Between heaven and earth, two giants stand up to the sky, hundreds of millions of kilometers high, far away from each other. One of the gods, wearing a three-mountain flying phoenix crown, wearing a light goose yellow collar, wisps of gold boots lined with dragon socks, jade belt flower eight treasures makeup, waist slingshot crescent shape, holding a three-pointed two-edged gun. Another demon, with a metal-like body, is defenseless, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a golden dragon swimming all over his body, holding the world-destroying god blade to open the sky.

The god suddenly frowned, opened a vertical eye on his forehead, and in an instant, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, time forbidden, and a cold light burst out from the vertical eye, directly taking the demon, the demon did not show weakness, blinked, and two golden lights flashed out of his eyes, facing him directly. Three dragons roared, the space shattered, and all the mountains and rivers within hundreds of millions of kilometers turned into chaos. As soon as the three divine lights came into contact, the chaotic void rippled one after another. Immediately afterward, the shattering of the void suddenly stretched outward, ripples across the sky, shattering everything.

The god jumped up, unfolded the three-pointed knife force to split Huashan, the devil parried with the horizontal axe, and the three-pointed knife turned into thousands of sword qi, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, and the open sky axe held up hundreds of millions of golden lotuses, not leaking. The gods and men make supernatural powers, the two-edged blades turn into Mount Tai to press the top, the devil leans on the chest, and the axe of destruction wants to cut off the world. The two of them cast the power of heaven and earth, fighting to the death in the chaotic space, and in a moment, thousands of moves have passed, and no one can help anyone.

The demon roared angrily, the divine dragon on his body surged, and eight dragon heads turned out on his shoulder, roaring in unison, and countless golden rays of light shot directly at the gods. The god turned into a god's hand, took off the divine bow from his back, took out the golden pill from the treasure bag, the bow opened like a full moon, the pill walked like a meteor, and the golden light was immediately handed over. The god was furious, took the sword of the two dragons, shook his hand with a sword, and the demon fled from the back of the god, and raised the shield of Zhou Tian to cover himself. The demon god escaped again, and the god swept thousands of armies with the Qingtian stick, and the god turned into eight arms, two dragon swords in one hand, a fairy knife in one hand, a demon lock in one hand, a sun bow in one hand, a demon pestle in both hands, and six arms and five weapons to meet the Qingtian stick.

There is no space in the chaos, there is no time, maybe it is just an instant, maybe it has passed the eternity, the battle between the two begins abruptly and ends abruptly. At that moment, neither of them moved. The atmosphere was suddenly suffocatingly eerie.

"Ah......h An old man on the side, about eighty years old, saw the young man wake up, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Young man, you're finally awake. ”

"Who are you, old man? Where is this? Did you save me?"

"This is my home, we live in a fishing village, you were fished from the sea by my granddaughter and I three months ago. According to the town's priest, you were crippled by the enemy and thrown into the sea. Young man, you are very unusual, the pastor was stunned, and he said that he had never seen a man so badly injured and still breathing. If I told him that you hadn't taken anything for three months except medicine, would he be scared to death? ”

The young man smiled, was quiet for a moment, and then said, "Old man, I have encountered a problem, and I don't know what to do." ”

"It's okay, it's not enough to kill people. Your enemy beats you so hard, even if it is an uncommon enemy, it can be resolved. Besides, our small fishing village has no quarrel with the world, and it is difficult for them to find it. ”

"That's not what I meant. ”

The old man shook his eyes and looked at the young man.

The boy sneered, "I suddenly forgot who I was." Does the old man know me?"

The old man's face was petrified in an instant.

"Hehe, or maybe the pastor who treated me knows me?"

"He doesn't know either!" the old man wiped his sweat.

After a while, the old man didn't give up, and asked again: "Then do you have any items or anything with you?"

The young man glanced at himself, and the old man slapped his forehead: "Old fool, what is on you, I don't know? ”

"......" the young man sweated badly.

"Well, yes, there are two things. As he spoke, the old man rummaged through the cabinets and took out two objects.

The boy looked at it, the first one was a long-life lock, it seemed to be pure gold, engraved with four words, the boy didn't know, the old man read to the boy: longevity and 100 years old. The old man flipped the golden lock, and there were two small words on the back: "Erlang".

"Erlang......" The young man pondered, "Could it be that my name is Erlang?"

The old man muttered, "How do I know?" As he spoke, he picked up the second one, and the young man saw that it was a folding fan.

The old man said: "The old man doesn't know much, but according to my good granddaughter, the owner of this fan should be very talented, the paintings on it are very beautiful, and the poems are also very beautiful." You see, the painting of a beautiful woman is more beautiful than the old granddaughter, especially with two lines of poetry, and my good granddaughter has been obsessed with it for several days. ”

The boy said, "What's on that?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Hey, poor boy, you were beaten stupidly. I don't know the words anymore. The granddaughter said that you may be a great talent, and it seems that you are going to be disappointed. ”

"That, old man, what the hell is written?"

"Listen, lad. The sentence on the right, read: This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at that time. The sentence on the left reads: Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky and the night heart. Do you understand what that means?"

