Kikyo and I are of one mind

"Take it as an ability similar to those of aliens, anyway, do it, give me a big one!"

"Hey hey, are you really sure? This is not an easy thing! Leaving the shelter of this world, can you really survive the bad luck? How about I give you a small slap first, so you can experience it?"

Xiaofu covered his mouth with a fancy black folding fan that had only been opened three times, and showed a supportive smile, but Feng Xue shook his head and said:

"The bigger the better, I have to go back to school with my wife and sister-in-law!"

"Oh!" Xiaofu let out a very gossip exclamation, as if he really wanted to ask the previous pair of sisters who was his wife and who was his sister-in-law, but seeing Feng Xue's eager expression, he finally chose to get down to business first——

Anyway, I have a long life, and there are plenty of opportunities to watch the fun.

"Since you said so, then get ready, the unprecedented maximum power, this is the resentment of tens of millions of poor people in this country! Connect it to me!"

Xiaofu suddenly stretched Dahei to the limit, raised his arms high, jumped into the air with a solemn expression, posed a pose that seemed to be pouring all his strength, and said loudly:

"The heavens and the earth are revolving, and the demons dance wildly, piercing and piercing in the name of black weapons!"

Yan Ling shouted, the black folding fan was swung down vigorously, and a pitch-black aura directly hit Feng Xue's body. Without any hesitation, the tentacles of his soul immediately extended towards the endless void, silently chanting his own words. The goal--

"I'm going to a world where I can be unlucky enough!"

……

"Pain Pain!"

Along with the familiar sense of time-traveling, a dull pain that is not too strong but very familiar hits all the limbs and bones. Although it seems that it has passed for a long time, Feng Xue clearly remembered this pain that is still fresh in his memory.

This is the state of weakened pain that the body spontaneously enters after being injured beyond the limit in order to maintain the hope of survival.

In this state, the body will secrete a large amount of anesthetic substances to suppress the pain to the lowest limit. At the same time, the subconscious mind takes over the language center and uses all possible methods to call for help in the most rational way.

During this period of time, people will be so rational that they don't look like humans. Even if they are no longer human, they can often clearly explain their identity and their situation. This can be regarded as a kind of reflection.

"egoism!"

Feng Xue, who quickly took over her body, immediately issued an order, but nothing appeared. The substitute who had been on call since the jojo world seemed to have never existed.

Not only egoism, but also the AT force field, the interference of spirit particles, the power of annihilation... All kinds of powers that have been engraved in the soul can't be used at this time.

The only luck is that Hanguang, which is a part of his soul, is still there, but there is only a [-]-meter-long main thread extending from the soul, which can be manifested as an entity at any time, but it cannot be stretched or shortened. It is impossible to separate more silk threads, and it is impossible to exhale the seeking jade, and it is impossible to use chakra, as if it is just a slightly tougher steel wire.

"What's the situation?" Feng Xue coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. He could clearly feel that his life was fading. Relying on his fairly good medical skills, he quickly judged the state of this body.

"Multiple rib fractures, the back of the head suffered heavy blows, scabs formed, there should be a slight concussion, multiple ruptures of internal organs, severe internal bleeding... There is fluid in the abdominal cavity..."

If the egoism is still there, this kind of injury is nothing more than a matter of effort to Feng Xue, and if it can't be cured within three seconds, it's considered a bad hand.

But now, he only has one comment on this body——

"There's no help, wait to die, and say goodbye."

"Change your body first." Feng Xue thought so, trying to get out of her body, but failed, as if he had never had the ability to free the soul, and he even wondered if someone had released a skill...

The physical condition is getting worse and worse, and the last flashback is coming to an end, and the dull pain has gradually turned into a kind of indifferent coldness, which is the feeling of life gradually disappearing.

"This is really bad luck..."

Feng Xue regretted letting Xiaofu turn on the maximum power, bad luck for tens of millions of people, really...

Life was coming to an end completely, and Feng Xue's eyes also went dark. Before he was worried about whether he could be resurrected, the dull pain was transmitted from the end of his soul to his consciousness again.

