After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Walk all the way to Xiao Liu's home.

An old house is surrounded by a dilapidated courtyard wall, and no lights can be seen in the dark windows.

Xiao Liu walked faster and faster. It was obvious that the familiar terrain made her walk more easily.

Before entering the yard, I heard the old man's dry cry from the house.

"Liu... Is Xiao Liu back?"

"Hey!" Xiao Liu quickly quickened his pace, used a piece of straw as a walking stick, and entered the house.

Ni Yangzhou stood at the door and had no intention of following in.

However, Xiao Liu turned around before entering the house and looked towards the Taoist priest as if he had something to say.

"elder brother……"

There was a whistling sound of wind blowing through the yard, and the tall and graceful person had long disappeared.

"Liu? Who is it? Is anyone here?"

Xiao Liu bit her lip and listened quietly to make sure that the person was gone.

I had no choice but to turn around, grope my way into the house, and respond, "Grandpa, it's me."

"nothing."

Since he had already left, the child didn't need to make up a lie to his grandfather about what happened during the day so as not to worry the old man. He just took out some bean cakes from his arms.

"Let's eat, Grandpa. Business is good today."

The old man's lower body was slumped on the bed, his eyes were blurry, it was late at night and the light was insufficient, he fumbled to take the cake, smelled the fragrance, and then said:

"Why buy such expensive things? Some wormwood leaves will be enough."

Xiao Liu did not refute, but just handed the bean cake forward again.

"Grandpa, eat quickly."

The old man pinched the cake and asked, "Have you eaten it?"

Xiao Liu: "I have eaten. I had soup noodles. The uncle gave me a good deal and also gave me a full bowl of soup."

The old man didn't quite believe it, so he reached out and touched the child's belly. Xiao Liu leaned forward, making his belly look bigger.

Grandpa couldn't figure it out, he just thought he must be full, so he smiled, stuffed the bean cake into his mouth and slowly ground it, revealing a few teeth: "That's good."

The little child went to the yard to scoop water, grabbed the wormwood leaves by the side of the jar and stuffed them into his mouth.

The restless stomach finally calmed down a little.

Xiao Liu took a ladle made of half a gourd and took a few sips.

In the dark night, the old man's intermittent coughing could be heard.

Xiao Liu wiped his mouth and hurried back to the house, but on the threshold, he almost tripped over the purse at the door.

The purse that was accidentally kicked made a rustling sound, and the child lowered his head and touched the heavy purse.

The small figure squatted in the night wind for a long time.

Grandpa’s medicine has been found.

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Ni Yangzhou was walking on the deserted road. The effect of the Fengxing Pill was still there, and he was walking faster than if he had rented a horse.

Horses don’t get tired easily.

Not only did Ni Yangzhou feel tired after walking too much, but his legs also hurt.

Panting, Ni Yangzhou stopped under a tree by the roadside.

I began to ponder.

Tanghulu must be from the Song Dynasty at least. In my memory, the official system of the court was close to the three-province and six-bureau system of the Tang Dynasty, but the positions of female officials were different from the six bureaus of the Tang Dynasty.

Like a big pot of stew.

Ni Yangzhou, who was lost in thought, looked around and saw that there was really no place to rest, so he had to find a sturdy tree and lie down between its branches.

After a light sleep that night, when the sky was getting light, Ni Yangzhou set out on his journey again.

This time at dawn, Ni Yangzhou deliberately slowed down his pace and picked some low-level herbs in the forest based on his intuition. When passing by a small town, he exchanged some money and bought a horse and a sedan chair.

The farther away from the capital, the less prosperous the villages and towns were. The horses bought in the small towns were also very ordinary. In order to prevent their tails from swinging around, they were knotted and hung behind the back. Ni Yangzhou was itching to do it, so he tied a bow on the horse with a red rope.

The old horse pulls the cart and people sit inside the cart.

I could finally sit comfortably in the carriage for a while.

Ni Yangzhou calculated the distance and the time was just right.

"Third brother."

The young Taoist priest's fingers were stroking the wooden kitten, and he was bored, poking the horse's butt with a whip from time to time.

Lao Ma had a good temper and knew the way. He ignored the people behind him and just walked steadily.

"Third brother, how is my progress?"

103 replied very quickly.

【1%. 】

In fact, Ni Yangzhou also knew that there would be no progress. He had just been walking all day and was just a little bored, so he wanted to find someone to talk to.

In the previous world, there were classmates and... Meng Ting. We talked and chatted every day and there was rarely any quiet moment.

Now I am walking alone in a strange world, and the belated feeling of loneliness is slowly emerging.

"Ugh."

103 sensed the host's depression and took the initiative to comfort him:

[The speed of task progress does not represent everything. Every bit of accumulation may have a profound impact on the final outcome. ]

Ni Yangzhou wasn't actually worried about this, but he still answered to save face:

"Butterfly wings, right? I understand, but the princes in this world are very young. I won't have to wait for several years, right?"

The system did not continue to talk about this world, but only mentioned:

[There is a fairy tale novel written by a host. He practiced in the small world for 2,300 years before finally completing the mission.]

……

"Thank you, I don't think I was comforted."

Two thousand three hundred years, such a long time, will that person still stick to his original idea?

Ni Yangzhou stared at the loess road in front of him in a daze.

"Princes..."

Ni Yangzhou originally wanted to ask 103 about the necessary conditions for completing the main mission.

[Find the destined true dragon emperor.]

Do you just fill in your name on the horizontal line after finding it, or do you have to truly support the "Son of Heaven" and make him sit firmly on the throne to be considered successful?

Halfway through his words, Ni Yangzhou suddenly realized that there was a problem with his subject setting.

Who says that only princes can be emperors?

In such an old-fashioned novel about a dragon who dominates the world, who can be sure that the general, the common people, the beggar, and the monk are not the protagonists?

What's more, in this world, the characters are obviously above average, so which one doesn't look like the protagonist?

He was willing to be killed and dared to pull the emperor off his horse.

Thinking of this, Ni Yangzhou sighed sadly:

"This Dajing Dynasty is really full of talented people."