Room 406, Building 12, Hallym College Male Dormitory Building, Zhao Yan's room.

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and it was still early in the morning.

In the dark room, Zhao Yan, who should have been asleep, suddenly frowned together, and in a low roar full of pain, Zhao Yan's whole body suddenly shrunk into a ball, his hands hugged his head tightly, and he rolled around at the head of the bed in pain, his face was wrinkled, and the low roar of pain just made a syllable, and he was choked, his teeth were gritted loudly, and his hands clenched his head tightly, just like Sun Wukong, who was recited by Tang Seng and recited the mantra, a strong tingling sensation erupted in the depths of his mind, A kaleidoscope of images and sounds erupted in his mind.

"Uh...... Yes...... Uh......"

Even though he gritted his teeth, the sound of pain continued to leak out, and after a few seconds, his head was already sweating profusely, and if he turned on the light at this time, he would find that his face was already pale.

He didn't have time to look at the messy pictures that kept bursting out in his mind, and only saw a few of them, including a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman, and a little boy and a girl.

Middle-aged men and middle-aged women look like farmers in the countryside, they are not very old, but they look vicissitudes.

Middle-aged men and women call him Yangzi.

The little boy and the little girl called him big brother.

There was another picture that he noticed, a large white expanse between heaven and earth, goose feather-like snowflakes flying all over the sky, he stumbled alone in the field flooded by heavy snow, his feet suddenly emptied, it turned out that there was a pond under the snow, he fell into it, in this picture, his hands and feet are not big, about ten years old.

He noticed another image of him lying in a shaker, wrapped in swaddling clothes, next to a very old wooden door with a New Year's picture pasted on it. A very simple and festive New Year's painting, a fat doll holding a big carp and smiling very happily. The younger woman was tapping his little nose with a finger, her eyes full of pampering, and she called him softly: "Yangyang! Yangtze! Haha, my little darling! ”

Without waiting for Zhao Yan to look at this picture more, another picture grabbed his attention, a young and beautiful girl stood in front of him, but looked in the direction of the playground and said to him: "Lu Yang! Let's break up! ”

Then another picture appeared. He was kissing Cao Xue.

Then there was a picture of a child, who was approaching a bird's nest little by little in a tree, and a little boy and a little girl under the tree.

The little boy shouted, "Big brother! Hurry up! ”

The little girl shouted, "Big brother! Be careful! ”

The picture continued to appear, and the noisy and messy sound also kept appearing, and the speed at which the picture and sound appeared were extremely fast, each time dozens or hundreds of pictures appeared at the same time, and all kinds of sounds were mixed together, and only when he noticed it could he see it clearly. Hear clearly.

After more than ten seconds, the intense sting in the back of my mind that could drive people crazy suddenly disappeared like when it came, as if everything was an illusion just now. And those messy and strange pictures and sounds no longer came out of his mind.

Zhao Yan, who was curled up on the bed and hugged his head tightly, opened his mouth and panted, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blank, his body slowly straightened and lay flat. The chest was still rising and falling.

His head was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, rolling down one by one.

In the dream just now, he didn't want to face Tong Yaqian who went out to buy food. So after he plugged in the charger on his phone, he went to bed, but he didn't expect the effect to be very good, and it didn't take long for his consciousness to sink into the depths of his mind little by little, and then he woke up, and as soon as he woke up, a strong tingling sensation suddenly erupted in the depths of his mind, and the messy pictures and sounds almost made him nervous.

At this moment, Zhao Yan's head didn't hurt anymore, but there was another strange feeling that was gradually pouring out, gradually spreading to the whole body, it was a warm feeling, like a hot spring gushing out from the depths of his mind, gradually spreading to his whole body, it seemed that even the bone marrow felt warm.

Some blood vessels and tendons in the whole body are beating slightly, and I feel very comfortable.

Zhao Yan didn't know if this was the sequelae of the sting just now, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to this at this time, it felt quite comfortable, and it was much better than the stinging in his mind just now.

What Zhao Yan is thinking about at the moment is: Could it be that Lu Yang is really my last life?

He was sure that he had never seen those pictures just now, especially those pictures of childhood, not once, but just now they all appeared in his mind suddenly, there were sounds and images, which made him have to wonder if his previous life was really Lu Yang?

Do you remember the memories of your past life? Or is it an illusion?

Zhao Yan couldn't be sure, the pictures and sounds that erupted just now seemed to have completely disappeared at the moment, and he tried to recall, but he only remembered the ones he had seen and heard just now, and the rest of them, he couldn't think of a single star.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Yan came to a conclusion: Even if Lu Yang was his previous life, it would be meaningless now, he was now in Daming, and it was impossible to return to Lu Yang's world, unless one day he appeared on Lu Yang's body in a sleepwalking state and never came back, but is that possible?

Zhao Yan thinks it's impossible! That's!

