All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

Zhutian: Sharing Talents with Countless Me Text Volume Chapter 84 Progress in Three Worlds and Newcomers in Ancient Costumes Chu Yang [Please vote for me and follow up] "You are not really doing research and being stupid, are you?"

Shanks rolled his eyes back at him.

"Captain, I want to save this fish man."

Chu Yang said solemnly.

"Mr. Tom? Why..." Halfway through Shanks' words, he suddenly realized: "I forgot that you were rescued by the fish-men."

"Mr. Tom? You know him..." Chu Yang also said suddenly: "He built the Pirate King's ship. It would be strange that you don't know him."

Shanks nodded.

At this time, Beckman suddenly appeared, put his arm around Chu Yang's shoulders, and whispered: "Actually, we knew about this very early, but the captain said that Mr. Tom could complete the sea train, so we didn't bother."

Shanks sighed with emotion: "If it weren't for Chu Yang leaving for a while, I wouldn't have thought of coming to the Capital of Seven Waters to renovate the Redfors at this time. I originally wanted to celebrate Mr. Tom privately after the completion of the project. , but I didn’t expect such a thing to happen today..."

Chu Yang looked at Tom who was injured all over his body and asked, "Save someone now?"

Shanks shook his head, "No, the reason I haven't taken action until now is because I'm afraid that Mr. Tom's disciples will be implicated."

Chu Yang looked around and found no trace of Franky.

All he saw was Spandam, who was all bandaged.

Obviously this guy has been broken by Franky.

Beckman chuckled and said: "Don't worry, wait until we are at sea. There are many warships watching around, and we can't do anything here."

Chu Yang nodded.

Tom was escorted to the sea train "Smoking Tom" that he built himself.

The culprit, Spandam, was also carried in by his men.

The crew members of the red-haired pirates were also returning to the ship one after another, preparing to sail.

The patrolling warships were a bit slower to react. They only reacted after the Redfors followed the Smoking Tom and left the Capital of Seven Waters.

Several people headed towards Judiciary Island at the same time.

The news quickly spread back to the Navy headquarters. Sengoku, who was still an admiral at this time, took the call and his expression changed drastically after hearing the report.

Warring States rushed to Judicial Island on warships with a bunch of lieutenant generals and major generals without stopping.

They thought the red-haired pirates' target was Judiciary Island.

At the same time, the Redfors was getting closer and closer to the Smoky Tom, and Spangdam on the train also noticed something unusual.

"Damn it, those pirates are coming for us!"

"Red hair?"

"Why does he want to get out of this muddy water?"

Spangdam was scared.

In addition to the white-bearded Edward Newgate who has firmly established himself as the Pirate Emperor, Kaido of the Beasts, and Big Mom Charlotte Lingling, Shanks is already the veritable first person under the Pirate Emperor!

How could Spandam not be afraid of such an enemy targeting him?

Redford.

“How do you stop this sea train?”

"If you use brute force, Mr. Tom in the car will be injured!"

"If it doesn't work, then we can only destroy the track!"

"This was built by Mr. Tom. If it is damaged, he will be very angry, right?"

Everyone was talking about how to save Tom.

Shanks had a headache after hearing this.

The surrounding warships are constantly approaching. If it is too late, it may not be possible to take action.

At this moment, Chu Yang saw a young man standing on the track in the distance.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer.

"I have a way." Chu Yang jumped onto the side of the ship, half-crouched and turned around and said, "I'll leave the surrounding navy to you!"

Shanks stretched out his hand to stop Chu Yang, "What are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Chu Yang flying out.

Yes.

Chu Yang flew out.

The technique of earth escape and super light and heavy rock is used.

Shanks stood stunned.

The crew members, including Beckman, were also stunned.

"Captain, I seem to be a little seasick today. I saw Yang flying."

"Shanks, I'm a little seasick too. He flies pretty fast."

"Captain... ugh... I'm really seasick..."

The warship launched a bombardment without any warning, causing the Redfors to swing from side to side. People stood on the deck as if they were playing on a seesaw.

Shanks came to his senses and immediately ordered the crew to attack to cover Chu Yang.

