I woke up in a trance, and I don't know how long it has been.

Cheng Yuzhe, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. It was dark outside, and it seemed to be night.

My eyes are still a little sore, but I'm much better, and at least I can open my eyes to see.

Looking around, the young man in the strange robe before was not in this room now.

Cheng Yuzhe just glanced around slightly, and didn't think about it that much.

Withdrawing his gaze, he lay on the bed, his eyes looking upwards, first with a slight understanding, and then at the roof of the wooden house without moving, stunned.

Still muttering in his mouth:

"How so?"

"Why?"

"It's not true!"

"I don't want to cross!"

Yes!

After experiencing the baptism of "dream fragments", he finally understood that he Cheng Yuzhe had crossed over.

The word "time travel" seems to be commonplace in the 21st century, and in that era when the protagonist of the novel is crossing at every turn, it seems that time travel has become a common thing?

A common ghost!

Those crossings are all novels, and they are all background settings written by unscrupulous authors.

In real life, apart from Wang Mang and Wang Anshi in ancient times, who else has really crossed over? !

Cheng Yuzhe, who was lying on the bed, thought of this, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he was reluctant in his heart, he really didn't want to cross!

Although in the original time and space, he Cheng Yuzhe was only a college graduate with a junior college, and his family was not a wealthy family.

But there, his parents are still alive, he has a lovely sister at home, and he has just found a satisfying job.

I just fell in love with a girl, and I didn't have time to confess. How did you get here?

Life there has only just begun.

But what, if you say that you have crossed over, you have crossed it?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Cheng Yuzhe's eyes were about to erupt into flames as he looked at the roof. And the tears in the corners of his eyes have long disappeared as if they had never appeared.

Cheng Yuzhe roared wildly in his heart, shouting:

'Oh my God, why are you sick?!'

"Labor and management don't want to cross, you turtle grandson better send labor and management back!"

......

"Boom Rumble!!

As soon as he cursed angrily in his heart, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky outside the house.

This explosion made someone who was cursing God in bed tremble.

Cheng Yuzhe's thoughts at this time were interrupted instantly, and when he was still in a daze, the sound of dripping rain came from outside the house.

The sound of the rain changed from small to loud, from the tinkling of the eaves to the pouring rain in an instant.

At this time, Cheng Yuzhe breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that God doesn't want to kill himself with a thunderbolt, he just wants it to rain.

After this half-day toss, Cheng Yuzhe's slightly flustered and chaotic mood has calmed down a lot.

After calming down, he began to think deeply about the reason why he had crossed over and the current situation, hoping to figure out the situation and allow him to survive well.

Through the previous dream, Cheng Yuzhe clearly knew that he had traveled to a doll with a tragic fate since childhood.

That doll seems to be born with a missing soul. So from the outside, it looks like a dumb and stupid look.

It is precisely in this way that Cheng Yuzhe has the opportunity to cross and possess this little doll.

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The dream fragments swallowed Cheng Yuzhe like a tide, and after a while, he found himself in a sea of light.

Here you can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, up and down, left and right.

There is a sea of light all around, and all the light here seems to come from a six-year-old child composed of light in front of Cheng Yuzhe.

The child was clasping his knees with his eyes closed, his body curled up in a spherical shape, like a baby in its mother's womb.

As the child exhaled and inhaled, the light around him also dimmed. The whole sea of light is also rhythmic with the child's breathing, and the whole picture looks so peaceful and beautiful.

A light and shadow flashed in front of him, and Cheng Yuzhe thought he was dazzled. After a closer look, he finally realized that something was wrong.

On the child in front of him, golden phantoms will appear from time to time. The virtual image was a golden writhing 'tadpole', forming chains that bound the small figure.

This golden phantom chain appears and disappears from time to time, like a flowing stream of water, and it is really impossible to find it without looking closely.

However, when Yu Zhe's gaze focused on the golden chain, the chain made of 'golden tadpoles' suddenly stopped flowing.

Before Cheng Yuzhe could be stunned, a golden chain swept Cheng Yuzhe towards the child at a speed that he couldn't see at all.

When Cheng Yuzhe woke up again, he looked around blankly and found that he had become one with the child. There is a sea of light all around him, and he is standing in the middle of the sea of light......

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuzhe tried to raise his arm and put it in front of him. I found that although it was still a little difficult, it was already free to control.

"It turns out that I couldn't control my body before, but it's really because my body is not my own!"

"Huh~hehe~"

Looking at the little arm in front of him, which still looked as white as jade in the dim light, Cheng Yuzhe suddenly shook his head and sneered.

He actually took possession of other people's bodies.

The indescribable bitterness in my heart, the shame of myself, and the inexplicable debt to the six-year-old child.

Now he has changed from a young man in his twenties to a six-year-old overnight.

The circumstances of life are really strange - strange and uncomfortable.

After a period of sighing, Cheng Yuzhe really calmed down and began to carefully observe the environment around him now.

Under the bed lay an ordinary wooden bed, covered with a fairly thick quilt.

There is no pattern on the quilt, just plain fabric, monotonous and ordinary.

The furnishings in the room are also very simple, a bed, a table with two futons, and two wardrobes.

It's not right to say it's a table, looking at the height is more like a desk.

I didn't see the chairs, and the futon was also similar to what Cheng Yuzhe had seen in the Taoist temple in his previous life, very simple.

Maybe I've traveled to the ancient world. ’

I just don't know if it's a certain time and space that I'm familiar with. ’

After seeing the surrounding environment, Cheng Yuzhe thought so in his heart.

The size of the room is not large, but it is close to fifteen square meters. The door is opposite the bed, and next to the bed is the windowsill.

On the windowsill, a potted plant is being placed, like a pot of orchids.

But looking at it, it doesn't seem to be.

Because on the heel and the slender veins there are bunches of small purple flowers the size of a little finger that are blooming.

Looking at the small flowers, the tip of the nose seems to be able to smell a trace of very elegant fragrance. The small purple flowers, in the dim night, seemed to emit a faint purple light.

Strange and dreamy.

The most conspicuous thing in the whole room is the pot of flowers, maybe it is the only bright color in this simple room?

Follow the pot and look out through the half-open window.

Outside, it was pouring rain, and the sky and earth were dark. From time to time, silver arcs flashed in the distant clouds.

Heaven and earth are silent.