A few years ago, a heavy snow fell in Changsu City. The snow fell for more than half a month, and now the snow on the ground is knee-deep.
The sixth day of the Lunar New Year has not even passed yet, but shops along the street have already opened one after another.
The clerk in a cloth shop on the corner yawned, pushed open the door, walked out, rubbed his hands, looked at the white snow and exhaled a breath of white air.
No wonder the old people say that this year's snow is a once-in-a-century event.
The New Year is so hard. With such heavy snow, I wonder how many people will freeze to death.
The waiter turned around and prepared to go into the house, but with a quick glance he saw a figure huddled against the wall a few steps away from the store door.
The man was unkempt, wrapped in tattered rags, with a thick layer of snow on his body. He sat against the wall without making any sound. Judging from his stature, he was still a child.
He was startled. Could it be that the little beggar had frozen to death outside their store? It was New Year's Day. Wasn't that unlucky?
Just as he was distracted, he saw Butcher Zhang, with a ferocious look and a menacing look, striding towards him from the other end of the street.
The man shuddered and quickly hid in the house.
Butcher Zhang was a well-known ruthless man in the surrounding villages. He was a soldier, and he had killed countless people in the wars a few years ago. After the truce in recent years, Butcher Zhang returned to his hometown and continued to slaughter pigs and sheep.
It was precisely because he had killed someone that, even though he was rude and unreasonable and a well-known rogue in the surrounding villages, the villagers dared not speak out.
The guy hid in the house, wondering in his heart who had offended the evil spirit Zhang the Butcher again, and this time he would be in bad luck.
After a few breaths, the cursing voice of Butcher Zhang came from outside the house: "You little beast! You stinking idiot! You let people curse me, and I'll let you curse me! I'll beat you to death!"
The waiter quietly stuck his head out and saw Butcher Zhang with a dark face punching and kicking the beggar who was curled up in the corner, cursing at him with some obscene words that were unbearable to the ears.
As Butcher Zhang cursed, the assistant pieced together what had happened. It turned out that a few days ago, the beggar pointed at the butcher, clapped his hands and laughed, "Blood, blood, dead, all dead."
Then something weird happened.
First, Zhang the Butcher's mother was hit by a carriage when she was out, and now she is lying on the bed, dying. Then, his youngest son fell into the water and had a high fever after being rescued, and now he is unconscious. Then, when Zhang the Butcher was chopping meat, he somehow got his finger stabbed by the kitchen knife, and his little finger was cut off at the root.
With so many bad things happening one after another, isn't Butcher Zhang suspicious of the beggar who cursed him before?
So early this morning, Butcher Zhang went around the city looking for beggars to settle accounts with.
The guy finally remembered the beggar's identity - a fool.
The fool has no name, no father and no mother, and no one knows his origins. All we know is that he has been a fool since the moment he appeared in Changsu City three years ago.
The fool was not very old, and was thin and small, looking about seven or eight years old. He acted crazy every day, always saying weird things, and was very unpleasant, so he couldn't even get food.
But even so, the fool survived. Just like weeds, he took root in Changsu City and gradually became a sight in the city.
At this time, the fool was beaten so badly by Butcher Zhang that he didn't make a sound and his body didn't move. The waiter took a closer look and found that his chest had stopped moving.
This idiot...could he be dead?
After fully venting his anger, Butcher Zhang also noticed something was wrong. He spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm unwillingly and said viciously: "Damn, you got it for free, you're lucky!"
Only after Butcher Zhang completely disappeared around the corner of the street did the waiter dare to come out of the house.
He looked at the fool lying in the snow with bruises all over his body, and he rarely felt pity for him.
He sighed, walked up to the fool, and said to himself: "You are suffering even if you live. It's a good opportunity for you to be born into a good family in your next life and live a good life."
Just as he finished speaking, he saw the idiot suddenly hum, move, and his eyelids twitch, and it looked like he was about to open his eyes in the next moment.
The guy was shocked and couldn't help but sigh that this fool has a tough life.
He hesitated for a few seconds and went to the breakfast shop on the corner to buy two buns.
