"Young master, young master, wake up, don't scare Xiaohong, woo woo," the girl's slightly crying voice sounded in Zhang Heng's ears.

Is this the voice of a fairy? It's so good, Zhang Heng thought to himself.

Did I come to the fairy world after I died?

"Young master, young master. The girl's shouting continued.

Strongly supporting his consciousness, Zhang Heng opened his eyes little by little, and what caught his eye was a slightly immature face, fifteen or sixteen years old, although it was not a national color and fragrance, but it was also very attractive.

At this moment, the girl's face was full of anxiety.

It seems that the TV series is really unreliable, and it is not so exaggerated to say that a fairy can dump all beings as soon as she turns around.

"Young master, you finally woke up, scared me to death. The girl's surprised voice came, but at this moment, Zhang Heng was in no mood to answer.

Pain, heart-rending pain, the brain seemed to explode, even if Zhang Heng had strong perseverance, he still couldn't help but scream: "Ah, it hurts." ”

Master, I'm dead, why does TM still feel pain?

"Young master, what's wrong with you, what's uncomfortable?" Looking at Zhang Heng's painful appearance, the girl's heart was anxious, and tears hung on the corners of her eyes.

"Let's go, young master, let's go home," the girl stood up strongly, bypassed the crowd of onlookers around her, and helped Zhang Heng to walk towards Zhang's mansion step by step.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Heng sat on the bed, looked at the dignified girl standing not far away with the medicine, and finally understood something.

He didn't die, he crossed over.

Yes, crossed.

What? Such a bloody plot actually happened to me?

No wonder I didn't want the pain just now, it turns out that I'm not dead yet, master. Zhang Heng has also read a lot of sand sculpture novels before, so is it unacceptable to cross over?

Perhaps God saw that his life was too frustrated and unbearable, so he showed mercy and gave him a new path.

After confirming that he had really crossed over, Zhang Heng began to look at the delicate girl in front of him, as well as the layout of the room,

The walls, tables and chairs are all made of wood.

The room was very basic, extremely basic, very basic.

Except for the small bed where he was now sitting, there was only a wooden table and four chairs, and a few simple things.

However, it was still clean and tidy.

Just a cursory glance, Zhang Heng was basically sure that he had traveled to ancient times.

It's not bad, although the conditions of food, clothing, housing and transportation are not as good as modern ones, but at least their lives are saved.

After clearing his throat, Zhang Heng asked the girl, "Your name is Xiaohong, right?"

Zhang Heng vaguely remembered that he was lying on the ground just now, and this little girl who called him Young Master seemed to call herself Xiaohong.

Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, didn't she ask knowingly? But the young master still had to reply, so she had to answer: "Yes, young master, my name is Xiaohong,"

When it was over, the girl added suspiciously: "Does the young master have any orders?"

Zhang Heng then asked: "That, Xiaohong, what dynasty is it now?"

What dynasty? Now the girl is confused,

Seeing that the girl didn't seem to understand, Zhang Heng changed his statement, and then asked: "That is, what is the name of this dynasty now." ”

"Oh, the young master is asking us which kingdom this place belongs to, right? Our Liunan City is the southernmost small city in Liuguo, with a population of no more than 100,000," the girl finally understood what Zhang Heng meant, and replied happily.

Hearing the reply, Zhang Heng couldn't help laughing, Liu Guo, I don't remember that there is such a dynasty, but once it comes, it will be peaceful, and it doesn't matter what dynasty it is.

However, the southernmost town in Liuguo is called "Liunan City", which is also too funny, so to speak, the north is called "Liubei City", and the east is called "Liudong City".

"Alas, no, young master, although you are usually a little stupid, but it is not that people from any country don't remember, are you stupid by that bastard Liu Yuan," the girl seemed to think of something, and cried pitifully.

"Woo woo, young master, you are so pitiful, you have been weak and sick since you were a child, and you have many disasters, and now you are still beaten stupidly, and your fate is unfair,"

Smiling hard, the girl continued, "But, young master, I will take good care of you." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Heng's head was full of black lines, I'm afraid this little girl is not a little wrong.

"How do you speak, young master, I'm not stupid, young master Ben just can't remember some things, and it will be fine in a few days,"

"It's okay, young master, you're hungry, I'll go cook something for you." After speaking, Xiaohong was ready to go out and prepare food for Zhang Heng.

"Wait a minute," Zhang Heng seemed to think of something.

"You just said that Young Master Ben is frail and sick, is that Young Master Ben dying?"

He was also frail and sick in his previous life, and then, he died.

Hearing this, Xiaohong stumbled and almost fell.

The surface replied: "Young master, you are just weak, just take more complement pills, you won't die." ”

But I was thinking in my heart, it's over, the young master was really beaten stupid,

Hearing that he wouldn't die, Zhang Heng put his mind at ease, just don't die, Nima, if the master dies just after crossing over, then how can you play, if you die this time, you may really die, and there shouldn't be a second time when you cross this kind of thing.

"Wait a minute, you just said the pill?" Zhang Heng saw that the girl wanted to leave, and hurriedly stretched out his hand.

This is not to blame Zhang Heng, others will read the original memory of the host, but he didn't read anything, and his brain was blank.

"Yes, both the first-order pill Qingxin Pill and the second-order pill second-order Qingxin Pill can restore the young master, but the young master has no contribution to the family, and the head of the family will not give the young master the pill," Xiaohong replied,

Elixir, haha, according to the online novel that Zhang Heng read in his previous life, this must be a world where you can practice, the strong fly to the sky, take people's heads thousands of miles away, and do anything.

Hehehehe, and a traverser like him must be a son of the plane, a chosen one, and his cultivation speed is dozens or even hundreds of times that of ordinary people.

This is out, and the day is not far from the day when he will beat all kinds of holy sons, meet saints, and go to the peak of life.

Xiao Hong, who was standing at the door, saw her young master sitting on the bed and smirking, thinking, it's over, this young master is really stupid.

I saw that Zhang Heng suddenly stopped smirking and asked in an extremely serious tone: "Xiaohong, you answer me, is it possible to practice in this world, or to cultivate?"

"Of course you can, young master, I've practiced the third order," Xiaohong returned proudly.

After a slight pause, Xiaohong said again: "It's okay, young master, although you have amnesia, I will tell you slowly, and you will recover soon," the girl finished speaking, and smiled at Zhang Heng.

is not only to encourage Zhang Heng, but also to cheer himself up.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhang Heng couldn't help jumping up happily, but he had already forgotten that he was still an injured person, and suddenly a burst of pain struck, and Zhang Heng grinned in pain.

After a pause, Zhang Heng nodded and smiled lewdly, as if asking Xiaohong, and as if talking to himself: "Then, Young Master Ben must be a genius." ”

Zhang Heng was still intoxicated with his own imagination, but Xiaohong splashed a basin of cold water.

"Young master, you can't beat me, if you are a genius, then I am the saint of the Holy Land"