Lu Sheng finally confirmed that he seemed to be trapped on the same day.
Every morning when I wake up, the familiar Sister Qin splashes water and says: 'Good morning, Lu Sheng.'
Walking through the cross street, I saw familiar passers-by and familiar words: 'A coolie died of exhaustion at the mouth of the river.'
When we get to the gang, we eat steamed vegetable soup day after day, Brother Ba wins money day after day, and also: 'How are you doing with the things I asked you to inquire about?'
Lu Sheng was devastated.
With his poor knowledge base, he simply couldn't understand why this happened.
He yelled, shouted, and reminded everyone like crazy, but what he got in return was strange looks from everyone.
It's been a long time.
Lu Sheng gradually got used to it.
He started to do some things that he didn't dare to do on weekdays. Anyway, it would be restarted in the early morning tomorrow and everything would be restored to its original state. Why not let himself live a more nourishing life.
So he decided to take out the money he had collected to buy a copper hairpin for his sister. Early in the morning, he bought a roast duck to eat.
Hehe, the roast duck is so delicious.
"By the way, gambling!"
Another day waking up from reset.
Lu Sheng suddenly thought about whether he could win a lot of money if he went to the casino.
For example, if you go to the casino today, but you don’t gamble, you just write down the points at each time and on each gaming table, and then bet again tomorrow.
Just do it.
Then, I lost miserably.
No reason.
Lu Sheng remembered clearly that when the sun was three high and the sunlight outside the window was reflected on the tea cup, a leopard would appear.
But after he suppressed the leopard, the leopard didn't fire at all, only a four-four-six.
big head.
Lu Sheng looked at the dealer in the casino, and then at the thugs sitting there. He wanted to make money from the casino, but it was really hard to make money.
In the next few reincarnations, Lu Sheng continued to try the casino route.
He found that as long as he kept a low profile, won three and lost two, and won about ten taels, the casino would intervene.
If you continue to gamble at this time, you will keep losing.
If you take the money and leave, you can't go to the next casino.
If he goes there, as long as he wins another five taels, someone will ask him to see the boss, where he will be searched, and then given a few warnings.
"Ten taels of silver is quite a lot."
Lu Sheng comforted himself.
After that, he got up and went straight to the casino every day, winning ten taels in one morning.
At noon, he took his sister to a restaurant to eat fine noodles, went shopping with her to buy rice, and watched the smile on her face. He repeated this for more than ten reincarnations, and Lu Sheng couldn't be happier.
"well."
"When you wake up, after all, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust. Nothing can be brought in, and nothing can be taken away."
After another restart.
Lu Sheng felt it was boring because no matter how hard he tried, it would still restart the next day.
this day.
After winning another ten taels of silver in the morning, Lu Sheng decided to make a change.
How to change.
There are two martial arts schools in Dongcheng, Guobei County.
One is called Eagle Claw Gate, which teaches eagle claw hand and eagle beak knife.
One is called Tan Zumen, who teaches Tan Zu and Crazy Demon Stick to twelve people.
As long as the disciples from these two places join any gang in Guobei County, they will start as a small leader.
Therefore, Lu Sheng has always had a wish, that is, to enter a martial arts gym to learn martial arts and develop his skills.
Unfortunately, martial arts school tuition is too expensive.
The entrance fee is eight taels of silver, which is not something ordinary people can expect.
It's different now.
Lu Sheng is rich and doesn't need these eight taels of silver.
"My name is Lu Sheng. I live in the north of the city. I want to worship at the Eagle Claw Gate."
A flash.
Three months have passed.
Although Lu Sheng experiences restarts every day, his memory remains unchanged.
After three months, the moves of the Eagle Claw Hand have been understood by heart.
His attacks were aimed at joints and vital points. An ordinary person would fall down in his hands at the first touch.
"My name is Lu Sheng. I live in the north of the city. I want to worship at Tan Zumen."
Restarting every day is so overbearing.
After learning the eagle claw hand and eagle beak knife, Lu Sheng still didn't give up and chose Tan's leg door as his target again.
"My family is clean, well documented, and I have no calluses on my hands. I am not a spy of the Eagle Claw Sect. You can be admitted."
When I entered the Tanjie Gate, there was a small episode.
Just like people who play with guns will have calluses on the tiger's mouth, people who practice Eagle Claw Kung Fu will also leave marks on their hands.
But Lu Sheng was different.
His time will restart every day, and as long as his moves are not exposed, there will be no traces of them just from his hands.
Another five months.
Lu Sheng has a good talent in martial arts and is willing to study it.
In eight months, I have achieved some success in Eagle Claw Kung Fu, Tan Kung Fu, Eagle Beak Knife, and Crazy Demon Stick.
Tried it in the pole gang.
