...Heaven...
Flying...
Immortal...
Fall...
to land...
among people...
Brother Zhang Fei's roar was powerful, as powerful as the roar on the long slope of Zhang Yide, the three countries.
However, there was no place for Zhang Fei to find the millions of troops of Cao camp in front of him, so it was just like the scene.
This was really the roar in front of the temple, and the bridge was not broken and the water was flowing.
However, there were some effects.
In addition to scaring away a few sparrows, the eight little beggars crawling on the ground were also scared.
They were all frightened and panicked.
Black...
eggs...
spare my life, spare my life.
If you want to entangle him, go and find that scoundrel Zhou.
Don't kill your brothers...
Zhang Fei straightened his body.
He didn't know what Little Flower was talking about and was totally confused, but he was very satisfied with his appearance style.
Why did it not look like hell?
It was not only without chains, but also seemed to be very attractive.
Brother Zhang Fei, who was sober, looked down and found that he was really cool.
He was bare-chested, and in such a naked state, he was in this ancient Greek posture with black paintings on his body.
If he didn't attract the wind, he would do it.
Zhang Fei did not need to worry about his face blushing.
Even if he was as blushing as the second younger brother of Liu Bei, Guan Gong, ordinary people would not be able to tell.
That was because his face was as grey as coal.
His face was even darker than Zhang Yide's, so no matter how red his face was, it was still an internal one.
It was hard to tell.
Not mentioning his face, Zhang Fei cleared his throat and said seriously to the little beggar kneeling on the ground beside him, "What black egg, white egg.
As long as it's an egg, it's valuable.
What are you lying on the ground looking for?
Did I provoke you?
There's no need to be so polite!
It's not good to climb on the ground and be careful of catching a cold." The eight beggars had never heard such words.
They were too scared to speak or move.
Zhang Fei shook his somewhat unaccustomed head and said, "My brain is not working.
I'm a little confused.
Are you calling me just now?
Do you know me?
Who are you?
Are we familiar with each other?" In the face of Zhang Fei's interrogation, several beggars squeaked and didn't know how to answer him.
After a long silence, a little beggar finally raised his head and boldly said, "Aren't you a black egg?
You were injured in your head, so you forget what happened before.
In fact, we have been begging for food together.
You were knocked unconscious, and a clap of thunder in the sky woke you up!" Only then did Zhang Fei realize the headache.
He forced to say, "I really don't remember anything.
What's going on?
Tell me about it." Looking at these beggars in rags, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Fei's mind.
"Could it be that I am resurrecting my soul by the body?
It's so horrible!" Zhang Fei re-examined his body.
Without looking carefully, he found out in modern times that this was not his own body, but a 12-year-old and half-old boy.
Although this little body was more sturdy than the previous scholar's, his small arms and legs were really useless except for the old society that slandered all evils.
Besides, it was fine for him to be reborn as a wealthy man and rich people, but he had been back for a long time and became a little beggar who was begging in the streets and asking for mercy.
If his colleagues and students knew about this, they would laugh their teeth off.
"What should I do?" Zhang Fei secretly wondered.
"I'm not that kind of person who likes to cook!" After thinking for a while, Zhang Fei decided to make a fool of himself first, so that he could let these friends who claimed to be colleagues help him to lead the way.
Then he could find a way to go back to his school to be a teacher and cook.
At least, he could have a meal.
"Alas, even buying a vegetable can lead to such a strange thing." Zhang Feifei felt more and more uncertain.
He prayed that the principal could find his conscience, regardless of misunderstandings, and change his bad habit of judging people by appearance, accepting himself generously.
Zhang Fei had a myriad of thoughts and his mind was in a mess.
But after all, he had made up his mind, so he began to talk nonsense in a nondescript way.
"I was originally a true immortal from the Ninth Heaven, and I fell into the mortal world.
My spirit has been confined up to now.
I don't want to be blessed by misfortune today and break free from the cage.
Fortunately, you seem to abandon me just now, so I have to say something about it." The eight children shook their heads like rattle drums, afraid that the black egg would reverse their old accounts.
Now their status was different.
Those who had bullied the black egg were beating the drum in their hearts.
Zhang Fei didn't remember the old accounts at all.
