Shang Gaiyong, who secretly left his "hometown" incognito, did not live a very good life, when the demons were in turmoil, the land was devastated, and a young man with no background was living alone in exile and in a ...... situation Naturally, it is very bleak, especially ...... He has almost no power, just an ordinary person.

“...... Son, my father has been in the nest for a lifetime, and your mother was killed alive by them...... Dad could only watch and didn't dare to make a sound......"

Vaguely in every tossing and turning dream, the man who was always accompanied by alcohol in the second half of his life and almost became a drunken corpse always vomited blood and repeated that sentence.

"Daddy didn't work...... I can't give you anything, and I don't have the ability and courage to fight against fate...... Only ...... Give you a chance to fight for freedom! Now, your blood and power, I have sealed it, and I will ...... As long as you are careful to avoid them, you are free and can be reborn...... Find your own new life. ”

Staggering under his feet, the man who was drenched in oil and wine, but did not hesitate for a moment, he watched him rush out like this, and soon his whole body was on fire, and he became a burning man who wailed in pain, but he rushed straight to the place where he had originally prepared, and then a huge explosion that shook the heavens and the earth, and destroyed everything with the fire and impact that rushed to the sky.

The explosion caused chaos, and he took advantage of the chaos to escape from the Jedi where no one should be able to leave alive and began...... A new life.

New life is not as simple as it seems literally, for this opportunity to live again, not only did I abandon everything I had in the first half of my life, but I was not completely burdened in the future, and it was not so easy to start again and embark on a new happy life. Even if he escapes from the forbidden land, he still has to be a low-key person, for fear that some rumors will spread over there and make those people suspicious, and all the hard work and sacrifices before will be ruined.

The strength and kung fu cultivated in the first half of his life were all sealed and invalidated, and none of the Wen Tao Wu strategies that he had studied and read could not be expressed, so as not to attract attention, and he obviously had extraordinary insight and could become an extraordinary person, but he could only force his inner restlessness and become a member of all sentient beings.

...... This suffering is not something that others can imagine, nor is it something that I once imagined before I jumped out and got a new life.

In order to survive, he was willing to do any kind of work, just to eat a full meal, and in the years of wandering, he worked as a dock bundler, a dart master, a coachman, a brothel, a brothel, and a teahouse, learning to be a storyteller...... There are all kinds of things, there are 360 lines in the world, and I have done a quarter of them, and I can be regarded as having seen all kinds of things in the world.

If it is in the peaceful years, if you have the perseverance to grit your teeth and work, and dare to do it, even if you can't get ahead, at least you usually don't have to worry about food and clothing, but in this era of demons and chaos, many people who are trying to survive still die easily, just want to live, what they need ...... It's not just about trying......

Over the years, Shang Gaiyong's job has changed again and again, but many times, he is a beggar, falling down the street, begging for food.

During the famine years, there should have been a lot of beggars, and most of the displaced victims were reduced to begging to get by, but the famine was so extreme that even the kind-hearted people were too busy to take care of themselves, and the government clans that had worked hard to maintain the apparent peace in the past had no more spare strength, who would give alms? Most of the beggars could only pick up swords and guns directly, become thieves and bandits, and even defect to demons, and come back to take the throne by plundering the human race.

Those who can still be beggars are only those who can't hold a butcher's knife, and after they can't bear it anymore, they can only swallow their anger at the bottom of the food chain, and Shang Gaiyong is in such a situation.

Hunger and cold are forced and winter, Shang Gaiyong's winter is not easy, he is very sick, he has a very bad fever, his brain is groggy, he is obviously a big man, but under the suffering of poverty and illness, he is as thin as a skinny bone.

Sometimes, looking at the snow falling outside the broken house window, burying the dead bodies that had fallen down and never got up again, he often wondered: What is the purpose of the new life that I have worked so hard to pursue? What is the point of jumping from one prison to another, bigger and more bitter prison?

...... If I die here like this, will my life be a joke, and will my father regret it if he knew?

Whenever such thoughts came up in pain, he always felt a strong fear, but it was as if he was about to get a kind of relief, like his father who was freed from the fire.

With this in mind, he dragged his sick body every day, and some surviving beggars went to grab some porridge and rice donated by a few large families, making a final effort to survive.

Fatigue, unable to push and shove with others, was kicked to the ground by others, it was not an accident, he fell on the cold snow, panting, coughing violently, looking up at the sky where the snow fell, the large snowflakes made the sky hazy, and then even his vision began to blur.

...... Is my ridiculous life finally coming to an end?

The people around him seemed to suddenly shout something, a little noisy, but he couldn't hear it clearly, and he didn't want to listen to it anymore, and then, a very beautiful face suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Is it okay, sir?"

It was a beautiful girl in her teens, wearing blue clothes, wearing a golden hairpin, but she looked like a pair of eyes with smart and moving eyes, and her lips were even more ruddy and attractive.

But this very delicate young lady, at this time, showed extraordinary action, shouted loudly to the family members present, carried the seriously ill beggar away from the snow, gave him a cotton jacket and hot soup, and later ordered the doctor in the house to help see a doctor, decoction and medicine were sent, saving the beggar's life.

