Days passed by, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
This year had been very peaceful. Other than some small incidents that had happened in his life, nothing else had happened.
He had been washing dishes at Old Li's place for a year, and Old Li's attitude towards him was getting better and better.
He really treated Old Li as a family member.
Old Li's daughter came back less and less, and Old Li became more and more lonely.
Zhang Yi became Old Li's only companion.
As for his daughter, who was becoming more and more indifferent to Old Li.
Old Li could only sigh. His daughter had learned the culture of the United States and had no idea what filial piety was.
Ever since her daughter got married, she had not given Old Li a single cent.
He had never reached out to Old Li.
The father and daughter seemed to have become strangers.
They relied on their blood relationship to maintain the status quo.
However, Zhang Yi was a good student who had been influenced by Chinese virtues.
He had been serving Old Li well for the past year.
It made Old Li sigh many times. If only he had given birth to a son back then.
If it was a son, he would have many descendants.
Zhang Yi was only 1.2 meters tall.
Old Li felt a sense of happiness as if he had a child at an old age.
Everyone knew that raising a son was not filial.
However, a daughter who was married off was like water that had been poured out.
The daughter she had painstakingly raised for decades had finally become someone else's cabbage. She had given birth to children for someone else's family. It was heartbreaking to see someone else's family have so many descendants.
Zhang Yi had been staying in this restaurant for the past year.
He lived with Old Li, and the other employees were hired.
The restaurant was doing well every day.
Although most of them were from the same hometown, there were also many white people with white skin and blond hair.
Zhang Yi had also thought of making a fortune in this era.
However, he knew very little about the history of the United States.
In the past year, she had only washed dishes and did nothing.
There were also no legendary stories in novels where one started from scratch, walked to the peak of life, and married a fair, rich, and beautiful woman.
In his previous life, he was just a mediocre person in school. He did not have the kind of person who would immediately cheat the moment he transmigrated! Beat up everything! The ability to reach the peak of life.
Zhang Yi had also guessed the reason for his transmigration.
Needless to say, it was definitely the doing of those two little yellow books.
Speaking of which, where did those two books go?
Dammit, I used to read novels and travel through time on the internet. It was just for fun.
However, he didn't expect it to be his turn.
And it was impossible to guard against.
He had read the plot of transmigration countless times in novels, and it was really a trap every time.
Fortunately, he didn't transmigrate to his chaotic homeland and become ashes under the Japanese artillery. He was already very lucky.
So far, he had survived the novice period and had not starved to death at the beginning.
He had once laughed at others and sent them to the orphanage at the beginning. Now it was his turn. Fortunately, there was no resentment from the orphans.
Sigh…Life! It was fine as long as it was ordinary. There was no need to be in the limelight.
Now that he had money in his pocket, he was in a good mood as he walked on the streets.
They saw the hooligans robbing their fellow countrymen, but the fellow countrymen had no money, so the hooligans refused to let them go.
Everyone else took a detour.
He took this month's allowance to save his fellow countryman.
The gangsters only wanted money and not their lives.
After taking the money, he searched the body and left after confirming that there was no more money.
The fellow villager thanked him repeatedly and asked his name and who he wanted to repay his kindness.
He did good deeds and left after saying that there was nothing wrong.
However, the 200 yuan allowance for this month was gone.
Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
But don't regret what you've done. You just want peace of mind.
He went back to the hotel and slept. He didn't have to work today.
Because he had a day off today, he went out for a walk. He did not spend 200 dollars, but he bought a good name.
She fell asleep as soon as she laid down.
The entire dream was filled with yellow books. He cultivated the Golden Core Great Dao in his dream and roughly comprehended the general principles of spells.
When I woke up, my body and mind were relaxed, and the experience in my dream was vivid.
He closed his eyes again to comprehend, but the yellow book was no longer there.
There were only two lines of words in his mind. Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue would result in merit, and opening spirituality would allow one to attain immortality.
What did he mean?
He didn't really understand.
Zhang Yi opened his eyes and carefully comprehended the additional knowledge he gained in his sleep.
There was only one set of Twelve Forms of the Consecutive Palm.
His dantian had been opened, and he could feel a slight Qi in his abdomen.
His physical body had been strengthened by 30%. He felt that he could punch through the cement wall with one punch.
Unable to hold it in, he punched her.
He screamed and his face twisted.
His hand hurt, but the wall also cracked.
Shocked, he ignored the pain in his hand and quickly found lime to cover up the evidence.
He lay back on the bed and thought about what was going on.
Looking at his fist, he only felt pain, but his skin didn't even break.
"Could it be those two little yellow books? I also have a cheat!" He sighed emotionally.
In the future, I'll be an immortal cultivator. I'll fly thirty thousand miles on my sword, break through the clouds, and visit the Dragon Palace. I'll have nothing to do with the world anymore.
"Get up and wash the dishes."
A call woke Zhang Yi up.
She sighed and got up to wash the dishes.
He continued to wash the dishes, eat, and sleep every day.
At night, he would think about the meaning of the two lines of words in his mind.
"Is it related to cultivation? Definitely." As a native of Hua Nation, he couldn't understand classical Chinese, but he could understand the general meaning.
After a few days, he finally understood what it meant.
It turned out that he had to do more good deeds and uphold justice in order to speed up his cultivation speed.
Speaking of which, was cultivation related to doing good deeds?
Oh…both Dao and Buddha seemed to have such a saying.
Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue would help with cultivation, which was acceptable.
But he couldn't accept serving those Caucasians.
At this moment, the great Mei Lijian still had the flower law. It was already merciful of him not to find trouble with them, but he even served them? Bullsh * t?
They couldn't serve Westerners, but they still had their fellow countrymen.
However, every time he did it, it was the same as last time. He could not pay the hooligans himself. He did not have that much money.
Hence, he covered his face and put on an ancient costume.
He jumped out of the window and went to sweep away the evil.
A hooligan was blackmailing his fellow countryman. What should he do?
He went up and sent him flying with a palm.
The villagers were scared away, and the hooligans were kidnapped.
There, he loved to wail.
Another two gangsters were suppressing the little girl.
He went up and gave each of them a kick to cut off their descendants.
The little girl was so frightened that she cried and did not dare to move.
After tying up the two gangsters.
He advised the little girl to hurry home and look for her mother.
The little girl raised her head and looked at Zhang Yi. She was shocked again.
Zhang Yi was dressed in black. It was late at night, and he was even more talented than a black man.
He only saw a pair of bright eyes staring at him.
The little girl was so frightened that she screamed. She felt dizzy and almost fainted.
"Hey, hey, stop howling." Zhang Yi covered his ears.
The little girl was sixteen years old, and she looked delicate and lovely.
However, Zhang Yi was not in the mood to appreciate it. He was tortured by the high-decibel ear-piercing scream of the little girl. He did not dare to stay any longer. He jumped nearly twenty meters high and tapped the wall with his toes.
Like a gecko slithering over a wall, he quickly disappeared from the rooftop.
When the little girl saw this, she forgot to scream. She stared blankly at Zhang Yi flying over roofs and walls before quickly disappearing.
He looked at the two gangsters who were tied up very delicately and came back to his senses. He did not dare to stay any longer and immediately got up and ran in the direction of his home.
By the way, who was the person in black just now?
It seemed to be a dwarf, less than 1.5 meters tall.
The little girl recalled the man in black who had saved her just now.
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