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Yin Changsheng pulled white rice, and a small plate of white meat and boiled cabbage were placed on the old wooden table, looking at the dark night outside the window and the black iron coffin in the middle of the house.

As a time traveler, he failed very much, had no achievements, and was simply an ordinary person who was stumbled.

In this world where populations rely on refreshment rather than childbirth, he has no special skills, except for his strong life and good luck.

A person who is not strong and has bad luck will not be as big as his life with such a very high mortality rate. He has long been backfired by the weirdness in his body. He said yes, yes

From birth, a strange thing will arise in everyone's body. Every year on the birthday, this strange thing will revive. After you survive, you can live for another year. If you can't survive, then there will be no you in the world, only strange thing.

Therefore, here, the birth date is also called the life sacrifice. If you don’t die, it is life, and if you die, no one will sacrifice.

At the beginning, Yin Changsheng was still full of confidence. He relied on his identity as a time traveler and wanted to analyze the strangeness and embark on the road of prosperity. Facts proved that this illusion quickly disappeared, which was something that could not be understood.

Sometimes Yin Changsheng wonders, will the people in this world be just a strange piece of clothing?

A conscious dress.

Some clothes are tougher, while others are poorer.

Yin Changsheng thought he might be the tougher one, so he lived to this day.

"There is still a quarter of an hour, haha." Although Yin Changsheng had experienced eighteen times, he was still panicked. No one knew whether he could survive this life sacrifice. He didn't want to die, even if he lived in this strange world all over the ground, he didn't want to die.

After a person dies, strangely crawls out of his body and wanders around the world.

He even thought of one thing: the reason why those strange people did not kill them might be because of the strangeness in their bodies.

He picked up the white rice and stuffed all the white meat and boiled cabbage into his mouth. To be honest, neither the white meat nor the boiled cabbage had any taste. He stopped eating it in his previous life after taking a few bites. But in this world, only every year's life festival can you eat good things.

He couldn't afford these dishes Yin Changsheng. They were given to the village. Even his slaughtered rice was a celebration of his survival.

Otherwise, I wouldn't even afford to eat white rice, so I could only eat some beans and other things to satisfy my hunger.

Because there are strange things wandering everywhere, except for humans, other living creatures or plants have extremely low survival rates. Only some can survive, ensuring daily food for humans.

After finishing his dead head meal, Yin Changsheng didn't wash the dishes, so he put it on the table. It wouldn't be too late to come out of the coffin the day after tomorrow. If he couldn't come out of the coffin, it would be meaningless whether he could wash it or not.

He pushed away the black iron coffin board and lay straight in. He even put a quilt inside and placed a pillow to ensure that he could lie more comfortably.

"The sliding coffin is still very good after eighteen years. I just don't know who the ex-command of this coffin is." Yin Changsheng covered the coffin board and fell into darkness. This coffin was not Yin Changsheng, but a neighbor who died in a strange resurrection when he refreshed eighteen years ago.

As usual, he should have entered the return lantern of life now, but Yin Changsheng did not. His life after traveling through time was very regular. He went out early and returned late to do farm work, and had a bite of food, and even had no communication between neighbors.

It’s not that he is withdrawn, but that in this environment, the neighbors have no intention of bragging about him. In addition, he has lived a long time and has changed more than ten of his neighbors, so he gradually stopped interacting.

Anyway, you will die sooner or later, so why bother to think about these things?

As for his previous life, he couldn't help but laugh. Many things have blurred over time. Whether it is relatives, friends, entertainment or work, many have disappeared in his mind, leaving only a rough outline.

"I hope my life will be stronger and my luck will be better, and I will live through this life sacrifice."

In the darkness, Yin Changsheng opened his eyes. He wanted to close his eyes, but he didn't dare, for fear that he would not be able to open his eyes again once he closed his eyes.

A world without hope, living is Yin Changsheng's goal, and he wants to live no matter what way.

In my mind, a black figure was staring at him with empty eyes.

At this moment, Yin Changsheng knew that it had passed the hour of Hai and had arrived at the hour of Zi on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Countless black mud kept gushing out from the figure's feet and spread from his mind to his body.

In an instant, black mud kept seeping out of his pores, covering his entire body, looking like a clay figure.

"Well, the family in my previous life should be Lantern Festival now."

Yin Changsheng coughed out a mouthful of black mud. He could clearly feel that his eyes were covered by black mud, and black mud flowed out of his nose. He instinctively wanted to wipe it with his hands, but his hands were pressed by the black mud so hard that they could not move.