Chu Yang quickly flew directly above the train, fell into the cab, kicked the driver into the sea, and then stepped on the brakes.

The high-speed sea train almost derailed, and after running a short distance, it slowly stopped.

The young man's eyes were dull and he opened his arms blankly, blocking the train.

At this time, the distance between the train and him was only an arm's length.

On the other side, Chu Yang was attacked as soon as he came out of the cab. A group of naval soldiers from Judiciary Island and spies affiliated with CP9 opened fire at the same time.

Facing a group of miscellaneous fish, Chu Yang raised his arm and summoned a thick tree stump.

After sweeping around, the car suddenly became extremely clean.

In the corner, Spangdam was trembling.

I hate it.

Why didn't you just beat me out together?

Spandam cursed inwardly.

Chu Yang walked up to Spandam and pinched the bandage covering his wound.

Spandam let out a wail of agony.

Chu Yang activated his Overlord Color, knocked him unconscious, and then threw him out of the carriage.

Killing this kind of person will only dirty your own hands. It is better to throw him into the sea to feed the fish, which can also be regarded as maintaining ecological balance.

Environmental protection is important.

When he reached the second carriage, Chu Yang saw Tom. He was slumped in the corner, covered in blood and his breath was weak.

Chu Yang quickly stepped forward and transferred a large amount of life force into Tom's body.

The frightened Frankie finally came to his senses and rushed into the car, just in time to see Chu Yang treating Tom.

Franky had tears in his eyes and was very nervous.

Chu Yang ignored him and focused on passing on his life force to Tom.

Franky slowly approached, wanting to see Tom's condition, but Chu Yang suddenly stood up and kicked him out.

Franky vomited a large mouthful of blood, was kicked out, and fell into the sea. The blood soon stained the surrounding seawater red.

Young Franky can't get involved with the red-haired pirates, otherwise he will be the first to suffer after they leave.

Chu Yang knew this, so he kicked him hard.

Then, he left the sea train with Tom, whose breathing gradually stabilized.

The naval artillery attack was very intense.

But the Redfors, which had just undergone modification, was not timid at all, and also responded with intensive artillery fire.

Both sides exercised restraint and no close combat occurred.

However, the navy's formation is constantly closing, and there is a tendency of encirclement.

At this moment, Chu Yang took Tom back to the boat.

Shanks shouted from the bow of the ship.

"start sailing!"

Warring States, who arrived belatedly, could only watch the Redfors break through the naval siege and leave towards the unknown waters.

In fact, he was relieved.

He is the only general left behind at the headquarters. If there is a conflict with the red-haired pirates in the Seven Rivers Capital, the Navy headquarters will be empty of combat power, and big problems are likely to occur.

Warring States came here and were under considerable pressure. Fortunately, Shanks didn't have any thoughts about Judiciary Island.

"Speaking of which, why on earth did this guy make such a fuss?"

On the way back, Sengoku turned around and asked the admirals around him.

A major general replied: "I heard that the red-haired pirates rescued the shipwright Tom who should have been executed."

Warring States thought for a while and asked: "Is it the Tom who built the 'Auro Jackson' and is known as the world's number one shipbuilder?"

The major general nodded and said: "Yes, General of the Warring States Period."

"That's not surprising." Warring States breathed a long sigh of relief, "The red hair turned out to be someone on Roger's ship. This action was probably to repay the favor."

The major general asked in surprise: "Is Red-haired Shanks actually a crew member of Roger the Pirate King?"

"You don't know?" Warring States looked around and found many people showing shocked expressions.

"General Warring States, don't reveal such big information at every turn. It will scare people, just like Mr. Garp."

Kuzan, the then lieutenant general, leaned against the side of the ship with a look of helplessness.

"Don't compare me with that old fool." Warring States was furious when he heard Garp's name, and said angrily: "Now that the new world is in crisis, he ran back to the East China Sea and didn't know what he was doing!"

"I don't know, but Mr. Karp said that the next time I see red hair, I will kill him..." Kuzan shrugged and joked: "It seems that the two of them have a big feud."

