Jiang Xiaofan accepted the fact that he was reborn into a book.

Lying on the bed, slowly combing through Shi Potian's memory, a person will receive external information every moment, and have different thoughts, nearly twenty years, how much information will this be, even if he only accepts a part of it, it is difficult to straighten it out for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally sorted out his memory, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying in an antique room, covered with a silk quilt, and a red candle was burning in the room.

No sooner had he sat up than he heard a noise, and the window opened, and a figure jumped in through it.

Jiang Xiaofan raised his eyes and saw that the person who came was wearing a light green dress, a melon seed face, and was beautiful, but it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The good girl saw Jiang Xiaofan sitting on the bed and looking at her, her face showed surprise, and she walked quickly to the bed and said; ''Brother Tian, you're awake.'' ’’

Jiang Xiaofan looked at the girl in front of him. Thoughts turn; ''Jumped in from the window, and called himself Brother Tian, this girl should be Ding Dang.

When the maiden saw that he did not speak, she said again; ''You just woke up, don't move lightly, thank goodness, this little life has finally been picked up.'' After saying that, he leaned down and kissed him lightly on the face, and when he stood up, his face was already flushed.

Jiang Xiaofan looked at her blushing cheeks, reached out and touched the place where the girl had kissed, reminisced about the warm touch, and muttered; ''Am I being forcibly kissed?'' ’’

The girl said angrily; ''What a strong kiss, it's hard to hear.'' ’’

Jiang Xiaofan saw that her disgusted appearance was very cute, and he felt a sense of youth rushing to his face, this girl was extremely beautiful, and she was the most wonderful age.

However, if a man wants to find a woman, he must rely on his own ability and strengths, but he disdains to pretend to be someone else's identity, and said; ''Girl, you recognize the wrong person, I am not the brother of heaven in your mouth, my name is Jiang Xiaofan. ’’

The girl's face was puzzled; ''You're sick and confused, how can you say it's not my heavenly brother?'' ''Suddenly smiled again; snuggled and sat next to Jiang Xiaofan; "Brother Tian, do you think of anything interesting again, tell me quickly." ’’

Jiang Xiaofan showed a helpless look, and was about to speak, when the girl suddenly put her finger in front of her red lips, made a silent gesture, and said in a low voice; ''Someone is coming.,I'll go first.,What's the fun?,Tell me next time.。。 ’’

When the words fell, she jumped lightly to the window, turned over and jumped out.

Jiang Xiaofan watched the slender figure disappear out of the window, and couldn't help sighing in his heart; In his previous life, he was really empty for more than 20 years, and no girl jumped out of his window. Otherwise, he must have studied with the other party what the "young girl" is wonderful.

Although Jiang Xiaofan told Ding Dong that he was not Shi Potian, he had already decided to stay in the Changle Gang as the "Shi Gang Leader". After all, he was new to this world, and it was difficult for him to survive without the Changle Gang.

So when Bei Haishi and Mi Hengye [Changle Gang Incense Master] came in, Jiang Xiaofan communicated with them as a helper. After the two greeted him, Bei Haishi checked his pulse again and confirmed that his body had recovered, and then he said goodbye and left. Before the two left, Jiang Xiaofan asked Bei Haishi to send the eighteen clay figurines.

He wanted to see if he could practice the Arhat Demon Subduing Divine Skill like the original owner.

Jiang Xiaofan sat at the table, and there were eighteen clay figures on the table. Not far away stood a beautiful girl, who was the sword.

The beauty is beside him, but Jiang Xiaofan has no intention of taking care of it, and the most important thing for Jiang Xiaofan now is to practice the Arhat Demon Skill first.

He waved his hand and told the sword to go out, and waited for the sword to go out; He picked up the clay figurines on the table, and with his fingers, he crushed them one by one and took out the puppets in them. He looked at the puppet for a while, then picked out one, wrote down the exercise route on it, and then closed his eyes and began to practice.

He was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and since he was a child, he is no stranger to the meridian acupuncture points of the human body, and the memory of the original owner he inherited has his experience of cultivating internal strength on the cliff, so it is not difficult for him to carry internal force for cultivation.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and he had already finished the exercises, and had completed the internal skills on this puppet. Feeling in my heart at the moment; is worthy of being the protagonist, this body's martial arts talent is really strong. Stretched out his hand and picked up another puppet and practiced.

In this way, by the time most of the day passed, the golden wuxi fell, the jade rabbit rose eastward, and Jiang Xiaofan had already practiced all the martial arts on the eighteen puppets.

He opened his eyes, opened his mouth and exhaled, and a white breath came out of his mouth, condensing but not dispersing, extending several feet away.

Jiang Xiaofan stood up, only feeling refreshed and energetic.

Although the yin and yang internal force in his body has been blended before, he does not know the method of internal force operation, and his grasp of internal force can be described as extremely rough, and now he has practiced all the internal skills on the eighteen puppets.

