He is Wang Erlang, and Wang Erlang is not him. This is very strange, but that's the truth.

He was truly a sales director of an IT company, selling so-called high-tech things like servers. He was still single at the age of 28 and was busy breaking away from the fate of a house slave and a car slave.

As a modern person, his memory finally stayed in Sichuan. He went to Luzhou to talk to his customers about the winery information transformation project, and then the earthquake occurred. Something hit his head and suddenly lost consciousness. When he woke up, he found that his consciousness was in the body of a fourteen-year-old boy, and his environment changed to ancient times.

The boy still had a trace of his soul, suppressing his consciousness, and was unable to control his body for a long time. He could not speak, and he could not help but act, but he could still listen and watch.

Time travel... Time travel is already mysterious and coexisting with another incomplete soul in a body. Such experience is even more difficult to describe. The two consciousnesses are constantly squeezing, and the pain comes from the soul, which also sharpens his will bit by bit.

It took a lot of effort to coexist harmoniously with the residual soul. During this period, through his own observations and the information obtained from the defective soul, he determined that he was in the Song Dynasty nine hundred years ago. This place was Huayang County, Chengdu Prefecture on Chengdu Prefecture Road, and now it is the fourth year of Zhenghe.

In the fourth year of Zhenghe, Song Huizong Zhao Ji had been in power for fourteen years. After another twelve years, Song Qinzong ascended the throne and changed the reign to Jingkang.

In his last life, he was a science student who studied computer science, but his career needs to learn some literary and historical style, and his history is not unfamiliar. What does Jingkang mean does not require much advanced historical attainments. Any Chinese who has received basic education will remember the shame of Jingkang. If it were a man, this memory would bring another three-point heat, and the Northern Song Dynasty was about to end...

The Northern Song Dynasty was over, and there was the Southern Song Dynasty. During the change of Song Dynasty, Sichuan was still good. It was only after being defeated by the Mongols over a hundred years later. There was no need to worry about his predecessors and future generations. His predecessor was just a salesperson, and he had no ability to worry about state affairs. What's more, the young man he was in was at least in his life, which made him feel heavy in his heart.

The young man is named Wang Chong, the second child in his family. He is fifteen years old this year. Although he was born in a family of scattered families, he is a child prodigy who never forgets. On the day he entered the palace, he was also injured by the plaque of Wen Weng Temple, leaving only a trace of residual soul.

The Wang family's ancestors were in a pretty good situation, but they were defeated by Wang Xiucai's generation. Wang Xiucai also entered the prefecture school, but he failed to get a tribute for many years. Because of his wife, he lost a pillar in his family and lost his heart for fame. He became a villager who was enlightened in the village.

Only by Wang Xiu can we let go of his fame and fortune, which is also related to Wang Chong. Although Wang Chong is not very knowledgeable about the world, he can make a future with his magical powers that he never forgets. The wealth of the Wang family is just around the corner.

Unexpectedly, God made a mistake. On the day of school entrance, Wang Chong had something wrong. Not only did he not have enough time to go to the county school, but he had no hope of getting some rice and grain in the county school.

In order to cure Wang Chong, Wang Xiucai was running around, but he was killed in Wuhou Mountain, Lingquan County. Wang Mazi and his wife, who were taking care of the three siblings at home, turned into hungry wolf and were devouring the Wang family's property in one bite.

Looking back on these days, Wang Mazi and his wife wanted to plunder the property from their homes and treated their three brothers and sisters as slaves. Not only did they dominate the yard, but they also cruelly detained food and clothing. He was full of resentment and wanted to control his body immediately and cure this unscrupulous couple. Unfortunately, the trace of soul seemed to have obsession and refused to dissipate, which made him do nothing.

Just as he was idle, he examined the broken and messy memories of the original owner, the opportunity finally came. Wang He wanted to sell the collection of books accumulated by the Wang family over the years. The trace of residual soul burned and drove his body to bite Wang He. When Wang Mazi kicked Wang Chong and bumped into the door frame, the residual soul burned out and he finally became Wang Chong.

This feels very fresh and a little uncomfortable, but it is difficult to take the lead. I don’t care about expressing the feelings of the traveler, and solving the current difficulties and situation is the first priority.

When his expression changed, his younger brother and sister were looking at his flickering eyes that looked very angry.

The younger brother Wang Cheng, nicknamed Hu'er, is nine years old this year. The younger sister only has a nickname, name Ping'er, and is seven years old this year. They feel that the second brother is not only good, but is different from the past. How different is it? I can't say, but the feeling of being lonely and helpless has dissipated. The second brother's arms are like a harbor, enough to cover up the wind and waves for them.

Sensing Hu'er's gaze, he looked back and looked at Hu'er. His eyebrows were so thick that his small eyes lost their presence and looked dazed. Looking at Pinger, his big eyes were agile, his willow-leaf eyebrows were straightened, and his elegance was filled with heroic spirit.

Just one glance, a warm feeling spread in my heart. The brother and sister in front of me are definitely not the ancients who have only known each other for a month and are nine hundred years apart from him. The feeling of blood connection is exactly the family affection he had been neglected in his career in his previous life and had long been missing.