Seeing that the children were all in awe of him, he suddenly came up and took advantage of everyone's uneasiness to deliberately put on airs.
Once he was mature, he would never stop.
He looked like an old man.
After all, he was not young at all, so he was naturally lifelike.
If he had a goatee, he would have stroked it a few times.
Unfortunately, he was a little kid now and his beard hadn't grown yet.
He had no place to brush it.
Brother Fei could only change the movement of stroking his beard to the back of his hand, shaking his head in an abnormal coquettish way.
"What happened just now?
Can you explain it to me properly?
I'm an Immortal who has cultivated for a thousand years, and I'm quite good at divination.
Unfortunately, my divine power has not fully recovered yet.
You can't conceal anything from me, can you?
If you compare it with me in the future, the consequences will be very serious." Zhang Fei coaxed and tried his best to know the truth of what had happened.
"Two hours ago, when we came back to have a meal, we happened to bump into a ruffian named Zhou.
He wanted to grab our reward, but you refused.
As a result, you were beaten by a slightly older beggar, relying on your courage to answer.
We could only see that the old man was gasping for breath and could not save him, so we carried him out.
As soon as we left the temple, the sky and earth changed color.
Before we could react, a fireball fell from the sky, and the stinger couldn't open his eyes.
We ran away in fright, and a loud thunder shook the sky and the earth.
Then, the ground was smashed into a big pit.
We didn't know what happened!
A little beggar took over the topic and told us the whole story.
He had made some progress.
He just couldn't figure out why it became like this and why it became a black egg.
But no matter what the egg was, at least Brother Fei knew that he might not die.
After one death, Zhang Fei's spiritual self-confidence began to soar again, and the momentum was overwhelming.
Maybe those who had experienced death were all this kind of people!
Brother Fei nodded to the children very flirtatiously, put on a sophisticated foxy face, and went up to support everyone amiably.
"Alas!
No matter who I am, I don't know.
From now on, you can just call me Zhang Fei, Zhao Yuan.
I have been practicing for too long, and I don't even remember how old I am.
You can just call me Brother Fei, but this time I fall into the human world.
Fortunately, we work hard from time to time.
We don't get close to each other, and we are family.
In the future, we will have to work together and take care of each other when we arrive at the market.
Since we are safe with our company, Brother Fei has to start planning a new life.
Hmmm!!!
Brothers, why are you kneeling?
Men have gold beneath their knees, and they have to kneel to the heavens and kneel to their parents.
I'm a fairy, so I just want to give you some advice.
Quickly get up and talk to me, but you're still trying to show off when you get something good from me.
Hearing Zhang Fei's words, these eight girls were happy in their hearts.
This fairy immortal not only did not blame us, but also was quite polite.
It should be easy for them to get along with each other.
If they followed him, it would certainly be much better than begging for food.
Was it really a blessing in disguise this time!
They were so excited that they hurriedly got up from the ground.
Brother, I see that you are wearing patches and so many holes.
It's so fashionable!
Zhang Fei is speechless and full of laughter.
"Is the clothes of the dead all so-called tides?" A small beggar couldn't understand what Zhang Fei said and asked.
Zhang Fei saw that there seemed to be some obstacles in this communication.
It was not as simple as he thought it was just a remote and backward place.
"What year is it this year?" Zhang Fei asked casually.
"I know, I know.
Now it's the time of the Ming Dynasty.
This year is more than 40,years.
...
It seems that in the 48th year, a knowledgeable little beggar rushed to answer." After hearing this, Zhang Fei's head buzzed and he fell into confusion again.

"Why did I go to ancient times and the Ming Dynasty 300,years ago?
My grandfather was not born yet in such a long time." Not to mention the Headmaster.
The plan to return to school as a teacher and a craftsman was ruined.
Was he reborn?
Was he a time-traveler?
Even though he had no lack of history knowledge, Zhang Fei knew that the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty was Zhu Zi, and the last emperor was called Chong Zhen.
It was the time of the Ten Thousand Calendary.
Even Zhu Junjun from the Ming Divine Sect had been in power for forty-eight years.
He estimated that he would die soon, and the two brothers from the Chong Family weren't young anymore.
Next up was Lieutenant Colonel Zhu, the emperor of the Tianqi era.
