"king……"
Wang Er looked at Yuan Sheng, who was standing in mid-air, his eyes shining like immortal gold. Although it was difficult to conceal the panic on his face. But at this moment, although his face was pale, he still wanted to say something.
However, Yuan Sheng just glanced at the other party, and Wang Er's mouth suddenly closed, and Wang Er's eyes instantly became absent-minded. There were not too many movements, Wang Er seemed to take the initiative to send it to Yuan Sheng.
As the two people's eyes met, every trace of Wang Er's memory was read by Yuan Sheng.
He had no intention of listening to the noise of these people in front of him. Since he had already harbored the idea of killing himself, Yuan Sheng would not be soft-hearted at all. If he had been soft-hearted, Yuan Sheng would not have been able to survive the ninja battle in the Naruto world.
As Wang Er's memories were recalled bit by bit, Yuan Sheng truly began to understand this world in depth.
Although this second Wang's status is not high, he is still a son of Mr. Wang's family, and he has access to more information.
It was only because of his bravery when he was young and Wang Er's ruthlessness that he was promoted by Mr. Wang. Along with this, Wang Er was sent to learn boxing by the Wang family. When Wang Er grew up, he was arranged by Mr. Wang to stay at his old house.
Although Mr. Wang became a landlord and tycoon in the county, his rural concept has not changed much. What he pays attention to is returning to his roots after falling leaves.
And with the foundation of Xiaowang Village, even if Mr. Wang's family loses power in the city, there is still a way out.
After Wang Er grew up, he became loyal to his master's family.
In other words, the most important thing for a slave of a wealthy family in this world is a word of loyalty. He has been influenced by it since he was young and coupled with the methods of his master's family. Although this king is conceited and has some courage, he has never had any other thoughts. He just treats the king as his own. The master's affairs in the countryside are handled in an orderly manner.
Along with the entire Xiaowang Village, no one is afraid of the courage and majesty of this Wang Er.
In Wang Er's memory, Yuan Sheng could see why he had become enemies with Mr. Wang's family, and how he was forced to flee the countryside and hide in the mountains.
"Nearly 80% of the fields in Xiaowang Village are under the name of Mr. Wang's family."
"The parents of the original owner don't know where they got a book of martial arts inner skills and inner skills, and they don't know how this master Wang knew about it."
"In order to force the original owner's parents to hand over this inner strength method, the original owner's family was ostracized several times in the countryside, and even the land originally rented to the original owner's parents was taken back by Mr. Wang."
"I was forced to have no choice but to take the original owner and his family into hiding in the mountains."
"When the original owner's parents went down the mountain to buy some daily necessities, they were reported to Mr. Wang's family by the country people."
"For the sake of that internal skill book that may not exist at all, Mr. Wang sent Wang Er and two strong servants to the door at night, and killed the original owner's entire family just like he did today."
"It's just that in the end, Wang Er searched all over his house and couldn't find the so-called inner strength and mental method."
Yuan Sheng just browsed through Wang Er's memory roughly, and naturally skipped some insignificant things.
But even a cursory reading is enough for Yuan Sheng to have a deeper understanding of this world and this dynasty.
A son born into a family like Wang Er has been a lowly citizen since his grandfather's generation.
Future generations are not allowed to study, be officials, or engage in business. Unless he breaks away from this lowly position one day, he will be at the mercy of Mr. Wang and his family for the rest of his life.
Coupled with the influence of the environment and the limitations of the times, Wang Er didn't think there was anything wrong with this.
"Let's not talk about the shackles of this era. After all, my understanding of the Song Dynasty is all based on what I have read in books. Even if I learned some information about this world from the old Taoist priest, it is only based on paper talks. level.”
"What interests me more is the so-called inner strength and mental methods in this world?"
"Before, I just thought that this world was just an ordinary historical world, but now from Wang Er's memory, it seems that this is more like a martial arts world?"
When Yuan Sheng read through some content about martial arts in Wang Er's memory, Yuan Sheng's face showed a thoughtful expression again. Especially in Wang Er's memory, Yuan Sheng saw a few rumors about Shaolin Temple and even the Beggar Gang!
"The world's martial arts originates from Shaolin. There is Abbot Xuanci in Shaolin Temple whose martial arts attainments are unfathomable and the world admires him."
"There are many beggar gangs among the civilian righteous people, and among the beggar gangs there is the eighth-generation gang leader 'Jianbeard' Wang Jiantong. He is extremely skilled in the dog-beating stick technique and the twenty-eight dragon subduing palms. It is said that he can come and go freely among thousands of armies. He is the best righteous man in the world..."
"This second king only learned boxing in Lu'an County Martial Arts School for less than two years before he was recalled. Although he is only proficient in boxing and kicking, he is quite eager to join the world!"
