Li Ling's consciousness drifted in a deep sleep, countless fragmented memories came to him like meteors, most of the memories belonged to his own past, but some of the pictures were very unfamiliar, like another person's life, as if fast-forwarded to play in front of his eyes.

Li Ling was trapped in a bizarre dream, like a ghost pressing on the bed, and he could never wake up.

I have been maintaining this state of confusion like this, and I don't know how long it took, I suddenly felt like I was suffocating under the water and being fished out, so I took a sharp breath and opened my eyes.

The sight was hazy like he had just woken up, Li Ling subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and just wanted to touch the glasses beside the bed, but was surprised to find that his eyesight had regained clarity.

As far as the eye can see, it is a simple but neat room, with two small wooden windows hidden by a faint light, and the furnishings in the room are simple and clean. Wood-colored tables, chairs and benches, and ceramic kettles and cups on the table.

The furnishings of the room in front of him were completely different from the cheap rental house he remembered, not even the mobile phone he always kept next to his bed. Everything around him looked so strange, but there was an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Li Ling recalled everything that had happened before he lost consciousness, and his heart was full of doubts and puzzles, didn't he have a plane crash? He must have died, how could he still survive by luck?

Could it be that everything is a dream?

Li Ling was stunned and pinched his face hard, and the pain that came from him proved that he was indeed completely awake now.

With a stomach full of confusion, Li Ling slowly got out of bed, and there was a pair of black cloth boots that he had never seen before on the side of the bed, but his movement of putting on shoes was inexplicably smooth, and the size of the shoes also fit very well.

When putting on his shoes, Li Ling noticed a mirror on the low cabinet next to the bed, swept his eyes, and vaguely saw himself in the mirror:

Scattered long black hair and brown eyes, fair and clear skin, although the facial lines are clear and deep, but the appearance is so delicate that people can't distinguish the gender of the person in the mirror for a while.

This...... Li Ling gasped, quickly opened his pants and took a look, confirming that he was still a man, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the strange self in the mirror made him have a lot of messy speculations in his heart.

The sudden recovery of myopia and the antique room layout all hint at unbelievable facts.

I'm not going to cross over, is it?!The mouth of the person in the mirror opened a little bit......

Although Li Ling is a loyal lover of online novels, he has fantasized about crossing into another world, goldfinger, opening a harem or something on weekdays, but when this kind of thing really happened to him, it was still a little difficult to accept for a while.

But Li Ling was born a person who can regulate himself, and he will not be particularly flustered when he encounters big things, but will think about whether there is a solution at the first time.

Just when Li Ling adjusted his body and mind and was about to think about countermeasures, a series of unfamiliar memory fragments struck again, constantly appearing in Li Ling's mind!

It's as real as a 3D projection, Li Ling didn't forget to complain in his heart.

The owner of this body, with the same name and surname as himself, is also called Li Ling. When he was a baby, he was abandoned by his biological parents because of his weak heart. The former head of Chunyang picked up the dying "Li Ling" in his infancy, and brought him back to Chunyangmen, took care of him, and raised him, which can be said to be a very routine growth experience.

However, the next memory made Li Ling a little crying and laughing, Chunyangmen, a sect with such a strong name, actually only recruited female disciples, so he was raised as a girl since he was a child.

No wonder they look like such a girl! Li Ling crossed his waist and looked at the mirror, disgusted by the neutral version of himself.

And the end of the memory is that Li Ling of this world died suddenly and quietly last night. The cause of death is not yet known, but it is precisely because of this that Li Ling has the opportunity to "borrow the corpse to return the soul" this time.

Li Ling's eyebrows lowered, and he said softly: "Go with peace of mind, you gave me this chance to be reborn, and I will live well." ”

After speaking, Li Ling relaxed, picked up the plain short robe hanging next to the bed, and put it on his body casually. Gently pushed open the door, and the bright light from the outside suddenly poured in, making Li Ling can't help but squint his eyes.

The warm sun fell on him, with a faint warmth. In front of the door is a small courtyard, planted with some flowers and plants that Li Ling can't name, exuding a rich sweet fragrance.

The real world in front of him made Li Ling feel alive completely, and then he began to think about a key question, why did he suddenly die in the night in this world, and there was no warning before that. If it is a hidden disease in his body, will it recur?

This question must be clarified, Li Ling doesn't want to die quietly tonight. Although I don't know why I crossed over and was reborn, after all, I survived, and I had to cherish this opportunity.

The most important thing at the moment is to solve the hidden danger that threatens your life, and secondly, to explore the reason for your own crossing, and reason whether you have the possibility of returning to the original world.

"Ling'er?"

Just when Li Ling was full of thoughts, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him, affected by the memory fragments of his predecessor Li Ling, he subconsciously reacted to this strange and familiar nickname.

Li Ling turned around with a faint smile: "Senior sister is early." ”

"Senior Sister" is wearing a black long skirt, embroidered with some white cirrus crane patterns, graceful and graceful, looking forward to it, with a habitual soft smile on the corner of her mouth. The temperament is as light as water, but it is full of mature femininity.

Liu Qingyun, twenty-four years old, is the senior sister of Chunyangmen.

Liu Qingyun took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand to sort out the short robe that Li Lingnan put on her body, and chattered in an old mother's tone: "You have to wear your clothes well, you see that you don't even tie the buttons, you will be sixteen years old in two months, and you won't be able to take care of yourself." ”

No wonder I felt a little immature when I looked in the mirror, I was only fifteen years old...... Li Ling pursed his lips and did not answer.

