Chapter 72 The Eighth Year of the Republic of China
The old woman smiled slightly: "Little friend, I'm going to start, are you ready?"
Liu Jianan nodded firmly: "Grandma, I'm ready."
The old woman closed her eyes and prayed. After a moment, a swirling time and space door appeared beside her.
"An'an, be careful, we'll wait for you here!"
Liu Jianan gave everyone a reassuring look, then turned around and stepped into the time and space door.
Time goes by.
I don't know how long it has passed. When Liu Jianan opened his eyes again, he saw a bustling street.
However, it was very different from the streets in his memory. There were no cars and donkeys everywhere, only twos and threes of human-powered rickshaws, shuttling through the crowd.
"You are in the eighth year of the Republic of China. Find the little girl Qin Lingyue and fulfill her wish, and you will complete the first level."
The old woman's voice rang in his ears, and Liu Jianan noticed that there was a "moon" in the little girl's name.
King Kong's original name was Nian Yue. Is he related to this Qin Lingyue?
And he was surprised to find that he could actually walk firmly on the ground.
It seems that the test of Lingbao has its own operating rules, which are enough to offset the side effects of his floating.
Otherwise, if he showed floating in front of these people in the Republic of China, he might be caught as a monster.
Liu Jianan was walking on the street and noticed something was wrong at a glance. He looked at all the passers-by from an upward perspective.
He quickly glanced at his body.
Oh no, I've turned into a little bean.
He looked to be about five or six years old. How could he make a living in the Republic of China where he was unfamiliar with the place ?
Forget it. Let's not think about it for now. Finding Qin Lingyue was the most important thing. I don't know if his special ability is still there. I'll try it out when there's no one around. "Selling pancakes, big and fragrant pancakes!" "Steamed buns, meat buns, leek buns, egg yolk buns, all kinds of buns!" The shouts of vendors came one after another, making people feel very friendly. Liu Jianan rarely watched TV dramas from the Republic of China period, and he didn't have the conditions to watch them, so he was very curious about everything around him. The street juggler had a long sword pierced into his throat, but he was not hurt at all. He took a mouthful of sake, opened his mouth and suddenly a tongue of fire gushed out. How magical! Liu Jianan was attracted by this wonderful performance and could not help but stop to watch. When people asked him for money, he awkwardly touched his backpack. Good news, the backpack was still there. Bad news, the food inside was inedible. Apart from the gun for self-defense, only the ring given by the middle-aged woman was valuable. He was hesitating, but he saw that the juggler had left, and he continued to shout: "Those who have money can support the show with money, and those who don't have money can support the show with people. We brothers are new here, and we hope you can take care of us." Liu Jianan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the crowd. He finally realized how difficult his test was. A six-year-old child, penniless and helpless. Even food and clothing are problems, and he is expected to fulfill other people's wishes? Liu Jianan thought, no matter what, he must find a job to earn money. He was looking for something he could do on the street. As he was walking, he heard loud slogans from afar. "Fight for national sovereignty abroad and eliminate traitors at home." "Boycott Japanese goods!" "Rather die with honor than live in disgrace!" Liu Jianan hid beside a street stall and watched the mighty parade passing by him. The young students raised their flags and shouted firm slogans fearlessly. It was deafening and loud. The torrent of history roared in. The pictures in the textbooks and the words in the history books seemed to be materialized at this moment. Liu Jianan's eyes were filled with tears and his blood was boiling. But he soon found that there seemed to be many eyes staring at them. He couldn't understand the emotions in those eyes. He only knew that there was a pair of invisible claws quietly reaching out to these students. He wanted to shout and remind them to be careful. But when he opened his mouth, no sound came out. The old woman's sigh rang in his ears: "You can't change anything. This is my first pre-exam test and it will be my last." Then, even noisier voices rang out. Police rushed in from all directions and arrested all the leading students. Banners and flags with slogans were trampled by law enforcers in uniform. An uncontrollable heartache surged in his chest. "Kid, it's not safe here. Go home quickly." The vendor next to him kindly reminded him. Liu Jianan lowered his head and left here with mixed feelings. "Let go of my uncle, let go of my uncle!" The young girl's voice penetrated Liu Jianan's eardrums. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl of the same age as him, who was beating a policeman's thigh with all her might. "Yueyue, go away, Xiaoshu, take Yueyue away from here!" The uncle of the girl who was restrained shouted heartbreakingly. Yueyue, could it be Qin Lingyue? Liu Jianan was cautious and watched the situation develop. "I won't leave, uncle, give me back to me! Wuwu..." The little girl cried sadly. The patrolman became impatient and warned loudly: "If you touch me again, I will fight back." The little girl still refused to let go. The patrolman spit and kicked her out. Chen Shu quickly blocked Xiaoyue behind him, and the kick landed heavily on Chen Shu's back. His body was kicked out and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Even so, he did not forget to protect Xiaoyue. "Chen Shu, how are you?" the little girl asked him anxiously.
Chen Shu shook his head: "I'm fine, let's go and ask the family for help."
"Okay, let's go." The little girl helped Chen Shu stand up.
But the patrolman seemed unwilling to let them go, and stepped in his military boots to block the way of the two children: "Little girl, what's your name?
" "Qin Lingyue."
The patrolman continued to ask: "You said that's your uncle?"
Qin Lingyue nodded with red eyes.
"That's perfect, take him back to the police station together and investigate the family background of the offending student." The patrolman said coldly.
Chen Shu tried to stop the patrolman, but he was just an eight-year-old child and was knocked down in an instant.
Seeing that Qin Lingyue was about to be taken away by the patrolman.
Liu Jianan was no longer silent: "What do you have the right to arrest people casually? You said that this little girl is the relative of the offending student. Do you have any evidence?
" The patrolman sneered, "I suspect that there are still people in his family who spread reactionary slogans. Why, do the patrolmen need your consent to do things?"
"Without an arrest warrant, you forcibly took her away, which is illegal!" He didn't know whether the patrolmen in the Republic of China needed an arrest warrant to arrest others, anyway, he would talk about it first.
"Oh?" The patrolman looked at Liu Jianan with interest, "What arrest warrant? Why don't I know about it?"
"You are protecting them so much, it seems that you are also their accomplice, come on, arrest them together!"