"Um, alive again?" Feng Xue tried to summon egoism, but failed again. Just like before, she still couldn't use any supernatural abilities, and this body was not the one before.

"There was a knife wound on the left abdomen, no major organs were injured, but the bleeding was heavy, this should be able to be rescued..."

Feng Xue thought about it, and summoned the shiny thread from her fingertips, and then the sharp point pierced the flesh of her abdomen, trying to sew up her wound.

This wound is still very new, the injury should not be long ago, it should be sutured now, and after a period of rest, it should be able to recover...

"Found it! Here it is!"

Just as Feng Xue was giving first aid, a memorable Chinese sound came from beside her ears, but immediately after, Feng Xue preferred not to hear anything, because a group of guys with control knives and vicious faces rushed into the alley, and rushed towards him without saying a word.

Undoubtedly, there was no possibility of resistance at all, and the body that had lost too much blood was hacked to death in the next moment, and Feng Xue's eyes were once again pitch black...

……

……

……

"How many times is this?"

I don't know how many times after he died, Feng Xue opened his eyes again, and he didn't know whether it was because he was numb or because his spirit was tough enough. He didn't feel fear or anger because of the many deaths, but just stiffened again. Explore your new body.

"Overheating, very hungry, dehydration symptoms... I don't know if I will die of starvation or illness first." Feng Xue looked at her thin hands and shook her head helplessly, but no matter what, life is still required .

Although he doesn't know what's going on in this world, it is an indisputable fact that he cannot use most of the supernatural power. Although his soul seems to still retain the backdoor listing... ahem, it is the ability to seize and rebirth, but the right to choose has been completely scrapped. If this continues, if he gives up survival, his fate will only get worse and worse. In the end, he will waste his memory in endless death, forget everything, and become an undead who will never die, but will always be reincarnated in death.

"Wait, I'm not going to wear it on the boss who has been yellowed (why is this a sensitive word?) Zhenmu?"

ps: That flashback is true. I broke more than half of my ribs, fractured lumbar and thoracic vertebrae, concussion, hemorrhage of internal organs, multiple fractures of legs, ankles, hip joints, and pelvis, but I was able to wake up and report to passers-by. My home address and my family's phone number, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything. A passer-by informed my family about this.So no matter what happens, don't give up hope, the human body is amazing!

Chapter 273 Self-help

Dazhui, Hegu, and Fengchi were acupunctured for bloodletting, and then two drops of Jinjinyuye (referring to the two blood vessels under the tongue, two drops of blood were obtained by acupuncture, Jinjin and Yuye refer to the two extra-meridian acupoints under the tongue, do not touch it if you have no experience), one is to reduce fever, and the other is to produce body fluid.

When the body fluid in the mouth was half full, Feng Xue inhaled three times, mixed with the body fluid in the mouth and swallowed it in batches, this is the method of convincing.

However, it is used at this time, not for refining Qi and self-cultivation, but for... fooling the body.

Yes, fool the body.

Feng Xue doesn't know if this world can successfully "refine qi". After all, with the current quality of this body, it doesn't even have the foundation to hope for qi, but no matter what, since this body has all the characteristics of a human body, then Some classic schemes should be feasible.

For example, persuasion is a real qigong technique that temporarily produces a sense of satiety through certain guidance and allows the body to adjust its functions. Of course, those who are generally capable of practicing this are those who are overnourished, and they are about to starve to death here. The main reason is that if you don't do this, Feng Xue doesn't even have the strength to move her body.

Relying on self-deception, self-suggestion, giving the body the illusion that it has just eaten something, so as to allocate some energy as the last reserve to the body, allowing him to recover a certain ability to move, and then, before this energy is exhausted, find food and water.

Although he almost forgot to count how many bodies he changed after he came here, it was the first time he could move freely. When he opened his eyes again, he realized that he was in the middle of two buildings. In the lane.

