What's that?

Ling Qiyu tugged at his collar and looked down to see his thin body, but the small glowing stone just now had disappeared. He didn't pay much attention to it, anyway, it should be the old guy's trick to fool people.

"Tell me what the hell is going on. Ling Qiyu said indifferently, anyway, people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, just see what this old man is going to do.

Sanqiong Daoist squinted his eyes, stretched out a finger like a dead branch, pointed at Ling Qiyu's eyebrows, and said, "Little friend, the old man wants the knowledge of those mysterious words in your mind. By the way, Xiaoyou can rest assured, the old man is just copying the knowledge of the words you have, and it will definitely not damage your divine sense, nor will he snoop on any of Xiaoyou's privacy. ”

Ling Qiyu sneered: "Listen to what you mean, it seems that you can copy the knowledge directly from my head, okay, if you have this ability, then do whatever you want." ”

What kind of joke, directly reading the consciousness of others, or a specific level of knowledge, this kind of thing is not scientific at all!

"Then thank you very much. Sanqiong Daoren's fingertips flashed, and he withdrew his palm, frowned slightly, and muttered: "This is Chinese Chinese character culture? It is so broad and profound! It is really a miracle! Woo hoo lament, the old man needs to retreat immediately!"

"Xiaoyou, the old man's retreat time is uncertain, and this is a forbidden place, with Xiaoyou's mortal body, he can't survive alone here. ”

"Hmm... In this way, if Xiaoyou doesn't mind, can you be willing to join the old man's sect and become a nominal disciple? ”

"The old man is still a little thin in the Qingyuan Gate, and Xiaoyou should be able to worry about it when he holds my disciple's order. ”

As he spoke, Sanqiong Daoist handed Ling Qiyu a wooden token, and before he could speak, he waved his big sleeves and enveloped Ling Qiyu in it.

Ling Qiyu only felt a flower in front of him, and then there was a whirlwind of the sky, and the voice of the Sanqiong Daoist continued to sound: "Xiaoyou, thank you again, the old man will be able to do his best in the future, he will not forget the kindness of Xiaoyou, and he will be rewarded! Also, if Xiaoyou encounters a problem that he doesn't understand in Qingyuanmen, you can ask my old servant......

Ling Qiyu couldn't hear the words clearly, because he really couldn't stand the dizziness and passed out.

This bad old man is really bad! He even drugged him again! The most important thing is that he just spoke the Chinese language, right? Damn! This old stick!

.......

When Ling Qiyu woke up again, he was already in a simple and elegant room, which was very elegantly decorated, and there were emerald green vegetation in the corner of the room, and he didn't know what kind of species it was, which looked pleasing to the eye and made people feel physically and mentally happy.

"What's going on here?" Ling Qiyu scratched his head and propped himself up, the wooden bed under him creaked, as if it had been some years.

At the head of the bed, there is a bamboo slip with the words 'Little Friends and Relatives Kai' written in Chinese characters.

Ling Qiyu took it casually and opened the bamboo slip, he wanted to see what kind of tricks the old guy wanted to play.

As soon as he opened the bamboo slip, a golden light pierced Ling Qiyu's eyes, and immediately after, a large amount of information continued to pour into his mind, a language he had never seen or heard of.

After the information was transmitted, Ling Qiyu was surprised to find that he seemed to have mastered this language!

This is truly divine!

Although this is not scientific, it doesn't matter if others believe it or not, he believes it anyway.

So he tried to curl his tongue, utter some simple syllables, and then began to speak coherently to himself:

"Hello, uh-huh... This language... Not bad......"

"Hmm... My name is Ling Qiyu, I am a scientist, I am very good, I have a wealth of knowledge, superb assassination skills...... Where did I get my assassination skills? No matter...... I'm Chinese New Year's Eve to... I said I wouldn't be believed Chinese New Year's Eve six years old, right?"

Ling Qiyu looked at his thin body embarrassedly, just based on this body, some people believe him when he was ten years old, and at this time, he realized that the clothes on his body had been changed, and his whole body was a layer of light white fabric, which looked very much like pajamas, but it was very fitting and comfortable.