The night he left the Capital of the Seven Waters, Tom woke up and knew that he was on the Redfors. Tom was silent for a long time.

"If you go back now, everyone who has anything to do with you in the Seven Waters City will be punished by the World Government. In the worst case scenario, it will probably be the death penalty per capita."

Chu Yang reminded from the side.

Tom sighed deeply, "Why did you save me? You must have other purposes, right?"

Shanks smiled and said: "The only purpose is to repay your kindness. Without the 'Auro Jackson' that you worked so hard to build, it would be difficult for Captain Roger to fulfill his ideals, and of course there would be no One Piece in the future."

When Tom heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Shanks with surprise.

"I was once a trainee crew member of the Roger Pirates." Shanks scratched his head and said.

Only then did Tom remember that there were indeed two little carrot heads on the Roger pirate ship, and it seemed that one of them had red hair.

The two chatted for a long time, and then Shanks invited Tom to join the party tonight.

There is nothing more worthy of celebration than successfully saving the life of a companion.

At least, that's the case for the red-haired pirates.

The restaurant, which was four or five times wider than before, was turned into a banquet hall, which was brightly lit all night.

All the pirates sang and danced, and the wine glasses in their hands were never empty.

Tom slowly blended in, and it didn't take long for him to get drunk. When he got up the next day, he accepted the fact that he had become a member of the ship.

Chu Yang returned to research.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood, but the research on blood factor technology is going very smoothly.

Five days later, Chu Yang successfully extracted a bloodline factor with the wood escape effect.

…………

Naruto World.

Chu Yang, who had practiced in Shigu Forest for many days, successfully understood the sage mode, but he was not yet able to enter this state instantly like Senju Hashirama.

It's not that easy to instantly enter sage mode.

Even Jiraiya, who would later become one of the three ninjas, could not do it.

It requires harmonizing the balance of the three energies in the body.

Physical energy, mental energy, natural energy.

Chakra is the product of a balance between physical energy and spiritual energy. To add natural energy to it, you must break the established balance.

But inertia is terrible.

Especially when the body is used to how to produce chakra, this inertia has long since developed into instinct.

This is the fundamental reason why it is difficult to practice in Immortal Mode.

When you are highly concentrated, it is not difficult to enter the sage mode.

The hard part is keeping moving in sage mode, even fighting.

Chu Yang successfully made facial makeup appear on his face on the first day he entered Shigu Forest to practice.

The freewheeling operation took three days.

It took five days to conduct a normal battle.

This speed was unprecedented in the eyes of Immortal Slug, but Chu Yang was still not satisfied.

There's no point if you can't guarantee that you can enter Immortal Mode at any time during a battle.

For this reason, Chu Yang specifically went to ask Senju Hashirama for advice.

Senju Hashirama: "That's it...then this...and finally that."

Chu Yang: "???"

As Senju Hashirama gestured, the words he spoke made Chu Yang feel familiar yet unfamiliar.

He seemed to feel that his description was very detailed, even vivid.

Until Chu Yang looked at him blankly.

"Tobirama has always said that I am not suitable to be a teacher..." Senju Hashirama scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed, "I think actual combat is easier for you to understand."

Chu Yang sighed, this is the rhythm that will make him beaten.

But in order to enter immortal mode faster, Chu Yang could only nod in agreement.

In actual combat, except for the sage mode, other ninjutsu or senjutsu cannot be used, which means that Senju Hashirama's most dominant wood escape cannot be used.

In terms of physical skills alone, the gap between Chu Yang and Qianju Zhu is actually not that big now.

The problem is that Senju Hashirama will not give Chu Yang a chance to enter the immortal mode in actual combat. He has been suppressing Chu Yang from the beginning.

The Senju Hashirama in Sage Mode fights Chu Yang, who does not have Sage Mode and can only use physical skills. The outcome can be imagined.

Chu Yang was stunned.

Not to mention entering sage mode, he could only barely defend himself against Senju Hashirama's attacks despite all his efforts.

More often than not, he is like a human-shaped punching bag.

The two fought from morning until dusk.

Chu Yang's whole body was swollen.

