"It hurts!"

Pei Jingyuan only felt that his head was cracking, and the skin and bones all over his body were as if they were torn apart and broken, none of them were intact, and his weak eyes could not be opened, and he could only let out a faint moan, but he vaguely felt that someone was patiently taking care of him, and he could hear some crying from time to time. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info whenever he was in severe pain and moaned, there was always someone whispering softly in his ear, and the voice was kind, which made him feel inexplicably intimate, and the pain would be inexplicably much better.

After a few days of confusion, Pei Jingyuan obviously felt that he had recovered his hollowed out body little by little, and his consciousness was also recovered little by little: his name is Pei Jingyuan, he is a very ordinary senior student in the Chinese department, with medium grades, average appearance, a decent family situation, not rich, but also worry-free, usually playing games, bragging with classmates and friends, and living a leisurely life.

Until one day, when Pei Jingyuan helped his uncle tidy up the warehouse of the grocery store, he turned out an old broken sword: the broken sword was simple in style and covered with rusty spots. At that time, he happened to revisit Liang Yusheng's martial arts novel "Pingxia Film", and he was very yearning for Zhang Danfeng, a Confucian madman with outstanding swordsmanship, so he waved it indiscriminately. But he didn't want to break the sword and seemed to have a spirit, and began to control his movements, sword by sword, sword qi frosty, very strong, and gradually he lost consciousness......

When he woke up, he had a feeling that the meridians of his whole body were broken, as if he had gone mad. It's just strange that the person who took care of him was not his aunt and uncle, let alone a doctor or nurse, and he didn't have the unique smell of potions in hospitals. What made him the strangest was that every once in a while, the person who took care of him would feed him Chinese medicine that was bitter to the bone. In his memory, whenever he was sick, he was mainly based on Western medicine, supplemented by Chinese medicine. The experience of pouring Chinese medicine all day and night like he is now is really a bit unbelievable and very strange.

Just when he was full of strangeness, some memories that should not belong to him inexplicably appeared: the owner of the memory is called Pei Min, and all the memories come from the dreamy Tang Dynasty! is not the same name and surname, it is the memory of Pei Min, the sword saint known as one of the three uniques of the Tang Dynasty. In his memory, Pei Min was brought up by his mother since he was a child. Because he was born in the Pei clan in Hedong, there is a special gentleman in the clan who is responsible for education, and he has never fallen behind in his studies, and he has studied hard for more than ten years, and his cultural level is extremely high. In addition to Xiwen, Pei Min's biggest hobby is swordsmanship. He doesn't have a swordsman, he studies by himself, he has his own routines, and he doesn't know his own depth.

Pei Jingyuan was a little frightened, a little unclear, I don't know why there are more memories of Pei Min in his mind: he was born in liberal arts and has a certain understanding of history, so he knows that Li Bai's poetry, Pei Min's sword dance, and Zhang Xu's cursive writing are recognized as the three uniques, and the three of them are also honored as poetry immortals, sword saints, and grass saints respectively.

The memory of such a big man appeared in his mind, and he was really overwhelmed.

He didn't dare to think about it, but Pei Min's memory flashed like a movie, and it wasn't until he was eighteen years old that his memory stopped fast-forwarding, and he remembered everything that happened that day bit by bit, even in the smallest details: I remember that day, Pei Jiayanyun Academy was suspended, and Pei Min went home to visit his mother, but he didn't want to encounter the robbery of the Xi clan. The Xi people are violent, everywhere they go, there is a sea of fire, (*** captivity, brutality has arrived.)

Pei Min saw that his hometown was in a sea of fire, his father and fellow villagers were slaughtered, and his dear mother did not know whether she was alive or dead, so he drew his sword in anger and rushed towards the thief......

It was Pei Min's first sword battle against the enemy, the first time he started killing, Pei Min himself never thought that the swordsmanship he had mastered would be so powerful. There was no enemy under the sword, and he broke through the defense line of 100 people and beheaded the enemy chief under the sword.

The bloody scene is vivid: blood and corpses everywhere, blood invaded every inch of land, gradually gathered into a ditch, and spread in all directions. The village was even hardest hit, with blood soaking every inch of the land there, forming a disgusting dark red swamp, with countless mutilated limbs and broken heads, crisscrossed everywhere, and there was not a single intact corpse.

Pei Jingyuan has only seen such a tragic scene in movies and television, but what is false, is it more real than in memory?

Although Pei Jingyuan was reminiscing, the memory turned out to be the same as the real one, which made him immersive, only to feel that his internal organs were rolling, and he wanted to vomit, but his stomach was already empty, and he could only convulsions for a while.

"Min'er, Min'er......"

Pei Jingyuan listened to the nervous shouts in his ears, and his uneasy and frightened heart suddenly calmed down. The kind voice, as if there was some special magic, made him feel at ease in his heart, and he fell asleep in a moment.

When he woke up again, it seemed to be late at night, and the sound of insects around him brought a touch of noise to the silence of the night......

When he woke up this time, Pei Jingyuan was still unable to open his eyes, but his uneasy heart gradually calmed down, and he began to think about all kinds of things that happened to his body, and gradually he actually derived a ridiculous and exaggerated idea: he crossed over, for some reason, and traveled to the Tang Dynasty, and became one of the prestigious three uniques. Only in this way can we explain why he is not in the hospital, why there are no relatives around, why there is a memory of Pei Min, and why that kind voice calls him "Min'er".

Living in an era when novels are prevalent, Pei Jingyuan has read no less than 100 travel novels, but he never imagined that he would become a member of this crossing army, and the object of crossing seems to be not small......

Illness gave Pei Jingyuan time to accept reality, and after two days of recuperation, his condition gradually improved, and the pain around him gradually subsided, and he was able to sit up on his own with his arms propped up, and he also confirmed the fact that he had crossed this fact: since he first opened his eyes, he looked at the dilapidated and retro house structures and furniture around him.

The door cloth was lifted, and a fair-skinned, beautiful woman walked into the room, the woman was over forty years old, and her face was weathered but still had a unique style, and it was not difficult to imagine that the woman must have been extraordinary in her youth.

Seeing Pei Jingyuan staring at the eaves with her eyes intent, the woman was extremely happy, and eagerly stepped forward and said, "Min'er is awake, how is it today?" Are you feeling better? ”

Pei Jingyuan opened his mouth, and finally had to give the woman a reassuring smile. In fact, he had already spoken, and he knew that the woman in front of him was Pei Wanshi, the mother of the original owner of his body, but the word "mother" could not be called. In his memory, his mother is great, and of course, Pei Wan's dedication to Pei Min is enough to be called great. But after all, he was a little repulsed in his heart, and he couldn't scream, so he simply stopped talking.