When Zhang Chengyuan's soul passed away, a thunderclap suddenly sounded, and the night sky seemed to suddenly open a hole, and a purple cloud suddenly appeared behind the originally gray clouds, and then, lightning began to writhe wildly in the sky, and some of them even broke through the clouds to the surface.

Just when the vast majority of Seoul people were stunned at the very abnormal sky, a faint electric light hit the hapless Jang Sung-won almost unnoticed, causing his body to suffer another terrible blow.

Any normal person encountering such a situation, where can he still save his life? It can be said that he is dead!

At this time, the vehicle that accidentally hit Zhang Chengyuan suddenly stopped, and a young man in his early twenties jumped out of the car, and ran to the front in fear, and when he saw Zhang Chengyuan's miserable appearance like a hellish ghost, his face was immediately extremely pale, and he was stupid for a while, before he ran to the car and shouted in panic to a middle-aged man wearing glasses: "Senior, hit and killed!" ”

The middle-aged man was mentally prepared, sighed, and said quickly: "Call the hospital's emergency number immediately, and then call the police." Looking at the young man who was still stunned, he shouted again: "Hurry up!" Right away! Maybe you can save a life! ”

As soon as he heard this, the young man suddenly came to his senses as if he had been stimulated, took out his mobile phone and quickly pressed the phone number, and called the emergency number to the nearby hospital for help.

The middle-aged man turned to the four girls who were already crying in the back seat and comforted, "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

How did a fluttering sentence calm down the four girls who had just come into contact with society and had encountered a car accident for the first time. Besides, they have a special identity, they are newcomers who have just debuted, as long as the media exposes tonight's car accident, regardless of whether they are responsible or not, they will inevitably be maliciously slandered by competitors. If things deteriorate, the company may hide them or even give them up directly in order to calm the controversy, then their fledgling star journey is very likely to be ruined. How do they not panic when they think about it?

The four girls cried as if they were raining, and they were afraid that the crying would anger the senior agent in front of them, so they carefully covered their mouths and sobbed.

The middle-aged man has been facing the four of them almost every day for most of the past half a year, and he understands their minds very well, and said with relief: "This has nothing to do with us tonight, our speed is not very fast, it is the person who suddenly came out of nowhere to be hit, this bridge is equipped with a lot of cameras, and it will definitely be able to shoot things clearly, so there will be no media entangled in this matter, you must know that our DSP company is not a vegetarian." Also, you don't have to worry about what the company will do to you, the company has spent so much effort to train you to make your Fin.K.L debut, how can you give up so easily because of such a small thing? Relax and have me! Lee Hyori, as the captain and eldest sister, you have to persuade your sisters well. ”

Li Xiaoli immediately wiped away his tears and replied neatly: "I will, please rest assured, senior!" ”

129 Central Emergency Center, Mapo-gu, Seoul, a single-person senior ward, Jang Sung-won is like a zombie who has not yet awakened, lying on a hospital bed without moving, his body is tightly wrapped, and only a little space is exposed at the mouth and nose to cover the oxygen mask. Except for the survival of a breath, it is basically the same as a dead person, which modern medicine calls a vegetative person, and in ancient times, it would be said that he had a disease of leaving his soul or losing his soul.

At this moment, Zhang Chengyuan's soul or life energy had already passed away with the car accident, and was replaced by the soul of a person called Xiao Yuan. This soul is somewhat special, it is much more advanced than the soul of ordinary people, it is a sublimated version of the ordinary soul, and the Taoist priests of ancient China called it the Yuan Shen.

Xiao Yuan, originally a young monk in the early Northern Song Dynasty of China, has been a disciple of Wangwushan, the first hermit sect in the monastic world, "Xiao Youqing Xutian", since he can remember, and is regarded by the elders of the sect as the first disciple of this sect in the past five hundred years since the great change in the vitality of heaven and earth. Since the empowerment and cultivation at the age of three, but the year of the weak crown has reached the realm of "refining qi and transforming the gods", the primordial spirit has been completed, and the out-of-body can travel hundreds of miles at night, and it only takes a thought to return to the body. Although the realm of "refining qi and transforming gods" was nothing at all in the flood era, it was indeed a rare achievement in the Northern Song Dynasty when the Xiuzhen civilization gradually declined.

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Yuan's prospects are almost immeasurable, and he may become the first immortal existence in five hundred years. Pity! When he was about to step into the realm of "refining the gods and returning the void", Xiao Yuan was smashed by the unexpected, far beyond the same level of "Purple Ring Heavenly Thunder" when he crossed the heavenly tribulation.

Somehow, Xiao Yuan's Yuan Shen shuttled to the south of the Korean Peninsula at the end of the 20th century with the purple thunder, and happened to be attached to the almost necrotic flesh of the unlucky Zhang Chengyuan.

Xiao Yuan was in a coma for half a month, and when he came to his senses, it took another day to clearly recognize that he was possessed by Zhang Chengyuan's body and re-brought back to life, not the real Zhang Chengyuan, although his head was full of Zhang Chengyuan's memories, but there were not many memories about Xiao Yuan. However, being able to live again is already God's love for him, and Xiao Yuan no longer expects anything else.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a strangely dressed woman staring at him with delight, and the memory in his head immediately told him that the woman was a nurse. I only heard her whisper: "Ah, you are awake, I will ask the doctor to come over immediately." ”

After a while, a male doctor came over to check Zhang Chengyuan's eye sockets, heartbeat, etc., explained a few meaningless words and left in a hurry, leaving the nurse to continue to care.

