"Weng ~ Weng ~ Weng..." Jiu Ge, who was still anxiously unable to sleep for the dissertation defense half an hour ago, rubbed his sleepy eyes and moved to the bathroom with his eyes half-closed.

Today's thesis defense, for this defense, in the past three months, Jiu Ge's spirit has been in a state of high tension, which has seriously affected his sleep, and his originally white face has become even paler, making the heavy dark circles under his eye sockets more obvious.

The ancients had been cold for ten years, not ten years, but twenty years for Jiuge, from kindergarten to doctorate, and now he is twenty-eight years old. In the past 20 years, relatives have left one by one, leaving Jiuge alone to face the ups and downs of life. Now there is only one doctoral dissertation defense left, and in this way, it will not live up to the expectations of the deceased relatives.

"Fortunately, after today, everything will be easy. Thinking like this, Jiu Ge's heart suddenly relaxed.

I quickly washed my face and put on makeup, and rode the little electric donkey to school. The breeze blows all the way.

"Steamed buns... Grilled sausage... Rice noodle... Mutton soup..."Jiu Ge salivated as he smelled the various fragrances coming from the wind, and decided to go to school to eat it again because he needed to ride a bicycle.

"Huh... This smell..."Jiu Ge frowned slightly at a disgusting smell.

"Is the exhaust already so overflowing?" "As we move on, the smell gets stronger and stronger, not like car exhaust or the sour smell of a garbage bin, but like the rancid smell of a dead mouse.

Jiu Ge almost wanted to gag and pulled over, but saw that the pedestrians were walking as usual, not like they smelled something unbearable.

"Is it only me who smells it?" Seeing that there was not much time left, Jiu Ge could only endure the smell and continue to move forward. Maybe it was because she stayed up too late and was delirious, thinking so in her heart, the strong smell of rot was even stronger, and she was about to suffocate. The headache was splitting, and the nasal rush of the disgusting taste churned every nerve, and the stomach churned. At the same time, there was an inexplicable pain on his body, like a wound sinking into the sea, his whole body burned, and his eyelids began to sink uncontrollably.

"I can't drive tiredly. Jiu Ge muttered, trying to raise his eyelids, and suddenly he woke up, and his eyes were pitch black.

Am I blind? Where's my car? Where is this? A series of questions accompanied by the rancid smell urged Jiu Ge to wake up, his eyes open and trying to adjust his pupils to the dimness around him.

The pain in his whole body made Jiu Ge sure that he was still alive, and slowly moved his body to grope, and suddenly touched a sticky and wet oil on his hand, and at the same time, the stench doubled and rushed to his nasal cavity, and Jiu Ge retched half loudly before he suppressed the nausea. At this moment, Jiu Ge is almost confused, but more than 20 years of large and small exams have taught Jiu Ge not to panic. After trying to calm down, he sat down against the wall and began to observe his surroundings.

The eyes slowly adapted to the dimness, and the surroundings seemed to be a small cave, Jiu Ge was in a narrow tunnel at the edge of the cave, next to the stone wall, there were two lights, one in front of the left of Jiu Ge, and the other light was in the back of the left, the distance between the two places and Jiu Ge was about the same, the difference was that between the light in the left rear and Jiu Ge, there was a bunch of unknown objects, it was certain that this pile of objects was the source of the stench. Jiu Ge already had a conjecture in his heart, and he couldn't help but shudder, and his stomach began to roll again.

Jiu Ge looked confused again, a good person who was still riding an electric donkey on the road one minute, and the next minute he appeared in a cave inexplicably, not to mention many wounds on his body, and there was an unknown object that emitted a foul smell next to him, what kind of unfortunate supernatural event is this?

It's better to get out of here first. Jiu Ge thought to himself and crawled towards the light in front of him. The wounds all over her body were torn again under the friction of the stone wall, and the stinging sensation from the new and old injuries forced her to wake up, and the light in front of her was getting closer and closer, and finally, with all her strength, she turned out of the hole, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly, no, there was a slope below the hole, and when Jiu Ge reacted, the whole person had already rolled straight down.

