When Yang Jian opened his eyes, he saw an indescribably blue sky, as well as glowing clouds as white, and a few birds with colorful feathers flying freely overhead.

The place where he lay was a river valley, a steaming river meandered through, there were many flowers on both sides of the river bank that he could not name, there were many butterflies and bees buzzing and hovering above the flowers, and the flowers were inward, a dense forest, and what shocked Yang Jian was that behind the woods was a towering snow-capped mountain, and the snow on the top of the mountain reflected the white light.

This staggered and chaotic scene, but it is so harmonious and perfect like a fairyland, that Yang Jian couldn't believe his eyes for a while.

Where am I?

Yang Jian asked herself.

He lives in a city with two seasons a year, the summer is extremely hot and long, and the winter is as subtle and shy as a formality. Not to mention the snowy mountains!

"Oooh-"

Just when Yang Jian was confused, an extremely clear sound similar to an animal's chirping suddenly came from his ears.

He quickly turned his head.

"Ahh

screamed, but Yang Jian almost passed out again.

Because he found himself lying in the arms of a snow-white behemoth at this moment!

Its hair is like snow, but it is as smooth as silk to the touch, and what makes Yang Jian feel cold is that this behemoth has a pair of blue eyes, like clear blue water, deep and far, in the depths of its eyes, Yang Jian saw a trembling and frightened self.

Snow wolf!

Yang Jian knows this animal, and in the animal world documentary he watched when he was a child, there is an episode dedicated to introducing this king of the snowfield, they are white-haired, blue-eyed, agile and extremely ferocious.

It's just that what Yang Jian doesn't understand is, why does it appear here?

And it seemed that it didn't seem to have the slightest intention of attacking itself, and to his surprise, the snow wolf actually took the initiative to stretch out its front paws and gently touched his face.

Touched it.

It's like a spring breeze blowing on his face, like his ex-girlfriend's cherry lips kissing his face.

Yang Jian suddenly fell silent.

"Hello."

He smiled softly at the snow wolf and held out a hand to show friendship to it.

However, it doesn't matter if he doesn't stretch out his hand, when he saw a snow-white and tender arm suddenly appear in front of him, he thought for a moment that it was another monster that suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

He shook his arm, and then, he soon noticed, the snow-white and pink arm was also shaking.

This little white arm is my own hand!

Oh, Ant Kad! Yang Jian almost fainted for the second time.

What the hell is going on here?

Why did your hands suddenly become so white and tender, and they seemed to be much shorter?

Yang Jian suddenly sat up from the snow wolf's arms, and then suddenly crawled towards the river that was a stone's throw away.

The water of the river is clear.

The river is calm and unwavering.

Yang Jian clearly saw a face reflected in the river.

A doll's face!

He is about eight or nine years old, but he is white and tender, his skin can be broken by blowing, his eyebrows and eyes are handsome and cute, and there is even a little baby fat on his cheeks, and he is wearing a snow-white robe at the moment, and there are a few faint blood stains on the gown.

What the hell is going on?

Yang Jian lay down again.

No, we have to figure out what's going on!

Yang Jian opened a pair of extremely clear eyes, staring blankly at the sky, the sky was full of white clouds, quiet and leisurely, but the few colorful birds had already flown out of sight at this moment.

His memories began to fade back.

He remembers very clearly that this morning, as soon as the sky was bright, he took an intercity shuttle bus to a county under the city to attend the opening ceremony of a department store, there is no way, although he is now twenty-five years old, it has been three or four years since he graduated from the film and television academy, except for participating in an entertainment talent show and winning the tenth place in the country and signing a contract with a brokerage company for a short period of time, his Avenue of Stars quickly became dull.

It can be said that he has not really become popular yet, and he has already begun to pass away.

No, looking at the top three good brothers who debuted in the draft with him back then, but he had to buy tickets to participate in the opening ceremony of a shopping mall in a seven, eighty, and nine-tier town, Yang Jian's loneliness in his heart can only be experienced by himself.

But who is to blame for this?

It's not that he doesn't work hard, the problem is that not everyone who works hard must be red and purple!

Maybe this is fate?

So?

So-Yang Jian's memories were surging like a tide again, instantly drowning himself.

He remembered that when the bus passed a bridge, he didn't know what was going on, and slammed into an oncoming bus, which broke the railing of the bridge and hung half of his body outside the bridge, and he was thrown into the river through the broken window along with many of the passengers in the car.

At this moment, it is the Dragon Boat Festival, when the dragon boat water in the south is the most violent, the river that was not big in the past, but at the moment the river is turbulent, Yang Jian didn't struggle a few times, and felt that his body was violently sucked in by a huge whirlpool-

Then, the boundless darkness devoured him like a ghost.

