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In front of the computer, the otaku Zhang Yu stared at the bloodshot panda eyes and stared at the screen intently. The right-hand mouse clicks wildly, and the left-handed keyboard is pressed randomly, showing the extremely fast micro-manipulation technique. But he roared in his mouth: "Bull Demon King, you Yadi will not die again, Lao Tzu will lead the city management to destroy your wife of the village." ”

Suddenly, the brilliance of the sun in the distance gradually disappeared, and when I looked up, there was a strange cloud floating in the east, black and oppressive. There is a big one: 'The clouds are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings. 'Sight.

The summer weather always bothers the forecaster, the sun is still hanging in the sky, the thunder of gongs and drums is approaching, and a cool breeze dissipates the residual heat from before. The long hair of the willow flying in the wind, the charming and exotic bright eyes, swaying gracefully in the wind, and the rustling sound of the intersection. A somewhat hoarse and extremely bouncy voice.

"Boom !!" A thunderclap. Ringing in the sky. The Dao Silver Snake and the demons danced wildly. Sometimes it bursts out of the clouds. Sometimes ups and downs and adversity.

Then there was a "boom-boom" of thunder, and the black clouds resembled a herd of galloping and roaring wild horses. Layer by layer overflowing overhead, the thicker and thicker they gather, the lower and lower the pressure, as if they could tear a piece down from the top of the building. The sun was so frightened that he didn't know where to hide, as if someone had turned the clock to the night, and the sky and the earth were dark.

A certain otaku felt a strangeness, picked up the dry water cup next to him, and drank the water like cute, hiding the tension in his heart.

"Click!!" With a loud bang, lightning fell from the sky across the sky, accompanied by thunder that resounded throughout the sky and the ground. Lightning turned into a sharp sword. Passed through the window and slashed towards the otaku Zhang Yu.

However, Zhang Yu, the otaku next to the computer, was completely paralyzed, and he forgot to dodge. Fortunately, the lightning target under the blessing of the invincible otaku aura was biased. Directly on the computer.

The computer screen changed instantly, and the long-lost island maid on the desktop actually spoke playfully and asked, "Brother, why bother so much?" ”

A 'brother' made Zhang Yu's whole body soft. The crispy crispy produced goosebumps. Then it was like a basin of cold water poured on him.

"Do you want to be a killer?"

Killer? Lao Tzu is an otaku who destroys the future of all mankind.

"Do you want to be a catcher?"

"Pounce on your mother. This kind of low-wage, high-risk type of work is where there is a good urban management. ”

"Do you want to have an enviable, good job?"

"Do you want all the girls in the world to look up to you?"

"Do you want to go home before the age of thirty?"

……

Zhang Yu showed a contemptuous look, and he was happy in vain, it turned out to be an unscrupulous advertisement. In a fit of rage, the ghost sent the god to press the enter key.

The moment he pressed the Enter key, he suddenly felt a huge wave of energy surging from the screen and engulfing himself in it, and countless currents were surging and slamming hard. I am like a flat boat in the whirlpool, drifting with the current. In the midst of the overturning of the river, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and eventually, like a soul out of his mind, he collapsed......

It was displayed on the computer screen

"Do you want to be a catcher?"

Time, the scene changes instantly, and the place where the camera appears is no longer a smoky kennel, but a temple with birds singing and flowers and being ventilated on all sides. Take the current words - broken temples.

What's going on? Zhang Yu opened his eyes, and a lion shook his head. 'Oops,' carelessly, it twisted wide, and its neck made a 'click' sound. Zhang Yu, who was in pain, had to say goodbye to Zhuangzi.

"Oops, it hurts. When did your body become so brittle. ”

"We've won the 50-meter old man slow riding championship in the Little Sports Club before."

A ray of sunlight shone on his face and he felt his nose tickle.

"Ahh

I only felt a wave of dizziness, dizziness, and stars in my eyes. Then lie down. A sneeze will hit us, and this body is so bad that Cheng dù.

"Bang !!"

"Ouch!!" Something hit the back of the head. Let Zhang Yu reflex, hug the back of his head, and scream in pain. Tears are about to fall.

"What?!"

"It hurts, it hurts?!"

I took out the thing and took a look, and for a while, the Supreme Treasure found the Zixia Fairy five hundred years ago, holding the music of the demon mirror, and the five-minute close-up, and I was completely stunned.

Damn, a broken bowl. There is also a gap on it.

"How did this broken bowl come from?"

Zhang Yu looked at the broken bowl in his hand blankly, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, his brain was dazed, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

"Item Name: Beggar's Bowl

Passive: Increases the chance of asking for money by 5%"

Your sister? The 'Beggar's Bowl' is all exclusive. People know that exclusive is junk goods. You can't sell for money, you can only sell NPCs.

Wait a minute? Seem? Zhang Yu immediately realized the severity of the situation, this is not his own kennel.

