Chapter 246: Strength Leads to Change [Asking for Monthly Votes]

Not just words and memories.

Through the projection above the river of time, Ega was able to immerse himself in it.

Just like personally interfering, you can make your own decisions, but there is no corresponding strength bonus.

In this way, it seems that there are only four general choices.

In terms of detail processing, there is too much room for manipulation.

For example, at this time, Jiang He was sitting weakly in the darkness, hearing slight footsteps not far away, and thought for a moment.

"The power bonus of interference can restore me to my peak state on the spot and get rid of hunger and weakness..."

"However, as a weak and disabled beggar, I don't know how much danger I will encounter if I want to regain my energy."

"Every opportunity to intervene is extremely precious."

"You can first try to solve the state of hunger and thirst yourself, and then use the opportunity to intervene when you are really desperate."

With this in mind, Jiang He made a decision.

【Looking for swill】

Compared with the precious opportunity to interfere, eating some swill is not unacceptable.

Jiang He got up with difficulty, hunched over, and walked little by little toward the direction where the smell of swill came from in the darkness.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Although his predecessor's Qi Sea was destroyed and he fell from a monk to a mortal, he had also experienced spiritual energy tempering, and his physical foundation was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Especially the senses. Although he has lost his vision, his sense of smell and hearing are still much sharper than ordinary people.

Able to smell rich smells and hear various subtle sounds.

In addition, Jiang He once had a similar experience by establishing an extremely large field of perception through the powerful perception of the White Wolf projection.

Now, although his vision is dark.

The world is not empty—

The rich smells from all directions, the sound of people's footsteps, the breeze rustling through the trees, the soft sound of cat's pads falling on the ground...

These rich elements formed a unique world in Jiangga's mind.

In the endless darkness, there are still vague figures.

With the help of this sense, he successfully avoided the pedestrians and walked little by little in the direction of the swill.

Of course, the impact of losing vision is equally huge.

Not everything makes a sound or has a distinct smell.

Rugged spots, depressions, and rocks can be seen everywhere on the road, all of which pose a great threat to Ega.

If you are not careful, you will step on the air and trip.

This made the already weak state even worse.

Jiang He had to walk more slowly and cautiously, exploring every obstacle on the road.

However, not all obstacles can be overcome.

Walls that could be seen everywhere turned into skyscrapers, which made his long exploration in vain and he had to take a new detour.

I don’t know how long it took and how many times I fell.

The smell of swill became stronger and stronger, like a delicacy in the world, which made Jiang He's heart beat slightly faster, but his chapped lips could no longer secrete much saliva.

He was about to quicken his pace, but suddenly stopped.

Breathing, heartbeat, steps...

In his world, several vague figures appeared in the direction of the swill.

A figure stood not far away, issuing a warning.

"roll!"

"..."

broken.

Jiang He's heart sank.

The chaotic situation in Ying Dynasty caused the number of refugees to greatly increase compared to several dynasties in later generations.

These refugees have nowhere to go and can only become beggars, using all means to survive.

At this time, the shabu-shabu swill of wealthy families has become a precious resource and is occupied by strong beggars.

Jiang He is currently so weak that he belongs to the lowest level among beggars, and it is impossible to take food from them.

"I don't even have to eat the swill..."

"Is there any other way?"

Jiang He did not conflict with these people. He slowly retreated, avoiding the crowd, and found a deserted corner to sit down and rest for a while.

He pursed his dry lips and looked up at the sky, but saw no light.

Hunger can be fought again, but lack of water is the real enemy.

As long as he replenishes enough water, with his monk foundation, he can recover at least half of his physical strength.

"It would be nice if it rained..."

Jiang He sighed softly, feeling that his strength had recovered a little.

I was about to stand up and ask for a bowl of water from passers-by.

Suddenly, footsteps came from a distance, mixed with the sound of swaying water.

A somewhat childish voice sounded, like the sound of nature.

"Want some water?"

[You are hungry and thirsty, so you look for swill. 】

[However, you worked hard to get close, but were blocked by the beggars, so you were forced to retreat. You took a short break by the roadside and sighed that the heavy rain had not yet come. 】

[I am about to get back on my feet, but with the help of a noble person, I drink a ladle of water, and my strength gradually recovers. 】

The nobles are not from a wealthy family——

On the contrary, Jiang He could smell the stench on the other party's body that had not been cleaned for a long time, and it was very similar to the group of people who occupied the swill previously.

It was obvious that this was also a beggar.

And judging from the voice, it was a young beggar.

