Cultivation Shura Field

Cultivation Shura Field

Author: Bei Guishan

Summary:

As a reborn person who is only interested in making money, Xu Zhe feels very wronged.

It was just a matter of saving myself, helping others, and doing some good things within my ability - but why did it turn out like this?

"First, I don't plan on falling in love too early. In my eyes, you are really just little brats. Don't ask me why I feel this way. If you ask, it's because I'm precocious."

"Secondly, I have been single since birth. I am a straight guy and a otaku. I am not suitable for dating. So, this kind of thing is impossible... right?"

1. Chapter 1 001 Second Life

1.

After graduating from elementary school, Xu Zhe knew very well that no girl would like him.

Because during the trip with his parents that summer, the tour bus was involved in a car accident, and both his parents died. As for Xu Zhe himself, although he was lucky enough to survive and didn't stay in the hospital for too long, he was left with an old illness. Moreover, his facial features were all dislocated, and he was completely disfigured.

Subsequent investigations showed that the cause of the accident was that the driver had a sudden heart attack, causing the bus to lose control on the mountain road.

From then on, he gave up all his unrealistic fantasies. Of course, he had to survive no matter what, and he could make do with it even if he had a bad hand. Xu Zhe developed a lonely and autistic personality. He finished college with a scholarship and did outsourcing online coding. The income was actually not bad, and one person could feed the whole family, and he could play games and read novels, so he lived a good life.

But the sequelae of the car accident never let him go, causing him to suffer from concurrent inflammation for many years. And on a winter night when he was 26, the sudden intensification of the pain made him black out...

Xu Zhe never thought that he would wake up again. He never expected that when he opened his eyes again, he would be in that bus.

Is this rebirth? Rebirth to the time before the car accident?

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?"

The clear girl's voice next to him drew his attention back.

Turning his head slightly following the sound, Xu Zhe saw the girl sitting next to him.

She was just like me now, she had just graduated from elementary school and was still twelve years old. She was thin and small, her skin was not particularly white, but rather rosy, with a healthy glow. The girl's hair was not long, and the single ponytail behind her head was a little forced.

At first glance, she seems to have a tomboyish temperament, but when her big eyes stare at me, they twinkle, which is very cute.

After a brief recollection, Xu Zhe remembered that the girl was the daughter of his father's colleague, named Tang Lingfei. Because the two adults had a good relationship, they had been in contact with each other since childhood and lived close to each other, so perhaps they could be considered childhood sweethearts?

But this little childhood sweetheart also lost her life in the car accident, along with her parents...

But is it too late to change everything now?

Xu Zhe stood up.

Looking past the front seat, he saw the driver's back and the winding mountain road ahead.

Already entered the mountains?

Xu Zhe's heart couldn't help but tighten.

At this moment, the bus turned a corner, and the inertia caused Xu Zhe's center of gravity to shake violently. He grabbed the top of the front seat with both hands to maintain his standing position.

Tang Lingfei asked: "Why did you stand up?"

Hearing the little girl's voice, Xu Zhe's mother in the front row also looked back and said, "Sit down. It's too dangerous to stand."

Xu Zhe shook his head: "It's also dangerous to sit, unless you fasten your seat belts."

Among the twenty or thirty passengers around, almost no one fastened their seat belts obediently, including the Xu family's parents who were sitting in front of the two children, and the Tang family's parents who were sitting behind the children.

Noticing this problem, Xu Zhe simply buckled the girl next to him, and then buckled the seat belts for the four elders. After all, no matter what method he used to stop the car, he was not sure it would succeed. It would be much safer to have someone buckle up first.

Most of the other passengers were sleeping or chatting. Two or three people noticed the child's unusual behavior, but they didn't take it seriously. Xu Zhe didn't want to persuade these strangers to fasten their seat belts. Besides, he couldn't guarantee that wearing seat belts would save his life.

"Xiaozhe is so safety-conscious?" Uncle Tang did not stop him, but just smiled.

Mr. Xu unbuckled the seat belt impatiently.

Seeing this, Xu Zhe immediately buttoned it up for him again.

"What are you doing, son?"

"do not move!"

Xu Zhe's expression and tone were quite serious, which actually stunned his parents for a moment.

Then he glanced at the front row and found that the driver's left hand was still supporting the steering wheel, but his right hand was covering his chest, and his posture was a little curled up.

Xu Zhe took a deep breath and wanted to scream, but then he thought that the incident happened too suddenly and it would be useless even if he screamed his throat out.

So what should I do? I wanted to find an excuse, even make a scene to get the car to stop, but now it seems too late...

He glanced back.

He saw his parents, Tang Lingfei, and her parents all sticking their heads out to stare at him. Judging from everyone's posture, the restraining effect of the seat belt was probably quite limited. In an instant, he realized that simply buckling the seat belt might not be useful, because there was no adjustment for tightness, and the straps should be in the most relaxed state.

Well, it’s too late for all that, the only way left is the last one.

Xu Zhe rushed over, ran to the driver's side, and shouted: "He's having a heart attack!"

Before he finished speaking, and before anyone else had time to react, Xu Zhe had already gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

When I looked down again, I saw that the driver had a ferocious look on his face and his eyes were tightly closed.

"Brake, brake..." the driver muttered, and his right leg twitched twice.

