Ming Dynasty Emperor System

He woke up again.

He remembered his previous experience.

At the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain, he had an unfriendly and even strange exchange with the pig named Locust.

He touched his head, and then spread his fingers out to cover the right side of his chest.

His expression gradually solidified, and then became pessimistic.

He couldn't hear that familiar thump, thump, thump.

Yes, since he has no heartbeat, he naturally has no heart.

Everything that happened before was real, his heart was taken away by that damn pig named Locust!

"You stupid pig who has been killed by a thousand cuts!" he shouted in agony.

Of course, this is under the premise that he imagines that he can 'ache'.

He was just imitating, imitating without any 'intention'.

In fact, he didn't feel that he willingly gave his heart to the pig as food.

In his opinion, the pig must have used some evil magic to confuse his soul.

Therefore, while he was unconscious and in an extremely weird state, he gave his heart to the pig.

He didn't even dare to think about why he was so kind after the pig made a request for food.

It's obviously just a pig. Even if he is a talking pig, he is just a monster at best.

That was his heart, and just like that, it was eaten as food for a full meal.

He was so dejected that he didn't even pay attention to his current position after waking up.

Suddenly, a melodious flute sounded, from far to near.

He slowly raised his head, and the sound of the flute broke into his ears.

"Where have I been?" he muttered to himself.

Wisps of mist descended from the end of the sky.

Did a hazy shadow flash in front of him?

He was surrounded by all kinds of auspicious clouds, the air was fresh and full of vitality, and the surroundings were like a fairyland.

"Huh-huh-huh-" The wind blew by one after another.

Only then did he realize that he was standing suspended in the air, and he didn't know when there were two more forces in his body.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, two groups of light, one gold and one gray, fluctuate.

It was these two groups of light that gave him power beyond mortals.

He felt incredibly powerful.

At least... at least I can kill ten pigs!

He thought so.

The sound of the flute was getting closer and closer, but he had no intention of looking for the source. Instead, he studied the power within his body with great interest.

That was something he had never dared to think about before.

Fairy?

He smiled, the corners of his mouth raised slightly bitterly.

He obviously just wants his heart back.

He is not interested at all in the great road or eternal life.

When I think about sleeping in the future, I won’t be able to hear my own heartbeat and I won’t be able to sleep peacefully.

He felt sad for a while.

"Oh - handsome son - cross the aisle - look at it - he has a good heart to sell - hey!"

There was a shouting sound from the distance, like humming a ditty, mixed with the sound of the flute, making people feel clear-sighted and comfortable.

He was moved. If he heard correctly, the voice just now seemed to mention 'selling one's heart'!

He is extremely excited now about anything that involves his heart.

He hurriedly followed the sound, only to see a huge shadow wandering at the end of the clouds, drifting leisurely towards the north at the moment.

"Hey - this way!" he growled.

The shadow did not stop and continued to move forward, as if it did not hear his cry.

"Damn it, you deaf thing!"

He spat, harnessing the unfamiliar power within his body, and flew toward the shadow at extremely high speed.

"Shua——" The swaying clothes stopped.

He came to the shadow and saw clearly what the shadow looked like.

It was not an imaginary thing, but a child riding on a green bull.

The green bull has a horn on its head and walks on the clouds with its four hooves.

The child has a flute tied to his waist and his feet are swaying.

"Hey - I just called you, why are you ignoring me?"

He looked a little angry.

"Why are you calling me? I don't know you, why should I pay attention to you?"

The child pouted, and the flute at his waist made bursts of melodious sounds.

It's quite a strange thing, but it's a pity that your master is a little disobedient.

He thought to himself, stepped forward, and looked at the child, his eyes lingering between the sleeves and robes, as if he was looking for something.

"I'm asking you, what are you going to do? Could it be you, could you - no, you can't do this, I'm just a child!"

The child was so scared that he couldn't help but cover his chest with his hands, looking pitiful as if he was afraid of being bullied.

He laughed angrily, patted his chest heavily, and asked:

"Where's your heart? Where's your heart?!"

"Heart? You want to buy a heart?"

When he heard this, his frown relaxed.

The feeling that I struggled with not knowing how to express before was released at this moment.

"Yes...yes, yes! My heart is gone, I have to buy it!"

The child stuck out his tongue and said:

"Not for sale."

After saying that, the child patted the green bull's horn and was about to leave.

His face tightened, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the child's clothes. He looked excited and shouted.

"Let go, let me go!"

The child was anxious. No matter how hard he tried to break free, he couldn't get away. The man in front of him was so powerful that it was scary.

"How can this reckless man be more powerful than the Giant Spirit God?"

The child muttered, and the flute at his waist also made a harsh noise.

He was at a loss and kept shouting:

"Heart, my heart is gone! My heart is gone! I want to buy my heart! You sell me your heart, you sell me a heart!"

"Okay, okay, I'll sell, I'll sell, okay? Hands! Let go of your hands first!"

His excitement slowly calmed down and he let go of his hand.

Unconsciously, his face was covered with tears.

When the child saw this, his eyes narrowed and he said in surprise:

"Aren't you heartless? Why are you still crying?"

"I don't know... I didn't want to. It's so sad. There's something in my body that feels sad too. It's that thing that wants to cry. It's that thing that wants to ask for your heart."

"Begging? No, I'm in business, I can't give it away for free. Also, where is that thing?"

"it's here."

He pointed to his head and poked his eyebrows.

"I see, it's exactly what Lao Jun said..."

The child nodded, and the green bull beneath him also nodded humanely.

"Where is your heart? Where are you hiding?" he asked.

"What's the rush? I guarantee there will be goods. You have to tell me first, what do you have in exchange for me?" the child said coldly.

"I have... uh, let me look for it."

He started groping up and down, much like he did when he was looking for food for the pig named Locust.

After groping for a long time, he made a sad face, spread his hands, and said helplessly:

"I didn't bring anything with me today. I originally had a cane. Why don't you follow me to Mount Buddha, where there is a scroll..."

"Forget it, I'm leaving."

The child wanted to leave, but he was impatient...