In front of the computer, the otaku Zhang Yu stared at the blood-filled panda eyes and stared at the screen intently. He clicked the mouse with his right hand and pressed the keyboard with his left hand, showing his extremely fast and micro-operating skills. He shouted: "Niu Demon King, you are not dead anymore. I will kill your wife in the village."

Suddenly, the light of the sun in the distance gradually disappeared. I looked up and saw that a strange cloud floated from the east, and it was dark. There was a huge wave of light: "The stream clouds first rose and sunken on the pavilion, and the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building."

The summer weather always makes people who forecast the weather. The sun is still hanging in the sky. The thunder like gongs and drums is approaching, and a cool breeze dispels the remaining heat. The willows have long hair flying in the wind, their charming and exotic eyes, swinging gracefully in the wind, making rustling sounds. A somewhat hoarse and extremely elastic voice.

"Boom!!!" A thunder sounded in the sky. Silver snakes and demons danced around, sometimes leaping out of the clouds, sometimes ups and downs and downs.

Then there was a few thunder sounds, and the black clouds were like a group of roaring wild horses. They spread over their heads layer by layer, gathering thicker and thicker, and pressing lower and lower, as if they could pull down by standing on the roof. The sun was so scared that they didn't know where to hide, as if someone turned the clock to night, and the world was pitch black.

A otakus felt a strange feeling, picked up the dry water cup next to him, and drank the water as if cute, covering up the tension in his heart.

"Crack!!!" With a loud bang, lightning fell from the sky and fell down, accompanied by thunder, resounding throughout the sky and the ground. Lightning turned into a sharp sword. It crossed the window and slashed towards the otaku Zhang Yu.

However, the otaku Zhang Yu, who was next to the computer, was completely paralyzed and forgot to avoid it. Fortunately, the invincible otaku halo protected the lightning-fast head and slashed directly on the computer.

The computer screen changed instantly, and the island maid who had been missing for a long time on the desktop actually spoke playfully and asked, "Brother, why bother so hard?"

The sound of "Brother" made Zhang Yu feel soft all over. He felt numb and had goose bumps on him. Then he poured it on like a basin of cold water.

"Do you want to be a killer?"

Killer? I'm the otaku who destroys the future of all mankind (you know, hehe).

"Do you want to be a detective?"

"Put your mother. Where is the best place for urban management with low wages and high risk jobs?"

“Do you want to have an enviable good job?”

"Do you want all girls in the world to admire you?"

"Do you want to return home in glory before you are thirty?"

...

Zhang Yu showed his contemptuous eyes, which made him feel happy. It turned out to be an unscrupulous advertisement. In anger, he pressed the Enter button by mistake.

The moment he pressed the Enter key, he suddenly felt a huge energy fluctuation gushing out of the screen and rolled himself in it. Countless currents surged and hit hard. He was like a small boat in a vortex, drifting with the waves. As the rivers and seas were overturned, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and eventually, he was exhausted like a soul leaping away...

The computer screen is showing

"Do you want to be a detective?"

Time and scenes change instantly, and the place where the camera appears is no longer a smoky doghouse, but a temple with birds singing and flowers scenting, and airy on all sides. In the current words - a dilapidated temple.

What's going on? Zhang Yu opened his eyes and a lion shook his head. "Oh," accidentally twisted it wide, and his neck made a "crack" sound. Zhang Yu had to say goodbye to Zhuangzi in pain.

"Oh, it hurts so much. When did my body become so crisp?"

"We have won the 50-meter old man slow riding championship in the little ** movement club."

A beam of sunlight shone on his face, feeling his nose itchy.

"Ah sneeze~~~" Zhang Yu sneezes.

I felt dizzy, dizzy, and starry eyes. Then I lay down and sneeze hit us, how bad is this body?

"Bang!!!"

"Oh, yell!!!" Something happened to the back of the head. Zhang Yu was reflexive, holding the back of the head, screaming in pain. Tears were almost falling.

"What's it?!"

"It hurts so much, it hurts?!"

He took out the thing and took a look. After a while, Supreme Treasure found Zixia Fairy five hundred years ago, holding the music of the demon mirror. He was completely stunned in five minutes.

Damn, a broken bowl. There is a gap on it.

"Where did this broken bowl come from?"

Zhang Yu stared blankly at the broken bowl in his hand and was both familiar and unfamiliar. He was confused and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Item name: Beggar's Bowl (exclusive to Zhang Yu)

Passive: The chance of asking for money increases by 5%”

Your sister? The Beggar's Bowl is exclusive. If you are a person, you know that exclusive is garbage. You can't sell money, you can only sell NPCs.

Wait? It seems that Zhang Yu immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. This is not his own doghouse.

