"The recent spring rain in Kyoshi City will continue for about a week, so please wear ......an umbrella when you go out," said a loudspeaker in the alley.

"Kill" the young man in the school uniform said in a loud voice, "It's already a half-dead game, and if you make a mistake in the next step, you will lose directly." ”

Opposite the boy sat an old man, dressed in a long gray-white sweatshirt, sitting on a small horse, looking at the chess game on the table with a look of regret.

"Gotta get it." The old man lowered his head in frustration, took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Chen Xiaonian.

"Come on, come on, play chess, I'll let you have a hand?" The boy said with a smile.

Old man: "......"

"Count me on your trick and underestimate the enemy." The old man shouted, obviously not wanting to admit the victory or loss of this chess game, after all, you can't lose face if you lose money......

Chen Xiaonian took the fifty yuan into his pocket as a matter of course, glanced at the old man, and said: "Old Yuan, you have been playing chess for eleven days, and you have been underestimating the enemy for eleven days.

Yuan Lao: "......"

An old man and a young man are under the eaves of this alley, a game of chess a day, it has been half a month, Yuan Lao is really a vegetable and fun-loving, and he sends warmth to himself every day, Chen Xiaonian thought with emotion in his heart.

"Ahem" Yuan Lao looked at the spring rain that was still falling outside and had no tendency to stop at all, and complained: "You said that this rain will stop for a long time?"

Chen Xiaonian smiled, did not mention Yuan Lao's blunt ability to change the topic, and said, "I don't know......"

Chen Xiaonian also looked up at the gloomy sky outside the eaves, and muttered: "It is said that the spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the recent spring rain has embarrassed the nearby supermarkets, and the oil price has dropped a few cents."

The cloudy weather for several days in a row has affected people's moods, and Chen Xiaonian is also inexplicably irritable.

"Old Yuan, let's go"

Chen Xiaonian picked up the pure black umbrella leaning against the corner, propped it up, waved his hand to Yuan Lao, and walked out under the eaves that sheltered him from the rain.

The spring rain was still falling one after another, and Chen Xiaonian gradually disappeared into the mist with an umbrella in one hand.

Yuan Lao was slowly reviewing the chess game, skimming his eyes at the horse where Chen Xiaonian was sitting, and putting the fifty yuan that Yuan Lao had lost to Chen Xiaonian before.

This fifty is already the eleventh time it has appeared on the pony, Yuan Lao stroked the chess piece, chuckled and shook his head.

……

Chen Xiaonian also lives in this old residential area, at this time, Chen Xiaonian was stunned in front of the door, on the steps of his house, I don't know when a drunk man was lying, wearing a shabby green cotton jacket, and the corners of his clothes even popped out of the cotton, which was wet and rotten by the rain.

The drunkard's hair was long, covering his eyes, and there were six or seven empty bottles of beer piled up at his feet, and it seemed that he had been here for a long time.

Chen Xiaonian said with a look of disdain: "Can you get drunk if you drink beer?"

Drunk: "......"

He was obviously stunned, he didn't expect to be scolded for being so pitiful.

"Fuck off, you little body, I'll take a wine bottle at a time"

"Yo" Chen Xiaonian glanced at the drunk, "Stingy, why are you still in a hurry." ”

"You lad is so pleasant to talk to"

The drunken man rolled up his sleeves and was about to stand up with a wine bottle, but as if he had thought of something, he sat down again.

Chen Xiaonian was just about to run with his legs, just kidding, I'm a young man with sound limbs who can't outrun a drunken middle-aged man?

However, when Chen Xiaonian turned his head to look, he found that the drunk man was not moving.

"You're not going to hit me?" Chen Xiaonian couldn't help but ask.

The drunken man glanced at him, drank the beer in his hand, and then said slowly, "After all, laziness triumphs over anger."

Chen Xiaonian: "......"

"Uncle, aren't you standing at the door of my house?"

"This is your house, right?"

"That's right."

"Then I'm not wrong"

Chen Xiaonian: "???"

The drunk man ignored the crazy Chen Xiaonian, brushed his oily shiny hair, looked at the sky, and muttered, "It's coming"

"What?"

