In the dimly lit room, the faint flame of a candle swayed in the wind, shaking a figure like a ghost.

The man was holding an ancient book in one hand and a short knife in the other, and was muttering to himself:

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace... From the palace ......"

As he spoke, he slapped the short knife on the table, stood up, and paced back and forth in the room with the book in his hand, his brows furrowed like Sichuan characters, as if he was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.

After a while, he sat back uneasily, still muttering back and forth the words:

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace......!

His face began to distort in the dim light, and he looked more and more hideous.

He grabbed the short knife on the table, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, as if he had made up his mind—

"I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and today I ...... Today...... Alas!"

Speaking of the back, he sighed, and the whole person slumped in his chair like a deflated ball.

Gave up ......

Thinking of his wife and daughter, as well as his reputation as the "Gentleman's Sword" that he had gone through through ups and downs, he still couldn't make up his mind after all.

"Smack!"

He casually threw the scroll and knife in his hand on the table, covering his face with his hands and rubbing them.

The sound of "BIU" seemed to be a voice from outside the sky -

Yue Buqun still retained the action of rubbing his face, and his two lower eyelids were still pulled under his fingers, and he rolled out bloodshot white eyes.

The flame of the candle on the table still maintains its curved shape, like an abstract work of art, and even the fallen leaves outside the house are still in the air, like a photograph.

Time suddenly stopped at this moment!

A young man wearing big pants and a white vest pushed open the door, walked in with a smile, and walked in front of Yue Buqun, he leaned down, stared at Yue Buqun's current appearance with wide eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"It's really hard to find such a good angle. Looking at the three red words "Yue Buqun" that appeared on Yue Buqun's head, he chuckled.

took out his mobile phone from his wide pocket, opened the camera and took a photo of Yue Buqun's "click", then switched to the desktop of the mobile phone, swiped his thumb, and found an APP called "Time and Space", clicked on it casually and uploaded Yue Buqun's head sticker.

It may be that the mobile phone is too old, and after a delay for a while, Yue Buqun's headshot and lines of text appeared on the screen:

Yue Buqun, in order to dominate the martial arts and practice the "evil sword method", was willing to go from the palace, and then used the evil sword method to kill the Hengshan faction Dingxian and Dingyi, just because the two resolutely opposed the five Yue faction. and defeated Zuo Lengchan, who was the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect at the time, on the Fengzen platform, and blinded him with a poisonous needle, and won the position of the head of the merged Wuyue Sect......

After reading this passage in a low voice, the young man reached out and scratched his crotch, shook his head silently, and said with a look of regret:

"How can such a brilliant life be ruined in my hands? You can't do it? Tsk, I'll help you. ”

After speaking, he walked to Yue Buqun's side, broke his hands, picked up the evil sword spectrum from the table and stuffed it into his hand, and stuffed the short knife into his other hand, and then pulled his hand holding the knife under him, aimed the tip of the knife at his crotch, and pressed it down violently-

Poof!

"Oh my mother, it's too bloody, it's too cruel, Amitabha Buddha ......"

Because time stood still, the wound did not bleed. The young man circled around Yue Buqun and took out his mobile phone after making sure there was no problem.

"Well, the time is half a minute back, yes, this is the picture, great"

After speaking, he clicked the "Start" button -

With a bang, the flame of the candle began to sway again, and the leaves outside the house were also swept into the air by the wind, and Yue Buqun in the house also returned to the time when he was talking to himself just now:

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace...... From the palace ......"

As he spoke, his eyes began to widen slowly, and then he slowly lowered his head, sweeping his gaze from the hand holding the knife to his crotch.

"Is it ......?"

As if to verify his conjecture, a stream of blood spurted out!

Syllable!

The blood-stained dagger fell to the ground.

Yue Buqun stood up violently, the evil sword spectrum was held high by him, and his face showed a hodgepodge-like expression, crying and laughing, and finally froze on an expression platter.

"Providence! Providence! I will dominate the martial arts if I practice divine skills——!!

Seeing that Yue Buqun shed tears of "excitement", the transparent young man sighed lightly and said silently:

"There is also no little Dingding, why are you so happy? finish your gorgeous life, I can only help you get here, deep hidden merit and fame......"

After speaking, he pressed the "back" button on his phone, and the figure flickered, and disappeared into the air like the wind.

"Hahahaha..."

Yue Buqun, who was laughing madly, suddenly stopped, frowned and looked down at his crotch.

I saw that the blood in his lower body was not stopped by his luck, but there was a tendency to spurt more and more violently!

"This?!Even the blood vessels in the thighs have been punctured......"

......

Another time and space, somewhere in ancient Jinling-

A man in a tattered mountaineering suit looked around blankly.

"Where is this?" he was a little confused.

The confusion of time and space made him hold his temples and think back to what had happened before.

Then he woke up and found himself on this dark night, and there was not even a street lamp around.