With a white wax pole in his hand, all the bosses, big and small, are no match for him. Even Brother Ba, the number one thug in the pole gang, will be beaten by him within a dozen rounds and will lose his stick and dare not fight again.
Then.
Lu Sheng felt a little confused.
After every restart, he would take the white wax pole to challenge the masters.
The head catcher of the county government, the centurion of the city defense camp, and the school captain.
Even more.
He will use the Kungfu of the Eagle Claw Gate to go to the Tanjie Gate to kick the gym, or use the Kungfu of the Tan Leg Gate to cause trouble at the Eagle Claw Gate.
In the beginning, there were more losses than wins.
Several times, I was beaten to death on the spot because the other party made a sudden attack.
But when he opened his eyes, Lu Sheng found that he would restart until morning.
Then what else does he have to fear?
Gangzi Gang, Lu Sheng.
Today we are not only distinguishing between superior and inferior, but also deciding between life and death.
Kill kill kill...
Anyway, no matter if he beats someone else to death or someone else beats him to death, it will still restart the next day.
So he stopped holding back and started beating and killing every day.
As a result, Lu Sheng's martial arts improved rapidly.
He soon discovered that no one in Guobei County was his opponent in one-on-one.
Even the chief arrester of the county government, who is known as the murderer of Guobei County, could not last more than a hundred rounds before his head would be smashed by him.
"Lu Sheng, from the Gangzi Gang, came to visit Tan Zumen today using the crazy magic stick method."
Lu Sheng dragged the white wax pole and smashed the Tan Legmen sign with one stick: "Please beat me to death, please."
"Big Brother, he demolished our sign!"
"Big brother, beat him to death, beat him to death."
After more than ten rounds.
Lu Sheng beat Tan Zumen's senior brother to death with a stick, cupped his fists and said, "You all come together."
"Avenge your senior brother."
Disciples from the Tanzui Sect, No. 20 or 30, swarmed forward with sticks in hand.
The result.
Two fists were no match for four hands, so Lu Sheng was of course beaten to death.
But this is the feeling he wants.
One-on-one, no one is his opponent. If he wants to make progress, he must break through himself and put more pressure on himself.
The first time, seven disciples of Tan Zumen were beaten to death, and then they were besieged and died.
The second time, twelve disciples of Tan Zuimen were beaten to death and their heads were smashed with a stick.
The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...
Lu Sheng constantly challenges himself.
On the fifty-fourth time, Lu Sheng panted heavily and looked at the Tan Zumen disciple who had fallen to the ground, with a smile on his face.
"This kid is quite interesting."
Inside the bookstore.
Zhang Heng's eyes reflected everything.
At first, he thought that Lu Sheng would let himself go after discovering that he would be restarted every day, just like game players do to game NPCs, killing people, setting fires, stealing money, and doing all kinds of evil without any moral bottom line.
But he found that he was wrong.
Lu Sheng had great ideas and restarted the dream world more than 300 times. For almost a year, he had been constantly improving himself.
In the end, he even used a life-and-death fight to hone his will and martial arts.
If this were put in reality, he would have died hundreds of times, but this is the dream world. Unless Zhang Heng agrees, no one will die, which is suitable for a crazy fighting style.
"One day in the future, my dream world will be big enough to accommodate hundreds of millions of living beings, covering all the heavens and all realms."
"Is it possible that I can use the characteristics of the dream world to open a martial arts arena?"
"Or, make it a second world, where strong men from all over the world can enter after falling asleep, and then compete here, fight for hegemony, and hone themselves?"
Zhang Heng thought a little far ahead.
Those who do not plan for the eternity will not be able to plan for a moment.
Zhang Heng doesn't know what the future will look like.
But he knew that if he could create the grand blueprint he had in mind, he would have a place in the world.
After all, there are no secrets to him in the dream world. Here he is the god of rules and the god of creation.
Countless strong men competed under his eyes and shaped all kinds of magic. Naturally, these battles and magic will also become his nourishment.
What's more.
If you have the thought of being a strong man, you will die in battle in your dream.
This spiritual thought will also turn into the nutrients of dreams to strengthen the dream world.
One or two may not be noticeable.
But what about billions of living beings?
There are 100 million thoughts of true immortals fighting to death in dreams every day. Individually speaking, it is not that many. There is only a little spiritual thought, which has no impact on me at all.
It can gather sand to form a tower and soil to form a mountain. Changes in quantity will also cause changes in quality.
And so on.
Sooner or later, dreams will turn into the real world.
At that time, among the three thousand worlds, there will be one more world of dreams.
Zhang Heng sits on a vast world and is the master of the world. A saint would not dare to say that, but he should have a place under the saint.
"You're fine."
Lu Sheng is practicing.
Somewhere in the air, the voice of the gods floated in my mind.
"who?"
Lu Sheng stood up and looked around: "Who are you?"