From the mouths of the bystanders, the beggar knew that this good-looking girl was from this big family...... The seventh lady of the Yuan family in Jiangbei, Yuan Tingting.

This is undoubtedly a very kind girl, among the daughters of the Yuan family's generation, she is not the most beautiful one, but she is the best one, it is said that it is the head of the family who is moved by her invitation, the Yuan family will continue to give porridge and relief, to help these hungry people in the city who are stepping on the death line, for several years, I don't know how many people are alive, and I don't know how many people have benefited.

The beggar was cured, his life was saved, and he slowly recovered from his illness, and he felt that this was God's mercy on him, and gave him a new chance, and somewhere in his heart, he guessed...... This may be because of his lost life, and there is finally a way forward.

He wanted to see Miss Seven again......

For this reason, the Yuan family's daily soup kitchen has become a moment when he is full of anticipation, always waiting anxiously for a whole day, and then trying to squeeze to the front during the soup kitchen, and even often stunned there, at a loss, just to be able to get closer to Miss Seven, look at her watery eyes, look at her fair skin, and the smile like the first bloom of hibiscus.

Most of the time, Miss Seven directs the Yuan family's family to give porridge and steamed buns, but sometimes, Miss Seven will personally scoop the porridge and pour it into everyone's bowls, or hold the steamed buns with her own hands and distribute them to the hungry.

Every time he encounters this kind of time, when he is lucky enough to touch Miss Seven's hand, he will be excited all night, looking at his palm repeatedly, recalling the feeling of that moment, and he may be full of happiness for several days in a row.

...... Sometimes, Miss Seven would say two words to her, although they were meaningless, "Sir, is it enough to eat", "Please let me go", "Please eat slowly", but it also made him ecstatic in his heart.

...... Sometimes, the hot breath exhaled by Miss Seven would blow on his face......

Every casual contact with Miss Seven is precious to him, who has nothing, and it is the greatest happiness in his life, and slowly, he is not only satisfied with seeing only a short time every day, he wants to have more opportunities to see Miss Seven, and see her figure more.

Beggars, there is no chance.

After much consideration...... Or he couldn't think about it at all, he decided to sell himself into the Yuan Mansion, and after some hard work, he became the family member of the Yuan Mansion, and was given the name "Comfort Pavilion", abandoning the dignity and name of his ancestors, although in his opinion, these things were originally the things he wanted to get rid of the most after his rebirth, and they could be used in exchange for a chance to achieve happiness, which was simply a gift from God.

I have to admit that the beggar's luck was indeed not bad, and he was assigned to become a gardener, and happened to be in charge of the flower beds and grass in front of the houses of several young ladies, and started a good first step.

He was not from a peasant family, in fact, he didn't know how to grow flowers, he was in a hurry at the beginning, made a lot of jokes, and was almost expelled from the house, but at the critical moment, it was still Miss Seven's kind cover-up, so that he could continue to stay.

"Sir, there will inevitably be a lot of difficulties in life, please take care. ”

After saving the gardener in front of her father and brother, in the face of his thanks, Yuan Tingting smiled and gave encouragement in return, and then turned to leave.

The gardener was a little disappointed that Miss Seven did not recognize him, although he did not seem to be much better when he was recognized as a former beggar, he still felt a little lost.

...... I hope she remembers me, I hope ...... She thinks I'm an important person!

Such a voice sounded in the gardener's heart, and at that time he didn't realize what such a mood represented, but he just wanted to try to grasp the opportunity to become Miss Seven's gardener, study hard, and want to plant the flowers she likes as soon as possible.

In the mansion, there is a lot more chance of seeing Miss Seven, and I have heard a lot of stories about Miss Seven from other family members.

Everyone said that Miss Seven is the best person in the Yuan family's generation, and may even be the best one in the entire Yuan family, kind, enthusiastic, and willing to put down her body to help others, without her, Jiangbei doesn't know how many innocent people have died in vain over the years.

It's a pity that in addition to her kindness, Miss Seven's talent in literature and martial arts is lackluster, so that she can't get the attention of the family.

And this is by no means a good thing, because the Yuan family is also in turmoil under the current general trend, the current head of the family is already old, and there are rumors that the head of the family and the elders are likely to skip the second generation and directly select the third generation of new blood to succeed the head of the family, so the competition between the third generation has long been fierce, and there is no room for escape.

Power struggle, if you are involved, you can't quit, or you can squeeze into the front, go all the way and finally seize the big position, or you lose cleanly, lose and die, even if you give in, it will make the winner worry about the future backlash, become a thorn in the side to be removed, at least it will be used as a tool for political marriage, marry far away, or die unclear.

Jumping out of this circle, he understands the cruelty best, and he doesn't want these helplessness to be contaminated with the innocent Miss Seven.

The best, time will stay at this moment forever, she lives happily, and she is always outside her house, planting flowers for her, and the deserted courtyard is only herself and her......

When he finally practiced makes perfect, and was able to make the flowers bloom in the garden, and the fragrant fragrance and the afternoon sun were spitting fragrance in this small courtyard, the cold wind of power struggle finally swept in, breaking the former tranquility and bringing a new twist to his life.