On the bustling Daping Street, the grocery store at the end of the street was out of place.
The store's door was closed, and the place was in a mess, as if it had been robbed.
Munin slowly opened his eyes. The simple and messy room made him feel disbelief.
His memories were still stuck in his previous life.
In his previous life, he had just entered society and was a hot-blooded youth.
When he passed by a secluded alley, he saw the opportunity to save a damsel in distress.
He decisively stepped forward and fought with two criminals. In a moment of carelessness, he killed the two criminals.
What made him angry was that it was raining heavily and he was struck by lightning. When he woke up, he was in this world.
His previous life was born in a grocery store on Daping Street in Green Rock City. His parents had passed away not long ago.
In his grief, he was depressed and did not eat or drink for a few days.
He was really hungry. In a daze, he went to Xiangqu Restaurant and ordered a crystal pork shoulder.
After wolfing it down and paying the bill, the Teller Qian insisted that he had eaten two.
After some wrangling, his previous life could only give in and was willing to pay the price of two pork shoulders.
Who would have thought that this concession would cause the other party to be even more unforgiving.
He wanted his previous life to compensate for the huge loss and the grocery store left behind by his parents.
At this point, his previous life understood that all of this was an excuse for the other party to take over the grocery store.
But his previous life could not do anything, because it was the Qingping Gang behind this.
Although the Qingping Gang was only one of the thirty-six small gangs in Green Rock City, it was still an undisputed existence in Daping Street. It was the absolute ruler.
As for the merchants and commoners on this street, they basically wantonly bullied them, killing them and robbing them of their lives. The City Lord's Mansion turned a blind eye to it.
Seeing that the other party was about to forcefully take over the grocery store, his previous life was so angry that he drowned his sorrows in alcohol. In the end, he died silently and was transmigrated by the current Munin.
The experience of two lives made Munin sigh, "It's true that good people don't live long, but scourges live for a thousand years. Do I have to be a bad person to live?"
"Squeak squeak …" A strange sound came from Munin's mind.
"You seem to have a lot of grievances. Do you want to be a hero and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens?"
Munin suddenly saw an ancient bamboo slip appear in his mind, but there was not a single word on it.
"You're talking. Are you the one who struck me with lightning?" Munin was very calm. He had already transmigrated, so he could accept even stranger things.
"Of course it's me who's talking." The bamboo slip transformed into the shadow of a white ape, tacitly acknowledging the fact that it was striking people with lightning.
"How do you make me a hero? I don't want to be struck by lightning again," Munin said cautiously.
"I'll teach you martial arts." A bamboo staff appeared in the white ape's hand.
"Are you going to teach me the Yuenu Swordsmanship or the Eight Nine Mysteries?" Munin was stunned. In his memory, there were only two white apes holding sticks.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm Gui Guzi …" White Ape scratched his head.
Munin was so angry that he interrupted White Ape, "You want to tell me how many generations of Gui Guzi's descendants you want to read my fortune? Who are you trying to fool?"
"I'm Gui Guzi's martial nephew," White Ape said seriously.
"Keep bragging. Why don't you just say you're his personal disciple?" Munin didn't like White Ape at all.
"I'm not going to teach you. You can choose one if you don't want to learn." The bamboo staff in White Ape's hand disappeared and several books appeared.
"This one." Munin looked at the titles of the books he was familiar with. He thought for a while and pointed at the one he was most satisfied with.
"Take it." White Ape threw out a book and all the others disappeared.
"I want the Buddha's Palm, not this golden bottle …" Munin's words came to an abrupt end. The book had completely melted, and the content inside was a formula to nourish one's health.
"I'm leaving. If you succeed in the future, remember to save me at the Cloud Dream Mountain in the State of Feng Lin," White Ape said seriously.
"Sure. Are you sure it's the Cloud Dream Mountain and not the Five Fingers Mountain?" Munin agreed.
"If you say it's the Cloud Dream Mountain, then it's the Cloud Dream Mountain. But swear that if you don't save me, you'll be struck by lightning again," White Ape said.
"Okay, I swear." Munin swore indifferently.
In the blink of an eye, the bamboo scroll and White Ape disappeared from his mind.
If it weren't for the fact that he still had all the contents of the formula to nourish one's health in his memory, he would have thought that everything just now was an illusion.
Since there was a secret manual, Munin naturally had to practice it.
However, his stomach was growling. Although there was a lot of food in the store, he was really hungry.
He felt that he would have fainted by the time he finished cooking.
Therefore, he washed up, took some money, and prepared to eat outside.
He opened the door. It was night and the lights were bright. Occasionally, there were people walking on the street. The prosperity of Daping Street was indeed well-deserved.
However, just as Munin took a step out of the door, he felt that something was wrong.
There seemed to be an invisible barrier that sealed the door.
He tried countless times, but he couldn't get out.
"Damn monkey, you tricked me again." Munin thought and guessed that it was White Ape's doing.
Munin was furious. He tried to climb out of the window, but he was also covered by an invisible barrier.
After trying a few places, Munin finally gave up.
He could only endure his hunger and thirst and make a fire to cook.
He had to admit that it was really difficult to make a fire with this kind of firewood stove.
It took him two hours to cook the corn. Even if he was starving, he still found it disgusting.
After filling his stomach, Munin tried to get out again.
It was useless even if he tore a hole in the wall.
Instead, he moved along the pillars and beams, lifted the tiles, and walked out of the house.
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