Prologue Looking back on it's been a hundred years 2

Li Xiang snorted softly and muttered in his heart that this show was too real. They were all actors. He interrupted Ah Shui's flustered thoughts and just casually asked, "Who is Boss Jin?"

In fact, when this sentence comes out, he has begun to suspect that he is really lucky - time travel!

"Brother Hankou is the boss of Liu's Temple. If we beg for food in this world, we have to pay him money." The old beggar replied respectfully. Now he really regards Li Xiang as a treasure, and maybe he can use Li Xiang to get rid of the fate of the beggar.

Li wanted to take a look at him. The question about time travel sprouted in the bottom of his heart, and he immediately took root and thrived. He believes more and more in the fact that he has traveled, but he is very reluctant to believe it and is afraid to believe it. Looking at the serious expressions of the old beggars and the little beggars, he really couldn't see the slightest element of play. As an excellent city manager of the Celestial Empire who is disgusted and rejected by the public, his ability to tell whether a person is lying is still a little worse than that of the Celestial Police, but it is definitely not much worse. He still has this confidence, unless they are all golden roosters and hundreds of flower movie emperors - pretending inside and outside the play.

He now hopes that the old beggars and the little beggars will suddenly tear off the human skin masks on their faces. It turns out that a group of idle bad friends are laughing at themselves: "Are you scared? Is it exciting enough?

However, he really doesn't believe that his bad friends have such a handwriting to make such a big reality show just to trick him?

Li wanted to sit there in a daze, and there was an idiotic expression. Is this really time travel? Or the 32nd year of Guangxu? He is not familiar with this method, and he doesn't know how many years it is. How many years are there before the 1911 Revolution?

Thinking of this, Li couldn't help smiling bitterly in the face of the swaying flame. The more I think about it, the more I feel that all this is so ridiculous. It's just a hundred years old. Two generations of people are really two generations of people!

Living in the original era, everything around me is so familiar. There are family members behind him, bad friends around him, and live a good life. After reading a lot of time-travel novels, the topic of time-traveling is that standing and talking is not painful, but purely irresponsible yy bullshit. Now it is the 32 years of China's weakness that can't be weak. Even if you read more in history books, when you really face it, everything around you is still so strange, which makes people feel afraid from the bottom of their hearts. In this strange world, I have nothing... There are still a few useless RMB and water-soaked mobile phones in my pocket. I have no relatives or friends. This feeling of being empty and helpless is an indescribable fear!

The real warrior dares to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood. In the past, he worked as an urban management for an iron rice bowl, thinking that such a life could be called bleak. The battle with hawkers and rotten ruffians occasionally needed to face up to the dripping blood. Li Xiang also thought that he had been a real fierce man. It turns out that the living time travel is the beginning of a bleak life. And the first feeling of traveling to Li Xiang was inexplicable fear, which made him a self-respecting warrior in the 21st century?

What dominates the world? What kind of hegemony? What is the point of the country? What are the romantic figures? What's the trend? Do you really think it's fun to travel through time? Do you want to read yy novels? Li wants to think that he hasn't even solved the problem of food and clothing, and the bowl of extremely bad porridge given by Ah Shui just now is not full. He still doesn't know how he can survive in this era? Do you want to join China's largest gang, which has been inherited for thousands of years, a very promising career, and beggar gangs as beggars?

Crossing into this ghost era, he is really willing to go back to a hundred years later and continue to be the urban manager who is despised and just waits to die. In this ghost age, it is impossible to even surf the Internet...

I thought nonsense for a while, but of course there was no result. But he probably believes that he has traveled through time. In this case, fate is like this, so we have to settle down first.

Just next to the fire, looking at the jumping flame, I don't know how long it has passed. Suddenly, I heard a familiar sissy whispering in my ear, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on Li Xiang's body.

"Master!?" Ah Shui looked at Li Xiang, who was in a daze with an idiotic face, and called gently. He was really afraid that his living treasure would become stupid. Otherwise, his hard work would be wasted by the Ejiang River, and he couldn't help trembling nervously, "Master..."

With a sound, Li thought of goose bumps on the ground. Turning his head, he saw Ah Shui's dirty and somewhat sissy face appear in front of him. The little beggar's face was full of concern for Li Xiang, which made Li Xiang feel even more chilly.

Another little beggar on the edge of the fire saw Ah Shui being so polite to him. He frowned and said disdainfully, "Do you really regard yourself as a master?"

"There are no rules!" The old beggar next to him slapped him on the back of the head, which made him almost fall to the ground. He grinned in pain and didn't dare to refute it.

