When Chen Lian woke up, he found that he was very weak.

This feeling of weakness and powerlessness is extremely inconsistent in his cognition.

He seems to have not felt this way for a long time.

Before he could think about it, his head began to hurt severely, which made his face turn ferocious and pale.

But he endured it without yelling out a single pain.

The reason why my head hurts is because my memories are chaotic.

It is precisely because of these memories that Chen Lian knew that the owner of this body was a beggar.

In a few years, he would die in the battlefield of the battle between the grassland and Daliang.

His wish is to live a wealthy life - Chen Lian called a particularly strong idea in the original owner's memory a wish.

Chen Lian sat up and glanced at the surrounding environment.

In the dirty and messy temple, there are many beggars who either fall or sit.

He leaned against the wall, moved his hands and feet, and adapted to this body.

He knew that he was not this beggar, even if he had no memory.

Yes, except for this name, he knew nothing about his origin.

But subconsciously, he understood what he wanted to do - to live in this world according to his own will.

As for the original owner's wish, he doesn't have to fulfill it.

After a sudden loss of memory, Chen Lian became another person, and he was also very calm, so he could see part of his personality.

Chen Lian stood up and walked outside the ruined temple. But before he could walk a few steps, he felt that his legs were being held.

He looked down and saw that it was a dirty-faced child.

"Brother, Nannan is hungry."

Chen Lian was stunned for a long time before he remembered that this little beggar was the original sister. It seemed that he would die soon because of the cold winter and hunger and cold. The original body also got seriously ill and almost died.

Even though Chen Lian knew that the little beggar was his original sister, he still had no fluctuations in his heart.

He opened her away, "You're waiting for me here, I'll go out to find something."

"Okay." The little beggar responded obediently. Because his face was too dirty, Chen Lian could only see her pale lips and her shiny pair of black eyes.

He looked around the beggars in this dilapidated temple again, most of whom were not very good, and several were coughing.

When Chen Lian was conscious, his original body was not in good condition.

It was winter, and it was snowing in Xunyang City, which had never snowed before. The people of Xunyang City were first surprised to see this before, and then they became distressed.

Heavy snow was accompanied by frozen crops, spreading wind and cold, and various speculations about the wrath of heaven.

Many beggars don’t know. In short, because of this snow, many beggars are already sick. If this continues, I don’t know how many people in this temple can survive this winter.

Without saying much, he left the temple.

"elder brother."

Chen Lian walked a distance and heard a weak voice.

He turned around and found that the little beggar was chasing him and waved to him.

Chen Lian also waved his hand and walked into the snow all over the mountains without looking back.

This dilapidated temple is outside Xunyang City, and the nearby mountains are all nearby.

You can survive if you have mountains.

Chen Lian entered the mountain, but found that there was no grassroots outside. He thought that the food outside was all dug up by the beggars in the public.

"Only go in."

Chen Lian coughed twice, and his original body was not in good health. Even if he had changed his soul, he would not be immortal.

He continued to go deeper, but because he was exhausted, he fell on a mountain road and fell down.

The pain in the body did not change Chen Lian's face, as if he had experienced even more tragic pain.

When he couldn't move, he saw a herb not far away.

Herbs grow between cliffs and have not experienced the erosion of wind and snow, and they grow very well.

He grabbed it and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

He moved slowly over and found more herbs, and even some edible wild vegetables...

When Chen Lian returned to the temple, it was already midnight.

He left the ruined temple just at dawn, and before he knew it, a day had passed.

However, when he was still a distance from the ruined temple, his dirty face froze for a moment, and then his expression became much more serious.

He didn't hear the breath...

How could there be no breathing sound? He was a beggar in a ruined temple.

As he got closer, he smelled blood.

When you walk into the ruined temple, you will see all the corpses that have been cut to the point of being blurred.

Dead!

All the beggars he saw when he opened his eyes and saw were dead!

Chen Lian flipped each corpse one by one, but in the end he could not find a living mouth.

"The little beggar is gone."

That's right, not only did I not find a living mouth, but my original sister disappeared.

Chen Lian sat at the entrance of the ruined temple, took out the wild fruits and herbs he had brought back from his arms, looked at them for a while and stuffed them into his mouth.

*

Xunyang City is located in a remote place, and is a natural barrier between Daliang and the grassland tribe. It is surrounded by high mountain village roads, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

At the same time, due to inconvenient transportation, there is always a time difference between the news inside and outside the city.

So, when the people in the city learned that the previous national guru had left Daliang and returned to the immortal world, three days had passed.

A restaurant in Xunyang City is almost noon, and it is the time of crowds.

"What should I do? The national teacher left our Daliang, and I'm afraid the grassland tribe will have to attack again!"

"Yes, if it weren't for the existence of the national teacher, the invasion of my Daliang by the grassland back then would not have been able to win!"

"Is it because the emperor did something that angered the national teacher, which would allow the national teacher to return to the fairy world?"

"How can you say this? When someone hears you have no brains that are enough to cut off!"

"I'm not alone saying, "You live so much, have you ever seen snow in Xunyang City?"

The person who started to stop stopped talking, yes, as it is said today, the return of the national master to the fairy world and the heavy snow covering the entire Daliang were all because of the fault of Emperor Daliang.

"By the way to ascension to immortality is about to begin. Do you think the immortals will not recruit disciples from our Daliang?"

"It should...not!"

"It's better not. My son has a high chance of being selected!"

Chen Lian, who had already changed into clothes by selling herbs and changing clothes, heard these people's words, stood up and walked out of the restaurant.

He was dressed in blue and had a cold temperament. After walking into the heavy snow, he seemed to be integrated with the ice and snow, which was very eye-catching.

Yu Minyue, who was in a carriage not far away, saw him and coughed twice and said, "Just let him."

"Miss, don't you think about it anymore?" The maid was very surprised.

Today they came out, and the master asked the lady to choose a son-in-law. Unexpectedly, the lady pointed to someone casually.

Yu Minyue smiled bitterly: "Don't everyone be the same?" She is almost dead anyway, "And I think that person is very good."

The maid looked in the direction Yu Minyue looked and saw Chen Lian in the wind and snow.

I saw that his skin was fair and his temperament was extraordinary. He was wearing the simplest plain clothes, but he could make people feel that his temperament was as Tsinghua as the moon, which made people unforgettable.

The maid was stunned. The lady kept pointing to such a person!
Chapter completed!