Xiuxian exchange system

In the early morning, Dunzhou, Linfeng City.

In ragged clothes, Lai Wuhen sat curled up in a corner outside a steamed stuffed bun shop. His thin and dirty face made his originally handsome face look haggard. A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at everyone who walked out of the bun shop. pedestrian.

Already number 18, Lai Wuhen was ignored by everyone who passed by like air.

His stomach growled a few times, and a steaming steamed bun was handed to Lai Wuhen. Lai Wuhen took a bite and gnawed half of it without even thinking about it. When he raised his head again, the man had gone away.

When he was about to eat half of the bun again, Lai Wuhen was picked up by three beggars who were also in rags, and dragged him into the back alley.

Half of the bun was snatched by one of them, and the other two punched Lai Wuhen without saying a word.

The man ate half of the steamed stuffed bun, kicked Lai Wuhen, and shouted: "Boy, this is the territory of our Seven Flood Dragon Gang, who allows you to beg for food here?"

Lai Wuhen put his head in his hands and said nothing. He just entered the city this morning, so he can't figure out how deep the water is in the city. It is inevitable to pay some taxes.

"Ding, the system detected the host."

"Hahaha, am I time-traveling?"

"Or there is a system right from the start, and it's not my turn to take off this time?"

The pain in his body was not as good as the voice that suddenly appeared in his head, which really frightened Lai Wuhen quite a bit. The former voice had no emotion, but the latter voice was full of excitement.

"Boy, let us see it next time and hit him every time we see it." The three beggars yelled and kicked Lai Wuhen a few more times before leaving.

"Hey! Why can't I control my body? Ah? Why isn't this person dead, don't, ah" The lowly voice disappeared completely after screaming for a while.

Lai Wuhen only felt his head swell, and memories that didn't belong to him flashed through his mind like a flying horse, just like the life he had experienced.

Blue star, social animal, mobile phone, and other related words also flashed by.

"Ding, the bad luck exchange system has been bound." The voice without emotion sounded again.

ah?this?time travel?

Lai Wuhen fused the memory of another soul, and seemed to understand what he had experienced.

In a place called Blue Star, there are always some people who can travel to other worlds and bind golden fingers at every turn.

And his golden finger is this so-called bad luck exchange system.

"A catastrophe was detected, the host's food was robbed, and he was brutally beaten. The bad luck value was increased by 100, and the exchange mall was opened."

The sound of the system sounded again. Although Lai Wuhen didn't want to believe that such a bizarre thing would happen to him, in his sea of ​​consciousness, he could feel a picture similar to a game mall, and he had to believe that all of this was the truth .

I think he practiced martial arts at the age of three, became a master at the age of 12, and stepped into the realm of transformation at the age of 16. He is a first-class martial arts prodigy in the history of Dunzhou Jianghu, and he is also the appointed heir to the head of Xuanjia Sect.

In his year, Xuanjiamen was besieged by several Jianghu forces. Overnight, Xuanjiamen was expelled, Lai's family was bloodbathed, and his parents and clan members died tragically on the spot.

He desperately fought his way out, was already seriously injured, and managed to get through the gate of hell, only to find that his meridians were completely destroyed. From then on, his physical strength was not as good as that of an eight-year-old child, and he could only rely on begging to survive.

A generation of Tianjiao has been reduced to a useless person, let alone revenge, and has been hovering on the verge of death for the past two years.

Lai Wuhen browsed through the items in the exchange mall in general, and his heart was beating wildly, including food, mortal weapons and armor, martial arts, monk weapons and armor, immortal cultivation skills, elixirs, materials, talismans, jade slips, formations , Danfang and spirit beast twelve categories.

It turned out that there really were immortal cultivators in this world. Although he had heard some rumors about immortal cultivators before, he always thought that they were just fabricated by storytellers to make ends meet.

After reading some of the item descriptions in the exchange mall, coupled with the blessing of Blue Star's soul memory, it became much easier for Lai Wuhen to understand, but if you want to exchange for good things, the bad luck value is far from enough .

100 bad luck points can be exchanged for a roast chicken, or a catty of mutton and other food from the food column.

And those elixirs with healing functions start with a minimum of 1000 bad luck points. The elixir called Jiuzhuan Fumai Pill can repair the damaged meridians of warriors, and requires [-] bad luck points.

Some top-level things even require 100 million, or even 1000 million, or even [-] million bad luck points.

Judging from the data that you can get 100 bad luck points after being beaten up, although Lai Wuhen doesn't have much hope for exchanging those top-level things, but to get [-] bad luck points, it is still very good for him to restore his former martial arts cultivation. Confidence.

"System, I want to exchange for a roast chicken." After Lai Wuhen figured out the current situation, it was already noon, and his stomach couldn't stand the toss anymore, and he subconsciously sent a message to the system in his mind.

"For the convenience of the host's exchange, an exchange space is now opened for the host. After the exchange is successful, the items will be temporarily stored in the exchange space. Once the items in the exchange space are taken out, they cannot be put back."

As soon as the system finished speaking, Lai Wuhen only felt a heat in his head, and felt an independent space in his body, and in that space was hanging a roasted golden chicken.

With a thought of Lai Wuhen, the roast chicken was in his hands. It has been two years, where has he smelled such an aroma, the roast chicken melts in his mouth, the taste is better than all the delicacies he has eaten before.

The pain from the beating on his body seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment. With his back to the alley, Lai Wuhen quickly ate half of the roast chicken.

Suddenly, Lai Wuhen felt a pain in his shoulders, and a tall government servant stood in front of him, snatched the roast chicken from his hand, stared at him with scrutiny and said, "Burn it!" Where was the chicken stolen from?"

I also blamed myself for being so hungry that I didn't choose a more remote place. Looking at the half roast chicken left in my hand, Lai Wuhen said calmly: "This is a gift from a lady passing by just now." of."

The yamen servant naturally would not believe that someone would reward a beggar with a whole roast chicken.

"If you don't tell the truth, take it back and lock it up first." The words of another yamen servant came from behind.

Although Lai Wuhen insisted that he didn't steal the roast chicken, and even described the appearance of a noble lady, the two yamen servants ignored Lai Wuhen's intentions and threw half of the roast chicken on the ground. He escorted Lai Wuhen towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"A catastrophe is detected, the host is imprisoned wrongly, and the bad luck value is increased by 1000."

As soon as Lai Wuhen was pushed into a separate cell in the City Lord's Mansion, there was a voice in his mind that made him look forward to it.