In fact, Gouwa is not called Gouwa. To be precise, everyone called the original owner Gouwa. The current Gouwa is not called Gouwa.
The original owner was pitiful and pathetic. He had not had a name since he was born. Because he was not an adult, he did not even have a household registration.
The Gouwa who now occupies Gouwa's body will naturally not continue this name which is more like a nickname than a serious name.
In fact, he has a very nice name, Murong Feng.
The maple of the maple tree is not crazy like a madman. Although many people call him crazy, he is really not crazy.
When Murong Feng introduced himself, he would always say something like this for a while.
Unfortunately, once he gets to know his new friends, they will still call him crazy and selectively forget his real name.
Murong Feng came from a world where martial arts was respected. He accidentally obtained the system and then reached the pinnacle of his life.
In that world, there is a true Wu Weizun. Whoever is strong can have everything.
Therefore, that world is different from this world, so there is no rule that men are superior to women.
Thinking that women are weak, that women should be protected, and that women should not come out to compete with men will only make everyone laugh.
Women who can learn martial arts, women who can have the opportunity to break the void, are not necessarily any less ruthless and decisive than men.
Unlike many people who have been transported through time, Murong Feng died not because he was betrayed by his confidante, because he was stabbed by a merciless friend, nor because he was involved in a shocking conspiracy and served as cannon fodder.
The reason why he died was actually quite simple, that is, he was killed on the spot in a fair and open manner during a duel.
If he could do it over again, Murong Feng would still not regret his decision. Even if he knew that there was a chance of death, he would still abide by his agreement and fight with people at the designated place.
Then again, that guy wasn't much better. He cut off his arm with a knife and stabbed him in the stomach. Even if there is a chance to survive, he probably won't be able to return to the top.
After being killed in a duel, Murong Feng was brought to this world by the system bound to him in his early years. According to the system, this world has been pierced into a sieve, and you can enter it without spending much money.
When his soul entered Gou Wa's body, he truly experienced his pitiful situation. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have believed that he had been pitied by others.
There are so many rooms in Gouwa's house, but none of them belong to the original owner. The original owner can only sleep in the woodshed without even a quilt.
I was forced to work by my family members every day, but had very little to eat. Only the food that was not eaten by his family members was his ration.
As for bathing and changing clothes, there is nothing much to say. There are clothes, but they are patched one after another, and even the color has turned white after washing. I don't know how many people passed through it before it fell on him.
Bath? There is water in the nearby river, so you can bathe as much as you want. However, if you fall into the river, don't expect anyone to come to rescue you. No one will take the original owner seriously.
Having just entered the body of the original owner, Murong Feng found that after confirming the condition of the body, he could not resist now and could only endure the humiliation and bear the burden.
When he was sleeping in the woodshed, when he had nothing to eat, when he was beaten, when he was working, Murong Feng always thought with great joy that luckily there was a system. Otherwise, he would not be able to get rid of this family for several years.
However, even with the system in place, it took him a month to initially recover his body. The most important thing is that I have to exchange countless treasures of heaven and earth to deal with a pair of hands that were disabled due to premature birth.
Almost a month later, Murong Feng finally had the ability to resist. The first thing he did was to take out his sword, take a pill that temporarily enhanced his abilities, and kill a dozen members of the family, cutting them into pieces.
A warrior should not be lightly insulted, and he would not let go of the people who brought him shame, even if they were blood relatives of the original owner. What's more, these people treated the original owner badly, ruined the original owner's life, and attracted him, a lunatic.
No, no, he is not crazy. He's very good, he's not crazy.
Murong Feng hummed an unknown tune, holding the basket in his hand to cover up, and walked forward briskly.
On the street, there is a flow of people, people coming and going. Even if life is not easy, stay strong and live.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise not far away, and Murong Feng also looked over with curiosity.
At the front was a general riding a tall horse and wearing silver armor. He was tall and tall, with a long knife on his waist, and looked very powerful.
Behind the general were naturally the troops, who also rode on tall horses and were escorted by two almost identical carriages.
The carriage was exquisite and gorgeous, with intricate carvings and patterns. It walked slowly, attracting everyone's attention.
The car curtains woven with colorful pearls were lifted with one hand, revealing a young man with mysterious patterns on his face.
