"Little brother, can you change your seats with you..."

When Yan Liqiang opened his eyes, he found himself sitting on a boat. A woman was holding a baby still in her cradle. She turned around from the seat in front and looked at him with a hint of request. The woman seemed to have slapped his shoulder twice. It was these two strokes that awakened Yan Liqiang from her sleep.

The passenger ship was on the river. The water vapor on the river was hazy and it was raining. The raindrops hit the shed on the rooftop of the boat, crackling like fried beans. The woman was sitting in front of Yan Liqiang, beside the window, but the latch of the window was broken, and the window could only be half closed. Because it was raining outside, the slanting wind and drizzle on the river were mixed with a hint of cold air blew in from the gap in the window and landed on the face of the baby in the swaddling clothes.

Is this ship, this scene, this woman dreaming?

Yan Liqiang was in a daze for a moment.

"Wow...wow...wow..." The baby in the cradle that the woman was holding started crying loudly. The woman quickly shook and coaxed her, looking at Yan Liqiang in embarrassment, "Little brother, look, I'm leaking here, the child is young..."

"It's okay, it's okay, sister, let's change seats..." Yan Liqiang said, while standing up, he quietly pinched his thighs and it hurts to change his heart.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much..." The woman in front stood up with a grateful look on her face and changed into a seat with Yan Liqiang who was holding her luggage.

The cold wind and raindrops at the window flew to Yan Liqiang's face. This feeling made Yan Liqiang unforgettable for his life. Yan Liqiang's face instantly turned red. He clenched his fists tightly and turned his head, "Sister, I just slept for a night and was a little confused. What month is it today?"

"Today is August 27, the 12th year of Yuanping!" A time emerged from the woman's mouth.

That's right, today...

Yan Liqiang's head buzzed, and he quietly swallowed his saliva, took his cortical bag over, placed it on his legs, and pressed against the window. The wind and rain that flew in from the window immediately decreased a lot, but his thoughts began to turn over.

What's going on? What's going on?

Yan Liqiang calmed down for a moment, recalling the scene that had just happened, he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and flew into a light curtain. Inside the light curtain, it was like a bottomless tunnel. Stars flowed like light on both sides of the tunnel. Before he could react, countless smaller light curtains like meteors appeared in front of him and flew around him. In the smaller light curtains, there were light and shadows like frozen photos. The light and shadow were all the fragments of his previous life.

A light curtain flew in front of him, and he found that the moment in the light curtain was his father He said goodbye, and then he took the boat to Huzhou City for the first time. Without thinking too much, he plunged into the light curtain, and then he felt like he was riding a roller coaster and fell from the highest point...

...

Unexpectedly, after a while, I was woken up and was really on that ship!

Did you go back to the past and back to Ganzhou before something happened to you?

This answer seems incredible, but looking at the people on this boat and the river outside, the real thing in front of him was silently telling Yan Liqiang that the answer was true, and he did go back to the past...

If all this in front of you is true, then what about the other self in the Sword God Sect before, what about now?

Yan Liqiang's heart was in a mess. He closed his eyes and focused his consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness. After a long time, he found that his sea of ​​consciousness was dark and he could not feel anything.

Yan Liqiang thought a little and understood the reason. Although his consciousness and spirit body had traveled through the past, this body had not changed at all compared to the previous one. It was still the body before. It had not yet advanced to the samurai, so he could not feel the mysterious stone in the sea of ​​consciousness. According to previous experience, unless he died or advanced to the samurai, he could feel the mysterious thing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

If it were before, Yan Liqiang had no confidence in how long he would be able to advance to a samurai. Everything was unknown. At this moment, Yan Liqiang knew that the realm of a samurai was completely within reach for him. As long as he persisted in practicing the Yijin and Marrow Cleansing Sutra, he would be able to pass two levels in a row and easily advance to a samurai.

Yan Dechang's face flashed through Yan Liqiang's mind. Yan Liqiang's heart suddenly became excited. Two tears fell silently from his closed eyes. His fists were tightly pinched, and he secretly swears in his heart that this time, no matter what, he would not let the last tragedy happen again...

...

Sitting on the passenger ship, Yan Liqiang had a surging thoughts and agitation. He waited until the evening when the passenger ship arrived at Xijiang Wharf, and Yan Liqiang returned to his peace.

"Everyone got off the boat, got off the boat, see if you have all your things to bring, don't fall on the boat..." The boatman shouted outside. Yan Liqiang got off the boat with everyone. The husband of the woman who gave up his seat was coming to pick up the people at the dock, and nothing changed.

With the politeness and persistence of the woman's husband, Yan Liqiang took the oil-paper umbrella with a warm smell and watched the family of three disappear in front of him.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, Yan Liqiang took a deep breath, looked at the tall city tower of the north gate of Pingxi City, squatting like a giant beast more than a thousand meters away, and a few thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and then he quickly ran towards the north gate of Pingxi City.

When he arrived outside the north gate of Pingxi City, the rain had become much less. Yan Liqiang saw an eight or nine-year-old child who had taken off his clothes and was not afraid of the drizzle and fished by the river outside the city with a small fishing rod. He took out a small handful of copper coins from his arms and walked over.

"Little brother, do you want to make money?" Yan Liqiang said, weighing the copper coins in his hand rustling.

The little boy's eyes suddenly stared at the copper coins on Yan Liqiang's hand and swallowed a mouthful, but his eyes were still a little alert, "What do you want me to do? I'll say good first, I won't do bad things!"

"It's not a bad thing, but I have a friend coming here later. Just bring me a word for him!"

"It's that simple?"

"Well, it's that simple. You'll wink at my later..."

After looking at the copper coins rustling on Yan Liqiang's hands again, the little boy nodded immediately.

...

Just seven or eight minutes later, a Chinese young man in his twenties walked over a small path to the left of the city gate. When he was still a hundred meters away from the city gate, he was seen by Yan Liqiang. Seeing the Chinese young man appear, Yan Liqiang immediately gave the little boy a wink, and the little boy immediately ran towards the Chinese young man.

"May I ask, is your name Lin Hua?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, "I am, what's wrong with you?"

"You have a friend who asked you to wait for him at Sankong Bridge for a while. He has something to give you..." The little boy pointed to a small bridge more than 200 meters away and said to the young man with a serious look on his face.

"Who asked me to wait for him there!"

"I don't know this. That person said it was your friend, and said you would know who he was as soon as you met, and said you would give you a big surprise!"

"Okay, thank you!"

The little boy ran away in a blink of an eye.

The young man named Lin Hua looked at the Sankong Bridge not far away, thought for a while, then turned around and walked towards the Sankong Bridge. Anyway, the place was not far away, and he was still full of curiosity. The names of his friends flashed through his head. I don’t know who wanted to give himself a big surprise at Sankong Bridge.

Just after the young man named Lin Hua walked towards Sankong Bridge for a moment, a team of Shatu people, composed of dozens of camels and more than ten rhinoceros dragon horses appeared. Just as the complex eyes of the crowd at the city gate, the Shatu people's caravan passed through the city gate with a proud look and entered the city...

Although it was a distance of several hundred meters, the young man named Lin Hua, who was standing on the Wuli Bridge, also saw the Shatu people's caravan and spat at the Shatu people's caravan with some angrily.

"Pooh……"

No accident or conflict occurred, and the caravan of Shatu people entered the city like this.

Yan Liqiang was under a willow tree by the river not far from the city gate. With a cold look without any warmth, he squinted his eyes as the Shatu people entered the city.
Chapter completed!