Chapter 3: Combining two into one, abiding by the original intention ()

When Huiming woke up, he found himself in a small bedroom, lying on his back on the bed with a comfortable mat under him.

The decorations in the room were very messy, and various items were placed in messy manner, and strange words appeared on these items.

If Huiming had been in a coma, she would have thought everything was so novel, but now she could not, because she found the memory of the owner of this body.

This is a wandering Chinese in Morocco, Africa, named Don Jack Lee.

Yes, this is a wandering Chinese. The reason why I say this is because Tang Jack's parents came here smuggled, but they died ten years ago for some unknown reasons, while Tang Jack has been living alone.

Three years ago, Tang Jack met Li Xue who begged on the street for a living.

Being both of them are in the world and Li Xue is also cute, Tang Jack claimed to the public that this is his sister. Li Xue is not old, she is only 15 years old this year, and Tang Jack is only 19 years old.

The two depend on each other and live together.

In Morocco, as a wandering Chinese, like many Moroccan workers, people living in slums work very hard, and hard work will not bring much income. This is mainly because the gap between the rich and the poor in Morocco is too large.

In most parts of Morocco, it is very chaotic, especially in the lower slums. The admixture of various forces has made the slums a shady place and a gathering place for riots, but this also attracted all kinds of people to look for wealth here.

Don Jack is unwilling to be a poor man.

However, as a poor man who has not received higher education at the bottom, he can imagine ways to make a living. So Tang Jack chose the path of football. The reason why he worked so hard was to fulfill his dream, and the second was to earn some money for Li Xue to go to school.

Tang Jack's football skills are also pretty good. In some black market betting games, he is often hired by some bosses, and every victory can bring considerable income to his brother and sister.

But every time he plays football, he often means being injured, and his body is covered with scars of all sizes.

Fortunately, it was smooth and smooth before, which made Don Jackson make a small name in the slums in the northern city of Marrakech. But Morocco is not a football kingdom, and it is useless to be famous here. The limited teams do not look down on wild players like Don Jackson.

He can only stay in the betting market.

Li Xue had told him that something would happen sooner or later if this continued.

But in Morocco, schools are places that wealthy people can enjoy. In order to support Li Xue's study, Tang Jack could only participate in black market betting games again and again. This time, he could not escape. Tang Jack just helped the team score a goal when he was besieged by the opponent's team.

If Huiming hadn't occupied this body, he would have been buried in peace.

At the black market betting game in the slums in the northern town of Marrakech, it is really nothing to die, especially Don Jack is a black man. He does not have Moroccan nationality at all and is not considered a Moroccan citizen at all. Even if he dies, no one will pursue it.

What a terrible country!

But Huiming didn't feel anything. In the past, killing talents was really nothing. Compared with the bloody era in which he lived, Morocco and the slums in the northern city of Marrakech can be called paradise.

There is still law here, with moral and fear constraints, isn’t it?

"Amito Buddha, Lingshan is just like this! What a wonderful era!"

Searching the memory fragments in Tang Jack's mind before, Huiming sighed like this, but now this world seems to have nothing to do with Lingshan?

Why is this?

So, in this era, are there many people in the Central Plains like me?

In Tang Jack's memory, I only know that in the distant East, there are many people from the Central Plains living in the distant East. However, Tang Jack himself has been wandering outside since he was a child and has never returned to that country at all. He has no memory about details, so Huiming is more confused. So, even if he can fulfill Tang Jack's dream, let Li Xue go to school, and make himself a football star, there are a group of niggers and white ghosts around him. It is really not very comfortable to adapt to such a life.

Is this the underworld? It's all black and white impermanence around it?

Huiming even thought so.

But this doesn't seem to matter. What matters is why I came here and what should I do after I came here? After waking up, Huiming's first feeling was confusion.

When I was alive in my previous life, I had been practicing Shaolin martial arts all my life. At the moment of death, the one I was most grateful to was the monks in Shaolin. Perhaps one should add one, which was a strange one-armed man who used his internal strength to prosper his life. His wish at death was that he could study Buddhism hard in his reincarnation.

Now, I am reincarnated, but does Buddhism exist in this world?

Although there are some strange people wearing monk robes in Tang Jieke's memory, Huiming knew that it was more like Tibetan lamas than real Buddhist children.

So what exactly do you want to do?

Huiming was confused. He felt that life seemed to have no pursuit and no meaning.

Huiming frowned, staring at the ceiling silently, thinking about her worries in a daze. At this time, a pretty woman walked into the narrow room with a cup of hot water. It was Tang Jack's sister Li Xue. As soon as she entered the door, Li Xue saw Huiming open her eyes. She immediately screamed happily, walked quickly to the bed, held Huiming's arm, and tear-eyed Martha said, "Brother, you are awake! How do you think?"

Huiming turned his head to look at the cute girl, let out a long sigh, and smiled, "I'm fine, I'm just so tired that I fainted."

"Brother, don't play football anymore! That's too dangerous. What should I do if something happens to you, brother? I don't want my brother to be in danger, it doesn't matter if I don't go to school." Li Xue cried and plunged into Huiming's arms.

Huiming suddenly felt embarrassed.

The Song Dynasty was very polite. Even if it was a brother and sister, it would be too disgusting to hug each other like this, let alone Li Xue was not his biological sister.

