If Luo Cheng opened his eyes at this moment, he would definitely find that a huge crack suddenly opened in the place where he fell, and a rotating black hole in the crack swallowed it in the blink of an eye, and after a while, the black hole disappeared with Luo Cheng, as if they had never existed.

But the earthquake was real, not his hallucination. Because it happened to be May 12, 2008.

(Once again, I mourn the victims of the Sichuan earthquake, and hope that every victim will be as lucky as a pig's foot, reborn as a human being, and become a human being; of course.) This kind of good luck is also given to friends who are not happy in real life, and I hope that we can also have such a chance to control our own destiny. ）

In the dream, the staggering Sanbao was in a fog, not far away, a sturdy boy and a blood-red strange bird were biting each other, both sides were bleeding from their heads, covered in blood, it seemed that the strange bird had the upper hand slightly, the boy gradually lost his support, and Sanbao walked over in a daze.

"You evil animal, you dare to mutilate human beings, I will kill you, kill you......"

Poof.

Sambo lifted his arm with great effort, and then hit the strange bird on the head hard............

The two of them and one bird mingled together......

Belch......

"It hurts, it's like I'm falling apart, there shouldn't be any pain when I die, isn't it dead yet?"

The first thing Sanbao felt after waking up was pain, up and down his body, from the inside out, to the piercing pain, and then he thought that he didn't seem to be dead, with his experience in studying medicine for several years, jumping off such a high cliff, there was absolutely no way to live.

"Young Master Cheng, are you finally awake?" God forbid, I thought it was ......!" Under the bright moonlight, in the grass not far away, a faint voice suddenly came out.

I don't know what language he spoke, but I was surprised that Sambo was able to understand it perfectly.

San Bao turned his head to look, only to find that a white-haired old man was lying in the grass a few meters away from him.

The old man is dressed in black, and he looks like an assassin in a martial arts drama, but the wrinkled old face shows that this is probably an old man, and looking at his dead face, I am afraid that the situation will not be better than himself.

"What kind of place is this, I remember that the place where I jumped off the cliff was a reef, how did it turn into green grass, obviously not the bottom of Luojia Mountain! Where did I go?" San Bao struggled to remember what he could think of.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to, when you think about things, Sanbao only feels that the world is spinning, as if there are countless steel needles piercing your mind, and you have no choice but to stop thinking.

"Let's help this old man up first, he should know what's going on~" Regardless of the pain all over his body, Sanbao struggled to get up and slowly paced towards the old man.

Is it day or night, the day is not so dark, and the night is not so bright? Sambo looked up and saw that the moon in the sky was big and round.

This, what is this place?

Why is the moon so big, is this the legendary underworld?

"Ah, what is this?"

As soon as San Bao got up, he found that there was a huge strange bird corpse beside him, like an eagle, but it was much larger than an ordinary eagle, and it was covered in red hair, but it was all messy at the moment.

Not only that, but the grass around the strange bird was also blood-red, and the whole venue was in a mess, full of chicken feathers. The three treasures who were shocked screamed strangely.

But as soon as he spoke, Sambo startled himself again.

"Why is my voice like this?"

Sanbao found that his voice had become extremely childish, like that of an eight- or nine-year-old boy, and although he understood the language he spoke, it had nothing to do with the Chinese he used to speak.

"I said young master, don't be surprised, I'm seriously injured now, we can't stay in this place for long, we have to find a safe place......" The old man said sadly.

"Young Master Cheng?" this title almost made Sanbao crazy, as if no one had ever called himself that, and as if others had always called him like this, Sanbao's head was a mess.

"Old man, you, who are you? I don't know you, do I?" After not thinking much, Sanbao came to the old man, slowly helped the old man to sit up, and asked out loud.

"Ahem, ahem, what? You don't recognize me, Young Master Cheng, I'm thirteen, oh my God! How can this be? Could it be that when I melted your blood, I damaged my soul? I lost my memory, hey, but I'm lucky, I survived......

The old man sighed slowly and lightly.

