In feudal society, as a time traveler, Zhang San is well aware of the principle of keeping a low profile. After all, the interests nowadays are divided among various forces.

If someone suddenly emerges and there is no force behind him to protect him, what awaits him will not be fame and success, but being swallowed by the giant beast without leaving even a bone. If things go wrong, even his life and property will be in danger.

It is also based on this consideration that even though Zhang San has many brilliant ideas, except for the improvement in woodworking skills, he has not changed anything else.

For him, he has long lost the youthful vigor and vitality he had in his youth. Instead, the idea of ​​escaping from the world has taken over. It seems that there is nothing wrong with growing flowers and plants every day, working from sunrise to sunset and resting from sunset to sunrise.

It was not until his six-year-old girl drew the life sacrifice lot that Zhang San clearly felt that he was naive. This was not the ancient society where the extraordinary was not obvious, but a fantasy world where ghosts were rampant. Blindly giving in would not only fail to help you survive the disaster, but would make the other party feel that you are weak and can be bullied.

This is not Zhang San's opinion alone. This is the summary of the emperors of all dynasties since the founding of the Jin Dynasty. It is said that the emperor guards the country's gates and the king dies for the country. The reason why the Jin Dynasty has been able to last for three generations is never because of compromise, but because of fists! Not to mention ghosts and demons, even if it is the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, if they really block the road to the Jin Dynasty, then the Jin Dynasty will also offer sacrifices to the ancestral temple and fight against the sky! This is a fantasy world full of extraordinary people. For ordinary people, there are indeed many crises.

However, everything is relative, and the dynastic power of this world cannot be shaken by just any character!

To give a simple example, the city gods, land gods, mountain gods, and river gods within the Great Jin Dynasty were not given divine seals from the Lingxiao Palace, but instead were stamped with the imperial seal with the ancient Han seal script "Received the Mandate from Heaven, May You Live Long and Prosper."

In the fantasy world, never underestimate the Human Emperor. You must know that there are people above us, and there are people in this world who have completed the ascension. If you really choose to die in glory rather than live in disgrace, it will be uncomfortable for everyone.

Perhaps he was influenced by the spirit of the Great Jin Dynasty, or maybe Zhang San was not one to suffer a loss. When the ghost bullied him, he was ready to fight for his life.

Before the system was built, he was planning to secretly take his sister and escape. If he really couldn't escape, he would be covered in blood before he died.

But now, looking at the sun gradually rising outside the window, he felt so calm in his heart.

In the memory fusion, Xiaohao has lived for thirty years, but for the system, it only takes one night to complete the bridge of their memories. However, with thirty years of memories, Zhang San can barely bear it with his current state of mind.

Zhang San's hand slowly brushed across the Sun Wheel Sword in his hand. Even though he had already reached the state of unity between man and sword, the chillness of the blade still made his hair tremble.

The Demon Slayer Corps' Nichirin Sword is also known as the color-changing sword. The blade is made of "Gorilla Scarlet Iron Sand" and "Gorilla Scarlet Ore", materials that absorb sunlight. The one in his hand was designed by Zhang San based on the style of the Tang sword, and he asked the sword-forging village Kotetsuzuka Hotaru to make it.

Then it was nurtured by Zhang San's Breath of Thunder and Breath of the Sun before it took shape. Compared to its appearance when it was just out of the oven, it had long since lost its former ordinariness and turned into a peerless weapon wrapped in lightning and flowing with flames.

"10 years since debut, 128 beheadings, my good friend, I'm counting on you this time!"

As if it sensed the owner's emotions, the Sun Blade that was originally lying flat in his hand also made a buzzing sound, not as chaotic as a bee, but rather as low as thunder.

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"Dongdongdong~"

"Brother, wake up! Ahem~"

The time of sighing did not last long, and Zhang San's attention was brought back to reality by his sister knocking on the door.

Zhenjiang Prefecture is located in the coastal area of ​​the eastern part of Dajin. Due to the latitude, the dawn always comes very early. Adhering to the good habit of getting up at sunrise, sister Yaya has become Zhang San's most punctual alarm clock.

Even though today is the day she becomes a celestial being, the little girl has not forgotten the agreement between her and her brother. Who can refuse to pamper such a little girl?

On the one hand, it was because of the special nature of Zhang San's profession, and on the other hand, it was because the tax rate in Dajin was indeed not high (about one in forty, which really existed). If they just lived in the countryside, the Zhang family's life seemed quite affluent.

And because his sister was born weak, in order to ensure the healthy growth of the little girl, Zhang San changed his diet from two meals a day to three meals a day since he was young.

No matter how difficult life is, the little girl can always ensure the nutritional intake of two eggs a day.

As the saying goes, the eldest brother is like a father. Yaya has always respected Zhang San very much, both internally and externally, and has never questioned Zhang San's arrangements too much, but all this seems to be different today.

"Wow~"

Perhaps because she ate too quickly, after swallowing the egg in one gulp, Yaya's already pale face turned even redder. However, even so, she still resisted Zhang San's majestic gaze and timidly pushed the other egg in the ceramic bowl over.

"Brother, I'm full, this is for you!"

After saying this, he acted very confident, as if to reinforce the truth of his words.

Faced with such a well-behaved sister, Zhang San did not directly reject her kindness. After touching Yaya's hair, he said softly, "Eat quickly, your brother has already eaten."

Zhang San's movements were very skillful and his words were very familiar. It was obvious that this situation was not the first time it had occurred. He had used this trick to fool his sister for three years.

It’s a pity that he forgot that no matter how young a sapling is, it will eventually grow into a towering tree, and life experience is its best nourishment.

As for experience, what can compare to the choice between life and death? Last night, Zhang San looked at Xiaohao's thirty years of memory, and how did the child who was about to become a living sacrifice come through? At her age, can she understand the concept of life and death?

"But I cooked the eggs today!"

Zhang San's hand, which was originally touching his head, paused slightly. After having successfully cultivated in the transparent world, he seldom used his eyes alone to see things. Therefore, even if his sight was blocked by his hand, he could still feel the heat in Yaya's eyes.

Lies are lies after all, and there will always be a day when they can no longer be concealed!

"I'm so sorry, brother was just thinking about something and forgot to eat today."

After saying this, in order to dispel Yaya's suspicion, Zhang San skillfully picked up the egg and peeled the shell. Fortunately, he had done similar actions when he lived with Kanae Kocho, otherwise it would have been impossible to make it up.

"Actually, brother, don't worry. Yaya is not afraid..."

Perhaps because she herself was not sure of the truth of what she said, Yaya's voice became smaller and smaller, but where she couldn't see, Zhang San's eyes were becoming colder and colder.