Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Grandson of the Fan Family
What you see as birth is not necessarily birth, and what you see as death is not necessarily death.

In mid-air, Leng Feibai's soul looked down coldly at his body which had been smashed into a pulp by a dump truck.

Before he could sigh, a scroll of emerald green bamboo slips appeared in front of him.

"Is this a sign of time travel?"

As soon as Leng Feibai finished speaking, his soul was put into the bamboo slips and disappeared.

In Nanqing, from a courtyard in the Fan Mansion in Danzhou, there were bursts of breaking wind sounds.

A tall, handsome, white-haired, ancient Greek-style beautiful boy was moving up and down in the yard, waving his fists.

After an incense stick of time, the young man lowered his fist, feeling the Qi flowing through his body, and muttered to himself, "It's been half a month, and my Qi is still stuck at the fourth level, with no progress at all. It seems that the Wudang Basic Mentality and Wudang Long Fist can no longer help me..."

While the young man was thinking, a maid rushed into the yard. "Master Feibai, Master Feibai, something happened!"

This young man was none other than Leng Feibai, who was brought to this world by the bamboo slips.

Taking one look at the maid's expression, Leng Feibai revealed a helpless expression on his face and said, "Is it Steward Zhou who's picking on Fan Xian again, or is it that brat Fan Xian who's stealing Grandma's koi to make boiled fish again?"

The maid panted, "Master Feibai, Master Fan Xian took Miss Ruoruo out to play alone. When Butler Zhou found out, he got very anxious and is now torturing the maids in Master Fan Xian's yard!"

"Let's go!"

Leng Feibai sighed and cursed inwardly, "Fan Xian, that bastard, is really causing me trouble!"

Those who often travel through time know that the first thing to do after traveling through time is to determine where you are.

In the second year after Leng Feibai traveled through time, that is, when he was two years old, he knew that the place he was in was called Danzhou, the country was called Nanqing, and that the face of the old lady of the Fan family looked very similar to that of the old lady Sheng. He was sure that he had traveled through time to the TV version of Joy of Life.

Speaking of which, Leng Feibai was quite unlucky. The Leng family was a cloth merchant in Danzhou City.

When Leng Feibai was four years old, his father was killed by pirates while on a ship to pick up goods.

His mother also fell seriously ill after hearing the bad news and unfortunately passed away three months later.

Fortunately, the elders of the Leng family and the old lady of the Fan family were old friends. Before her mother died, she dragged her sick body to see the old lady of the Fan family and entrusted the Leng family's property and Leng Feibai, who was only four years old, to the old lady of the Fan family.

The old lady of the Fan family also kept her promise. Not only did she hire a shopkeeper from a younger generation in Kyoto to help manage the Leng family's business, but she also adopted Leng Feibai as her adopted grandson in front of the whole family and personally brought him up to teach him.

In the front yard of Fan's house, a fat and burly man was seen beating two maids with a short stick in his hand.

"stop!"

Leng Feibai shouted fiercely, quickly rushed to the ruffian's side, snatched the stick from him, and said, "Butler Zhou, if you don't pick a fight with Fan Xian for a day, you're going to die, right?"

"Whoops"

When Butler Zhou saw Leng Feibai arrive, he immediately stopped what he was doing and said flatteringly, "Master Feibai, you don't know, Master Fan Xian dragged Miss Ruoruo out for a run. These maids didn't even know where they went. As the butler, how could I not punish them..."

"Confused!"

Leng Feibai kicked Butler Zhou and angrily shouted, "Fan Xian and Ruoruo are missing, and instead of arranging for someone to look for them, you're just messing around here."

After saying that, Leng Feibai looked at the servants and maids around him and said, "Didn't you hear? Why don't you go out and look for them? If the two of them run into the beggars, how will we explain to grandma and adoptive father?"

As he spoke, Leng Feibai winked at them.

The servants and maids understood what he meant and immediately rushed out of the house.

"Wait a minute," Butler Zhou struggled to get up and said, "Master Feibai, although you are the old lady's adopted grandson, I was sent here by Madam Liu to help the old lady with housekeeping. You..."

Leng Feibai's face turned cold, and he grabbed Butler Zhou's neck and said, "Asshole, believe it or not, if I kill you now, Madam Liu won't dare to say anything!"

Butler Zhou looked at the boy in front of him who was only fourteen years old and was so scared that he knelt on the ground, his eyes full of fear.

"Remember, even if you were sent by Liu Ruyu, keep your tail between your legs!"

Leng Feibai gritted his teeth and said, "This is the Fan Mansion, it's not your turn to look down on others!"

"Brother Feibai!"

A childish voice came from outside the house, and two children, about five or six years old, ran quickly into the house.

Leng Feibai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the two culprits coming back. He turned to the maid who had called him over and said, "Chunlan, tell them what happened just now. Also, tell them to bring guards with them when they go out to play in the future."

After saying this, Leng Feibai turned and headed for the dining room, mentally pondering, "If I remember correctly, this plot should be a precursor to Fan Ruoruo being summoned to Kyoto in the TV version. It seems that within two weeks at the latest, Fei Jie should arrive at the Fan Mansion and take Fan Xian to dig graves everywhere."

In the dining room, Leng Feibai bowed to the old lady and said, "Grandson pays his respects to Grandma!"

The old lady who was reading put down the book in her hand, looked up at Leng Feibai and said, "There was a conflict with Butler Zhou again."

Leng Feibai nodded and said apologetically, "It wasn't Feibai who caused the trouble, it was really that guy... Our family was originally harmonious, but after that guy came, he made the whole place a mess."

After hearing this, Mrs. Fan didn't say anything reproachful. She changed the subject and said, "Jian'er wrote to me, asking if I should let you go to Kyoto to study so that you can pass the imperial examinations in the future!"

"grandmother!"

Leng Feibai scratched his head and said, "Forget it. With my intolerant personality, I won't last long in the officialdom even if I pass the imperial examination!"

"That's right! A simple life is a blessing. Stay in Danzhou, take over your Leng family's business in the future, marry a wife, and live a stable life!"

The two were chatting like this when Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo and the steward Zhou who had his teeth pulled out came over one after another.

Seeing them arrive, Mrs. Fan started acting again and said expressionlessly, "Serve the food, you look so..."

After a boring original plot, outside the gate of Fan Mansion, Leng Feibai and Fan Xian watched Fan Ruoruo leave, and they couldn't help feeling sad.

The carriage drove away. Leng Feibai turned to look at Fan Xian and said, "Let's go. Ruoruo has gone far away."

Fan Xian nodded, holding Leng Feibai's hand and returning home.

In the Fan Mansion, apart from Wu Zhu and Old Madam Fan, the only person Fan Xian can trust is his brother Leng Feibai, who appears cold but is actually warm-hearted. What's more, they both come from the same place.

"Hey, you really asked grandma to remove the maids from your yard!"

"We can't keep causing trouble for Zhou. You saw what happened to Sister Sisi when he beat her!"

"Do you want me to accompany you tonight?"

"Don't do that. I like sleeping alone! Besides, our yards are next to each other. If anything happens, I can just call Brother Feibai to come over."

The two brothers were chatting, and behind them, Butler Zhou was looking at them with resentment.

After returning to his own yard, Leng Feibai sent the maid in the room to rest, then returned to his room and raised his hand to press on his Danzhong acupoint.

The next moment, Leng Feibai appeared in a dark space, and right in front of him stood a twelve-story building.

(End of this chapter)