Chapter 71 Recovering the Koi Gold Finger
"He won't be able to reincarnate like this!" Qiuqiu said anxiously, "Xingxing, if his soul is not completed, he will become a fool when he goes to another world because of the lack of soul!"
It's no wonder that Qiuqiu realized it late. It and Xingxing were only responsible for carrying out the mission. As soon as they handed over the task, the soul of the star disappeared. They couldn't find it even if they wanted to, let alone observe the state of his soul.
While explaining the reasons to Xingxing, Qiuqiu sent more than a dozen applications to the Reincarnation Department, requesting them to stop Xingxing first and wait for them to take back his luck and complete his soul before reincarnating.
Xingxing looked up at the ruined temple that was getting closer and closer, and the smoke rising above the ruined temple, and said slowly: "Then beat the bad guys up and take back everything that was stolen."
"Yes, and the sooner the better." Qiuqiu replied in a deep voice.
Judging from the soul state of the star they had seen before, it probably wouldn't last long.
Xiaowu let out the turbid air in his heart, stopped in front of the dilapidated temple with beads of sweat on his forehead, and then slowly put the child down from his back.
"Star……"
He was about to say something.
The people who heard the noise and came out of the dilapidated temple were stunned when they saw the two of them and the group of people behind them.
"What... is going on?" The old man in the lead looked at the two children, then at the group of droopy-headed beggars behind them.
The other beggars who came out had the same question in their minds.
Wasn't it agreed that we would pick up the bodies of the two children and stew them to fill everyone's stomachs and drink some hot broth?
How come these two kids are still alive and well?
Is it possible that so many people combined can’t beat two tiny kids?
Also, what is Xiaowu wearing? It looks so new and warm...
Some people's eyes are already filled with greed.
Seeing him, Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with hatred and defensiveness. He stretched out his hands to protect Xing Xing behind him, straightened his spine and looked at him fiercely, saying in a hoarse voice: "Don't even think about taking advantage of us again!!"
It was this person who negotiated with Xiaowu in the beginning and plotted against him time and again in order to separate him from Xingxing so that he could take action. This person was the one with the most influence among this group of beggars and the one Xiaowu was most wary of.
The old man glanced at him, then his eyes passed straight past him and fell on the group of beggars behind them.
Receiving the question in his gaze, a group of beggars who had just been taught a lesson hesitated and refused to speak, for fear that they would say something wrong and offend the two little brats.
Xingxing blocked out the noisy and chaotic voices of these people, reached out and gently grasped her brother's tense fingers, and then in the quiet atmosphere of stalemate and confrontation on both sides, she led her brother towards the dilapidated temple.
His feet were so cold, and Xingxing had no interest in standing in the snow as punishment.
The little man suddenly moved, and all eyes subconsciously fell on him.
But he seemed to feel nothing, holding Xiaowu's hand, and walked in silently.
For some reason, when he approached, the beggars who were blocking the door involuntarily made way for him one by one.
The only beggar left was the one who was leaning on a wooden stick but looked very energetic and well-fed. He was squinting at Xingxing and Xiaowu and showed no intention of giving in.
When Xingxing walked up to this person, she stopped and could clearly hear the breathing sounds all around her, including the sudden tense and stiff body of her brother who was holding her hand.
It seems like facing a great enemy.
Xingxing didn't even raise her head, she just stopped in front of the man, and seeing that he had no intention of giving way, she took her brother's hand and went around from the side.
He couldn't block the entire door by himself, and Xingxing didn't want to hear what he was thinking at the moment. Xingxing just wanted to go in, take a shower, change into new clothes, and then go to sleep.
That's right, he was sleepy again.
Perhaps it's because this body is too fragile and his soul needs to continue to merge with this body, so the stars in this world are more sleepy and weaker than those in the previous two worlds.
This kind of "weakness" cannot be solved by drinking spiritual spring water every day. It is a permanent problem caused by the pull and fusion between the soul and the body.
Just when Xingxing was leading his brother around the beggar, the beggar made a gesture and all the beggars standing behind him rushed towards Xiaowu and Xingxing.
Xiaowu pushed his brother out in panic, and was ready to use his frail little body to bear everything and fight with these people.
Xingxing staggered when her brother pushed her.
When he stood firm, he could see that his brother had been surrounded by a group of people, and some were reaching out to grab him even faster.
When these people tried to catch him, they always acted like they were grabbing a chicken. Xingxing's childish brows were tightly knitted together, and a soft, childish voice rang out in front of the ruined temple, "Stop!!"
This time there was no need to communicate with her mind. After forcibly controlling the minds and bodies of more than a dozen people present, Xingxing pursed her lips, and with her small hands struggled to push away the beggars blocking her way, then she walked into the crowd and carefully pulled up her brother who had been pinned to the ground.
Xiao Wu: "Are they unable to move again?"