Senju Hashirama said in a refreshing voice: "I haven't had this much fun in a long time. The last time I fought was with Madara. After becoming Hokage, I didn't have many opportunities to take action. Sometimes I really envy Madara. At least he can still fight the tailed beast." fighting."

"How's it going? After fighting for so long, have you found any feeling?"

Chu Yang, who had a bruised nose and face, looked up at Senju Hashirama and said resentfully: "Do I look like I have feelings?"

Senju Hashirama held his breath and asked solemnly: "Who are you?"

Chu Yang sighed deeply, "Teacher, this joke is not funny at all."

"Really? Hahaha." Senju Hashirama scratched his head and smiled to himself.

Senju Hashirama's teaching method is simple and violent.

But it was very effective, and it stimulated Chu Yang's potential to the fullest. Chu Yang was beaten for three days and three nights, and finally learned the technique of how to instantly enter the immortal mode during the battle.

………………

Harry Potter world.

After Chu Yang mastered the three unforgivable curses, he restarted his research on curses.

As for the wand, it's temporarily on hiatus.

Chu Yang's wand-making skills have reached a very high level, and he has even found a replacement formula for the wand core, but it is still difficult to find a stable substitute for the wand core so that "himself" in other worlds can make wands.

So Chu Yang decided to change his research direction and prepare to learn the secret of wandless spellcasting from Professor Flitwick or Principal Dumbledore.

The wand is actually a product of Europe. Before the British wizard Esther established the Ilvermorny School, the Aboriginal wizards in North America were using wandless spells.

African wizards only began to use magic wands in the th century.

Strictly speaking, a wand is not necessary for spellcasting.

The difficulty of casting spells without a wand is very high, at least much more difficult than the .l. and .. exams.

The emergence of the wand lowered the conditions for spellcasting, making it more controllable and simpler, and was a key factor in European wizards overpowering wizards from other regions throughout history.

Wands and wandless spellcasting are like internal combustion engines and steam engines, the latter of which has been abandoned by the times.

For most wizards, giving up their wands and choosing to cast spells without a wand is as incomprehensible as modern people giving up high-speed rail and choosing to use steam trains.

Even someone as powerful as Dumbledore would never use wandless spells in combat.

But for Chu Yang, compared to the difficult learning threshold and shortcomings of casting spells without a wand, it was more important to allow "himself" in other worlds to use magic.

As for the shortcomings of wandless casting, Chu Yang can slowly overcome it using the knowledge of each world. He is not worried about this at all.

Headmaster Dumbledore has been very busy lately.

Ever since Chu Yang passed on the information about Voldemort's seven Horcruxes, he was rarely seen at Hogwarts.

Harry's mood also became a little depressed, but fortunately Ron and Hermione were always by his side.

Since Dumbledore was not at school, Chu Yang could only ask Professor Flitwick to teach him the skills of casting spells without a wand.

As the champion of the dueling competition, Professor Flitwick's spellcasting ability is second only to Dumbledore in the entire Hogwarts.

Snape and Professor McGonagall's wandless spellcasting abilities are also good, but they may not be as thorough as Professor Flitwick's.

This is not the strong point of either of them.

After class, Chu Yang did not go to the auditorium to eat with his classmates. Instead, he went to the eighth floor alone, passed by the Room of Requirement, and followed the corridor to the office near the west tower.

He reached out and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Professor Flitwick's high-pitched voice came out.

Chu Yang pushed the door open and saw Professor Flitwick making coffee.

"Want a drink?" Professor Flitwick smiled. He liked students like Chu Yang to come to him after class.

When the two of them discussed magic spells, Chu Yang's unconstrained thoughts often inspired him greatly.

"No, professor, I'm here to ask you for some knowledge."

Chu Yang sat on the sofa very skillfully.

"Did you encounter an incomprehensible curse?"

Professor Flitwick held a cup of freshly brewed coffee and sat across from Chu Yang curiously.

"It's not a magic spell..." Chu Yang smiled and said, "I want to learn the skills of wandless casting from you."

"Wandless casting?" Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Why are you learning this? Wandless casting is both inefficient and difficult, just like the stone tools in the hands of primitive people..."