However, at the age of ten, there is still a hint of immaturity between his eyebrows, but it makes many people dance excitedly.
Murong Feng looked at the motorcade quietly, thinking it was a carriage belonging to a descendant of some aristocratic family. Because in his impression, the only people who could be escorted by the army and ride in such a good carriage were those who had a good reincarnation.
Unexpectedly, an old man near him looked at the mysteriously painted face and shouted excitedly.
"It's a wizard, it's a wizard! Oh my God, we are so lucky, we actually saw the wizard."
When Murong Feng heard the word wizard, confusion suddenly appeared on his face.
Wizard, what is that
Maybe someone heard what he was thinking. A little boy who wasn't that big pulled his grandfather's sleeve and asked curiously.
"Grandpa, what is a wizard?"
Murong Feng, who was not far away, immediately pricked up his ears and listened intently to what was going on there.
The old man with gray hair and a rickety figure grinned, revealing a row of yellow teeth that had lost a lot of teeth.
"My little grandson, you must remember that wizards are omnipotent people. When you grow up, no matter who you offend, you cannot offend wizards."
The little boy nodded in confusion and ate the candied haws of water without much interest. Sweet and sour snacks are much more attractive than wizards.
Murong Feng laughed softly and looked curiously at the street where the convoy had lost its figure. His eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky.
The wizard is omnipotent and looks very interesting.
I don’t know if wizards can fight, but it would be better if they could.
Hehe, his sword is already thirsty.
At this moment, Murong Feng thought that he had no interaction with the wizard for the time being. Little did he know that the witches and wizards in the convoy came just for him.
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A quarter of an hour later, the motorcade escorting the witches and wizards arrived at the Yamen.
The county magistrate of the city came to welcome them in person and took the two young but distinguished witches into the Yamen.
In the living room, the county magistrate of this city, as the host, sat on the main seat without hesitation.
When he invited the distinguished guests from afar to sit down, it opened his eyes.
Since ancient times, the left has been respected. The county magistrate originally thought that the older wizards would sit in the first position on the left. The younger, childish-looking miko will sit in the first position on the right.
But in fact, the miko, who was several years younger than his eldest granddaughter, unceremoniously occupied the first position on the left. The wizard, like a guard, took the second seat on the left.
On the contrary, General Huang, who was the real guard, wore a silver armor and sat in the first position on the right.
The county magistrate was puzzled by this. Is the location of these three people a coincidence or should it be that way
The magistrate didn't understand until the miko, who was incredibly smart at a young age, spoke. It's not that these three people don't understand the rules, but they know them too well.
Witch, Wizard, General Huang.
Of these three, the witch is clearly the leader, followed by General Huang, and the wizard is at the bottom.
The county magistrate thought of this and glanced at General Huang pretending to be unintentional. It seems that General Huang is not low in strength, otherwise how could he be ranked in front of the wizard
Shaking his head secretly, he looked away again and looked at the miko who was sitting cross-legged, not much taller than the desk, and continued to greet her.
After about a cup of tea, Zhou Baoer finally got tired of this unconscious pleasantries and spoke directly.
"Lord County Magistrate, please show me the files on the family extermination case."
When the county magistrate heard this, he touched his beard that he had managed to grow, and quickly sent someone to ask Mr. Xing Ming to bring the file.
Soon, Master Xing Ming came over, holding a pile of dense papers in his hand.
At this time, the county magistrate suddenly became worried. The miko seems to be only five years old. Can she understand these files? Otherwise, show these files to General Huang.
The time to breathe has not yet come, and the county magistrate no longer has this worry. Because Zhou Baoer had already picked up the file and started reading it in an orderly manner. That concentrating attitude didn't look like there was anything he couldn't understand.
While the county magistrate breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but curl his lips secretly. She is indeed a miko, but she is smarter than ordinary people. At the age of less than five years old, he can actually understand the dossier. I don’t know how he was taught this.
After half a stick of incense had passed, Zhou Baoer put away the file in his hand, put on a serious face, raised his head and asked.
"Your Excellency, County Magistrate, have you found any traces of the suspect Gou Wa?"
At such a young age, the miko pretends to be a little adult, and looks incredibly cute.
If it were his little granddaughter who did this, he would definitely pick her up and pet her with a smile.
However, the little girl in front of her was not a granddaughter, but a clever and extraordinary miko.