"Old man, I'm afraid you're mistaken, I'm just out of love, unemployed, or even heartless, but I don't have amnesia~" Sanbao himself was also sore, so he sat next to the old man, shook his head and said.

Although the world is hot and cold, for such an old man in his last years, and it is such a wild night, San Bao still has a sense of sympathy, maybe there is a feeling of sympathy.

"Hey, okay then, I won't say it, now is not the time to speak, I'll breathe, you think about it first, we'll go there to hide later......"

The old man pointed to a mountain peak a few miles away on the opposite side, and said breathlessly.

"Old man, what kind of strange bird do you say this guy who looks like an eagle but not an eagle, and why is it so huge? ”

This is obviously the strange bird that Sanbao met in his sleep, but Sanbao can't remember it.

"Hey, I think you really have amnesia, and you don't even know the Red Flame Eagle who melted your blood for you~" The old man smiled bitterly, and he was so sad that he didn't speak anymore, looking like he was all lost.

Of course, this is only the understanding of the Three Jewels, in fact, the old man is practicing with his eyes closed.

"Okay, okay, old man, don't be sad, I'll think about it again and see if I can think of anything!"

Seeing the old man look so discouraged, Sanbao felt an extra feeling out of thin air.

Sanbao had a feeling that the old man didn't lie to himself, but he really didn't remember anything, could it really be that he had amnesia.

Think about it......

Think again......

"Yes, I am indeed Young Master Cheng, living in a very remote small courtyard in Lanjing City, and there is only one guard and subordinate named Thirteen, it seems to be this old man's ......" Suddenly, an incomplete memory fragment appeared in Sanbao's mind.

"Ah, it hurts~" Sanbao was about to remember something more, but his brain began to hurt again, and Sanbao had to stop.

"Reincarnation?"

Such an idea popped into Sambo's mind.

Looking down, I realized: "This is true~" Because the current "self" is not the previous self at all, this body is clearly an eight or nine-year-old child.

No wonder, no wonder......

In just a moment, Sambo understood a lot of things.

"Is this really a dream again?"

"Woo......"

With a few wolf howls from the other side of the valley, San Bao only felt that the hairy bones were towering, oh my God, what kind of broken place is this, there is a group of wolves coming.

"That, that thirteen, I remember who I am, you don't have to be sad, it's just that there seems to be a pack of wolves in the distance, what should we do?"

Ants are still stealing life, not to mention people, there is really no way for Sanbao to jump off the cliff before, but at this moment he has regained his life, how can this make Sanbao unhappy.

"It's okay, those beasts are just tempting, don't come here so quickly, this is the territory of the Red Flame Eagle, they don't dare to come over casually, in a quarter of an hour, I'll take you out of here!" Thirteen didn't move, and said lightly.

"That's good, that's good~" For this most familiar stranger, Thirteen, Sanbao has an instinctive trust.

The Red Flame Eagle should be talking about this dead bird, but looking at his size, he was definitely the master of the tiger and the lion before his death, could it be that Thirteen, an old man who was about to die, killed him? God, what kind of world is this.

"Alright, let's go," Sambo was thinking wildly, when he was suddenly stopped by a withered eagle's claw, and with a whoosh, he hurried towards the mountain peak in front of him.

"Thirteen, I didn't expect you to be so old, and you are as powerful as an ox, and even running is like a cunning rabbit?" San Bao exclaimed.

Thirteen looks like an old man of seventy or eighty years old, and when he moves, he is extremely agile, which is a little weirder than the spirit monkey and cunning rabbit.

"Young Master Cheng, are you making fun of me, or are you really amnesia?" Thirteen smiled bitterly.

"I only remember the Lanjing Courtyard and you, and I can't remember anything else~" Sanbao replied honestly.

"Hey, you remember the old slave so well, it's not in vain that the old slave desperately took you here~" Thirteen was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved.

Soon, the two of them came to the foot of the mountain, and Sanbao looked up to see that a black mountain was several thousand meters high, and various shrubs of different heights were all over the mountain, and a huge black shadow stood between heaven and earth, coupled with the howling of the wind and wolves, which made Sanbao feel great pressure.

I just feel that I am too small in this sky......