In the last years of the Ming dynasty, heroes emerged in a great number during a turbulent meeting.
Zhang Fei suddenly sighed with emotion and was full of high spirits.
Once again, he cruelly traveled to the far end of the north and looked to the south to look at the Yellow River, trying to guide the country.
"However, since God has been scolded by Brother Fei for a long time today, he is not in a good mood.
Of course, he won't cooperate with Brother Fei, so he still puts on a sullen face.
This makes our Brother Fei see nothing in the mountains or the rivers, and there is no permanent material to guide him." Of course, it was not entirely Heaven's fault.
Even if it was a sunny day, no river could be seen here.
After all, it was still 30,kilometers away from the Yellow River!
If Zhang Fei was as tall as the standing-up Pangu Immortal, he could also be the ruler of the country.
However, as a civil teacher, Zhang Ayu was not short of sight or hundreds of meters tall, but thick-skinned enough.
Thus, the ambitious young man, Zhang Fei, was excited and full of heroic spirit.
He began to groan like an innocuous man,Emperor of the past, the sun was on the thin side of the west mountain, the luck of the Celestial Dynasty, and his breath was dying.
Although these four sentences were not bet on rhymes, it was also an impassioned sentence, which slightly made up for the regret that Brother Fei could not give advice to the country.
The eight beggars didn't understand the great injustice of fate, but they knew it wasn't a good word for them.
It seemed that there would be disasters in the world, and only deities and immortals would say that.
They were all shocked.
"Brother Immortal, you are so good at calculation.
If the world is in trouble, you can't just stand by and do nothing.
For the sake of knowing each other, you should save us from the sea of bitterness first, right?" The little beggars begged one after another.
"That's easy, that's easy.
Although I'm weak, we're brothers, how can I only care about myself?
How about this, you guys are so obedient, you can be my protectors in the future, and I'll take care of everyone's food and drink.
Although it's a bit difficult for the time being, I guarantee that as long as there's food for me, we'll eat it.
What do you think?" Zhang Fei laughed and said earnestly.
The eight beggars were very happy to hear that the immortal was taking them as guardians and even taking care of their meals.
They immediately bowed like adults and said, "We'll abide by the decree.
We're willing to be protectors for the brother of the deity.
Everything will be up to the flying immortal's orders." Seeing that the children were so easy to fool, Zhang Fei hurriedly stroke while the iron was hot.
Since our brothers have become Protectors, we should have our names.
My surname is Zhang, and our family members will follow the surname of our own.
Then I will give you names according to the time.
In this way, even if we communicate with each other, we will have brotherly friendship.
Zhang Fei paused slightly and pretended to be calm.
I saw that the four of you had big bodies, which represented Dongxie, Xi Du, Nan Du, and Northern Yuan.
They were responsible for killing the devils; the four of you had dexterous bodies, which represented spring thunder, summer rain, autumn wind, and winter snow.
You were responsible for collecting the four-time ghost monsters.
"Your Eight Protectors are the Eight King Kongs.
As long as you protect me, you will bring good luck.
Not only can you save yourself, but also others.
All of you must remember that Zhang Fei has put on airs as an immortal and taught his own disciples well." Nuo, he would never forget that the eight beggars bowed to him to show their respect.
In a serious atmosphere, Zhang Fei accepted the eight immortals as soon as he appeared.
He felt that he was like Old Lord Taishang.
Although they were all children, they had more people and more strength.
With the help of these eight people, Zhang Fei finally found a sense of security in this strange world.
Zhang Daxian was very happy to see everyone respect him so much.
What's wrong with the ancient superstition?
Brother Fei is getting more and more convinced.
It's good to be superstitious.
As the saying goes, there are three good gangs.
Now there are eight helpers.
Brother Fei thought in his heart, "My eight helpers should be able to form a powerful family.
In the future, when they are surrounded by many people, I don't know whether the cost is high or not, but it will definitely be very powerful." Zhang Dong, the Eight Protectors of Brother Feixian, was the most powerful.
He was able to become a beggar, so he must be extraodinary.
He was the product of the survival of the fittest.
Zhang Xihua spoke at least with a gloomy face as if everyone owed him a penny.
He and Dongxie were both ruthless characters, just like him.
