It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

[Players are asked to choose a title. 】

[The title has been selected. 】

[Wear the title: A good liver, the leader of the Taoist sect, the wolf destroyer]

[Detects that the player has a synthetic skill - Killing Aura, an active skill - Diarrhea, a passive skill - Martial Arts Genius. 】

[Can be brought into the game together with skills obtained through lottery. 】

[Name: Xuan]

[Acquired identity: bandit]

[Physique: extremely high]

[Talent: Psychic]

[Comprehension: extremely high (passive skill martial arts genius takes effect, martial arts understanding leads to the gods)]

"Hey, why are you so generous with your game this time? You actually gave me such good data right out of the gate."

The moment he saw the character data, Chu Xuan, who was used to being tricked by simulators, was shocked.

“That’s not like your character, Simulator.

You're not really mentally retarded, are you? "

【I know your uncle. 】

[You poor guy, why don’t you take a pee and look at yourself in the mirror? Do you still have any point in imitating it? 】

[I couldn’t trick you even if I wanted to! 】

"You can control this character data yourself.

Did you deliberately trick me into simulating it before? "

Chu Xuan suddenly discovered a problem from the simulator's words.

The tone became unkind.

[Be careful, I will sue you for defamation. 】

[All attributes and skills are random. I am just a game. How can I control this? 】

"Heh, just think I believe it."

[Life simulation begins. 】

【Moderate game and enjoy a healthy life. 】

The simulator stopped talking nonsense to Chu Xuan.

After the two lines of small characters appeared, Chu Xuan felt his eyes spinning.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a wooden table.

Waves of dizziness came from my mind.

The strong smell of wine mixed with various weird odors made Chu Xuan's nose feel uncomfortable.

Slowly get up from the table.

Chu Xuan only felt a wave of weakness that he had never felt before.

This body is a bit too weak.

Not even a third-level warrior arrived.

At this moment, he felt a line of sight staring at him.

Turned his head subconsciously.

He saw a little girl who was eating her fingernails with a dirty face staring at him closely.

"Who are you?

What is your name? "

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes widened in shock, and she ignored Chu Xuan and ran out at an extremely fast speed.

He shouted as he ran.

"Grandpa Gongsun, Xuan has become stupid after drinking!"

After a while, a burst of urgent footsteps came.

I saw a skinny old man with white beard and hair walking back with the little girl just now.

Just when he saw Chu Xuan for the first time, the old man froze on the spot.

Although his appearance had not changed, the young man he had watched growing up before him gave him a completely different feeling than before.

Under his deep eyes, there seemed to be a volcano with surging undercurrents.

It gives people a very creepy and dangerous feeling.

"Xuan, are you okay?"

The old man asked with concern.

“I know your grandfather’s death has hit you hard.

But drinking like this every day is not okay.

The cottage still needs you to maintain it. "

At this time, Chu Xuan also received part of the memory of the previous owner of this body.

Know your identity.

A bandit, or the grandson of a bandit.

The village where he is located is called Tiger Village.

His parents died in the battle between Shanzhai and Shanzhai when he was young.

Xuan and his younger sister Xiao were raised by their grandfather.

Xuan's grandfather was a famous mountain bandit within dozens of miles and a sixth-level warrior.

He has dozens of brothers.

He has always only done things like robbing the rich, giving to the poor, and acting chivalrously.

No offense to ordinary people.

It has always had a good reputation locally.

But although there are many rich people in the world, they don't always pass by their jurisdiction.

In addition, most of the money robbed from the rich was distributed by the old man to the poor.

Therefore, the people in Menghu Village are constantly hungry and rarely have enough to eat.

This was already miserable enough.

As a result, a few days ago, Xuan's grandfather was invited by someone unknown and went down the mountain to compete with others.

He was fatally injured and died within a few days.

The person in charge dies.

The bandits on the surrounding hills immediately started to move.

Even officers and soldiers in nearby cities had the idea of ​​​​suppressing bandits.

In this case, the trees in the tiger village fell and the hozens scattered.

Most people secretly pack their bags and run away in the middle of the night.

Only a dozen bandits who were loyal to the old master remained in the house.

The full name of Grandpa Gongsun in front of me is Gongsun Zhuo.

He is an old friend of Grandpa Xuan, the second master of the Tiger Village, and a fifth-level warrior.

After his grandfather died, he helped take care of the village and the two brothers and sisters.

Because the grandfather who has always been dependent on each other suddenly passed away.

Xuan has been very depressed these days and uses alcohol to numb himself every day.

Until Chu Xuan came here.

Look at the old man's concerned eyes.

Chu Xuan resisted the feeling of weakness caused by continuous drinking.

He stood up and said with a faint smile.

"Grandpa Gongsun, I'm fine. How is the situation in the village now?"