Looking around, the house was filled with mess. A bronze tripod was placed in the middle of the house, and a tattered curtain was hung on the thick pillars around it. A mud statue was seated on the mud platform behind the copper tripod, covered with dust. The mud statue was more than three meters high, wearing a purple gold helmet, wearing a green robe and armor, a blushing face like morning glow, and three long beards floated on the chest. Needless to ask, this classic is naturally our role model, Master Guan of Wucai.

Could it be that everything is dreaming? Zhang Yu pinched his thighs again like a fool, feeling the pain, and confirming that it was not an hallucination.

Have you been kidnapped? After careful consideration, I have no money, no ability, and no use value at all. No one will kidnap me. I just remember to press the Enter button in the end and then I don’t know anything. The whole thing is strange.

Suddenly there were a lot of things in my mind, and there seemed to be something that didn't belong to me. Just as I saw that I had attributes before and in games in later generations.

I picked up the broken bowl again and looked carefully.

Item name: Beggar's Bowl (exclusive to Zhang Yu)

Passive: The chance of asking for money increases by 5%

As expected, maybe we really have a system attached. Then, after thinking about it carefully, an interface appeared. It seemed like a holographic image in Iron Man.

Name of character: Zhang Yu

Occupation: Little beggar

Nationality: Da Song

Age: 15 years old

Status: Weak and unbearable

Combat Power: 3 (It turns out that the combat power is less than 5)

Current mission status: None

Just as our protagonist checked his attributes, a group of beggars came back to beg for food, and the place where the beggars lived was naturally a dilapidated temple. After all, it was a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Are all the rich people in our Song Dynasty dead? We have to have to die in one day."

"This is wrong. There are more and more rich people. The good people are dead."

"Yes. These rich people are unkind and stingy. Another day, they gather the brothers in the gang to their house and sing the lotus fall."

A group of beggars rushed into the ruined temple, and their behavior was chatting, full of cynicality. When they came in, they saw Zhang Yu kneeling on the ground, spreading his arms and motionless.

One of the beggars seemed to be their head, but he looked different in his dress. He had a rectangular face, a whisker under his chin, thick hands and feet, his clothes were patched one by one, but they were washed clean. He held a dog-beating stick in his hand and a large vermilion-painted gourd on his back. There were three bags on his waist. This is what the saying goes: the elders of the Beggars' Sect.

He said, "Little Fish, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yu didn't turn around for a while, and thought he was playing games in an Internet cafe, so he casually said: "Look at the attributes."

"Attribute?" The beggars touched their heads and felt inexplicably. Are we behind the scenes?

The beggar stepped forward and touched Zhang Yu's forehead: "The fever has not subsided yet?"

"Don't bother me while you're joking.

"Wu" Zhang Yu was interrupted and came back to his senses from the character interface. He saw a group of people who were dressed like him, and his clothes were patched one by one.

I saw a group of beggars flashing to the side. The beggar armor who had just touched Zhang Yu was lying on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot and his face turned ashen, which was very terrifying.

Zhang Yu's body trembled, and his eyes quickly retreated. After thinking about it carefully, some memories burst out. It was the memory of the little beggar. It was also called Zhang Yu, named Xiao Yuer. No wonder he could possess it? We are also called Zhang Yu. It was a family a thousand years ago.

In my memory, the beggar in front of me was the leader of the beggar in this dilapidated temple. It is considered a branch of the Beggars' Sect, Tianchang County (now near Tianchang City, Chuzhou, Anhui Province)

He didn't dare to look at it anymore, for fear that the other party would be jealous, so he quickly retracted his head, but his body was slightly moved out, and he said to himself: "This guy usually relies on his own as the elder of Sanba, always bullying and beating and scolding his predecessor." What should I do?

Suddenly, the guy who didn't know was wearing his pants roared:

"Little Yuer?! You dare to beat the elder, are you trying to die?!"

Is the elder your biological father or your gay friend?! It’s too late to think about it.

A black shadow attacked us.

"Bang!!!"

It seemed that someone in his ear said to him ruthlessly: When attacked, HP will be reduced by 10 points.

Although this punch looks very powerful, the damage caused is very small. Compared to others, how can we withstand the pounding of our weak little body?

He hurriedly held his head and stuck out his butt and said, "Help, please spare me, please spare me. The young man has an 80-year-old mother above and a hungry child below..."

"Aren't you an orphan? Where did you get an 80-year-old mother?"

"You are only fifteen years old, and you haven't developed yet? You are a grandson, and you still want a little beggar."

"Tell you, you are a beggar, and you will be a beggar in your life. What is a beggar? He is a beggar and he is destined to not be able to afford to marry a wife." (Blindly speaking, how could Dada Zhu have three palaces and six courtyards?)

A series of rebuttals and insults left him speechless and speechless. Isn’t this what the TV series are written in this way? As long as the bad guys say this, those heroes will be merciful and let you have a way out. A TV series that cheated on him. But he forgot that there are no heroes in front of him, but only beggars.

"Help?!"
Chapter completed!