneaking around the market very skillfully. When he saw some rich ladies dressed in noble clothes, he quickly approached them to ask for rewards.
Once a look of boredom appeared on the other person's face, he would be very alert and step away in time, wearing broken straw sandals with exposed toes, and dart into the crowd.
For lunch, I just picked up a few broken cakes and rotten oranges from the garbage, and then continued my business on the street after devouring them.
But after all, the ladies are not so easy to encounter. Some of them even come with powerful guards, making it even more difficult to get close.
Fortunately, Zhang Rulong did not only have this goal. After there were no people on the street, he ran to nearby houses, sang congratulations from house to house, and asked for some copper coins or rice cakes.
Towards evening, he came to the back of a brothel by a familiar route.
The dim yellow light fell, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a green dress walked out of the back door of the brothel.
After seeing him, the girl in green skirt smiled slightly and said:
"Little beggar, you're here again."
Zhang Rulong grinned, showing his neat white teeth.
"Here, here's what's left in my house from last night."
The girl in the green dress handed over an oil paper bag with two or three small snacks in it.
Zhang Rulong took the snack and quickly thanked:
"Thank you, sister. I wish my sister no worries and a long life!"
The girl smiled, and a call came from the room:
"Lv Qi, a guest is here."
"I got it, here I go."
Lu Qi waved to Zhang Rulong, turned around and walked back quickly.
Zhang Rulong glanced at her with nostalgia and continued to go to various places to ask for change.
By the time night fell, I had earned seven or eight copper coins, a leftover piece of bread, and a small bag of snacks.
He looked at the snacks and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, but did not eat them. Instead, he ate the dry noodles with cold water.
After finishing the noodles, he ran across the bluestone slabs and finally came to a drug store. He said to the boss in a mature voice:
"Please bring me two pictures of the same medicine as last time."
As he spoke, he pushed seven copper coins onto the counter.
The white-haired boss glanced at him and said teasingly:
"A pair of four copper coins, your seven coins are not enough for two pairs."
"I'll bring money over tomorrow."
Looking at Zhang Rulong with a serious look on his face, the boss smiled slightly and without saying anything else, he casually packed two pieces of medicine and handed them to him.
Zhang Rulong thanked him, ran forward with the medicine bag, and soon came to a ruined temple.
There were a few beggars gathered in twos and threes inside the ruined temple.
Su Mo jumped to the top of the building.
Looking down through the broken window, I saw a beggar in his late seventies lying on a straw mat at the feet of the broken Buddha statue. His eyes were cloudy, his hair was dry, and his body was as thin as a feather.
Zhang Rulong squatted on the ground next to him, skillfully decocting medicine in a broken yellow medicine pot, and murmuring to the old man at the table:
"Grandpa, today I met a kind-hearted lady. She gave her three cents as a gift. How generous she is."
"I also met Mr. Ning, who has been living in seclusion, but there were too many guards around him, so I couldn't get up to him."
"I also saw people from the Money Gang, but they were scary. According to what you said, when I saw them, they all walked around the corner."
"Zhao Laosi, who sells fruit, and Hu Han, who sells sugar cakes, were quarreling at the stall today. It's a pity that they didn't fight. Otherwise, maybe I could get a fruit sugar cake for you to eat."
"By the way, speaking of food, Miss Luqi gave me a few more snacks today. This medicine is bitter, so you can just eat it with the snacks later."
Zhang Rulong's voice is young and crisp, filled with the vitality of a child.
The old man lying on the straw mat just smiled slightly and listened quietly.
Su Mo stood on the roof watching this scene, but secretly sighed for it.
He has realized that the old beggar has very little life left, and it cannot be saved by a few decoctions.
Could it be that Zhang Rulong's regret is because the old man who took care of him died too early, and he wants to bring him back to life and live a little longer?
But even he is not strong enough to bring people back to life.
the point.
Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help but frown slightly.
Two days later.
The temperature dropped sharply.
The sky was overcast.
The cold rain fell softly.
The old beggar in the ruined temple finally reached his deathbed.
He grasped Zhang Rulong's small hand tightly with his big hands like withered claws, and whispered in his voice:
"Fugui, although I picked you up, you can't waste half your life like me and end up being a beggar.
You're too smart to keep wallowing in the mud like this.
You have to find a way to save money, find a way to study, find a way to get ahead, and find a way to get out of this ruined temple.
If one day you really become famous, grandpa will be really relieved.
It’s a pity that I can’t wait for that day. After grandpa leaves, I must take good care of myself..."
The old beggar's eyes gradually became distracted, his voice was inaudible, and his arms suddenly dropped.
"Grandpa... Grandpa, please don't sleep. Grandpa, please wake up quickly."
Zhang Rulong shook his hand, but there was no movement at all.
His eyes gradually widened, and tears suddenly welled up:
"Grandpa, I don't want you to leave! I don't want you to leave!"
He threw himself on the old beggar's body and cried loudly.
Two more days passed.
With the help of several older beggars, Zhang Rulong dug a pit in the grassland behind the temple and buried the old beggar wrapped in a broken straw mat.
He didn't shed any more tears during the process, but he became very silent. In the silence, there was a hint of confusion about not being able to see the future clearly and the helplessness of losing a loved one.
After a few days of confusion, he picked up the broken bowl again, went outside to beg, and gradually began to regain his original vitality.
With no need to buy medicine and no additional consumption, Zhang Rulong's money slowly began to accumulate.
At first it was just out of the inertia of saving money.
But soon, he thought of the old beggar's advice that he should save money to go to school and study.
The cheapest private school in the county costs three taels of silver.
One tael is one hanging coin, which is equivalent to one thousand copper coins.
For Zhang Rulong, who makes a living by begging, this is nothing short of an astronomical figure.
With just the income from begging every day, I don’t know how long it will take to save enough.
Not to mention that in addition to paying tuition fees, there are other expenses for going to school. Three taels is not enough.
And while he was struggling hard, Su Mo, who had been watching for a long time, finally decided to intervene in his life.