"What the hell is going on, I'm not dead? Where is this...... Did I fall into a wormhole? or am I dreaming!?"

He stepped on the bluestone slab under his feet, looking dazed. Just when he was about to twist himself to see if it was a dream, there was a bang from the BIU, and time suddenly stopped at this moment!

The young man who had helped Yue Buqun "do a great favor" suddenly appeared, this time he was holding a tooth cup in his hand, a toothbrush in his mouth, and a bunch of white foam hanging on his mouth.

The first thing he did was to take his mobile phone and take a photo of the man in the mountaineering suit, and then looked at the screen with a frown, and it turned out to be a large black patch except for the three words "Lin Wanrong".

"Dizzy! I forgot to turn on the flash, I said, how can my big Nokia 'Girl' 830 take such a scumbag photo!"

He muttered as he turned his phone back on the man in the mountaineering suit.

"Click!"

The dazzling white light made the man's eyes close suddenly, and the whole field of vision was white, almost blinding himself.

He blinked vigorously, closed his eyes and waited for a while, after making sure that he was not blind, he opened the "Time and Space" APP in his mobile phone and uploaded Lin Wanrong's photo, and after a while, lines of text were transmitted:

Lin Wanrong, the sales manager of XXX Company, fell off a cliff to save people when he traveled to Mount Tai, and became a family member in the Xiao family mansion in Jinling through time and space. As a result, the "White Lotus" was destroyed, the championship was won in the poetry competition, the SD saved the official silver, the Turkic palace was raided and the Turkic little khan was captured alive, and the corrupt officials were eliminated for the Miao people, and they also traded with foreign countries and sent students out to learn new technologies......

He inhaled the cold air and finished reading the written information, then looked at Lin Wanrong, who was "fixed", and said hatefully:

"You are amazing, you have not only reversed the history of this place, but also accepted so many wives, what sect leaders, princesses, and occupy so many resources, how do you let the single dog here?

He walked in front of Lin Wanrong, looked at the slightly handsome and handsome face, frowned, took out a pen from his pocket, and after a while, a large string of ghost talismans appeared on Lin Wanrong's forehead.

But the man suddenly froze, looked at Lin Wanrong, whose face was painted with strange words, and muttered:

"Fake! This guy is not a soul piercing, how can I paint my face!?"

After putting the oolong, he hurriedly looked around, searched for a long time, and finally found a rag from an alley next to him, which smelled of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

With a look of disgust, he grabbed the cloth and wiped it on Lin Wanrong's face.

After a while, looking at the faint ghost painting on Lin Wanrong's face, he frowned, turned around and picked up his tooth cup, dipped the toothbrush in the water in the tooth cup, and brushed it with foam.

Toothbrushes and rags are put into battle, and the effect is immediate, and it will be wiped clean in a short time.

"That's it!"

He looked proudly at Lin Wanrong's flushed face, as smooth as ever, so clean that he could even see the capillaries under the epidermis.

That's it, it's time to get down to business!

He took out his pen and drew on the ground with the flash of his mobile phone, scribbling and correcting it for more than ten minutes.

At this time, Lin Wanrong's feet were already full of ghost paintings, and after the serious and responsible young man checked it repeatedly, he stood opposite Lin Wanrong with confidence.

He put away his hanging appearance, looked at Lin Wanrong with a straight face, and said word by word:

"Everyone has his own life, you can't pretend to be someone else's skin, or take a path that doesn't belong to you in an area that doesn't belong to you, go back——!"

He stretched out his hand, as if he had released a dove of peace, and his face had a "holy light effect"!

After twenty or thirty seconds, the man opened his eyes and looked, hey! Lin Wanrong did not disappear.

"Damn! forgot to order your phone!"

He hurriedly opened his mobile phone, found the "Time" APP, and pointed to the "Repatriation" button, and a countdown screen of 54321 appeared on the "Repatriation" page-

"Everyone has his own life, you can't borrow other people's skins, or go down the road that doesn't belong to you in an area that doesn't belong to you!

Buzz –

The runes under Lin Wanrong's feet stood up, swirled and fluttered, and finally after a flicker, all the things and people in the circle disappeared.

"As a person who has been 'crossed', I will increase your luck points by ten as compensation, and may your life be brilliant!"

With a bang from the BIU, time began to flow again.

"There's another one, yo, these two are still together......

The man muttered and picked up the tooth cup, clicked his phone a few times, and his figure disappeared like the wind.

The next day, an old man's puzzled voice came from the old house near the place where the strange incident occurred:

"Old woman, where's my sock, why is there one left?"

......

Time and space are reversed, somewhere in Tarzan -

"Manager Lin, Manager Lin, wake up!"

Lin Wanrong was woken up by a violent shaking, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw seven or eight heads huddled together looking at him, which startled him, and the eyes of those people were like watching monkeys in a zoo digging their butts.

"What's wrong? You guys...... What does it smell like!?"