I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

It is actually a miracle that Ye Zhuolin lived until he was 30 years old.

He didn't have any impression of his father, since he could remember, it was his mother who lived with him.His mother was very beautiful, but she took him to live in the mountains, so Ye Zhuolin had the ability to survive in the wilderness since he was a child, which laid the foundation for his strong survival in the future.

There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, and life is poor. He didn't know why his mother took her to the mountains before, until one time, his mother inadvertently said to him: "Ye'er, your father bid farewell to me in Huaiyin Valley. waiting for him."

At that time, Ye Zhuolin was still young, so he didn't know what this sentence meant. When he realized something was wrong later, there was no one to ask.

On the day he turned six, his mother had just named him Ye Cong, and disappeared the next day.

Ye Zhuolin waited in the mountains for seven days and seven nights, but did not wait for his mother to come back. No matter how daring and brave he is in the future, but at that time he was only a six-year-old child, afraid of the dark and afraid of being alone.At that time, the weather turned cold, the mountains were extremely cold, and there were few animal activities. Ye Zhuolin couldn't tell which fruits were not poisonous, so food was in short supply, and he had no choice but to go down the mountain.

To this day, Ye Zhuolin also feels that he was abandoned by his parents.

Why did his mother leave?Is it because he burned his mother's handkerchief because of his naughtiness?Or let go of the rabbits for food?Or randomly picking poisonous fruit?I don't know, I don't know anything, I only know the result of being left behind.

Ye Zhuolin went down the mountain and went to the town. Because he didn't know how to pay for things, he was beaten several times.

Later, he learned how to survive in the place under the mountain, and knew that food and clothes should be exchanged for silver, but he didn't.

He is too young to work, let alone earn money. If he doesn't have one, he can only steal and rob.

After going back and forth, Ye Zhuolin has developed the ability to come and go freely. Because he is often beaten, out of self-defense, Ye Zhuolin started to practice martial arts when he was about seven years old.

He has no money to hire a teacher, so he can only practice by himself. As for how to practice, it is nothing more than beating against a stake, stealing a sword, and using it by himself without a teacher, or climbing over the wall of a rich kid to peek, and then slow down by himself. Think slowly.

Ye Zhuolin may indeed have some talent in martial arts, in only three months, he can throw a grown man with his arms around his shoulders.

Then, he found an upright way to make money.

Help people fight.

If he wins, he collects money. The money he wins once is enough for him to live comfortably for three days. However, if he loses, it’s fine if he doesn’t have money. Occasionally, he gets injured all over his body. Fortunately, those are all fights between children, only flesh and blood injuries , no bones were injured.

His mother actually taught him to be an upright gentleman and never do immoral things, so Ye Zhuolin was unwilling to owe people anything. After he was able to make money by himself, he began to try to pay back the money. Stolen store.As he grew older, his winning rate in fights became higher and higher, and he became the king of the kids in the neighborhood, and also the boss of the gang of kids.

Unexamined until the age of ten.

At that time, Ye Zhuolin was already the overlord among children, being flattered and flattered by a group of childish children, although he was not rich, he had no worries about food and clothing.That day, he had just received the money, and he was chatting and wandering around the shop, wanting to change his clothes, when he was halfway through the selection, he suddenly heard loud shouting and cursing outside the door.

Ye Zhuolin went out to look around, and saw several grown men cursing at a boy lying on the ground, two or three of them punched and kicked.The boy looked to be only six or seven years old. He was covered in dust and his face was dirty. He closed his eyes and remained motionless, looking as if he was about to die.

It was very similar to the situation I was in, and I unconsciously felt a little pity.

Ye Zhuolin paused for a while, then looked down at his clothes, yes, they are old and can be worn.

Then he rushed over, in a flowing manner, and kicked the most ruthless adult man with a flying kick, directly kicking the man three feet away.Everyone around was taken aback, and someone yelled at him: "Little brat! Mind your own business!"

Ye Zhuolin ignored him, squatted down and wanted to pull the boy up on the ground, but the boy was beaten hard and resisted this kind of touch very much. Ye Zhuolin didn't pull for a while, but when he pulled again, he noticed the boy With the blood on his chest, he quickly let go.

"Beating so hard?" Ye Zhuolin took out the traumatic medicine that he carried with him, and carefully poked the boy's shoulder, "Are you alright?"

The boy was still lying on his side, curled up into a shrimp, with a painful expression on his face, and kept silent.

Ye Zhuolin scratched his head, turned around and said to the group of men, "Why are you beating him? The attack is not serious or serious."

"He stole!" One of the men blew his beard and stared. "He stole ten coins from me, three times!"

Ye Zhuolin glanced at the boy's clothes, and was stunned: "It's pretty good, why did you steal your money?"

"You ask me how do I know?"

"Uh." Ye Zhuolin said to the boy, "Although they went a little too far, it's really your fault for stealing. How about I pay it back for you first? Then give it to me when you have money?"

The boy didn't speak, probably because he didn't have the strength to speak, Ye Zhuolin sighed, got up and said, "Uncle, how much did he take from you?"