Xu Zhe immediately realized that the driver probably didn't have the strength to brake. He glanced nervously. The road ahead was still straight, but the next bend was clearly visible.

"No strength to pedal? Is that the brake under your foot?"

Hearing the boy's question, the driver struggled to nod.

Xu Zhe simply sat on the driver's right leg and pressed his foot hard on the brake pedal.

The screech of brakes sounded.

"Ahhhh-"

"Depend on!"

"what happened!"

There were cries of surprise in the bus, accompanied by the dull thud of many people's heads hitting the front seat.

The car stopped, but Xu Zhe didn't dare to relax. He stepped on the driver's right foot, making the driver's right foot step on the brake tightly. At the same time, he turned his head to find the handbrake and pulled it hard.

"What are you doing, kid?" Father ran over.

"The driver had a heart attack."

Father Xu glanced at the driver, realized the problem, and immediately said, "Put the gear down."

Xu Zhe: "How to hang up?"

"You step on the clutch, yes, that's it."

Father Xu quickly shifted gears, checked the handbrake to make sure the car wouldn't slip, and turned on the hazard lights.

It was not until then that a group of tourists gathered around.

"What's going on...what happened to the driver?"

"The driver fainted!"

"Oh my god, this is..."

The father touched his son's head and whispered, "Okay, come down."

Xu Zhe left the driver's seat, squeezed through the crowd, and returned to his original seat.

As soon as he leaned back in the chair, he realized that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

A circle of people had gathered around the driver's seat. Seeing the unconscious driver, they realized how dangerous it was. The bus had almost reached the gates of hell, but was pulled back by a little boy.

Several adults looked at Xu Zhe with surprise in their eyes.

Tang Lingfei, who was standing next to him, turned pale and leaned close to his ear to whisper, "What happened just now?"

Xu Zhe couldn't help but laugh: "Second life."

Tang Lingfei: "What?"

Xu Zhe didn't say anything else, but just looked at the bright sunshine outside the window with a smile on his face.

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I am a newbie with a lot of passion, and I want to tell a good story about youth and growth. If you are interested, please... collect, recommend, and read it! ! (kneeling and bowing)

Chapter 2 002 I Want

2023-09-06

The tour group returned to the hotel where they stayed last night.

The original travel plan was naturally shelved. It was already late, and the tour guide had booked rooms for everyone. As for what to do tomorrow, it all depended on how the tourists and the travel agency discussed it.

Tang Lingfei jumped off the bus and looked back to see Xu Zhe being harassed by a middle-aged man over 1.80 meters tall outside the door.

The curious girl quietly moved over and listened to the conversation between Xu Zhe and the uncle.

Uncle: "Come on, take this."

Xu Zhe: "Is this...PSP?"

Uncle: "Yes, it's my son's game console. I really don't have anything good to give him. Kids your age should all like this, right?"

Behind the middle-aged man followed a big boy with a sad face: "Dad, I..."

"What are you talking about? You should be in high school now, why are you still playing this? And if it weren't for them, we would all be dead. What's wrong with giving a mere game console to someone else?"

The uncle drove his son away without mercy.

Xu Zhe smiled and stretched out his hand: "Thank you, uncle..."

However, at this moment, his father Xu Guowei came over, also with a smile on his face. He took the game console from his son and said, "Thank you."

The uncle quickly advised: "Don't be polite to me! We are the ones who should say thank you. Let the child keep the game console. It's okay for the child to play with it occasionally."

Xu Guowei thought about it and nodded: "That's right. Then I'll keep it for him first."

Xu Zhe: "..."

What's the difference between having something like this kept by my dad and being locked directly in a safe?

As soon as the PSP was taken away, the uncle said goodbye, and then a middle-aged aunt came.

The aunt also wanted to express her gratitude: "My daughter is going to high school, so I'm leaving a complete set of junior high school textbooks and study materials. I'll send them to you when we get back..."

Xu Guowei's eyes lit up: "This is good!"

There was a "puff" sound from not far away. It was the girl who tried to hold back her laughter but failed. Xu Zhe turned his head and saw that it was indeed Tang Lingfei.

He walked over.

Seeing him coming over, Tang Lingfei teased him, "How's it going? Are you angry?"

Xu Zhe's face did not show any resentment, he just said calmly: "It's normal. It would be strange if my dad would let me play games. But I do have a question for you. Do you have a computer at home?"

The girl nodded: "Yes."

Xu Zhe smiled.

Just now in the car, he had thought about it silently. Now that he was reborn and had avoided a tragic car accident, what should he do next? Should he go to school like a normal child?

If I think about it, there is nowhere else to go except school. But since I have a new life, I will take advantage of my ability to predict the future. Copy songs? Copy books? Invest in stocks?

Copying songs seemed feasible, but he had no musical background and didn't know how difficult it would be.

He rejected the idea of ​​copying books. Just thinking about the life of typing every day, he felt that it was a waste of the advantage of being born again.

Stock trading... I don't have the capital and I can't open an account if I'm underage. But if I talk to my parents and ask them to invest, it seems that it's not a bad idea.

Besides this, what other options are there?

Xu Zhe thought of his previous major, programming.

Outsource work online? Write a game script? Pay college students to do their graduation projects? It seems like both are possible.