When the waiter went back with the buns, he found that the fool's eyes were open, and his dark eyes were staring blankly at the sky.
"You're awake. Come and have some buns." Looking at the fool's dying appearance, he rarely showed kindness and handed the bun to his mouth.
The idiot was stunned for a few seconds, then his eyes rolled and looked straight at him, and his lifeless eyes slowly came into focus.
The fool was originally pale and thin, with sunken cheeks, which made his eyes look even bigger. At this moment, he looked at him with his big eyes, which were dark and lifeless, which made the waiter feel cold.
The fool looked at him blankly, as if he was looking through him and seeing something.
"What are you looking at me for?" the waiter said angrily, "If you don't want to eat, I'm leaving!"
After a few seconds, the fool lowered his eyes and said softly: "...eat."
His voice was dry and hoarse, with a strange accent, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Perhaps it was because the fool looked so pitiful with bruises all over his body, the guy, although he had some doubts in his heart, still patiently fed the fool the buns one bite at a time.
After finishing the buns, the waiter clapped his hands and was about to stand up when he heard the fool say, "Excuse me, can you give me a bowl of water?"
The man stared at the idiot and almost bit his tongue. In the past, the idiot spoke incoherently and was crazy and couldn't even speak a complete sentence. What happened today? After being beaten, he could actually speak normally.
"Oh, the sun really is rising from the west today. Are you stupid?"
The fool smiled and said nothing.
The waiter had no intention of pursuing the matter and went into the house to bring him a bowl of water. This time the fool did not need him to feed him. He took the water with both hands and drank it slowly.
After finishing his drink, he looked up at the waiter and handed over the bowl, "Thank you."
The waiter only now realized that the fool's eyes were not black. His eyeballs were neither yellow nor gray, but a very light color. They were bright and moist in the sunlight, and looked like the new glass lamp bought by the master.
Facing the pair of eyes, the guy was a little scared. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the eyes looked too deep and too cold, making him feel uncomfortable.
He was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered to take the bowl. He also stopped thinking about talking to the idiot and turned around to go into the store.
The fool's deep and hoarse voice came from behind: "The good karma you have accumulated over many lifetimes will come to an end tomorrow. I hope you can do more good deeds in the future so that you can reap good rewards."
The waiter turned around and looked at him in surprise. Before he could ask anything, he heard the shopkeeper's angry shout from behind him: "Where are all the people so early in the morning?"
So he didn't care about the fool's crazy talk, and ran back to the store, "I'm here, the shopkeeper..."
Soon the sound of the shopkeeper loudly scolding and the waiter quietly apologizing could be heard from the room. The fool withdrew his gaze, moved back with difficulty, leaned against the wall, and let out a long sigh.
On the busy street, no one paid attention to the dirty idiot hiding in the corner. So no one noticed that the crazy and idiotic child in the past now had dark eyes and a thoughtful look, with a mature and steady expression like an adult.
Le Jing closed his eyes, breathing heavily, his chest hissing.
As soon as he woke up, he realized his dire situation.
It was the coldest time of the year and he was wearing thin, ragged clothes, with large areas of skin exposed. Not to mention that his body looked as if he had just been severely beaten, with a bloody taste in his mouth and bruises all over his body that caused him severe pain.
The two buns the shop assistant had fed him just now were just a drop in the bucket. When he tasted the meat, he felt even hungrier.
It was so cold and he was injured. If he stayed out in the snow any longer, he would lose his life sooner or later.
It's really hell mode from the beginning.
Even when he was Li Jingran, he only had to quit drugs at the beginning, which was far less dangerous than it is now.
If it were the previous world, he could still exchange food and medicine from the system, but in this world he had to rely on himself for everything.
To be honest, he was relieved that there was no system following him this time. Although the system and the live broadcast room audience helped him a lot, he also sacrificed his privacy to please the audience.
Most importantly, in order to achieve his own goals and protect his privacy, Le Jing would reflexively act under the camera in the live broadcast room. This is an instinct given to him by his past life experiences.
He himself is not an emotional person, but under the camera of the live broadcast room, he subconsciously pretends to be a normal person with flesh and blood, and from time to time he plays the role of a passionate and patriotic scientist.
