"How's Amin?"

"It seems to be okay, but I don't understand some of the things I said. ”

"There's no way around it, it's not easy to save such a big fire, and there's no way to hurt your brain. ”

"It's just bitter, old promise. ”

......

Xu Ming lay on the bed, listening to the whispers outside the door. He had been lying there for three whole days, and he had gone from faintly hearing sounds to being able to get used to the body completely. He sighed and pinched his thigh. A sharp, clear pain came from the fifty-twenty-first time, telling him that it was not a dream.

"What's going on!" Xu Ming grabbed his hair in annoyance, "I'm ready to say goodbye to the past, study hard, and be a new person, and I don't want to go through." ”

Unlike some of his fellow travelers who traveled to another world to kill all over the world and came from extraordinary backgrounds in his books, Xu Ming has neither the pride of wanting to do a big career, nor the fear of the unknown world, it may be that this small mountain village is too remote, and his feelings are more chagrin and helplessness. He didn't get any weird buffs or anything from crossing over, the only thing that counted as a buff was that his hearing was now surprisingly good, which was why he could hear the whispers of pedestrians outside through the door.

"I knew that I had sent the love letter over. Xu Ming regretted for a while, and remembered the love letter he wrote to Tang Jinling again. The "previous life" maternal fetus solo is 20 years old, and this life will probably be in this small mountain village until she dies. The more Xu Ming thought about it, the more messy it became, and his head hurt, so he simply didn't want to, turned over and got out of bed.

He opened the door. The streets of the small mountain village are muddy and potholes. It had only rained a few days ago, and there were still one or two small puddles on the road. In the afternoon, the sun was very high, but the sun was just as dazzling, shining on the road, one or two small puddles of water shining. Their thatched hut was in the corner of the village, next to a thorny fence, and outside the fence was a ring of trees, whose leaves had fallen and I don't know what they were. On the other side are a few thatched huts that are not much different from their own, scattered in a regular and irregular manner. There are not many residents in the small mountain village, and there are not many thatched houses, and the only thing in the whole village that can make people look at it more is the house of the old village chief in the middle of the village. But it was nothing more than a bigger house than usual, and the thatch was better. In such a small mountain village, the village chief is not much more noble than the average villager.

Outside the village is a field, and almost all the men of the village work in the fields, except for a few days a month when they go into the mountains to hunt some game and get some hides.

Xu Ming's father, Lao Xu was in that field at this time. Xu Ming didn't know his father's name in this world, and the neighbors called him Lao Xu, and he also called Lao Xu. After all, he was still not used to calling an unknown father. Coincidentally, in this world, the original owner of this body is also named Xu Ming, which also makes it convenient for him to not need to adapt to the new name.

Lao Xu had to wait a while before he could go home, and Xu Ming didn't want to go back to the somewhat dim room to lie down, so he took out a stool from the house and sat at the door. He looked up at the sky, looking at this round of the sun that was exactly the same as the original world, and only then could he forget his identity as a time-traveler, and only then could he quietly think about his past and future.

"What are my parents doing at this time? Did they notice my disappearance?" Xu Ming squinted at the somewhat dazzling sunlight in the afternoon, and saw that his eyes gradually adjusted. "No matter what the world is like, born in such a mountain village, my fate can be imagined. Xu Ming has seen many stories and reports before, he knows how difficult it is for people living in the mountains to get out of the mountains, and he is not the kind of person who has great courage and perseverance, and there is no reason for him to go out. He sat in his chair and looked at the sun, but he seemed to have seen his whole life. "Why?" Xu Ming couldn't understand, he didn't understand why he would cross, he was neither an avenger with a deep hatred, nor a savior with good luck, so he crossed over without reason. "That's fine, you don't have to worry about finding a job and a daughter-in-law in the future. Xu Ming muttered to himself.

Before you know it, the sun is gradually setting, and a red glow is dyed at the end of the distant sky where it meets the mountains. A slightly hunched figure came from afar in the glow. This is Lao Xu, Xu Ming's father in this world. Xu Ming stood up and watched Lao Xu come unhurriedly.

"Are you back, Lao Xu?" Looking at Lao Xu, who had gray sideburns, Xu Ming hesitated for a long time and still said hello.

"Come back, go, go into the house, it's almost winter, it's cold outside. Old Xu smiled at Xu Ming, and a little smile appeared on his slightly old face.

Xu Ming held up the stool and followed Lao Xu into the house.

Dinner was made by Lao Xu, light but not unpalatable. After dinner, Lao Xu did not gather together to chat like other villagers, but lit a lamp and went to the back room alone. Xu Ming moved another stool and sat outside. The night fell like a huge feather, and with the darkness came the cold to this mountain village. The moonlight is like water, but there is a kind of ice-like coolness when it falls on the body. The cloth clothes on Xu Ming's body were not cold-proof, but fortunately, there were two coats made of tiger skins at home, one large and one small, just one for him and Lao Xu. Lao Xu said that his mother did it for them before she was alive, and she was taken away by death in a cold winter before she could make one for herself. The old coat was already a little small, but it still provided warmth, and Xu Ming wrapped it in it and sat at the door looking at the stars. There are no other entertainment facilities, and watching the sky has become Xu Ming's only pastime now. He could hear the conversations of the villagers not far away, but most of them were boring gossip, and the most talked about these days was about himself. Through the conversations of the villagers, he also roughly knew what happened to the previous owner of this body.

A few days ago on the night, the village was filled with old grain in the past, and it was a coincidence that "Xu Ming" was in the grass house at that time. As a result, the grass house fell into disrepair and collapsed as soon as it was burned by the fire, Xu Ming was not burned, but was pressed in the grass house and smoked for a long time, and when he was rescued, he was no longer breathing. Later, Lao Xu used many methods, and it is said that he went to the village chief's house to ask for a home remedy to save Xu Ming. "You're unlucky enough, why did you go to that unlucky place?" Xu Ming patted his face, "I came here inexplicably. ”

The night was getting deeper, and the wind of early winter was blowing cold on his body, Xu Ming stood up and prepared to carry a chair back to his room. "Pop", the sound of broken ceramics is particularly harsh in the silence of the night. What the hell? Xu Ming was shocked, and there were no guys around, so he had to copy the stool and quietly go around to the back of the house. A small black shadow was climbing up the water tank stacked behind the house. Xu Ming leaned over.

The shadow was a bit like the shadow of the flower cat I saw in my hometown when I was a child, but looking at this green and stiff body, it did not have the appearance of the sensitive cat in my memory. "It can't really be a cat, right?" Xu Ming got closer and more convinced of his guess.

"What are you doing, Lao Tie?" Xu Ming raised the stool to his chest and shouted boldly.

"Meow!" the dark shadow glanced back at him, its slender vertical pupils glowing a long blue light in the night.

"It's really a cat!" Xu Ming was startled, his legs were weak and he wanted to step back. But the cat was obviously more frightened than he was, and it barked, gave up its climbing, jumped out of the tank, and landed unskillfully, staggered, and then stood firm, and disappeared into the darkness through the gap in the fence.

Xu Ming remembered that a villager said that before the accident of "Xu Ming", he always saw him teasing a raccoon cat who didn't know where it came from, and then Xu Ming had an accident and the cat disappeared. "I think I'm coming back to see him. Xu Ming watched it disappear into the night and sighed. For no reason, he remembered Tang Jinling.