Immortality from plundering luck

Chapter 1 The son of destiny? The master-devouring traitor!

Shi He opened his eyes and was stunned.

As far as the eye can see, there are dim oil lamps, a ceiling covered with cobwebs, and rotten wooden walls that exude a faint musty smell.

There was a wooden board covered with a layer of thatch beneath him, and an old and tattered thin blanket covering his body.

What's happening here?
Where is this?
Shi He opened his mouth and was about to make a sound.

At this moment, countless fragments of memories flooded into my mind.

The huge amount of information made his vision a little dark. After several minutes, Shi He finally came to his senses, but he still found it difficult to accept that he had traveled through time and space and became an elder of the Black Water Gang in Shanghe County under the jurisdiction of Dajing.

But the situation around me is obviously different from modern times.

The yellowed oil lamp, the decayed walls, and the wooden bed with thatched pads are all so real.

The scattered memories in my mind become clearer as time goes by.

The Blackwater Gang's sphere of influence covers the two counties of Xuzhou, Shanghe and Guangze. It has nearly 10,000 gang members and many skilled fighters, making it a very famous gang.

His predecessor was quite powerful, at the sixth level of the Ordinary Body Realm, and was famous for his Xinglin skills. He was regarded as the chief elder by the leader of the Black Water Gang and was treated with all the best food and drink.

However, as the chief elder of the gang and a distinguished person, how could he end up in such a situation?

Shi He was very confused.

Although the body he obtained was complete, the memory information was not complete.

This gave Shi He a headache.

Just as he felt numb, a pungent herbal smell drifted in from outside the house. Then, the half-open wooden door made a slight creaking sound, and an old man in tattered linen clothes walked in cautiously with a hunched back, holding a bowl.

Shi He watched the old man approaching step by step. The smell of herbs from the bowl became more pungent and smelly, making him dizzy.

"you"

Shi He watched the old man put the bowl of herbs on the wooden chair beside the bed. He gritted his teeth, exhaled a breath, and wanted to ask.

Hearing the voice behind him, the old man's hunched back trembled violently. He turned around quickly, staring at Shi He with his cloudy eyes.

When he saw Shi He wake up, the old man's face was filled with surprise, but it soon dimmed again. He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. The old man stretched out the back of his wrinkled hand and wiped his cheek. Shi He clearly saw that his eyes were a little moist, shining under the yellow light.

"Master, you finally woke up," the old man said in a hoarse voice.

The voice was so soft, so soft that Shi He could hardly hear it.

master?

Shi He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was no longer the young man he remembered. Now he was an old man who was dying and lying in bed.

Well...Shi He's mouth was bitter.

The amount of information is too much, and I really can't accept it all.

I didn't expect that not only did I travel through time, but I also traveled through time into the body of an old guy who was about to die.

This is so special, can it still be strong?
Shihe is very numb.

"What's wrong with me?" Shi He turned his head and looked at the herbs the old man brought over. A few mushy grass roots could be vaguely seen in the thick black medicinal juice.

"Master, this is a medicine that will make you sober for a short time." The old man hesitated for a while, looked at Shi He's confused eyes, and finally opened his mouth and said in a low voice:
"I thought you were gone, but you came back to life. But it's all irreversible."

"Han Li has united most of the medicine servants in the valley. Their power is too strong, and they have guarded the entire Qinghe Valley tightly, so..."

Forcing himself to remain patient as he listened to the old man's hoarse narration, and combining it with his own memory, Shi He finally understood his current situation.

It turned out that although he had a noble status, his wealth accumulated throughout his life had attracted the covetousness of some people because of his old age and declining strength.

When his predecessor was young, he relied on his outstanding strength and status as a doctor. He had excellent treatment skills, was arrogant, and often spoke rudely, which really offended many gang members.

It would be fine if it was just ordinary gang members, but even the deputy leader of the Blackwater Gang and many branch leaders held a grudge against him.

As he grows older, the hatred that has accumulated in the past is like a latent volcano that may erupt at any time.

Moreover, the skills learned by the previous incarnation were not ordinary stuff, and were also coveted by many people.

This time, it was a medicine servant under his command named Han Li who colluded with many people and put the power-dissolving powder in the Snow Mountain Silver Needle that he drank daily, and imprisoned him here.

The former was gloomy and arrogant, but he was ambushed by a young servant and imprisoned in a wooden house, and all the skills he was proud of were gone.

Eventually, the qi and blood attacked the heart and the patient died.

Shi Heben was quick-witted and based on what the old man said, he quickly figured out the cause and effect.

It is true that a tiger in dire straits is bullied by a dog!

Shi He sighed endlessly.

However, now that this terrible situation had happened to him, he felt how aggrieved and uncomfortable he was.

