Chapter 1 Dreaming of Chenghua
The trance of consciousness drove him to break through the darkness in front of him.
Someone was talking in my ear in the dimness.
"Little baby, wake up."
"Brother Bao'er, wake up?"
"Brother Xiaobao is not dead, is he?"
"I'm not angry anymore, can I not die?"
"Impossible! Impossible!"
"Oh?! It moved, Brother Xiaobao moved again!"
chirp, chirp, chirp
After his fingers twitched slightly, he slowly opened his eyes. Before his eyes could adjust to the dazzling light, a sharp pain came from the back of his head.
"Hiss~" He took a deep breath subconsciously, it hurt.
"Brother Xiaobao is awake!"
"Brother Bao!"
He blinked hard, and finally he could see clearly. He was lying on the ground, surrounded by many children in strange clothes. They were cheering and chatting so much that it was disturbing, but there was also joy in it.
But it’s beyond words.
"What the hell?" He frowned and said nothing. There was another pain in the back of his head, so he hissed again.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" A child who looked a little older shouted in a low voice: "Brother Bao is already awake, why do you still call him Hun'er? Spread out, little Orange, give me a hand, let's
Let's send Brother Bao back first and then talk."
The surrounding children dispersed, and Little Orange came up to the child who had just spoken, bent down and shouted, lifting him up from the ground: "Brother Zhuzhu, where should we send Brother Bao?"
"Nonsense, just send it back to the house, otherwise? Send it to the emperor to file a complaint?"
"Oh, yes."
"Brother Zhuzi, what about us?"
"Yes, Brother Zhuzhu, where are we?"
"You..." Xiao Zhuzhu thought for a moment, then shook his head impatiently: "Just do what you are supposed to do, don't follow, otherwise it will be troublesome again if Li Danniuzi sees it."
The group of children then slowly left, leaving only the little pillar and the little orange holding him as he slowly walked somewhere.
He blinked.
He blinked again.
He asked his first words after waking up: "Who am I?"
Qianguyi asked "Who am I?", and no one could give a clear answer to this question until 9102. It was really difficult for him to ask this question to the two children on the left and right.
But he could only ask them, and his question did not involve any philosophical level, it just simply needed an identity.
From the moment he opened his eyes and woke up to now, it has only lasted about ten minutes. During these ten minutes, he carried out a brainstorm that only he knew, trying to accurately understand the scene in front of him and what happened.
Everything about himself, but he still gave up.
Underfoot is a wide trail paved with bluestone slabs. Far and near are large and small palaces, red walls, yellow tiles, and carved eaves with animals. The only thing that seems to match the scene in front of me is the Forbidden City.
Then you have come to the Forbidden City?
As the world's top killer, he has achieved theoretical perfection in controlling his body. At this moment, he can say with certainty that this is not his body: Not to mention the shot in his jaw, the size of his body is large and small.
The small hidden wounds have actually disappeared, I can see things brighter and clearer, and my body's flexibility has improved. It's just that my strength seems to be much smaller and a little thin. However, being thin is not a big flaw. Eat more.
Just do more exercise. So, if you put aside the pain in the back of your head, this body is simply perfect, perfect... just like a child.
Then he was placed between the two children in sight, with his hands on their shoulders and his toes barely able to reach the ground.
This situation...
Are they a pair of burly men with baby faces, or have their bodies become smaller?
The former seemed more likely, but looking at his thin and tender hands, he felt that the latter was the truth.
He thought over and over again, trying to use everything he knew to give a perfect explanation to the situation at hand.
Hypnotized?
This is impossible. He has received training in hypnosis and anti-hypnosis, and everything around him conforms to the laws of all physical forces. Except for the identity of the characters, this world is established from the perspective of physical forces alone.
That...
They dug out my brain and put it into the body of a child. Then they took it to the Forbidden City and hired a group of children to play "house" with me?
This explanation was the only one he could come up with at the moment.
But... wouldn't it be a bit too nonsense?
There must always be a purpose in doing things. Why does the organization do this? Does it disgust you?
And with the frequency and density of shooting at the last moment before death, he didn't think his head would be unscathed.
Therefore, he could only turn to the two small troupes around him.
Hearing his question, the little orange on the left wondered: "Brother Bao, what are you talking about? Are you Brother Bao?"
"No, no, I'm asking, who am I? My name? Identity?" he asked again.
"Are you Brother Bao?" Xiao Juzi still didn't understand. Fortunately, Xiao Zhuzhu next to him seemed to have thought of something and replied: "Brother Bao, your name is Xiao Baozi. You were originally working with Eunuch Xu, the food supervisor.
Bottom, I don’t know why a while ago, Eunuch Xu sent you to the inner study to study. Is that what you’re asking, Brother Bao?"
very good, very powerful.
He lowered his head feebly, this answer completely defeated him.
Or am I in a mental hospital for children? This mental hospital is built in the style of the Forbidden City?
It seems possible.
He suddenly lowered his head, and the children on the left and right thought he had fainted again.
"Brother Bao, Brother Bao!" Little Orange shook his shoulders, trying to shake him up again.
"Stop shouting, let's send him back to the house quickly, and then go find Eunuch Xu to see if there is anything we can do." Xiao Zhuzhu said, "Oh, I should have just called Xiao Bottle and gone directly to Eunuch Xu."
"He? He is the least loyal. He was the fastest runner just now. Huh, he is really not a man! Even if he helps out? The same goes for Peng Dabeard. He was slapped in the face by the empress because he didn't do it himself.
Changyan, why are you venting your anger on us? Humph, wait until one day I take charge of the affairs, see if I don’t manipulate him properly! I don’t know when we will be able to take charge of the affairs, um... If we can be admitted to the Bureau of Ceremonies, then
It's okay to just walk... If it doesn't work, then I'll go to the Shanshan Prison, where there's a lot of delicious food... Brother Zhuzhu, do you think Eunuch Xu will prepare delicious food for us soon?"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
After this nagging, he and Xiaozhu finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted in unison, then looked at each other and let out a deep breath.
He sighed: "Put me down, I'm fine, let me walk by myself."
"Oh." Xiao Juzi agreed humbly.
Then the two of them walked slowly along the shadow of the palace wall with him. After walking for a quarter of an hour, he stopped again: "What year is it now...?"
"How many years?" Xiao Juzi couldn't understand, but Xiao Zhuzi still guessed a little: "Brother Bao, it is the eighth year of Chenghua."
"Chenghua...eight years? Chenghua...eight years?" He repeated it several times. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Ming Dynasty? Zhu Jianshen? Wan Zhen'er?"
"Oh my God!" The two little eunuchs were so frightened that Xiaozhu rushed up to cover his mouth and looked around. Xiaojuzi knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed: "It's none of my business.
It's none of my business, I didn't hear, I didn't hear..."
Xiaozhu also went crazy: "Brother Bao, are you crazy? Can we call the emperor and grandma the same names? You don't want your head anymore?!"
He was also too frightened. The three of them were already leaning against the palace wall. Xiaozhu covered his mouth with a little force. He was pushed back two steps, and then "Bang!", his head hit the wall, and in front of him was another scene.
All black...
Chapter completed!