The chirping of birds, the chirping, is it so nice, what is cool, is it spring water? Yang Qiuchi felt the gradual recovery of consciousness, and slowly opened his eyes, so dazzling sunlight, quickly closed his eyes.

Am I not dead? Where am I? Yang Qiuchi thought hard, and felt that his head was about to crack, so he had to lie quietly.

A fresh breeze blows, so comfortable. There was the sound of trickling water. Yang Qiuchi opened his mouth slightly, and a cool spring immediately poured into his mouth.

After drinking a few sips of Qingquan, Yang Qiuchi felt a little refreshed, and his head didn't hurt so much. When you open your eyes, you will be greeted by verdant mountains and lush trees. What a beautiful mountain scenery.

Yang Qiuchi struggled to sit up, looked around, on the left was a cliff more than ten zhang high, mountains were stacked, a stream meandered through the mountains, he was sitting on the stream under the cliff, the clear stream soaked his clothes and pants, the mountain wind blew, and he had goosebumps.

He didn't know what this place was, but the lush trees on the mountains told him that this was definitely not the endless grasslands and snow-capped mountains of the Tibetan province of Ali where the huge funnel appeared.

Not far away, the truck was lying pitifully like a shriveled old man in the rocks not far away, one wheel no longer knowing where it had gone.

Yang Qiuchi struggled to stand up. I felt that something was not quite right on my body, I looked down and was startled, the wet clothes on my body didn't look like my own, the style was very strange, as if I had seen it somewhere, by the way, the kind of green cloth shirt often worn by ordinary people in ancient times often appeared in costume TV dramas, wide and thick trousers, and a pair of flat cloth shoes. The head was also wrong, and when I reached out and touched it, my inch became a bun made of long hair, and two turbans fluttering in the wind.

What's going on? How did I wear the clothes of the ancients? Strange, Yang Qiuchi muttered a few words to himself, staggered to the side of the car, opened the door, and the cab was in a mess, the digital camera and the driver's 77-style pistol inserted in the holster were gone. Yang Qiuchi climbed into the cab to look for it, and found the camera and pistol under the seat.

Yang Qiuchi picked up the pistol and digital camera and put them on the seat, feeling so tired, he sat down with his butt and leaned on the backrest and panted. Suddenly, he froze for a moment, because in the rearview mirror in front of the cab, he saw a strange face covered in blood! The scenes of those horror movies about ghosts encountered in the car that he had seen in the past appeared in his mind like lightning, there were ghosts!

When he turned around, there was nothing behind him, and he looked left and right, but there was none. When I looked up again, the stranger with a bloodstained face was still staring at me coldly!

Yang Qiuchi's head thudred, and he felt the hairs on his body stand up. Isn't it the same in ghost movies! But now it's broad daylight, and the sun is shining, will you encounter ghosts? Due to fear, Yang Qiuchi's neck stiffened, although as a forensic doctor, he had dissected countless corpses, and he would not be afraid of ghosts, but he had just experienced death himself, and now he encountered this strange thing again, and he had become a frightened bird.

He couldn't move, just stared at the stranger in the rearview mirror, and the man stared at him too. It's a stalemate. The muscles on Yang Qiuchi's face twitched involuntarily, and the blood-stained face of the stranger in the rearview mirror also twitched. A thought flashed through me, could that stranger be himself?

blinked, the person in the rearview mirror also blinked, opened his mouth and smiled, revealing snow-white and neat teeth, and similarly, the person in the rearview mirror also had snow-white and neat teeth. Yang Qiuchi let out a long sigh of relief, what was in the mirror was not a ghost, but himself.

Is it yourself? This thought made Yang Qiuchi's heart, which had just relaxed, suddenly come up again, that stranger was himself? How did your face become like this? It's still full of blood, ah~~! Yang Qiuchi grabbed the rearview mirror at once, took a picture left and right, and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, revealing his true colors, this completely unfamiliar face, a face that he had never seen before! Who's this?

How did I become like this? Where did the blood on the face come from? Yang Qiuchi stared at himself in the mirror stupidly, and he didn't react for a long time. Recalling the scene I experienced when I was sucked into the huge funnel before, I felt as if my soul had left my body, so I should have died and died, so how did I come back to life? I remembered, as if I saw a person lying between the white jade belts, and pounced on him, and then I didn't know, could the white jade belt be this stream, the person was surrounded by blood and was motionless, it should be a corpse, maybe he fell off the cliff next to the creek and died, is it...... Thinking of this, a word that is often used in ghost novels came to me - borrowing corpses to return souls!

Did he borrow this person's body to come back to life again? It is likely that the man fell to his death at the foot of the cliff, and happened to come here through time and space through a huge funnel-shaped black hole, and resurrected his corpse again. However, such a major matter as borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul should be approved by King Yama, but I haven't seen any bull head and horse noodles, so have I drunk Meng Po soup and forgotten everything? No, I remember everything before this very well, what's going on?

He looked at the ancient clothes on his body, ancient? Could it be that he traveled through time and space and borrowed corpses to resurrect his soul to ancient times? Thinking of the stories of time and space travel that often appear in novels and movies, Yang Qiuchi's head boomed, surprised and delighted, was he so lucky to fly to ancient times? So to what dynasty? If it is in an era of wars and chaos, it is miserable to be hacked to death for no reason, or it is unlucky to be starved to death in an era of famine. You'll have to find someone to ask you which dynasty you're in.

Who is this corpse that I borrowed myself? Look at this dress, it shouldn't be an official, the official in the TV series should have an official uniform, wear a black gauze hat, and don't look like a famous reader, ancient scholars seem to be wearing a robe, which can be known from the bearded Lu Xun's "Kong Yiji" novel, that sour Xiucai Kong Yiji is the only scholar who wears a long shirt and stands and drinks, by the way, the Xiucai in the TV series seems to be wearing a hat, shaking two small wings on both sides, and the head of the corpse that he borrowed to revive his soul is just a turban tied to the head, it's over, It must be a flat-headed common man.

It's okay to farm, you can continue to farm after finding the land, if it's a long-term worker or a cattle herder, it's miserable, or it's a businessman, but just look at this coarse cloth clothes, you can know that it can't be a rich businessman, maybe it's a roadside vegetable seller, and Ding Potian is a grocery store.

However, even if this person has two acres of thin fields or a grocery store, who doesn't know who he is, and there is no clue at all, where to find this thin field and grocery store? After thinking about it, what can I do if I find it, in case this person has a lot of debts, or has an old, ugly and fierce wife and a lot of shriveled children who are hungry and crying, and I have to find a life for them, wouldn't it be even worse!

;