Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Both groups of fighting stopped.

Zhao Wuji's poisonous wound broke out, and he was killed and shattered in the air while fighting with three top powerhouses.

The two old men and the woman were also killed by countless people from the martial arts world.

But when the two groups were cleaning up the battlefield, they roared at the same time, "Where's the treasure?"

The swordsman gritted his teeth and shouted, "Who is this? This person is not Jiang Wanqing!"

The warrior from the Demon-Rejecting City, with a sinister face and brightly colored nails, had lost a hand in the earth-shattering battle. He clutched his bloody wound and said viciously, "The Shura Ring can't be broken. It must have been lost in battle. Kill everyone within a hundred meters and search!"

As a result, the two groups carried out large-scale killings to vent their anger.

Suddenly, the swordsman woke up and asked, "Could it be that pale-faced scholar?"

He hurriedly said to his followers, "Quick, notify the city lord and seal off the entire city!"

At this time, Lu Bei and the white-faced scholar had already taken the opportunity to run out of the city.

As soon as we arrived at Lubei's impoverished home, the pale-faced scholar suddenly said seriously, "Hurry up and pack your things and follow me!"

"Ah? Why?" Lu Bei was stunned.

"If you don't leave, you will surely die!" the pale-faced scholar glared angrily.

Lu Bei stared at the delicate face of the pale-faced scholar earnestly, slightly surprised by his clear and beautiful eyes, and then asked calmly, "Who are you?"

The pale-faced scholar's face was gloomy. "Don't ask, or you'll die!"

He snorted coldly, "Anyway, if you flee with me, you'll have a companion on the road. If you refuse to leave, I'll kill you now to prevent you from informing on me."

After he finished speaking, an extremely sharp dagger appeared in the hand of the pale-faced scholar.

The cold light is penetrating.

Lu Bei's face trembled, and he immediately smiled and said, "Then let's go. There's nothing good to stay in this broken house."

The pale-faced scholar's expression softened as he asked, "Are you really not going to pack up? If you leave this time, you won't be able to come back."

Lu Bei suddenly nodded, "It's time to clean up. I still have some copper coins at home."

After saying that, Lu Bei turned around and went to pack his belongings.

The pale-faced scholar thought of something and frowned as he said, "Please help me find some inconspicuous clothes."

Lu Bei was stunned for a moment, "Okay, the ones in my house are not conspicuous."

The pale-faced scholar reminded him again, "By the way, you should change your clothes too."

"Oh," Lu Bei was packing his things and quietly hid a kitchen knife on his body while the white-faced scholar was not paying attention.

After a moment, he turned around and threw out a set of clean clothes. "You change in the main room. I'll go inside and clean up."

The pale-faced scholar caught the clothes and urged, "Hurry up."

"I know," Lu Bei replied unhappily.

He secretly felt that he was really unlucky today. He was inexplicably encountered in a fierce fight, and inexplicably seemed to be involved in a fight in the martial arts world.

This strange scholar told me that if I didn't leave, I would die here.

He seemed to be forced to leave suddenly, but he didn't dare to try the consequences of staying.

The scene of those gangsters in the inn killing people without blinking an eye is still vivid in my mind.

Although he was not satisfied with his identity after traveling through time, he had never thought about reincarnating and starting over with a new identity.

Just survive for now.

He suddenly smiled and patted his bulging chest, "Besides, we robbed a lot of money today."

Lu Bei smiled and went into the inner room.

Then he first glanced around the room, walked to the bed and took out some silver and copper coins placed under the wooden pillow. This was the wages he had saved for more than a year, and there was not much in total. It was really that Zhou Paopi had deducted too much from him.

He quickly took off his waiter's uniform and put on his own coarse cloth clothes.

Then he piled up the silver bills and small silver coins he had robbed today and counted them. The total amount was one hundred and twenty taels, three qian and five wen.

Before I could even rejoice at this windfall.

