Chaos is boundless, with no beginning and no end.

There is a great power to say that one is born, two is two, two is three, and three is the world.

There is a great power to say that a flower is a world, and the world is like the sand of the Ganges.

There is great power to open the sky with one thought, and destroy the world with one thought.

And is the world we live in really unique? It's a pity that technology still can't even understand the world we live in. The other world's claims are even more unknowable and absurd.

There is no idea of time and space in chaos, and time and space can only be depicted in relation to certain existences.

It should be someday in their timeline. Somewhere in the chaos was struck by a burst of light, and a primordial infinite point appeared.

This point suddenly bursts open and begins to expand, increasing in mass infinitely. When the world was formed, a sigh resounded through the universe. In the outer layers of the cosmic world, an indescribable, indescribable, indescribable majestic being looks at this nascent universe.

The universe is often born by accident.

Suddenly, he shone a ray of light across the universe and disappeared.

This being, who inadvertently opened up a universe, spilled that brilliance, and then turned into nothing. It's a real nothingness, all time, cause and effect, thought. Human beings can think of the level of description, but cannot understand the level of imagination. He was erased from existence.

All of the legends and traces of His existence in time and space seem to have never been produced. All living beings, including the highest beings in the heavens and all worlds, have no memory of Him.

Transcending the primordial, getting rid of all things in thought, and becoming an existence as infinite as chaos is the ultimate pursuit of all powers. Neither success nor failure is imperceptible to the existence of the heavens and universes. Because once you enter the process of detachment, it is irreversible. Success or failure has nothing to do with the heavens and worlds.

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The world of Dragon and Snake Romance.

The dawn of the river breeze gradually spreads along the river throughout the river city.

As the sky began to change from the white of the fish belly in the east to the white, the whole city suddenly came alive in the morning breeze.

"Comrade" "Comrade" In an alley by the river, a dilapidated three-wheeled car suddenly stopped, and the driver turned his head and barked softly at the roadside garbage can. After a while, perhaps the call went unanswered, the uncle pushed the car to a roadside shop and stopped. After hesitating, he walked to the trash can again, stretched out his hand and pushed the huddled figure on the ground, "Little comrade, little comrade, wake up." Wake up" 。。。。。

The uncle leaned forward, wearing a much larger black suit, wrapping around a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. The curled up body seemed to feel the coolness of the spring morning, his hands tightly clasped the suit to cover his chest, and his delicate face was slightly pale.

"Hey", the uncle reached out and touched the young man's head, and let out a sigh.

Then he picked up the boy on a three-wheeled tow bucket and turned around and drove into the depths of the alley.

Whew, dreams shattered.

Fang Yuan sat up on the bed suddenly. Hey, it's not my bed in the rental room, and it's not in my house. This was Fang Yuan's first reaction in the fog.

Picking up the slightly wet towel that had fallen on his chest, Fang Yuan looked at his tender white hands with a dull gaze, everything seemed to be out of order.

Calming down a little, Fang Yuan carefully looked around. It was a small room of about seven or eight square meters, except for a dilapidated camp bed and a mosquito net propped up by bamboo poles under him. The room consisted of a simple wooden table and a dilapidated single sofa, as well as a few small wooden stools. The table was filled with water glasses, chopsticks and miscellaneous items, and two boiling water bottles in the corner of the wall had a line of red letters that had fallen into lacquer: Serve the people. The whole environment is humble and full of the atmosphere of the nineties.

The clothes stacked on the wooden bench in front of the bed are your own. Fang Yuan got up and put on a much larger copycat fzog suit, and slowly walked to the table. A pale and immature face with surprise appeared in the small wire mirror on the table. Except for the slightly decadent eyes, everything else properly shows that this is the face of a junior high school student.

Is this more than ten years ago?

The baptism of the ubiquitous culture in the Internet era made Fang Yuan come back to his senses after only a little surprise.

Lifting his legs, which were weak and limp, he hurried to the simple screen. Fang Yuan was desperate to figure out where he had crossed over.

The face is still the face of his youth, but the place he is thinking about is not his old home in the ravine.

Han Street at noon is full of hustle and bustle.

The moment he opened the window, a noisy breath made Fang Yuan suddenly wake up from his state of confusion.

He clearly saw the red banner in front of the small store opposite, with a line of large characters that read: Welcome Hong Kong's return to the motherland, and the store's products are 6% off.

Hong Kong is about to return to the motherland, and now the season should be spring.

I took a closer look at the majestic posture of the Yangtze River Bridge across the Yangtze River in the distance, as well as the big characters inscribed by the chairman on the bridge. He has confirmed that this is Jiangcheng in 97. Jiangcheng twenty years ago. Move your arms and estimate your weight, you should be less fourteen or fifteen years old now. How can it go back twenty years? Yes, it was 2017 when he crossed over.

