"Tick!"

"Tick!"

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The crisp sound of water droplets dripping sounded in Geng Jiuxian's ears, this sound was like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, which made people feel refreshed, and it was also the sound of this crisp pearl falling on a jade plate that was too beautiful, which made Geng Jiuxian, who was sleeping in the dark, frown, but as soon as he woke up, he felt a sharp pain that almost tore him apart, and he roared, breaking the silence in the darkness and covering up the water droplets.

After a long time, Geng Jiuxian calmed down, and then he looked at the surrounding environment, the humid air and ground made him a little uncomfortable, the space was dark, but it was not without any light, a ray of light brought some light to him in the dark passage with the help of water and smooth stones.

The passage is wide and long, and there seem to be many forks in the road, and in the middle of the passage there is a stream that flows quietly, and the drops of water gently drip from the stone walls, and fall crisply on the stones, polishing the stones one by one, and then all converge towards the stream.

Geng Jiuxian didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but he found that the wounds on his body had begun to scar, but the air here was very humid, which was not conducive to the recovery of his wounds, and he felt that the cold aura here seemed to have invaded his wounds, making the wounds much more painful than normal.

"It seems that even if the wound is healed, I am afraid that it will fall to the root of the disease. Geng Jiuxian sighed, but he didn't care very much, and he was still glad in his heart, because this pain would always remind him that his life would not be numb.

That's right, after witnessing the death of his parents, relatives, and people in the village, Geng Jiuxian felt that the whole world had become dark, and his life seemed to have lost its color, and now the only thing that could support him to live was revenge.

"Huh, what about the bluestone wrench?" Geng Jiuxian suddenly became anxious, and he found that the bluestone wrench that his grandfather gave him was missing, "Could it be that it is not a dream? How is it possible, how can there be such a bizarre thing in the world." ”

That's right, after Geng Jiuxian woke up, he thought that the scene he saw before he fell unconscious was a dream, but now he had some doubts that it was not a dream.

"That's right. ”

Geng Jiuxian seemed to have thought of something, and endured to still fumble with some tattered clothes for a while, and then took out an object, which was his iPhone.

"Hopefully it still works. ”

Geng Jiuxian used to put his mobile phone in his pocket, and due to the cold weather in winter, the clothes he wore were also thick, and the innermost clothes were very waterproof.

The phone was a little damp, and after the phone was turned on, the screen instantly lit up, and Geng Jiuxian's face showed a hint of joy, and he had to sigh: "Expensive is expensive." ”

But then he was stunned for a moment, because he saw that the date on the screen was 11 o'clock on January 20, 2020, which he remembered very clearly, because it was Chinese New Year's Eve in four days, but the problem was that the date he returned from Shanghai was the afternoon of January 19, 2020, and he returned to Genglou near the afternoon of the 20th.

"How is this possible, the upper part of my body is obviously scarred, and this is obviously not something that can be recovered in a few hours. At this time, he had even forgotten to find the bluestone wrench.

Geng Jiuxian hurriedly turned on the light and checked the wounds on his body, the most serious wounds were two, one on his right shoulder, one on his left thigh, and some small and bruised wounds, but in addition to these, he actually found nine scars on his body, these nine scars were the same as the nine strands of red energy he had seen in the scene before coming out of his body.

"This... It's really not a dream. ”

Geng Jiuxian was a little dumbfounded, thinking of the scene he saw in the gray world, there was a trace of longing in his heart, that strange and gorgeous world really existed, if the power to shatter the heavens and the earth could be possessed, who could stop him from taking revenge, and even if he had that kind of power before, how could his relatives die tragically.

Geng Jiuxian took a deep breath to calm himself down: "In this way, the factor that caused the previous scene was the bluestone wrench, no, it should be said that it was the bluestone ancient well." ”

He picked up his mobile phone and hurriedly got up to look for the traces of the bluestone ancient well, as he has read countless novels, and he is a writer who hits the street, when he realizes that this scene is true, he understands that the bluestone ancient well is an opportunity against the sky, no matter what, he must seize it, and seizing the opportunity against the sky means that he has the foundation of the sky.

Isn't the protagonist of every novel like this? He believes that he is no exception, and even thinks that he is the one who has created the protagonist of several Niu B novels, and the opportunity he encounters must be the only one in the world, unique, and unique, and more awesome than that dragon arrogant.

"Ahh

There was another sharp pain, and it took a while to feel recovered, standing up with a limp, and irradiating the surroundings with his mobile phone, Qinggujing didn't find it, but found the narrow knife that fell into the well water with him.

So Geng Jiuxian picked up the knife as a crutch and began to expand the range, but after looking for more than ten minutes, there was still no trace of the bluestone ancient well.

"Huh, why is it gone?" Geng Jiuxian sat down with a pale face, and after only ten minutes, he was out of breath, and he exhaled a turbid breath, coupled with the pain in his body, which made him sweat profusely.

Then he illuminated the creek with the light of his mobile phone, shook his head and said, "The bluestone ancient well can't be washed away by the creek." ”

When his face continued to change, he immediately thought of something, and a fine light suddenly crossed Geng Jiuxian's eyes, like a meteor that cut through the dark channel, "I vaguely remember that my blood was stained on the bluestone wrench, could it be that the reason for the awakening of the bluestone ancient well was my blood, so the bluestone ancient well may have entered my body?"

As for why he has this kind of thinking dimension that ordinary people don't have, it's because he has read too many novels about this kind of scene, and he has created this kind of scene himself, so it's strange not to think about it.

So he began to relax his mind and body, and concentrate on 'imagining' into his body, well, he can only use that word, because he doesn't have the inner vision or spiritual consciousness that the novel says, and he can only rely on his own imagination, maybe he can really perceive something by concentrating.

As he concentrated, Geng Jiuxian really discovered something different, he found that in his body, or more specifically, from his abdomen, an extremely faint warm current began to flow towards his limbs, because the warm current was very weak, and it could even be said that every trace was thinner than a hair, yes, he didn't feel it before, if it wasn't for his excessive concentration, he wouldn't even be able to detect it.

Geng Jiuxian finally knew why his body had recovered so amazingly, it turned out to be the effect of the warm currents that appeared in his body, but he was not sure whether these warm currents came from the bluestone ancient well, because he couldn't see the scene in his body, although he was not very sure, but he was also very sure that the source of the warm current was the mysterious bluestone ancient well.

Then he carefully experienced the changes in his abdomen, but unfortunately, no matter how much he concentrated, he couldn't see the scene in his abdomen, except for imagining his belly, that is, this belly is a little fat, sitting all day and working overtime, it's strange that he is not fat.

Thinking of this, Geng Jiuxian couldn't help but think that at the moment when he was unconscious, he seemed to see several vague figures, as well as that whispering that seemed to travel through time and space.

"Could it be that my ancestors have produced great people? The nine forces that flew out of my bloodline are the power of bloodlines? Or is it that the entire people in Genglou are the bloodlines left behind by those big people?"