Mumbai, India.

January 3, 1975 local time.

At home, Wen Hui, who got up in the morning, felt that the whole person was not good.

"India?"

"Half-breeds?"

"Amir Hui?"

"I'll it, what is this!"

Wen Hui woke up. He was frightened by the long dream last night, and when he opened his eyes, the originally spacious hotel room was gone, and the home appliances, color TVs, and duvets were all gone.

Wen Hui's face turned white, could it be that everything that happened in the dream was true?

Blinking, looking again, the mobile phone I threw at the bedside disappeared, but it had all my social information, and the suitcase placed next to the door was gone, which contained a lot of daily necessities and documents, and now disappeared out of thin air, and the place where it was placed became a desk, cluttered things.

I can't see it at all, a lot of things in the house have changed!

What shocked Wen Hui the most was the abnormal change in his body, his hands, which were originally powerless, became strong and powerful, and his body became fierce and explosive, and he was suddenly shocked! My happiness can't be bad! Wen Hui trembled and reached out to grab it down! The mouth becomes an 'O' shape, and it is a groove! It's huge! It's huge! Da !!

It's changed!

It's all changed!

Wen Hui got up from the bed in a panic and opened the curtains, the light rain outside had stopped, and there was a refreshing dampness floating in the air. Gray clouds in the sky completely obscured the sun outside the sky.

Gray affects people's mood.

However, these are nothing, Wen Hui only saw that everything outside had changed, the two rows of old paulownia trees on the side of the road had disappeared, replaced by a cistern, and the hotels and shops in the distance had also changed, turning into shantytowns, the gray roofs of the shantytowns were connected, and from a high altitude, it was like a large patched piece of waste rag lying on the ground; In the distance, the towering high-rises of the new neighborhood are all bright light tones, gleaming abruptly in the sun. However, between these two areas, there is no clear and neat dividing line, and the junction line is random and chaotic, revealing the strength of savage growth.

Wen Hui took a cursory look.

His position is at the highest point of the hillside, a sewage and mud road only one meter wide winds for hundreds of meters, stretching down from the top of the mountain, passing through more than 20,000 rooftops.

This Nima! It's clearly the slum of Mumbai, India, in memory!

Wen Hui didn't believe it, but he was indeed still traveling in Mumbai yesterday, but yesterday's scene was far less dilapidated and backward than it is now, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became!

It's haunted!

What is this?

A gust of morning breeze blew, cool and swishing.

Wen Hui sobered up a little, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "I want to calm down!" Calm down! Calm down! ”

Wen Hui, who habitually exhaled a long breath and finally relieved himself, was about to open his mouth and ask himself, 'What's going on!?' ’

At this time, knock knock, someone knocked on the door outside, and the knock was quite loud, it must have been a movement on the door panel with his hands!

Wen Hui recalled according to his memory with some trepidation, pretending not to hear.

But soon he knew that there was no way to escape, and after the man knocked a few more times, the key rang and the door opened!

"Amir Hui, it's time to eat. Why are you still standing stupidly, go wash up, and then go to school. ”

A serious voice came from afar. Wen Hui looked at the visitor, an old man who looked about forty years old, with yellow skin, a little thin, and his facial features were neither handsome nor ugly, which made people feel very ordinary. But it made Wen Hui feel relieved, because this is a Chinese.

Thunderstone.

A Chinese name, he is the father of his own body. At this moment, time seems to stand still for a second, and everything stands still!

Memories flashed through Wen Hui's mind like lightning.

"Yes, Dad, I'll go later, it's still early." Wen Hui responded with a wry smile.

Lei Shi said in Chinese, "You hurry up." ”

After speaking, this cheap dad turned around and left, what can Wen Hui say? I want to roar, how can things turn out like this!

But Wen Hui didn't do that, he didn't want to see a strange gaze.

and people's questions.

Wen Hui, who was a little flustered, forced himself to calm down and pondered, "Could it be that I encountered an online novel, the legendary time travel rebirth?" ”

"I'm afraid that's the only explanation." Wen Hui thought about it, and his heart was a little cold, so didn't he say that he would never go back? My homeland, my classmates. And my friends!

Wen Hui was silent for a while, and said, "I think now I should obediently go to wash up first, then eat breakfast, and go to school." ”

Thinking of the rattan of Father Lei in his memory, the sourness on his buttocks, temporarily made Wen Hui forced to forget those memories of the past, otherwise- what else can I do!?

Wen Hui took a deep breath and walked out of the small room, saying that it was fake not to be nervous.

"Amir Hui? What a strange name. Wen Hui complained as he walked.

Strictly speaking, Indians do not have the usual surname of the Chinese, the part after the full name represents the caste, you can take that part as their surname, if you ask Indians, generally Indians do not want to explain to you will also say that it is a surname, but in fact, from that surname, you can see the hierarchical status of the Indian in the caste system. If there is an Indian who does not want to admit that it is caste, one possibility is that he does not believe in Hinduism and the caste system is in Hinduism, and the other possibility is that he belongs to a lower caste or even no caste, that is, a pariah.

For example, if you ask a man named Kaushik, Bajpai, what his surname is, he will say that his surname is Bajpai, but in fact his surname also shows that he belongs to the Brahmin caste, which is a status symbol.

Wen Hui's name 'Amir Hui' was given to him by Lei Shi. After Lei Shi settled here from China, he married an Indian daughter-in-law and gave himself the surname Amir, and then after Amir Hui was born, in addition to naming him Lei Hui, he also gave him the surname Amir. However, Lei Shi uses Chinese habits, and the surname is in the front and the name is in the back, which is a bit nondescript.

All right!

Start now!

I am Amir Hui.

His body was shaped like a bamboo pole, and his crimson Indian clothes hung on his body, looking loose and squirming. The slippery way he spoke, in contrast to his stiff wooden face, looked gloomy and gloomy.

At this time, Amir Hui also discovered his facial phenomenon, this zombie face, is his signature. At first, everyone stayed away from him, but gradually everyone found that in addition to this face, he had an excellent temper and personality, and he had more contacts. In Indian schools, on the contrary, people are very popular.

But there is no time for him to dwell on this, and a question is in front of him:

"Nima! Where's the bathroom?! ”

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