He felt a little bit curious and excited.
Xingxing nodded obediently, and after pulling her brother into the dilapidated temple, her eyelids could hardly remain open.
"Brother, I want to take a bath..." The little boy lowered his head and buried himself in his brother's arms. Before he fell asleep uncontrollably, he gave orders to the group of people who remained in the ruined temple.
No one is allowed to run away, and no one is allowed to hurt their brother.
Xiaowu frantically supported his brother's small body and called him anxiously a few times, but got only soft and sleepy responses. He immediately took off his brand new down jacket, and under the gaze of countless envious, jealous and greedy eyes, he spread the clothes open on the thick straw, and then put the sleeping Xingxing on it and wrapped him up.
Behind them, the group of people who were controlled looked at each other in bewilderment. When they wanted to attack again, they found that once they had such thoughts, they would have splitting headaches and their entire bodies were completely out of their control.
"What on earth is going on?"
"Why is this happening? I feel like I'm being controlled by someone. Is he a human or a ghost?!"
"Qi Lao San, why haven't you said anything? What happened before?"
"yes……"
Amid the clamor of fear and anxiety, Xiao Wu stood up, looked around the dilapidated temple, and finally fixed his eyes on the big pot in the middle where hot water was boiling.
As soon as he saw it, Xiaowu felt a chill in his heart.
These people were absolutely certain that they and their brother would die, so they asked some people to pick up the corpses, while others had already boiled water in the dilapidated temple!
When Xiao Wu thought about the outcome if he and his brother didn't survive, he wanted to kill everyone here right away!
But he knew that he couldn't act impulsively, and he didn't have that much strength for the time being, so he just walked towards the boiling pot in the chaos.
Then he pulled out the burning firewood stick at the bottom of the pot and threw it into the snow outside.
When the water in the pot cools down a bit, it can be used to wash my brother's body and hair.
"...Let me help you." The beggar who had followed them all the way back walked forward flatteringly, holding a large wooden bucket that could hold water in his hand with great tact.
They realized the situation faster than the beggars in the dilapidated temple, so when some people were still suspecting that Xingxing was possessed by a ghost or for other reasons, the beggars who had seen Xingxing kill people on the spot with just one word became very well-behaved.
Some people took the initiative to persuade the beggars who stayed in the dilapidated temple not to waste their energy.
Someone came forward to help Xiaowu scoop hot water into the wooden barrel.
Some people even dug out the dry food that they had hidden away and were reluctant to eat, and placed it next to the sleeping Xingxing with a flattering look on their faces, or stuffed it into Xiaowu's arms without saying a word.
These beggars, who live at the bottom of the entire imperial feudal society, are also the most flexible group of people who know best how to continue to survive in troubled times.
They don't even need to live up to their human qualities. As long as they are still alive, they can do their best to survive in this chaotic world.
When the boiling water gradually cooled down, they helped Xiaowu to give Xingxing a bath.
Although Xingxing was sleeping all the time and wouldn't wake up no matter how they tossed and turned, making them constantly pray in their hearts that Xingxing would die soon, but on the surface everyone was very quiet and honest, not daring to make any small movements, let alone bully Xiaowu while Xingxing was sleeping.
Outside the ruined temple.
Qi Lao San said to the gloomy old beggar, "He is not simple, don't provoke him, just treat him as two living ancestors, they will definitely not stay here for long."
Qi Laosan was the one who was standing outside the hut at that time.
Now his whole body was covered with wounds from Xiaowu's punches and kicks, and he grimaced in pain every time he spoke or moved.
But he is not stupid. The reason why he was named first by the old beggar is because he is ruthless and smart enough. He is considered the second in command among the beggars in the dilapidated temple. Sometimes some nobles in the city want to find them to do something, and usually the old beggar goes to talk, and then Qi San takes people to do it.
The two had been working together for a long time, so even though Qi Lao San was ordered by Xingxing not to say anything careless, he still tried his best to "persuade with kind words" so that the old beggar would have some idea in his mind and not act rashly against the two children.
But that’s all.
Even if the old beggar frowned and wanted to ask more, Qi San would have an extreme fear of a catastrophic disaster before he opened his mouth, so he kept repeating the same advice, which made the old beggar angry.
However, the old beggar also knew that the best way to deal with this situation was to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.
He asked the group of beggars who stayed with him in the dilapidated temple to remain still for the time being, and watched coldly as the other group of beggars tried their best to please Xiao Wu in an ugly way.
It’s not that they can’t bow down or lose face, but that these beggars in the dilapidated temple have no idea how terrible the control of the stars over them is.
After all, they had never witnessed the scene of their companions dying silently in front of them.
at the same time.
Anqing Marquis Mansion.
