Chapter 1
"When I woke up... the world had completely changed." Bai Lang huddled up and looked at the surroundings, mumbling something. That's right, he didn't recognize the current scene at all. He didn't even know where he was. Logically, he should be hanging out in front of his computer at home, on a rare day off. But what was going on with this dilapidated temple and the smelly straw? And what was going on with the rags on his body that smelled really good?
I seem to be a little beggar? The question is, what happened? Bai Lang stood up and confirmed that he had indeed become a child, but fortunately he was still a boy, and his hands and feet were intact and not "cut off". He was going to check the door, since there was no one else around. The scene outside made Bai Lang firm in the fact that he had traveled through time - in fact, his current situation alone was enough to prove that he came here for some reason, and his body age had become younger, which was enough to prove the existence of supernatural power.
The situation in front of us is that there is a field outside this dilapidated temple, and the background is rolling mountains. There are not many people on the road, but there are people working in the fields.
Just when Bai Lang didn't know what to do, a little beggar came running in from outside, " Why don't you hurry up! Changle Gang is opening a charity hall today and recruiting small errand boys. Do you want to sit here and starve to death? Why don't you hurry up and come with me." This little beggar was a head taller than Bai Lang, and his appearance was quite resolute - but that was probably because he was thin and his eyes looked relatively large. Bai Lang was grabbed by this man and ran away without knowing what was going on.
While running, Bai Lang really couldn't remember the name of the person in front of him, "Don't they say that soul travel should integrate memories? Judging from his tone, he doesn't sound like a stranger, so he must be very familiar with me? Could it be that he's traveled in the flesh? He's replaced someone who looks exactly like me?" But it's best not to think too much while running, because Bai Lang immediately stepped on empty air and was about to roll forward.
Instinctively, he began to adjust his center of gravity. To Bai Lang's surprise, he adjusted his center of gravity quickly and well. After one foot stepped into the air, the foot immediately exerted force and stepped forward. The foot behind also followed the pace. As for the moving center of gravity, it returned again by swinging its arms. This is the level of a gymnast. Bai Lang also knew that in the past, before he traveled through time, he would never be able to do this. He would definitely do a dog-eating-shit move.
However, after such an incident, Bai Lang didn't dare to think too much and just focused on running to the destination first - at this time he discovered another good thing, that is, his breathing was still relatively steady even though he was running so fast, and he didn't start to breathe like a bellows... If it were the lazy office waste in the past, he should be lying on the ground gasping for breath now.
This round of running took half an hour. While Bai Lang was surprised at his current physical strength, he also looked at the guy next to him in surprise. This guy actually ran all the way without stopping, as if his face was not malnourished and extremely thin. "Maybe there is really something magical here. I forgot that he mentioned Changle Gang before... Could it be that there is actually so-called martial arts here? Changle Gang, Changle Gang? Could it be the world of Xia Ke Xing?" Speaking of Changle Gang, what else can you think of? Isn't it Xia Ke Xing?
The small training ground in front of him was full of children, including little beggars who looked like him, and of course children from ordinary families who were dressed cleanly. Now they were all looking at a platform in front of them. No one was sitting behind the platform yet, but they would probably sign up here later. Bai Lang only remembered to touch himself now, and he found a small metal plate on his neck that was also covered with dirt and was strung with a thread so dirty that the color could not be seen. It was neither gold nor silver, but a small copper plate.
The copper plate was very small, about half the length of his finger. To Bai Lang, it looked like a smaller dog tag. There were also zigzag lines on it, which looked like some kind of seal script. However, Bai Lang couldn't tell it now - first, it was dirty, and second, he didn't really understand seal script. Just as he was studying the dog tag, a voice spread throughout the square - the voice was not very loud, but it seemed to echo in his ears. According to the martial arts books he had read, Bai Lang believed that this was a manifestation of the pinnacle of martial arts internal strength.
What he saw was a man dressed as a master with eight big men in a line. The master was already sitting on a chair. It was this master who was talking just now. "Everyone present is dressed in ancient costumes, and I don't know what dynasty it is - it's not written in the book "Xia Ke , but it's definitely not the Tang Dynasty." Bai Lang thought, and the master said that everyone should be quiet and start lining up. There is no need to rush. The test will start after everyone registers one by one.
The test was naturally done by the eight big men. The so-called test was simple, just touching the joints and pinching the muscles of these children - at least that's what Bai Lang saw. Bai Lang's turn was already in line. He walked to the table and asked, "Name?" The lawyer raised his head and looked into his eyes. Bai Lang couldn't see any expression in the other's eyes. He just felt that it was so dazzling that he had to lower his head slightly. "Bai Lang," he said.
The master wrote down these two words quickly. It seems that the characters here are no different. "Age?" Bai Lang was immediately confused. How did he know his age? He was almost thirty years old before he traveled through time, but how could this body look thirty years old? Fortunately, Bai Lang's brain was quick and he estimated his height and immediately reported an age of "twelve years old".
Although he lowered his head, Bai Lang could still feel the eyes looking him up and down like X-rays. Judging from the situation of a martial arts master, he could not rule out the possibility that the other party was using his internal force to sense him - after all, this master seemed to be an expert of an expert. The other party said "hmm", and Bai Lang could still see the other party wrote the word "twelve" with his head lowered, but there was no problem after that. A big man directly picked up Bai Lang and felt his bones up and down.
"No hidden injuries, all the tendons and bones are intact, and there is no sign of broken bones regenerating." The big man's hands were very fast, and he had already touched Bai Lang's bones in a few breaths - anyway, the focus was on the spine and limbs. This meant that Bai Lang passed. The next step was just to take a shower and change clothes. This time Bai Lang did not go with the little beggar who dragged him here - to be honest, he didn't even know the other person's name, but the other person also passed.
After changing his clothes and getting his number plate, Bai Lang became the lowest-ranking errand boy of the Changle Gang. The number plate did not say 9527, but 1024...