The sequelae of hunger and cold, as well as the toss of great joy and sorrow, Fang Yuan fainted to the ground again.

When Fang Yuan came to his senses again, he returned to the small bed.

It's still bright outside the window, and the time should be about noon.

An unkempt and black-faced uncle was cooking on a coal stove when he heard the movement of getting up on the bed, and grinned with a mouthful of charred teeth.

"The little guy woke up, and he was unconscious, and he ran around with a fever. Wait for me to send you back, so that your lord will not be in a hurry. ”

A mouthful of Jiangcheng dialect made Fang Yuan, who had worked in Jiangcheng for two years, feel very cordial, after all, he had not been to Jiangcheng for about seven or eight years.

"Think about it, don't you and your family be angry, and Uncle will send you back." Seeing where Fang Yuan was stunned, the uncle said again.

Fang Yuan came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly, thinking about how to deal with the enthusiastic uncle in the past.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you for helping me, I am a student of the 14th middle school, I am familiar with it here, I will go back by myself in a while." Uncle, what is your surname? Fang Yuan said a few words incoherently, and casually panicked.

The uncle's face changed slightly, and he said angrily, Moseksei is here, you are not worrying. Wait, I'll send you. Don't leave in a hurry, the meal will be ready immediately, eat something first.

Fang Yuan didn't dare to ask anything else, so he ambiguously talked to the uncle about his impression of Jiang Cheng.

While I began to think about what I was doing before I crossed over?

The uncle looked at Fang Yuan, who was a little stunned, and didn't say much. I think it's a disobedient middle school student.,All the older generation of problem students will be a little unwelcome.。 After eating a bowl of rice, pickled vegetables and radishes. Under the watchful eye of the uncle, Fang Yuan got on the bus to Jiangnan. The bus money is paid by the uncle. From start to finish. Fang Yuan didn't even know the name of this uncle. Only silently wrote down his address.

Sitting on the empty bus, the destination was Fang Yuan's nonsense.

Now it's really aimless. Fang Yuan, who was penniless, carefully rummaged through the pockets of his suit, and all the things with future information were gone, I don't know if it was taken away by someone, or if it was not there when he crossed over.

I just wanted to get rid of the enthusiastic uncle, but now I have become a fool. But if you don't get rid of it, how can you explain the fact that you suddenly appeared. I guess I don't have all of my identity here.

I just don't know if this is the original space-time, or a parallel space-time? The timeline is out of order, so it should be a parallel time and space.

Looking at the route on the roof of the car, the end point of the car is to the bus station and railway station in Gangnam. I settled down a little, after all, it was a familiar place. How much minus a point of melancholy.

As the bus swayed, Fang Yuan's thoughts went straight to Miao Miao.

When the text is copied publicly, it is better to start the Internet. The online articles that I have seen before about traveling through parallel space and traveling through the past vaguely floated to my mind. It's exciting to think about, but it's frustrating to think about it. Thinking about it carefully, I found that I didn't remember anything, except for knowing some big events, as well as big people, and the memories of the real effect, there was nothing.

All the way is confused, sometimes happy and sometimes sad.

Along the car window, the magnificent Yangtze River has been left behind.

Suddenly, the bus braked sharply, and slammed into the front seat without warning. Touching, Fang Yuan only felt his head faint for a while.

At the same time, several sparse but rough national scolding sounded in the car, and the driver scolded the vehicle in front of him.

I listed a few things before, but I found that I couldn't do it. At this time, anger suddenly rose in my heart, and a thought rose and turned: What about this fucking crossing, my gold finger, my ring, my beads, my system?

A parallel world traveler without a golden finger. The same too young, too simple Tucson breaks.

When Fang Yuanzheng was strongly volatilizing his resentment, he suddenly spun around and appeared in a void.

Coming back from the vertigo, what filled my eyes was a huge sphere, so large that it was boundless, even infinite. Such a large sphere, but it appeared unusually clearly in front of his eyes, as if the whole universe was slowly rotating. This unscientific sense of space made Fang Yuan stunned for a moment. The boundaries between the infinite and the finite are blurred here.

A piece of information came to my mind silently.

The Great Dao Xuanzhu is the name of the sphere in front of you. "Xuan Zhu Zhu?" Fang Yuan was stunned and complained about the name slightly.

When he was complaining about his name, a soft light shot out from the bead in front of him, erecting a three-dimensional screen in front of Fang Yuan's eyes.

I groaned, watching the images flash across the screen. Fang Yuan's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past.