The old lady from the Marquis's Mansion with a head full of white hair was supported by the nanny and came to the main room to sit down. A woman wearing a silk skirt and hairpins on her head, with a sharp and heroic look in her eyes, also sat down to her left.
These are the wife of Marquis Anqing and the eldest lady of Marquis Anqing’s mansion.
The family of Anqing Hou is full of loyal and brave people. The old marquis was a god of war in the previous generation. He passed away due to a hidden injury within two years after returning from the battlefield, leaving only his old wife to take care of the housework and raise two sons.
The eldest son, Wei Fengyan, originally served as the fourth-rank Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. The second son, Wei Fengyao, grew up with the current emperor. He was both civil and military, and was extremely talented. He followed his father to make a name for himself on the battlefield early on, but unfortunately he died in battle three years ago.
A year later, the war on the border became urgent. Wei Fengyan, the only remaining man in the Anqing Marquisate, gave up his literary career and took his son with him to garrison the western border desert.
Therefore, the Anqing Marquis' Mansion, which was already short of people, was left with only the old lady, the eldest daughter-in-law, and the only granddaughter Wei Jinning. Unfortunately, because Wei Jinning was the weaker of the twins, the imperial physician diagnosed that she would not live past the age of 10, so she took medicine to recuperate all year round and seldom went out.
They rarely participated in banquets hosted by the wives of other officials in the capital, but they would never miss banquets in the palace.
Therefore, the Anqing Marquis Mansion is deserted all year round.
This desolation became even more desolate in winter. Such a huge mansion seemed to have no human presence at all.
At this moment in the lobby, the tea in the hands of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was slowly filled. Although the old lady was old, her eyes were not cloudy.
She sat upright, lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the person who was kneeling on the ground respectfully. After a long while, the old voice slowly asked: "Now that the people who can make decisions in my Wei family are here, what is the important matter you have? Tell us and let us hear it."
On the left, Wei picked up the teacup at hand but did not drink it. Instead, she looked at the person on the ground silently.
This person was not a servant of the Wei family, but the owner of a jewelry store in the east of the city. Yesterday afternoon, he sent someone to deliver a visiting card to the Marquis' Mansion, saying that he had something extremely important to say about the Marquis' Mansion and hoped that the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion would give him a chance to meet and discuss in detail.
After the old lady finished speaking, the person kneeling on the ground stood up and took out a light piece of paper from his arms.
The servant boy next to them took it and examined it before handing it to the maid, who unfolded it for the two masters to see.
The next second, a crisp collision sound was heard. Wei put down the teacup in his hand, stared at the shopkeeper, and asked coldly: "What does this mean?!"
There was a simple painting on the paper.
The painting was of the little gadgets that my younger brother had sent back as gifts for his two children.
It is a rounded but inconspicuous stone.
Seeing her reaction, the shopkeeper smiled slightly and bowed to the two of them, saying, "Don't be anxious, ladies. I have seen the item in this painting once on Wei Jinan, the young master of the Marquis's Mansion. But surprisingly, I saw the same pendant on another child recently. Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Almost at the moment he finished speaking, the two people who had been listening to him calmly stood up.
The old lady asked in a trembling voice: "On the other child? Are you sure it was painted on a stone like this?"
The shopkeeper nodded with a smile, and without deliberately keeping the secret, he said directly: "The child is about three years old this year, and is a little boy adopted by our boss. I heard from the boss that this little stone pendant was hung around the little boy's neck when he was still in swaddling clothes. Our boss was afraid that the little boy would want to find his parents in the future, so he has been keeping it for him. Until recently, the little boy cried and made a fuss about wearing the pendant, and then I saw it with my sharp eyes."
Above him, the two women could no longer sit still, and after listening with bated breath, they looked at each other and saw tears of ecstasy in each other's eyes.
Three years old!
Small pendant.
It’s right, it’s all right!!
The old lady called the butler and asked him to give the shopkeeper a hundred gold coins, and promised: "As long as it is confirmed that it is indeed the blood of my son Feng Yao, then my mansion will owe you a favor in this life. As long as you have something to ask for, we will definitely do our best to fulfill it for you!"
Without further ado, everyone in the Anqing Marquis' Mansion quickly got into action and set off for the mansion where the shopkeeper lived.
At the other end, a child dressed in brocade and silk, as cute as a fairy, sat on a cushion, swinging his legs, playing with a clean pendant in his hand.
"Tell me, is that beggar dead?"
He was talking to himself in the room.
Until a cold voice sounded in my ears: "Sorry, the system cannot view the other party's life data."
Li Jinyuan raised his eyebrows and said suddenly, "That means he is dead. He is indeed a lucky guy. Once a person's luck improves, he won't have any worries."
After all, his fate was in his favor, so how could he allow the little beggar to live and put him in danger of being exposed, and make such a kind-hearted person bear more condemnation of his conscience?
When a person dies, the feeling of guilt naturally disappears.
