The protagonist of a novel is named Hong Jun

"Fairy Cultivation Plan"! I'll get the first chapter here and you can see if it's okay.

Zhonghai, a street of violence.

After noon, the sun was shining brightly. A long-haired man wearing a white sweat vest on the upper body and Jordan basketball shorts on the lower body had a toothpick in the corner of his mouth and was walking swaying with a smile on his face. A strong sense of satisfaction after eating and drinking.

This man’s name is Hong Jun. He has been living on the streets since he was a child without a father or mother. With a machete, he has become famous in this street with a long history. He is bold and violent. , is famous for his loyalty, and he looks like a model of Brother Haonan. He is known as the Prince of Violence.

"This little friend, please stay for now. Poor Taoist Hongjun, I see that your hall is darkened, your brows are pressed, your eyes are dull, and your face is pale. There will be a bloody disaster in the near future."

An old fortune teller dressed as a Taoist with a somewhat fairy-like air suddenly called out to Hong Jun.

Hong Jun spat out the toothpick he was holding, stared, and said with a smile: "Old man, your name is Hong Jun? Hehe, what a coincidence, I am also called Hong Jun!"

"This just shows that you and I are destined, so I asked Pindao to resolve this bloody disaster for you."

The old fortune teller laughed dryly.

"Oh, old man, you said that I have a bloody disaster, how should I resolve it?"

How could Hong Jun believe such deceptive words? He rolled his eyes and thought about the old man. He squatted down in front of the stall and touched his unshaven chin.

The old fortune teller stretched out his hand and calculated for a long time before he said with a look on his face: "If you want to resolve this bloody disaster, three words, difficult, difficult, difficult, but there is something here in Pindao. If you can keep it with you, there may be a chance of survival."

As he said that, he picked up an inconspicuous scroll from the stall and threw it over.

Hey, it’s quite heavy!

Hong Jun took it in his hand, feeling heavy and surprised. The scroll was full of dust and dirty. No one had opened it for an unknown period of time.

With a chuckle, Hong Jun pulled apart the silk thread that tied the scroll and revealed the entire scroll. The shaft was made of an unknown bright topaz stone, which was quite spiritual. A sense of long history.

In the center of the scroll, there is a half white and half black yin and yang fish. Above the yin and yang fish, four simple and elegant odd-shaped characters are printed. Hong Jun can probably guess based on the shape of the fonts. The source is "Illustration of Immortals".

"What a good thing. This is definitely a precious antique cultural relic. I have become rich and developed... no matter what, I have to get it. Haha, what a bloody disaster, today should be my lucky day. "

Hong Jun's pupils shrank, and he was ecstatic. He had some experience in antiques and still had some discernment.

"Old man, you said this thing can resolve me..."

Just as he was about to cheat the scroll, he was shocked to find that the fortune teller who called himself Hongjun had disappeared. He disappeared without a trace, even the street stall disappeared.

What a hell!

If it weren’t for the immortal map in his hand, Hong Jun would have really doubted whether he was dreaming just now?

This is the best. The Immortal Atlas is your own. Find an appraiser first to appraise the value of the Immortal Atlas.

Hong Junzhi was so proud that he carefully rolled up the Immortal Atlas and walked towards the intersection not far away. At this moment, an unlicensed van drove up behind him at high speed and hit him hard. His strong body flew away.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to disappear, another thought flashed through his mind: "Today is indeed my bloody disaster..."

Hong Jun's body was smashed into pieces. , the blood soaked the fairy map in his hand, and the yin and yang fish on the roll actually rotated, and in a faint black and white light, Hong Jun's soul was rolled up and disappeared.

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“Ah, it hurts!”

Hong Jun, who had been sinking in the boundless darkness for an unknown amount of time, suddenly felt a sharp pain like needles all over his body, and suddenly regained his consciousness. , tried hard to open his heavy eyelids, only to find that he was lying in an extremely dark and humid small room, surrounded by various debris, and the air was filled with a strong smell of decay and mold.

"Where is this? Wasn't I hit by a car? Am I not dead? Hiss..."

Hong Jun rubbed his brows out of habit. This action hurt. He took a breath, and his whole body seemed to fall apart. He lowered his head to look at his own condition, and his eyes suddenly widened. He was wearing tattered clothes that leaked everywhere, and were stained with blood. This clothes definitely did not belong to modern clothes, but Dressed like the ancient servants on TV.

How could this happen?

As soon as Hong Jun's doubts arose, a heartbreaking pain filled his mind. In an instant, all kinds of memory fragments that definitely did not belong to him emerged, flooding his mind. .

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In a few breaths, Hong Jun was already sweating profusely. Fortunately, he had a strong will, otherwise he would have fainted and died.

Finally...

"Yandang City, the Hong family, the sinner Hong Jun..."

"Oh my god, you are not playing with me, time travel, possession and rebirth, how exciting it is The noun actually appeared on my body..."

"Damn it, even if you are traveling through time and being possessed and reborn, you still have to choose a body with a better status. I am so popular on earth. The raw water is full of flavor, but he actually comes here to suffer as a sinner..."

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In the end, Hong Jun had no choice but to accept the reality, and at least he was alive again.

The most important thing is that he found that this world is very exciting, and he, Hong Jun, is a master who is unwilling to be lonely and just likes to find excitement... so he feels a little secretly happy in his heart.

This is a world where warriors are rampant and lawless. Yes, they are warriors.

The existence of warriors makes it become a hard truth that "the fist is the boss".