But this does not affect the fact that for Jiang He, he is a noble person who provides help in times of need.

He drank the gourd of water slowly and sat down to rest for a while.

Jiang He still had dry mouth and lips, but his physical strength had recovered a lot, his weakness had dissipated a lot, and his movements when standing up became more stable.

Such solid physical fitness gave Jiang He a lot of confidence.

He simply groped the ground and found a few weeds, pulled them out and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing and swallowing.

The dry and hard weeds fell into the stomach, and together with the fresh water, they were forcibly digested by the hungry stomach, and turned into a little bit of strength, flowing to all parts of the body.

Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally passed the dying stage and entered the weak stage.

Next, as long as there is enough water, he can live normally even if he is chewing grass.

Then find a way to get some normal food to replenish your physical strength.

As long as he can regain his normal strength, even if he loses his vision, relying on his rich combat experience, it will be absolutely no problem to defeat some street beggars and gangsters.

Then, it’s time to recharge your batteries and find a way to reshape the Qi Sea.

Dawn is just around the corner.

With a calm mind, Jiang He looked in the direction of the noble man, made a sound to attract attention, and pointed at the water ladle.

Without words, the other party understood what Jiang He meant.

"Want more water?"

A few days ago, the little beggar had noticed this blind and mute weirdo.

The reason why he is called a weirdo is that he looks disheveled and dirty, but he does not look like a beggar, but a useless person who was tortured and thrown to the roadside.

There were healed scars everywhere on his body, and he was very depressed and had no will to live.

Except for the first few days, when I barely found something to eat, I just lay down and waited to die.

The beggars in the city who have survived to this day are all not fools. They guessed that there was huge trouble hidden behind this man, so they did not dare to approach him.

No bullying, no helping.

The same goes for the little beggar, watching from a distance as this weirdo decayed and died little by little.

However, just before the weirdo completely decayed, he suddenly figured it out and glowed with the vitality of life——

He no longer wanted to die, but struggled to get up and look for food.

The little beggar looked at him from a distance. He fell down several times, but got up with difficulty and walked forward resolutely.

The little beggar didn't understand where his strong desire to live came from, but he was also touched.

After hesitating for a long time, he took a ladle of water over.

At this time, he saw that the weirdo wanted more water, so he hesitated for a while and nodded.

"I'll take you."

Just a little water and it should be fine.

Because the weirdo was blind, the little beggar grabbed his clothes, pulled him to the river in the city, scooped out a ladle of water, and handed it to him.

Then, leave quietly.

This weirdo is a lot of trouble, so it's better not to mess with him as much as possible.

However, before the little beggar had gone far, he found that the strange man was chasing after him with a water ladle.

"...I don't want it anymore, I'm giving it to you."

The little beggar thought that the strange man was here to return the water ladle, so he said something and ran away quickly.

In order to prevent the weirdo from catching up again, he also walked lightly and tiptoed away.

However, the weirdo changed from his previous clumsiness and slowness and became extremely sharp.

Even if he steps lightly, the weirdo can still lock his position and never leave.

He ran wildly, walked through the streets, and even climbed over a low wall——

The weirdo was still chasing after him, avoiding pedestrians, and crossed the low wall in a few steps. His movements were more skillful and light than his, and even gave people a pleasing feeling.

Is this a blind man?

The little beggar was stunned.

He found that he couldn't get rid of this weirdo, so he had to stop and panted.

"You...why are you following me?"

The weirdo couldn't speak, so he took out the water ladle and gestured with his hands.

The little beggar couldn't understand his gestures, but he vaguely understood his meaning.

"Because of the water?"

The little beggar wanted to cry but had no tears.

Sure enough, I shouldn't be nosy.

Now I'm fine, just because of a scoop of water, I have a follower around me who I can't get rid of.

[A scoop of water, a life of grace. 】

[You want to follow the noble person, protect his safety, and repay your kindness. 】

[The noble man readily agreed. 】

[Instead of living in the city, you sleep in the alleys, eat grass and harvest fruits, and divide and eat from the occasional alms. 】

[Don’t cause trouble, just store up your strength and get stronger day by day. 】

Jiang He has always repaid kindness with drops of water and springs of water.

Not to mention the grace of survival?

Decisively choose to follow the little beggar to protect him.

As for doing this, is there a risk of attracting evil cultivators and implicating benefactors...

Not at all.

Not to mention, Wanping City is considered the territory of the Thirty-Second Family. After the evil cultivators destroyed their predecessors, they have already left long ago. It is impossible to stay here for a long time just for fun.

