Behind the bronze gate, there is a narrow stone path, leading into the distance, shrouded in mist, and it is impossible to see it really. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"There is danger, and there may also be chance, and it is unpredictable to go to life and death this time. Chen Ye sighed.

The fat man was a little worried: "So, do you really want to break through? The road behind this is unknown, I have a hunch, it may be nine deaths, this bronze hall is too evil." ”

Chen Ye was in a heavy mood, ignored the fat man, and walked straight in, the thick fog quickly wrapped him and became blurry, the fat man sighed outside the door, and followed with a complicated mood.

"Wait for me!" the fat man shouted from behind.

He thinks that this road is very dangerous, but it should be harmless to him, you know, the opening of the bronze gate is with Chinese blood, so even if there is a school test for him, it should not be too cruel.

While!

The bronze door vibrated and closed automatically after the two entered.

On the side of the stone path, there is a bronze stele, rusty, but there is no sense of vicissitudes of the years, obviously it has only appeared in recent years, different from the bronze hall outside, the inscription engraved on the stele is vaguely recognizable, and it is simplified Chinese, he can see that this is the word future.

This stone path leads to the future?

"Who could have erected this bronze monument here?"

Chen Ye carefully looked at it, studied, couldn't find any clues, and finally had to give up, he sighed again in his heart, he didn't understand anything as a scumbag, everything could only be character.

"What are you looking for? Tell me, it's not that I'm cursing you, if you don't talk about it now, maybe you won't have a chance to talk about it in the future. The fat man caught up and asked.

He was silent, and what the fat man said was also the truth. After sorting out the language, Chen Ye spoke eloquently. Told all his experiences, thought about it, and told the fat man about the cultivation civilization in his cognition.

The fat man exclaimed again and again, his expression extremely exaggerated.

"I really want to try to take that plane, the lifeless iron bump can carry hundreds of people to fly in the sky, isn't that already comparable to the means of immortals?!" The fat man exclaimed, he also knew the immortals, but Chen Ye's mouth was too gorgeous, and his eyes were full of longing when he heard it.

"You're the first to know the truth, and if you can get out, keep it a secret. Chen Ye reminded that if his identity is known by someone with a heart in the future, it will be a trouble for him to deliberately operate.

"The civilization of science and technology and the civilization of cultivation may be able to go the same way. The fat man nodded, but he also guessed that the future world was too spectacular and incredible, and he couldn't imagine how far the so-called technological civilization would eventually develop.

"There's a bridge ahead?!" Both of them had bright eyes, the fog was too deep, they didn't dare to walk around, and walked along the stone path for more than half an hour, but fortunately they finally saw other buildings.

"There's a bronze tablet over there?"

"Check it out!"

It is exactly the same as the bronze tablet on the side of the stone path in front, but the words on it are different, no longer the word future, but helpless!

"Look, there's another stone over here!" the fat man shouted to Chen Ye to come and see.

Sansheng Stone!

However, there is nothing to do in front of the bridge, and there are three lives in front of the three-life stone!

Chen Ye shook his head, if this is the Nai He Bridge, why don't you see Meng Po? I'm afraid that this Nai He Bridge is not the Nai Nai He Bridge, and this Sansheng Stone is not the Sansheng Stone, Chen Ye has observed for a long time, but he has not seen this life and the past life.

"It's a little weird here, let's cross the bridge first?" the fat man shouted, his grandfather lived a long life, lived for more than a hundred years, and had told him about the rumors about the underworld and the Nai He Bridge, but he didn't care, and now he saw that his back was cool.

No matter how you look at it, this bridge is an ordinary stone bridge, which is also shrouded in fog, and you can see a short distance, and there is nothing special about it.

It's just that Chen Ye's heart always feels that something is wrong, dare to call the Nai He Bridge, there must be its strangeness, why is the stone path leading to the future connected to the Nai He Bridge?

"Follow me and be careful. Chen Ye stepped onto the Nai He Bridge and instructed the fat man behind him.

......

No, he turned his head and saw that there was a fat man behind him? The bridge was broken! Even the road had disappeared, it was pitch black, and there was a cliff behind him!

"Fatty, fatty, can you hear me?" Chen Ye raised his voice and shouted a few times, but still couldn't hear any response.

Just took a step, the fat man disappeared abruptly, Chen Ye thought that he might have entered the legendary illusion by mistake, and if he wanted to find the fat man, he had to get out of this illusion first!

Suddenly, the fog changed, Chen Ye's body was light, his consciousness was dark, and when he eased up again, the scene in front of him was different, and it was extremely clear.

"This is the end of the twentieth century!" Chen Ye wanted to shout out in surprise, but he couldn't spit out when the voice reached his throat, and his consciousness was attached to another person!

......

This is a very ordinary village, Chen Ye's identity is a border soldier Ye Wuzhan who has just been injured and retired, who was sent to a large enterprise in the town as a security guard, and married a girl who waited for him at home for four years.

The daughter-in-law is very good-looking, Ye Wuzhan is very proud, and being able to marry such a beautiful daughter-in-law makes many soldiers envious.

......

How is this like this? Chen Ye doesn't have to think about it to know, the problem is here!

On this day.

Ye Wuzhan's daughter-in-law, Lin Yue, stewed a pot of old yam chicken soup and sent it to him during the lunch break.

"Xiao Yue, why are you here, you won't rest at noon?" Ye Wuzhan said with a somewhat reproachful tone, and his eyes were full of concern.

"I'm not afraid that you will stand guard too hard every day, so I stew chicken soup for you and drink it while it's hot!" Lin Yue's family background is good, and her personality is also that delicate type, she speaks very gently, she should be a carefree little princess, but at the moment she is tired and haggard.

Guarding the frontier for four full years, Ye Wuzhan at that time was a warrior, a hero, able to resist the enemy, can deter Xiaoxiao, has a sacred duty, and has a halo on his head.

After being injured and retiring, Ye Wuzhan shed his military uniform and became an ordinary security guard, he lost his former sacred duty and glory, and only got a salary of a few hundred yuan a month, and he couldn't even buy Lin Yue a beautiful dress.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyue. Drinking the hot chicken soup, Ye Wuzhan felt extremely depressed in his chest, but he didn't know other life skills except fighting, and he really couldn't help with things at home, almost all of them were handled by Lin Yue.

"No war, it's okay, it's going to be fine, don't cry, how old a person, don't let people see jokes. Lin Yue was distressed, and wiped away the tears that were almost falling for Ye Wuzhan.

"I'm not crying, I'm being blown away by the heat of chicken soup...... Ahem...... cough cough ......" while explaining, Ye Wuzhan's hands and mouths did not stop, but he was choked, he had to finish it quickly, in case the leader saw it, it would be miserable.

"Slow down, no one is robbing you, don't burn it!" Lin Yue patted his back gently, looking at her lover's appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes flashed with bright and pure brilliance.

"Hey, Chen Gongzi is good, are you here to inspect the work?" Outside the duty room, someone shouted a greeting, and he was ventilating the news.