Where is this? It was a strange sight, there were no tall buildings around, not even a single telephone pole. As far as the eye can see, the horizon is full of endless scorched yellow soil that has dried up for a long time, and when the wind blows, the yellow sand fills the sky.

As it is:

The wind blows the yellow sand, and the torn soil can bury people.

"Childe ......" "Childe ......"

Not far away, next to a small mound three people high, on the shady side, a meadow grew sparsely, and on the grass, a group of uncles and aunts dressed in Han costumes were calling anxiously around a young boy.

I saw that the boy was covered in blood, lying on the grass weakly, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his left chest was oozing blood near his armpit.

Wait a minute! Who is this guy and how does he look so familiar, especially his inverted ears and the small scar on the right cheek.

It can't be him! Impossible, impossible, how could he be so handsome, it's ......

Suddenly, the unconscious Gongzi brother suddenly moved his eyelids, as if he was about to wake up.

"Childe ......" "Childe ......"

The uncles and aunts hurriedly shouted loudly, as if they were afraid that if they shouted slowly, this boy would never wake up.

The unconscious child's eyelids were beating violently, like an egg about to break out of its skin.

Suddenly, the egg broke!!

"Oops! Son! You're awake, you're really anxious to die old slave! A middle-aged man with a black mole on the tip of his nose choked up.

"You ...... Who are you? ”

Hey! Not to mention, it's really him, his voice is too unique, strong and not bold enough, cautious but too worried, just with this voice, yes! Zhao Yun Zhao Zilong! It's just that his appearance is a little ...... It can't be changed by lightning!

Zilong wanted to roll over and sit up, but he felt his head as heavy as being poured with lead water, and struggled for a while and lay back.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Childe! Don't move! The man with a black mole on the tip of his nose hurriedly helped Zilong and said, "Be careful of the wound." ”

"Wounds! What wound? Zilong struggled to sit up again, suddenly, he felt a hot pain in his chest, what was the situation, looked down, and suddenly looked frightened, "What am I doing?" Oops! ”

"Childe! Big things are wrong! ”

"Wait, wait, wait! Who are you? Zilong hurriedly endured the severe pain, clutched his chest and asked.

"Childe!" The man with a mole on the tip of his nose suddenly choked up and said, "What's wrong with you, I'm your old slave Liu Achen, why don't you remember me?" ”

It's over, it's over! What Liu Ah Chen, Ma Ah Chen, Zilong looked at everything in front of him, ignorant and frightened, didn't I sleep in the dormitory? How did you get here! Where is this? Looking at the strange clothes of these uncles and aunts in front of them, as well as the barren scene in front of them, there are endless cliffs and thousands of miles.

Wait, I'll sort it out first! Zilong's brain quickly replayed the scenes of that night:

I was in the dormitory, and there was thunder and lightning at that time, and then Jin Sandao's mobile phone broke, and I repaired it, and then there was another thunder, and then a white light with lightning seemed to hit our iron bed, and then ...... There is no then.

Then I'm ......??? now

The more Zilong thought about it, the more his head hurt, the more his head hurt, and the more his chest hurt, suddenly, he felt a bloody smell in his throat rushing to the sky, and with a "poof" sound, he sprayed a mouthful of black blood, and he fainted again as soon as his eyes were dark.

"Childe ......" "Childe ......"