Due to the exhaustion of the soul power of this divine worm, it has degraded into the lowest level mortal worm, and it is the weakest state, the mortal worm originally only had a lifespan of six years, and what is worse is that this mortal worm is fused with the soul in an extremely weak state, so the strength and lifespan are only about one-third of that of ordinary mortal worms. In other words, after the unlucky Li Shuchong and this bookworm soul fused, he only had two years of life! This is not called a pit father, this is the pit man of Chiguoguo! And it is also the kind that pits the master who does not pay for his life, anyway, this god worm is successful in renewing his life, and he can continue to cultivate, even if Li Shuchong is killed two years later, it doesn't have much of a big deal to do, it's just a big deal to change the owner.www.biquge.info

After the bookworm successfully recognized the master, Li Shuchong's life soul extracted during the fusion returned to his body along the center of his eyebrows. There is still about one percent of the soul left in the bookworm mark, that is, the tip of Li Shuchong's right index finger, which is in touch with the master Li Shuchong. In the future, when you read, you can enter and exit the world of bookworms with bookworms and experience a different pleasure of reading, which can be regarded as a little comfort and compensation for Li Shuchong, who died unexpectedly.

More importantly, bookworms can also continue to cultivate in the world of bookworms. In the world of bookworms, every time a bookworm is upgraded to a large level, its lifespan will increase by four times, for example, the lifespan of a mortal insect will become an astonishing twenty-four years after it is upgraded! To people, perhaps twenty-four years of lifespan is not worth mentioning, but compared to the vast majority of insects, twenty-four years of lifespan is simply an unattainable goal, not to mention that they can continue to cultivate in the future.

Li Shuchong, who was in a nervous mood, clenched his fists tightly, and the bookworm mark was clearly visible at the tip of his right index finger. Thinking that he had less than two years left, Li Shuchong felt that he had been pitted so miserably, just like a healthy young man who was jumping around and around, but was misdiagnosed by the quack doctors in the hospital as having terminal cancer, and had no cure but to wait for death; and as if he was a suspect who had been framed by someone, the court sentenced him to death with a two-year reprieve! Li Shuchong felt that he was even more wronged than Dou E, who had been snowing in June, blood splattered in vain, and in drought for three years!

I want to live, what should I do?

Li Shuchong's eyes stared at the bookworm mark on his fingertips. This bookworm, who was unable to pay for his life, actually went directly into a dormant state! The important information about the exercises cultivated by the bookworms, the inheritance of the bookworms of various grades, and so on, was actually forgotten by it! Also, what is going on in the world of the bookworms? How do people and bookworms cooperate? Obviously, there is no response from the bookworms, and they don't know when they will wake up and recover their memories. It seems that all problems have to be solved by Li Shuchong himself. The first question at hand is: how to enter the world of bookworms?

Li Shuchong clenched his fists tightly, feeling that not only his life and soul were held in his hands, but also his own destiny. He secretly resolved that he must think of a way to save himself.

There has never been a savior, everything is on your own! There is no ready-made solution, so try it step by step and slowly.

Li Shuchong gently called out to the bookworm mark: "Bookworm, bookworm, come out, come out quickly!" There was no movement in the mark. Was it too small to hear? So after shouting loudly and repeating it several times, there was still no movement. In the end, Li Shuchong pulled his throat and shouted hoarsely, but unfortunately it was still to no avail. Fortunately, he was alone at home today, and no one passed by his house, otherwise he would have thought that Li Shuchong was getting nervous!

Li Shuchong, who was tired, rested for a while, found the "Legend of the Condor Heroes", opened the book, put his right index finger on the book, and let the bookworm imprint stick on the paper, expecting the smell of the paper and the aroma of the ink to wake up the sleeping bookworm, but there was no reaction for a long time. He was so angry that he rubbed his fingers the book, and the paper was almost worn out, and the bookworm was still as silent as death.

Li Shuchong sat down cross-legged, calmed down, concentrated his energy, pondered and meditated, and called the bookworm thousands of times in his heart, hoping to wake up the sleeping one with his mind, but unfortunately the miracle still did not appear.

His voice was hoarse, his hands were tired and sore, and his head was dizzy, and the depressed Li Shuchong had no choice but to give up temporarily. Although it is a matter of one's own life and death, it is obvious that brute force will not work. He walked out of the house and came to the courtyard, and found that it was getting late, and when he looked up, he saw the sunset in the west and the sunset in the sky, which was very beautiful. Li Shu couldn't help but read: "The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk." Word by word, with a long aftertaste, with the depressed and depressed depression in his heart at the moment and the vicissitudes of life and loneliness on his face, in an instant, the objective, the context and the state of mind, the three realms are one, and it is so harmonious and harmonious.

