My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

"Why are you seeking death?"

Qin Hao leaned forward slightly, looked at the young man and said.

The young man looked into Qin Hao's eyes without hesitation. A young man of twelve or thirteen years old, exactly the age of Yang Liu Yiyi, but there was only a heavy twilight in his eyes, as if the young man's soul had died long ago. Standing at this moment What's here is just a shell.

"Is this world still worth living?"

Qin Hao didn't know how to answer him, because he was also a person who was incompatible with this world. If he were in the earth world, he would tell the boy without hesitation that there are infinite possibilities in your future, and you will receive education. , meet friends, find love, and if you are luckier than him, you can have a wonderful marriage and a happy family.

But here, he couldn't say the words.

Cangming is a world that is more naked than the earth's world. None of the morals, laws, and rules here are truly kind to the people at the bottom. From the original Li country to the current Middle-earth, have those powerful warriors changed their lives? The hands are like clouds and the hands are like rain. The life and death of the people at the bottom only depend on their thoughts.

This place is not like Earth. At least there are laws and social opinions on the surface that restrain those powerful people. At least they have to find some high-sounding reasons to do evil things behind the scenes.

In Cangming, little beggars like the boy are like wild dogs in the mountains, with no value in existence.

Qin Hao sighed slightly, put a hand on the young man's shoulder, and said softly:

"I won't advise you on how to survive, but if you still have a shred of will to survive, then come with me. I will take you to see if there is any value in living in this world."

After that, Qin Hao stopped caring about him and walked towards the outside of the city on his own.

The young man froze in place, watching Qin Hao's back fade away.

He silently raised his head, looked at the stars gradually appearing in the sky, and murmured:

"But, it's really hard to live..."

Qin Hao didn't walk very fast, but no matter how slow he was, he would eventually reach the end.

The city gate was just ahead, but the young man did not follow.

Qin Hao didn't stop, but his eyes couldn't help but look sad.

After walking through the city gate, Qin Hao tightened the sword case on his back and was about to use Qinggong to leave this city that he didn't like very much.

But halfway through the exercise, he suddenly stopped.

Qin Hao turned around and looked into the city. In the distance of the street, a thin figure was running towards this side.

He waited silently, watching him slowly approach.

After the boy ran out of the city gate, he put his hands on his knees and kept breathing heavily.

When he was finally able to speak, the young man straightened up, looked at Qin Hao, folded his hands into fists, and performed a standard Confucian etiquette.

"Brother, I am willing to go with you to see if this world is worth it."

Qin Hao smiled slightly and nodded.

Just like that, there was a little beggar next to Qin Hao, who was alone, a little beggar that was different.

The young man's name was Zhuang Xun. When he first heard this name, Qin Hao was really surprised for a long time.

Apart from his shabby clothes and thin stature, Zhuang Xun didn't look like a beggar in any way.

Because he was also from a famous family, his father was an official in the imperial court of Jingzhou, so Zhuang Xun's family had a long history of learning. Although he never practiced martial arts, he was well-read in poetry and books.

More than half a year ago, my father offended many people because of a case in which powerful people occupied people's fields. Therefore, he was suppressed everywhere in the Jingzhou royal court, and was finally demoted by King Jingzhou.

However, on the way to being demoted, the student his father carefully trained secretly recorded a drunken remark made by his father when he was drunk and complained about the government, and reported it to the court. King Jing was furious and directly dismissed his father from his official position and escorted him to prison. Finally, He died depressed in prison.

Zhuang Xun's family fell into decline, and his mother took him to Luzhou County to seek refuge with his uncle. However, his uncle, who had been cultivated by his father, avoided them like a tiger. Not only did he drive them out, he even cut them off. Pao Duanyi directly severed the sibling relationship with Zhuang Xun's mother.

The mother and son were disheartened and began a wandering life. They sold their only property and came to their hometown in Fengyi County. Unexpectedly, they were robbed of their only money by robbers on the way.

Along the way, the mother, who was born in a wealthy family, could only rely on begging along the road to reach her hometown in Fengyi County. However, when she arrived here, she found that the ancestral home in her hometown had been occupied by evil slaves who had stayed behind. Zhuang and Xun had no identity documents. for refusing to return it.

Out of grief and anger, my mother fell ill and passed away soon after.

Zhuang Xun didn't even have the money to bury his mother, so he had to sell his body on the roadside to bury her.

In the end, He Xianzun of Fengyi County passed by and paid for his mother's burial.

From then on, Zhuang Xun became a little beggar in Fengyi County. How could he, who had been pampered since childhood, know the tricks of selling misery to win sympathy? Coupled with the presence of Brother Gou and those people, Zhuang Xun almost never had a full meal and was hungry every day.

In fact, it was not an accident that day when he bumped into Brother Gou strangling the daughter of the county magistrate, but he had held the belief that he would die that day and wanted to go to Brother Gou for a duel. Even if he died, he would vent his bad breath. Let him see the murder of He County Zun's daughter.

The unfortunate fate caused this son of an official family who was supposed to be rich and happy to suffer so much that he developed a world-weary heart.

Listening to Zhuang Xun calmly describing his experience, Qin Hao felt a little sad.

At such an age, one should not experience this life like purgatory.

Under the starry sky, Qin Hao said nothing, but gently rubbed Zhuang Xun's dirty head.

The night of the first lunar month was as cold as ice, but Zhuang Xun's heart seemed to gradually gain some warmth.

He silently stared at the gentleman next to him whom he had just met for the first time today. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of trust.

"Brother, can I call you master?"

Zhuang Xun raised his head and asked.

Qin Hao smiled and asked curiously:

"Why do you want to call me master?"

"Because my eldest brother taught me two things today. My father said that a preacher is a teacher, so I want to call you master."

Qin Hao was even more curious.

"Oh? Which two truths?"

Zhuang Xun thought for a while and said seriously:

"One is that big brother saved me today and made me understand that when you stand in this world, even if you go through a lot of hardships, you should not resent the injustice in the world, because all the injustice you experience is just because you are not strong enough. If I can be like As strong as the big brother, maybe my father and mother will not die."

Qin Hao nodded silently and asked:

"What about the second truth?"

Zhuang Xun pointed at himself and said:

"The second truth lies in myself. Big brother, your words made me see my own heart clearly. It turns out that even after experiencing so many injustices and so many hardships, in fact, deep down in my heart, I still have a passion for life. Having desire and hoping to continue living is not greed for life, but a kind of courage. Even if there may be more hardships in the future, I still have the courage to live well."

At this moment, Qin Hao smiled brightly.

The haze covered by loneliness in his eyes seemed to be wiped away, just like the starry sky after the clouds receded, bright and far-reaching.

Qin Hao stood up and stood in front of Zhuang Xun, clasping his fists with his hands, bowing deeply and saying:

"If there are three of us traveling together, there must be my teacher, Zhuang Xun. Thank you very much."

If the Sword God Can Yi were here, he would be able to see that the sword intent of Qin Hao's otherworldly sword was completely flourishing at this moment, reaching up to the nine heavens without any restraint.