Chapter 5: Rename

Tao Ran quickly collected his thoughts, and once again focused on the handsome face in the mirror.
The mixed races in this world are usually very beautiful, and Li Mochen's parents are rare handsome men and beauties. Therefore, this face of the original body of the body is of course fresh and elegant, and the affair is much stronger than Tao Ran's original body.
The only flaw is that this guy's face is slightly bluish, which seems to be a trend of insufficient nutrition.
At this time, Tao Ran lost his eyes and wrote the three words "Li Mochen" in the mirror with his hands dipped in water, and then there was a silence.
He thought that no matter what he was before or what he was in the realm of the original dome, he could only be called Li Mochen in this world. In the future, the name Tao Ran can only be hidden in his memory.
This is not only to better integrate the remnants of Li Mochen, as soon as possible to blend in with the flesh and water, and to be one body, but also to stand in this world.
Tao Ran can feel the repulsion and squeeze of this world to him when he enters this body. It is for this reason that he chose fusion at the beginning, rather than the simpler "swallowing" and "melting".
But this method can only help you in a hurry. Before he and Li Mochen's remnant souls were truly integrated, regardless of each other, he was still an outsider in this world.
Then many monks in this world deserve to be vigilant.
According to the memory of the original body of the body, the state of Mahayana Tao Ran reached in the realm of the original dome is only equivalent to the ‘legend’ of the west in this realm, and the ‘practicing emptiness’ of the eastern repair world.
It is unimaginable that there are so many powerful people above him in this world!
His honorary name in the realm of the original dome is ‘Shenxiao Promise Purple Deficiency Fairy King’, but this is only the seal of the Langya Heavenly Dynasty, and the name is not true. However, in this world, there really exist kings of gods and gods.
Tao Ran guessed that an outsider like himself should not be welcomed by monks in this world, so he still needs to converge to the top to avoid being seen abnormal.
If you want to show no flaws, you usually have to start with small things, and you must not be negligent in ‘self-awareness’.
Think of it like this, he is really worried about internal and external troubles now, and his steps are difficult.
" Li Mochen, Andre Lee Wiltonstein? Well, I wish you a new life."
After Li Mochen sighed in the American tone, he began to brush his teeth and wash. After losing the body of Mahayana, he no longer has the body of the quiet glaze, and his face is a little oily if not washed for a day.
Waiting to clean himself, Li Mochen came out and carefully looked at his residence.
This room is small and dark, cold and wet. The walls of the four walls are mottled and fall off due to disrepair, and the room is filled with a musty smell.
Can only be seen from this residence, his former owner of the body, the current life should be extremely embarrassing.
This is consistent with the situation in Li Mochen's memory. Two months after the accident, the original owner could no longer afford the property purchased by his parents' loan. However, in accordance with the current laws of the American Federation, when the bank took back this property, it also leased him this house as a place to stay for a year.
However, Li Mochen's character should be very diligent, all corners of the room are spotless, and the bedding and quilt covers on the bed are also clean, without any smell.
It's just that the refrigerator is already empty, not even a bit of breadcrumbs. The original owner had consumed all the food reserves before he borrowed his weight to regenerate.
Li Mochen touched his mumbling belly, and his face showed a helpless look again.
Since he cultivated to reach the realm of the valley, he could eat and drink for a long time, and if he did n’t drink or eat, how long had he never experienced this feeling of hunger?
There is no way, his body is only the third-level magic swordsman, far from the realm of Pigu. What's more, there is no such thing as an American culture system, even the Eastern civilization that is somewhat similar to the original dome.
Everyone here is edible. I think that the more one eats, the better it eats, the faster the strength grows and the stronger the body.
This is probably due to the difference in environment. The resources of the original dome are lacking, and the Yuan spirit is weak, so the practitioners all pay attention to ‘combining the virtue with the heavens and the earth, and illuminating the sun and the moon’. Not only when practicing, to use as little as possible the spirit of the world, but also to protect those treasures of heaven, earth, and rare animals, and not to pick and kill excessively.
According to the saying here, it is to integrate into nature and protect nature. When practicing, you must pay attention to environmental protection and avoid waste.
But in the world of the original owner, whether it is material or elemental spirit, it is so rich that it is unbelievable.
-At least in his opinion, all the spiritual systems in the original master's memory, if placed on the boundary of the original vault, will most likely be regarded as demons.
Li Mochen has no entanglement in this regard, nor does he feel that he has a position to despise or accuse the practitioners of this world.
Is different in the environment, and the angle of seeing things is naturally different. What's more, people in this world are actually aware of this problem.
In short, he is ready to go into the countryside to follow the customs, all kinds of rare treasures in this world, strange medicine, can help him to restore his strength as soon as possible.
It is just a matter of urgency, so I have to fill my stomach first.
So Li Mochen searched the memory again, and moved the corner of a desk in the corner to reveal a hidden shallow pit below. There is a pile of banknotes in different amounts.
Li Mochen counted a total of five hundred and sixty gold shields, which is all the original owner's property. According to the current price of Amerika, this will probably allow him to live for a month, which is really poor--
It was at this moment that he heard the sound of a "Tuk Tuk" knock on the door of this house, and William's male voice came from the door: "Amo, have you slept enough? We have to go to work . "
After an overnight, Li Mochen didn't react for a while. It was not until twenty seconds later that he realized that the visitor outside was calling himself.
After recovering, he took a piece of money out of the stack of banknotes and put it in his pocket. The rest was rolled into a ball by him, ready to be stuffed back into the corner of the table.
But then he frowned slightly, feeling that this way of hiding money was not appropriate.
Li Mochen took a closer look first, then kicked his legs, and walked lightly along the wall, placing the roll of banknotes on the ceiling, behind the lampshade of the fluorescent lamp.
In the memory of the original owner, the security of the American Federation is polarized.
Li Mochen used to live in the rich area, UU reading www.uukanshu. Because of the efforts of a large number of patrol officers, the public security is good. However, he is now in the neighborhood called ‘Rangers’, which obviously cannot enjoy this treatment.
This is just a slum in the south of Atlanta, where a group of poor ghosts settled, and a large number of blacks and illegal immigrants with no fixed work flooded it. There was also a public house built by the government specifically for the placement of blacks. Therefore, on both sides of the street, women standing on the street and black men selling various drugs are everywhere. Robberies and thefts are common. There may be a group of people on the street at any time pulling out their guns and shooting each other. Or maybe a group of powerful
outlaws
who use their abilities unscrupulously in the streets.
When the original owner first moved over, he had suffered two losses and was looted.
Li Mochen grew up in martial arts with his father since childhood, but swordsmanship has actually entered the room. Facing the firearm behind him, he was helpless.
After he learned to be smart, every time he went out, he would try to call friends and friends, and would never carry more than ten gold shields of money. The rest of the property is kept at home.
But Li Mochen felt that the original owner's idea was still too simple. For those thieves, the money hidden under the corner of the desk is actually not safe. For the sake of perfection, there is still a more appropriate way.
When Li Mochen was in the realm of the original dome, he was a stingy master. Now that the tiger is in Pingyang, there is a trend of intensifying.
The five hundred and sixty gold shields are now his complete net worth and the foundation of his present standing. There is no room for loss.
While Li Mochen carefully inspected the fluorescent lamp above to determine whether there were any traces left, the door knocking sounded again ‘Tuk Tuk’.
"Hey! Amo, Andrea, why haven't you moved yet? Are you asleep?"