"Master, there is no rice at home."

"No? Didn't I just carry half a bag of rice back a few days ago?"

"That was all seven or eight days ago. Let's talk about that small bag. It can weigh six or seven kilograms. There are five people in our family. Six or seven kilograms of rice. Seven or eight days ago. If I hadn't been so desperate

The wild vegetables and elm leaves may not last even two days."

"Okay, okay, I'm thinking of a solution."

In the dark.

Zhang Heng reluctantly opened his eyes.

Enter the eyes.

He was lying on the earthen bed, and the sky was dark.

Look both ways.

A girl slept on the left, and a snoring boy slept on the right.

Take another look at yourself.

He was lying between the two of them, with his arms and legs small, and he looked about seven or eight years old.

"Master, can you think of another way to borrow some food from Wangmiao Zhu's family?"

"I heard from Carpenter Lu in the east of the village that Wang Miaozhu's family has so much food that they can hardly hold it. If they can borrow it, it would be nice to pay two cents more in interest."

When talking in small tones.

Came from the next room.

Zhang Heng closed his eyes and searched for the memory of his predecessor.

His predecessor was also named Zhang Heng.

Eight years old.

Born in Shanxia Village, Huwang Town.

The people talking next door were my predecessor’s parents.

The two were tenant farmers of the Wangmiao Zhu family in Huwangmiao.

The two people lying next to him were his second brother and his third sister.

Talk about it.

There is an older brother above them.

The eldest brother is very angry.

Two years ago, I said I wanted to go out and have some adventures, but I haven't been back since then, and there has been no news from me.

down.

The second brother is idle.

It stands to reason that this year is not too young, fifteen or sixteen, but I complain about everything I do.

At the end of last year, the blacksmith shop in the town was looking for apprentices, and I wanted him to give it a try.

As a result, he came back within two days and said he couldn't bear the pain.

The third sister is fine.

Zhang Heng looked at the girl's face.

In the memory of the predecessor, the third sister had a childhood sweetheart in the village named Brother Zhu.

The Zhu family is a self-cultivated farmer with land, and their life is much better than theirs.

The two were childhood sweethearts, and the second brother Zhu often secretly brought food to the third sister.

Although the food was not good, just pancakes, rice cakes and the like, the third sister usually secretly gave it to him for fear of starving him to death.

anyway.

Without these pancakes and rice cakes, the predecessor would have starved to death long ago.

Why do you say that.

Zhang Heng touched his belly.

My predecessor was eight or nine years old, when he was growing taller, and he was always hungry.

The dilapidated house happened to be raining all night.

Last year there was a locust plague and the food harvest was poor.

After delivering the grain to Miao Zhu's family, there were not even a few bites left to chew.

These days.

The house has long been unable to open the pot.

The old couple struggled to survive by mixing wild vegetable dumplings and elm leaves into their rice.

If he guessed correctly.

The reason why he was able to come down as a spirit was because his predecessor starved to death at night.

If he doesn't come.

When they woke up in the morning, what the whole family saw was a cold corpse.

"I want to see my sister get married..."

Collect the memories of little Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng found that he was thinking deeply about her, and what he couldn't worry about the most was the sister who was the best to him.

Be aware of this.

Zhang Heng sighed inwardly, thinking with half relief and half promise: "I am you, and you are me. I will not treat her badly."

ideas together.

My heart instantly relaxed.

But Zhang Heng couldn't laugh.

Because this world is very strange.

The temples here do not worship immortals and Buddhas, but various demons.

The Buddhist and Taoist families were labeled as rebellious.

Legal provisions.

Those who help monks and Taoists are given fifty rods, and their whole family will travel three thousand miles.

If there is a monk or Taoist priest in your family.

It would be even worse, directly annihilating the three tribes.

Not to mention being a monk or a Taoist priest, even if you believe, if one person believes, the whole village is responsible.

Destroy the Buddha and destroy the Tao.

In contrast, it promotes martial arts and Confucianism.

My predecessor was because I was too young.

I don’t know why they wanted to exterminate both the Buddhist and Taoist families.

I only know that the government's propaganda slogan is: If one person studies, the whole family will be glorious; if one person practices martial arts, the whole village will be peaceful.

"There is spiritual energy and abundant spiritual energy."

"Although it does not meet the standards of the Great Thousand World, it is still higher than the average Middle Thousand World."

"There are two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, but they were expelled. Now the government attaches great importance to Confucianism and Wushu."

"As for the progress of civilization..."

"It's similar to the early Song Dynasty after the end of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. It just ended with years of conquest and the establishment of a unified dynasty."

Think of this.

Zhang Heng looked far away and then looked at the mountains outside the window.

Enter the eyes.

There is a temple on the top of the mountain.

The predecessor was told that he must not go up the mountain because the tiger master is enshrined on the mountain.

And under Zhang Heng's gaze.

The mountain's demonic aura soared into the sky, and its blood condensed.

Not surprisingly.
To be continued...