Datang: Awakening of the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass at the Beginning

"Uh-huh! Hiss! My head hurts so much! Where is this?"

Zhang Sheng patted his forehead, his face was completely bloodless.

However, he soon discovered something was wrong. In his memory,

He was swallowed by the space crack, but now he is alive and well, maybe he is trapped somewhere.

So, I quickly gathered some strength and began to look around, and what I saw was an empty room.

There was no furniture or anything in the room, and it looked very empty.

The walls are made of earth, and you can see rays of sunlight filtering in, adding a touch of color to the room.

When Zhang Sheng saw such a scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay! It's okay! I didn't teleport to any strange place. Otherwise, with my meager strength, my life or death would be unpredictable!"

After Zhang Sheng put down the worries in his heart, he slowly lay down again, thinking about how he survived and where he is now? Who saved him?

After thinking about it, I felt a little hungry, so I struggled to sit up again, trying to find something to eat.

But soon he discovered something was wrong. He found that his hands seemed to be much smaller. They were just like the hands of a child.

Zhang Sheng didn't care about looking for food now. He quickly began to look around his whole body, and a bad premonition appeared in his mind.

"Is this time traveling again? Or is it rebirth?"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel angry towards Tang San:

"What a fool Tang San! You can't die far away in a fight. Becoming a god is amazing. If I hadn't come too late, I wouldn't have listened to anyone in Douluo Continent.

I finally let go of the obsession in my heart, and I had a comfortable life for a few days, but now it's all gone.

Mistress! Don't let me see you, or your legs will be damaged. "

At this time, Zhang Sheng scolded Tang San half to death in his heart, and then began to lament his own experience:

"A sin!"

In fact, despite the ferocity of Zhang Sheng's scolding here, I still feel a little uneasy inside.

He was afraid that he had just returned to when he first came to Douluo Continent. If that was the case, he would have nothing to struggle with.

Just live your life in peace and contentment.

If something changes, then you need to plan carefully, and maybe you will achieve great success.

Just when Zhang Sheng was thinking about something blindly, he had no idea that he was already in another world, and it was impossible to implement the ideas in his mind.

"Cuckoo!"

Maybe he was too absorbed in thinking. If the alarm sound hadn't come from his stomach again, he might not have come back to his senses.

"Forget it! Let's stop thinking about it for now. My stomach is tight. Besides, I don't know what my situation is right now. It's useless no matter how much I think about it."

After suppressing some unrealistic thoughts, Zhang Sheng also slowly walked around the room. He went from the room to the living room, or it can also be said to be the kitchen, and looked at the furnishings in the room.

There is a dilapidated table with a pair of worn-out dishes and chopsticks on it. There is a low bench next to the table, which may be where you usually sit when eating. Then there is an earthen stove against the other wall.

There is an iron pot with a chipped corner embedded on the stove, and this is all that the eye can see.

No matter how many things there are, whether they are good or bad, the more Zhang Sheng looks at them, the colder his heart becomes. Now he has a deep understanding of what it means to be penniless.

Regarding this situation, Zhang Sheng's pale little face couldn't help but twitch, and finally he could only sigh:

"Is there any need to look for it? How can there be food in a place that even rats despise? It's all Tang San's fault. Can't you live a good life? You have to fight to the death.

Thinking about the house and gold coins that you worked so hard to earn, now they are all gone. No matter how you think about it, it doesn't go smoothly. "

Although Zhang Sheng hates him to death, there is still one thing that is gratifying, that is, he is sure that he has deviated from his original trajectory. After all, this is not what happened when he came to Douluo Continent.

As for what the situation is now, I have to go and investigate for myself. I just hope it’s not too bad.

After Zhang Sheng took a deep breath, he opened the only intact wooden door, and the sunlight poured in. The dazzling light made Zhang Sheng unable to open his eyes for a while.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Sheng began to slowly adapt. The first thing that appeared in front of him was a high mountain.

Judging from the altitude, it is at least a thousand meters above sea level. It is summer now, so the mountains are full of green and full of vitality.

After Zhang Sheng looked at the mountains, he looked elsewhere. There were a few sparse houses in the distance.

It seemed to be the same house as the one he was in, an earthen thatched house.

As for whether there was anyone there, he didn't know. Maybe it was because of the hot weather. No matter on the road or in the fields, he didn't see a single person.

This made Zhang Sheng unable to find anyone even if he wanted to seek help, which made him feel even more miserable, and his resentment towards Tang San increased to another level.

He had no choice but to go out and have a look now, otherwise he would really be waiting to die.

Zhang Sheng strenuously walked Bu Hua towards the house in the distance, hoping that someone there could give him a break, otherwise it would be difficult for him to solve the problem of eating by himself in his current situation.

Just as Zhang Sheng was moving forward firmly, he suddenly heard a shout from behind him.

"Dalang of the Zhang family! Dalang of the Zhang family! Where are you going? You are still sick. Look, I have brought the doctor with you! Come back with me."

Zhang Sheng looked at the middle-aged man hurriedly running towards him, and was a little confused for a moment.

He couldn't remember who the person in front of him was, but he seemed to know himself, or perhaps this body.

"Uncle..."

Before Zhang Sheng could finish speaking, the middle-aged man picked up Zhang Sheng and walked to his home, still muttering:

"Why don't you listen to your uncle Dashan? You should have a good rest at home, but you are still running around. You are sick now.

Your body is weak. What should you do if something happens? How can I explain to your dead parents? "

"Uncle Dashan! I just..."

"Okay! I don't want to blame you, but I'm just worried that something might happen to you. The doctor is still waiting at home. He'll wait until he's done with the treatment."

Zhang Sheng looked at Uncle Dashan who was holding him in front of him and chattering non-stop. For a moment, he felt infinite warmth in his heart.

"There are still many good people! Let's repay him more in the future."

Soon Zhang Sheng returned to his dilapidated hut. At this moment, an old man holding a medicine box was waiting for them in the house.

"Doctor! I have brought this child here. Please show him quickly to avoid leaving any roots of disease."

"No hurry! No hurry! You take Xiao Langjun to the bed in the room and lie down first, so I can take his pulse."

"Okay! Thank you doctor first!"

As he spoke, Uncle Dashan put Zhang Sheng on the bed in the room, and followed the doctor to take Zhang Sheng's pulse.

"It's okay! Xiao Langjun is just a little weak. I will prescribe him some medicine later.

Once he eats it, he'll be fine. Go and prepare some liquid food for him and let him warm his belly first. "

After the doctor got everything done, he said goodbye and left. Zhang Sheng also ate some porridge prepared by Uncle Dashan, and he seemed to be more energetic.

"Master Zhang! You should have a good rest first and stop running around. I will bring you dinner."

"Thank you, Uncle Dashan!"

"Why are you so polite to your uncle Dashan? I'll go back first so as not to worry your aunt."

Zhang Sheng looked at Uncle Dashan's leaving figure, he was a little lost in thought for a moment, and then he became a little annoyed.

"Why did you forget about the business? I haven't asked him what the situation is now. Forget it! Anyway, there is no rush for this moment. Taking good care of your health is the first priority."

Zhang Sheng thought about it and slowly closed his eyes.