He did scientific research, innovated technology, and insisted on recording his research results before his death, not because he was patriotic, but simply because he loved truth and knowledge.
Finally, I don't have to act anymore.
It should be said that this is the world in which he has the freest time.
Whether it is Le Jing's life, Li Jingran's life, or Chang Jingchen's life, there are more or less forced acting and compromise. But it is different in this world.
The original owner of this world was a fatherless and motherless beggar, with no past and no connection to this world, so he could live freely as he pleased.
Thinking of the original owner's identity as a beggar and a fool, Le Jing could only sigh and lament that fate was a cruel thing.
He has been a human for four lifetimes, but this is the first time he has had such a bizarre and tragic fate.
The original owner was a fool, and was in a daze most of the time, so most of his memories seemed to be covered by a veil and were blurry, but only some memories were as clear as high-definition movies, lingering in the fool's mind and could not be forgotten for a long time.
Le Jing calls it a "prophecy."
The fool is actually a prophet.
He was born with a pair of divine eyes that can see through the reincarnation of past lives, the past and future, and the ups and downs of all things.
With these eyes, he could have become the most powerful and noble man in the world. He would have been the emperor's guest of honor, and he would have become a "living immortal" that people flocked to.
It's a pity that he is a fool who can hardly speak.
So people despised him and rejected him. He lived on the streets, not only did he not have enough food to eat, but he was also often beaten up for accidentally revealing the tragic fate of others. He was poor and filthy, like a rat in a sewer.
In some mysterious way, all this seemed to be a punishment for the fool who had seen through his fate.
This is also the tragic fate that countless prophets throughout history cannot avoid.
Since ancient times, China has had the saying of "five evils and three deficiencies". The five evils and three deficiencies refer to a fate. The so-called five evils are nothing more than "widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, loneliness, and disability". The three deficiencies are "money, fate, and power".
Taoists believe that if one peeks into fate and changes cause and effect, it will backfire on oneself and lead to a tragic fate.
And a fool has almost all of these five disadvantages and three shortcomings.
A fool is not necessarily born a fool.
His eyes are so terrifying that he can see through a person's past and present life, misfortune and fortune with just one glance. But he is just an ordinary person after all.
His prying into fate and the truth will only cause him to have a mental breakdown and turn him into a madman and a fool in the eyes of the world.
How do you know that these strange eyes are not a punishment given to him by fate?
Before Le Jing traveled through time, the fool suddenly saw the end of this dynasty one day.
The foreign cavalry trampled through the mountains and rivers, and the evil army burned, killed, looted, and wherever they went there was blood and rain, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood, and cries that shook the sky.
This is a horrible future comparable to hell.
In ancient Greek mythology, the prophetess Cassandra made countless prophecies throughout her life. She even predicted the destruction of her hometown of Troy. However, because of the curse from the sun god Apollo, she never found anyone willing to believe her predictions until her death.
So she witnessed the destruction of the country with her own eyes and saw the tragic fate come true one by one as prophesied.
In the end, Cassandra suffered a mental breakdown and became insane. At the end of the story, she welcomed her death with ecstasy.
Compared to Cassandra, the fool might be a little luckier.
Because the fool died without witnessing the fulfillment of the prophecy.
On a snowy night, he climbed out of the dilapidated temple where he took shelter from the wind and sat down on the empty street.
It was daybreak, the snow stopped, and the fool was frozen to death.
Le Jing didn’t know whether the fool committed suicide, just like he didn’t know whether death was a relief for the fool.
Le Jing suddenly found it a little funny. In his previous life, he was a scientist who believed in materialism, but in this life he was reincarnated as a charlatan prophet.
The prophet is also a mortal being who needs to eat grains and wear clothes to keep warm, so Le Jing’s top priority now is to satisfy the first level of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs - physiological needs.
Le Jing thought for a few seconds: How about he become a national teacher first?
The author has something to say:
Give up, you will become a master after all.
I read the comments from readers and found that there was nothing I wanted to write, so I went straight to the next chapter!!
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