Of course, not everyone can practice martial arts. At least his predecessor, Tragedy Man, is not qualified and does not have this condition.

Sinner Hong Jun!

This is his current identity. In fact, the tragic man's background is not bad, even very good. Seven years ago, his family was one of the five main families of the Hong family.

The Hong family is a well-known family in Yandang City. Being able to become one of the five main families of the family will naturally bring endless glory and glory.

Unfortunately, a major event shocked the entire Yandang City. The tragic man's family was directly deprived of the qualifications of the main line by the clan, and was not even qualified as a branch line. The people in the family died and were scattered. The tragic man, as an important member of this family, was branded as a sinner and became a servant of the Hong family headquarters.

At that time, the tragic man was only eight years old.

The huge gap in status is indescribable. In the past seven years, the tragic man has simply lived in a hell on earth. He has suffered indescribable suffering. He has been suffering from heavy hard work, beatings and scoldings every day. However, he was still able to survive, which seemed to indicate that this boy was still resilient.

What, you mean human rights?

Don’t think about it, in this world where warriors are respected, human rights are not concerned, only strength is concerned, and everything else is just a cloud.

No, in the end, the tragic man did not survive yesterday's beating and was completely freed, which also gave Hong Jun a chance to be possessed and reborn.

"Hey, boy, you are relieved. Leave this mess to me, how embarrassing it is for me!"

Hong Jun endured the stinging pain all over his body and sat up. He was so depressed that he talked to himself.

The seven years of life as a servant, including adequate nutritional intake, heavy labor, very little sleep, and frequent beatings, have tortured this body to the brink of collapse. Even Hong Jun was I kind of admire that tragic man for surviving for so long.

“Hmph, you kid can endure torture and act like a cow or a horse, but I won’t do it. I must turn over and become the master.

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“The only way to change the current situation is to take the path of a warrior and rely on strong strength to carve out a world. However... practicing martial arts requires adequate nutritional intake, as well as If you have to practice martial arts, there is no shortage of the latter. After all, the tragic man is also from the main line and has practiced martial arts since he was a child. The biggest problem is nutritional intake. If he can't even eat enough, what else can he do to practice martial arts? ”

“Hey, what a tragedy. This body is so depleted that if you want to take good care of it, it’s almost impossible to reach the sky...”

Looking at his little arms and legs. , Hong Jun raised his head and sighed. At the age of fifteen, he was as thin as a vine and looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old. His face was sallow and his muscles were covered with scars from being beaten. He looked like he had crawled out of a garbage dump.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door was violently kicked open, and a voice like a duck came in: "You little beast, don't get up yet. It's time to go to work. If you're late, I'll see if I skin you. ”

Hong Jun looked up and saw a short, middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, dressed as a servant, standing at the door, covering his nose, with a look of disgust on the smell of the room on his face, and said: He was equally arrogant and domineering.

Hong Jun was so angry that he had never experienced such an insult after all these years. He just wanted to get up and beat up this hateful man. He paused, but the next moment he remembered that he was in a situation, not on earth, but in a world where personal power was astonishing and human life was worth less than a dog, and he immediately calmed down.

Not to mention that he was physically weak. The middle-aged man in front of him, even though he is inconspicuous, is definitely not something he can deal with now.

As a martial arts family, the Hong family, not to mention all the family members who practice martial arts, even the servants and maids. I have practiced some basic kung fu.

“Brother Pei, I’m going to work, but I’m unbearably hungry now. Can you let me eat something to replenish my strength? "

Hong Jun endured the pain in his body, stood up, walked to the door, lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile.

He is not a fool who doesn't know how to adapt. He knows that at this time , bow your head when you should, so that the green hills will not have to worry about having no firewood.

But he roared viciously in his heart: "Damn it, what the hell, isn't it just a man who flattered that damn fat man? You dare to ride on me. I can bear it now. When I gain strength, I will repay all the insults a thousand times. ”

His character is like this. He can’t stand insults and will retaliate. Once he makes someone hold a grudge, he has to be extremely careful.

Pei Qing was very surprised. The usual Hong Jun? Why did he suddenly change? In the past, no matter how he was insulted or scolded, he would not say a word, just like a piece of wood.

Hong Jun called him Brother Pei. He felt as if he had taken a piece of bliss powder. In this Hong family compound, there was no one with a higher status than him. He was the only one who claimed to be young and pretended to be a grandson. His self-esteem was greatly satisfied. He also found Hong Jun more pleasing to the eye.

“Uh, eat? Yesterday, Steward Zhang punished you by depriving you of food for a day..."

Pei Qing was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Pei, you are someone whom Steward Zhang values, look at me He looks miserable, if he doesn't eat something, he will definitely not be able to work..."

Hong Jun was desperate and pretended to be pitiful.

Pei Qing looked at Hong Jun's miserable look. , but he didn’t feel much at all. He was not a sympathetic person, but Hong Jun’s words, “You are the person that Manager Zhang values,” made him even more proud. “Well, I’ll go talk to Manager Zhang about how to live a good life.” , but my job..."

Before Pei Qing could finish speaking, Hong Jun immediately patted his chest and promised: "Brother Pei, don't worry, I will take care of all your work from now on. . "

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Looking at Pei Qing Dese's leaving figure, Hong Jun spit out a mouthful of foam and cursed: "Damn it. , I am actually pretending to be a grandson here. If the brothers on Earth see it, they will laugh to death... Hey, the situation is compelling. Only through hardship can one become a master. I, Hong Jun, must change. Destiny..."

At the end of the sentence, his eyes became extremely determined.

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