The aliens' voices had long disappeared, and Gao Qiang's heart still had their voices, as if they were ringing again.

"When you come to this world, everything is real. They are all living people like you, no different from humans on earth, the same physiological structure and the same mentality, and even culture, including the geographical environment, are the same as your original world.

You must remember that this matter was something you asked me to do. Although it is our helping factor, if you do not voluntarily live in this world, then this matter will violate the most basic morality of the universe.

So, since you have made a choice, then live here again in the future, use all means, use the creed you believe in, and live here with what you foresee! At the same time, tell you that if you don’t do anything, then everything in this world will develop according to the story in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and you will not have any impact on the world at all, but if you enter the world, you must also understand that a butterfly flapping its wings on the other side of the Atlantic may cause a hurricane and tsunami on the other side.

You can understand it as the movie "The Savior" starring the martial arts star Jet Li. Just like the ideas explained in the movie, there are countless parallel spaces, and all basic materials are the same, but in this world you are the president, and in another world, you may be a beggar.

In order not to violate the material theorem, we just copy your memory, just like your Chinese legendary ghost possession, you are attached to a child, who is a child from a mountain village at the foot of Wudang Mountain. When the plague burns his brain, he is like an idiot. We cannot treat it, but we can attach your memory.

Here are all his memories, you can accept it..."

Gao Qiang felt a severe pain, three more than the torture of the migraine he suffered in his previous life. A hot stream broke through somewhere in his mind and suddenly emanated, like a hundred thousand steel needles running back and forth in his mind, shuttled left and right, stirring the brain into one piece.

I don’t know how long the severe pain lasted, but suddenly all the pain disappeared, and my mind suddenly became clear. Gao Qiang found that there was a memory in his mind.

He knew that the little boy he possessed now was named Aniu!

Gao Qiangqi, why is the name of this child the same as the name Zhang Wuji once made up? Gao Qiang felt very funny when he thought of two A Niu. This child was an orphan. He was adopted by an old widowed lady in this village since he was a child. A few days ago, the village was infected with a plague and the old lady passed away, so he became a wild child without any discipline.

Fortunately, the villagers saw him pitiful and helped him with some food from time to time, so he ate a hundred families of food and wore straw coats. Sometimes he lived in the dilapidated temples in the village. He either found a thatched hut to sleep or on the grass. At the age of five, he survived after being full and hungry.

It is the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and the whole country is unstable and turbulent. The village is already poor. A few days ago, there was another plague and many people died. So it was not because the villagers didn't help him. The villagers themselves were too busy to take care of themselves, so how could they take care of this fifth-year-old child?

Therefore, a few days ago, his brain was burned into an idiot. There were only a few dozen people left in the huge village, but he didn't notice this. If he starved to the ground and died on the spot one day, this would attract people's attention. However, at that time, the villagers could only sigh and finish the matter.

Gao Qiang started to daze with his ragged clothes, not knowing what he should do next.

In the article he wrote in another world, on the earth, he once wrote that if he was Zhang Wuji, or if he had the same conditions as Zhang Wuji, he would have been so happy. He didn't expect that he would experience it in person so quickly.

At that time, Gao Qiang was extremely majestic and said, "If I were Zhang Wuji, at least Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu could not die, then Moshenggu and Miejue could not die, even the Divine Doctor Hu Qingniu, who was inexplicably good and bad, and his unreasonable wife could not die, but Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely die!

Among those women, Xiao Zhao must not return to Persia to be a widow, he must take it himself, and Zhou Zhiruo must also take it away, and Song Qingshumen doesn't have to think about it. As for Zhao Min, although he is a Mongolian, he must also take it away, but he cannot let this woman make the decision. He should take it himself. That cousin Yin Li, although it is not good to get married in close relatives, he can follow the customs of the countryside. At worst, he can't just not want children. Anyway, there are too many marriages in ancient times. Who knows if he doesn't say it?"

Of course, he did not dare to write this sentence in the manuscript, otherwise he would have been seen by his classmates. It would be impossible to get rid of an incest hat.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji did not make it, and even Song Qingshu, who was similar to him, did not get it, let alone the knights of other sects. Now he has become a little beggar! He is still the kind of homeless, without parents and relatives, and has no concern and no origin. If you say it carefully, he is even a black household.

His heart twitched. The alien was anxious to leave, and he did not say what era it is now. Yu Daiyan had not obtained the Dragon Slaying Sword. Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what year he was on for his birthday. Gao Qiang is now confused and doesn't know what he should do.

He saw that he was only a little over one meter tall, just like a five-year-old child, and his little arms and legs could not do anything, so he couldn't help but sigh, and coupled with the creed he had come up with: learning literature and wealth in learning martial arts, and the truth was the big one.

Just like this in front of me, I am afraid that I will not be able to learn martial arts. I am about to starve to death here. The feeling of comfort and pleasure that I was when I was fantasizing on the earth was really in the same state as the heaven and earth.

Gao Qiang complained to himself there, and the people in the village were slowly aroused. Maybe just after the plague, there was no sound of dogs barking and chickens crowing here. I could only see a few figures walking around the village. It was really strange.

A sound of horse hooves came. In this era, there were very few people who could ride horses. Gao Qiang moved his calves and trotted all the way. He wanted to see who came. Maybe this was his chance.

He had long decided to one thing: learn martial arts, defend himself, fight for women, conquer heroes, stop tragedies, and create happiness. Although he is still a little beggar now, his ambitions are quite large.

He stood on the meadow and saw two horses slowly entering the village.

Two young men talked on it: "Sixth brother, the fifth brother has not heard from him for five years. The master's birthday is today. I lost my third brother five years ago, and then the fifth brother has no news. Now the old man is actually more uncomfortable as he gets to this day."

This is a big man with a beard and strong body. However, the person he called "Sixth Brother" was fair in skin, as if he was a scholar. The man sighed, "Seventh Brother, at that time, the eldest brother was still joking, saying that he would do something good when the master celebrated his birthday.

At that time, the master smiled and said that it would only take a good thing every ten years to make people all over the world anxious.

Alas, five years have passed…”

The man with beard sighed and said, "No matter what, this kind of good deed must be done today, so that the master can be happier."

Gao Qiang's head flashed like lightning, and he silently recited in his heart: I am worthy of being the protagonist of the great fortune of Hongfu Qitian Dog Shit!

The sixth brother is clearly Yin Liting, the seventh brother is Mo Shenggu, and the fifth brother is Zhang Cuishan. He has been missing for five years now, so this year should be Zhang Sanfeng’s 95th birthday!

Why do you remember so clearly? Zhang Sanfeng lost his third disciple Yu Daiyan at the age of 90, and Zhang Cuishan at the age of 100. The two auspicious numbers happened the most unlucky things.
Chapter completed!