In a clean and tidy cave, a young man in a tiger skin coat lay peacefully on a straw mat, his face pale, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ahh

With a scream, the young man sat up from his straw mat abruptly, sweating profusely, as if he had been frightened by something.

After a moment, the young man seemed to come back to his senses completely, and looked around in disbelief, his eyes full of incredulity. Then the young man staggered to his feet and began to grope around his body, as if to look for something important.

In an instant, the young man realized that his hand was not right, and hurriedly looked at his body.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this time, the young man suddenly became hysterical.

"My new trio phone!"

"Damn Pingyangzi, you actually cheated me!"

It turned out that this young man was called Wang Quan and was an excellent social youth. Wang Quan's parents divorced early, and soon each formed his own family, and Wang Quan was treated as a dog and ignored the bun. Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, no one cared about him.

So, when he was in high school, he was expelled from school because he participated in the fight and brawl activities of undesirable youths in society. This incident hit him hard.

Wang Quan's academic performance is very good, and he can score more than 200 points in every exam, and he can rank in the top 100 in their class. The head teacher valued him very much, not only arranged him in the quietest seat, but also often called him to the office to tutor him alone.

Originally, with his grades, it would not be a problem to take a big light bird test. It's a pity that God is jealous of talent, and his bright future was completely interrupted because of a fight.

When the king's power was in despair, his uncle came to the door.

The Pingyangzi he scolded in his mouth was his uncle.

Pingyangzi is very famous in his hometown, as a top student of the world-class famous University Garidun University, after graduation, he actually went to the mountains to become a Taoist priest. Therefore, when Pingyangzi suddenly came to the door, Wang Quan was scared enough!

Pingyangzi couldn't help but say, and brought the royal power to the deep mountains, saying that he wanted to take him to practice enlightenment. In the face of the uncle's power, the royal power was powerless to resist, and could only succumb to Pingyangzi's obscenity.

Although he is a young man in society, he also knows the truth that heroes do not suffer immediate losses. He once witnessed Pingyangzi smash a large tree with a radius of more than 20 centimeters with an axe. With such a lot of strength, do you say that the king is afraid?

In three years, under the persecution of Pingyangzi, he memorized hundreds of Taoist books. What "Pingyang Avenue Song Formula", "Linglong Preservation of the Spirit and Qi Ming Five Hours and Seven Candidates", "Pingyang Crossing Industry Six Laws Spiritual Book", "Phoenix God Burning Wild Sutra"... All of them are sermons that I have never heard of. Many times, Wang Quan wondered if these books were written by Pingyangzi himself.

As the saying goes, people are forced. After studying English for five or six years, the king's power, who couldn't even distinguish between verbs and nouns, actually memorized hundreds of Taoist books thicker than the Xinhua dictionary word for word.

Of course, in addition to Taoist books, Pingyangzi also bought a set of university textbooks for metaphysics majors online, and forced him to study every day like a senior class teacher. This kind of life is simply dark.

He finally survived the hellish three years, and Pingyangzi finally sent him down the mountain and gave him a thousand yuan red envelopes as living expenses. This made Wang Quan's heart feel better, and he felt the preciousness of family affection a little.

With the strength he trained from Pingyangzi, he also found a job to deliver couriers, and under his diligence, he also lived a very nourishing life.

But the good times didn't last long, and on a certain night of salary, he suddenly had a cheap mouth and inexplicably began to recite "Pingyang Avenue Song". This time he chanted, and he actually entered a certain wonderful state. However, before he became obsessed, he forgot to unplug the charging head of the Three Gorilles' mobile phone.

Boom! The king lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he appeared in such a cave.

"That's a bit of a joke!"

Wang Quan took a deep breath, and the surrounding environment, his own changes, all showed that something strange had happened.

He didn't think anyone would move him to a cave to tease him. Moreover, the tiger skin on the body can also say a lot.

He can't even afford to eat tiger skin and green peppers, so who would make a tiger skin for him to wear.

Most importantly, this body is not his. Although he can't be considered pampered, he will never have so many scars on his body. It occurred to him at once that he had crossed over!

Reborn chasing beauty?

Back to the primordial when the savages?

My husband is a chief?

Just as he was thinking, an ethereal, distant voice came in from outside the cave.

"The Tao is very good, the name is very good, the name is famous, the name is not very famous. ”

"Nameless, the beginning of all things, named, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is often no desire, to see its wonder, and there is often desire, to observe its subtlety. ”

......

