Yesterday, I was struggling with the separation between Volume 2 and Volume V. A reader reminded me that I could fill the day with an extra episode.

I decided to release two small extras.

One is that Peng Yu has just traveled through time, and Wang Jian and Zhuan Yang noticed that the divine veins were lost. There are also some situations in Zhaoyuan Palace, which can be used to establish their characters.

One is a small plot that happened on the second day, that is, the fight between the Murong family mentioned in the text.

The two extras only exist for one day and will be deleted immediately tomorrow.

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pain--

Peng Yu couldn't help but moan as he felt pain like needles all over his body.

His consciousness became slightly clearer, and he struggled to open his eyes.

My eyes were filled with mist, and I could vaguely feel the light not far away.

Subconsciously touch your right hand with your fingers.

The Qiankun Ring is still there!

In an instant, Peng Yu regained consciousness.

Did my experiment fail?

A month ago, Peng Yu received an ancient ring at a street stall. Like ordinary urban novels, he got superpowers from the ring, and then he used his powers to travel around the city.

However, something went wrong during an experiment...

"I remember seeing a formation surrounded by stone tablets inside the ring. Then everything went dark..."

The tingling pain in his body kept intruding into his brain. Peng Yu gritted his teeth and relaxed his mind. He endured the severe pain and concentrated on recalling what happened before.

Sudden--

He was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong with his body, and quickly checked himself.

Wait...why did my body shrink?

Stretching out his hand, his short fingers and slender arms all indicate his current situation.

I feel like a child now.

Looking around again, I saw myself lying on a gorgeous brocade bed, wearing only a loose and soft silk dress. Beside the bed, there was also a little boy wearing a purple brocade dress.

Although he was dressed gorgeously, he could not hide the stains on his clothes and the haggard look on his face.

The pain all over his body made Peng Yu couldn't help but change his position.

The boy was awakened by the silence and glanced vaguely in the direction of Peng Yu.

"Your Highness...you..." The boy didn't react for a while. He greeted him blankly at first, then suddenly woke up and screamed: "Your Highness is awake?"

Peng Yu felt cold in his heart, and his face gradually became ugly.

He searched hard through his memory, trying to find the boy's words, but he couldn't find any information.

Yes, he couldn't understand the boy.

Although the boy was probably saying hello to himself, and his voice was quite loud, indicating that he was very excited, he couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all.

Wait, where is the memory of the original owner?

When I traveled through time, shouldn't I have the memory of the original owner? Then I ate the memory of the original owner, so I could occupy the magpie's nest and successfully inherit everything from the original owner?

Although I have always disliked those time-travelers who just arrived and could adapt to everything, calling strangers father and mother without any worries, and taking other people's wives and property as their own.

But...but now I-don't-dislike it!

You can at least give me a copy of the original owner's memory... No, just give me the language skills so that I can understand what they are saying?

Peng Yu screamed crazily in his heart, regretting his hell start.

There is no memory of the original owner, and regardless of whether he can hide it or not, he cannot even speak.

Because he does not understand the language of this world at all and cannot communicate.

The boy saw his sullen face, sitting there silently, leaning over and touching his forehead.

Peng Yu shuddered and subconsciously wanted to hide, but he still held back.

The boy touched it and touched his forehead with the other hand: "Still having a fever? Wait a moment..."

He opened the tent of colorful smoke and went out to call people.

"Mr. Wang, come here quickly, His Highness is awake!"

The boy left, and Peng Yu was the only one inside the curtain.

Quickly observe the environment inside the curtain.

The curtains shimmered with five colors of light, bright but soft. In addition to the brocade bed where he was sitting, there were also small furniture such as an octagonal incense cabinet and a golden Nan round table.

“The layout is similar to a Bout bed, but it is more open and bright than an ordinary Bout bed.”

The bed is large enough for five people to sleep together.

Peng Yu's little body rolled on the bed, like a little bear wrapped in quilts. He reached out and opened the incense cabinet beside the bed. There were a lot of trivial things inside, such as jade combs, jade mirrors, paper and pens, story books, etc.

Peng Yu casually picked up the jade mirror. It was a sapphire mirror with a handle. The mirror surface was smooth and clean, and was only the size of his current palm.

Picking it up and facing it towards himself, Peng Yu wanted to use the light from the curtain to see his face. But wisps of smoke came out of the mirror, and then Peng Yu's current appearance was clearly reflected.

Isn't this... too clear?

That clarity is comparable to high definition.

magic weapon!

At that moment, this idea came to Peng Yu's mind.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I see a beautiful little boy with delicate features and fair skin. He is probably around ten to twelve years old?

However, just like the boy just now, "myself" in the mirror is very haggard, even more sickly, with purple lips and black eyes.

"Judging from the environment and my current physical appearance, I should be from a wealthy family. Moreover, I have not obtained the memory of the original owner through soul travel. So, I use the broken stone tablet array in the ring to allow the soul to travel through?"

Looking at himself in the mirror, Peng Yu sighed.

So what if you are beautiful? What if you have a rich family? If you can't communicate and communicate, everything is in vain.

A body without memory is just a poor blank puppet after all.

"Next..."

Peng Yu's eyes fell on the ring on the ring finger of his right hand.

It has been a month since I got this ring.

This month, he focused on studying the superpowers of the Qiankun Ring and learned that this ring has the power to interfere with space. On Earth, he can use the ring to teleport and retrieve objects from across the air.

But he never expected that this ring would have such powerful powers that it could allow him to travel through time and space to another world.

"Since I can come, can I go back?"

He tried to control the ring, but the dark iron ring didn't respond at all.

"Could it be that the energy has been used up - Eh!"

He took out his left hand from under the quilt.

Peng Yu's eyes changed: on the middle finger of his left hand, there was a black ring of the same size.

Comparing the two rings, the materials and styles are the same.

"W-why is there a ring?"

However, without the memory of the original owner, Peng Yu had no idea why the ring was on the hand of this child.

"Could it be that these rings are a pair. I am transported into the body of the owner of this ring through another ring?"

But even if you know this, so what? Without memory and language, everything is in vain.

…

Outside the curtain, there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

Peng Yu looked carefully through the curtains. In addition to the boy just now, a dozen people in similar clothes hurried over. They took out the medicine box and various utensils and arranged them outside.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry."

The elder man and the boy got into the curtain together, walked to the bedside, and saluted Peng Yu respectfully.

Peng Yu did not dare to speak for fear of revealing his identity.

After waiting for a while, the old man saw that he was silent and did not dare to act immediately.

The boy frowned and gave the old man some instructions.

Peng Yu smiled bitterly in his heart: Sure enough, I still don’t understand.

After receiving the boy's instructions, the old man pricked Peng Yu's finger with a gold needle and took a little blood.
To be continued...