"who I am?"
"I am God, the God of dreams."
"Your behavior has inspired me, and I am ready to reward you."
Zhang Heng did not show up in person, but spoke in the form of divine words that resounded in Lu Sheng's heart: "You should also have noticed that this world is not complete, and it repeats itself every day."
"Due to certain restrictions, this repetition will continue."
"For you, this is a torture."
"So I decided to put your spiritual thought back into reality so that you can become one with yourself."
"When the time comes, everything you get in the dream world can be brought back to reality. Are you willing?"
Willing or not.
I definitely want to.
Lu Sheng has lived in the dream world for a year, and the dream world that repeats every day seems to him to be more and more illusory and unreal.
He is like a mouse trapped in a cage, lonely and helpless.
If I could return to normal life with this martial arts skills, I dare not say that it would be easy to become the leader of the Gangzi Gang, unify all the gangs in Guobei County, and become an underground emperor.
This way, my sister won't have to suffer anymore.
"In that case, you go ahead."
Zhang Heng opened the dream world and pushed Lu Sheng's spiritual thoughts back into his body.
The next second.
Lu Sheng, who was sleeping soundly at home, suddenly woke up.
Looking at the familiar home and his sister lying beside him, humming as if eating, Lu Sheng's eyes lit up: "You're really back?"
Lu Sheng couldn't sleep.
I put on my clothes and walked out of the house, doing the Eagle Claw Kung Fu in the yard.
A set of movements was performed smoothly, and Lu Sheng was so happy that he jumped up and down. It was not a dream, he really learned the skills of Eagle Claw Gate and Tan Leg Gate, and became the best in Guobei County.
"sister!"
Lu Sheng happily ran back to the house.
"Um?"
Lu Yun opened her eyes drowsily, with a look of confusion on her face.
"I can make you live a good life."
Lu Sheng cried and laughed: "We don't have to suffer so much."
A few days later.
Lu Sheng took the white wax pole and asked someone to make two banners.
On the left, it is written: A wax pole can defeat Guo Bei invincibly.
On the right is written: I am unparalleled in fists and feet, and I am the king of the pole gang.
Parading the streets with banners.
He picked up eight leaders of the Gang, first became the leader of the Gang, and then set up an arena. He fought for seven days without losing a single game.
For a time, Lu Sheng's name resounded throughout the country.
There are even rumors that there lives a weasel in human form on the barren mountains in the southwest of Guobei County, and likes sticks.
Even it was defeated by Lu Sheng after more than 100 seconds. He said: "What a fierce person, what a vicious stick. How many people has he killed? The murderous intention is so strong that it is attached to the stick."
My spells are all broken."
In fact, it doesn't know.
For a year in the dream, there were fierce battles every day, not only to distinguish the superior and the inferior, but also to determine life and death.
Lu Sheng had already crossed over the thousand people to kill, and started to kill ten thousand people.
Such a vicious person, even if he has not practiced martial arts, is not something ordinary spirits can provoke.
A timid person would be instantly frightened to death if they met Lu Sheng's murderous gaze. It was a look that would make one's scalp numb just by looking at it.
"He unified the underground world in Guobei County and was called the Little Overlord of the White Pole."
"Hehe, accidentally, another person's fate was changed."
Zhang Heng discovered that he had reached this point.
Just like the old man in the novel, he can easily change other people's lives with just a few gestures.
Take Lu Sheng as an example.
Without his intervention, Lu Sheng would always be at the bottom of society, with little room for improvement.
Even if he has some talent in martial arts, where can he get a few taels of money to practice martial arts?
And having said that,
If it weren't for the dream world, it would be reset every day.
Even if Lu Sheng was given ten taels of silver, he would be more likely to buy a dowry for his sister rather than use the money to practice martial arts.
The reason for practicing martial arts is that it resets every day and there is no point in buying a dowry.
"I just don't know if Lu Sheng will be with Widow Qin in the future."
Through hundreds of observations.
There are not many people Lu Sheng cares about, including his sister Lu Yun and Widow Qin.
The first time Lu Sheng killed someone, he killed the husband who bullied Widow Qin.
Now back to reality, time no longer resets.
With his murderous character developed in the dream world, killing people is really like drinking water.
Unfortunately.
Zhang Heng can no longer wait for the results.
Because on this day, Yan Chixia came to see him.
It’s for the sake of Hengzhen Dao.
"I know about Xu Hongru's retreat. He told me that he also established Bailian as a saint. I have some connections with him. I also passed on her magic skills."
Zhang Heng answered and asked: "What happened?"
Yan Chixia's tone was faint: "Hengzhen Taoism has developed rapidly during this period. It has preached thousands of miles and has millions of followers. The Twelve Princes wrote a letter: Hengzhen Taoism wants to rebel."