"When I woke up... the world had completely changed." With his mouth murmuring, Bai Lang huddled up and looked at the surrounding scene. Yes, he didn't recognize the current scene at all.
He doesn't even know where he is - logically, he should be wandering around in front of his computer at home, a rare day off - but what's going on with this ruined temple and the smelly straw? And what's going on with him?
What's up with this set of rags that smell so good?
It seems that he is a little beggar? The question is what happened? Bailang stood up and confirmed that he had indeed become a child, but fortunately he still had a handle, and his hands and feet were intact and had not been "picked or cut".
He was about to go to the door to take a look, but there was no one else around anyway. The scene he saw made Bai Lang firm up in the fact that he had traveled through time - in fact, his current situation alone was enough to prove that he had come here for some reason, and his body
The age has become smaller, which is enough to prove the existence of supernatural powers.
The situation in front of me is that there is a field outside the ruined temple, and the mountains are stretching in the background. There are no people on the road, but there are people working in the fields.
Just when Bailang didn't know what to do, a little beggar came from outside and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go! Today the Changle Gang is opening a charity hall and recruiting boys. Do you want to sit here and starve to death? Why don't you hurry up and follow me?"
Let's go together." This little beggar was a head taller than Bai Lang, and his appearance was quite resolute - but that was probably because he was thin and had bigger eyes. Bai Lang was grabbed by this man and was involuntarily pulled
He took it and ran with it.
While running, Bai Lang really couldn't remember the name of the person in front of him, "Didn't it say that soul traveling should fuse memories? This person's tone didn't sound like he was a stranger. He must be familiar with me.
?Could it be that he was wearing a flesh-and-blood piercing? He replaced a person who looks exactly like me?" But it's best not to think randomly while running, otherwise Bai Lang would immediately miss the mark and roll forward directly.
Instinctively, he began to adjust his center of gravity. To Bai Lang's surprise, his movement of adjusting his center of gravity was both fast and good. After one foot was in the air, the foot that was in the air immediately exerted force out of thin air and stepped forward, while the foot behind him did the same.
After keeping up with the pace, as for the moving center of gravity, he completed the return by swinging his arms. This is the level of a gymnast. Bailang also knows that it would have been impossible to do it in the past before he traveled through it. He must come.
A dog eating shit action.
However, after such an incident, Bailang didn't dare to think too much. He just focused on running to the place first. At this time, he discovered another good thing, that is, while he was running so fast, his breathing was still steady and he didn't start.
Pull the bellows... If I were to replace the office waste that I used to have, I should be lying on the floor panting now.
This round of running lasted for less than half an hour. While Bai Lang was surprised at his current physical strength, he also looked at the guy next to him with strange eyes. This guy actually finished the run without stopping even for breath.
Yi Cheng, it’s as if this face is not malnourished and extremely thin. “Perhaps there is something magical here, but I forgot that he mentioned the Changle Gang before... Is it possible that there is actually so-called martial arts here?
Changle Gang, Changle Gang? Could it be the world of the Xia Ke Xing?" Speaking of Changle Gang, where else can I think of? Isn't it the world of Xia Ke Xing?
The small school field in front of them was full of children. There were little beggars similar to him, and of course there were also children from ordinary people who were relatively cleanly dressed. Now they were all looking at a table in front of them. There was no one behind the table at the moment.
Sit down, but I guess I will sign up here later. Only now did Bai Lang remember to touch around on his body, but in the end, he touched the same dirt on his neck, which was threaded with a thread that was so dirty that the color could not be seen.
A small metal plaque - not gold, not silver, it's a small copper plate.
The bronze medal was very small, about as long as half of his finger. To Bailang, it looked like a dog tag that was one size smaller. There were also curved lines of text on it. It seemed to be some kind of seal script, but now Bailang could tell
No problem - first of all, it was dirty, and secondly, he really didn't understand seal script very well. Just when he was studying the dog tags, a voice spread throughout the square - the voice was not very loud, but it seemed to be in his ears.
There was an average response. Based on the martial arts books he had read, Bai Lang believed that this was the pinnacle of inner strength in martial arts.
As a result, what he saw was a man dressed as a master and eight burly men lined up in rows. The master was already sitting on a chair, and it was this master who was talking just now. "Everyone present is in ancient costume, and I don't know what dynasty they are from -
It's not written in the Xia Ke Xing, it must not be the Tang Dynasty anyway." Bai Lang thought, and what the master said was to ask everyone to be quiet and start queuing. There is no need to rush. The test will only start after registering one by one.
The test naturally came from the eight big men. The so-called test was also simple, just touch the children's joints and squeeze the muscles - at least that's what Bailang saw. The queue had reached Bailang, and he walked to the table, "Name?"
"The master raised his head and looked into his eyes. Bai Lang couldn't see the expression in the other person's eyes at all. He just felt that it was so dazzling that he had to lower his head slightly, "Bai Lang," he said.
The master's pen was like flying, and he wrote these two words directly. It seems that there is no difference in the words here, "Age?" Bailang was immediately confused. How did he know his age? He was almost three years old before he traveled through time.
Ten years old, okay, but how does this body look like it's thirty years old? Fortunately, Bai Lang's mind was quick and quick. He estimated his height and immediately reported his age as "twelve years old."
Although he lowered his head, Bai Lang could still feel X-ray-like eyes looking him up and down. Judging from the situation of a martial arts master, it cannot be ruled out that the opponent is using his internal power to sense him - who makes this master look like a master?
Master, master, master. The other party said "hmm", and Bai Lang lowered his head and could still see that the other party had written the word "twelve", but there was no problem later. A big man directly slipped Bai Lang over and touched the bones.
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"There are no hidden injuries, the muscles and bones are intact, and there are no signs of rebirth of broken bones." The big man's hands were very fast, and he had already touched Bailang's bones in a few breaths - anyway, the focus was on the spine and limbs. This was considered Bailang's passage. Next.
It was just a matter of taking a shower and changing clothes, but this time Bai Lang didn't go with the little beggar who dragged him here - speaking of it, he didn't even know the beggar's name, but he also passed.
After changing his clothes and getting his number plate, Bai Lang became the lowest servant of the Changle Gang - the number plate was not 9527, but 1204...