After tidying up the short robe on Li Ling's body, Liu Qingyun raised her eyes and looked at him carefully, her tone showing a little worry: "Ling'er, your face is very bad, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Li Ling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and put on an innocent face. But in fact, he probably understood in his heart that it was probably because he had died once last night, so even if he was reborn, his face was still a little sickly.

Liu Qingyun pondered for a moment and said, "After breakfast, I will take you to the deputy head and ask her to check your physical condition." ”

"Good. Li Ling's chicken nodded as if pecking rice, and obediently followed the footsteps of the senior sister and left this small courtyard.

Out of the courtyard gate, there is a strong pine, there are some stone tables and stone benches under the tree, white clouds in the distance, a blue sky. Liu Qingyun turned a blind eye, probably seeing a lot on weekdays, and she was already numb to this kind of scenery. But Li Ling felt fresh, like a hillbilly who had entered the city for the first time, looking around.

Li Ling took a deep breath, and the fresh air made people feel refreshed, as comfortable as inhaling pure oxygen in the hospital.

Following Liu Qingyun through an archway, a long street paved with bluestone slabs suddenly appeared in front of him, and there were some small stalls and vendors on the roadside, some peasant women selling fresh vegetables, and fierce butchers vigorously waving knives to cut pork, shouting one after another, endlessly. Li Ling even saw an entertainer performing on the street with a big stone on his chest, and the surrounding spectators applauded.

It was just an arch away, inside the door was the Immortal Spiritual Realm, but outside the door was the street of the market, this strong visual impact made Li Ling a little stunned.

Liu Qingyun still had a strange expression on her face, and found an early stall with a familiar car, and said to the proprietress with a smile while beckoning Li Ling to sit down: "Aunt Wang, three bowls of tofu brain, three fritters." ”

Li Ling sat on the small bench, looking at the lively atmosphere of people coming and going, the corners of his mouth twitched, isn't the Pure Yang Sect a tall immortal cultivation sect......

Suddenly, a fragment of a sleeping memory jumped in his mind, and he vaguely recognized a woman's voice, and said lazily:

"What age is it and still pays attention to being tall, and the reason why Chunyangmen is so depressed is because of the lack of mass foundation. If you want me to say, you should move the sect to the town and help the masses solve the problem, and the masses will help you solve the problem......"

Although I don't know who it is, it sounds like it makes some sense, so that's why he squatted on the side of the street, drinking tofu brains while watching the steel gun on the top of the artist's throat?

However, there is really nothing to say about the taste of this breakfast, the tofu brain is smooth and tender, and the fritters are also fried golden and crispy, Li Ling ate a little selfless for a while.

"Senior sister, should we order more?" Li Ling looked at the extra fritters and tofu brain, and asked in a low voice.

Liu Qingyun drank tofu brain in a very ladylike sip, and looked at the artist's wonderful sword-swallowing performance and couldn't take her eyes off it: "Your second senior sister will come in a while, give her something." Ling'er, you said it was so big and long...... How did he put it in his mouth......"

Li Ling almost fell into the tofu brain with a face, and muttered in a low voice: "Senior sister, can you not say it so misleadingly......

At this time, Liu Qingyun's attention was all on the artist, and he was very attentive, and he was amazed, and he didn't pay attention to Li Ling's words at all.

"Sit down a little bit. ”

When Li Ling heard this, he looked up and saw a woman looking down at him, wearing the same black dress as Liu Qingyun, holding a black sheath long sword, her long hair was tied up high into a ponytail, her pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and her slightly charming eyes were like bright knives.

Su Mingxue, sixteen years old, is the second senior sister of Chunyangmen.

Li Ling didn't read the iceberg-like momentum of the second senior sister from his vague memory, so he was a little stunned for a while, and looked at Su Mingxue like a postmodern art sculpture with a tofu brain.

Su Mingxue poked Li Ling's ass with the scabbard very impatiently, and said coldly: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and sit down." ”

Li Ling silently moved his buttocks, which were slumped on the small bench, and gave her a seat. Su Mingxue casually put the long sword on the table, sat down next to Li Ling, and finished breakfast without saying a word.

Then, Su Mingxue stretched out her jade finger and clasped the tabletop, attracting Liu Qingyun, who was all focused on the sword-swallowing performance.

"The head of the house passed the note, saying that there was a task entrusted to us. Su Mingxue's tone was still cold.

Although Liu Qingyun was listening, her eyes still glanced at the artist intentionally or unintentionally, until Su Mingxue coughed lightly, she turned her head and asked, "What task?"

"Say it's a nightmare in the town. Su Mingxue said.

"Nightmare?" Liu Qingyun frowned and said, "If the quality of sleep is not good, just find Dr. Liu from the Spring Hall to prescribe a prescription and boil some calming medicinal soup." ”

Su Mingxue shook her head: "It's not a mortal nightmare, yesterday morning the shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn found that the young man in the store was dead in the room, and the body had no wounds, and there was no trace of struggle and fighting." The result of the all-night examination by the deputy head was that his body was exhausted, and he died quietly in his sleep. ”

"It was found yesterday morning?" Liu Qingyun analyzed, "That means that the person died the night before yesterday, if it was really a nightmare, then last night, would someone have had an accident?"

Su Mingxue and Liu Qingyun were still discussing, but Li Ling's hands and feet were cold, and an inexplicable panic welled up in his heart.

As the senior sister guessed, there was indeed someone who died silently in his sleep last night, and that person was Li Ling himself, who had been reborn through the crossing!