It is easy to judge from Professor Flitwick's words that he despises wandless spellcasting. Like most wizards, he thinks wandless spellcasting is backward.

Seeing that the topic was getting further and further away, Chu Yang quickly interrupted him, "I have been studying the history of magic recently. I am very curious about the earliest history of wizards. I want to understand how European wizards cast spells before the invention of the wand."

"Oh!" Professor Flitwick suddenly understood, smiled knowingly, and said, "I used to be like you, full of curiosity about everything in the magical world."

"Since you want to understand wandless spellcasting, I must first explain the relationship between magic, wands, and spells."

"Everyone's own magic is like the water in a big bucket, and the magic required to release the spell is like the water in a small water bottle."

"If we want to pour the water from the big bucket into the small water bottle accurately, we need a funnel, and the magic spell acts as a funnel to help us regulate the output of magic power."

"Even if sometimes I pour a little more water, the funnel can help me adjust it so that the water doesn't overflow."

"Without a magic wand, it is equivalent to pouring water from a large bucket into a small water bottle without a funnel. If you use too much force, the water will overflow. Sometimes the water bottle will be knocked over."

"At this time, the entire spell will be ineffective. If it is serious, there will be magical backlash. For wizards, this is a very scary thing."

At this point, Professor Flitwick's expression became extremely serious, "Yang, you should have read in the book about the consequences of a wizard's magic being out of control."

"And the magic power of most wandless spells will be more serious. The magic power will run rampant in the body, like an endlessly inflated balloon. I don't need to tell you what the end will be, right?"

Chu Yang immediately nodded and said, "I understand, Professor Flitwick."

"Well, very good." Professor Flitwick's smile returned to his face, and he began to further teach Chu Yang the key points of wandless casting.

"Without the wand, our body assumes the role of the wand. Without the wand acting as a regulator, we must use mental power to strictly control the magic output."

"Mental power is the natural barrier to casting spells without a wand. If your spiritual power is not strong enough, you cannot accurately pour water from a big bucket into a small water bottle."

"And a person's mental power will become stronger as he grows older and continues to meditate. This is why Principal Dumbledore's wandless spellcasting looks easier than others."

Professor Flitwick talked eloquently and told Chu Yang one by one the key points of wandless spellcasting.

That night, Chu Yang sneaked out of school and went to the Forbidden Forest to practice wandless magic.

The whole process is indeed not easy.

If the total amount of magic power of a normal person can fill a large bucket, then Chu Yang's magic power can almost fill an entire black lake.

The terrifying total amount of magic power made it very difficult for Chu Yang to control it, and it was impossible to fill a small water bottle with water like Professor Flitwick said.

When the lake was filled with water, not to mention water bottles, buckets, water tanks, and reservoirs were all washed away!

Chu Yang could only train himself to finely control magic power first.

Chu Yang's advantage lies in his knowledge of other worlds.

He tried to learn from the methods of chakra training in the Naruto world to exercise his ability to control magic.

………………

"Little Er, drink up!"

"Well done, sir!"

The waiter in a linen shirt carried a jar of autumn white dew from the backyard with a smile.

Following the sound, he walked to the dining table by the window, poured a glass for the guests at that table, and then left the wine jar on the dining table.

"Mr. Chu, please wait a moment. The food and wine will be here soon."

"OK, thanks."

"Haha, Mr. Chu is always so polite."

The waiter's face was glowing, and it was undoubtedly a very honorable thing for a scholar like Mr. Chu to thank him.

Originally, the waiter wanted to say a few more words, but there was an urging sound in his ears.

"Little Second!"

He sighed and could only smile helplessly at Mr. Chu, then walked to another table of guests to greet him.

Chu Yang also nodded. As a modern man, he was used to saying "thank you" to people, and it didn't have any other special meaning.

After coming to this world for nearly a year, Chu Yang has become accustomed to his identity as a teacher, and his speech and conversation have changed drastically from when he first came here.

Chu Yang was a serious college student, and he was more than capable of serving as an elementary teacher for a bunch of little kids. He did a pretty good job, and was famous not only in this town, but also in villages all over the country.

