"So, this is the world you chose for me?" Su Zhan looked at the ruined temple in front of him expressionlessly.
There was the sound of rain falling on the ground outside. It was raining heavily outside and light rain inside.
It was late autumn, and the original owner was wearing tattered clothes. Su Zhan lowered his head and stared at a small puddle on the ground, his face expressionless.
The person reflected in the puddle looked like a little beggar.
The white wolf with white hair as white as snow cowered aside in fear. It always felt that its owner was in a bad mood and wanted to eat dog meat.
Hey, I'm not a dog, why should I be afraid?
Even so, Bai Lang hid behind the statue and did not dare to come out.
Su Zhan twitched his lips. He originally thought that after signing a contract with the Xuanming Ice Wolf, he would be able to reach the peak of his life. He never expected that his wolf would actually be a deceiver.
She glanced coldly at the white wolf who had curled up into a ball, then closed her eyes and went through the memory of the original owner in her mind.
The original owner's life experience was very simple. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child, and was picked up by an old beggar and raised as an adult.
To the original owner, the old beggar was her only relative.
As she grew up, the old beggar also grew older and could no longer lift her above his head with a smile.
One night, the original owner thought that the old beggar had not been feeling well for the past two days and could not even eat the big white steamed buns she begged for. Maybe the steamed buns were too dry.
With this thought in mind, the original owner went to the small river outside the city gate, intending to touch two fish and make fish soup to improve the food for the old beggar.
Unexpectedly, the rocks by the river were too slippery, and the original owner accidentally fell into the river.
It happened to be night at that time, and few people were near the river. Therefore, the original owner struggled to flop in the river for a long time before he was finally rescued.
In this era, even a simple cold can kill someone.
After hearing the news, the old beggar came over and saw the original owner who was unconscious and suffering from a high fever. He asked a few people to save the original owner and sent him back to the ruined temple where they were staying temporarily.
Then he took all the savings he had saved over the years and originally planned to use as a dowry for the original owner and ran to the city's medical clinic.
Until the next morning, the original owner's fever miraculously subsided, but the old beggar had not returned. People went along the road to find him, only to find the old beggar lying on the street in late autumn, his body hard.
The tattered front of his clothes was torn open, the cloth used to hold the money was thrown aside casually, and dozens of copper plates inside were missing.
The old beggar was lying on the ground, his hands stretched forward, as if he wanted to grab the person who robbed him of his money.
Seeing this scene, the people around me didn't understand anything.
I don’t know who is so heartless that he even wants to rob beggars of their money.
When a beggar dies, he dies and has no impact on anyone else, just like a drop of water falling into the sea without causing any ripples.
But for the original owner, from this moment on, her sky collapsed.
The original owner had no money, so in the end he only had a rolled mat, dug a hole for the old beggar, buried the man who raised him with his own hands, and finally erected a crooked wooden tombstone.
She didn't know the words, so she asked several scholars before she finally learned the words "Old Beggar's Tomb".
Two years later, the original owner still stayed in the ruined temple and refused to leave. It was another late autumn season with heavy rain.
The original owner was killed in this ruined temple where all the time and joy of her life had been entrusted.
After death, the original owner was at a loss at first, wondering why people died so easily.
Why could the old beggar die so easily, and why could others take her life away so easily?
After the original owner was at a loss, what followed was unwillingness. She hadn't found the person who stole the old beggar's money, so how could she die like this?
So, Su Zhan came.
"So, the original owner's wish is to find the person who stole the old beggar's money?" Su Zhan murmured in a low voice.
However, the timing of her arrival was unlucky. Today happened to be the day when the original owner died, which meant that the old beggar had been dead for two years. It was not that difficult to find the person who had never seen the money robber.
If the person who robbed the money was from another city, she would not know how long it would take to find him in the huge crowd.
And this world is different from the ordinary world before, in that martial arts exists.
Although both Bai Lang and Su Zhan have abilities beyond ordinary people, whether they can defeat martial arts practitioners is another matter.
Don't fail to complete the task and put yourself in a dangerous situation, then the gain will outweigh the loss.
Although the Soul Eaters have nearly eternal life, they are not as naturally powerful as other races in the divine world. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to expect Su Zhan to kill everyone immediately every time he enters a world.
The power of the Soul Eaters lies in their ability to grow. Theoretically speaking, as long as the Soul Eaters don't die, they can grow indefinitely.
This is the reason why the Soul-Eating Clan was feared by the gods and eventually exterminated.
Su Zhan almost risked her life to break through the shackles of the divine world on her and use her natural ability and soul contract again.
But apart from the soul contract, she has nothing at all.
Like the amazing strength and the ability to make people unlucky that she used before, to be honest, compared to those people from the protoss who can easily lift tens of thousands of kilograms and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of weight from birth, her little strength is completely different.
Descendants of the gods.
As for the latter, the Soul Eaters are born with the instinct to control the soul, and every Soul Eater can easily do it.
If other people's path of cultivation is to absorb spiritual energy to strengthen themselves, then the path of cultivation of the Soul Eaters is soul bond.
Su Zhan is just a newbie who has just started out in the soul contract.
Putting the matter of finding someone aside for the time being, Su Zhan looked outside. The heavy rain gradually turned into light rain, as if it was about to stop.
He had to leave this place quickly, because Su Zhan knew that after a while, the rain would get heavier again, and then a group of ruthless people would come in to take shelter from the rain, and casually kill the original owner of the ruined temple, the aborigine.
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From the memory of the original owner, we can know that these people are all highly skilled in martial arts, and Su Zhan does not want to compete with this group of people to see who is stronger.
As the rain subsided, Su Zhan packed up his things and prepared to leave.
In fact, there was nothing to clean up. As a beggar, apart from a broken bowl, the most valuable thing the original owner had was the half steamed bun she left behind.
Steamed buns are made of white flour. A few days ago, a wealthy family held a wedding in the city, and the original owner was lucky enough to get a white-flour steamed bun.
Such a precious steamed bun, the original owner was reluctant to eat it in one meal, and only nibbled a little bit at a time.
When you are thirsty, you go to the nearby river and drink all you can for free. When you are hungry, you go to eat bark and wild fruits. Sometimes when you are greedy, white-flour steamed buns, which modern children even disdain to eat, become a snack.