Looking around, the house was full of messes. In the center of the house is a bronze tripod, surrounded by tattered curtains hanging from thick pillars. A clay statue sits on a clay platform behind the bronze tripod, covered with dust. This clay statue is more than three meters high, wearing a purple and gold helmet, wearing a green robe and armor, a face is as red as the morning glow, and three long wisps of beard float on the chest. No need to ask, this classic is naturally a model for my generation, Master Guan, the God of Martial Wealth.

Could it be that all of them are dreaming? Zhang Yu pinched his thigh again like a child, felt the pain, and confirmed that it was not a hallucination.

Was it kidnapped? After thinking about it carefully, I have no money, no ability, no use value at all, no one will kidnap me, I just remember pressing the enter key at the end, and then I don't know anything, the whole thing is weird.

Suddenly there were a lot of things in my head, and it seemed that there were some things that didn't belong to me. Just like in the game I saw before and the afterlife, there are attributes.

I picked up the broken bowl again and looked at it carefully,

Item Name: Beggar's Bowl

Passive: 5% increased chance of asking for money

Sure enough, maybe we really have a system attached to it. Then thinking about it carefully, an interface appeared as a result. It's like a holographic image of Iron Man.

Name: Zhang Yu

Occupation: Little beggar

Nationality: Da Song

Age: 15 years old

Status: Weak and windy

Combat effectiveness: 3

Current task status: None

Just when our protagonist is checking his attributes, at this time a group of beggars have come back from asking for food, and the place where the beggars live is naturally a ruined temple. It's also a shelter from the wind and rain.

"Are all our rich people in the Great Song Dynasty dead, and at the end of the day, we will not be able to make two dates (the latest chapter of official art)."

"That's not right, there are more and more rich people. It is the good who are dead. ”

"Yes. These rich people are unkind and miserly for the rich. Another day, gather the brothers in the gang to go to their house and sing the lotus flower falling. ”

A group of beggars poured into the ruined temple, behaving in a chatty manner full of cynicism. When I came in, I saw Zhang Yu kneeling on the ground, with his arms outstretched and motionless.

One of the beggars seemed to be their leader, but he was dressed differently. A rectangular face, a slight beard under the chin, rough hands and feet, the clothes on his body are covered with patches, but they are cleanly washed, he holds a dog-beating stick in his hand, and carries a large gourd with vermilion paint on his back. There are also three bags around the waist. This is what the saying goes: beggars help three bags of elders.

said: "Xiao Yu'er, what are you doing?" ”

Zhang Yu's mind didn't turn around for a while, and he thought he was playing a game in an Internet café, so he said casually: "Look at the attributes." ”

"Attributes?" The beggars touched their heads and felt inexplicable. Are we falling behind?

The beggar stepped forward and touched Zhang Yu's forehead: "The fever hasn't gone away yet?" ”

"While masturbating, don't disturb my brother."

Zhang Yu was interrupted, came back to his senses from the character interface, and saw a group of people dressed exactly like him, with patches on their clothes.

I saw a group of beggars flashing to the side, and the beggar armor that touched Zhang Yu just now was lying on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was pale, and he was terrifying.

Zhang Yu's body trembled, and his eyes quickly retreated. After thinking about it carefully, some memories burst out, thinking that they were the memories of the little beggar. is also called Zhang Yu, called Xiaoyuer. No wonder it can be possessed? Let's also call Zhang Yu. A thousand years ago, it was a family.

In memory, the beggar in front of him is the head of the beggar in this broken temple (read the full text of the official technique). It is a branch rudder of the beggar gang, Tianchang County (now near Tianchang City, Chuzhou, Anhui)

He didn't dare to look at it more, but he was afraid that the other party would be jealous, so he hurriedly retracted his head, but his body moved out slightly, and he said in his heart: "This guy is usual, relying on himself to be an elder of the three bags, he always bullies and scolds his predecessor. "What the hell is going to do?

Suddenly, I didn't know that the guy who wasn't wearing pants burst out:

"Little fish?! You dare to beat the elders, you are going to die?! ”

Is the elder your own father, or your best friend?! It's too late to think about it.

A dark shadow came at us.

"Bang !!"

It seems that someone in his ear is ruthlessly saying to him: If you are attacked, your HP will be reduced by 10 points.

Although the punch looks fierce. However, the damage done is minimal. This is relative to others, and the small body that can't help but be weak to us, where can it withstand the beating.

Hurriedly hugged his head, pouted his buttocks and said, "Help, hero, hero." The youngest one has an eighty-year-old mother and a toddler waiting to be fed......"

"Aren't you an orphan? Where did the eighty-year-old mother come from? ”

"You're only fucking fifteen, and you're not yet developed? You're a turtle grandson, and you want a little beggar. ”

"Sue you, you are a beggar, you are a beggar all your life. What is a beggar? He wants food, and he is destined to not be able to marry a daughter-in-law. ”

A series of rebuttals and insults left him speechless and speechless. Isn't it all written like this in TV dramas? As long as the bad guys say this, those heroes will be merciful and let you live. A TV series for a pit dad. But he forgot about it, there were no heroes in front of him, some were just beggars.

"Help?!"