Qi Yuan was panting and hugging the tree trunk. After a long time of effort, he carefully slid down from the tree to the ground. It wasn't that he didn't want to jump off directly, but because he had old arms and legs, he was afraid that he would be in trouble if he fell out.
After hammering his waist, Qi Yuan, who had regained his breath, looked at the mess left behind after the flood receded and couldn't help but sigh.
He was originally just a young chef working in a hotel. After several years of hard work, he only started to cook a few months ago. However, after a car accident, he inexplicably possessed the body of the old man who had just died in the flood. This made
While he was glad that he could live again, he was also cursing secretly.
Just travel through time, but even if you can't be reborn as an emperor or a duke in a prominent family like other big guys, at least you have to be younger, even if it's the drowned guy not far ahead.
A man in his thirties is fine too!
Facing the small patch of water in front of him, he vaguely took a look at his current appearance. He was a thin old man, with a body like a stick that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. Years of hard work had accumulated on this body.
There are too many traces left on it, not to mention the wrinkles on his face, even his beard and hair have turned white. The age of this body in memory is already fifty-eight, which suddenly transforms him from a young child to an old man.
together.
As the saying goes, seventy years of life are rare, but I am living in ancient times now. With the living standards of this era, I don't know how many years I can live.
This made him want to cry without tears. He looked up at the sky and wanted to curse God, but he didn't dare.
Because, according to the remaining memories in my mind, this place was during the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and there were also gods and monsters.
Qi Yuan guessed that this was probably the World of Conferred Gods. In this case, there must be a more powerful existence, the Taoist Hongjun who was in harmony with Tianhe.
If he cursed out loud, he might be struck to death by a thunderbolt.
Even if he is just an ordinary bad old man now, Patriarch Hongjun will not care about him at all, but since he was reborn in such a magnificent era, he inevitably has a dream of becoming an immortal and a god in his heart.
If you are lucky enough to become an immortal in the future, you may be beaten by Taozu for this matter, so you'd better be careful.
In the last years of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, King Zhou was brutal, wars broke out everywhere, and the world was in chaos. However, this was still a world full of gods and monsters, and human life was as cheap as grass in the chaotic world.
I remember that in the later stages of the Conferred Gods War, because too many people died, King Zhou wanted to capture the young men, but even the elderly and children were dragged to the battlefield to fight as soldiers.
Looking at his old arms and legs, he didn't want to be taken to the battlefield at this old age.
In the Great Tribulation of the Gods, even the masters who became immortals suffered countless casualties, while the ordinary soldiers could only be regarded as cannon fodder at best.
Before Qi Yuan could sigh, he heard a gurgling sound in his stomach, and his heart suddenly became more and more painful.
The original owner of this body was an ordinary old man outside Sanshan Pass. His family had several acres of thin farmland. Although he lived in poverty, he could barely survive. But now a flood has washed away the entire village. I don’t know if there are any more.
People are lucky to survive.
I stayed in the tree for two full days before the flood receded. When I first woke up, I was filled with water and could barely stay full. Now that I haven't had any water or rice in the past two days, I can only hear the sound of
Qi Yuan, whose stomach was rumbling and feeling dizzy due to hunger, managed to pull himself together and looked around. He saw a pear tree in a courtyard not far away that was destroyed by floods, with more than a dozen pears growing sparsely.
Although it hasn't reached the mature stage yet, I don't care about that much now.
Qi Yuan stepped forward, found a branch and cut down a few green pears, wiped them on the old and white coarse cloth clothes on his body, and started eating.
The green and astringent taste of pears was not very good, but he still devoured four or five of them in a row before he stopped and did not dare to eat any more, for fear of filling his stomach.
Looking at the desolate scenery around him after the flood, Qi Yuan shook his head helplessly, but since he had fallen into such a situation, he should think about how to survive.