"It seems that my life is not hard enough this time, so I can't save it."

This time, Yin Chang met the situation for the first time in 18 years. Before, he looked at the strange thing at most, and the most dangerous thing was to vomit black mud. Now, the situation is that this strange thing has revived in his body.

Yin Changsheng, who was about to die, was very calm. He knew that he was powerless to turn things around and no matter how he did, he could do nothing.

The black mud kept gushing out of his body, filling the black iron coffin with a lot of stuff, and even squeezed out of the gap and dripped into the house. The black mud was winding like a living thing.

Until the end, the black mud broke the entire black iron coffin, and a black figure stood in this house full of black mud.

Strange, revived.

Yin Changsheng's consciousness continued to fall in the dark until the moment when the world stagnated.

"Master, have my system done?" In the wooden house, a nine-year-old child wearing a plain Taoist robe was holding a volume of "Tao Te Ching-Notes" in his hand, while reading it carefully, but his mouth was a little lazy and turned his back to him not far away, and he was refining a mysterious magic weapon.

"What's the matter in a hurry? This thing takes time. You've been waiting for a month, and it's not too late for this little hour." The old Taoist was not confused at all, and he threw the talismans into a lotus.

"Death is not scary. What's scary is that after knowing death, I wait for death to come." The child put down the "Tao Te Ching-Note" in his hand and looked at the old man in purple robe.

"Wow, it's quite educated. It's worthy of being the emperor and noble. Speaking of which, you come from one line after another. If you didn't see your national fortune protecting your body and become a purple Qiu, you must be the legitimate son and grandson, with extraordinary favor. If you kill you, you are afraid that you will give your elders a handle, and you will come across the border and kill you. The old Taoist would have wiped you out as an alien demon, so you won't change your surname Zhao and gave you the name of Wugui." The old Taoist curled his lips and said a little disdainful.

"Of course, although I was a useless man in my previous life, I was the most favored at home. Master, I would like to ask, if I didn't accept this name at the beginning," Zhao Wugui asked curiously.

"Then you can only turn you into ashes." The old Taoist turned his back to Zhao Wugui, and suddenly his head rotated 360 degrees, his eyes turned white, and he stared at Zhao Wugui like an evil ghost.

Zhao Wugui was not afraid and stared back: "Master, today is only the 16th. You have used this trick thirty-six times this month. Also, if you play, don't break my system."

Hearing this, the old Taoist turned his head back: "Tsk tsk, it's not cute at all. No matter how you look at it, this reaction doesn't look like a nine-year-old child."

"Master, I lived to my seventies in my previous life. I was not considered a child no matter how I said it." Zhao Wugui slowly looked at the books in his hand and complained.

"Wow, that's because you couldn't practice martial arts in your previous life. If you go back now, your parents will not even look like this. Besides, the world in your previous life must have undergone a huge change. According to the old Taoist speculation, at least it has been annexed one of the worlds of fortunes, so that your energy can be transformed into purple qiu. When you were born, you didn't have such a strong national fortune to protect your body. It was just a little purple qiu. It has risen to hundreds of feet in just two or three years, and it has come across borders. This is not too much pampering, it is petting heaven." The old Taoist said in a nagging manner, and the lotus in his hand was gradually changing in three dimensions.

"Oh, it's true that this is recorded in this classic, but it still records in the classics that the premise is that it has to be useful within the country or in a world of luck, it's useless." Although the old Taoist said this, Zhao Wugui didn't care.

"Hmph, I don't know how to be blessed!" The old Taoist reached out and pinched it, grabbed a rune from the lotus, threw it to heaven, and the rune spread out a curve and hit Zhao Wugui's head, then turned into a pool of water stains, pouring it on his head full of wet.

"Master, you are all bored." Zhao Wugui reached out to grop in his hair, and touched a sudden point at the back of his head. He reached out to grab it. It was the rune and threw it back to the old man: "This thing is a pure carrier of rules, an indescribable item. You can throw it at me casually, don't be afraid of something wrong with me." Although Zhao Wugui said this, he was not worried.

"What are you afraid of? In two days, your luck will turn from emptiness to reality. Even if you are not in your previous life, you can restore your power. Then all ghosts and gods will be able to destroy you, and all things will be difficult to invade you."

After the old Taoist said this, Zhao Wugui became interested: "It's true or false, don't lie to me."