At dinner, under the light, Li Shuchong's face was a little pale, and his appetite was also very bad, so his careful mother asked with concern: "Are you sick?"

However, what else can Li Shuchong say besides saying that he has a headache? Although facing his dearest and beloved family, the fusion of his soul by bookworms is too unbelievable, and the baby is bitter in his heart, and he can't say what he is suffering!

After washing, Li Shuchong went back to the room early to lie down and rest early, but he was so preoccupied that he couldn't sleep for a while, so he had to pick up his beloved "Shooting the Condor" and look at it casually. At this time, my mother knocked on the door and came in, brought a cup of hot brown sugar water, and told Li Shuchong to finish drinking it before going to sleep.

After taking a sip of sugar water, it feels too hot, so let's put it on the bedside table and drink it later. The tired Li Shuchong also put the book on the bedside table, turned off the light and wanted to sleep for a while.

However, as soon as he remembered his weak body and only two years of life, the bookworm of the pit man could not wake up, and the world of bookworms could not be opened, Li Shuchong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

It is estimated that the sugar water should not be hot, Li Shuchong did not get up, groped in the dark, touched the cup on the bedside table, took a big sip, and the thick sweetness seemed to be sweet to the heart. Thinking of two years later, the parents of Jackie Chan wanted the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, I don't know how sad it would be!

Li Shuchong, who was thinking a lot, was a little distracted, and subconsciously put the cup back on the bedside table, but accidentally didn't put it flat, the cup was poured, and the small half cup of sugar water flowed everywhere, and the spread out book was wet. Li Shuchong hurriedly picked up the book and shook the water, wanting to get rid of the water stains on the book as soon as possible, so as not to soak the paper.

Suddenly, a wave of extreme dizziness hit, and Li Shuchong slowly fell soft on the bed, still holding a book in his hand, as if he had fallen asleep all of a sudden......

The north wind is fierce, the clouds are thick, the silver floc is flying into the sky, and Qiong Yao is on the ground. In the snow, the small village is full of snow, and there is not much snow on the stone road, and the passers-by have long trampled the snow into mud and slippery roads. At the end of the village is a small courtyard. Outside the wall, around the corner, there was a dark shadow, lying motionless on the ground. In the distance, a pedestrian gradually approached, and when he looked down at the dark shadow on the ground, he found that it was a young man, who seemed to be asleep. The pedestrian tried to wake the boy up, but he slept soundly, and the pedestrian quickly shook the boy awake.

As soon as Li Shuchong opened his eyes, he saw a white-skinned and straight-faced man in ancient costume shaking him vigorously. Look at this man again, carrying a wooden pole and iron gun on his shoulder, and two large wine gourds hanging from the head of the gun, smiling at him and saying something, but unfortunately he can't hear it at all.

Li Shuchong came back to his senses and remembered that he was lying on the bed at home, but how could he wake up and lie on the side of the road in the ice and snow? Li Shuchong hurriedly asked, "Who are you?" Where am I?" Unfortunately, just the mouth was moving, and he couldn't make a sound at all. A gust of wind blew, biting cold, and Li Shuchong couldn't hear any wind, Li Shuchong panicked and hurriedly got up from the ground.

The pedestrian, seeing that he was fully conscious, said a few more words to him, and when he saw that he was completely unresponsive and looked dazed, he shook his head and walked away on his own. Li Shuchong looked around, the situation in the small village was clear at a glance, and in the wind and snow, there were dilapidated ancient buildings everywhere. When I looked down, I saw that I was wearing coarse cloth clothes in ancient style, and I was wearing a coat that could only block the snow and not the wind. It was hard to start with the coat on his body, so Li Shuchong pinched his face fiercely, and his cold fingers twisted his face with a hot pain, making sure he wasn't dreaming, what the hell was going on?

Li Shuchong suddenly remembered the bookworm, and gradually understood the cause and effect. After thinking about it repeatedly, he finally made one thing clear, he was finally brought into the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by this weak mortal worm, but it is a pity that what is extremely sad is that the role he plays is a deaf and dumb passerby! Dip some sugar water into the eagle, deaf and dumb is really helpless.