In a dilapidated wooden house, a young man was lying on a simple bed, and then he saw the young man roll over with an 'ah-cut' sound, and open his hazy eyes to look in front of him: the quilt was very short, the mattress under him was also very thin, and there were some broken wood around him, and there was a cold wind blowing in.

The young man shuddered involuntarily, and then he was a little sober: "Where is this? Am I not dead? This house is too broken, could it be saved by a homeless man? ”

At this time, he felt a chill on his body, and the young man hurriedly tightened the clothes he was still wearing, but saw an oval strange stone glowing with a fiery red streamer falling from his pocket on the bed, and saw that this thing was still in the young man's heart, and he was slightly glad that it seemed that it was really blessed by his grandfather.

Yes, this person is Cheng Qingyun, Cheng Qingyun continued to rummage through other items in his clothes, but soon he found that there was nothing else in his clothes and pants except for this strange stone.

But thinking that he was lucky enough to survive such a car accident, he gradually improved his mood and wanted to get up and get out of bed to have a look. Just as soon as he stood up, he felt his body tremble for a while, and he almost couldn't stand, he hurriedly leaned on the bed, but despite this, he still felt weak in his body, slightly dizzy, and adjusted for a few seconds.

I really felt cold all over my body, wouldn't it be freezing when I went out, so I groped around the bed to see if there were any other clothes, not to mention that I really found one under the mattress, just a coarse linen shirt. Seeing this thing, Cheng Xingyun was puzzled, how could there be such retro clothes now? It's just that no matter how rough the clothes are, Cheng Xingyun can only put them inside now.

Let's go out and find a doctor first to see the situation, Cheng Qingyun slowly stood up again, found a stick as a crutch in the wooden house, and limped out of the door, there was only a small path outside the door, and the rest was full of woods, which was very similar to the country where he lived when he was a child.

It's just that as soon as he went out, he suddenly saw a figure flying quickly above the woods, his face facing Cheng Qingyun, but when he looked at it, his expression was indifferent, as if the human form under the door did not exist, and he stepped on an unknown instrument under his feet and instantly crossed the sky above and disappeared.

Cheng Qingyun was extremely surprised when he saw the figure flying in the sky at first, but the man looked emotionless, and when he thought about it afterwards, he couldn't remember the person's face at all, Cheng Qingyun was a little puzzled, and then looked at the now empty sky, and had some doubts in his heart: How could someone fly in the sky? Am I mistaken, then I am too sick!

At this time, a gust of wind blew, Cheng Qingyun felt the biting cold and extremely uncomfortable in his body, and his spirit was in a trance, Cheng Qingyun felt that he was hallucinating, forget it, let's find a doctor for treatment!

Cheng Qingyun finally came back to his senses and decided to go out to find a doctor, and staggered along the forest path for more than a mile and finally saw a village.

There are some people walking on the street in the village, many of the men in the field have long hair, some are tied up, some are coiled, most of them are ordinary shirts, which is similar to the one Cheng Qingyun found before, and the buildings on both sides are also all made of wood and bamboo, there are no traces of cement in modern buildings, Cheng Qingyun was a little surprised, how can this place be more primitive than the countryside where he lived when he was a child?

He continued to look at it in amazement for a while, and found that there was a sign of 'medicine shop' hanging on the door of a slightly wider room, but the font was similar to the small seal of the ancients, and he could guess it according to the shape of the strokes after distinguishing it twice, but these phenomena made him even more strange, why are all things so retro?

It's just that he is uncomfortable now and doesn't have the heart to think about it, so he finally has a place to treat the disease, so let's go to the doctor first! So he walked to the pharmacy with a piece of wood, and as soon as he entered, he heard a shout from the people inside: "Where did the beggar come from, don't go to the restaurant to beg, what are you doing here, get out quickly!" ”

Then I saw a person rushing out, the man was wearing a long suit, his hair was tied up, and he was holding a scale in his hand to rush Cheng Qingyun.

Cheng Qingyun is blind, am I so much like a beggar? But when he saw the rod and scale stretched out, he had to lean back against the door, and now his body could not withstand such a moment, so he hurried to the man and said, "This doctor, I am not a beggar, I am here to heal the disease." ”

"Doctor? I don't have a doctor's surname, and I don't dare to call myself a doctor, I can only be called a doctor. Only the doctors among the monks can be called doctors, but they are not called doctors, but doctors, do you mean to harm me by calling me so? You beggar won't quit yet! It seemed that the word 'doctor' touched the doctor's nerves, and he frowned and said sternly.

What physicians, monks? What are you talking about, how can you talk about the names in the novel, Cheng Xingyun heard it a little: "Doctor, I don't understand, but I'm not a beggar, I just want to heal." ”

"Huh? You're dressed in a mess, your hair is falling out like this, and you're on a pile of rotten wood, aren't you a beggar? ”

Cheng Qingyun looked at his modern clothes, but they actually thought it was messy? It's just that the hair was short before, this crutch? Forget it, it was rotten wood that was indeed on the hand, and when I was thinking about it, I heard the doctor continue: "Heal? Your steps are unsteady, your body is weak, your eyes are swollen, and your hall is black, I can't save you if you prepare for the aftermath early! ”

As soon as he heard this, Cheng Qingyun's body trembled, and his crutches fell to the side, and his body also sat on the ground, what, am I in such a bad physical condition? You're dying?

