Chapter 1: When I Wake Up

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Qin Weiguo, a poor boy in the seventies, carried 80 yuan, said goodbye to the small mountain village where he had lived for 20 years, and his parents who gradually dyed crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and went to Nanyang alone. At that time, the village where he lived was inaccessible, and the wires had just been pulled up. Eighty percent of the houses are still compacted with loess, and eighty yuan is almost the life savings of his parents, and he is also the first child to go out of the mountains.

Just because of the more than 300 people in Zhuangzi, only he completed junior high school. Everything is like arranged, people in that era are still very simple, you work steadily, you will always give you a bite to eat, just like that, by mistake, he entered a small workshop to produce shoes.

Twenty years have passed, and the poor children who were once honest and responsible have married and had children, sitting on tens of millions of family properties, and have worked hard for 20 years, and dare not slack off. From a primary school apprentice to a big boss with three factories, from a poor boy who has never seen the world in a mountain village, to a rich businessman now.

I've cried, I've been tired, I've been lied, but I've never wanted to look back.

At the age of forty, in the prime of life, he was suddenly diagnosed with a terminal illness, and when he first got the news, Qin Weiguo's heart was like a five-flavor bottle overturned, fear, madness, disbelief, decadence, and finally returned to calm.

Money can be a ghost, and the condition has been treated to a certain extent, delayed for three years, but money can't buy time, Hades let you die in the third watch, and will not keep you until the fifth watch.

When dying, memories are like marquees.

When I was a child, I played carefree in a small mountain village, my family was poor, but I was harmonious and happy, I was a young man, I was rebellious and filial piety in my heart, I fought left and right, and finally mustered up the courage to go out, the young man sweated like rain, and a person died to the death, and the career eventually improved, and people reached middle age, became famous, returned to their hometowns, their parents were healthy, and their wives and children were filial, which was the greatest comfort.

Five years have passed, and we have come to the end of our lives.

So far, to the end of the indifference, Qin Weiguo is not very afraid of death, but when he really reached the last step, he found that it was still difficult to detach, and there were many things to worry about, his parents were alive, but he was old, his wife was in love with each other, but he had to be separated by yin and yang, and it may be difficult for my young son to remember my face clearly when he grows up, and he can only feel the image of his father from photos and videos, how cruel it is.

Fortunately, there are thousands of family wealth, so that they will not be worried about life, the children of the poor are in charge early, Qin Weiguo has known firewood, rice, oil and salt since he was a child, after all, it is a lot more convenient to have money, his wife is not good at management, arrange the future, sell the property, make a good will, and cherish the blessing in front of him.

Tomorrow's sun will rise as usual, a lifetime of self-questioning is worthy of the heart, earning clean money, abiding by the law, people come and go, the mind is unprecedented sober, life is like a black and white movie, played in a world without color.

The faster a person's mind goes, the more time seems to slow down, and there is a second that is a year, and it will eventually be nothing.

When I woke up again, I felt a soul-rending pain all over my body.

"Huh?"

In the last moment, Qin Weiguo knew very well that in addition to his thinking, the rest of his body had already failed, almost no touch, and he relied on fluid food to sustain his life.

How long has it been since you felt a sore spot?

It's at least three months, am I alive again? It's better to die than to live, and to live is to do something meaningful.

Enduring the severe pain, he barely opened his eyes, the sky was gloomy, a large cloud of dark clouds hovered in the top and did not leave, the air was filled with a pungent smell of carbon monoxide and sulfur combustion, the two were mixed together, it was extremely uncomfortable, Qin Weiguo lay motionless on the ground, and a trace of tears slipped from the corner of his eye.

"It's good to be alive. ”

Even the pungent smell in the air is so charming, the dark clouds in the sky that have not followed away have not fallen raindrops after all, they have been replaced and dispersed, disappeared or drifted away in the distance, and a ray of sunlight is scattered on the face, which is the fragrance of light.

Qin Weiguo had never felt that being alive was so beautiful.

There was no movement for a long time, for fear that this was a dream, and waking up from the dream would disappear.

Watching the sun set little by little, accompanied by bursts of pain on the body, it seemed that time passed exceptionally fast, and the whole body was also extremely sore.

The breeze blew, and the air became fresher, Qin Weiguo slowly sat up, and before he had time to appreciate the surrounding environment, there was a sudden pain ten times that of the previous one in his brain, which made him convulse all of a sudden, and a large number of plausible memories emerged from the depths of his mind.

But Qin Weiguo is different, he has been in the modern society for forty years, the ups and downs of the business sea, and in the end it can be regarded as a small achievement, especially cunning and cunning, and it is also a huge soul, and he can withstand a burst of impact for the time being, but the taste is definitely not comfortable, just like a snake, it may really be able to swallow a little lamb, but now this memory is definitely not a lamb, but an adult elephant, or even bigger, or you may swallow it only to find that it is a whale, at this time, you have already disemboweled, and you have been stripped to death.