It's a sleepwalking state that I finally got into this time was wasted, and it's a pity that I didn't see the follow-up plot of "Dragon Babu" that I wanted to see.

A little crying and laughing, and when he regained some strength, Zhao Yan got up from the bed and went out to the water room to take a hot shower.

When taking a bath, the feeling of a hot spring flowing out of his mind had disappeared, and the strength in his body was recovering little by little, and he returned to bed after taking a shower, probably because he was too tired and sleepy, Zhao Yan fell asleep not long after, and did not enter the dream again this time.

After dawn, Zhang Peng's knock on the door woke Zhao Yan up, although he was still a little sleepy, Zhao Yan still got up and started a new day's life.

At the end of the day, Zhao Yan felt okay, so he went to the No. 3 playground to run late at night, although last night's dream was not fruitful, but he still wanted to enter the magical dream again, he thought that he would not be caught by Tong Yaqian every time, right?

Late at night, on the track of the No. 3 playground, Zhao Yan ran lap after lap, he felt that the state of tonight was exceptionally good, as if he had inexhaustible strength, after running more than 20 laps like recently, Zhao Yan strangely found that he was not very tired, and felt that he could run more than ten laps.

He suspected that it was a delusion, and at the same time felt that he was not tired enough to run to that extent, and that it might not be helpful enough to enter the dream, so he continued to run.

It didn't take long for him to run another ten laps, and when he finished thirty laps last night, he was so tired that he couldn't lift his feet, but tonight Zhao Yan felt that he still had enough strength to run, and it seemed that he could run a few more laps.

This made him very confused and a little surprised, and he was intimidated by himself.

"I didn't eat anything today!"

Zhao Yan wiped the beads of sweat from his head, asked himself in wonder, recalled today's diet, and found that it was all ordinary food, nothing special.

Zhao Yan continued to run unbelievingly, and actually ran three more laps, and after running these three laps, he was still not as tired as last night.

Is this a perversion?

……

Two days have passed in a blink of an eye, and in the past two days, Zhao Yan has not entered the dream realm again, but he found that his strength is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that there is a significant increase every day.

When he ran in the evening, he consciously increased his pace, but after running the laps of the previous night every night, he found it easier, which is definitely not the effect of normal exercise! Zhao Yan can be sure of this! For two days in a row, he had run two or three more laps in the evening than the night before, two more laps on the first night and three more laps on the second night, and even so, he was less tired than the night before.

Was it the effect of the hot spring-like sensation that appeared in the depths of my mind after my head stabbed that night?

Zhao Yan could only think of this possibility.

Then he remembered the "Secret Book of Reincarnation" that he had seen in a dream last year.

To this day, Zhao Yan still remembers the opening paragraph of the "Secret Book of Reincarnation": "If I hear it, people have spirits, and there are past and present lives." If you understand this mystery, you will be able to solve the mystery of reincarnation, and you will know where you have come from and where you will go! One dream and one reincarnation, how many dreams can you solve?

He still remembered that according to the "Secret Book of Reincarnation", every time he entered the dream realm of his previous life, he could release a part of the potential in his body, but he wondered if this time he released the potential in his body?

In fact, Zhao Yan thinks this statement is very fantasy and fake! It doesn't sound scientific, but the changes in his physical strength in the past few days, apart from this explanation, I can't think of any other possibilities, as if I can only believe this.

That afternoon, Zhao Yan suddenly received a call from Zhou Xiaoyun, the editor-in-chief of Kyushu Reading, and Zhou Xiaoyun smiled and congratulated him on the phone.

"Iwami! Congratulations! ”

At that time, Zhao Yan had just returned to the dormitory from school and was about to go to the cafeteria to eat, when he received a call from Zhou Xiaoyun, Zhao Yan had to stay in the room temporarily to answer the phone.

Suddenly congratulated by Zhou Xiaoyun, Zhao Yan was a little confused, and asked with a smile: "Editor-in-chief Zhou!" What are you congratulating me? ”

Zhou Xiaoyun: "Hehe, don't you know? Your "Smiling Proud Jianghu" has now sold a total of 50,000 copies in a single volume! Well, to put it simply, the total online and offline sales of your latest published volume have exceeded 50,000! Just now I have successfully applied to the general manager for you to be qualified for the online sale of this book! In other words, soon, your novel will not only be sold on our Kyushu Reading website and bookstore, but will soon appear on the official websites of more publishing houses and bookstores! In my experience, any work sold online can at least triple the sales! More can reach more than ten or twenty times! Haha, you just wait to count the money! ”

"Huh? It's true? Thank you! Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Zhou! Thank you so much! Thank you very much! ”

When Zhao Yan heard that there was such a good thing, he immediately became happy, and hurriedly thanked Zhou Xiaoyun in the most enthusiastic tone.

Zhou Xiaoyun smiled happily: "Haha! The best way to thank me is to write more works with better plots! Come on, Iwami! Your future will be bright! (To be continued.) )