Seeing the man in very poor health fall to the ground, the doctor also panicked: "Don't die now, in this case, I will bring you some bread to eat, you hold on first!" ”

Cheng Qingyun was sad in his heart at this time, but he didn't pay attention to the doctor's action of taking things, but suddenly smelled the aroma of food, and he involuntarily turned his head, as if he hadn't eaten since he woke up.

I'm so hungry but I can't eat it, I really become a beggar after eating it, but it's really fragrant, forget it, a beggar, a beggar, not to mention that if you want to die, you have to be a full ghost!

Seeing that the man in extremely poor health finally ate the doctor, he was also relieved, thinking that he had to send him away as soon as possible so that he would not really die in the pharmacy, so he coughed and continued: "Ahem, I remembered the doctor!" It's not that your illness is incurable, if there is a doctor to treat you or you can worship those immortal cultivators, you will definitely be able to save you with the immortal methods of those monks flying around! ”

Cheng Qingyun's spirit was a little better after eating a piece of bread, and at this time, he heard again that the doctors, monks, and immortals felt that something was wrong, not to mention that the doctor said that the immortal means of flying around reminded him of the figure flying in the air just now, isn't that an illusion?

Cheng Qingyun looked at the doctor with doubts in his heart, noticed his dress, looked at the pedestrians on the street, and the buildings and words, and then thought of what he had just seen said nothing, and a bad idea popped up in his heart!

Cheng Qingyun thought about it for a while, thinking about how to ask: "Are there many monks and immortals you said are near here, do they often fly around in the air?" ”

The doctor shook his head and looked like he had a memory in his face, and seemed to be a little self-deprecating: "I don't know how much, but there must be a lot of them around here, those flying immortal cultivators will come out every thirty years to enroll, the last time I went to the test, I was ridiculed by them because of my poor physique, and then I decided to study medicine to enhance my physique, but even if my body gets better, it can't change the essence of being an ordinary person, so how can I get into the eyes of those immortals flying in the air?" ”

Listening to the doctor's confirmation, coupled with the situation in the village and the figure he saw flying in the air just now, Cheng Qingyun was a little suspicious that he had crossed over, and had also crossed into a world similar to cultivating immortals.

Cheng Qingyun was flustered in his heart, now he is also an ordinary person, and he is still a sick ordinary person, how can he live in the world of cultivating immortals.

But the doctor didn't care about Cheng Qingyun's thoughts, seeing his extremely poor physical condition, he didn't know if it reminded him of what he had experienced or was afraid that this dying man would fall in the medicine shop, and said with a sigh: "Calculating the time, it seems that another thirty years have passed, if the time is not bad, tomorrow there will be some immortal cultivation sects in the town near here to recruit students, you can go and see, as long as they take a fancy to your illness, won't your illness be cured soon?" ”

Suddenly hearing this news in a complicated mood, Cheng Qingyun's heart moved, but he quickly sank again, his current appearance is not as good as the person in front of him, which sect will recruit him?

He was a little mocking, but since he had come to the world of cultivating immortals, he still had the idea of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor in his heart, at least he had to give it a try, so he hurriedly asked, "Are you sure it's tomorrow?" When and where is tomorrow? ”

Hearing that Cheng Qingyun seemed to be moved, the doctor's pupils were happy: "Donglin Town in the east at noon tomorrow, from this village to the east, you will arrive twenty miles east." ”

At this time, Cheng Qingyun picked up the wood and walked out slowly, and when he got outside, he still felt the wind blowing beside him, and he immediately felt a chill in his body, and he shivered twice, and almost fell down again.

At this time, the doctor in the pharmacy saw that Cheng Qingyun was leaving, but he couldn't let him fall at the door again, so he hurriedly picked up a long dress from the side and draped it on his body: "Seeing that you are wearing such thin, this will be given to you, okay, let's go!" ”

Seeing that the person who was in extremely poor health finally left, the doctor sighed a little in his heart, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, if it really made people die at the door, then he would not be able to do business in the future, as for whether Cheng Qingyun could apprentice to those immortal cultivation sects, it was completely impossible in his opinion, he suddenly told Cheng Qingyun that the news was only because of his body, he remembered thirty years ago, and it was more to give a reason for this dying person to leave the pharmacy quickly.

Cheng Qingyun stopped on the street for a while, looking at the villagers and the scenes in the village, he was a little sure that he had indeed crossed, and slowly returned to the dilapidated wooden house with a complicated mood, looking at the dilapidated house, at first he thought that it was a homeless man who saved him, but now it seems that he himself is a homeless man who has crossed over.

Thinking of the current situation, Cheng Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little angry, especially when he remembered the crash at the beginning, he regretted it even more: I just touched my legs, who made her so charming? Or did she seduce me first, which can also cause a crash? Not really! Now that I have crossed over, I have also crossed into the world of cultivating immortals, especially when I have become this sick and sick appearance, what can I do in the future? Cheng Qingyun on the bed cursed in a low voice half angry and half regretful.