Upper: The stars are proud

Volume 1: The First Invasion of the Otherworld

Chapter 1: Curiosity Kills Cats

Ling Xingchen has always been very curious about the Mayan civilization, he wants to know whether this ancient civilization, which has achieved great achievements in astronomy, mathematics, agriculture, art, and writing, is as mysterious as the legend, and why is it deeply attracted to him? Especially the prophecy of the end of the world in 2012, after watching the apocalypse-themed movie, this feeling is even stronger.

No, as soon as the first Sino-foreign martial arts exchange meeting ended, he put down all entertainment and couldn't wait to set off for the ruins of the Mayan civilization located in the Yucatan Peninsula.

Along the way, the tropical rainforest attracted Ling Xingchen's attention, but Ling Xingchen attracted the eyes of the beauties around him, which was hotter than the sun.

Feeling the unkind gaze of the men around him, and the resentment of the beauties in the same ride, he was not surprised, calm as the pyramid of the Mayans, thin lips with a 43-degree smile, sword eyebrows raised, and eyes like black jewels shot out arcs of electricity, hitting the deer jumping in their hearts.

People live with a face, trees live with a skin, this is a world of faces.

Recent contact with Westerners has revealed that they are even more face-controlling than Easterners.

If the Oriental people are subtle and tactful, then the Westerners are unrestrained, direct and naked. Ling Xingchen laughed in his heart, it turned out that Western countries were nothing more than that!

After practicing martial arts all these years, his state of mind is no longer comparable to ordinary people, and for the feelings of the opposite sex, except for Chu Yue, the goddess of the Conservatory, who else can calm his heart and cause ripples?

After a flying kiss, he ignored their excitement and their jealousy, and strode towards the ruins.

While admiring the ruins of the Mayan civilization, you can reconstruct the prosperity of the time in your mind. He wondered what had caused this highly developed civilization to disappear into the tropical jungles of the Americas overnight.

Could it really be that there are aliens? Shouldn't the Mayans take an alien spaceship to migrate their clans? Ling Xingchen couldn't help but wonder in his brain.

Sent away a few exotic men and women who asked him to sign autographs and take a group photo, and as far as the eye could see, overgrown with weeds, desolate and decayed, no longer the prosperous scene of the past.

Ling Xingchen unconsciously touched the scene, and remembered the hot scene of the foreign martial arts exchange meeting in the past few days, and couldn't help but sigh: "I can't imagine that foreigners are so enthusiastic, and their fanaticism with Chinese martial arts can already be described as obsession." Although martial arts have no borders, Chinese martial arts are still inherited by the descendants of Yan and Huang. ”

Ling Xingchen, who is known as the leader of contemporary Chinese martial arts, does not want Chinese martial arts to be like the ancient civilization in front of him, and can only be remembered and regretted after thousands of years.

He is determined to use his life's energy to revitalize Chinese martial arts!

Looking at these ruins, I can't help but reach out to touch the vicissitudes of life, and there is a scorching heat that only summer can only come from my fingertips. Before I knew it, I had come to a relatively complete stone carving.

I saw that there was a stone pillar carved with patterns in each of the four directions of the east, west, south and north, and the patterns were the sun god, the rain god, the corn god, and the moon god, and Ling Xingchen was even more curious about the round stone carving in the middle.

The mottled traces told the ancient and vicissitudes of life, and Ling Xingchen couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched it, a piece of the stone carving actually fell off, revealing a corner of gold.

"Hey, is there another mystery hidden?" Ling Xingchen, driven by curiosity, stretched out his right hand to pull it.

As soon as I touched it, I only heard a "bang", and the entire surface of the stone carving fell off a layer two or three centimeters thick and turned into dust.

A dazzling golden glow in the sunlight catches the eye.

He was amazed: how high is the carving technology in the Stone Age?

Ling Xingchen leaned over his face, opened his eyes and looked closely, it seemed to be a map of galaxies and nebulae, and even the Milky Way was among them. Suddenly, he seemed to be in a trance, and vaguely saw that the nebula map was rotating counterclockwise, forming a whirlpool, like a portal, but the picture was fleeting.

He felt as if he was not facing a stone carving, but the vast universe, and suddenly felt insignificant.

Ling Xingchen was shocked, smiled and took out his mobile phone to take a photo and posted it on Weibo and WeChat Moments to share: The latest discovery of Mayan civilization: cosmic starry sky map.

Ling Xingchen was even more curious about this stone carving, and couldn't help but stretch out his right hand to caress it, and in an instant, a coolness spread throughout every cell, he couldn't help but shudder, at this time, there was a strange aura in the body, running rapidly along the meridians, as if it had opened up the second vein of Rendu and connected the entrance of heaven and earth, it was indescribably comfortable, and he couldn't help but want to let out a long howl!

He continued to caress when suddenly a slight pain came from his right index finger, and he withdrew his right hand to find that his index finger had been cut by a bulge on the stone carving that could barely be seen without looking closely, and the scarlet blood quickly gathered into bright red beads on the fingertips.

Looking at the stone carvings again, there is also a drop of blood left, which is very conspicuous on the golden stone carvings.