Shi He stared blankly at the ceiling and the beams covered with spider webs and dust. He felt very complicated. "Gu Mo, tell me, how many people are left in the valley?" Shi He felt that he could not just sit there and wait for death, so he asked in a deep voice.

Gu Mo is the name of the old man in front of him. He is just an ordinary old man, and even this name was given to him by Shi He.

"Master, you think..." Gu Mo looked at Shi He, his eyes sparkling for a moment, but soon dimmed. He shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "There is no hope. All those who were loyal to the master in the valley have been killed."

"Now, dozens of people in Qinghe Valley have all been instigated by Han Li to rebel."

"Master, you shouldn't have woken up,"

"If you wake up, you will have to endure more torture. Han Li and the others will not just stop like this,"

“It is better to die early and be reborn sooner rather than die in agony.”

After hearing what Gu Mo said, Shi He suddenly felt depressed.

No wonder this old man was disliked by his predecessor. His words were too harsh. Any leader would not like to have such a guy around him.

But even such an unpopular old man remained loyal to him when he was imprisoned.

On the other hand, Han Li and other medicine servants were highly valued by him.
Shi He looked at the old man with a hint of comfort in his eyes.

Originally, he was thinking of asking a reliable medicine servant to find the Black Water Gang and tip them off, but now according to Gu Mo, he has no one available at this stage.

Moreover, there were many people in the Blackwater Gang who were hostile to him. In his mind, the deputy leader of the Blackwater Gang was his biggest enemy, and the two sides had many conflicts of interest.

To go deeper, maybe Han Li dared to commit treason because he had someone backing him up.

Shi He's mind raced, but he still couldn't find a way to resolve the current predicament.

“Kuye, what should I do? I just came here and haven’t seen the charm of this world yet, so I have to die in such a frustrating way?”

When Shi He was at a loss, footsteps were heard again outside the door. Then, a ray of sunlight shone in through the suddenly opened wooden door, and a young man in black shirt and a long sword at his waist appeared in front of him.

Shi He squinted his eyes and saw that the man was thin, with light eyebrows, eagle eyes, very thin lips and high cheekbones.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person is Han Li, but his aura and demeanor are far different from the past.

Yes, Han Li was just a first-class slave before, but now he has occupied the entire Qinghe Valley, and even he himself has become a prisoner. It can be said that he has been able to hold his head high and make a name for himself.

In his previous life, Shi He was fond of studying the art of physiognomy.

Just by looking at Han Li's face, one can tell that he is a gloomy and cold-hearted person.

But such people are often the most dangerous, and Shi He was quite afraid of Han Li.

As soon as Han Li entered the firewood room, he stared at Shi He, who was lying in bed. When he saw that the latter was conscious, he raised the corners of his mouth, a little proud, and his tone was filled with a bit of hypocritical concern: "Old Shi, you finally woke up?"

"You suddenly fainted and almost frightened Han."

"You know, Han's cultivation techniques are all counting on you."

Shi He narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Although Shi He is an elder of the Black Water Gang, he did not learn the martial arts technique, Changchun Gong, from the gang, but learned it from a master.

However, after his teacher's death, he was the only one left in the sect.

This Changchun Gong, according to the memory of my previous life, can be regarded as a superior martial art of the mortal level. Not to mention the Black Water Gang, even in the entire Shanghe County, there are very few people who can come up with a comparable martial art.

There are dozens of medicine servants in Qinghe Valley, and among them there are two or three with outstanding aptitude for cultivation. Shi He valued them, so he taught them the Changchun Gong, also hoping to continue the inheritance of his master.

Han Li is one of them.

However, the predecessor was more cautious and did not give it all at once, but only provided the first three layers.

Now it seems that this was the right thing to do.

Seeing Shi He remaining silent, Han Li's smile faded and his expression darkened: "Old man, you'd better be sensible and hand over all your Changchun skills, and I will kill you."

"Otherwise," Han Li narrowed his eyes, making them look even narrower and longer, like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness baring its fangs: "Everyone with the last name Shi in the Black Water Gang will have to be buried with you."

Shi He sneered: "Are you that capable?"

"Hey hey hey,"

Han Li's sinister voice sounded: "Of course I don't have that ability. But do you think I'm the only one who wants to kill you?"

Shi He suddenly realized and was about to continue testing when he suddenly found his vision blurry and the air in front of him became distorted, as if some foreign object had appeared.

He quickly closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

This is an illusion. It seems that even if Han Li hadn't been there, he would have died sooner or later with this body.

When he opened his eyes again, Shi He thought the illusion should have disappeared, but unexpectedly it became clearer.

Before my eyes was a line of text, floating in mid-air:

(End of this chapter)