In the early morning, a layer of mist lingers around Qingcheng Mountain, and the rising sunlight passes through the mist through the gaps between the leaves, reflecting a series of charming bands of light, starting from the foot of the mountain and spreading to all parts of Qingcheng Mountain.

Climb the stairs and go up a Taoist temple rooted in the highest part of Qingcheng Mountain, and the road from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain is composed of bluestone steps.

Walking through the wooden windowsill of the temple, you can see a young man in his twenties lying on his back on a bed, surrounded by a group of people.

The young man had a thin face, with endless exhaustion on his face, and his face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper, as if he was riddled with diseases, and it seemed that he had not lived long.

But the strange thing is that the young man's eyes are very bright, which makes people surprised.

There is a wooden bookshelf against the wall, and there are many books on the shelf, some of which have names, some of which have no names, and even some of which you can feel the smell of its ancient, well, historical just by looking at its appearance. It's all so quaint.

"Xiaofan, hold on a little longer, you have to believe in your mother, there will definitely be a doctor who can cure you. A beautiful woman in her thirties with eyes that looked very similar to Lin Yifan, covered her mouth and nose with her left hand, lowered her eyes, and said in a trembling voice.

The woman is Lin Yifan's mother, Li Ziyu, everything is getting better, Lin Yifan got rid of the curse of not living to be twelve years old, and his condition has not deteriorated again, who knows that today when Lin Yifan is twenty-one years old, bad news suddenly came without warning.

"Yes, brother, don't give up, you will definitely get better, maybe you will get better tomorrow. Next to the woman was a child in his early tens, who looked like Lin Yifan's younger brother.

Lin Yifan knew his situation, like the return of a dying person, he exploded the full potential of his remaining lifespan, so he was able to drag it out until today.

Lin Yifan struggled to raise his hand, but he fell weakly halfway, and his younger brother hurriedly took Lin Yifan's hand, put it in his palm, and held it tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to bring his body temperature to Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan looked at his younger brother. "Yichuan, forgive my brother for not being able to accompany you in the future, you have to be strong, be a real man, and take good care of your father and mother for your brother. ”

Listening to the endless exhaustion in his brother's voice, Lin Yichuan couldn't hold back anymore and cried bitterly.

"Dad, Mom, forgive me for dragging you down for twenty-one years. Lin Yifan stopped halfway through speaking, took a breath, and then continued

The child is not filial, so I can only let Yichuan take care of you for me. ”

There was also a man standing next to Lin Yifan's bed, the man pursed his lips tightly, frowned vigorously, and his eyes were moist.

"Child, don't say that, I only hate myself for not being able to make you a healthy person, you must not give up, believe in us and believe in yourself. Lin Yifan's father's voice was a little hoarse.

"Dad, it's okay, now I'm twenty-one, and I've earned nine years of money, really, I'm satisfied. Lin Yifan's voice was calm.

Feeling that the vitality was passing, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, Lin Yifan closed his eyes.

"I'm so sleepy, I may, want, fall asleep, thank you, Dad, Mom, Ichikawa,,,。 Lin Yichuan finally closed his eyes slowly, and a ray of golden light passed through the window and entered the room, and the corners of Lin Yifan's eyes seemed to have a crystal flash.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yifan gradually became conscious, his consciousness fell into endless darkness, he couldn't hear, he couldn't see, it seemed that he had lost all his senses, but the strange thing was that he could still think.

Lin Yifan felt that he was moving in an irregular direction, swaying. And stopped at some point.

"Am I not dead, why can I still feel my existence?" Lin Yifan was puzzled

"I'm supposed to be dead, I don't feel anything but think. "Lin Yifan

"Could it be that this is the world after death? endless darkness?" Lin Yifan

Time is ticking.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yifan slowly adapted to the current situation. He couldn't help but think of his home. Looking back on his twenty-one years of life, scenes flashed in front of his eyes like a movie.

Because of his congenital deficiencies were judged by doctors to live no more than twelve years old, since birth, his parents tried all kinds of ways to renew their lives, and found famous doctors all over the world but failed to solve it, until he was six years old, when he met a Taoist, the situation changed slightly, so from then on, Lin Yifan worshipped the Taoist as a teacher, and followed the Taoist to learn Taoist kung fu every day.

He has a book, which was passed on to the Taoist by the Taoist master, and then taught to Lin Yifan by the Taoist, the cover of the book is badly damaged, and the word inheritance can be vaguely seen, Lin Yifan likes to call it the Book of Heaven, after all, the content of the book is too mysterious, and Lin Yifan has not read it too clearly throughout his life, although his life is only twenty-one years.

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After a long time, maybe a day, maybe a month, maybe a year, Lin Yifan gradually got used to the darkness without senses.

"Any normal person can go crazy in this situation. Lin Yifan thought silently, still a little proud in his heart.

Time was still passing, Lin Yifan faintly felt that a long time had passed, and there was no clock, he could only count the seconds to time.

year

decade

century

millennium

Years

......

Counting 10,000 years, Lin Yifan felt that he was about to go crazy.

One day, at a certain moment, Lin Yifan felt his soul shake, and then his feelings around him became more sensitive, and he didn't notice this subtle change.

"I don't know how long I'm going to be like this," Lin Yifan didn't think about it for the first time.

"Poof... Suddenly, there was a whisper in the desperate silence that could swallow the light.

"What sound? Or did I hear it wrong??How could there be a sound here?" Lin Yifan suddenly heard the voice.

Lin Yifan didn't know that in fact, this kind of voice appeared a long time ago, but Lin Yifan couldn't "hear" it at that time.

A little confused, but my heart was inexplicably agitated.

"Poof~~" Suddenly, another small voice came.

"Yes, I did hear something, like a balloon had been punctured. "Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan waited intently, hoping to hear that inexplicable voice again.

"Poof...... Puff ......" A continuous voice came, making Lin Yifan sure that his judgment was correct.

"But why is there such a voice?" Lin Yifan thought carefully about his experience during this time.

"I 'woke up' again after I died, and I found that I had been moving in a certain direction"

"Maybe it's flying???Then it flew to a wall-like place and was blocked, it flew for a long time, it couldn't be an ordinary wall, it could only be towards the center of the earth, or the sky, most likely towards the sky, and then it was forced to stop after a long wait. ”

"There is only an atmosphere in the sky, am I stuck in the atmosphere??, I haven't broken through until now??So where will I drift next?? Unfortunately, I can't see it, otherwise I must be sure of my current situation. Lin Yifan now desperately wants to see it.