Tingting said proudly, admiring her father: "My father is very powerful, I heard that he almost entered the sect of immortals back then, but he came back later." ”

The gentle sunlight shone down, and Zhuo Chuan was silent in the room, listening to the little girl beside him talking to herself.

He frowned, from the other party's words, he judged that this might not be the world he was familiar with, and when he asked Tingting if she had a mobile phone, the latter scratched her head and didn't know what Zhuo Chuan was talking about.

"Where is this?" Zhuo Chuan's heart fluctuated and he couldn't calm down.

Hearing this, Tingting blinked her eyes, and then replied: "This is Yue Village...... she looked ignorant, and after seeing Zhuo Chuan who didn't react for a long time, she finally suddenly realized.

"You're talking so strangely, you shouldn't be a local, you don't know our village. She continued, telling what she knew, "I heard my father say before, it seems that the outside of the village is called Sanxian Ridge, and I heard that there are real immortals who have appeared......

In the end, Zhuo Chuan learned a little about the place he is in now, which is completely unrelated to the world he once had, there is no technology, no communication, he seems to have traveled to ancient times.

But after careful comparison, Zhuo Chuan couldn't find any dynasty that could correspond to it.

"Immortal sect?" he frowned, and the word "immortal" was mentioned many times in the little girl's words, which surprised and puzzled Zhuo Chuan.

"Yes, we have such an immortal land in Sanxian Ridge, and my father almost became an immortal before. Tingting said noncommittally, her tone full of yearning.

"What kind of place is that?"

Zhuo Chuan wanted to ask again, but the next moment there was a sudden noise at the door of the cabin, and a sturdy figure appeared, walking slowly with steady steps.

This is a middle-aged man with a strong body, slightly dark skin, and a pair of bright eyes.

"Daddy!" Tingting jumped up happily when she saw the man, threw herself into his arms in a few steps, and hugged the other party tightly.

"Tingting is good!"

The middle-aged man rubbed her little head dotingly, his eyes fell on Zhuo Chuan, and he said slowly: "There are three immortal caves in the Three Immortal Mountains, which are the cultivation places of the Dao elders and masters. ”

He answered Zhuo Chuan's previous question, and then asked: "Child, where are you from, how can you be alone in the wilderness?"

Zhuo Chuan was stunned when he heard this, and looked up, he was a thirty-year-old man, and he was actually called a child by the other party.

"Such a heavy rainstorm, if I hadn't passed by, you might have died in the barren mountains and mountains......"

But at this time, Zhuo Chuan couldn't listen to the man's words at all, his eyes were fixed on his body, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"I ...... My body ......"

He couldn't believe it, he felt that his voice was a little weird before, but he didn't care too much about being too hoarse, and now Zhuo Chuan realized that his physical state was very wrong, and he didn't look like an adult at all.

"What's wrong?" Tingting's father couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhuo Chuan's strange appearance.

Zhuo Chuan was still immersed in horror, and it took him a long time to react, raised his head and asked, "Is there a mirror?"

His heart was turbulent again, and judging from his body, it seemed that he was now a teenager, which did not match his age of thirty at all.

"Tingting, go and bring the mirror. ”

Hearing this, the little girl Tingting ran out of the smoke, and after a while, she came to the bed with a bronze mirror the size of a human head and handed it to Zhuo Chuan.

"How can this be ......"

Zhuo Chuan held the bronze mirror in his hand, and a storm rose in his heart.

In the mirror is a pale face, which looks sickly, but also shows the approximate age.

He is actually a teenager now, only about fifteen years old, and in a trance he seems to see himself when he was young, exactly the same as in the mirror.

"What exactly did I go through?"

It took a long time for Zhuo Chuan to be pulled out of shock by Tingting, and the other party's small hands kept shaking in front of him, attracting his attention.

"Brother, brother...... What's wrong with you?"

She asked timidly, and the middle-aged man next to her looked at him silently, thought of something, and involuntarily connected it with Zhuo Chuan, frowning and thinking.

Subsequently, he called Tingting out, talked solemnly with Zhuo Chuan, talked a lot about fairies and ghosts, and then looked at the former quietly, hoping to find out his identity.

"That night, I went back to the village from outside, encountered a torrential rain that I had rarely seen in several years, and then found you in the flash flood and rescued you......"

