The blue sky and white sun, the scorching sun in the sky, the weather that can kill people, Zheng Ya was struck by thunder, his whole body was numb, his head was dizzy, and with a bang, Zheng Ya was inexplicably chopped down on the brick moving site. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that only a moment has passed, and it seems that a long time has passed, Zheng Ya heard someone calling himself: Zheng Ya, Zheng Ya

Zheng Ya felt that someone was pushing her.

A little dazed, he opened his eyes and saw a pair of concerned eyes, and he didn't understand what was going on, Zheng Ya asked a little puzzled: Uncle Chen, what's wrong with me?

Uncle Chen's honest face showed a hint of concern: Xiaoya, you were stunned by thunder, how do you feel now, it's okay.

Struck by lightning?

Zheng Ya felt a little dizzy, and under Lang Lang, he was actually struck by lightning.

Moving his arms and legs, feeling his own state, feeling that there was nothing serious, his hands were propped on the ground, Zheng Ya stood up straight, and then smiled at the migrant workers around him who were concerned about him, and whispered: I'm fine, just rest for a while, Uncle Chen, Uncle Zhang, you go get busy, by the way, how long have I been dizzy?

Uncle Zhang showed a relieved expression on his face, stretched out his thick palm, patted Zheng Ya's shoulder, and said with a smile: Soon, it will only be a minute, this is not too late to call 120, this thunder is not unusual.

Seeing that Zheng Ya was fine, the younger migrant worker laughed, and also stretched out his hand to slap Zheng Ya, and said with a smile: I said Yazi, you shouldn't have done something bad that angered people and resented people, the blue sky and the white day were actually hit by the thunder, hahaha, laughed at me, this thunder seems to be coming specifically at you.

The huge palm strength made his shoulders hurt slightly, Zheng Ya grinned, exhaled, and said angrily: Brother Ma, you know, I am filial to my parents, respect my teachers, unite my classmates, have three positive views, and correct my facial features.

After Zheng Ya finished speaking, several migrant workers felt that he was really nothing serious, talked and laughed, and went to work in their hands.

Zheng Ya shook his head, calmed down, and was ready to move bricks, but there was no way, the family was poor, and he had to subsidize the family by moving bricks.

As soon as he took a few steps, Zheng Ya felt dizzy, and in his mind, he suddenly felt that his consciousness was split into two as if it was an instant.

Then, a strange self seemed to say: Brother Ma is not wrong, Lei really refers to you for splitting.

Zheng Ya was shocked, couldn't help rubbing his eyes, looked left and right, and found that several migrant workers were already busy with their own work, and no one talked to him at all.

Who was it just now? Could it be that he was struck by lightning and hallucinated, or was Zheng Ya thinking, shouldn't he be a ghost?

At this time, in his mind, the self spoke again: You didn't see a ghost, but I saw a ghost, what a ghost, a good breakthrough in cultivation, I actually met Tianlei, what kind of ghost is this, and who are you? Ah, what's going on with such a tall building? Good boy, there's a tin on the road, oh my god, what the hell did I see

In Zheng Ya's mind, a series of garbled information appeared.

There was so much information that Zheng Ya was dizzy for a while.

Involuntarily, Zheng Ya stumbled forward a few steps, and with a bang, he hit a wall pillar.

The sound of the impact once again made the three migrant workers tilt their heads and look at Zheng Ya.

Uncle Chen asked with concern: Xiaoya, are you okay?

Zheng Ya settled down and said quickly: It's okay, I was a little dizzy and hit the pillar.

Brother Ma laughed: Yazi, Yazi, don't think that your little diamond drill can drill the pillar, hahaha, take it easy.

Uncle Zhang said with concern: Xiaoya, it seems that it is not suitable for you to move bricks in this situation, you should go back and rest first.

Zheng Ya felt dizzy, but even more uneasy, and the nonsense in his mind made Zheng Ya very frightened, not knowing what was wrong with him, or what he had encountered.

Swinging his head, Zheng Ya barely squeezed out a smile and said to Uncle Zhang: Okay, then I'll rest today, and I'll come back tomorrow

Saying goodbye to a few migrant workers, walking out of the brick-moving construction site, standing at the intersection, waiting for the bus home, what scared Zheng Ya happened again.

There's still one of myself yelling: Hell, hell, what kind of place is this? God, what kind of clothes is the little girl wearing on the other side, showing her arms and legs, what kind of body she has become, what kind of body she has become

Zheng Ya stumbled, couldn't give up, got into the bus, leaned on the back of the bus, closed his eyes tightly, seemed to close his eyes to recuperate, but in his consciousness, the world had been turned upside down.

Zheng Ya can be sure that he is in a situation.

Big picture.

It's a lot like the legendary schizophrenia, and it's also like the legendary ghost possession, in short, it's very abnormal.

After half a ring, Zheng Ya finally mustered up the courage and asked herself: Who are you? Why is it in my consciousness?

Zheng Ya thought that he was purely talking to himself and couldn't get an answer.

But I didn't expect to say the answer to myself: I am Datang Zheng Guan, who are you? What is this place? What dynasty and what era?

Zheng Guan?

What dynasty and what era?

Zheng Ya was suddenly flustered, he finally knew for sure: he really hit the jackpot.

As a descendant of the Zheng family, there are few people who don't know the ancestor Zheng Guan, after all, although the whereabouts of Zheng Guan in history are unknown, he is definitely the pride of the Zheng family, and he is also the number one idol he Zheng Ya has admired since he was a child, and the idol degree is even higher than Bruce Lee.

Zheng Guan, the only champion in Chinese history who has both civil and military skills.

According to the historical records, Zheng Guan, in 823, was the champion of the high Chinese department, and in 828, he was also the champion of the martial arts, and the official was promoted to Hubu Langzhong.

According to historical records, Zheng Guan, talented and eight-dignified, Wen Ke Anbang, Wu Ke Enemy Country, he is extremely good at calligraphy.

However, Zheng Guan in history eventually became a mystery of life and death, and he didn't know what to do.

After a long time, half-asleep, half-asleep, as if awake from sleep, on the rickety bus, Zheng Ya was frightened and at a loss to basically figure out his bad situation.

To put it simply, Zheng Ya knew that she was sick.

Not long ago, Zheng Ya read an online classical fairy "Nine Refinements and Returning to Immortals" in his spare time, which expounded such a theory, the reason why human beings can become the head of a hundred spirits, the subconscious is fundamental.

The book says that the subconscious mind can store the experience and memory fragments of human ancestors, and subtly help future generations grow up quickly, and some experiences can even be directly absorbed and digested by future generations to create some geniuses.

Now, Zheng Ya feels that her situation is a bit similar to awakening the subconscious memory of the ancestor Zheng Guan. It's just that Zheng Guan's memory and consciousness are too complete, it is not a fragment, but a whole copy in his own consciousness.