"Are you going to help him pay it back? The kid is very rich?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly, "In addition to the previous two times, he took 300 taels from me!"

There was a burst of sighing around, obviously thinking that the man's nonsense was too fake, the man may have regarded Ye Zhuolin as a young man from a rich family who was ignorant of the world, and wanted to scam him.

But Ye Zhuolin is naturally not a rich young man, when he heard the price, he gave the boy a sympathetic look: "You have to look at your face when stealing things, stealing money from this kind of person, tsk, his IQ has polluted you What should I do? It’s better to be hungry and not touch his purse.”

The clear child's voice, but the words he uttered were extremely poisonous, the man was stunned, and said harshly: "Stinky boy, if you don't give it, then don't mind your own business."

The boy was already getting up trembling, and the blood on his chest was oozing out. Ye Zhuolin became a little angry when he saw this appearance: "Your attack is really not serious. If no one stops you, are you going to fight?" kill him?"

"So what?" The man rushed up, grabbed Ye Zhuolin's collar, and gave Ye Zhuolin a hard punch in the face, "Boy, when you vent your anger on others, you must first weigh yourself, don't I don’t even know that I accidentally killed myself.”

The boy who was still sluggish just now was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, he got up without knowing where he was, and grabbed the man's wrist, his immature voice was almost hoarse: "He didn't steal from you, you hit me! Don't hit him!"

Ye Zhuolin got a nosebleed from this punch, and was stunned, his first reaction was to look at the little boy beside him.

The little boy was a head shorter than him, weakly but stubbornly grabbed the man and grabbed his hand, probably because he felt Ye Zhuolin's gaze, the boy turned his head and met Ye Zhuolin's eyes.

The boy's eyes were very clear and bright, which didn't match the blood on his body. Seeing the man punch the boy again, Ye Zhuolin ignored his self-created rules of "If you suffer a loss, you have to keep silent, and if you have a reason, do it", and directly jumped at him. The punch returned.

Due to years of martial arts and fighting, his hand strength is already close to that of an adult man. With a punch, the man's eyes stared at gold stars, he staggered back a few steps, and his eyebrows turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Zhuolin hugged the boy and said in a low voice: "You go first, take the medicine and make do with it first."

The boy had obviously never experienced this kind of posture, and didn't know what to do: "You...you go too."

"Hey, I have to help you pay back the money. How much do you owe?"

"Thirty Wen..."

"..." With such a small amount of money, Ye Zhuolin was speechless, "Hey, I will help you. Remember that you have a chance, and you must pay me back the money you owe me. Go and go."

Ye Zhuolin pushed the boy away, and caught a knife that was cut at him. Immediately, the blood remained. He received another uppercut to the man's chin, and directly knocked out the man's front teeth.

Immediately afterwards, another seven or eight people howled and rushed over. Ye Zhuolin rubbed his hands and participated in the first adult group fight in his life history.

In the end, what stood was Ye Zhuolin, who was not as high as the chest height of others.

Ye Zhuolin was covered in blood, and he might have suffered internal injuries. His chest hurt a little, and he squatted on the ground with his teeth bared. The boy who was hiding aside couldn't bear it any longer, and ran over tremblingly, handing him the medicine Ye Zhuolin gave him. Out: "You take medicine..."

Ye Zhuolin was sweating from the pain. Along with the terrified voices of the onlookers, he calmed down and explained: "This is for external application, it is for bruises, you use it yourself. I am a knife wound, so it is unnecessary."

The boy trembled all over and was about to cry. Ye Zhuolin couldn't help him: "Hey? Why did you hurt more than me? Hiss, help me take out the money bag."

The boy complied, and carefully took out the money bag from Ye Zhuolin's arms. He was very smart, and without Ye Zhuolin's words, he took out a tael of silver: "To them?"

"Children are very intelligent." Ye Zhuolin said old-fashioned, as if he was not a child himself.

That time, Ye Zhuolin became famous in the first battle, and the news spread directly in the surrounding area. It was said that a ten-year-old boy killed a group of big men by himself. Most of those big men lacked front teeth, but miraculously got a tael of silver. It is said that they paid the bill and paid for the medical expenses.

In the next few days, the boy took care of Ye Zhuolin almost every step of the way, and cried while taking care of Ye Zhuolin. What?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "I don't know."

"..." Ye Zhuolin's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "Little brother, did you pop out of a rock?"

The boy scratched his head embarrassingly: "I didn't have time to get up."

"……How old are you?"

"Seven years old."

"Why is there no name at the age of seven?"

"There were many things in the family before, so the matter of naming has been put on hold. My father said that it would not be too late to start again the day before I turned seven." The boy lowered his head, "But when I was about to turn seven, my family I was sealed up, so I came here, and today is my seventh birthday."

Ye Zhuolin held the bandage in his mouth, his movements froze, and he said vaguely: "Oh, then I wish you... happy birthday, hey, I didn't mention your name, you should know your last name."

"Yeah." The boy nodded, "My surname is Lu."

"My surname is Lu, since you are younger than me, I will call you Xiao Lu Lu first." Ye Zhuolin said with a smile.