"Ding Ding Ding Ding" As the alarm clock sounded, Ling Yuan got rid of the warm quilt.

Lingyuan, a very classical name, but this name has made him ridiculed many times, "zero yuan", you really can't make money, and you only have zero yuan in your pocket.

In this regard, Ling Yuan always thinks so, at this age of early twenties, he does not have anything, this is also the situation of most men without background at this age, despised by everyone, ridiculed, but he doesn't care, he thinks that he will get ahead, he is just an employee of a small company, and he can only endure it when facing the anger of the boss every day, in order to survive.

"Today is a new day", Ling Yuan has long been used to living alone, he didn't even think about getting married, it's not because of his sexual orientation or other reasons, but he doesn't want to, otherwise with his appearance and figure, it is also outstanding, his appearance is natural, and his figure is acquired, which is also the result of Ling Yuan's own efforts.

He had never seen his parents or other relatives since he could remember, and only one old man who was not related by blood was his companion, and the old man regarded him as his own and treated him in every way. However, three years ago, an old man who rarely went out on a stormy night went out that day, and did not return home until night, when he returned home, Ling Yuan could feel that the old man's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the old man who originally looked like a spirit, now, is like this, Ling Yuan remembers that day the old man said to him. Xiao Yuan, in the future, only you will be alone in the world, you have to be good, remember that you are not an ordinary person, you have a mission, if you can have the opportunity to open this box that day, it will represent the arrival of the mission, you are not alone, when you open this box, there will be someone to protect you, to walk with you, to complete the mission with you, remember, the old man will eventually swallow, Lingyuan shouted, Wu Lao, don't leave me... Wu Lao is Lingyuan's title for the old man, Lingyuan also said that he was called "grandpa", after all, it was Wu Lao who pulled him up, but Wu Lao decisively refused: "This matter is not okay, you and I have no chance, so I have to call me Wu Lao......

Lingyuan had no choice but to give up, now that Wu Lao has passed away, leaving only a black box, sometimes Lingyuan is also puzzled by his life experience, and has also asked Wu Lao, Wu Lao said proudly, "You will know in the future, there will be that day, it is not good to tell you too early." Therefore, he didn't have so much to worry about, but after Wu Lao left, in addition to leaving him a paragraph and a box, there was only this house, and to this day, Lingyuan didn't understand what was different about this box, the only thing that made Lingyuan feel strange was that the material of this box, he had tried to boil it with fire, and the chain craftsman couldn't take the box.

After Lingyuan got up, according to the habit, he would go to Wu Lao to go to the three pillars of incense before going out, it was the morning rush hour traffic, Lingyuan finally squeezed onto the bus, and was crowded, fortunately, Lingyuan has been supervising Lingyuan's exercise when Wu Lao was alive, saying that it was for the future, Lingyuan had to do it, and now it seems that it is still good, at least, now he does not have to be squeezed around on the bus.

Wu Lao was in the world, and he had taught Lingyuan two sets of boxing techniques, and Lingyuan always felt that it was like playing Tai Chi, and it was soft to fight, but he still insisted on practicing.

Wu Lao also said: "If this boxing method is called by ordinary people, at most it strengthens the body, if you can really exert its power that day, you will understand its mystery, but if you can really explore its mystery, it is when you have embarked on a road of no return." "Lingyuan thinks that Wu Lao is lying to him, but it's okay to practice.

finally came to the company, and when I saw the boss with fat head and big ears, I saw him twisting his fat body and walking, and the floor seemed to be shaking as soon as he walked, and the scene was suffocating......

Walking over to Lingyuan and other employees, there was an overwhelming yelling, Lingyuan and the others had long been accustomed to it, and then they started their day's work.

"Whew, it's finally time to get off work," Ling Yuan exhaled a turbid breath.

"Hey, Lingyuan, there are still unreasonable things about your design plan, you worked hard today, change him. The fat-headed, big-eared boss came over and said.

Lingyuan was helpless, so he had to agree, no way, it must be the least "favor" given by Lingyuan when the boss's child had a full moon wine last time, and this will definitely be for him to wear small shoes, Lingyuan thought so.

"Alas, I have to order takeout again. Lingyuan said helplessly.

Finally, when it was past eight o'clock in the evening, he finally finished, this big company, except for the security guards on duty at night, there was no one in the room, he only felt that his back was cold, and a voice came: "Jiji, that old guy is finally dead, if it weren't for him, your kid would have died a long time ago, go and be with your whole family, hahaha"

"Rub, who is it, making such a joke in the middle of the night," Ling Yuan said hurriedly. "You don't need to know who I am, and tomorrow evening I will take your life. ”

After speaking, there was no sound, Ling Yuan hurriedly ran out and asked the old man on duty, "Uncle, did you hear any sound just now?" The security guard replied: "Young man, it's so late, is there anyone else in there besides you?" What do you think there will be any sound?" Ling Yuan had to give up, taking him as someone else's joke or his own auditory hallucination.

Lingyuan walked home alone, it was late at night, and the street was not as lively as before, and it was surprisingly quiet, "It's so deserted, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it." Ling Yuan said, and quickened his pace, although it was summer, the weather tonight was unusual, extremely cold, Ling Yuan wrapped the clothes on his body tightly.

"Click" Lingyuan returned home and turned on the light, "Whew, I'm tired." Lingyuan, as always, walked to Wu Lao's urn, put on three sticks of incense, and said: "Wu Lao, you are good down there, if you have anything you want, give me your dreams, you must bless me." ”

So he went to bed, lying on the bed, Ling Yuan couldn't sleep, and kept thinking about the voice just now in his mind, "Forget it, I don't want to." Lingyuan shook his head, and after a while, he fell asleep.

"Dream !!"

Ling Yuan dreamed of the gray-haired Wu Lao, and said to him: "Run, escape from here, take the spirit box, don't hesitate, don't trust anyone from now on, go to Ziyun Temple, find the spirit sword, you don't have much time, remember...... Live. Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind struck and took Wu Lao away, and Ling Yuan shouted: "Wu Lao !!"

"Ah," Ling Yuan woke up from his dream!!