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"Who, who, who...... Calling? ”

The sound seemed to be far and near, and bursts of magic sounds pierced his brain, and Hong Lei suddenly opened his eyes.

He was greeted by the honest face of a middle-aged uncle, full of wrinkles, and his eyes revealed a strong sense of anxiety and care.

"Who is he?" A question mark appeared in Hong Lei's mind, and when I look at it again, my ma!

"Hey, how did I get smaller?" Small hands, small feet, small bodies, little people.

Looking at the clothes on my body again, I have never seen it, it is a white-washed gown, antique, rustic!

Hong Lei, who was groggy-headed, propped himself up and looked around.

The middle-aged uncle's clothes are an ancient costume, and he is in a dilapidated temple, whether it is a broken mountain god statue with a spider web, or a wall pattern, he is a professional in architecture, and at a glance in a hurry, he can't help but be surprised, it is not a modern building at all.

Architecture of the Tang Dynasty!

Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty?

In addition, there is a middle-aged sturdy uncle who affectionately calls him "Xiaobao", all of which shows that he is dreaming now!

Hong Lei lay down again, closed his eyes, and said silently: "The nightmare fades, the nightmare fades!" ”

However, the middle-aged uncle's voice roared in his ears unrelentingly, and Hong Lei pinched his thigh with his little hand hard, which was painful!

Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, propped up his small body again, and asked, "Uncle, who are you?" ”

A look of astonishment appeared on the uncle's face, and he said with infinite sadness: "My son, I am your father Feng Dabao!" ”

“what？！”

Feng Dabao wiped his tears very sadly, and sighed: "It's all because my father can't stand you and didn't protect you, but when I woke up, I couldn't even recognize my father, what nonsense are you talking about?!" ”

He's my dad? Am I his son?

God? What's going on?

Am I reincarnated, or am I ...... Crossed?

I wore it, I really wore it! Just wear it like that?

Crossing dressed like this? People are either devoted to the emperor's family, or at least the prince, the official, the rich man, all of them are angry, the tiger body is shocked, and they can immediately spend the difference, and the beauties compete to throw themselves into their arms, which is like me? In this dilapidated temple, there is a "father" in tattered clothes by his side?

Suddenly, Hong Lei felt unprecedented fear...... Can't go back to the past, and say goodbye to the previous life forever?

His small body immediately sensed the emotions of his master, so his instinctive reaction was...... Cry!

Feng Dabao looked at him worriedly, and when he saw Hong Lei's mouth flattened and cried, he said with relief: "It's good to cry, it's good to cry." ”

In his opinion, Hong Lei was too calm, and now is the right reaction.

But seeing Hong Lei's more and more crying, the more sad he became, he couldn't help but panic and was at a loss.

Crying and crying, suddenly Hong Lei's head hurt sharply, and he fainted again.

In the haze, there seemed to be many scenes shaking, thoughts in the bottom of his heart like a tide, he knew who this body was, he was Feng Xiaobao, eleven years old this year, the Tang Dynasty Longzhou people's name, I don't know what age, anyway, I only know that today's surname is Li, Xiaobao's mother is nowhere to be found, there is no impression of a mother in Xiaobao's mind, he has followed his father Feng Dabao to the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and makes a living by playing boxing sticks, selling bone-setting pills, and strong pills.

This morning, the two fathers and sons went to the Fufeng Territory to sell medicine, because they did not worship the "dock", offended the local hooligan Zhou, he brought people to smash the field, and in the chaos Xiaobao was pushed hard, his head hit the wall, and he fainted and did not react.

When I wake up, I'll be a little treasure! (The following title will be changed to "I" to Feng Xiaobao)

"Oh my God!" Feng Xiaobao howled miserably in his heart again, such things have happened, it is really unreasonable!

"Pandora!" In his mind, Feng Xiaobao raised his middle finger!

When Feng Xiaobao woke up again, it was almost dark, Feng Dabao was busy, a pile of fire licking a small clay pot, revealing the aroma, he was cooking wheat porridge.

Seeing Feng Xiaobao wake up and look at him with a dull face, Feng Dabao said happily: "Come, dad will wipe your face!" "A damp coarse cloth wiped it over.

He was clumsy, and the very thick cloth wiped Feng Xiaobao's "delicate" little face painfully, but Feng Xiaobao had a warm feeling and strong love.

The porridge fluttered and boiled, Feng Dabao went to scoop the porridge, handed it to Feng Xiaobao and said, "Eat it." ”

Holding the rough big bowl in his hand, Feng Xiaobao peeked at it, this bowl of porridge was already two-thirds of the amount of the small clay pot on the fire!

Feeling that his nose was sour, Feng Xiaobao subconsciously shouted out for the first time: "Aya (Dad)!" ”

Feng Xiaobao seemed to be back to normal, and Feng Dabao said happily: "My son, eat it while it's hot." ”

The porridge is really fragrant, Feng Xiaobao was very hungry, and ate it in a big gulp, Feng Dabao took the bowl, scooped up the porridge in the clay pot again, and handed it to Feng Xiaobao and said, "Come again!" ”

Now that Feng Xiaobao had inherited all his memories, he knew that the porridge in this clay pot was the ration of their father and son's dinner, and hurriedly said, "Aya, I'm full." ”

Feng Xiaobao jumped up, moved his muscles and bones, and found that the current body was tall, with a large skeleton and a strong body, and then touched his face and skin, the elasticity was very good! It's just a little thinner and darker.

I feel a little at ease in my heart, and I am not afraid if I have a foundation, but as for thinness, as long as I grow up, I will not be thin. (When you become a big official, you can basically eat fat-headed pig brains)

Walking out of the temple gate, it turned out to be a mountain temple in the middle of the mountain, only to see the field is pitch black, and there are only a few lights of Liao Liao in the distance.

The stars in the sky are brilliant, there is no light in the future and even the stars in the sky are covered by the scene, the air at night is fresh and fragrant, the cool breeze hits people, listen to the wild sky clusters, the sound of insects, the occasional bird call, a good environmental protection atmosphere, if those green molecules see it, I am afraid that they will be so happy to pee their pants.

There was a wry smile in my heart, what is the use of going green? I'd rather have the hustle and bustle of the afterlife, I want cars, planes, yachts, big shopping malls, the Internet...... Even some seemingly ordinary things: ballpoint pens, Visa cards, Coca-Cola, mobile phones, televisions...... Everything that is modern will be goodbye to me forever.

Others are the dust of the past, I am the eternal secret of the future!

Sadness came from the heart, Feng Xiaobao sat on the ground weakly holding his head.

Someone behind him patted him and babbled: "Xiaobao, pay attention to the wolves outside!" ”

Oh my God, and the wolves? Feng Xiaobao, who looked helpless, could only follow him back to the temple honestly, and Feng Dabao put the door on top with stones.

For the first time in history, Feng Xiaobao, who sang every night but didn't sleep in the middle of the night, went to bed at about seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

The so-called "bed" is nothing more than a layer of hay spread on the ground, which pierces the flesh outside Feng Xiaobao's clothes.

The bonfire gradually went out, and there was a faint sound on the ground, and with the help of the embers, Feng Xiaobao opened his eyes wide and looked: "Oh, rats too!" ”

It's a big mouse, and the fat head is like a pig's brain!

A mouse swaggered out by the wall, Feng Xiaobao casually grabbed a piece of something and threw it out, the mouse just jumped away, he even saw its disdainful gaze, squeak, hate!

With the nightmare of rats crawling on his face, Feng Xiaobao spent the first night after the crossing.