Zhutian: I have many inventory

Chapter 1: The Foolish Boy on Mount Wudang
Wudang Mountain.

"Da Silly Ming, I have chicken legs here, do you want to eat some?"

A seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy wearing a Taoist robe was holding a small chicken leg and teasing a boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. The boy had a dull expression and saliva was flowing uncontrollably from his mouth, using it as a temptation.

"Ha...want...give me a chicken leg..."

The boy was tempted by the chicken leg, and more saliva flowed from his mouth, forming silk threads that stained his clothes, and he didn't know how to wipe them off.

"Quick, Senior Brother Baiyun, throw the chicken leg to me..."

Another Taoist boy who was also wearing a Taoist robe and looked even younger, only five or six years old, shouted.

"Here you go, take it."

Upon hearing this, the seven or eight-year-old Taoist child immediately threw the chicken leg over.

Paji.

The five or six-year-old Taoist boy failed to catch the chicken leg and it fell to the ground.

The little Taoist boy did not feel upset. He picked up the chicken leg and continued to seduce the 13 or 14-year-old boy: "Big fool Ming, the chicken leg is here, come over here quickly."

“Chicken drumsticks…chicken drumsticks…”

The man called Dasha Ming was fooled and immediately ran towards the little Taoist boy holding the chicken leg.

"Here are the chicken legs!"

Then, when Dasha Ming was about to run to the little Taoist boy to get the chicken leg, the chicken leg was thrown to other little Taoist boys.

"Haha, big fool Ming, come here quickly, the chicken leg is here!"

There were five or six little Taoist boys on the field, moving around and making Dasha Ming run around in circles.

Everyone was laughing and having a great time watching He and Dasha Ming tirelessly chasing after the chicken legs.

"Stop! How dare you humiliate your fellow disciples like this?"

At this time, a young man wearing a green Taoist robe, with a handsome face, delicate features, and a dash of arrogance came over and shouted at the Taoist children.

"Ah! Senior Brother Qingshu!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Qingshu."

"Brother Qingshu, we were just playing with Brother Tianming..."

Seeing the young man, the Taoist children were so frightened that they trembled. They quickly stopped, dropped the chicken legs in their hands, bowed respectfully to the young man, and explained and apologized.

"Although Tianming is stupid, he still entered before you. He is your senior brother. Not only do you not care about the friendship between fellow disciples, but you also humiliate and play with him. Such behavior, how can you have the morality of a Wudang disciple?"

This young man named Qingshu scolded and taught the boys.

"Brother Qingshu is right. We know we are wrong."

The Taoist children lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes together.

"Since you know your mistakes, I will punish you by making you practice Wudang Changquan ten times. If you do it again in the future, you will be severely punished!"

Qingshu punished all the Taoist children.

"I will accept the blame."

The Taoist boys did not dare to argue and admitted their guilt. They found an open space, lined up neatly, and started practicing boxing.

"Brother Song, Qingshu is disciplined and law-abiding. He is quite a leader. Brother, you have someone to take over."

From a distance, a young Taoist priest who looked to be in his twenties or thirties and had a gentle temperament spoke to another middle-aged Taoist priest who had a calm and peaceful expression.

"You're overpraising me. Although Qingshu has rules, it is just superficial and lacks sincerity."

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the silly boy in the distance who was picking up a dusty chicken leg from the ground and eating it happily.

Yin Liting followed Song Yuanqiao's gaze and saw the silly boy gnawing on the dirty chicken legs that had fallen to the ground many times. He sighed and said:

"Tianming is a pitiful child. Five years ago, the village was attacked by Yuan soldiers. The entire village was killed, leaving only Tianming alive. Unfortunately, he was too frightened and became mentally retarded. His life was miserable."

"It's a pity that I didn't arrive earlier, which led to such a tragedy." Song Yuanqiao felt a little guilty.

Five years ago, when he was traveling around the world, he encountered Yuan soldiers attacking the village and slaughtering the villagers. Although he defeated the Yuan soldiers, all the people in the village died, except for a child under ten years old who was buried under the corpses and survived.

Although he survived, he was too young and experienced such a tragedy, which caused him to suffer a mental breakdown and become insane.

Afterwards, Song Yuanqiao brought the child to Wudang Mountain and took care of him for five years.

Although the child's condition has improved over the past five years, the recovery is not significant and his mental state is still that of a two or three year old.

"what!"

Just as the two were watching the foolish boy from afar, they suddenly saw the boy screaming, then rolling on the ground holding his head.

Before he had rolled twice, his legs suddenly kicked out and he passed out.

Seeing this situation, Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting in the distance were shocked. They all used their Qinggong skills and stepped on the ground. They quickly came to the foolish boy like a startled wild goose to check the situation.

Song Qingshu was also startled, and hurried over to salute Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting: "Dad, Sixth Uncle."

"Ah."

Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting just nodded slightly in response to Song Qingshu.

Then they focused their attention on the silly boy. Song Yuanqiao felt the silly boy's neck pulse, then took the boy's wrist and diagnosed: "He just fainted, nothing serious."

"Why did he suddenly fall into coma?" Yin Liting was a little confused.

"I don't know."

Song Yuanqiao examined him for a long time, but he was not a professional doctor after all, so he could not see any deep-seated problems. He could only shake his head and said, "Let's take him back to the room to rest, and then ask the doctor to take a look."

……

in the room.

Wang Tianming was lying on the bed with his mind in a mess. After an unknown amount of time, his chaotic mind gradually became clear and orderly, and his consciousness returned.

Wang Tianming opened his eyes with a trembling eyelid and looked around in confusion.

"Brother Tianming, you finally woke up."

The little Taoist boy who was watching nearby was very surprised to see Wang Tianming open his eyes. Without waiting for Wang Tianming to reply, he ran out excitedly, saying as he ran:
"Brother Tianming, you take a rest first. I will go and inform the uncles that you are awake."

"Am I... traveling through time?"

Wang Tianming looked at the little Taoist boy who ran away in a hurry, then looked at the antique decorations in the room, and this thought came to his mind.

I was just walking on the sidewalk beside the street, reading a novel on my phone, when suddenly I was hit by a dump truck that appeared out of nowhere and lost consciousness. Then in the blink of an eye, I was at this place.

Wang Tianming, who was familiar with online novels, of course quickly realized that he had traveled through time.

"This time travel is a bit sloppy... I don't know what kind of world this is... Is there a cheat code..."

Wang Tianming felt helpless, but he had no way to control the time travel and could only accept it.

"Is there really a golden finger?"

Wang Tianming, who is familiar with online articles, tried to sense it with his eyes closed, wanting to see if there were any cheat codes for the system or panel.

Unexpectedly, a panel actually appeared in front of me.

【Name: Wang Tianming】

[World: Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber]

[Case of crossing: 0]

[Inventory: 1]

The panel is very simple, with only four modules: 'Name', 'World', 'Crossing Chance' and 'Inventory'.

Among them, the three modules of "Name", "World" and "Crossing Opportunity" are not clickable, and only the inventory can be operated.

It was a grid similar to the inventory in a game, showing a 'square' shape.

When Wang Tianming focused his attention on it, he learned how to use the item bar - he could store any item in the item bar, and he could also integrate the attributes of the items. He could only store one item that could be moved.

(End of this chapter)