The problematic world of fast travel is being repaired

Chapter 132 The world of comprehension is not easy to mix (2)

In an unknown alley in the world of cultivation, a young man with a limp leg, scars all over his body, and blindness was groping step by step in the darkness with a stick.He walked very slowly, and even in this alleyway, he had fallen down countless times.

Every time he fell, blood would flow from the scars on his body, but he did not give up, got up and kept walking.There was no light or sound in the dark alley, and he was the only one left in the world.

He smiled mockingly to himself. Fortunately, there is hope when he is alive.

"Well"

What is the sound?The boy paused, thinking whether to go back or continue forward.The voice seemed to be very close to him, and he couldn't run away even if he looked like this.

Use the wooden stick to move forward little by little until you encounter an obstacle. The obstacle did not move. Thinking of the sound you just heard, could it be a comatose person?
He limped and approached step by step, hesitated for a while, and stretched his hand towards the obstacle that seemed to be a person.With only a light touch, he immediately retracted his hand.

It's warm, it's people.

At this time, he felt that the people on the ground were moving again. He took two steps back and listened for the movement.

When An Shuyan opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an alleyway.The sky was pitch black except for the bright moon.He sat up and saw through the moonlight a very pitiful child sitting in front of him. Why was he pitiful?Blind, lame, and covered in injuries, isn't that pitiable?

Why is this child here?Why am I here?Looking at the child's bun and clothes, they are obviously tattered ancient costumes. Could it be that I have traveled through time?

Thinking of this, she hurriedly lowered her head to look at her clothes, which were also ancient clothes, the style was pretty, and the fabric felt good to the touch.But it frightened her, could it be that my soul had penetrated?God, what did I do wrong, should I be so miserable.

An Shuyan is completely confused about her situation and identity now. She remembers that she just read the novel a little late, and there is nothing unusual about her home or body, so why did she just wear it?

You know, her job has just been settled.

Looking at the child again, why didn't he speak?Could it be my relatives?According to the law of heroine time travel, princesses and concubines are no longer popular, but bitter cabbages are popular.When the heroine crosses over, she shows her talents to change the fate of Xiaobaicai, makes a fortune, and then finds a good peach blossom, gives birth to a few white and fat buns, and has a happy reunion.

These thoughts were fleeting, and An Shuyan looked at the little boy with an extremely gentle smile.Although the little boy couldn't see, it is said that the blind person's sense of touch is very good.

"Little brother, do you know me? Am I your relative? Where is this?"

The little boy seemed to be frightened by her, holding a wooden stick in front of him defensively.

An Shuyan was a little embarrassed. Her voice just now was gentler and more friendly. Why was this little boy so timid?Looking at the scars all over his body, he must have suffered a lot. An Shuyan felt sour in his heart.

But for now, it is still necessary to figure out the identity of this body. In other words, doesn't it require a fusion process for the soul to attach to another body?Why does she always feel that this body is her own?Could it be that she has been in a coma for a long time, and her soul and body have completely merged?

"Little brother?"

"I don't know you." The child's clear and resistant voice came, making An Shuyan stunned for a moment. Could this boy be a passerby?

"Little brother, are you really not my relative?"

"No."

"Then when did you find me?"

"just."

The answer is really concise.At this time, there was a cooing sound, An Shuyan was embarrassed, and quickly lowered his head to look at his abdomen.However, she doesn't seem to be hungry.

The cooing sound came again. An Shuyan looked up and saw that the little boy's face seemed embarrassed. Looking at his hands covering his stomach, it turned out that it was coming from this child.

"Are you hungry? Is your home nearby? I can take you back." An Shuyan felt that it was too unsafe for the little boy to go home alone at night, considering that he was the first person he saw after traveling through time. For her own sake, she could send him back first, and then go find someone to ask about the current dynasty and year.

After hearing this, the young man paused and said coldly: "I don't have a home."

An Shuyan was startled, he was still an orphan.He asked again, "Do you have a place to live?"

The little boy continued to shake his head.

An Shuyan sighed, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said to him: "I have no home or relatives now." Then he reached out and touched his head. This body was wrapped with ancient A bun with seemingly two hairpins on it.He pulled out the hairpin casually and his hair became loose.

An Shuyan's hand paused. Why was the ancient bun so troublesome?

In ancient times, it seemed that disheveled hair was bad. Recalling the ancient hairstyle her roommate taught her, An Shuyan tied her hair into a simple bun with a hairpin.

The little boy opposite didn't know what she was doing, but when she heard that she was also homeless, he felt a sense of sympathy and did not leave immediately.

After tying up his hair, An Shuyan looked at the hairpin in his hand. It was a simple jade hairpin. It seemed to be of good quality and could be exchanged for money.

"Little brother, let's go, sister will treat you to dinner."

"Ask me?" The little boy's tone was somewhat uncertain.

An Shuyan took his hand and said boldly: "That's right. By the way, are there any food stalls at this hour?"

"Stall?" The little boy scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Are you talking about a restaurant? The restaurant in Pingxiao City has not yet closed."

An Shuyan was stunned, "Isn't there that kind of food sold on the roadside?"

The little boy thought for a while, seemed to understand what she meant, shook his head and said: "I heard that there are many such stalls in the mortal world, but in the world of cultivation these things can only be found in the relatively remote and close to the mortal world. Pingxiao The city is the largest city under the Wanfa Sect, and the food in most restaurants is made of ingredients containing spiritual energy."

An Shuyan opened his mouth wide in surprise, and his whole body became stiff.The mortal world, Wanfazong, spiritual energy, what are these and what?God, what kind of grudge do I have with you, you want to send me to the cruel world of comprehension.

The little boy didn't hear the reply and felt a little uneasy and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

An Shuyan came back to his senses, and asked without hope: "Is the currency here silver or Lingshi?"

The little boy replied: "Lingshi, I know all this, why don't you know?"

An Shuyan laughed twice, thinking why did his body appear in the realm of comprehension?Could it be that the original owner is also a cultivator?So could the jewelry on her body be a magic weapon? An Shuyan picked up the hairpin and looked at it for a while, but he didn't see half of the magic weapon.

"Little brother, what do you usually eat?"

"Wild fruits, rotten vegetable leaves, eat whatever you can."

After An Shuyan heard this, his heart became more and more sour, "Is there a restaurant here for ordinary people to eat?"

"Yes, the currency there can use gold or jade instead of spirit stones."

After hearing this, An Shuyan felt a little relieved, she was penniless, and had to sell this hairpin to eat.

"Little brother, take me to the pawn shop first. By the way, my name is An Shuyan, what's your name?"

The little boy was silent again, and after a while, he finally uttered a name: "Quluo".

(End of this chapter)