Smooth sailing at work could not heal Chu Yang's gradually drying up soul.

Entertainment activities in ancient times were really lacking!

No TV, no movies, no computers, nothing!

Apart from being able to listen to music, it is useless!

But listening to music every day, even if his body could bear it, Chu Yang's money bag couldn't bear it.

The profession of a teacher can only allow Chu Yang to have enough food and clothing, but cannot save those young ladies who live in dire straits.

Chu Yang was very sorry.

So coming to the restaurant to listen to the storytellers became one of Chu Yang's few hobbies.

The dishes on the dinner table had just been put on the table, and Chu Yang had just finished a glass of wine. In the middle of the lobby, the storyteller, who was over years old, gently dropped the tree in his hand on the table!

Snapped!

"The last chapter mentioned that the two brothers, Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Zhao Guangyi, Taizu of the Southern Song Dynasty, turned against each other, causing the huge Song Dynasty to split into two countries: the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Hey hey hey..."

Chu Yang couldn't help laughing.

Everyone in the restaurant focused their attention on him, but the storyteller was already accustomed to it.

Every time he said this, Mr. Chu, who had a somewhat eccentric temperament, would laugh, with a hint of ridicule.

Seeing that the guests were all staring at him, Chu Yang had to stand up and apologize to everyone around him to calm down the anger.

The storyteller coughed and continued: "As the Song Dynasty was divided into two, the largest gang in the world, the 'Beggars' Gang', was also divided into two, becoming the Northern Beggars' Gang and the Southern Beggars' Gang."

"Qiao Feng, the leader of the Northern Beggar Clan, and Hong Qigong, the leader of the Southern Beggar Clan, are both top-notch heroes in the world. Seven days ago, they agreed to compete at Yanmen Pass, hoping to compete on behalf of the Northern and Southern Beggar Clan."

"At first, the two fought with the unique skills of the Beggar Clan. The two Dragon Subduing Palm Masters came from the same origin, and it was difficult to tell the difference. The roar of dragons could be heard in the sky after the Yanmen was closed, and the aftermath of the palm power could even break the giant tree a hundred steps away."

"Halfway through the competition, the Liao army invaded Yanmen Pass. The two relied on the natural barrier of Yanmen Pass to hold off the army for a whole day."

"The leader of the Northern Beggar Clan, Qiao, is young and strong. He lasted three hours longer than the old leader Hong, until the border troops and many disciples of the Beggar Clan arrived."

"Seeing that the Liao army could not do anything, they left corpses everywhere and retreated hastily..."

As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, there were cheers one after another in the restaurant.

"Good! Good kill!"

"The two gang leaders are so heroic!"

"Kill all those Khitan dogs!"

"Boy! Let's have another jar of wine and burn a knife to add to the fun!"

The successful defense against foreign enemies made everyone present very happy.

Everyone is laughing!

Chu Yang was also hehe.

Forget about time travel, the time travel is so outrageous!

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi brothers turned against each other?

Qiao Feng versus Hong Qigong?

"Brother Chu Yang, please smile softly. If you laugh like this again, others will think you are a fool." A little beggar came out of nowhere and sat down opposite Chu Yang, holding his hand very naturally. Eat with chopsticks.

"Xiao Huang, isn't it funny that Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong?" Chu Yang asked back.

"I told you not to call me Xiao Huang, the dog is called Xiao Huang!" The little beggar bared his teeth at Chu Yang angrily, and then frowned and said: "Master Guan Sheng and Master Qin are not from the same dynasty, how could this happen? What about a fight?"

"Brother Chu Yang, your brain is getting harder and harder to use!"

"Oh, forget it, your brain is useless anyway. How can a normal person treat a beggar to dinner every day?"

Chu Yang smacked his lips and said, "I didn't invite you. You sat at the table and ate by yourself."

The little beggar said "Oh" and said with a sly smile: "Then why do you always have to prepare two sets of bowls and chopsticks when you are eating alone?"

Chu Yang suddenly became sad and said heartbrokenly: "When I was a child, my family had a little yellow dog. I grew up with it. I regarded it as a brother. I always prepared bowls and chopsticks for it when eating..."

