The mountains are as boundless as the sea.

In the early morning, just as the sky was dawning, a young man in a camouflage uniform and carrying a hiking bag on his shoulder was struggling to climb a steep hillside in the mist.

The man's name was Sun Xuan, and he was a senior in college.

On the first day, he and a few fellow travelers went out to climb the mountains and camp. In the evening, the big guys were preparing to camp next to a small stream, when suddenly a torrential rain came unexpectedly, causing a flash flood.

In order to escape the raging floods, the panicked people scattered and fled, and the night soon fell again, and in the pouring rain they could not see their fingers, and when it was dawn, a group of people were scattered.

Sun Xuan struggled to climb the hillside, he stopped from time to time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and looked around, with an anxious look on his face.

After the heavy rain, the soil was already soft.

Suddenly, a clump of weeds was uprooted by Sun Xuan, and before he could react, he had already tumbled and fell down the mountain, hit his head on a stone, and passed out.

In a daze, Sun Xuan had a strange dream. In his dream, he turned into a fist-sized ball of light, floating freely in the void, with great joy.

At this moment, he suddenly touched another smaller ball of light, pounced on it violently, and in the blink of an eye, a big mouth changed into a mouthful, and bit down on the ball of light that Sun Xuan had turned into.

Sun Xuan suddenly screamed in pain, and hurriedly changed a big mouth to bite back, and fought back fiercely.

The two balls of light frantically tore together, and Sun Xuan, relying on his large size, finally slowly gained the upper hand and devoured the ball of light one by one. His own volume has also become much larger than before, and he only feels extremely comfortable, as if he is in the sky, and he can't help but hum.

At this time, I suddenly heard someone next to me ask softly, "Xuan'er, is there a lot of pain in your body?"

Sun Xuan opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eye was a little oil lamp like a bean, gray and unclear, only feeling that he was lying on a bed, all over his body, and there was no pain in any place.

Sun Xuan blinked vigorously, and only then did he see clearly that a strange middle-aged woman was sitting next to the bed, leaning over to look at him with surprise on her face.

Sun Xuan* said, "Who are you?

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then she stretched out her hands and grabbed Sun Xuan's arm tightly, and her two eyes were also staring at him, crying: "Xuan'er, what's wrong with you?

Hearing this, Sun Xuan was taken aback and exclaimed, "What are you talking nonsense?"

The woman burst into tears in a panic, crying and crying, "Daddy, daddy, come and see, what's the matter with Xuan'er?"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a middle-aged man strode in and asked one after another, "What's wrong?"

The woman cried, "Xuan'er doesn't know what's going on, she doesn't recognize me!"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and quickly turned his head to stare at Sun Xuan, and asked, "Xuan'er, are you okay?"

Sun Xuan was at a loss, and suddenly felt a dizziness in his head, and suddenly fell into a coma again.

I don't know how long it took, but in a daze, I heard someone talking by the bedside, it was the middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman.

I only heard the middle-aged man whisper: "Xuan'er was seriously injured in the head, and it is also possible to forget some things for a while." Don't worry too much, he'll be fine when he recovers!"

The middle-aged woman nodded and wiped away her tears: "I know, you go and kill that old hen, I'll stew Xuan'er to make up for your body!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and the two went out together.

Sun Xuan was raised in bed for more than half a month, and then he slowly recovered, and during this time, he finally slowly figured out the cause and effect of everything.

It turned out that his soul had traveled to another time and space, to a world called Haotian Realm. There are also mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, and even the cultural style, culture and language are similar to ancient China on the earth.

Sun Xuan is now in a small village in Changle County, on the border of Chechi on the Haotian Continent, called Xiaogang Village. The middle-aged man's name was Lin Youtian, and the middle-aged woman was his wife, whose maiden name was Zhang.

The couple has only one son, named Lin Qingxuan, who has just turned fifteen this year, and has been following his father and the people in the village to hunt and collect medicine since he was a child.

On this day, they unfortunately encountered a pack of wild wolves on the mountain, and the villagers had to parry and flee.

After all, Lin Qingxuan was young and weak, and if he was not careful, he fell off the cliff. By the time Lin Youtian and the villagers took great pains to carry him home, he was already dying.

At this time, he happened to encounter Sun Xuan's soul crossing and broke into Lin Qingxuan's body. The two fought with their souls, and in the end, Sun Xuan won and occupied Lin Qingxuan's body, and then slowly woke up.

In the days when Sun Xuan was recuperating from his injuries, Lin's father and Lin's mother asked for warmth and took care of him carefully, which moved him very much, and secretly decided in his heart: "From now on, the second elder is my parents, and I am their son Lin Qingxuan!"

Father Lin and Mother Lin had actually discovered that Lin Qingxuan's words and deeds were different from before, but they thought it was the cause of his head injury, and they didn't think it was strange.

On this day, Lin's father went up the mountain to hunt with the villagers again, while Lin's mother was busy in the vegetable field.

Sun Xuan (now called Lin Qingxuan) slowly got out of bed, only feeling sore, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This body is really too weak, I have to exercise well in the future!"

He slowly walked out of the door, and slowly paced along the dirt road in the village to the entrance of the village.

All the way upstream, I saw that the surrounding peaks were lush and green, thousands of rocks were showing, clouds and mist were swirling, and a small stream meandered down from the mountain peaks, and sometimes there were one or two animal songs and bird calls, just like the scenery in the painting.

The sun was shining and breathing in the fresh air, Lin Qingxuan only felt a burst of relaxation.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Brother Qingxuan, are you cured?"

Lin Qingxuan looked back and saw that it was a five or six-year-old girl, wearing torn clothes full of patches, carrying a big basket, and looking at herself.

Lin Qingxuan recognized this little girl as the granddaughter of the village chief Uncle Liu, whose name was Xiao Nier.

The former Lin Qingxuan had studied with Uncle Liu for a few days, and he liked to play with this little sister very much, and when he was recuperating from his injuries, Xiao Nier also came to see him several times.

Lin Qingxuan smiled and said, "Little Nier, why are you going?"

Xiao Nier raised the big basket in her hand and said, "I'm going to dig wild vegetables! Brother Qingxuan, will you go too?"

Lin Qingxuan nodded with a smile and said, "Okay!

Xiao Nier cheered, jumped up and grabbed his arm, and shouted, "Brother Qingxuan, come with me, there are a lot of them behind that land temple!"

It turned out that there was a small land temple not far from Xiaogang Village, which had been guarded by a lonely old man. The people in the village used to burn incense and make wishes, but then the old man died, and no one took care of it, and it slowly fell into disuse.

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