The drunk grabbed a handful of spring water-stained dirt and opened his palm, and red flow marks gradually appeared on his hand, as if magma was flowing slowly in the blood vessels, hot and faint.

Soon, the red stream stained the small pile of dirt on his hand, Chen Xiaonian was looking fascinated, and the drunk man threw the dirt on Chen Xiaonian's face.

Chen Xiaonian: "......"

Chen Xiaonian opened his mouth and just wanted to say something, when suddenly there was a huge roar in his ears, Chen Xiaonian looked at the sky along the sound, a steam train passed through the sky, and there was always smoke next to the train, like a mirage.

The purple light flashed in front of the steam train, and it turned into two large knives, two or three meters long, and slashed at the train fiercely.

The mist next to the train was surging wildly, looking extremely hideous, and two long swords were also conjured up, blocking the broadsword.

"Let your umbrella get a little blood, it can protect you."

Before Chen Xiaonian could react, the umbrella in his hand was snatched away by the drunk, only to see that the drunkard's arm holding the umbrella was full of red flow marks, aiming at the flickering purple light in the sky, and threw it out like a javelin, breaking through the air.

I saw that the umbrella hit the purple light, and the purple light changed back to a human form, and the umbrella was firmly inserted into the man's chest and fell.

There was always a person at the head of the steam train who poked his head out, a middle-aged man in a brown jacket, who glanced at Chen Xiaonian and took out a document from his body.

"Senior, the Central Heavenly Dao Sequence Five Fog Dream Master, Zhang Suiyi is on a mission."

"It's okay, just pick up the umbrella for me, where do you go to heaven, there's nothing good going on, I'll make sure."

Zhang Suiyi: "......"

It didn't take long for the umbrella to be sent over by Zhang Suiyi, and the drunk man took the umbrella and threw it to Chen Xiaonian, and there was even blood dripping on the tip of the umbrella.

Chen Xiaonian took two steps back silently, all of which were caused by his mouth......

The drunk man didn't care, threw the umbrella at Chen Xiaonian's feet, and muttered to himself: "You can be sure that this is the birthplace, after all, even the Heavenly Dao has come."

"Yes...... They didn't know that the severity of this matter was no longer as simple as that of the Moonless Land. ”

"This will be an era."

The drunk man stood up, and in the spring rain, red marks covered his whole body, exhaling and inhaling, exhaling and exhaling wisps of clouds.

Chen Xiaonian was just about to run, and the drunk's iron pincer-like hands grabbed Chen Xiaonian's shoulders.

From the panic of the young man, he couldn't help but look at the drunkard's eyes, there was a fire in the eyes that was constantly swaying, although it was swaying, but the fire did not decrease in the slightest, but burned more and more.

Chen Xiaonian only felt a tingling pain in his eyes at that time, and the red streams gradually crawled all over Chen Xiaonian's face, his hands and even his heart, and his whole body seemed to be surging with magma on the surface of his body, and the fiery pain spread all over Chen Xiaonian's body.

This pain lasted for three minutes, and Chen Xiaonian fell to the ground, he could no longer feel his body, only seemed to be conscious.

In the rain, accompanied by Chen Xiaonian's breathing, the red flow marks on his body loomed.

"You should be able to hear me, and be asked to see if you can accept my legacy."

"Just now it was the first level called Naked, fortunately, you passed, and there is another level called Chixin, after you pass it, you will live when the new era comes."

"If you fail, you will forget everything you just had, continue to be an ordinary person, and nine times out of ten you will die before the new era, come on."

"If I really succeed, I will be your master, my name is Li Yunxi, and those old guys like to call Dongfang God."

After speaking, Li Yunxi took out a brown bear's rag doll from his pocket and grabbed it in his hand, kissed it gently at the bear's mouth, and disappeared for a while.

A few minutes after Li Yunxi disappeared, wisps of white mist spread over, isolating the entire street, and a middle-aged man sat next to Chen Xiaonian, smoking a cigarette silently.

……

On the other side of the alley, the sound of falling children and chuckling sounded at the same time.

"General!"