Qin Weiguo's soul is like a small boat in the sea, even more pitiful, it is simply a canoe, which may be destroyed at any time. Just when Qin Weiguo couldn't hold on, a faint light emanated from the depths of his soul, and a pitch-black ring appeared around his soul, like a broken star ring around Saturn, a bit like a mini version of a hula hoop, put on Qin Weiguo's body.

The memories accumulated outside did not pause at all, and they still did not come to an end, and there was always a gap in the middle of the ring, protecting Qin Weiguo and giving him a trace of respite. I don't know how long it took, Qin Weiguo's soul was like a mosquito in amber, the mosquito had a pitch-black ring on its body, holding up a little space in the center to ensure that the mosquito did not come into contact with the amber, and the amber outside rotated around to form a square, rotating alternately, but no matter how it rotated, the central ring was always fixed in the center of Qin Weiguo without the slightest movement.

Qin Weiguo has been enduring severe pain, his body has a feeling of eating, like a bystander, at the moment when the ring appeared, he had lost the control of his body or soul, watching all this happen, knowing that there was nothing to add to the square.

The spirit has long been numb, but the harvest is indeed huge, at least I know how to survive, what kind of world this is.

The pitch-black ring has actually been hanging around his neck all the time, when he just made a fortune, he went to the antique alley for the first time, and when he saw this ring for the first time, he thought it was a ring, but at that time, he was a fledgling, not to mention married, even if he didn't have a girlfriend, he hung it around his neck by mistake.

I like the pure feeling of black, without the slightest variegation, along the way, I have gradually become accustomed to a small ornament hanging around my neck, and my wife once joked that she was old-fashioned, so rich and brought a stone, it is better to bring a piece of jade.

But I was reluctant in my heart, and I didn't think that I could survive in the end because of this little thing.

And this unlucky guy who occupied his body, his name is Chongjiu, but he is a monster, yes, you read that right, this "person" lying naked on a charred black land is actually essentially a monster, and the top ten monsters have a great background.

His real body is Jiufeng, which was first recorded in:

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Great Wilderness North Classic": "In the great wilderness, there is a mountain called the Arctic Cabinet. The sea water is injected into the north. There are nine gods, with a human face and a bird body, and the sentence is called nine phoenixes. ”

In ancient times, it was a totem worshipped by the Chu State, also known as the nine-headed divine bird.

For the relics of the desolation, this kind of strange beast, because it is too powerful, it is very difficult to give birth to offspring, just like a phoenix, in the yin and yang two qi, only to leave offspring, a peacock, the controller of the five-color divine light, Kong Xuan, the other is the famous golden-winged Dapeng bird in Journey to the West, also known as the winged fairy.

On this day, there is only one Kunpeng, so this Jiufeng Niangniang also gave birth to a son by chance, because she had other important things, so she was sealed in the mountains, and there was a water and fire array to protect the body.

However, people are not as good as heaven, there is a mistake in cultivation, and there is no one to guide them, it is very difficult for this kind of relics to turn into human shapes, which are originally other beasts, scales, fish and insects, not to mention that there is a problem in cultivation, when crossing the thunder tribulation, barely hold on to the end, who knows that the last blow will come one by one, and suddenly the soul will be scattered, just when the soul floats out of the body and dissipates between heaven and earth, it is taken by Qin Weiguo to take advantage of the void, and the soul is glued again, attached to Qin Weiguo's surroundings.

The Great Dao is ruthless, but there is always a place of vitality, if Qin Weiguo can attain the Great Dao in the future, Chongjiu will not have the possibility of resurrection.

Because the inside and outside of the body are two worlds, the rules of the outside world may not be suitable for the inside. This scene of the tanuki changing the prince was completed without the slightest wave. Of course, the reason why he compares himself to a tanuki is because Qin Weiguo knows that this time he is lucky and borrows the corpse to return his soul.

The most important thing is that there is immortality and great avenues in this world, and even the avenues in memory are not out of reach for this original body.

I haven't died, I don't know how good it is to be alive, Qin Weiguo cherishes his second life even more, only when he lives well can he be meaningful, and he can do meaningful things, and the home he misses in his heart seems to have little chance of being reunited, judging from his memory.

"In this world, there is no one named Qin Weiguo, from now on my name is Chongjiu, and everything about him is my past and future."

After silently reciting this sentence, Chongjiu suddenly felt relieved, and the feeling that he was out of place with this world completely disappeared. Really integrated into it, just like a leaf falling from the calm sea, the ripples have already completely disappeared in other winds and waves, and turned into invisible, perhaps at the beginning, there were still a few people who seemed to be looking for nothing, but at this moment all the tails and traces have long been invisible, not to mention the water and fire yin and yang arrays outside, which have the effect of covering up the heavens.

Slowly opened his eyes, I don't know how many sunsets have passed, it is now early morning, a piece of dew dripped down and fell to his mouth, Chongjiu licked it into his mouth, it was so sweet.

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