"What is this for? There are still people in primitive society who recite the scriptures?" He really couldn't understand what the people outside were trying to say. The chanting speed is surprisingly fast, and the voice is extremely gloomy, making people drowsy.

At this time, a teenager in a leopard skin coat rushed in. He was overjoyed to see the figure of Wang Quan, and jumped like an antelope and appeared in front of Wang Quan.

"Brother Huzi, you've finally woken up!" The young man's bull's eyes looked at Wang Quan deadly, for fear that he had seen it wrong.

Things have come to this point, and the royal power has to admit that he has crossed over.

"Are you a leopard?" said Wang Quan gently.

Wang Quan saw that he was wearing a tiger skin, and he was called a tiger, and this young man was wearing a leopard skin, so he should be a leopard.

However, the moment he spoke, he was surprised to find that the language he spat out was not Chinese but a language with a strong local accent. At this time, he realized that the words spoken by the leopard were not in Chinese.

"Strange, how can I understand him?" thought to himself.

Fortunately, Wang Quan is an open-minded person, and no matter how much he thinks about this extraordinary thing, he can't think of an answer, so he let go of the matter in an instant.

The young man in the leopard skin coat listened to Wang Quan's words, and could no longer hide his excitement, and pounced on him to hold Wang Quan, but Wang Quan avoided him.

"Brother Huzi, you finally recognize me! At the coming-of-age ceremony, if it wasn't for Brother Huzi saving me, I would have been bitten to death by a leopard!"

The boy named Leopard was so excited that he almost rolled on the ground.

"Wait, you're a leopard, I'm a tiger, and I saved you?"

The leopard's words revealed extremely important information, if the original tiger had already lost his memory, then he didn't have to pretend, because he didn't know anything in the first place.

The leopard was stunned when he heard this, the smile on his face also retracted, stretched out his hand and touched Wang Quan's forehead, and then touched his own forehead, and said suspiciously: "Brother Huzi, your fever has subsided, why haven't you recovered your memory yet?" The eldest brother in Houshan said that as long as you have a fever, your memory will naturally recover!"

When Wang Quan heard this, his heart began to gallop, and he panicked, and changed the topic, "Who is the eldest brother in Houshan?"

The leopard looked directly at Wang Quan, and after finding that he was not lying, he explained: "The eldest brother of Houshan is the eldest brother of Houshan! Houshan and his eldest brother are both witches of the Wu clan, and the witch is similar to our human race, and he takes good care of our human race!"

"What!Wu Clan? Have you ever heard of the Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

As soon as the leopard's words fell, Wang Quan jumped up at once. If the Wu Clan is really the Wu Clan he imagined, then the fun will be great.

"What are the Twelve Ancestral Witches? But I've heard Houshan mention that the leader of their tribe is called Houtu Ancestral Witch. "The leopard didn't care about the king's power, the human race and the Wu clan have always been friendly, and it is not surprising that Brother Huzi accidentally heard which witch said two mouths.

Thundered!

The king's heart was surging. It's okay to travel through this kind of thing, but when you travel to the desolate world, things are really big.

Who doesn't know, the desolate world is also known as the VIP world. The saint can play with sentient beings at will to set off a catastrophe, and the existence under the saint may be burned to death by fire, poisoned by the plague, and hacked to death by the sword qi of the immortals when they sleep at home, which is simply without human rights.

Afterwards, the saints would just shake their heads pretending to be, lament that "Providence is like a sword", and then the dead died in vain!

What's more, who doesn't know that in the future, the human race will face a massacre of the two lich races, and the small body of the king is really unbearable.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan's eyes were dark, dizzy, and he almost fainted.

Fortunately, the leopard was ingenious, and pounced on it, grabbed the king's head, and pinched his thumb down towards the middle of the man.

"It hurts, it hurts, you don't know how to lighten it, huh?"

The leopard rescued in time and pulled the royal power back from his coma.

"Brother Huzi, don't get dizzy, listen to the elders say that an old immortal named Taiqing Daoist is sitting in the square and preaching! My grandmother once told me that her childhood playmate, Ayia Navar, had been taken in as a disciple by the Taiqing Taoists, and that he was now an immortal, and looked younger than my father!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" After speaking, Wang Quan ran back to the cave. He was afraid that the matter of his seizure would be seen by the Taiqing Daoists.

