I Just Reopened My Life

　　 Li reopened after hesitating on "Cthulhu", then quickly jumped over, pretending not to see it.

　　 He is still young and does not want to confess himself.

　　 "I just don't know which of the Cthulhu myths this Cthulhu refers to, or just Cthulhu?"

　　 There are many characters in the mythology of Cthulhu that are even greater than Cthulhu, such as the blind and foolish **** Asathos.

　　Thinking about it this way, it is a good thing to refer specifically to Cthulhu... blame!

　　 Li reopened but didn't want to meet any of them, and didn't want to have anything to do with them at all.

　　 No longer thinking about it, Li Zhongkai quickly chose "Member of the Underworld", "Awakening", and "Shaping Flame +2".

　　Mod is enhanced, it comes with permanent station, and the priority level is very high.

　　 The split personality Li Zhongkai didn't even dare to choose. He is now building a foundation, and almost all the people affected by his every move can spend tens of millions as a unit.

　　 [Before the game starts, please set one of the talents "Mandate" and "Oracle" to be a permanent talent. 】

　　 "Choose [Orange Talent] "Destiny": the initial attribute plus 8."

　　 [Talent "Oracle" has been reserved, real life has been archived]

　　 Until the next reality reopens, the oracle should still be there.

　　 Li reopened slowly and let out a sigh of relief. No matter how outrageous the reopening life after the World Line is closed this time, he is already ready!

　　【Reopen now! 】

　　………………

　　Dachengguo.

　　Changan City.

　　 Shouyang Twenty-Four.

　　 Not long after the Spring Festival, the people of Chang'an City were all filled with happy smiles.

　　The new emperor of Dachengguo became the throne last year and cut taxes for three years. It is hard for everyone to laugh.

　　 Except for the beggars on the streets of Chang'an City, because the tax reduction has nothing to do with them.

　　 "What did you dream of again? Speak out and listen!" A group of little beggars surrounded the other little beggar.

　　 was surrounded by the little beggar and nodded strangely: "Have you heard the story of reincarnation?"

　　 The beggars shook their heads.

　　 The little beggar stood on the stone steps, shouting loudly: "I dreamed of my past life! There are tall buildings there! People don't worry about food and clothing, the old depends on them, and the young have good support!"

　　 "There we will no longer worry about poverty and suffering!"

　　 "There we have human rights and spiritual freedom!"

　　 The beggars showed longing expressions one after another.

　　 "What are human rights?"

"do not know."

　　 "Just keep acting, why do you care about so much?"

　　 Amidst the cheers and envy of the beggars, the door of "Mo House" behind them opened. A maid walked out slowly from inside.

　　 She smiled and said to the special little beggar: "Our master likes the story you tell very much. Here is some leftover food from the kitchen, which is a reward for you by the master."

　　 The beggars all swarmed up and snatched the food from the maid’s hands. After a while, the food was robbed.

　　 But the maid was accustomed to this, and kept some food privately for the little beggar who told the story. Just now the little beggar was very polite and didn't fight for it.

　　 Just after the Spring Festival, every household has some leftovers.

　　 This is simply a paradise for beggars.

　　 But there are so many beggars, and everyone is competing, so it's natural to beg for them by their own ability.

　　 So the little beggar who tells the story focused on "Mo House", the old man seemed to be an official, but a high-ranking upright official. My favorite is the news about Guotai Minan.

　　 Invite some atmosphere groups to set off the atmosphere, and tell some non-marginal stories, you can stand out from the beggars with little talent.

　　 is not too simple.

　　 "Did you really dream of so many weird things?" The little maid looked at the little beggar curiously.

　　 The little beggar gobbled up his meal: "Of course! It's a fake!"

　　 "Wow! You can still speak idioms!" The little maid smiled. "By the way! What is your last name and name?"

　　Many of the beggars fall into the family, and it’s not a big deal to have a name and a surname.

　　 The little beggar looked up at the plaque of Mo House in a daze.

　　 "I have no name and no surname..."

　　The little maid smiled slightly, this is great! What the lord ordered can be done!

　　 "Why don't you give our surname Mo! From today onwards, you won't have to beg anymore!"

"……good!"

　　 The little beggar was held by the maid and walked into the Mo Mansion.

　　 He sighed slightly. After such a long time arrangement, he was finally able to get a long-term meal ticket.

　　 It is difficult for him to explain what a long-term meal ticket is, but he does have such a word in his dream.

　　 Little beggar thinks this word is very appropriate.

　　 "I'm very smart, maybe I shouldn't belong to them." He looked at the beggars behind him who couldn't open their eyes and was fascinated by the little food, and thought.

　　 5 years old: With his ingenuity, he changed his family.

　　……

　　 It's another year, the Zhongyuan Festival.

　　 The streets of Chang'an City were very noisy, and people flowed like weaving.

　　 Every time there are festivals, there are many people on the street, and Mo Wuming and the maid are just two inconspicuous people.

　　 "Anonymous" was given to him by the master. He did not become a master, but a servant like the maid, but it was enough, at least better than those beggars who had frozen to death.

　　 Boats are rowing in the lake, the boats are painted with lights and colorful, the top is painted with yellow paint, and the pillars of the boat are carved with beams and phoenixes.

　　 People drank alcohol on the boat, and the ripples caused by the oars ~www.novelmt.com~ rippled in the water and in the hearts of ordinary people.

　　 "When can I get on this ship!"

　　The people on the shore can't help but think about it.

　　 But Mo Wuming just looked at it from a distance, thinking in his heart: "This **** capitalist!"

　　 This is also the word in the dream.

　　 "Nameless, let's go! There are so many things to buy today!" The maid picked up Mo Wuming and walked towards the market.

　　 Mo Wuming also let the maid drag forward. The more he walked, the clearer the voice of the storyteller.

　　 The maid stopped, she also likes to listen to books when she is fine, what to buy! I hurried to walk just now to listen to books.

　　 Mo Wuming curled his lips, he can't read the painting, just listen to the book! This is too double standard!

　　 At this time, the voice of the storyteller also passed into Mo Wuming's ears.

　　 "The curved wood is straight and must be bent. It is difficult to raise a wolf as a dog to watch the house."

　　 is a set poem.

　　 Mo Wuming listened to a few words, and always felt like he was scolding him. He called the maid to go elsewhere.

　　 "Listen again." The maid said.

　　 Mo was nameless and helpless, so he had to find a place to squat up, and he didn't listen to the following words.

　　 "It's not long after the ink has dyed the cormorant black, it's not fresh to paint the crow white."

　　 "Candied Coptis chinensis must be bitter at the end. Forcibly picking melons and fruits cannot be sweet."

　　 "Good things have to be done by good people. How can mortals be gods."

　　……

　　 Mo Wuming hit a ton for a while before being called by the maid.

　　 "Have you finished listening?" Mo Wuming asked in a daze.

　　 "No, there is a fight over there!"

　　 "How did it fight?"

　　 "A man in a yellow jacket goes up and down in the painting boat, he said..."

　　 "God, why can't a mortal do it?"