He talked about the situation at that time, saying that it seemed that there was a guide in the dark, and let him pass through that area, and finally found Zhuo Chuan who was unconscious on a rainy night.

"Perhaps, this is the providence I heard about at the beginning," he stared at him solemnly, "In my opinion, your origin is definitely unusual, and most of it is related to the Immortal Sect. ”

Tingting's father was thoughtful, unlike other people in Yue Village, he almost entered the immortal gate in the Three Immortal Mountains when he was young, and knew many things that ordinary people didn't understand.

"Is there really a god in this world?" asked Zhuo Chuan, who still couldn't change from the concept of the modern world and didn't believe in the existence of demons and monsters.

"I don't dare to say if there are immortals," Tingting's father shook his head, "But when I was young, I saw someone flying in the wind, calling for wind and rain, and having great magical powers." ”

"It's the Dao Elders in the Three Immortal Mountains, and they call themselves monks......"

He added that he regretted not being able to join the Xianjia Sect, otherwise he would not have lived in a small mountain village in the wilderness, ploughing the fields and herding cattle, and living a dull and mundane life.

The two talked for a long time, and Zhuo Chuan finally learned about this monastic civilization that subverted science.

He didn't know if he had really died, but now he was sure that he seemed to be in a strange and strange world.

Here, there are immortals, ghosts, and ancient immortal sects, caves and blessed lands, holy lands, ancient religions, etc., just like legendary places.

"Sanxian Ridge is very big, I haven't been out, I don't know what the outside world is like. Tingting's father shook his head, he couldn't tell Zhuo Chuan more information.

"Perhaps, only the Dao Masters of the Three Immortal Mountains understand the outside pattern......"

......

Zhuo Chuan stayed and lived in Tingting's house, on the one hand, to take care of his body, and on the other hand, he gradually integrated into this ancient cultural world where there was no modern technology and people revered Taoism and practice.

There is no problem in communicating with the people around them, because what they say is like the words of the feudal era and can be understood.

However, the text here is very different from the ancient Chinese script, it is not a traditional character, and it has a bit of a pictographic taste, but it is different.

"Do people come here when they die?"

He often thinks quietly alone, and at night he looks up at the starry sky, thinking about the bits and pieces of the earth that used to be.

Perhaps because there was no pollution, the night sky was like a wash, and the stars fell from the distant sky and sprinkled on the earth, covering the vast mountains and rivers with a light veil.

After his body recovered a little, he began to help Tingting's father work, chopping firewood, plowing fields, cooking fires, etc., and slowly adapted to this kind of life without mobile phones and networks.

"Brother is amazing!"

In the yard, Zhuo Chuan held a large stone of hundreds of catties in both hands, walked steadily, and placed it at the eaves.

After his body gradually recovered, he found that although his body looked relatively thin, his strength was amazing, and even Tingting's father, who was famous in Yue Village, could not compare to him, and he was able to lift hundreds of catties of stones and overturn buffaloes.

"Little brother Zhuo Chuan, it's okay, the big man in our family can't compare to you!" The neighbor who spoke was Tingting's neighbor, who treated people very well, ordinary and happy.

"Aunt Li praised ......"

Zhuo Chuan touched his head and said with a smile, more than two months have passed unconsciously, and he has become familiar with the people of Yue Village.

Everyone knows that there is a teenager from Tingting's family, whose strength is greater than that of a cow plowing the field, and he doesn't need to pant for half a day to do farm work.

"Brother, it's time to eat...... Tingting poked her little head out of the door and shouted, and she didn't forget to say hello to Aunt Li not far away, she was very cute and sensible.

"Just come to ......"

After Zhuo Chuan cleaned up, he slowly walked into the room, looked at the table full of sumptuous meals in some astonishment, and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the seat suspiciously.

"Uncle Yue, how did you cook so many dishes today?" he sat down and rubbed Tingting's hair on the side, causing the latter to look dissatisfied, and muttered to break free.

"Alas......" Tingting's father sighed at this time, looked at Tingting with doting eyes, and reached out to take her into his arms.

"What happened?"

Zhuo Chuan frowned, very puzzled, since Uncle Yue went out of the village a few days ago, his state was a little wrong, he seemed to be hiding something, and he often sighed alone.

"Something to do with Tingting?"