At the moment, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, this internal strength is really powerful, he also had a martial arts dream in his previous life, so he is very interested in practicing martial arts, and practicing martial arts is also diligent. But he has never been exposed to the inner strength of the mind, if he is not reborn into this martial arts world, he will never believe that there is such a thing as internal strength in the world.

Shi Jian walked in with a bowl of ginseng and millet porridge, just saw the scene of him spitting out white practice, and was shocked, although she was just a little girl who didn't know martial arts, but she also knew that the breath spit out of her mouth was like a white practice, condensed but not dispersed, this kind of vision, it must take extremely deep internal skills to do it, and I couldn't help but wonder in my heart; When did the helper practice such a profound internal skill.

Jiang Xiaofan took the human millet porridge from the hand of the servant, put a spoonful into his mouth, his eyes lit up, and praised; ''This porridge is good, sweet and fragrant. He took another bite as he spoke.

Hearing his praise, the sword bent his eyebrows, smiled, hesitated, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked; "Young master, what kind of martial arts did you practice just now, I saw you exhaling white breath, and that breath was condensed like a match, extending so far. She said and gestured with her hand.

Jiang Xiaofan divided five by two, then put a bowl of porridge into his stomach, put the bowl down, and wiped his mouth.

At this time, he practiced the Arhat Demon Suppression Divine Skill, he was in a good mood, and temporarily let go of the hesitation of the first time he arrived in the other world, plus he also had the heart to inquire about some things about the Changle Gang, at this time, when he saw the beauty asking, he took over the conversation, pointed to the puppet on the table and smiled; ''What I practice is the martial arts on this puppet, called Arhat Demon Divine Skill, this martial art is very good, it is not easy to cultivate, and only four kinds of people in this world can practice it. ’’

Squire Sword's eyes widened like stars, looked at him curiously, and asked; ''What are the four types of people?'' ’’

Jiang Xiaofan Dao; These four types of people are children, fools, geniuses, and old monks. ’’

The curiosity in the sword's eyes was even stronger; ''Why are only these four kinds of people able to do it?'' Also, how do fools practice? ’’

Jiang Xiaofan Dao; ''To practice this martial art, you must abandon all kinds of distracting thoughts, so that you can't think of a single thought, and you can't give birth to any thought, where can ordinary people do it? Only children and fools, as well as old monks who are stupid in chanting scriptures, are simple-minded and don't have so many thoughts, or like the young master and me, a peerless genius, can cultivate this divine skill. He heard the sword call him young master, so he also called himself young master.

When the sword heard him boast about himself and call himself a peerless genius, he couldn't help but burst out laughing; ''The young master must be lying to me, if he is a fool, he can't even understand what martial arts are, how can he practice martial arts? ’’

Jiang Xiaofan Dao; "I'm not talking about the kind of stupid people who are 10% stupid, but who look stupid on the outside, but in fact are wise and foolish. ’’

After laughing with the sword for a while, he inquired about some things about the Changle Gang, but the rules of the Changle Gang were extremely strict, and no outsiders were allowed to be present every time he discussed the help, so he didn't find out the specific help of the Changle Gang. But even so, he gained some useful information.

When it was getting late, the sword was afraid that he would sprout in a solid state, and he would be ill to himself, so he didn't dare to stay longer, so he went outside to rest.

After the sword left, Jiang Xiaofan checked his body, and sure enough, there were traces of teeth biting on his shoulders, and there were scars on his thighs like snowflakes.

It seems that Bei Haishi already knows that he is not a jade in the stone.

Thinking of the scene when he met Bei Haishi today, he scolded in his heart: What a drama spirit.

Thinking of Bei Haishi's clean and smooth peeling and inspecting inch by inch, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but shudder.

In other words, this Bei Haishi actually knows so much about Shi Zhongyu's body, the two of them will not develop any special feelings that transcend friendship, right?

Jiang Xiaofan was lying on the bed, his thoughts were flying, thinking about his previous life for a while, and thinking about his own situation for a while.

Is his time crossing into the world of martial arts fiction a special case?

If it is a special case, why did he cross over?

He didn't have any adventures when he was a child, he didn't meet the white-bearded grandfather, he didn't have any strange dreams, he didn't carry any strange objects on his body, and no one said to him: There is a clear light rising from the sky on your heavenly spirit cover, you are a cultivation genius that is rare in the ages, and the responsibility of saving the universe will be entrusted to you.

If it weren't a special case, wouldn't all the souls of all those who died in the real world travel into the fantasy world? Or is it because he sacrificed his life to save people, and all the heavens gave him a chance to do it again?

The "knightly world" he is in now is based on books and screens, and is well-known, so is this a flat "two-dimensional world!"

Is it true that once death reduces the dimension once?

Also, Bei Haishi already knows that he is not a jade in the stone, how will he treat him, will he be as smooth as Shi Potian in the original book?

I was so cranky that I didn't fall asleep until midnight.

The first day of the awakening of the crossing passed like this.