The young man's face was confused, "I don't understand." ”

"That's right if you don't understand. ”

"But what does that mean?"

"You want to know?"

"Hmm"

"I want to know too. What is the magic of these two poems? If you want to know, just ask my good granddaughter. ”

The two chatted for a while, and the old man put the two objects beside the bed, told the young man to rest more, and then turned around and went out.

The young man was lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and a question mark was heavily covered in his heart, unable to let go: "Who am I?"

The sun is shining outside the window, the shadows of the trees are hanging low, and the cicadas are singing in pairs. The old man in the middle came twice, brought two bowls of medicine, fed the boy and drank it, and left again.

Gradually, the daylight is sparse, the sky is getting darker, the young man's mind is chaotic, he has no intention of sleeping, one will be Erlang, one will be two poems that do not know what to mean, and one will be a dream scene. Until late at night, in the night, it was the same chaotic void, the same supernatural giant, the same sky and the earth, the same scene, deduced to the end, the same dream woke up, but it was already three poles in the sun.

The old man still brought the medicine into the house, fed it to the boy, and still talked to the boy. I can hear that the old man is very cheerful and talkative. In the communication with the old man, the teenager got a general understanding of the situation.

The old man's name is Bob, and the small fishing village is called Luhua Village, which is located in the north of Tianchen Island, and there are more than 100 fishermen in the village, fishing for a living. Tianchen Island is a small island in the misty sea, covering an area of twenty or thirty miles, the people on the island are simple, the population is about 100,000, most of them are mainly engaged in agriculture and fishing, and belong to the Principality of Tianchen. Tianchen is an island country, with hundreds of large and small islands, such as Tianchen Island or larger, and the small ones can only be inhabited by several families. The capital of Tianchen Kingdom is on Tianguo Island, thousands of miles away from Tianchen Island, and there is Tianchen Magic Academy, the only magic academy in Tianchen.

The old man was talking about the Academy of Magic because his precious granddaughter was trying out there. The old man's granddaughter is called Anna. The fishing village is very poor, and no one in the village can afford to pay the high tuition fees to send their children to further education. Anna didn't have the fate to study, many years ago, once fishing, she met a young female magician, who taught Anna some magical knowledge of the elements of communication. Anna is a well-behaved girl, and she also works hard, learning the sensing element for several years, and finally relying on her own groping, communication element, a month ago, she became a trainee magician. This is also the first magician in the history of the small fishing village, and it is also one of the few magicians in Tianchen Island.

The old man knew what it meant to be a magician, and he summoned the whole village to tell everyone the news, and the whole village boiled. Everyone took out the only savings they had to fund Anna to go to Tianchen Academy for a tryout, and if she succeeded, she would be admitted. Seeing the old man's expression, the young man was also happy.

In the afternoon, the old man was fed medicine and routinely went out to work. The teenager is still thinking about what is wrong when he is empty, and at night, he still can't sleep, he still has nightmares, the same content, the same plot, the same chagrin and helplessness.

For three days and three nights, every day and every night. The boy's body was unexpectedly getting better. Three days later, the priest, who had been sentenced to death, stood up alone on the edge of the bed.

The old man was stunned when he saw the boy stand up for the first time. The young man held on to the table, rubbed in front of the old man, held the old man's hand, and when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly choked. Yes, the grace of reinvention can not be expressed in words. Looking at the gratitude in his eyes, the old man smiled, and the young man had to smirk.

"Young man, I didn't expect your body to be so fast, it's a miracle, even the gods have lost their eyes. ”

"Immortals?"

"That's right, the priest of the Church of Light on Tianchen Island is a fairy-like figure in the eyes of us mortals, and he has looked away. Or my granddaughter has a good eye and can see at a glance that you are unusual. ”

“......”

"By the way, young man, what are your plans?"

"Well, I don't know where to go, I don't know who I am, and I don't know who my enemy is. When I can move around, I want to go out and find my family. ”

"But you don't know where you came from, the world is so big, where is your home? If you are seen by the enemy, won't you be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? Otherwise, you can stay, and when you remember who you are, you will leave. ”

"However, will it affect the fathers and villagers of the fishing village?"

"How come, the sea of mist is so big, who can find it here? I, the older I get, the more afraid I am of loneliness, and when my granddaughter is there, I chirp all day long, and I'm used to it. Now that she's gone, her heart is always empty. You can accompany Grandpa and me!"

The young man was stunned for a long time, but he had to agree. The old man was so happy that he said that the gods had treated him well, and that his granddaughter had left, and that he had sent another grandson to accompany him.

"Eh, by the way, what will I call you in the future?" the old man scratched his head.

"Let your grandfather decide. "The boy is very humble.

The old man was happy, but there was too little ink in his stomach to think about it, and his old face was flushed.

"Or let's call Jiro. The boy said leisurely.

"That's right, it's called Erlang, boy, he has a good name, he is clever, and he is as smart as my granddaughter. Hey. Erlang Erlang, I seem to have heard it somewhere, it's quite familiar, it's a good name. From now on, you will be called Erlang. ”