Chapter 1 The Road Trail

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The rhythm of the falling city is always so slow, and the sun pours on the shade of the greenway, giving people a lethargic feeling.

At the gate of Luodan High School, countless jaw-dropping luxury cars and crowds gathered

As a crisp bell rang, within a moment, the entire campus was instantly boiling, and the crowd poured out of it.

Lu Xiaodao walked down the teaching building with a backpack on his back, and slowly left the campus of his three years of high school along the crowd.

Yes, the college entrance examination is over.

Unlike other students who greeted their parents as soon as they walked out of the campus, he was always alone, with his head down and out of place with the crowd, as if he had always been like this.

Familiar with the road, Lu Xiaodao came to an old newsstand on the side of the street, and picked up a newspaper to pass the time.

As the era of modern information explosion, Lu Xiaodao is still accustomed to the newspaper next to this small stall to obtain information, because he has always been a person who is very afraid of trouble. I was even too lazy to search for something from my mobile phone Baidu.

Lu Xiaodao's eyes moved downward, and the newspaper was engraved with a few bright black characters.

"In the LOL World Finals, the Chinese team was eliminated in the semifinals and was completely lost!"

Lu Xiaodao was a little interested, so he took a few more looks.

In fact, compared with LOL, which is popular all over the world, Lu Xiaodao prefers DOTA's sense of carrying in the later stage of one-person growth and heads-up world.

"Xiaodao, you can't do well in the test?" asked an old man sitting on the side.

Just after the college entrance examination, you can patiently read the newspaper on the side of the road, and it shouldn't be that you have a calm personality or that you have given up on yourself, and the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Obviously, in the eyes of the stall owner at this moment, it is definitely the latter.

"It's not unlikely. ”

Lu Xiaodao flipped through the pages of the newspaper, shook his head and said, "It's never been done." ”

Over the years, Lu Xiaodao and this old man have already become acquaintances, and naturally there is not much taboo in words.

The old man had seen too many things, so he changed the topic with a smile and said, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Lu Xiaodao thought for a while, "Open a shop in Luocheng, or write some novels on the Internet, and make a living." ”

This is not casual nonsense, but Lu Xiaodao really has this plan, life is not easy, and Lu Xiaodao agrees with these big words from the bottom of his heart.

I'm tired enough, why are you still working so hard?

"I'm young, don't say arrogant, but I always have to be a little impulsive, it's not okay to live like this. The old man shook his head.

Lu Xiaodao didn't answer, not because he didn't know, but because he had been attracted by the content in his hand.

At the bottom of the newspaper is the most inconspicuous message.

A middle-aged man jumped from the 18th floor and left unscathed, disappearing in an instant. ”

....

In recent years, there have been more and more reports of this, and there have been stories of people floating hundreds of meters in the air and racing with pigeons.

He had actually thought that one day the whole world would be turned upside down, and those who walked on the earth could fly in the sky, and those who flew in the sky could swim in the sea, and then the whole world might be a little more interesting.

But then I thought about it seriously and forgot it, if the world was in chaos after that, and all kinds of demons and monsters appeared, wouldn't he just hide in the corner and wait for death?

It's better to be safe, God, don't let me suddenly deviate from the style.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaodao silently put down the newspaper, and then said hello to the old man at the stall, "Uncle is gone, next time I will buy some oranges to see you." ”

The old man smiled and said, "I'll eat a few, and I'll give you the rest." ”

Lu Xiaodao was shocked and said, "Uncle, it's not kind." ”

"Stinky boy, every time I come to read a free book, I still take advantage of the old man, do you really think I'm an antique?"

The old man laughed, with a face that had gone through vicissitudes, and his smile was like a sunset in the evening, warm but not dazzling.

"Ahaha. ”

Lu Xiaodao didn't have this state of mind, and he didn't notice anything unusual, so he just patted his ass and left.

Lu Xiaodao's home is in a simple community in the north of the city, which is said to be a community, but it is actually a dilapidated residential building, and every month there will be a thick man with a cigarette in his mouth to collect rent. Lu Xiaodao has lived here since he left the orphanage at the age of sixteen.

To reach the north of the city, you have to go through a long road section, the road trail walks on the bridge, the sun shines on his slightly pale and delicate face, not handsome, but revealing the breath of youth.

He raised his head slightly, feeling the hot ball above his head, and then he realized.

It turns out that summer has arrived.

Lu Xiaodao is eighteen years old this year, he has no outstanding abilities, his brain circuits are complex and strange, and he is an ordinary member of thousands of teenagers, at most he is a little sullen.

The so-called people are about to enter their favorite university after the college entrance examination, be with the girl they like, and stay up all night to play games without the control of their parents. The next few years, which are tempting for many, will have no impact on the life of the trail.

"What are you eating today?"

Lu Xiaodao thought about this issue, which was more important to him than the college entrance examination, and a poignant sound of breaking the air exploded at this moment.

Lu Xiaodao was subconsciously shocked, looking around, the sun was hot, and at this time, he was the only one walking on the remote bridge.

There was another boom, and the sound was at the bottom of the bridge, and this time the whole bridge began to shake slightly.

"Where are the monsters, I'll wipe it!"

Lu Xiaodao was startled, but his keen intuition did not make him look straight at the bottom of the bridge, but quickly hid in the corner next to the bridge fence.

"Alien Wars?Ability Fight?Or the Avengers?"

Lu Xiaodao squatted on the ground and said silently: "Anyway, you can't see me, you can't see me." The boy lowered his head like an ostrich with its head buried in the desert.

As the minutes ticked by, it seemed that silence had returned to the surroundings, except for the sound of a similar and violent impact from earlier.

There was silence.

Just when Lu Xiaodao couldn't help but open his eyes, a purple-blue light flew away from the bridge, and then disappeared in the sky in an instant.

That light seemed to turn into a meteor in the distance.

Lu Xiaodao looked at this scene dumbfounded, he wanted to convince himself that there was no person in that light, that was not a person, that was not a person....

But it's a person!

Lu Xiaodao forced himself to accept this fact with reason, and after a while, he remembered something and ran towards the bottom of the bridge.

At the bottom of the bridge is a sloping cement slab, which is mostly shaded by the bridge deck, and at this moment there is a large pit visible to the naked eye in that shadow, and in the big pit there is a middle-aged man covered in blood and dust.

Lu Xiaodao approached here, and in an instant, a short sword of more than three inches flew up beside the unconscious man, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his head.

The sword body is snow-white, and the coolness is compelling, this is probably the so-called sword qi in the novel?

Lu Xiaodao was stunned when he saw the sword, and for some reason, instead of being afraid, an indescribable sense of familiarity ignited in his heart.

That feeling, like the cold winter and the snow, the summer and the sun, will eventually meet again after thousands of years.

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