Xia Qiu was originally a bachelor, but an accident had caused him to lose everything, even his own life.
Xia Qiu cursed the heavens more than once in a daze. After decades of hard work, he finally had some success and fame, but in the end, he actually fell to his death. Alright, although seducing a married woman was immoral, men nowadays liked to take a few glances at other people's wives. Xia Qiu was just having a date, but the heavens directly took his life. Not only was he caught in bed, but he also fell from the second floor naked. How could someone fall to his death from the second floor?
This kind of death was really not serious. Xia Qiu felt aggrieved and cursed the heavens in her heart.
When Xia Qiu opened his eyes again, he found that he was alive again. However, he found that he was no longer the carefree Xia Qiu, but a newborn baby. Xia Qiu guessed that she must have transmigrated, or perhaps she was possessed by a soul. In short, she was really alive." It's so good to be alive. Thank you, God."
At this moment, Xia was no longer cursing the heavens. Instead, he was desperately thanking the heavens for giving him this opportunity. No matter if it was transmigration or soul possession, no one in the world had ever obtained it.
Other people transmigrated with a domineering aura, but Xia Qiu's transmigration carried a trace of danger. What made Xia Qiu speechless was that he was lying in a rubbish dump. What made him even more afraid was that there was a wild dog standing beside him. Judging from its hungry appearance, it was definitely not here to protect Xia Qiu, but to eat Xia Qiu at any time.‘I didn't expect that I would become a pile of shit after just gaining life. Could it be that my rebirth is to experience the pain of death again? Xia Qiu was extremely unwilling.
His heart was filled with fear. He cursed the heavens and shouted desperately, hoping that his voice would attract the attention of the nearby humans. However, the sound that came out of Xia Qiu's mouth was wailing. Xia Qiu felt sad as she watched the hungry dog approach her.'Did I date too many girls in my previous life? Did the heavens do this to me on purpose? But damn it, no matter how many girls I date, I haven't had enough wives. Is there a need for this?' Xia Qiu could only hope that the hungry wolf would be more satisfied when it ate him. Since the result was dog feces, then he would turn him into dog feces.?
Xia Qiu closed his eyes and waited for the final moment to arrive. However, the dog seemed to be hesitating, as if something extremely dangerous was going to happen to Xia Qiu. Do you want me to roast myself before giving it to you? If you want to eat, eat quickly. Don't be like a young girl who's so wishy-washy.'Xia Qiu opened his eyes and glared at the wild dog. His face was filled with the anger of a baby. However, the wild dog no longer looked at him. Instead, it looked behind Xia Qiu. It seemed that there was something behind Xia Qiu that made him afraid. Then, it slowly retreated and left the place quickly. The wild dog's behavior made Xia Qiu's hair stand on end. This was truly a tragic life for his grandfather.'
Just as Xia Qiu's imagination was running wild, she heard light footsteps behind her. The sound was so pleasant that Xia Qiu had the urge to cry.
Xia Qiu heaved a sigh of relief.'I'm lucky. No matter who it is, it's still better than being turned into dog shit. Thank you, God.' Xia Qiu saw an old Taoist priest. He felt a sense of familiarity when he saw him. This old Taoist priest gave him the feeling of an immortal. For some reason, he felt that he was very friendly and that he was like an immortal.
The old Taoist priest walked to Xia Qiu's side, but he did not pick her up like those loving aunties. Instead, he stared at Xia Qiu for a while and circled around her a few times. His face was filled with surprise and confusion. Suddenly, he asked,""Your mind has been opened?"
Xia Qiu was stunned. What was up with this old Daoist? He stared at her for a long time and then asked about Happy Zhi. Then, his expression changed. Could it be that this old Taoist priest is here to catch demons and thinks I'm a demon?'
Looking at Xia Qiu's changing expression, the old Taoist priest suddenly smiled."If you can understand me, you should reach out your right hand, clench your fist, and point your thumb up. If you don't understand, close your eyes and I'll throw you here.”
Xia Qiu was shocked. This old Daoist was so cunning. No matter whether he stretched out his hand or closed his eyes, he always said that he could understand him. What was even more hateful was that he even threatened to leave her here. Xia Qiu struggled for a while. Whether it was the soul possession or the transmigration, it was her secret. The more people knew about it, the more dangerous it was to be a lab rat. However, reality was helpless. If she did not do something, she might die here today. Xia Qiu did not dare to take the risk. After a while, she reached out her right hand, clenched her little fist, and pointed her thumb at the sky.
"Hahaha, hahaha, God, you really treat me well. I didn't expect that in the last few years of my return, I would meet a person who was born with knowledge. Hahaha, good, you will be my only successor in the future.”The old Taoist priest carried Xia Qiu and laughed loudly as if he was carrying a treasure. In a moment, he had already carried Xia Qiu into the depths of the forest.