Suddenly, he uttered a soft "Hey, what is this?"

He took out an antique white jade ring sandwiched between the silver notes and looked at it curiously.

"Could this be real jade?" he said to himself doubtfully.

"Could it be that someone fell into my arms during the brawl between those guys at the inn?"

He frowned and said with disdain, "It doesn't look like a good jade. I guess it's not worth much. I'll just wear it for fun."

After saying that, he put the ring on his ring finger.

Just right.

Then he thought about it, turned around and left the room with his package on his back, and went to his uncle and aunt's house next door which had been empty for a long time.

Lu Bei stood in his uncle and aunt's house, looking at the simple furnishings in the house, silent, as if saying goodbye.

After standing still for a moment, he prepared to get up and leave.

At this moment, he stopped again.

He turned around and took a quick glance, and suddenly found that under his uncle and aunt's wooden bed, one of the legs was padded by something.

I had never noticed it before because I had never seen it from this angle at the door.

He let out a light exclamation, walked forward, then easily lifted the wooden bed and took out the book-like object.

Take a closer look.

"Sword Sutra!"

Lu Bei was stunned. "Aren't uncle and aunt ordinary people? How come there is a sword manual at home?"

"There's no name for this sword scripture either, just two words: Sword Scripture."

He suddenly remembered two years ago, a few days after his soul came to this world.

At that time, my uncle had passed away and my aunt was bedridden and terminally ill.

That day, as they were leaving, his aunt held his hand and weakly warned him, "Xiaobei, I'm leaving. But I want you to promise me that you will never learn martial arts or practice swordsmanship in the future. Just be an ordinary person."

Although Lu Bei came from another world, it is equivalent to the fusion of soul and emotion with the Lu Bei of this world.

The uncle and aunt in his memory raised him, and their love for him was as heavy as a mountain. This sincere feeling was also transferred to the present Lu Bei, so he felt extremely sad and reluctant to let go of his aunt's impending departure.

But after being suddenly reminded like this, he couldn't help but look puzzled and asked, "Why, Auntie?"

Seeing Lu Bei's puzzled expression, Auntie immediately said anxiously, "Don't ask why. Promise me that you won't learn martial arts or practice sword fighting!"

"Don't get in touch with those cultivators of immortality or martial arts. Just be an ordinary person. That way you can live longer, do you understand?" said my aunt, coughing violently.

At that time, in order not to make his aunt angry and die with regret, Lu Bei had no choice but to agree on the spot.

Now, seeing this sword manual again, Lu Bei wondered to himself, "Could it be that my uncle and aunt were once people in the martial arts world and had some enemies? Are they worried that after I practice swordsmanship, I'll be recognized and killed?"

Lu Bei nodded bitterly, "It seems so, I am indeed a miserable person."

He lowered his head and frowned as he looked at the sword manual. He resisted the urge to open it and read it. He said firmly to himself, "Aunt, I promise you, I will never practice sword."

So he patted the dusty book and stuffed it back into his clothes.

He smiled bitterly and said to himself, "Since it's my uncle and aunt's legacy, I'll take it with me as a keepsake. This way I can tell myself that I wasn't an orphan the moment I came into this world. At least I still had a brief moment of family affection."

"But I'll be alone from now on." Lu Bei smiled and shook his head.

"Dong dong."

"Are you ready?" The pale-faced scholar changed into a neat and ordinary set of clothes and knocked on the door to urge.

Lu Bei looked over and saw that the boy was still so handsome even after changing into simple clothes, with fair skin and rosy temperament. He couldn't help but complain in his heart, "Why do you look so effeminate?"

"What's with that expression on your face?" the pale-faced scholar frowned.

Lu Bei walked out of the house carrying the package and said lightly, "It's nothing, it's just that you are still too conspicuous like this."

The pale-faced scholar was surprised. "Then what should I do?"

Lu Bei smiled slightly, "I have a way."