The leopard looked at Wang Quan with some helplessness, he had originally planned to take Wang Quan to the immortals to have a look. However, judging from the current situation, Huzi has certainly lost his memory, but his fear of immortals has not disappeared.

The leopard shook his head and ran to the square to listen.

Back in the cave, Wang Quan sat on the straw mat as if he were mourning, and began to think about his future plans.

In such a primitive society, if you want to survive, you can't do it without strength. And limited to his own identity, it is impossible to learn from a teacher, so he can only rely on himself.

If you brazenly come to him, you will definitely be sent to death! On the contrary, if you are far away from the Taiqing Daoist, the safety factor will be higher.

This kind of thing is very common in the desolate world. In normal times, even if the Taiqing Daoist discovers the abnormality of the royal power, there is a high probability that he will not make a move, because he doesn't care!

Yes, what kind of person is the Taiqing Daoist? The most powerful power in the flood wilderness, what does the matter between the two ants have to do with him?

However, the timing of the emergence of kingship was too bad. Now that the Taiqing Daoist was busy establishing a religion and becoming holy, what would he think if he saw an ant that snatched a human body running in front of him?

Okay! Someone hurt the human race just after the establishment of the Poor Dao, is this a deliberate slap in the face of the Poor Dao?

Therefore, the most important thing at present is to get through this difficulty.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan decided to leave the tribe first, and run as far as possible! Although there are many crises outside the tribe, it is nothing compared to the threat of the Taiqing Daoists.

The king leaped to his feet and began to rummage through the cave for weapons.

He also learned some martial arts from Pingyangzi, and in Wang Quan's own words: Give me an axe, and I will be able to split the entire brick.

Jingle, ping-pong bang.

Rummaging through the process, the king actually found a rusty axe in the haystack.

"It's very handy!" Wang Quan took the axe in his hand and checked it, and was surprised to find that this axe was about the same weight as the axe in Pingyangguan, but the axe in Pingyangguan had no rust.

"If only it was really Pingyangguan's axe! Pingyangzi's bull's nose knows that his favorite axe is gone, so he can't die in a hurry?"

Wang Quan muttered twice and walked towards the outside of the cave. He didn't think about how to make a living, and he got through the current crisis before making plans.

Walking out of the cave, a large stone house and stone forest stone cave appeared in the sight of the king. There are some stone houses, which are still double-storey buildings, which makes him cry out for evil.

He walked to a stone house covered in animal skins, and found a lot of people in animal skins banging on something. This aroused his curiosity, and the culture of primitive tribes was still very mysterious.

As a result, as soon as he approached, an old man came up with a spear and shouted, "Why, don't you know that only adults with spouses are qualified to live in stone houses?"

The rolling wild breath came to the surface, and in a trance, the king seemed to see a roaring lion, which frightened him to retreat again and again.

"Haha! The current offspring boy is really ignorant!"

"Who's to say it's not? Just having a rite of passage to have a spouse is really fearless for the ignorant. ”

A group of primitive people in front of the stone house talked about it, and they accused the royal power, the royal power had just arrived, and he didn't dare to make trouble, and he dared to stay here, so he ran away.

He also understood the rules of the primitive tribe, and did not dare to approach any room again, lest he be misunderstood by others.

According to his speculation, the marriage should have been set after Fu Xi was reincarnated. During this period, human beings had to reproduce continuously in order to survive in order to expand the population and prevent extinction.

As he passed a path, a group of young men with large swords and spears and piles of game on their shoulders approached the king. The skins of these people had been hoarsely broken to pieces by the beasts, and their bodies were scarred, but everyone was smiling and happy.

In this era, it was very difficult for the human race to survive, and they had to risk their lives in order to get a bite to eat. With all of us busy working for the next day's livelihood, few have the extra energy to pursue immortality?

Therefore, not everyone ran to listen to the preaching of the Taiqing Taoists.

Only some old and sick, or teenagers like the leopard and tiger would listen to him. But at this time, the human race didn't even have words, and they said a lot of obscure classical Chinese, who could understand it?

As for the true meaning of the Great Dao, how can a person who has not yet entered the Dao hear the true meaning of the Great Dao? The Taiqing Daoist is just here to make an appearance and prove that he has educated the human race, and with his temperament, will he still answer the questions raised by mortals? The Dao taught by Hongjun Ancestor in Zixiao Palace is not understood by everyone.

