The summer in the western part of the Wuyang Dynasty was hot and long, and the drought for twenty consecutive years had desertified large areas of land, and a little wind could make the sky gray. The scorching heat and dust make this land no longer suitable for human life.

Xu Lin opened his eyes, and there were corpses and blood everywhere in his eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and rubbed his cheeks full of gunsmoke with his blood-stained hands.

The intense pain made him feel alive.

He immediately went to find his gun, and when he put a horse chopping knife in front of him, he frowned and looked around, where is Lao Tzu's gun? What about tanks? And what about heavy machine guns? What about missiles? How is there broken copper and iron everywhere?

Xu Lin supported himself with a chopping knife to stand up, and suddenly he felt dizzy, and there were bursts of screams from the depths of the cerebral cortex.

"Emperor, you are the crown prince, you should set an example to resist the ghost people......"

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, the place where the ghost people live is full of demons, so the ghost people are fierce, since the establishment of this dynasty, they have never really defeated the ghost side demon clan, how could Your Majesty send you?"

Along with these voices, some pictures gradually appeared in Xu Lin's brain, and gradually connected into a plot scene after scene. These plots blended with his original memories, which made him have a headache, and he fell straight to the ground again.

It is an indisputable fact that he was blown away by a V-2 guided missile of an E-2T AWACS aircraft, and no one could survive in the center of the explosion of the V-2 guided missile without a bunker, and he himself is already dead.

However, the image of his team being annihilated by a group of masked gold-armored knights, and being stabbed in the waist with a spear in the waist and lying among the corpses is also real.

Xu Lin thought that it was a reality that he had been a soldier for 18 years, but when he woke up again, he felt that his eight years of military age was a big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period.

The world of the Jin Ge Iron Horse in front of me is so real, and the memory is so real, when I was a child, I went to school in Taixue, and when I grew up, I was canonized as the crown prince according to the ancestral system, and then I was engaged to the young lady of the Chen Bolin family, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and then I was sent by the emperor to the west of the Wuyang Dynasty to block the invasion of the ghost people, this is a light experience in every detail in my mind.

Oh, the dignified prince, who was ordered to resist the nomadic people of the ghost party, was destroyed before he reached the place? Tell it to a fool, and the fool will wonder who is the fool.

Xu Lin sat cross-legged, adjusting to the weakness and severe pain in his body, trying to adapt to all the memories in his mind.

According to memory, Xu Lin knew that this was not any dynasty in China, the Wuyang Empire, and there would be no such country in the history books, as for whether it was a parallel world that developed from a certain point in time to another direction, it was unknown.

But there seemed to be demons and monsters in this world, because in his memory, he seemed to have seen the cultivators of the imperial court soar in the day.

The Wuyang Dynasty is the dynasty surnamed Xu, and he is the sixth prince Xu Lin, the word Zishan, not the eldest son but the prince, because his mother is the queen.

In my memory, although I am the crown prince, I am cowardly, timid and afraid, afraid of everything around me, three years ago I was ordered to control the big water in the southeast region and supervise where the relief grain of the imperial court went, but I was frightened by Liu Jinglan, the governor of the southeast region, and ran back to the capital with a crawl.

His father was furious and didn't summon him for three years, until two months ago, he let himself be a soldier to stop the Demon Clan.

Xu Lin silently thought that his father was a good emperor, governing officials with legalism, Confucianism and etiquette, and Huang Lao governing the people, but the fly in the ointment was that he had not found an effective national defense strategy.

The duel between the Wuyang Dynasty and the Western Ghost Fang Demon Clan, never won, but let himself be such a cowardly prince to fight, now it seems that he is worried that he will hand over the empire to himself, and he will lose the Xu family dynasty because of his cowardice, he wants to borrow the hand of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan to get rid of his own prince, and then he can raise a truly virtuous prince to inherit the country.

It's just that the person who stabbed himself was not a ghost party, but a group of gold-armored cavalry, whose subordinates are the gold-armored cavalry? It can't be that the father can't wait for the ghost people to do it, and he wants to kill himself with his own hands, right?

It's unlikely, in the feudal dynasty, the monarch wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die, and he wants to kill himself, so there is no need to be so complicated.

In his new memory, Xu Lin couldn't find the answer, but he knew that if he didn't do something, this desert would be his grave.

Xu Lin got up from the pile of corpses again, took a deep breath, and did not smell the stench of corpse decay, in this hot desert, it is an absolutely sterile environment, the corpse will not rot because of parasites, and in a few days, the corpse will become a complete dry corpse.