This is Li Jinyuan's second mission.
He is a person from the modern world. He was originally just an ordinary person, but when he was about to die, he was suddenly bound by a golden finger system.
The system said that his mission was to go to various small worlds and retrieve the protagonist's golden finger.
The mission in the previous small world was successfully completed, and he recovered a golden finger called "Top Stream in the Circle". Naturally, the protagonist of that world did not die a good death, and he himself used that golden finger to successfully become a superstar step by step with countless fans around the world, and he was as bright and dazzling as the sun until his death.
He enjoyed it very much and became more motivated to carry out this so-called "recycling mission".
As a result, I came to the second small world.
This is an ancient world, and the identity chosen for him by the system is also good. He has been transformed into an orphan adopted by a wealthy businessman, and he has no problem wearing fine clothes and eating delicious food.
The task to be done is also very simple.
Just go shopping and retrieve the "Koi Gold Finger" that originally belonged to the protagonist of this world. After that, this gold finger will naturally become his, and the ubiquitous good luck BUFF will naturally flatten all obstacles in front of him.
"Is that little beggar really the protagonist?" He couldn't help but ask when he thought of the two little beggars who hugged each other and depended on each other that day.
"Yes." The system answered dutifully: "He was very powerful. In the original novel, he became the founder of a new dynasty. Unfortunately, he was weak, so it was his brother who ascended the throne in the end."
"Tsk!" Li Jinyuan, a man who grew up in the new era, sneered disdainfully, fell back on the soft cushion, and sighed: "Working hard for others to build a great country? I don't think he is the protagonist, but a tool, a big fool, and a sickly person, right? If it were me, even if I die, I will drag the person who can inherit the throne to die with me. As for the collapse of this dynasty, I don't care about the flood after I die."
He really couldn't understand what was going on in the protagonist's mind.
You are a sickly person, but you still want to work so hard to give others a big country?
Are you crazy?
"Host, please respect the protagonist." The system reminded coldly.
Li Jinyuan rolled his eyes and was even more speechless. "He's dead, so why should I respect him? From now on, his life is my life. I'm in good health, so if he doesn't want to be the emperor, I'll take his place!"
As a man, who hasn't thought about becoming the ruler of the world?
"Sorry host, you can't be the emperor." The system reminded coldly again.
Li Jinyuan, who was still thinking, was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Why? That stinky beggar can be the emperor, but I can't?!"
System: "Because you have deprived the protagonist of his golden finger. The protagonist is second only to the emperor and above all others. You can only reach that position in the end and cannot go beyond it. Otherwise, you will be punished by God."
Li Jinyuan: “…”
He really couldn't help it, and cursed with a stinky face, threw the pendant in his hand aside, and said angrily: "If that little beggar was still alive, I really want to hold his head and shake it to see if it is full of water!"
System: "Please respect the protagonist."
Li Jinyuan rolled his eyes again, what a stupid system, what a stupid protagonist.
He really couldn't understand it, so he lay on the mat for a while, then suddenly turned over and sat up: "What's the point of recycling these gold fingers?"
This was a doubt he had since the first world.
The system is silent.
After Li Jinyuan's repeated questioning, it still replied in a cold voice: "Sorry, you don't have enough authority."
Li Jinyuan: “…”
I have accumulated a lot of swear words in my heart.
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It was getting dark.
The stars slowly opened their eyes.
He was awakened by the whistling wind outside the temple.
The dilapidated temple was not quiet. Some people were chatting, some were quarreling, some were grinding their teeth, and some were grinding Guanyin soil with stones, trying to make it as fine as possible to swallow.
There are people here who have never eaten humans.
There are a few normal people mixed in with a group of monsters. They are called normal people, but in fact they are "livestock" kept in captivity.
Normally they have to go out to beg for food, and if they starve to death they have to be eaten by the monsters in the temple. They live like neither human nor ghost, feeling fearful and numb. They are so low and cheap that they are not even as good as the animals that are fed by people.
Xingxing subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her eyes.
Hands are clean.
Xingxing was stunned for a moment and looked down.
Clean little hands, a clean sweater worn inside out, a warm down jacket, and pants and socks worn inside out...
The clothes he gave to his brother in the morning were taken off by his brother, turned over, and put the clean side back on him.
Xingxing looked a little dazed, as if she hadn't woken up yet.
He looked up for his brother in the dim, dilapidated temple.
The beggar not far away probably kept an eye on his movements. Seeing this, he shrank back and replied, "Xiaowu, Xiaowu is outside."
Xingxing opened her down coat and sat up on the straw.
When he walked out, the beggars nearby looked at the exquisite clothes they had never seen before left by Xingxing on the straw, their eyes full of greed, but no one dared to step forward and take them for themselves.
Xingxing walked to the temple gate and saw his brother sharpening a knife seriously in the snow.
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