Brother Zhang Nan was the most handsome and the smartest man among them.
He was a smart man who liked to deceive the dead.
Zhang Bei was a calculating man.
Although he was not capable, he was loyal to people and had the best popularity.
Through some observation, Zhang Fei gradually woke up some remaining consciousness in the original body, and increasingly felt that his name was very appropriate.
Now the eight kids were living a life of hunger and a full meal.
They were in the low ebb period of their lives.
As the old saying went, "If there is a mother, there is a mother; if there is a meal, there is a father." Except for the problem of eating, everything else was not a problem.
Now as soon as they appeared, Zhang Fei relied on the halo of immortals and established his own status of child king.
He had completed the first step of entering the human world.
Zhang Fei saw that these lovely guys had no objection to him, so he was convinced.
At last, he was relieved.
Ever since he found out about his transmigration, he had been worried that he would be left alone in this strange era.
It would be difficult for him, who was unfamiliar with the place and people, to survive even if he had some supernatural skills.
But now, although he had played some tricks to pretend to be innocent, he finally mastered the leadership rights of this small group and was no longer lonely.
Although there were only eight people, it was better than nothing.
As the old saying goes, if brothers work together, it would end up with a clean slate.
Today's new beginning of life was a good start, and the good start was half success.
This was called the time-travel.
Zhang Fei was in a good mood!
After opening the door, Zhang Fei spent a lot of effort and finally put on a cloth shirt and hemp rope.
He ended his half-immortal life with a rod.
There was nothing he could do.
It was his first time here.
His legs were weak and he couldn't stand steadily since he woke up.
He had to pretend to be mature!
Half an hour had gone by.
During this time, the kind of mental tension that Brother Fei felt all over the world gradually calmed down, and his heartbeat and pulse also gradually returned to normal.
Zhang Fei finally got used to this new and young body.
Through a detailed interrogation of eight innocent guardians and some remaining memory fragments in his mind, Zhang Fei finally understood something about Black Egg's short life in this alien world.
It turned out that Black Egg was also a poor kid, just like his name.
Zhang Fei took a look at his appearance, and it was indeed a waste of time.
It was also a well-deserved reputation.
It was said that Black Egg had fled from a group of refugees from the north to the vassal town of He Zhong County.
This refugee might have escaped from Shanxi or from Hebei or somewhere else.
Relying on his own memory and the basket of unrecognizable words, it was difficult to check his hometown.
In short, it was confirmed that Black Egg came from the north.
The other small ones also had the same situation.
They all wandered from the outside to here with the refugees.
The other refugees lingered here for a while before they begged for food.
The few of them could not walk a single step and stayed in this town.
They knew each other and knew each other well.
In the face of cruel reality, they supported each other and guarded each other.
They vividly played out what was the world's choice and what it meant to be each other's life.
More than ten people rested in the rundown temple.
They made a living by begging, struggling to survive.
Some said that they were begging, but in reality, they stole when they couldn't.
They robbed when they couldn't steal, and they got beaten all day.
After starving for a while, there were only nine of them left.
Miraculously, they had been in the town for a few months, fully showing the strong vitality of human beings.
On the day of the accident, Li Daxian, who was in the town, took a concubine and the mansion was decorated with lanterns and colored banners.
Black Egg and the others were so mischievous that they went to the mansion to ask for reward as soon as possible.
They were lucky.
Li Daxian was in a good mood today and asked his subordinate to take two large plates of money to reward those who courted death.
Black Egg and other fellows united together and squeezed and squeezed, and finally earned 10,million yuan.
The nine brothers were overjoyed and gathered together in a corner of the broken temple, fighting for money.
They were so happy that they couldn't find anything to eat, imagining to buy some delicious food later.
Unexpectedly, these children were so happy that Zhou Liu, the ruffians in the town, caught sight of them.
This boy was not a good person.
He usually did something that needed to be paid for, and even the children were unwilling to let go of him.
So he came to grab money with a false smile and showed a sharp dagger in his waist.
The other few little beggars saw the situation and handed in the money obediently, but they had to hide if they couldn't afford it.
They stood aside and watched Qian Xing, sighing.
I am also the survival law of the weak.
However, the Black Egg didn't believe in heresy and tried to fight back, which led to a great disaster.