It is not easy for the human race to survive on the ancient land. They have to face natural disasters and man-made disasters, and they also have to endure the invasion of demons and monsters who don't know when and where they will appear from nowhere. How dare someone like him with no skills dare to be alone out there, let alone
Monsters, even ordinary beasts may become his talisman at any time.
After rummaging through the muddy ruins, I managed to gain a little bit. I found an earthen pot, a kitchen knife, and a tattered animal skin, but nothing else.
He knocked down the few green pears left on the pear tree, packed them in earthen jars, and carried them on his back as he walked upstream along the river.
In my memory, the city of Sanshanguan is located more than ten miles away. No matter what, go to a populated place first, and then talk about how to survive in the future.
I remember that the commander-in-chief of Sanshanguan was called Deng Jiugong. He later surrendered to Xiqi. If that didn't work out, he could join his army and become a fire-headed soldier in the military camp. With his skills, it shouldn't be difficult to make a living.
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It's just that the battlefield we are about to face is too dangerous for ordinary soldiers, and they may lose their lives at any time, so it is better not to enter the military camp.
Qi Yuan's understanding of Fengshen was only that he had watched some film and television works and knew the general plot. He could remember Deng Jiugong mainly because he had a very beautiful daughter named Deng Chanyu, who later married the ugly and ugly Tu Xingsun.
Frustrated little dwarf.
Although I was a little bit unhappy that a woman like Deng Chanyu ended up marrying an unattractive guy like Tu Xingsun, with my current decrepit appearance, I am afraid that apart from my height, I have no other qualifications to look down on others.
Tu Xingsun!
I was thinking wildly along the way, and after walking for half a day, I saw a city in the distance. I was refreshed, my tired legs gained strength, and I sped up to the city gate.
Two rows of soldiers stood at the city gate to maintain order. Qi Yuan followed a few woodcutters carrying firewood into the city, but did not encounter any difficulties.
People were coming and going in the city, and it was a bustling scene.
Although Sanshanguan is mainly used to garrison soldiers and horses to intimidate the princes in the south, as a city that can support an army of 100,000 people, it will naturally generate a lot of industries, so it has a large population and is relatively prosperous.
After Qi Yuan entered the city, he looked around and hadn't thought about what he should do. Then he suddenly heard a burst of cheers from the front.
Looking up, he saw a lot of people gathered in a circle at the intersection ahead. Qi Yuan squeezed in and saw that it was a few jugglers performing tricks. Everyone looked surprised and cheered.
Qi Yuan originally thought that this was no different from street magic, but when he took a closer look, he found that it was different.
He saw one of the old men, who was able to create water and fire out of thin air without the help of any props, and the changes varied with the opponent's movements, which immediately made Qi Yuan's eyes light up.
He suddenly realized that this was a mythical world, with gods, demons and demons. Could it be that this old man was a strange man with magical powers? Although it was indeed a bit miserable to be a street performer, he might also be an outsider. In this case,
I was traveling around the world of mortals.
Qi Yuan stood in the field and watched for a while, and found that the performers were a family. The old man brought his two sons and daughter-in-law, as well as his granddaughter and grandson. People in this era had few entertainment options, so the crowd of onlookers kept cheering.
When the performance was over, the old man took his two children and asked everyone for rewards.
Although there were many people watching, there were only a few who actually gave rewards.
Looking at the pitiful little girl in front of him, the penniless Qi Yuan felt a little embarrassed. Finally, he took out two green pears from the jar and put them in the pocket of the little girl's hand.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way."
At this time, a group of officers and soldiers came from a distance, dispersed the pedestrians blocking the road, and went to the city gate to post a notice.
Then I heard the leader shout: "There is an evil dragon in the river outside the city. It caused a flood during the heavy rain and flooded many villages. It threatened the people along the coast to sacrifice boys and girls. Now the General Military Mansion is recruiting brave men and strange people."
I will kill this evil dragon, but anyone who has made a great contribution will be greatly rewarded."
The onlookers were in an uproar. Unexpectedly, the flood was caused by a dragon, and there was a lot of discussion.