What's more, Huiming was a monk since he was a child in his previous life. He had basically never seen any other woman except for the female pilgrims who occasionally came to the temple. He talked to women no more than ten fingers and was hugged by a teenage girl. This was the first time.

"Don't, female donor, get up first!" Huiming waved his hand awkwardly, wanting to help Li Xue up. Although his body felt good, the embarrassment stopped him from continuing.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? You kept holding me and sleeping. You said you like to hold me. What's wrong with today?" Li Xue looked up at Huiming in surprise. Seeing Huiming's appearance, she burst into laughter, with a hint of shyness on her face: "Brother, you are not shy, it's okay, Xueer likes to let you hold her."

"Ah?" Huiming was stunned, "Sleep?"

"Yes? You also said that it would be very comfortable to sleep with me in your arms, and you will marry me as your wife in the future." When Li Xue said this, her head lowered with a rosy face.

"This. This.Amitabha, how can this be done?"

Li Xue frowned and raised her head and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you? You don't like Xue'er anymore?"

"No, no!" Huiming hurriedly said: "Of course I like it."

"If you like Xueer, you should listen to Xueer. Don't play football again in the future." When Li Xue mentioned this, she pouted with her little mouth and her eyes were blurred: "Xueer has always been taken care of by her brother. I will not go to school tomorrow. Aunt Toni said that she asked me to help her go to the shop and would give me some salary."

After hearing the little girl's words, Huiming felt a little moved.

Although everything seems to be good in this world, even the people at the bottom will live a better life than ordinary people in their previous lives, at least they don’t have to worry about food and clothing, but each world will have a level difference. Like the two of them, they belong to the lowest level of society and do not even read books.

Huiming would definitely not agree to let the cute and amiable sister in front of her not go to school and go out to work instead. This is his sister, the closest person in the world, and letting her live a good life is his responsibility as his brother.

Huiming sighed deeply, patted Li Xue's back familiarly, and said, "Xue'er, don't worry, brother is definitely fine."

Huiming stared at the roof, thinking about his own thoughts.

Now, I am no longer the martial arts genius Shaolin monk in my previous life, and I have become Tang Jack Li, so I have the obligation to help Li Xue go to school and to let myself go further in the pursuit of football.

This was the last obsession left by Tang Jack. As a Buddhist child, Huiming respected this very much. He knew that he had to fulfill Tang Jack's last wish in order to truly calm his mind and thus study Buddhism through his last wishes in his previous life.

This seems a little vague.

Because originally, Tang Jack didn't know whether Buddhism existed in this world, but now with such a cute sister, she can still live in such a comfortable and beautiful world. What else can I feel dissatisfied with?

In this peaceful and beautiful world, I might have lived a life of a few years, enjoyed everything here, fulfilled Don Jack's wishes, and made myself and my sister live a better life. This is also a worldly experience.

"Thank you Buddha!" ​​Thinking of this, Tang Jack felt that it was the Buddha who blessed him again. After all, what happened to him was too suspense: "I didn't expect that I, Huiming, could also get the blessing of the Buddha."

Thinking of this, Huiming felt incredible. After all, he studied martial arts in his previous life, and ignored Buddhism. In the end, because his cultivation was too high and his martial arts were too heavy, he deviated from the track of Buddhist practice, and thus became obsessed with the devil.

Huiming knew that although he had a Buddhist heart, he was not firm, at least not as good as those Shaolin monks. He just liked Shaolin martial arts, that's all. But now he had the opportunity to live again.

Then, it is used to make up for the regrets.

To make up for the regrets of the original owner of the body is also to make up for one's own regrets.

In order to survive with Li Xue, he had to make a lot of money. Huiming now knows that the white-skinned monster gave him a small painting, which is the coins of this world. He had to make more money to support his sister to go to school and make their lives better.

At this stage, I can only choose to play football. As a low-level figure, only playing black football is the most direct.

but.

Huiming curled his lips, but thought of his Shaolin martial arts.

If Shaolin martial arts help, will his football play beating much smoother? He doesn't know, but this can be tried.

I don’t know if there are any martial arts in this world that are circulated by various sects, but at least there seems to be no in Tang Jieke’s memory, only some of the more powerful fighting. Actors? In Huiming’s view, the kung fu of those people is basically not up to standard.

Those superficial skills of foreigners are even less than Shaolin's most basic Tiger Fuquan.

As a master of Shaolin, Huiming is very clear about the methods of practicing martial arts. First of all, he must start from internal skills and make his internal skills perfect from the inside out, and only then can he make his external skills and Shaolin's unique skills exert more excellent power.

This is the way to martial arts.

And I am best at and the only specialty of internal skills, of course, is the Shaolin Boy's Kung Fu that I practiced since I was a child in my previous life. This is the top internal skills in Shaolin, and its full name is the Bodhidharma Universal Shaolin Yin-Yang Boy's Single-Cultivation Divine Art.

"From today, Huiming is Tang Jack, and Tang Jack is Huiming."

Huiming's heart was calm. At the moment of exercising his skills, Huiming finally merged with the world into one, truly integrated into this new body, and became one with Tang Jack.

Huiming also truly became Jack Don; Jack Don transformed into Huiming.
Chapter completed!