If not for an old Taoist priest passing by, Xia Qiu would not have survived that calamity. From then on, Xia Qiu followed the old Taoist priest and lived a secluded Taoist life in a dilapidated Taoist temple deep in the mountains. The old Daoist said that Xia Qiu was picked up at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, so he named him Xia Qiu.
This was the end of a chaotic world, and also the darkest time before dawn. This was what people called the Ten Years of Turmoil. It was now 1975. Xia Qiu and the old Taoist priest had lived in a dilapidated Taoist temple for eight years. Xia Qiu thought that they could live a few more years in peace. When the turmoil ended, Xia Qiu would come out of the mountains and stir up trouble in the world of mortals. However, reality was always crueler than dreams. The old Daoist had ascended to immortality. He was too old and could not endure it. In the end, he could only become a Dao friend with his father. A month later, a group of hot-blooded young men came into the mountain with their own sayings and slogans. Xia Qiu was chased away as if they were ghosts and monsters. Xia Qiu could only admit that she was unlucky to meet a group of hot-blooded young men who had found a spiritual pillar. She packed up a few rags and left the mountain with a copy of the Tao Te Ching. Xia Qiu really could not understand how those hot-blooded young men found this shabby Taoist temple. Eight years of peaceful life had been interrupted just like that. Xia Qiu did not know where to go. He was now a true wanderer, but his goal was the south, Gang City. In this era, Gang City represented heaven.
With a thought in his heart, he was no longer a pure wanderer. Instead, he became a wanderer with great feelings. Towards this goal, he walked and stopped all the way to heaven. Touching the only thick copy of the Tao Te Ching that the old Taoist priest had left him, Xia Qiu knew that it was not an ordinary Taoist book, but a lone copy. This lone copy hid a shocking secret. If not for the old Taoist priest's guidance, no one would have discovered this secret. When Xia Qiu first learned of this secret, she was struck by lightning and thought that she had transmigrated to the cruel cultivation world.
From the old Daoist priest's explanation, he knew that this book There was a self-cultivation technique hidden in the Tao Te Ching. He had obtained it in a cave when he was a Daoist child. It took him more than 20 years to unravel the secret. He had only started cultivating when he was in his thirties. Now, he had cultivated for 140 years, but he had only cultivated to the fourth level. There were still five levels left. In other words, there were a total of nine levels to this cultivation technique. The old Daoist had lived to more than 170 years old after hiding in the mountains and practicing the fourth level. If he had cultivated to the ninth level, wouldn't he have become a thousand-year-old monster? After hearing this news, Xia Qiu felt that this old Taoist was cuter than all the young girls in the world.
He had actually encountered such a once-in-a-million-years thing. Xia Qiu matured early and could be said to have been born with knowledge. The old Taoist priest was very surprised, so he told Xia Qiu this secret when he was two years old. Soft girls and tender girls were the benefits of transmigrators, but immortality was something that could only be met by luck. Since Xia Qiu had the chance to become a thousand-year-old monster, she would definitely work hard to pursue this dream.
Xia Qiu had already memorized this thick book by heart. When Xia Qiu left the Taoist temple, she wanted to burn the book completely. However, she remembered that it was the only thing left by the Taoist priest, so she couldn't bear to destroy it. So she took it with her as a souvenir. At that time, she took the Taoist priest, a man who lived in an old house, to experience the world of mortals and pursue immortality to find the most tender girl in the world. After all, without the Taoist priest's help, Xia Qiu would have been eaten by wild dogs and turned into dog feces. One couldn't forget their roots.
Zhan Zhan walked around and Xia Qiu finally arrived at their destination. They only needed to cross the hill and climb over the barbed wire fence to reach Gang City. Xia Qiu had already changed out of his tattered Daoist robe and was wearing a farmer's clothing that he had stolen. His long hair had also become short. Since he had entered the mortal world, he had to act according to the rules of the mortal world.
Xia Qiu did not care about climbing the iron net and other things. Although he was only a teenager, he had already reached the first level of the cultivation technique. Xia Qiu could not be measured by the standard of a teenager. How could the cultivation technique of an immortal not be powerful? Even if you were a pig, as long as you cultivated an immortal technique, you could become a pig. Although the result was still a pig, one could be slaughtered and eaten, while the other could ride a pig every day. This treatment was obviously not on the same level. Of course, Xia Qiu wouldn't be a pig. His dream was to live forever, but it was also a very distant and mysterious thing. Who could be sure that there wouldn't be any changes in the process?
Now, the most important thing to consider was how to earn more soft girls after arriving in Gang City. He couldn't just steal every day. Other people's soft girls were also hard-earned. If he led too many sheep, he would also feel embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find any clues, so he didn't think about it. Who cares? He would talk about it over there. It was already late at night. Xia Qiu turned around and forgot about the hazy mountain. Now, there were weeds everywhere, but in the future, it would become a world factory.
He wanted to go to a new world, but he felt a little melancholic. He probably wouldn't be able to come back in the next ten years. If his home was good, how many people would like to leave home?
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