Yuan Sheng looked through Wang Er's memories, and this time he focused on Jianghu and martial arts.
After a short while, after reading all the memories about martial arts and martial arts in Wang Er's mind, Yuan Sheng's face showed a thoughtful expression again.
However, those servants of Mr. Wang who were suspended in mid-air were frightened but none of them dared to speak.
After all, the second Wang Er only opened his mouth when he was photographed by the god-like young man in front of him, with a foolish and foolish expression on his face.
These servants had never seen such magical methods before. Even if someone peed their pants nervously, they did not dare to say anything to disturb Yuan Sheng.
"Abbot Xuanci, Wang Jiantong."
"What a familiar yet unfamiliar name!"
After another four or five breaths, Yuan Sheng finally retracted his divergent thoughts and let out a long sigh.
According to Yuan Sheng's original idea, if he was sent back to his country, he would only have to spend thousands of years before he could return to his own time.
For ordinary people, it is extremely difficult to survive these thousands of years.
But for Yuan Sheng, as long as he regains his strength step by step, even if he makes an inch of progress at five years old, let alone a thousand years, he can live for ten thousand years.
But Yuan Sheng never thought that he had just arrived in another specious world.
"The world of Tianlong..."
"It's not bad to be in such a world. Not to mention anything else, it's just this martial arts that interests me so much."
"There is martial arts in this world. If we learn from each other's strong points and make up for our shortcomings, maybe we can really make up for my left side and cultivate my great dharma!"
Yuan Sheng's melancholy only lingered in his heart for three to five seconds. After three to five seconds, the young man smiled.
Being able to live to the third life, he has already seen through almost everything that should be seen through. What's more, since this is not his home world, Yuan Sheng doesn't have to worry about whether there will be a time paradox, and he can be more bold.
After thinking about this, Yuan Sheng no longer did anything else, he just turned his head and drifted away towards his house.
Behind Yuan Sheng, the servants of Mr. Wang's family seemed to be led by an invisible thread, falling into the top of this unknown hill.
As the royal servants landed one by one, these people inevitably breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though they were piled up in the open space in front of the thatched cottage, and several of them could not even stand firmly, the feeling of being down to earth still relieved the tension in these people's hearts.
"Ah……"
Yuan Sheng saw the people in front of him all showing expressions of survival, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Yuan Sheng didn't see any more unnecessary movements. He just stretched out his hand, and the next moment, the soil was rolling and jumping. In just a moment, the earth and rocks seemed to open their mouths, swallowing Wang Er into the soil.
When this incredible scene fell in the eyes of the remaining slaves, these slaves finally remembered that although they fell from the sky to the ground, the young man who seemed to be an immortal god was still there in front of them!
Especially the young man's ability to control the sky and control nature made these slaves extremely in awe of Yuan Sheng.
Some people knelt on the ground and wanted to beg for mercy from Yuan Sheng in front of them, but the strange thing was that they wanted to speak, but found that they couldn't even speak?
More and more slaves began to tremble and prostrate themselves, but Yuan Sheng didn't even look at these people.
He just stretched out his hand, and one by one, strong servants were photographed in front of Yuan Sheng like chickens.
As their memories were read by Yuan Sheng, these people were casually thrown away by Yuan Sheng. No more actions were needed. The moment these people landed on the ground, they were swallowed by the earth and rocks.
In this environment of waiting to die, panic spread among the crowd.
Some of the remaining people were trembling, and some wanted to get up to resist, but when they wanted to get up, they discovered that their knees had been connected to the earth and rocks.
Faced with such inhuman methods, these people became more and more desperate, but despair could not change anything.
They could only watch helplessly as there were fewer and fewer people around them, and they could only see one companion after another who could not even scream, leaving no trace in this world.
About half an hour passed, but not a single person who was originally piled in the open space in front of the thatched cottage could be seen.
Yuan Shengke has never been a soft-hearted person. Some of these people are honest and honest, but they only want to kill themselves, so Yuan Sheng cannot let them go.
As the Wang family's servants were dealt with one by one, Yuan Sheng was not seen making any other unnecessary movements. The young man just frowned and sat on the wooden bench, slowly digesting the many messages brought to him by the nearly thirty people. .
And if someone can see through the underground, they can clearly see that none of the strong servants who were originally swallowed by the rocks and soil have died.
After they fell into the ground, tree roots quickly wrapped around their bodies.
With just a breath, these people were wrapped by the tree roots that were vaguely scattered all over the mountain, forming wooden cocoons one after another.
The faces of these people in the wooden cocoons were peaceful, as if they were immersed in some wonderful dream.
However, as time goes by, the bodies of these people slowly become pale.
And if such a strange scene were seen by outsiders, they would never think that Yuan Sheng was a young god, but would think that Yuan Sheng was more like a young devil!