He lost all consciousness.

Then, wait until you regain consciousness again and that's now.

He saw a completely strange world, and a completely strange self.

So, have you crossed over? And is it still a soul pierced into a little doll who doesn't know which one died young?

What's even more terrifying is that the previous owner of this body did not leave him with any trace of memory.

Oh, shit!

Is there a more bizarre crossing in this world?!

It's not an emperor, a general, a rich and a celebrity, you can give me a little hint of this world, don't you? When I first arrived, it was a deserted place, and I was given a scared snow wolf!

O God!

O earth!

What the hell are you trying to mess with me?

Yang Jian's heart is dripping blood, and fate is that Mao always can't get along with himself?

After he was born, he was abandoned at the door of the welfare home, and he still doesn't know who his parents are, and he finally survived until he was eighteen years old, and he was admitted to a film and television academy that did not enter the stream, but he tried his best but only squeezed into the tenth place in the national draft that year, but that was already the peak of his good luck in this life.

After that, he went downhill quickly, and after half a year, the notice decreased rapidly, and in the end, there was almost none, and his girlfriend, who had just been in the office for a short time, also said goodbye to him.

That's fine, so that you don't have to worry about that world anymore.

Yang Jian smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's just, who are you now?

Where are the people?

Where are you going?

He couldn't imagine that the ultimate three questions of mankind that had plagued countless philosophers had encountered him like this.

"Xiaobai, where do you say we are going now?"

Yang Jian got up from the ground and asked softly to the snow wolf behind him, who had been lying there quietly and motionless.

He didn't know what to call this behemoth that appeared beside him inexplicably, so just call him Xiaobai. He believes that existence is reasonable, Xiaobai definitely did not appear in his life for no reason, and its appearance must have its reason, but he still doesn't know it.

However, the answer to everything will be revealed one day.

And now, he feels that the most important thing is.

Get out of here.

Although the sun is shining now, and this river valley is also warm as spring, Yang Jian still feels a slight chill blowing faintly from the front of the river, his clothes seem to have been soaked by water, and they are not dry at the moment, and they can't help but shiver when they are blown by the wind.

Xiaobai didn't speak.

It slowly walked in front of Yang Jian, knelt on the ground with its forelimbs and pouted its hind limbs slightly, then looked back at him and flicked its tail gently.

"Do you want me to ride it?"

Yang Jian looked at the snow wolf in front of him in disbelief, its blue eyes were full of gentle light.

It doesn't speak.

However, Yang Jian was sure that it understood what it meant.

"Thank you, Xiaobai!"

Yang Jian was a little excited, and didn't say much at the moment, walked to Xiaobai's side, hugged its neck hard, and then pressed one leg, and pushed a little more violently on the ground, and the whole person barely sat up.

Xiaobai's hair is very thick, very long, soft and shiny, the tentacles are very comfortable, very warm, Yang Jian hugged the snow wolf, feeling the body temperature transmitted from the snow wolf, and the whole person began to slowly recover his vitality.

Xiaobai carried Yang Jian all the way along the river valley.

Yang Jian realized that the river is actually not wide, and this is a hot spring river, the river water is warm, and the river surface is steaming, so the river valley is warm and pleasant, the trees on both sides of the river bank are lush, and countless flowers are blooming enchantingly. Beyond the woods, however, are lofty mountains, covered with vast snow.

Because it is far away from the river valley, the temperature is obviously very low.

Where is this?

Such a beautiful place, if he lived in the world later, I am afraid that it has already been developed into a tourist resort, right? No matter how bad it is, you will be fenced, get a door, and someone will collect your tickets.

But Xiaobai didn't walk long before he stopped.

"Xiaobai, what's wrong?"

Yang Jian was a little puzzled.

Xiao Bai didn't answer Yang Jian's question, but raised his head and looked at the direction of the river, thoughtful.

Yang Jian followed Xiaobai's gaze.

I couldn't help but gasp.

It turned out that not far in front of Xiaobai's stop, the hot spring river suddenly broke off, turned around and went sharply downward, and below it, there was an unfathomable canyon.

The canyon has a huge drop, and the river flows down, and no echo can be heard.

Where the flowing water falls, the white mist is boundless, the sea of clouds is steaming, and occasionally the shadowy mountains emerge from the sea of clouds with sharp corners, and on the top of the peaks, there are even strangely shaped trees and some colorful flowers.

In a sea of clouds steaming, everything seems to be an illusion.

Xiao Bai looked at the group silently for a while, and suddenly raised his head to the sky, "Woo woo-" and called nine times in a row.

Nine sounds.

Only then did he stop screaming.

After Xiaobai screamed, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, he turned around, and took Yang Jian to wade on the left bank of the river without looking back.