What should I do? He touched his body, the big seal jade pendant that proves the identity of the prince is all there, there is no problem with these things being lost, the children surnamed Xu, every generation, will tattoo a dragon on the body, surname, font size, all on the tattoo, because the pigment is personally deployed by the emperor, so it can't be faked.

Xu Lin looked at the corpses, got up and used the horse chopping knife to cut off the wooden poles of some flags and spears, lit a pile of fire, and put the horse chopping knife on it until the blade burned red.

His gaze sharpened, he tore off a piece of cloth and bit it in his mouth, pressing the red blade against the bleeding wound on his waist.

There was a burst of tearing pain from the wound, but these were nothing to Xu Lin.

He took off his heavy armor, took off naked, stood on a sand dune, and carefully rubbed every part of his body with sand, only then did he realize that his hands were a whole circle smaller than before, and he was now only a child of fifteen or sixteen.

It's good to be young, it's just that the physical fitness is too weak.

Xu Lin put his clothes in the sand and rubbed them in the sun, and when he wore them again, he felt a sense of security.

Then he washed several helmets with sand, built a wooden frame, hung a long sword on the wooden frame, hung a helmet at the tip of the sword, and placed a helmet full of horse's blood on the sand under the suspended helmet, and covered the whole device with a canvas, and in a few minutes he could get a bowl of distilled water.

Xu Lin found a short sword, prepared a few pieces of roasted horse meat and a large bucket of water, he squatted down and pinched a handful of sand, rubbed it gently, observed it carefully for a moment, and then raised it into the distance, muttering to himself: "It doesn't matter whether theology is true or not, whether religion exists or not. Physics and chemistry are there, and Lao Tzu is open in this world! ”

He still didn't dare to leave this place easily, he wasn't sure if the sun, moon and stars in this world were the same as he knew, so he looked for anything useful in the corpse.

Bows and arrows, spears, he can't look down on them, real money is okay.

When he found a poorly made guide car, and checked that the pointer of the guide car stubbornly pointed north and south, he was extremely surprised, but the world is so big, where are he going?

There is nothing to do left and right, do you want to continue to go west and see how demonic the Demon Fang Demon Clan is?

Xu Lin walked in the direction of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan without looking back, this body was too young, and he had never been trained, and he had injuries on his body, so Xu Lin began to breathe after walking a few steps, and he didn't rush in, whenever this happened, he would sit cross-legged, breathe slowly, and recover his strength.

This is the way of breathing in Taijiquan, in just half a month, he has a strong feeling of gathering qi in the dantian, and the wound is also recovering rapidly, how can it be so fast?

With Tai Chi Zhenyuan by his side, Xu Lin's pace quickened a little, but he still couldn't see the edge of this desert, and as far as the eye could see, it was all a reckless and thick yellow, and the wind in Changsha was windy, and the people were in it, looking so small. About a month, Xu Lin saw a high mountain, looking at it from afar, a thick white mist was wrapped around the mountain, making it impossible to see how high the mountain was.

It was getting late, Xu Lin found that there was a little greenery here, the green grass was getting denser and denser, there should be an underground river here, if he could dig a spring out, the hundreds of miles of desert he walked through were afraid that he could become an oasis.

There was still no one occupied, Xu Lin found a little wild cat in the grass, when he approached, the little wild cat opened his teeth and claws towards Xu Lin with a milky voice, he stepped forward and grabbed the little wild cat and raised it in front of his eyes, "I finally saw a living thing, and no one wants it?" ”

Xu Lin sat in the grass, put the little milk cat in his arms, looked at the way he came, his eyes gradually became blurred, and said: "But you are much stronger than me, when I was on earth, my father died in a car accident, my mother ran away with someone, grandpa threw me to his old subordinate before he died and grew up in the army, talking about a girlfriend was also green, she also said that I always carry out tasks, do not accompany her, she is lonely!" Reincarnated here, there is still no one to see. Cat, you say, how can I live so unhappily? ”

The little wild cat didn't have time to listen to Xu Lin's nonsense, smelled the smell of horse meat in his arms, and kept pulling with his little paws, and when he was tired, he fell asleep in Xu Lin's arms, and made a "whirring" sound.

When the sun rose, the little wild cat lay in Xu Lin's arms, thinking about the meaning of life together against the rising sun.

Xu Lin looked at the snow-capped mountain, the white clouds with snow, the morning sun hit it, plated with a layer of gold, incomparably magnificent, refreshing, it may be because the world is bright, or it may be that the Tyndall effect once again proves that the physical chemistry of this world exists, Xu Lin's heart is not so depressed, he put the little wild cat in the package, and continued to walk in the direction of the snow-capped mountain in the west......