You must know that evil cultivators torture children of aristocratic families in order to make them live in a lowly manner, rather than die happily.

The little beggar rescued Jiang He, which was actually a good thing for the evil cultivator.

It can make Jiang He tortured for longer.

Secondly, in troubled times, people are like grass.

The monk is not safe, let alone a little beggar?

During the time Jiang He stayed in Wanping City, the smell of beggars in the city changed many times, and he didn't know how many died.

Instead of thinking about the implication, it is better to save the life of the benefactor first.

that's the truth.

After the little beggar became friends with Jiang He, he encountered significantly fewer things.

The beggars in the city avoid weird people, which actually reduces a lot of troubles.

As for diet…

At first, Jiang He could only drink water and eat grass. Most of the unripe sour fruits he picked occasionally were left to the beggars.

After all, the impact of losing vision is too great.

Even if Jiang He regained some strength, he could only catch up with a slow-running minor like the little beggar. Even picking fruits was very difficult and he could only fumble a little bit.

However, I occasionally get some wild fruits and food from begging.

Ega's physical strength gradually increased, and his strength began to return to the level of a normal person.

The most important thing is that he gradually adapted and got used to life without vision, and tried to use his abilities on this basis.

Put aside vision and use hearing, taste, and touch to feel the world——

So, when the two of them were hiding in alleys and open spaces to rest.

The little beggar could always see Jiang He with his eyes closed and his legs crossed, motionless, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

Just like the legendary immortal, weird and mysterious.

Since Jiang He was mute, the little beggar couldn't ask him what he was doing and could only keep his doubts in his heart.

Until a certain day.

Jiang He sat cross-legged and suddenly raised his hand and threw it, and cold light flew past.

With a bird song, a big fat bird fell directly to the ground.

On this day, amid the shock and salivation of the little beggar, the two of them finally tasted meat.

It was on this day that life began to change.

The living scope of the two people expanded from the inside of Wanping City to the wild mountains and forests of Wanping City. They often went out hunting and hunted down one or two wild birds to feed themselves.

This is just the beginning.

The sound of birds flying is loud and easy to identify.

Living things have a heartbeat, breathing, and can also confirm their location.

However, motionless dead objects, especially smaller ones, are difficult to locate.

Ega could only judge by the direction of the wind.

So, to get further, he went outside the city and stood in the stream.

Feel the impact of every stream of water on the sense of touch, feel every ripple in the water, and feel the movements of creatures in the water.

This is intensive training for the sense of touch.

At first there was no gain for a whole month.

Until a certain day.

Jiang He poked down the wooden stick in his hand, and when he raised it again, a grass carp was struggling on the wooden stick.

The little beggar was stunned and looked at Jiang He with even more shock.

After all, Jiang He is blind...

Or is he blind?

When Jiang He used his bare hands to avoid many obstacles, he caught a running hare in the woods.

The little beggar finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mute, who are you?"

"..."

Jiang He closed his eyes and wrote on the ground with a wooden stick.

The little beggar also closed his eyes.

He cannot read.

No matter how difficult the communication was, the relationship between the little beggar and Jiang He became increasingly harmonious.

He initially viewed the weirdos as trouble, with some vague fear.

However, as time passes, these emotions gradually dissipate.

The little beggar discovered that the mute looked like a weirdo, but was actually gentle and reliable.

Not only did they help him drive away those people with ulterior motives, but occasionally he received one or two wild fruits or alms from well-wishers, the mute also mostly gave it to him, and usually only ate weeds to survive.

It is completely different from those beggars who fight like wild beasts in dark corners in order to compete for territory and food.

The little beggar gradually let down his guard and regarded the mute as a friend.

Often look up at the starry night and chat with him——

Well, it is actually a one-sided confession.

"Mute, you are so powerful and literate, you must have been a very powerful person before, right?"

"Actually, I had a pretty good life before. I was a young master from a rich family, and I always had a golden rice bowl to eat!"

"Okay, I lied to you. I have no parents. I was picked up by my grandfather."

"Grandpa was beaten to death, so I had no choice but to go out and beg for food..."

"Mute, grandpa said that there are immortals in the sky who can soar into the clouds, control the mist, and call for wind and rain... Do you know what an immortal is?"

"I really want to become a fairy and go to the sky to see it."

"Don't worry, Mute. When I grow up, I will definitely help you avenge you and kill everyone who harmed you."

The young man had taken a bath in the river. There was no dirt on his young face. He lay looking at the stars, his eyes full of expectations for the future.

The young man was lying next to him, his eyes closed and silent, as if he had already fallen asleep.