There are only a few old newspapers covered on his body. From the date above, it can be roughly seen that this place should be in the magic capital at the beginning of the [-]th century.

Wealthy people in suits and cheongsams can be seen on the street, as well as beggars starving to death on the street. Prosperity and decay coexist here, and light and shadow intertwine here.

Feng Xue didn't know whether he had traveled through the same city before, and whether it had been a long time. After all, every time he died, his eyes would go dark for a period of time. He didn't know whether he had been floating naked for several years in this darkness, until he floated into a suitable container, or jumped into another suitable body the moment he died.

If it's the former, then he must quickly find the "passage strategy" so that he can go to the assassination classroom world to pick up Kikyo. If it's the latter, it can only show that this world is really chaotic.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems normal to be chaotic these years?

"I don't know if it's a real world or a special world... If it's something like Doomsday Wolf, it would be really embarrassing."

Feng Xue dragged her body around the streets and alleys. Although he had no experience of wandering, this body left him with a lot of skills on how to rummage through garbage dumps.

Fortunately, he soon came to the back alley of the restaurant where leftovers were often poured out in the memory of his predecessor. Unfortunately, there were already several people here.

Feng Xue knew very well that her physical strength would not last long. Although those beggars were all skinny, they were still much stronger than this body whose vitality had been forcibly stimulated.

"I'm sorry, everyone." Feng Xue rarely hurt "innocents". Even in the Hell Song plot that killed the most, he only killed those fanatics and vampires, and none of the civilians moved.

Now, though, it's a question of survival.

He bit his fingertips lightly with his teeth, and pulled out a slender silk thread. Hanguang's body still remained in his soul, and could be pulled out or retracted at any time.

This body obviously doesn't have any strength to swing a weapon, and it doesn't have the energy to support it if it wants to perform puppetry.

Taking a deep breath, he pretended to be disappointed and walked past the three beggars, pretending to go to the next location to try his luck, but the three beggars didn't take it seriously for him who was dying soon. , probably because he didn't think that such a half-grown kid who could raise his braids at any time could beat the three of them.

But this idea didn't last long. After about 15 seconds, they fell into a faint.

Feng Xue, who is familiar with medical books, knows how to quickly fall into a coma, and Hanguang just happens to have enough toughness and sharpness.

It's his style not to kill innocent people, but he doesn't intend to pay himself for it.

He still has people waiting for him to go back.

As for why he didn't kill him directly, it wasn't that he was hypocritical, nor did he feel that coma was enough, but that this body no longer had the strength to strangle people to death.

……

Time passed minute by minute.

His body began to heat up again, the state of forced arousal began to decline, and his digestive system finally realized that it had been deceived.

Without food, without energy, his body began to slide rapidly towards the death line.

Just as he began to pray for a better body next time, the door to the back alley of the restaurant opened.

The man who didn't know whether it was the cook or the clerk didn't pay any attention to the three beggars lying on the ground. He casually put a bucket at the door. He didn't even bother to scold Feng Xue, turned around and closed the door.

Feng Xue opened the bucket, looked at the fine food residues inside, resisted nausea and began to swallow, even if it was restaurant garbage, there were no complete leftovers, because everything that could be eaten would be eaten by the kitchen and staff. Divide up cleanly, only those fine and small things that even the staff dismissed will be mixed together and thrown into the swill bucket.

……

After gaining some energy, Feng Xue dragged his weak body and left the back alley of the hotel. He didn't dare to eat enough because he was worried that the beggars would wake up.

According to the memory of his predecessor, he quickly found a fairly warm alley, ignoring other beggars who were warming here, Feng Xue found a warm wall and sat down, and began to move his blood.

There is no medicinal material, and no food. At this time, the only thing that can be believed is perseverance and a wonderful human body.

Thinking, meditating, the food in the belly began to slowly transform into energy, and then flowed through the body together with his consciousness. At first, this might be just a fantasy, but as the fantasy continued, the body would slowly give feedback.

