It hurts!

It's like the body has been torn in half!

I would have known that I wouldn't have taken sleeping pills.

Zhang Xiaojun shook his head unconsciously, trying to shake the bizarre dream into pieces, he only felt that the whole person was dizzy, and even the ability to think was lost, and it was accompanied by violent colic pain in his abdomen. It's like getting motion sickness on a country bus when I was a kid. He vaguely remembered that the unpleasant experience had made him almost vomit bile, and now he was reliving the indescribable nausea.

The bed board is so hard, something hurts in the back, what time is it, I have to go to work tomorrow, I really don't want to drag this tired body to work, ask for leave.

I want to drink water!

Sitting up in a daze, Zhang Xiaojun turned over and grabbed the water cup on the bedside table, but this time he grabbed it empty.

I had a drinking glass on my bedside table yesterday. Forget it, take a break.

Like most ordinary people, Zhang Xiaojun does not have the superpower to be refreshed as soon as he wakes up, to be precise, he can't even open his eyelids at this time.

Yesterday he had a strange dream, in which he turned into a ball of light that emitted a hazy golden light, drifting in the boundless darkness, at first he was still idle and comfortable, but he immediately felt an inexplicable prying eye from somewhere, and a creepy feeling instantly flooded his heart, so he fled in the endless darkness, trying to avoid the danger of not knowing where it was, and in the long chaotic evasion, suddenly a faint white light shot from afar, like a lighthouse on the shore. He ran towards the light source as if he had lost his life, and then, he didn't remember anything.

After resting for a moment and putting away his chaotic thoughts, Zhang Xiaojun tried to pull his eyelids hard, trying to open his eyes, but his vision was blurry at first, as if covered with a light veil, and then it became clear.

Instead of the familiar bedroom, you will see the dark wilderness!

I was kidnapped? The first thing that popped into Zhang Xiaojun's mind was such an absurd thought. But the next moment, he screamed out in shock, because above his head, a blood moon, a white moon, and two moons of different colors were quietly hanging in the sky, sprinkling patches of light on the earth.

Could it be that I crossed over?

As if to verify something, Zhang Xiaojun hurriedly lowered his head, trying to see some clues from himself.

The comfortable and fluffy white pajamas were gone, replaced by an old cloth shirt that could not be seen in its original color, and the lower half of the body was also an old linen trousers, with a fist-sized hole on the side of the pants, revealing half of the slender calf. Zhang Xiaojun looked at this thin body that obviously did not belong to him, and was speechless for a while.

It seems that it is really crossed, as a person who grew up watching literature, he is no stranger to crossing, and he also fantasized when he was resting that he would one day be able to go to work without hard work, and travel through ancient times to become a king and general, and the power of the world covers the sky with one hand, and the harem is beautiful with three thousand, and he has lived a capitalist life of all evils.

It's a pity that looking at the current situation, it seems that the original owner of his new body is poor and a little malnourished. At this moment, Zhang Xiaojun missed his comfortable nest and half of the roast duck in the refrigerator, damn it, he should have eaten it last night, thinking of this, he didn't listen to the call and there was a gurgling sound in his lower abdomen.

Looks like we'll have to find something to eat first.

Looking around, the ground as far as the eye could see was overgrown with weeds, green tattered cloth scattered among the weeds, and dots of blood, a brown cloak in the distance, a torn curved long sword, and a pair of tattered cuirass, with a large hole in the chest, lay quietly on the ground, reflecting a hazy halo in the moonlight. Farther away, several green-robed men lay motionless on the ground, the weeds beneath them seemingly soaked in blood.

Zhang Xiaojun only felt a chill on his back, goosebumps couldn't stop falling down, he stood up suddenly, took two steps back, and then stumbled, but he tripped over something under him, looked down and saw that a wooden cross stood behind him, painted with intricate mysterious patterns, and an evil eye in the middle was staring at him, as if he was about to break away from the painting at any time.

Holding back the discomfort, he paced slowly and cautiously, reaching out and touching the mysterious cross.

In an instant, a sharp pain erupted from the depths of his skull again, as if he had been hit on the head with a sledgehammer, and the white flash of light in his vision made his mind blurred.

Severe pain, a sharp pain that makes people unable to even make a sound. Who am I and where am I?

When the intense pain began to subside, it seemed as if some inexplicable fragments poured out of the body and filled the brain again.

By the way, he finally remembered again, his name was Adams, and Valen was his last name, as for where he was, of course, in the border town of Tani in the kingdom of Suan, where he was apprenticed in a blacksmith shop in exchange for bread and milk, but he was not born in a small town, and it all started with the rebellion in the kingdom of Bato in the east, when he also had a small noble father, who was the vice president of a small chamber of commerce......

He is obviously Zhang Xiaojun, he is from the earth, he is a legal citizen of the People's Republic of China, he has a warm family, he majored in pharmacy in college, since graduating from university, he has been doing clinical drug trials in a pharmaceutical company, he was still at work yesterday, he has not a girlfriend......

Two distinct voices alternated in his head, washing over his fragile nerves over and over again like a tidal wave, making his heart tingle. He tried to escape from these two real and illusory sounds, but instead he became more and more tired and powerless, and finally he gave up his senseless resistance, allowing his thoughts to flicker in a disorderly stream of fragments.

Suddenly, he understood what kind of ridiculous thing had happened to him, it was so ridiculous that he couldn't accept it but had to accept it.

Yes, the soul named Zhang Xiaojun came to this world from a distant place called the earth, and merged with the soul of an indigenous person named Adams in this world, sharing the current body and forming the current him.

He is both Adams and Zhang Xiaojun. But at the same time, he is not one of the two, he is a completely new individual.

Adams, let's call our new protagonist Adams, this is something that Zhang Xiaojun also agrees with, there is a saying on the earth called "follow the local customs" to describe the current situation is the most appropriate, not to mention that this body is originally Adams's.

As if after two long dreams that were separate and eventually intertwined, Adams finally woke up, looked at the suburban cemetery, and sighed softly.

He clearly remembered that he had come to ask the green-robed men for news from the east, and that he had been separated from his father and the housekeepers and maids when he had fled, and that he had wanted to go back to his father and them, but the thought of those horrible thugs made him tremble with fear, and he had no courage to go back.

Finally, some refugees from the east came, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and sneaked to the cemetery to inquire about the current situation in his hometown, but later, he had no memory of what happened later, and he didn't even remember whether he had spoken to the other party.

With some struggle, dragging his legs, Adams stepped over to the green-robed men, and stretched out his fingers to probe the sniff of one green-robed man, and then to another.

As he struggled to turn the last green-robed body over and carefully confirm that the other man was not breathing, Adams' two brows furrowed as ugly as wriggling earthworms.

They were all dead, and it seemed that something was wrong, some of the corpses had obvious fatal wounds on their bodies, or their cervical vertebrae were broken, or they had a large piece of their chest collapsed, or they had sword marks that pierced their hearts, but others were unscathed, but their expressions were extremely distorted as if they were experiencing something terrible.

Could it be that he was scared to death, or was he cursed to death?

Thinking of the strange cross, Adams couldn't help but mutter, although the experience of another world made him no longer afraid of corpses, but obviously this strange way of dying was not within his psychological tolerance.

Otherwise, let's go back to the town and ask around, maybe someone else knows something. Thinking with such trepidation, Adams stepped forward and fled away from the place that had made him creepy.