"You little boy, when did I cheat you?" The old man turned his head and asked, "Okay, do you want a necklace or a ring for this thing? If it really doesn't work, I can tattoo it on you."

Zhao Wugui looked at the green lotus spinning in the old Taoist's hand and was speechless: "How can this thing be tattooed? Press it on your body, and give me a pair of armor."

"Full body armor? You kid is just a parenting system. Whoever makes full body armor at most is a necklace ring, and the bigger ones are wrist guards, etc. You actually want to make full body armor!!!" This time it was the old Taoist's turn speechless.

"What's wrong? No, you can persuade me. You are also a big boss-level figure. The things you make must be good things. It would be a waste not to make the whole body armor." Zhao Wugui was not very conscious about this. Although he didn't know how strong the old Taoist was, he would definitely have an extraordinary cultivation level when he could detect him as soon as he traveled through time.

"Forget it, let's make a necklace for you. Anyway, it's a parenting system, which is used in transition. You have to make your own system in two years." The old Taoist ignored Zhao Wugui's suggestion that he wanted to make the parenting system into a full body armor and refined it into a necklace by himself: "There is another thing. The basic cultivation theory has been entered into the parenting system. You can take time to see it yourself in the future. There is also the fact that you are known as the master of theory in your previous life, and you are afraid that you can import martial arts theory into the system together."

"Yes, yes, and, I am not a great master of theory, I am a great master." Zhao Wugui specially corrected the mistake of the old Taoist.

Wu Mingkong, male, time traveler, eighteen years old, unmarried.

As the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, as a time traveler with a fetal level, he was a little sorry for his name in a low-key manner, which was the sun and the moon.

Why is he so low-key? It’s not because the gold finger progress bar in his mind has not been full, and the gold finger has not arrived yet.

As an ordinary person, he travels through time and is reborn in the royal family, so what should he do in the first step?

The answer is Gou.

Especially when the golden finger has not arrived, it should not be popular. What can be said at the age of one or two, and what is written by Wu Mingkong is not the material of Wu Mingkong.

What would happen if an ordinary person was involved in a palace struggle?

Wu Mingkong didn't know that he had been here for the past eighteen years, neither fighting nor robbing, mainly because the golden finger in his mind had not yet arrived.

So he went out to open the mansion early to live alone. The emperor didn't care about the cheapness. The first eight princes had already opened the mansion. It didn't matter if Wu Mingkong had not reached the crown. If Wu Mingkong had not applied this time, the emperor would probably have forgotten that he had such a son.

On the day of opening the mansion, there was no one coming, except for the clan mansion to register and send servants.

Wu Mingkong was also happy, especially when the monthly salary given by the clan mansion was enough for him to eat, drink and have fun. In fact, this is also reasonable. Although he is just a prince who is not on the verge of being a prince, he is still the legitimate son of the royal family, not a concubine. Naturally, he cannot lose weight and lose face to the royal family.

But today is different, the gold finger progress bar in his mind is about to be 100%.

Although I don’t know what type of gold finger this is, the time traveler with gold fingers and without gold fingers is not treated the same way.

So today I was hiding alone in my dormitory and told the servants not to disturb him.

[Wanwei copy system has been started and is loading...]

[Thank you: The true emperor of all things and stars, the king who shines through the white light, the master of the Peach Blossom Land, the snake of the time...]

Wu Mingkong waited for a while and found that the loading was a bit slow. The golden finger would not be loaded for him for another eighteen years, which is a bit of a scam.

Looking at the three little dots behind Xie Xie, thinking that the current situation is still idle, otherwise I would click to see it, and then I thought about it. I immediately pulled out a large part of the thanks below. This made Wu Mingkong look at the black line at the end of the search: "This golden finger is still produced by a joint product???"

[Thank you for the viewing, the Wanwei copy system has been loaded]

"???" Wu Mingkong was even more terrified. These big guys were too shameless. He had to finish reading the thanks. If he didn't look at the thanks just now, would this golden finger have to be stuck in it again?

【Please enter a nickname...】

"Zhu." Wu Mingkong spitted out this word without hesitation. The sun and the moon are in the sky, so he naturally wants to shine the world. Regardless of whether he can do it or not, he will improve his style first.

【After creating a nickname, give a gift package for beginners】

[The introduction of the Wanwei dungeon system has been completed, please explore the rest by yourself]
To be continued...