Li thought that he had been in a coma for a long time, right? They have to eat and live here for free and take care of them. These beggars don't have enough to eat by themselves, and they have to give him food. No wonder he has an opinion.

Li Xiang withdrew his eyes a little sadly, but fell into the stormy night. He really couldn't see through the changes of the wind and rain. What should I do after traveling here for a hundred years? Is it possible to travel through a hundred years to be a beggar?

At this moment, the heavy footsteps came, interrupting Li Xiang's wild thoughts. Several people broke in in the rain and kept stomping their feet to shake off the raindrops on their bodies. They shouted in a grunting voice, "Hey, the old immortal, and you, you, you... kid, I'm on the top, today's harvest is all out!"

Ah Shui, the little beggar beside him, had been so scared that he had no sound for a long time, and subconsciously grabbed Li Xiang's arm. The other old and young beggars have also lost their voices for a long time. It seems that they are usually bullied by them.

Another person came over and kicked Li Xiang, but shouted at their boss Jin in a strange voice, "Huh, this boy actually came back to life? Kid, you are really good at it!"

Li Xiang's eyes suddenly shrank, as sharp as a sword. When he was a child, he blocked other children at the entrance of the alley to grab people's breakfast money. He had been used to being domineering. Who dared to treat him with such a presumptuous attitude? He has always been the only one who plays tricks on others. The little turtle San, who was stared at by Li Xiang, was so scared.

But the old and young beggars were used to listening to them and obediently turned out all the copper on their bodies. And the little beggar Ah Shui was afraid. When he grabbed Li Xiang's arm, he only tried his best to hide him behind him. He also wanted to protect Li Xiang, but he did not dare to disobey those people. This made the little turtle who had just been scared by Li Xiang return to the horizontal shape in an instant.

"This is today's money..." The little beggar trembled and took out a few penny from his arms and sent it to Xiao Yu San's hand flatteringly.

Little turtle three threw the copper money in his hand a few times. He was quite dissatisfied. He was used to lifting his foot and kicking the little beggar to the ground and shouted, "That's all? Kid, your grandma is too lazy!"

Several other old and young beggars were so scared that they huddled in the corner of the wall. Although they were frightened, everyone's faces showed indignation, but they dared to be angry and dared not say anything.

The little beggar turned over and got up quickly, bowed his waist and begged, "I'm sorry, boss. But it rained all day, and there were too few pedestrians in the city..."

Li Xiang sneered. He couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled the back collar of the little beggar who was still begging for mercy and stood up.

As soon as Li Xiang got up, he came up to the two little turtles. One of them shouted, "You little guy, get out of here. There is no room for you to talk."

Li wanted to snort coldly, but he didn't bother to talk to him. He pressed forward, his face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were shining fiercely.

The person who was scared by him before couldn't stand the power that Li wanted to bully him. He rushed over with a dog stick and knocked on Li Xiang's forehead.

Li wants to fly out.

"Bum!"

The man kicked the dog stick off his hand, threw his body off the ground, hit the rotten door panel heavily, and there was a sound of broken wood.

Everyone in the Liu family's broken temple was moved.

Several other people brought by Boss Jin were frightened by Li Xiang's move and stepped aside.

The old beggar and the little beggar looked at Li Xiang in disbelief and believed that Li Xiang had such kung fu.

Li Xiang said disdainfully, "With this ability, how dare you run rampant?"

Boss Jin shouted, "You still have less control over the family affairs of the elder brother. If you offend us, you will be afraid that it will be difficult for you to walk an inch in the future.

The old beggar finally summoned up his courage and said in a low voice, "We have always been obedient, and you don't have to bully us all the time."

Li Xiang pointed to Mr. Jin and laughed, "I'll take you to bully them today."

Mr. Jin smiled gillly and wink. At that time, two people rushed out, showed their white and miserable knives, and waved their knives to kill Li Xiang.

Li Xiang snorted coldly and bowed left and right. Before cutting off the two knives, he hit the lower abdomen of the two people first.

The two were knocked down and fell on Boss Jin. The three of them turned into rolling gourds at the same time, and they were embarrassed. The remaining few people were as cicadas, let alone do it.

The old beggars and the little beggars were stunned.

Li Xiang clapped his hands and said, "How's it going? Do you still want to collect money?"

The old beggar didn't say a word, winced at the little beggar Ah Shui, and pulled back Li, who wanted to chase and beat him, and said, "Master, I can't do it."

Boss Jin jumped out of the temple gate and cursed, "Tomorrow, remember, tomorrow is your boy, and you are ready to collect his body at night!"

Several people scolded the old beggar again. After a few words, they grabbed the door majestically.