After a whirlwind, Jiu Ge lay on his back in the half-human-high grass, dizziness and pain all over his body hit with a strong sense of sleepiness, and his eyelids sank uncontrollably again. Half of the sky is red as the setting sun, like a dream.

Jiu Ge woke up at dawn, to be exact, he was woken up by a seven or eight-year-old boy, it seems that he also crawled out of that cave, and rolled down to the entrance of the cave like her, maybe his posture was not very elegant, and he happened to fall on Jiu Ge, who was lying in the grass.

Both of them were startled by each other, and when Jiu Ge was terrified, the little boy calmed down first, a hint of peace flashed in his eyes, and his originally tense nerves relaxed, and then moved to the side and sat down, his eyes on the eastern horizon. The little boy smelled like his own, and the wound on his arm was the same as his own, and he should know what was going on. After deciding that the other party would not be unfavorable to him, Jiu Ge asked, "Why are the children here?"

The little boy turned his head, looked at her fixedly, and whispered, "I've seen you in the practice ground." ”

"What practice ground?"

"Penglai Prefecture, mirage, the training ground of the thousand-step platform. ”

Penglai Prefecture, Mirage... These words are like keys, opening the box of memory, and the head tingles, and a strange and real memory is like waking up from sleep.

Jiu Ge in this memory, only sixteen years old, has lived in the mirage since he was a child, and is one of the thousands of killers he has cultivated. It is said that it is a killer, but in fact, it is not even a hit, because the killer of the Seven Star Sect can only go out of the mountain to take on tasks at level twelve, and before the ability reaches level twelve, the training ground is the only chance to advance. The rules are also very simple, find someone who is one rank older than you to fight against him, kill him, and you can replace him. In the same way, people who are one level younger than themselves can challenge themselves.

Under the pressure of killing and being killed, the feeling of this place, in addition to fear, is the desire to survive, the cruel training and the inhumane way of advancement, if you survive it, you will become a man, and if you can't survive, you will only be thrown into a mass grave. The reason why Jiu Ge crawled out of that rancid place was because he lost in the last game and was eliminated by his opponent. Fortunately, the opponent did not kill him, did not break the internal organs or cut off his hands and feet, otherwise, even if he was reborn, he would be a waste.

The intermittent memories collided with Jiu Ge's original memories. One is the nine songs that are exhausted between various scientific research projects and papers, and the other is the nine songs who are desperately trying to survive on the mirage heavenly steps.

"So, who the hell am I?" Jiu Ge couldn't help muttering. Jiu Ge, who originally defended her doctoral dissertation and could find a job to settle down for a lifetime, occupied this body at the moment, and even inherited this memory, as well as everything she learned in the Seven Star Sect. In this strange world, the next road is only afraid of bumpy. But Jiu Ge knew that he had no choice, only by accepting two memories and living could he find stability and hope.

"What's the child's name?" Jiu Ge woke up from his memory and turned his head to ask the silent little boy on the side.

"You forget, there are no names until our abilities reach the twelfth level. ”

"Oh!" Jiu Ge couldn't help but wonder, it turned out that he had accepted this identity, and he had unconsciously used his name to move together.

"Since that's the case, then I'll call it nine songs, the number nine, the singing songs. Huh, huh?"

"That's... I—" The boy looked at Jiu Ge, and then lowered his head again, a little at a loss.

"Uh... Why don't you call your little friend first, and then tell me when you think of the name?" Jiu Ge saw his embarrassment and asked tentatively.

"Hmm. The boy nodded, and the first rays of the morning sun shone on his cheeks, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, shining like a morning glow.

"Then let's go find food and water to drink. Jiu Ge stood up, took the child's calloused hands, and walked in the direction of the sun.