Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

In late July 1951, the summer heat in Beiping (Beijing) was like a sauna.

It's unbearable, even with all the windows open.

The wind blowing in didn't feel cool at all.

No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, a three-courtyard house

In the main room of the central courtyard, a chubby boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old slowly opened his eyes.

Everything went dark, and my head throbbed with pain. It took a long time for me to recover.

The room was completely dark; nothing could be seen clearly.

The boy habitually reached for his phone next to his pillow.

But no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find it.

He hurriedly got up and reached for the touch switch on the energy-saving lamp on the bedside table.

But I still came up empty-handed.

The boy stood there, stunned, thinking to himself, "I have 365 days a year..."

I never turn off the energy-saving light when I go to sleep at night; I always sleep with the light on.

What's going on? She slowly closed her eyes.

Prepare to open your eyes again to alleviate the darkness and improve your vision.

Just as I was about to open my eyes again, another sharp pain assaulted my brain.

The boy collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window onto the boy.

The boy slowly opened his eyes, and scenes replayed in his mind like a movie.

It turns out that in 2024, a middle-aged man's soul transmigrated into the body of a 16-year-old boy named Shazhu.

The original owner, Qiao Pixiu, was 40 years old online.

I'm still unmarried and have been staying at home for four years without working. At home, I'd rather lie down than sit up.

I eat only one meal a day but I'm getting fatter and fatter, and I buy all my daily necessities online.

If it weren't for needing to go downstairs to pick up online shopping items and take out some kitchen waste,

There's probably no need for me to leave the house.

I can learn some cooking skills by watching online live streams at home and satisfy my cravings.

Read novels, especially post-apocalyptic ones, to get a feel for the evil in human nature.

Qin Man's novels, yes, the same ones as Sha Zhu's novels, explore the complex and unpredictable nature of the human heart.

I just feel that these days are quite pleasant.

Who would have thought that his soul would be transmigrated into the body of a fool like Zhu, and that he would be staying at home for no apparent reason?

I slept in and ended up in this world? That's ridiculous!

Think about all the birds that have filled the courtyard house.

There's an old deaf woman who pretends to be deaf and mute and has a special fondness for Sha Zhu. I don't know if it's true love or just because she wants to eat something nice.

Yi Zhonghai, an old man from the Moral Heaven Sect who schemes everything for his old age.

Liu Haizhong, the second uncle who loved to beat children and was obsessed with becoming an official at all costs.

Uncle Yan Bugui, the third son of a man, would always open the lid of a manure cart to smell it whenever it passed by.

A life motto: You won't go poor from eating or dressing, but you will go poor if you don't plan ahead.

There was Jia Zhangshi, the spirit medium who threw a tantrum, claiming she was poor and therefore justified.

There's Qin Huairu, a seemingly innocent but ultimately selfless woman who is willing to sacrifice everything for her child.

Jia Banggeng, the incredibly ungrateful child from the Jia family, is a child destined for greatness.

There's a guy with a bad temper, a college graduate who loves to steal kills and provoke the silly guy, Xu Damao, who's the first-blood brother.

There's Lou Xiao'e, the naive and innocent heiress of a capitalist family.

He Yushui, the younger sister of Shazhu, gradually becomes corrupted due to her family environment.

And then there are the bystanders who like to mind their own business.

Is this still a society that was founded less than two years ago, where the people are passionate about making sacrifices?

How come all sorts of oddballs have gathered together?

Sha Zhu felt a headache coming on, and then he thought about all sorts of dark fantasy novels.

Some were enemy agents, some confronted them head-on, some kept a low profile, some were bystanders, and some framed them.

There are even those who cannot be killed by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, those with a system by their side, those with superb martial arts skills, and those who go to the battlefield to kill enemies.

Good heavens, how am I supposed to live like this? A chill ran down my spine.

Just as I was feeling uneasy, a black oval bead appeared in my mind.

The black color of a flare.

Isn't this the black stone that's always been with me in the 21st century?

Could my time travel be related to it?

I recall the various spatial magical treasures of the primordial world, such as the Chaos Pearl, a supreme treasure of chaos, and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, a top-grade spiritual treasure.

My requirements aren't high; even a low-grade spiritual treasure would be good.

He then focused his energy, channeling a surge of mental power into the stone bead.

My body felt light, and I found myself in a separate space.

Looking out, there is a vast expanse of black earth, with mountains looming in the distance.

The water shimmered in the distance, as if mountain streams were slowly flowing from between the mountains into the lake below.

There was an ancient well five meters away from where I was standing.

The water in the well seemed to shimmer with the light of the sun, moon, and stars, flowing, turning, and shifting in harmony, a truly beautiful sight. Could this be the Divine Water of the Three Lights?

A surge of excitement welled up inside me. Even a single drop could save a celestial being.

Could it be that the Jade Disc of Creation from the primordial world will also appear?

They immediately set to work, exploring the entire space until they were breathless and found nothing else.

Even if the well water is excellent, I wouldn't dare drink it without fully understanding its properties; after all, we're just ordinary mortals.

Without the means to cultivate immortality, if the energy simply bursts your body, you'll die.

No, that's not right. If this divine water really is for repairing the body, it shouldn't burst.

Let's ignore him for now and just find an animal to study later.

There are no plants or animals in this space; I can only wait for myself to fill it in slowly.

Let's further examine the effects of our own thoughts.

He then focused his mind and extended his thoughts, revealing every detail within the entire space.

With my eyes closed, it felt as if the scenery within the space appeared in my mind.

With a thought, the clod of earth on the ground was moved, and the clod slowly floated up.

With another movement, it appeared in his hand.

With another thought, the clod of earth vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Upon further reflection, the thought touched a certain area, and space became restricted.

It's as if the air has stopped circulating, and time has stopped flowing. I am the god of this space.

Just as I was engrossed in my research, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

With a thought, his body flashed and he appeared outside the space.

"Knock knock knock" "Brother" "Knock knock knock"

"Hey, you're here!" Young Shazhu quickened his pace and opened the door.

A little girl of six or seven years old came into view. She had an innocent and rosy face that was very pretty, like a porcelain doll. I wanted to pinch her cheeks. She had a small braid sticking up on her head and wore a half-new coarse cloth outfit, but it was clean and without patches.

This little girl is He Yushui, Shazhu's younger sister.

However, the young idiot Zhu's clothes had several large patches on the cuffs and hem.

Upon closer inspection, there was also a faint smell of cooking oil, which created a stark contrast.

"Brother," Xiaoyu asked innocently, "Aren't you going to learn to cook today? How about you play with me?"

"Oh dear, you overslept. Rain, stay home by yourself for a while. Dad will be back soon."

Images from my memory flashed through my mind.

He learned culinary skills from Wang Yijun, his father He Daqing's senior apprentice, in the kitchen of Fengzeyuan.

I had a day off yesterday, Sunday, and spent the day at home.

They usually rest in the Fengzeyuan staff dormitory and don't go home at night.

Just as she stepped out, she ran into her predecessor's father, He Daqing, who was returning home. Without paying attention to He Daqing's anger, she quickly ran outside.

"Dad, I'm in a hurry, I have to go now."

"That brat!" He Daqing's cursing voice echoed from afar.

Having just transmigrated, his words and actions were completely different from those of Sha Zhu.

If your closest family member notices something is wrong, it will be difficult to handle.

It's better to emulate the image of Silly Zhu; keeping a low profile is always beneficial.