In fact, those who go to the lecture are just trying to look good. The would-be saint preached that all kinds of visions would fall from the sky, and these visions were quite interesting to boring primitive people.

"Huzi, where are you going?"

Wang Quan looked at his nose and nose, and was about to silently walk over from the side, when a tall and burly figure stood in front of him.

Wang Quan looked up and looked up, obediently, this person was actually two meters tall, a head taller than his one meter seven. Looking at the ravine-like muscle lines on this man's arm, Wang Quan's eyes shrank, swallowed his saliva, and took two steps back. If this person has bad intentions, then he will be miserable.

After he took two steps back, he looked up and saw two black and oily crescents in his eyes, and on the crescent moon, there were some bloodshots, which were the man's teeth.

Wang Quan shook his head violently, forcing himself not to look at the man's teeth, and looked at the man's face. Only then did I find out to my horror that this person actually had four eyes.

"Hell!"

Wang Quan was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and his legs began to tremble in place, unable to move. As a young man in society, he is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid of ghosts. It's not something to be ashamed of, a horror movie called The Country Teacher once scared him into going to bed with the lights off for a week.

"What the hell is it? Grandpa Houshan slapped him to death!"

I didn't see any movement in the back mountain, he grabbed Wang Quan in the air, grabbed Wang Quan in his hand, and a heavy breath poured into Wang Quan's body, and Wang Quan's deranged spirit was suddenly adjusted.

It seems that the reason for that breath is that Wang Quan is no longer afraid when he sees Dahan, but feels that this person is somewhat familiar. This familiarity does not come from the name "Back Mountain", but from a feeling deep in the soul.

"Is this the Wu Clan? Except that the body is taller and has more eyes, there is not much difference between it and the Terran?" Wang Quan cautiously looked at the back mountain, and secretly complained in his heart. However, he was still a little frightened in his heart, although it was said that the Wu clan did not have a primordial god, but no longer there was a primordial god and the like of immortals, and he must have many abilities that mortals did not have.

Houshan did not pay attention to the actions of the king, in his opinion, the kingship was a sign that his memory had not been restored. He couldn't help but say, raised his big hand, grabbed the royal power and walked towards the location of the cave.

"Don't go out if your injuries aren't healed. I heard that there is a monk from your tribe, and this person has some ability, and he is not under my family's ancestral witch. These monks are unprofitable, you have to be careful!"

A majestic idea came into Wang Quan's mind, and Hou Shan didn't know what means he used to pass this information directly to Wang Quan.

Wang Quan didn't open his mouth to respond, but nodded, indicating that he knew. How can there be truly good people in the monastics, and they will not do anything that is not beneficial?

Back in the cave, Wang Quan also wanted to cry without tears, he originally planned to escape, but he didn't expect to meet the kind witch of the back mountain and bring him back.

"Take it off!"

Wang Quan was thinking about whether to find an opportunity to escape again, and the sound of the urn in the back mountain sounded, echoing in bursts, and Wang Quan's ears were stuffy.

"Okay!"

Looking at the solemn back mountain, Wang Quan was a little helpless, and reached out to take off his hat. On the way back, Houshan kept looking at the hat on Wang Quan's head and felt that Wang Quan did not have the spirit of a warrior. When he got back to the cave, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"That's not bad!" Hou Shan smiled and looked at the non-mainstream image of the king's head, feeling very satisfied. Of course, it's better to have no dandruff in your hair.

As he spoke, Hou Shan stretched out his big hand and touched the back of Wang Quan's head.

Wang Quan felt that a very gentle force had penetrated into his brain. This force flowed a few times, and a fluttering feeling rose, which was very comfortable.

"Alright!" After a while, Hou Shan took away his big hand like a bear's paw and nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that the effect of the heart washing grass is quite good, and your head injury is almost healed! ”

"Thank you, Brother Houshan!" Wang Quan thanked sincerely, he vaguely felt that he seemed to be the tiger. And the memory of Pingyang Guan is like a dream.

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies or butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, who can say clearly?

"You're welcome, this is my family's ancestral witch's order. What's more, we're still friends, aren't we?" Hou Shan smiled innocently, just like Xiong Er in the cartoon Bear Infested.

"That's right!" Wang Quan nodded earnestly.