Although Zhang Chengyuan was conscious, his whole body was unable to move, and he guessed that he might have been injected with drugs such as anesthetics. I looked up and down the ward, although it was a little fresh at first, but after looking at it for a long time, I felt that there was really nothing to see, and I wanted to ask the nurse to relieve my boredom, but I felt that my tongue didn't listen to it, so I had no choice but to close my eyes and rest, planning to heal my luck.

As soon as I was lucky, I found that the dantian was empty, and the meridians of the whole body seemed to be intermittent, and I couldn't detect the existence of any true qi at all. Suddenly, he had changed into another body, and it was an extremely broken body. He sighed in his heart, calmed down, and remembered the healing method of his previous life, so he adjusted his breathing evenly, preparing to absorb some heaven and earth aura to heal his body.

Originally, with his current broken primordial power, although it was absolutely impossible to use a large-scale spell, he was confident that it would be easy to mobilize the aura around him. However, after a cup of tea, he only absorbed a few strands of spiritual energy as thin as a hair, which made him surprised and disappointed. Not to mention that compared to ancient times, even in the previous life, the intensity of the aura was more than a thousand times stronger than now. In terms of the current aura, if he was able to recover all his cultivation within three months without relying on the elixir in his previous life, then it would be at least 250 years now, and he would have been reincarnated several times earlier.

Zhang Chengyuan sighed helplessly for a while, and finally did not give up the idea of luck to heal his wounds.

In the evening, Zhang Chengyuan suddenly heard a slight and chaotic footsteps, and then it seemed that some people had come in, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a middle-aged man and four young women.

The man was glasses-wearing, of medium height, with a slightly chubby face, and a seemingly amiable expression.

The four women all looked less than twenty, and they were fashionably dressed, youthful and beautiful, and endearing. Jang Sung-won felt very familiar, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and found that the four Fin.K.L girl groups in front of him were the Fin.K.L girl group that had just made a splash in South Korea shortly after their debut, and couldn't help but feel very strange: Why did a singer come to visit him?

The middle-aged man whispered a few words to the nurse, and after the nurse left, he walked to Zhang Chengyuan's bed and asked, "Little brother, what do you call it?" ”

Zhang Chengyuan stared at him for a while, unable to think of whether he had seen him before, and did not feel the need to answer for a while.

The middle-aged man immediately sensed Zhang Chengyuan's vigilance, so he introduced himself first: "I am Ji Zhonghua, the director of DSP Company, and I am also the person who sent you to this hospital. ”

Zhang Chengyuan subconsciously said: "DSP? What is it? As soon as he spoke, he realized that he could speak.

It turned out that after several consecutive surgeries and rescues in the past ten days, Zhang Chengyuan was injected with anesthesia several times, and because of the serious injury, almost all his body was heavily anesthetized, and most of the anesthetic had not expired when he woke up today, so he naturally couldn't speak, and he could get rid of the influence of anesthesia as long as he rested for about an hour, but Zhang Chengyuan didn't understand this, and he was obsessed with pranayama luck, so he didn't notice anything wrong. The nurse saw that Zhang Chengyuan's eyes were closed all the time, thinking that he was sleeping, so she did not talk to him.

Ji Zhonghua saw that Zhang Chengyuan did not say honorifics to him, and seemed to despise DSP between his words, and he was a little angry in his heart, if he hadn't seen that Zhang Chengyuan was a seriously injured patient, he would have already opened his mouth to teach a lesson. But I don't know that although Zhang Chengyuan can speak fluent Korean, he is not used to the rules of Korea, so he naturally will not greet him respectfully.

Ji Zhonghua said patiently: "DSP is an entertainment company that specializes in cultivating pop singers and spreading K-pop culture. Crystal Boy, have you heard that? ”

Zhang Chengyuan shook his head and did not speak. Although the Crystal Boy was loved by young Koreans at this time, especially the love of female students, Jang Sung-won originally had an eccentric temperament and was not interested in the boy group at all, if it was a K-pop overlord like the H.O.T. group, he would have heard of it, as for the Crystal Boy who had been held down by H.O.T and couldn't turn over, even if he heard someone call, he didn't have the heart to remember.

Ji Zhonghua was stunned: Young people who do not follow the trend in this era are rarer than century-old wild ginseng. Who is this teenager in front of you? Don't even know the name of the DSP? Unwillingly tempted: "What about Fin.K.L?" They are also singers in our DSP company. ”

Zhang Chengyuan nodded slightly and said, "Fin.K.L? Of course I know, you said earlier that it was someone from their company. I'm tired of talking right now. The implication was that Ji Zhonghua was too verbose and delayed his rest.

Ji Zhonghua was angry: "This guy is becoming more and more rude!" Never mind! Dealing with patients is a loss of identity. He was very depressed, and turned around and said, "Xiaoli, this guy is handed over to you, hurry up and ask where he comes from, so that you can contact his family." ”

Because Zhang Chengyuan was struck by lightning before, not only was he unrecognizable, but even his student ID card was not intact, so he knew nothing except that Zhang Chengyuan was a high school student. These days, almost everything is handled by DSP or Ji Zhonghua, according to the words of other senior executives of the company, who told him to be in a car that was unlucky enough to hit Zhang Chengyuan? Ji Zhonghua can only admit that he is unlucky.