"Could it be a costume drama? Then what am I playing? There is no script! The director and the camera can't see it... Is there anyone here!" Ling Qiyu shouted. Seeing that no one responded, he couldn't help but shake his head, jumped off the bed, put on the blue shirt and pants on the shelf next to the bed, and tied the cloth belt around his waist, which was finished.

Well, it's good, I feel like a genius.

After dressing, Ling Qiyu moved to the mirror in the room to tidy up his appearance. In the mirror, he has bright eyes and bright teeth, long and curved eyelashes, a red face, and two small dimples when he laughs.

That's not right... That's not what you look like!

Although Ling Qiyu's memory was chaotic, he remembered that he shouldn't have looked like this when he was a child, because he wasn't a very handsome person himself, he could only be said to be ordinary, with his current handsome appearance, how crooked does he have to be to grow into an ordinary appearance?!

What the hell is going on? What happened to his body?

Ling Qiyu really couldn't recall it at all, the more he thought about it, the more chaotic things in his mind became, and the more things he forgot. Simply, he didn't bother to think about it, anyway, his common sense is still there, his knowledge is still there, it's just that the image memory and the memory of things are lost, and it's not a big problem.

For him, a great scientist, knowledge is everything! Moreover, amnesia is not incurable!

"But I always feel like I've forgotten something very important......" Ling Qiyu muttered as he pushed the door open and walked out.

Outside the door, the dazzling sunlight and fresh air make people feel refreshed.

"Damn... What a beautiful view... Is this really fake?!" Ling Qiyu was almost stunned, what appeared in front of him was a magnificent and majestic mountain, the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, standing there, just enough to see everything around him, not far from the right hand side in front of him, a stream of water about five meters wide flowed out of the void, slowly spilling downward, the water droplets refracted with the light, emitting colorful light, beautiful. On the left-hand side, there is a towering ancient tree, the trunk is extremely thick, even if dozens of Ling Qi feathers are embraced, it may not be able to surround it, its branches go straight into the sky, and there is no end in sight.

Next to the tree, there is a winding path paved with bluestone, and if you follow it, you should be able to go down the mountain.

Ling Qiyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly explored down the trail while admiring the unforgettable fantastic scenery around him.

And the more downward, the more novel things keep appearing in his field of vision, teasing the worldview in his memory.

A white horse with wings, a giant python with two horns and scales, a large rooster that is one person tall, a wild flower that dances, and a red-crowned crane that laughs like a girl and blushes......

"I should be in a dream?" Ling Qiyu's brain was a little short-circuited, these things were so exciting and lifelike that people couldn't believe that this was fake. He even touched it himself, and the touch, the realism, was clearly not the slightest falsehood.

I don't know how long I walked, but the strange scenery and strange creatures along the way made Ling Qiyu forget the time. Gradually, the scenery at the foot of the mountain finally came to his eye.

It was a quaint complex of buildings, and it was magnificent.

Looking down from above, you can only see many small black dots constantly shuttling through the complex, but unfortunately the distance is too far to see.

The next journey was a bit monotonous, the stone path became a layer of stairs, the surrounding creatures were becoming fewer and fewer, and the scenery was only visible from the mountains in the distance, which made Ling Qiyu's mood gradually calm down, and he silently walked down the stairs.

Finally at the foot of the mountain, there were two brown-shirted young men with spears guarding the end of the stone steps, one left and one right, with their backs to Ling Qiyu, as if they were guarding the passage up the mountain.

At the same time that Ling Qiyu saw these two teenagers, these two people seemed to have eyes on the back of their heads, and they seemed to have discovered Ling Qiyu as well, and immediately turned around and aimed the tip of their guns at Ling Qiyu.

But when they saw the clothes on Ling Qiyu's body, they were immediately stunned again, and the two little guys looked at each other, and both of them showed puzzled expressions. Then the two of them took two steps back at the same time, bowed down and clenched their fists:

"I've seen my brother. ”