These days.

Ye Xuan adjusted his state and began to attack the realm of human immortals.

Transcend the mortals and become immortals.

It takes a disaster.

On the first day, he ushered in his first disaster.

In this life, he became a child who was only about ten years old, and his whole body's cultivation also turned into nothingness.

Without cultivation, he will also become hungry in his body. He does not buy rice or other daily necessities at home, which will cause him to run around for survival.

He left the villa area and went outside to find some work, but at this moment, he felt the hardships of life and the difficulty of life.

Money is not what you imagined. If you point your fingers, you will run into your pocket.

In addition, he is a child, and no one can hire child labor. If he is caught, he will be fined.

Without a living economy, he could only go to the street to pick up bottles and jars to sell them, earning one or two dollars to buy some food to keep them alive.

Occasionally, there are kind-hearted people who give him some snacks. After several struggles, he still accepts the alms of those kind-hearted people.

After a busy day.

He made 850 cents, and he bought a few kilograms of rice and went home.

Dinner was very simple, with rice and boiled water, a child who was only ten years old, had a difficult day.

the next day.

When he woke up, he was already a 20-year-old young man, but because he did not have an ID card, many bosses were reluctant to accept him.

at last.

He spent the day in vain.

Wake up on the third day.

He has gone from a 20-year-old young man to a 30-year-old young man. Due to the problem of appetite, the rice he bought on the first day was not enough for him to eat.

So, in order to survive, he started looking for a job again.

He found a job in a restaurant and worked as a waiter in the restaurant because of his appearance.

Day 4.

He is already forty years old.

He completely changed from a handsome guy to a middle-aged greasy uncle.

Due to his appearance problems, he did not continue to work in a restaurant, but instead went to the construction site to find a daily salary job.

At the age of forty, he is basically an adult at the peak.

So he worked very hard.

That day, he earned nearly two hundred yuan.

He knew his tomorrow, so he took the fruits of this hard day, rented a cart and bought some flour and went home.

Day 5.

He came to fifty years old, and he began to move from his peak to aging, and his hair also showed sparse whitening.

Before dawn, he got up from the bed, exercised his body, and started making steamed buns.

After the steamed buns were made, he pushed the rented cart and headed towards the school step by step.

But ideals are full, reality is skinny.

He sold the steamed buns for thirty or forty yuan all morning, but he was not discouraged and pushed the cart out of the city.

In the farmlands in the countryside, those old men who looked similar to him and even older were busy in the fields.

While pushing the cart, he shouted that few people buy steamed buns, and they brag and spanked him, but he listened patiently.

Some people didn't eat breakfast at all, but went out to work, but bought him a few steamed buns.

that's all.

His day was spent silently.

He was so tired that he pushed the cart to pay it back with difficulty, so he walked towards home.

He can't afford to rent it.

Day 6.

He is a little older.

At the age of sixty, his hair is half white, his face is getting more and more wrinkles, and his body is no longer as strong as before. His body is gradually arching, like many elderly people in the countryside.

He took the money he made yesterday, bought some rice and vegetables, made some simple breakfast, then bowed his back, carried his hands, picked up a broom, cleaned around the villa, and weeded.

Occasionally, care for flowers and plants.

Day 7.

He is getting older, with gray hair and no more flesh on his face. He can only see a layer of sallow skin, wrapped around his bones, and he will get panting after walking a few steps.

Weeding and flower protection are no longer suitable for his body.

His body did not support him in doing so.

After making breakfast, he trembled and carried out a recliner, sat in the warm and comfortable sunlight, basking in the sun.

Day 8.

His thoughts were gradually chaotic, and he looked like a bone frame, his teeth were almost falling, and his eyes were dimly yellow.

He used to take one step, but now he has to take three or four steps.

The sunlight in the sky is even more vicious than before, as if it is scorching his heart, scorching his life, and allowing him to reach the end of his life.

Day 9.

On that day, he lay on the bed, his body had exhausted all over his body, his shoulders were flat, his chest was bright ribs, and his stomach was even sunken, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Swine flowed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were turbid, and his thoughts were completely confused, just like Alzheimer's disease.

He felt that he could not hold on anymore. Deep in his heart, there was a call that he should leave.

The shit and urine were also pulled on the bed.

This caused the entire house to be filled with this smell, but no one cleaned it up for him.

On the ninth day, he had a hard time.

Day 10.

He is already a hundred years old.

The call in his heart became stronger and stronger. The devil's soft call kept bewitching and seducing him in his ears. He opened his mouth wide and breathed the foul smell in the room.

"Huff."

The sound of the blacksmith pulling the bellows kept ringing in the room.

It gives people a sense of discomfort.

This is a breath of a person who is about to reach the end of his life.

At this time.

His eyes were turbid and his thoughts were confused. He had a brief awakening. Looking at the moonlight rising outside the window, he seemed to see a young girl walking towards him.

A very kind smile appeared on his skinny and skinny face, and he raised his arm that made people feel very difficult, "Daughter-in-law, wife, I, I, come..."

Regarding this.

The young girl smiled and left her graceful back, slowly walking into the fog.

This is his fantasy wife.

When the young girl's back completely disappeared into the fog, his arm also fell on the bed, and the sound of bellows-like panting sounded again, but it became weaker and weaker, until it disappeared.

A hundred years old is the maximum life span per capita and the most difficult one for ordinary mortals.

A hundred years are enough to experience the various aspects of life.

He is just one of the many living beings in this world. His existence will not change the world, but just a particle that has passed by in a hurry in the long river of time.

The world will not stop operating just because there is no one.

People revolve around the world, not the world, but run because of people.

Death is the end and the rebirth.
Chapter completed!