He could not tell at all whether it was his time to get along with him these days that allowed him to accept this affection, or whether this affection was originally from the heart and from the memories he merged with. Perhaps that trace of residual soul did not dissipate, but merged into his consciousness with those memories.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that he might be another person in another world nine hundred years later, and Wang Chong of this life at the same time.

The sky is dark, and the thunder is not stopping, and a thunderstorm is about to strike.

There was a gurgling sound, and Hu'er touched her stomach and said in embarrassment: "I'm hungry..."

Ping'er's beautiful little face was full of determination: "You can't bow your head to Wang Mazi and the others even if you are hungry!"

She pursed her lips, as if she had overcome a huge psychological barrier, and said resolutely: "I'll go and ask for some food to my uncles and uncles in the village!"

Hu'er's little face was bitter: "Begging for food? Daddy is going to scold us when he comes back."

Ping'er waved his little hand, and the small horn knife in his hand was like her determination, shining with a cold light: "Let's go find dad! Only after eating enough can you have the strength to walk!"

Although he felt that his second brother was different, following his past habits, Hu'er Ping'er discussed it on his own, and Wang Chong secretly sighed.

He buried the name of his previous life into the deepest part of his heart. He had already been reborn. No, Wang Chong stood up and said, "Dad is looking for it, but he must protect this home first. This is our home and cannot be taken away!"

Hu'er Ping'er was stunned. The second brother was really different. He was neither a fool nor the prodigy who was only concerned about studying before, but...

Hu'er frowned and said worriedly: "Wang Mazi is stronger than his father, we can't beat him."

Wang Chong shook his head and said, "Why do you want to fight?"

Holding Hu'er's shoulder, Wang Chong said in a deep voice: "That pair of dogs and men will definitely be punished! It's not God who came to repay, but I am the second brother who came to repay!"

This was his passionate speech, and the pain on his forehead and waist reminded him that Wang Mazi and his wife had already owed him a bloody debt. If Wang Chong was still the same as Wang Chong in the past, the debt would naturally become a dead debt, but now, he would let the couple understand that they could not afford it.

Ping'er's eyes shone with enlightenment: "Since my second brother is ready, he can become this family. Wang Mazi and the others have no reason to stay in our house! Let's ask them for advice!"

"Actuation? Fists are bigger than truth..."

Wang Mazi and his wife were greedy. Even if they were brought to Baozheng, the couple would roll around and tantrums at home. What's more, Wang He always kept her family talking about him. He Saner, a family member, was a kid [1], who helped Wang Deng's two families do business and was quite powerful. He thought he had He Saner support him, so how could Wang He care about what reason?

"But the knife is bigger than the fist."

Wang Chong took the knife from Ping'er's hand, and in Ping'er'er's surprised gaze, he messed up his hair bun, and then applied the blood from his forehead to his face, and his whole body suddenly looked like a ghost.

There was light in a room in the north yard, and two figures were reflected on the window paper, twisting and looking very terrifying.

"The little madman's teeth are more cruel than dogs! I will be beaten to eat sooner or later as a dog!"

Wang He was chanting fiercely in the room. Although her right hand was not damaged by flesh, the two rows of deep tooth marks made her palpitations, as if the expressionless face of Wang Chong was still hanging on his hand when he bites someone. It was a bit creepy when he thought about it.

Wang Mazi frowned and was a little worried: "Why do you have to make such a big noise? If their uncle's family came here, I don't know what happened."

Wang He sneered: "Their uncle has not had any news for more than ten years, and his second uncle is also looking for prescriptions for King Erlang outside. When he comes back, everything will be done. Besides, their second uncle is just a county school teacher and doesn't even have an official position. How dare he meet the two husbands!?"

Speaking of the husband's house, Wang Mazi frowned even more: "Why do you have to ask He San'er? Isn't it good to stay in our own home?"

"Own home?"

Wang He's tone fell, his face became colder, and his words seemed to have just been taken out of the ice cellar, which made Wang Mazi's heart tremble: "Tornacle! Your heart is the turtle heart! When I don't know what you are thinking? Seeing that I am old and have no children, you are thinking about strengthening my family business and marrying a concubine, right? You have been thinking about it for a long time, right?"

Seeing that Wang Mazi's face was also broken, Wang He's tone slowed down again: "You guy, you have a thief but don't have a courage. I know, but you can't think about it more?"

"A few years ago, He San'er asked about the Linyuan, saying that the Feng Shui here is excellent, and the Wang Xianggong family intends to buy it to build a tomb. At that time, Wang Xiucai was still there, and Wang Erlang was a prodigy again, so He San'er didn't do it. Now that Wang Xiucai is dead, Wang Erlang is also stupid. It's time! Let it be put into us first, and then sell it to He San'er, and it's 180 stagnant. With this money, it's not good to buy land elsewhere to buy land!?"

Wang Mazi said unwillingly: "This forest and the yard should have been my father's... My grandfather did not pass it to my father, but to my second uncle. It was the time to get it back."