Strange, how can the rough skin be scratched by ordinary stone carvings after practicing martial arts all year round?

Ling Xingchen frowned, looked at his hands, and when he looked at the stone carving, he found that the star figure was rotating rapidly, the drop of blood on the stone carving turned into a thin S-shaped blood line, and the entire stone carving turned into a Tai Chi whirlpool, and an irresistible devouring force attacked, sweeping and pulling him into it.

Ling Xingchen seemed to have fallen into a black whirlpool, like a black hole in time and space in film and television, and was engulfed in an instant. And when he was engulfed, the stone carving pattern turned into a golden curtain of light that enveloped his whole body and flew rapidly.

He looked through the curtain of light, and the endless darkness, loneliness, and coldness soaked into his heart, like the darkness before the end. Ling Xingchen's body was cold, the uneasiness from the depths of his soul, the aura of despair enveloped his heart, everything was only in an instant, and before he could be frightened, his eyes went black and he fainted.

Moments later, the space agencies of Huaxia, Milicán, and Russia were shocked, and they all received images from the satellites: golden UFOs flew out of the territory of Mexico, exceeding the speed of the third universe.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Xingchen woke up, as if in a dream.

He was surprised to find himself weightless, suspended in a transparent golden ball of light, the sun, moon and stars changing positions on the light curtain.

He moved, his hand carefully touching the ball of light: cold, hard, like a real thing. Looking through the ball of light, he was starry in the infinite darkness, and he couldn't see the familiar aqua-blue planet, nor could he see the scene in any space photograph, and the planets that were rapidly approaching and then moving away in an instant were suggesting that he was flying at a rapid speed.

Based on the physics knowledge he had learned, he guessed that he was now flying faster than the third cosmic speed, and would fly out of the solar system and even the Milky Way.

How can you suddenly dream in broad daylight? If you have such a healthy body, you won't hallucinate even if it's hot and heatstroke, this must be in a dream, right? Or you can't know anything if you hang up??? you don't know anything.

Ling Xingchen's mind was full of questions, not noticing the impending danger in the slightest.

I saw a star hit the light mask, and before Ling Xingchen could react, there was a loud bang, and the star hit the light mask and immediately turned into powder. The anti-sightseeing cover was intact, unaffected, not even shaking, not even changing direction, and continued to carry him on the flight.

Ling Xingchen was startled, and came back to his senses in a trance, such a scene may only exist in science fiction movies. And often such special effects are either miraculous body protection or crossing. Chinese martial arts does not have such a stunt, but it has never been filmed, and it has never been experienced in simulated weightless space, so the only explanation is: crossing!?

All of this has happened in a matter of seconds now, and the analysis is done in the mind in an instant.

"Gurgle", Ling Xingchen panicked. He hurriedly took out his phone to wake up the screen, but unfortunately there was no signal.

Practicing martial arts since he was a child has made him calmer than his peers and more calm in trouble, but after all, people are not gods. Although I believe that it is a dream, after rational and objective analysis, I have come to the conclusion that it is far away from the earth and is likely to travel in time and space.

However, most of the plots about aliens, time travel, and time travel are in movies and novels, and he doesn't know whether to say it's luck or luck or luck?!

"My mother waited for me to go back for my birthday, Yue'er was just pregnant, I haven't been able to give her happiness, and I haven't carried forward the Chinese martial arts...... I still have a lot to do. Ling Xingchen's memory opened a gap, and his suppressed emotions finally erupted like a volcano, like a flood bursting its banks, like an earthquake and tsunami.

No matter how firm a person is, in the face of life and death, he will lose his mind and even collapse his will, let alone a twenty-year-old boy?

Negative emotions eventually broke down his psychological defense, and he went from anger at the beginning to madness and despair now. Ling Xingchen frantically attacked the ball of light, angry, unwilling, and frightened, shouting hoarsely, and sobbing profusely.

In just a few minutes, his breathing was already short, his face was red, and his movements gradually slowed down. He quickly realized that he would not be able to last long if he continued like this, and he was afraid that he would really die of lack of oxygen.

If you care, it's messy!

The last reason told him to stay sober and conserve his physical strength, and only by living could he have the opportunity to see his parents and Yue'er again, and only then could he hope to carry forward the Chinese martial arts.

The desire to survive overcame all the negativity, and Ling Xingchen, who calmed down, gradually blurred his consciousness, and memories came to his mind one by one.

It would be nice if I listened to them and found a job instead of dancing with guns and sticks all day long, and if I went back to China with the martial arts association and didn't come to see the ruined ruins of the Mayans, if I didn't touch the stone carvings, if I didn't ......

If, if too extravagant, who ever had?

Father and mother, forgive my son for being unfilial, Yue'er forgive me for not being able to accompany you, child, forgive my father for not being able to accompany you, masters, brothers, forgive me for breaking my promise....... curiosity, killing the cat!

Due to the lack of oxygen, Ling Xingchen didn't even seem to have the strength to remember and miss, and his thinking gradually became intermittent. But he was trying to stay awake, reminiscing bit by bit. Because he was afraid that if he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.

The boy didn't flick his tears, but his tears kept pouring out of the corners of his eyes, floating in the light mask, into crystal beads, shining golden.