Isn't that me? The picture begins in a small mountain village, from the birth of a child to school and work. Fang Yuan looked at it for a moment and found that it was actually the epitome of his entire experience before he crossed over. He has just turned 30 and is being promoted to the position of business manager of a company. is full of ambition and is ready to work for a few years, get promoted, raise salary, buy a house and a car, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the peak of life.

Time seemed to be meaningless, obviously it wasn't playing very fast, but Fang Yuan felt that he would soon reminisce about half of his life, and the camera had already reached the scene before the crossing.

After Fang Yuan finished talking about a business, he rode his little electric donkey and prepared to return to the rented small apartment. As a result, after the section of the road in front of the community to renovate the street lights, a section of construction waste was crushed. In the replayed video, Fang Yuan overturned and touched the ground, his head broke and bled out. The beads made of an unknown material worn on the chest were gradually stained with blood. Then it turned into a ray of light, rolled up, and Fang Yuan disappeared in place.

That thing was bought by Fang Yuan at a stall when he visited the Temple of Literature on Saturday. According to the stall owner, it was collected from the countryside, and at that time, Fang Yuan thought that it could not be a handicraft, so he bought it for two hundred. Later, after taking it for a while, the paint on the outside of the bath fell off, only to find that the chain was connected to a small pocket with a bead inside. Fang Yuan thought he had been fooled at that time, and he scolded the profiteers.

Passing through the last scene before the end of the image, Fang Yuan clearly saw himself with a white light, piercing into a huge shadow of a book, on which were the simplified characters of the Romance of the Dragon and Snake. Then his face instantly became about fifteen years old, and he lay down next to the garbage can by the river in Jiangcheng.

This is a proper protagonist's life. Fang Yuan muttered, the adaptability of the third-rate business elite made Fang Yuan instantly accept all the settings that subverted the three views.

As the image ended, Fang Yuan's eyes went dark, and the huge Great Dao Xuan Zhu swirled and occupied all the eyescreens. Fang Yuan suddenly returned to reality.

There is no grandfather, no beautiful elf, and no machine spirit, this bead gold finger, bad reviews. The instant possession of the soul of the comic compare, Fang Yuan unconsciously complained. Daozhu is barbaric and rude, and the simple operation mode is different from the novels I have read, with no tasks and no system assistance. Except for knowing the name and traveling into the novel, everything else is unknown.

Next, Fang Yuan tried a lot of methods, and every time his mind sank into his mind, his spirit would concentrate on the Great Dao Bead, and a projection appeared in the Great Dao Bead Void, but any command, the Great Dao Bead did not react. After entering it three times, Fang Yuan felt drowsy and out of energy.

Every time I saw the Great Dao Xuanzhu Bead, I felt that it was spinning in the void like an eternity. There is no beginning and no end.

Well, being able to traverse is the biggest bug. Don't think about anything else. At least the Great Dao Xuanzhu only needs to concentrate and think about it before it appears, and such a magical thing should not be too disappointing. Let's take your time and look into it later.

After some experiments, Fang Yuan's interest went nine points. The most gratifying thing now is that I can now experience the youthful vitality of my teenage body. The fat of the thirty-year-old and the body memory of often feeling tired feel more alive in comparison.

If it comes, it will be safe. The dragon snake in 97, the plot is far from the beginning, I don't know why it is in front of the plot? Well, crossing is inherently unscientific, and now all unreasonable things are acceptable.

As a certain bit of fossil powder, Fang Yuan is an old driver who occasionally has a shortage of books to watch female frequency, a classic like Dragon and Snake, because of the book shortage, he has read it at least three times. The main plot is basically remembered, but the details are blurred.

After careful combing, the beginning of the story takes place in City C, and now he is in Jiangcheng, thousands of miles apart.

The biggest problem is that he is penniless now, he is not familiar with life, and he was sent back fifteen years ago by the Great Dao Xuanzhu Zhu, and a chemical reaction occurred, and the whole person became fifteen years old. Where do you start?

I carefully recalled the general plot. In the driver's urging voice, Fang Yuan came back to his senses. It's time to reach the terminal. Get off the bus from the back door, and the bus ends at the long-distance station in Gangnam-gu, which is also a train station nearby.

Looking up at the sky that was about to enter twilight, Fang Yuan walked to the side of the road and squatted down to think, what should he do next?

There is no clue when you think about it, the real world is too different from the time of obscenity, obscenity only needs to imagine, the real world, you have to really walk through.

Let's find a place to stay and study what this strong feeling is. Fang Yuan finally decided.

After turning around twice, Fang Yuan was helpless with the status quo. Don't talk about any grand plans first, as a new time-traveler, there is no place to live and no money, this is the biggest problem in reality. There is no one who is so hard to pass through.