Wang He was so angry that he twisted Wang Mazi's ear and said, "It's a trouble for their second uncle to make trouble, and it's hard to save any accidents. Even if He Saner passes this level, you can save it! Not to mention that you are just a mud-legged person. Wang Xiucai is a scholar. He has this family business and is listed in the third-class household. He can't send money and rice to you. He will see if the government doesn't eat you up! It's better to buy another family property that can avoid people's eyes."

Wang Mazi was discouraged and muttered: "No matter what, I have to get it first. What should I do?"

"Let me think about it..."

Wang He was walking, and the couple plundered Wang Xiucai's property and valuable assets. After taking the land rent, they would naturally not let go of the most valuable real estate. This small hill is the ancestral property of the Wang family. Just a few dozen green bamboos, mulberry trees and old locust trees are worth a lot of money. In addition, with the excellent feng shui terrain, it is not a problem to sell hundreds of stalks. Compared with this real estate, Wang Xiucai's ten acres of dry land are just small heads.

The Wang family's generation has withered, and Wang Xiucai has only Wang Mazi, a close relative. Wang Xiucai died, Wang Dalang died young, and Wang Erlang was stunned again, leaving a pair of children under ten years old. Even if they were just relatives, Wang Mazi could obtain Wang Xiucai's family business on the grounds of raising three siblings. This is not only in line with filial piety, but also encouraged by the government. Just so happens that Wang Mazi and Wang He have never had children, and can also adopt Wang Sanlang and Wang Xiaomei.

But filial piety is just a big framework, and the French of the government cannot be covered in everything. The actual situation still needs to be analyzed in practice. Wang Erlang's situation makes things a little complicated.

Although Wang Erlang is underage, he has a reputation as a child prodigy. He has also been through the school before the school. He is also a scholar. Everyone regards him as a human being. Although he is stupid, what kind of stupidity is there? There is still a saying. As long as he can marry and have children, he can still pass on Wang Xiucai's lineage, and his family business is naturally his. Even if Wang Mazi and his wife adopted Wang Sanlang and Wang Xiaomei, they would not be able to get this family business.

"This matter falls on Wang Erlang's reputation!"

Wang He quickly became scheming. She raised her injured right hand and said: "Go to sue the official tomorrow! I sue Wang Erlang for being unfilial! I abuse my uncle and aunt, and spread his stupidity, no, crazy!"

Wang Mazi shivered: "Search for the official!? Then how much more can this property be lost?"

Wang He said contemptuously: "So, why should He Saner be attached? Even the county magistrate, he would not dare to extend his hand to the things he likes to his husband!"

Wang Mazi tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

At this time, the night was already dark, and Wang He's cold face softened. He reached out to take it, and Wang Mazi shivered again.

Wang He made a nasal sound: "I haven't been to bed yet!"

"Let's take a day off..."

Wang Mazi forced a smile and perfunctory smile. When he twisted his hand, he felt a pain in his crotch. He took a cold breath and his face was bitter. He obediently dragged it over by Wang He.

After blowing the oil lamp, I was about to go to bed, and a scream suddenly sounded, and a bunch of fire lights swaying through the window paper.

"Second brother, wake up!"

"This is our house, it can't be burned!"

Wang Mazi and his wife rushed out of the house. Just as they saw Wang Chong holding a torch and throwing it into the east wing room. Hu'er Ping'er dragged his arm and shouting miserably.

Hearing the movements of the two, Wang Chong turned his head and looked at the fire. Under the fire, the boy's hair was disheveled, with blood stains on his face, as if he was crawling out of the underworld. It was shocking that Wang Mazi and his wife's scalp were numb. Wang Erlang was so crazy!?

Wang Chong waved the torch with one hand, and there was something dancing with the other hand. Occasionally, a ray of fire was reflected, and Wang Mazi and his wife even burst into pieces of hair, a knife!?

"Burn all! Kill all! Death light!"

Wang Chong hissed and walked towards the two of them. Wang He shrank behind Wang Mazi and kicked him in the knee and said, "You can't stop this madman yet!"

Wang Mazi also retreated and shouted, "He has a knife on his hand! It is a crime to hurt him. Who should I ask for compensation if he is injured?"

Of course, the madman will not be punished for hurting others. Wang He was shocked and pulled Wang Mazi and said, "Let's go! Go back to our house!"

Wang Mazi didn't want to do it anymore: "Then this place..."

Wang He was so anxious that he twisted Wang Mazi's arm hard: "Isn't it a good idea to be a madman? There is no need to sue the official. I will find Wang Dubao tomorrow and send this madman to the hospital, and the matter will be done!"

Wang Mazi suddenly realized that the couple didn't care about cleaning up the things in the room. While Hu'er's bottle was still dragging Wang Chong, he avoided him from the yard and flew out of the yard.

Wang Chong kept shouting in the yard, and Hu'er's tears were all over, and he was making a lot of noise. Until Wang Mazi and his wife had been in the dark for a long time, Wang Chong suddenly calmed down. He stopped swinging the torch and the knife, and the madness suddenly dissipated.
Chapter completed!