Early morning, November 2, 1999

A small county town in the mountainous area of Luzhong, in the early morning of late autumn.

The depth of the night reached its extreme at this moment, with clouds obscuring the stars and moon, and the cold wind tempered the atmosphere of almost despair. The sporadic dim lights, scattered far away on the deserted streets, looked like a little ghost fire in the distance, and could not dispel the terrifying night that enveloped the earth.

As if the cathode is giving birth to yang, a cloud of blue light suddenly bursts into the inky night sky, like lightning cutting through the darkness, but silently.

The blue light was bright and dark at a glance, like a thief entering the house, accidentally touching the household goods around him, and then stood still, for fear of disturbing the sleeping master.

The faint blue light hovered in the night sky for a moment, and seemed to recognize the direction, dragging the almost transparent tail flame and drifting downward. Through the clouds, through the cold winds, through the branches with only a few remaining leaves, through the icy railings and hollow corridors, through the cracks in the doors, into a room on the fourth floor.

It was apparently a bedroom, with four bunk beds on iron shelves, simple and even a little rudimentary.

Uniform snoring, muffled murmuring, and the sound of chirping teeth grinding stirred the murky air of the room mixed with the smell of shoes.

The ghost light quietly entered the room, but it was a little impatient, like a returning wanderer, who couldn't wait to enter the house, and floated straight above a sleeping person, and then weirdly, burrowed into this person's body from the nose and mouth!

The sleeping man's originally calm face suddenly distorted, and the intense and sudden pain burst out in an instant, like ten thousand steel needles inserted into the head, the person sat up suddenly, holding his head in both hands, and his open mouth made a low sound of ho-ho, in this dark night, transmitting an even more terrifying atmosphere.

He grabbed his hair with both hands, tearing and thrashing it vigorously in an attempt to relieve a trace of pain, and bean-sized drops of sweat covered his forehead and dripped down his cheeks.

The growing pain finally exceeded the limit, and finally fell backwards and passed out.

People are in a coma, but their minds seem to remain awake, a huge amount of information rushes in in an instant, and the struggle of consciousness does not last long, like a glass falling on the concrete floor, falling apart. The shattered consciousness was constantly arranged and reorganized under the stirring of countless memory fragments.

Billions of fragments of memories ravage the fragile consciousness to a pulp, and then automatically reassemble in a complex sequence, slowly merging the old and the new, and finally forming a complete new consciousness.

An hour later, the original brain was devastated in such a way that it seemed to be inspired by something that had been sleeping for a long time, and at the same time awakened the unconscious man.

This person's name is Tan Fei, originally called Tan Fei, and now, it is still Tan Fei, but this Tan Fei is no longer the original Tan Fei, in fact, it is also the original Tan Fei.

It seems to be very winding, and it is indeed winding, so after Tan Fei woke up again, he rubbed his temples with his hands, sat cross-legged on the bed and was stunned for a long time, because he kept trying to sort out what was going on.

The amount of information pouring into his mind was too amazing, and Tan Fei sat on the edge of the bed, stepping barefoot on the cold ground, stunned.

The sudden change just now was actually extremely dangerous, but Tan Fei's luck was extremely good, and after countless fragments and reorganizations in his mind, he finally gained the upper hand. He didn't die because of it, he didn't mess up his brain because of it, he didn't even become 'someone else' because of it.

The picture of the long years is like a dream, but this dream is too long, so long that it is more than a thousand years long. The dream was so real, so real that he could remember every detail.

What he didn't know was what kind of changes Fang Cai's dangerous encounters had brought him. The brain seems to have undergone supreme baptism, and it seems to be running ten million times faster. The thousand-year-old experience can be played in a very short time, just like the fast forward of a movie, but the fast forward speed is too amazing.

This seemingly complex information is actually stored in an orderly way, and as soon as the thought moves, the memory comes.

After combing through it a few times, Tan Fei finally figured out this long dream that lasted for more than a thousand years, telling the story of his life when he died in a car accident at the age of thirty-two, but his soul went to another world of cultivators, where after some adventures and struggles, he almost reached the peak, but finally died with the master of the Protoss, and the dream ended there.

Fortunately, it was just a dream, Tan Fei thought. The coldness of the soles of his feet and the pain of his nails pinching his legs reminded him that waking up was still real, and his heart calmed down a little.

It's just that the overly clear dream in his mind seems to have reminded him that it is different now, and in a trance, Tan Fei's consciousness fell into confusion again.

When he opened his eyes again, the calmness in his eyes was full of surprise and thought, obviously, this Tan Fei was no longer the Tan Fei just now.

The right hand pinched a strange posture, and then sighed, without the slightest spiritual power, fragile body, strange and distant familiar environment, cold feeling on the soles of the feet, telling himself that he really didn't seem to be dead, but he didn't expect that he would return to the past, and it would be such an ending?

It's a pity that my lover is gone, and those teachers and friends who have practiced together for thousands of years may never have the chance to meet again.

Once, when I got to that point, I realized yin and yang, passed through the five elements, knew life and death, and obsessed with it, even if it was a certain death, I finally gave myself a chance to live.

It's just that what's the point of coming back with such an ending? What can you do if you occupy your original body, where do you have the courage to start over? I'm no longer myself, it's better to sleep, and after that, it's better to return to my former self and live a different life.

I hope that this fantastic millennium journey can give me some help in the past. Now that you have let go of your obsession, you don't need to worry about it.

After making such a decision, Tan Fei slowly closed his eyes.

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The rapid and crisp ringing of the bell resounded throughout the campus, the lights in the dormitories suddenly turned on, the snoring and grinding of teeth stopped abruptly, and the wake-up bell woke up the sleeping people.

Knowing this, everyone yawned and rubbed their eyes, and crawled out of the bed with great reluctance.

Tan Fei opened his eyes, full of doubts. I seem to have been woken up by a headache, but I fell asleep again for some reason, and after falling asleep, I actually had a strange dream, in which someone said goodbye to me, and that person was actually myself? Say goodbye to yourself?

Tan Fei rubbed his head, the pain had long since disappeared, but the details of the thousand-year-old dream were still remembered clearly.

This is strange, in the past, I have been woken up by nightmares in the middle of the night, but often after falling asleep, I wake up in the morning and don't remember the dream I had, but this time it is too weird.

"How? What's uncomfortable? Do you want me to take a leave of absence from my old class? Zhao Cheng, who was sleeping on Tan Fei's top bunk, got out of bed, carried a basin and planned to go out, when he saw Tan Fei sitting on the bed rubbing his head, and asked casually.

"It's okay...... Didn't sleep well. Tan Fei lowered his head and answered.

"Then you have to hurry, you'll be late for a while, and you'll have to run ten laps on the playground." After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he kicked his slippers and walked out.

"Hey,, I had a spring dream, at a critical time, I woke up, what a!" The bed opposite Tan Fei is Wang Mo, this guy is touching his crotch with a cheap face.

There was a burst of laughter in the room.

"It's a good thing, I don't have to wash my underwear." Qin Qiang has always been unstunning, and he is endless.

Another burst of laughter.

"Good hair, grandma is a bear."

"Just go to the toilet and jerk it out in a while, it's not easy."

"Does that feel the same?"

There was a lot of chickens and dogs.

Tan Fei got dressed in the noise, went to the toilet, washed his face briefly, and then followed the flow of people pouring out of the dormitory building to the playground.

The outside temperature was already very low, and the cold wind poured into his neck, making him shiver. But I was still thinking about that strange dream, including those things in the dream, those characters, and those bizarre adventures.