"Ever since it left home, this habit has remained."

The little beggar was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Le home? Where did you go?"

Chu Yang replied with a smile: "I'm going to beg for food."

The little beggar immediately realized that Chu Yang was teasing him. His dirty little face instantly became angry, and he stood up to hit him.

"rx..." Chu Yang quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. Why are you still taking your seat?"

"You said some weird words that people can't understand!" the little beggar shouted as coquettishly as a girl, but he didn't actually hit Chu Yang, he just stared at his eyes as clear as a lake.

"What are you doing~~~" Chu Yang had goosebumps all over his body. He held on to the railing and retched. He turned around and complained: "If I had known you were this kind of person, I wouldn't have pity on you."

A smile flashed in the little beggar's eyes, but he had a look of tears on his face. He lowered his head and said with humiliation: "Brother Chu Yang, will you look down on me? I was born different from normal men. I like Things are different too…”

Chu Yang scratched his head in embarrassment. He originally wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect Xiao Huang to be so sad.

Thinking about it, the issue of orientation was also very sensitive in his own time, let alone ancient times. People who were different from ordinary people would only suffer greater pressure.

Looking at the little beggar with red eyes, Chu Yang felt pity for him inexplicably, and could only comfort him: "I was just joking, I didn't have any intention of discriminating against you, really!"

The little beggar still looked like he was about to cry, with tears welling up in his eyes.

In desperation, Chu Yang could only put his head close to the little beggar's ear.

The sudden approach made the little beggar's cheeks turn red. He was about to retreat when he heard Chu Yang's voice.

"I'll sing you a song. Don't be angry after listening to it."

The little beggar originally wanted to step back.

But Chu Yang's gentle singing made him stop.

Chu Yang's singing voice is very ordinary, not very good, it can only be said that it is mostly in tune.

But the straightforward lyrics and moving melody still made the little beggar immersed in it.

The little beggar has been proficient in music since he was a child. There are only ten people in the world who can surpass him.

But this is the first time I heard this style of song.

Very direct and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

After listening to it for a long time, it even makes people feel amazing!

In order to make the little beggar understand, Chu Yang deleted all the English parts of the lyrics and replaced them with humming. Soon he sang the chorus.

“What rose doesn’t have thorns?”

The emotionally intense lyrics constantly bombard the little beggar's heart.

The little beggar's eyes changed when he looked at Chu Yang, with some surprise and some admiration.

There is no scholar who is not pedantic in his eyes.

But the man in front of him was different from all the scholars he had met since he ran away from home.

A bit like his father.

He has his own moral values, is independent and is regarded as deviant by the world.

Thinking of his father and the time he spent away from home, the little beggar could no longer bear the grievances in his heart, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

This time he really wanted to cry.

Chu Yang only sang the chorus once and then stopped because the people around him kept looking at him and the little beggar.

"I don't know what this man said, but he actually made a little beggar cry like this?"

"He must have said vicious words, and he said them in other people's ears. It's really abominable."

"Eh? Isn't that Mr. Chu? The one who specializes in educating children."

"It seems like it's really him..."

"The world is going down!"

Cold sweat dripped from Chu Yang's forehead, and he whispered: "Xiao Huang... Well, let's do this. As long as you don't cry, you will call me Xiao Chu from now on, and I will call you Brother Huang."

The little beggar burst into tears and laughed, "We agreed, you will call me Brother Huang when we meet in the future!"

"Okay, okay." Chu Yang nodded quickly, and before leaving, he didn't forget to ask: "Are you full? If we are full, we will leave as soon as possible."

The little beggar sneered and said: "If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't bother to use my chopsticks. The food here is really terrible. I don't know why you come here every day..."

"Stop bragging." Chu Yang rolled his eyes, grabbed his wrist and walked out. More and more people were watching the excitement in the restaurant.

The little beggar didn't know why, but he lowered his head all the way, acting so obediently that Chu Yang grabbed his hand like he was grabbing the back of a cat's neck.