Whether it's a psychological effect or a placebo effect, at least for Feng Xue, this method has saved him more than once, and it seems that it will save him again.

ps: Didn’t you ask what kind of world is the start of the skill draw? This is the world, but the protagonist’s summoning will not be invalidated, so he will keep summoning, keep dying, keep calling, keep dying, in simple terms, it’s like In the endless torment of "Xianming ice knife".

Chapter 274 Everything Will Be Okay

"After resisting for another day, my physical strength seems to have recovered a little bit... By the way, what kind of ghost world is this? The extraordinary ability of soul solidification can also be sealed? It is only in the 20s, and the Kyushu Great Barrier that eradicates the mystery should not be completed yet. How about it?" Waking up again from the insignificant autumn sunlight, Feng Xue took a deep breath of the foul-smelling air and muttered feebly.

He is now at the back of a smokehouse. Although this is an extremely sinful business, at this moment, it is thanks to this wall that there is always bursts of warmth no matter day or night, so that he can survive in the cold autumn with a cloth strip that can barely cover his body.

Forcibly propping up her body, Feng Xue and other people who got up earlier started the journey of looking for food.

Fortunately, the Ripple Breathing Method can be practiced in this world, but the efficiency of the practice can only be said to be unsatisfactory, and there are no wrong words, just to the extent that it can be used.

It is also by relying on a mouthful of ripples that his body that has been eroded by illness can gradually improve.

Enduring the weakness brought about by his body, he got out of the alley and continued to wander the streets.

This seemingly prosperous metropolis seems to be full of opportunities, but to him, it is like a virgin forest, full of beasts and crises everywhere, and he is just a loose mouse with a little tricks, he can only find some opportunities to make a living from the teeth of those beasts.

Based on his bone age, his body looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, but because of malnutrition, it looks like he's about thirteen or fourteen years old.

With his current physical condition, in fact, the most suitable job should be a newspaper boy, that is, the kind of teenagers who often appear in the streets and alleys in the film and television works with the background of the Republic of China, shouting "extraordinary".

But the problem is, that is a job that only children with "small assets" are eligible to accept.

And now, he can't even spend a few cents to buy newspapers.

What's more, with his appearance, even those who want to buy newspapers must avoid him.

The only good news is that his physical strength has finally recovered a little.

So, today, he doesn't plan to pick up garbage and eat.

……

Feng Xue's scrawny figure was like a stray dog ​​that was about to die of starvation, quickly walking through the streets and alleys, and a young man like him could almost see one within two steps in this city.

It's just that those who dismissed him, and didn't even bother to look at him, didn't notice that this young man seemed to have taken something away.

It's money.

At this time, the money is not as good as it used to be to buy a biscuit in the millions. A skilled worker earns about 16 to [-] yuan a month, and the rent for a floor in the French Concession is only [-] yuan. .

(Maybe it’s a double-opening relationship, and I suddenly realized that the purchasing power of silver dollars in this era is about the same as that of mysterious gold pounds)

In contrast, the income of literati in this era is very high. Take Brother Xun as an example, his monthly income is as much as 420 yuan. This is because some of his works have to be published frequently.

It’s no wonder that Taizu didn’t like literati. After all, Taizu only had 240 yuan a month to visit the library. At that time, Hu Shi, who had just returned from gilding and had not worked in Peking University for a long time, had a monthly salary of [-] yuan, a full [-] times. In addition, Hu Shi’s salary was still paid on a regular basis every month, while Taizu was often in arrears of wages.

cough cough...

However, most of what Feng Xue stole were copper coins, which were handed down from Manyan (Tongjiazi).

It is worth mentioning that the origin of this "dime" is very similar to the "quarter penny" of Great Britain. It is common people who cannot spend it, so they break it apart/tear it apart to spend it, and finally become a currency. unit.

This wave, this wave is historical convergence, it belongs to yes.

It's not that Feng Xue can't steal banknotes of larger denominations, or that he doesn't want to steal more, but because he can't afford to spend them. After all, the only end for a scantily clad beggar to take out silver dollars is to directly His hand was broken.

Trial?