"Hey, Brother Huang, although I don't discriminate against you, can you stop being like this? I'm afraid."

After leaving the restaurant, we walked for a while.

Chu Yang looked at the shy little beggar next to him and was so frightened that he let go instantly, his scalp numb.

The little beggar couldn't help laughing.

Seeing him smiling so happily, Chu Yang shook his head.

He took out a cloth bag from his arms, which contained the dry food he had just bought on the street. He handed the dry food to the little beggar and said, "Take it back and share it with your companions."

The little beggar said with a complicated expression: "When I first met you, you were giving alms to beggars, and more than once."

"There are very few people in this world who care about their life and death as much as you do."

Chu Yang sighed deeply, helplessness written on his face.

As a communist successor who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, it is difficult for him to turn a blind eye to this, whether in the original world or here.

The little beggar said: "Xiao Chu, although your brain is not working well, your heart is very kind. Except for occasionally coming to the restaurant to eat, you give away all your money."

Hearing this, Chu Yang coughed violently and felt a little ashamed.

He did give a lot of charity.

But besides the beggars, there are also the ladies in the hook bar.

Ugh……

Listening to music on the hook is very harmful.

I don't know if it was because of the condemnation of his conscience, but after Chu Yang handed the dry food to the little beggar, he rushed home without stopping.

The little beggar’s innocent eyes are too dazzling...

The next day.

Chu Yang announced the end of school amidst the sound of the children reading loudly. There was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs in the yard, and yellow sand rolled, like an army pressing down on the country.

Chu Yang nodded with satisfaction.

The flowers of the motherland are so strong.

well.

"Each person goes home and adds three sets of homework."

The naughty children suddenly became quiet and looked at Chu Yang in disbelief. Seeing their husband slowly nodding, they felt as if they were mourning for their heirs.

Three sets of homework!

Children whose psychological quality is not up to par have begun to cry bitterly.

Seeing this, Chu Yang was even more satisfied.

After school, Chu Yang, who had nothing to do, was going to Goulan...er, no, he was going to visit Xiao Huang at the Earth Temple in the east of the city.

Then go listen to music.

As a result, halfway through, the road ahead was blocked by a group of guys with hairstyles that looked like the "Love Burial Family".

The leader had three big bumps on his forehead, each the size of a green date.

Chu Yang's scalp felt numb when he saw it.

"Brother, your folliculitis is very serious..." Chu Yang said worriedly.

The macho man with three bags on his head stared coldly at Chu Yang... behind.

Chu Yang turned his head following the macho man's gaze.

He suddenly saw a young man wearing a fur coat, leading a maroon horse, with large and small bags hanging on the horse, and "I am a nouveau riche" written on his face, following him.

The young man grinned like a fool.

Good guy, in this world, you dare to be so arrogant. If not, who will rob you?

The macho man with the long bun on his head has very cruel eyes. These two people probably have a grudge.

Chu Yang silently walked to the corner and said with a smile: "You two have grudges and revenge, so don't worry about me."

The macho man roared angrily: "It's this brat who ruined our big deal. Get him!"

The enemy was approaching fiercely. The young man put down his luggage and prepared to meet the enemy. He turned to Chu Yang and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to implicate my dear friend."

Hey, who is your brother? Don't try to get relatives.

Chu Yang quickly said to the group of killers in red: "I don't know him, you must make no mistake..."

Before he finished speaking, a steel knife passed over Chu Yang's head. Chu Yang subconsciously stooped and his hair bun was cut off by the steel knife.

The scattered hair fell from his eyes one by one. In extreme fear, Chu Yang felt angry in his heart, raised his head and cursed: "Fuck you."

The steel knife fell again, but this time, it definitely wouldn't just cut off Chu Yang's hair bun.

Chu Yang stared at the blade, and everything in his field of vision became slower and slower, as if it was frozen.

His consciousness kept drifting away.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in a magnificent and mysterious palace.

There was a circle of people standing around, everyone looking at themselves with novel eyes.

Chu Yang looked at these people. He had never met them before, but he felt familiar from the bottom of his heart.

After half an hour.

Someone finally said, "Oh, it's actually a costume this time!"