With his eyes wide open, Jiu Yong stared blankly at the thatched roof in a daze, the old quilt covered on his body exuded the smell of sunshine in the thatched hut full of medicinal herbs.

There was an old man next to the bed, with his hands on a pillow, his head seemed to be regular little by little, and he slept very sweetly.

Closing his eyes, which were already a little astringent, Jiu Yong clenched his teeth hard, forcing himself to believe that it was just a dream, but the tears betrayed him uncontrollably, and they flowed uncontrollably.

When he closed his eyes and cried muffled, the old man woke up as if he felt something, opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him, then got up and left the hut silently, and the setting sun shone in through the door, pulling the old man's Xiao Suo figure to the elder.

He has indeed crossed over, he has confirmed this more than once, but he just doesn't want to admit it!

I can't remember when the old man rescued him from the bottom of the cliff, and when it was confirmed that he had crossed, Jiu Yong tried to stop the other party from coming to his rescue, but a heart-rending pain came from his body that betrayed him, forcing him to acquiesce to the other party's rescue.

He's afraid of pain, it really hurts!

He also wanted to end his life with a hunger strike, but just the smell of meat wafting from the door had already made him lick his dry lips subconsciously, and his throat was even more uncontrollable and shouted "Hungry!"

In less than three days of hunger strike, he compromised!

He survived in this strange world.

......

Deep mountains, small lakes, thatched huts, the sun sets. The old and the young stood and sat together, just quietly looking at the small lake in a daze, and no one spoke!

The old man glanced at the young man who was still looking at the lake in a daze, and sighed helplessly. It had been almost three months since he rescued the boy from the bottom of the cliff. During these three months, the young man wanted to end his life more than once. Now he finally accepted the reality and gave up his plan to commit suicide, but like a walking corpse, he would only stare at the lake every day, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

For so long, the young man rarely spoke to him. The old man only knew that the other party's name was Jiuyong, and he didn't know anything else, and whenever he asked where the fairy town was, the young man was stimulated and said to himself in a strange tone:

Don't ask my hometown, if my family is okay, my hometown is far away from me...

These series of abnormal behaviors made the old man feel more and more curious, obviously he knew nothing about this place, but he never showed the slightest curiosity and interest, let alone asked him a word, this patience for curious things, really surprised him.

Jiuyong, who was looking at the lake in a daze, seemed to have guessed what he thought, and smiled strangely at him: "Old man, you are always seventy or eighty, half of your body is in the ground, why are you still as curious as a child? Why do you want to do so much? Don't you know?"

After a pause, Jiu Yong continued: "You know that I don't have the ability to repay you for saving your life, and I don't want to live here for nothing." Seeing that you are alone, why don't we have a discussion? I recognize you as a cheap grandfather, and I will give you a pension and send you to the end!"

When the old man heard this, his eyes that had been squinting finally opened and glared at Jiu Yong fiercely. In this life, he was indeed obsessed with cultivation and had never left a bloodline. And because of some reasons, I can't make any more progress in cultivation, and I won't see through this mortal world because of this, and choose to retire in this deep mountain.

"Although the old man is in poor health, it is still possible to survive for thousands of years, but you, I think you have never practiced, at most you will live for more than 100 years, and you still want to send me to the end? I'm afraid you won't be a fool, right? Or do you want to curse the old man to die early?"

When the old man was once again involved in the so-called cultivation, Jiu Yong suddenly had no desire to talk any more. However, the old man had a life-saving grace for him, and it was not good to save the old man's face, so he hesitated again and again, but still said: "Old man, I don't know where this is, I don't want to know where this is, and I don't want to know why I am here, but I know that my hometown is far away, and it is so far away that I can't go back for the rest of my life." So, do you think that when a person has no hope of returning home, what is there to be nostalgic for in this earthly world? What mood do you have to learn about this strange world? Not to mention any spiritual practice!"

The old man was glared at by Jiu Yong's words, pointed to his nose and scolded: "Superficial! Ignorance! I am an outstanding person from Zhanbu Continent, and I don't know how many people can cultivate to the power of ascension, and it is normal to travel thousands of miles a day, how far can your hometown be?

Jiu Yong raised his eyebrows and didn't refute any further, he had already had a general understanding of the world in the old man's usual words, and gradually drifted into the distance.

He knows his own family affairs, he originally had parents who loved him, and he had a sister who liked to abuse him but loved him when he had nothing to do. There is also a grandfather who spoils him. The relationship between the grandfather and grandson is very good, even if he wanted the stars in the sky when he was a child, his grandfather would wave his hand happily: "Oh, it's all for you, you can take it if you want it, don't be polite .......!"

This made him, who was innocent when he was a child, believe that he really thought that all the stars in the sky belonged to his grandfather! For this reason, he made a lot of jokes and had a lot of fights with his friends in the village.

After growing up and graduating, he found a job, lived a life of three points and one line, earned no more or no less salary, got up early with his mother's porridge, came home from work with his mother's fried vegetables, and his grandfather also brought some home-grown vegetables and fruits from the countryside every once in a while to live for a few days, this kind of life made him very satisfied and happy! And when he confirmed the crossing, he was already disheartened. Because he knew he would never go back......

As for everything here, what does it matter to him? Jiu Yong is really not interested, why he is here, and what kind of secrets he has, he doesn't want to know, and his only wish now is just to go home.

He really wanted to ask God, what did he want to do in this strange world? Tang couldn't memorize 300 poems, he could only do 99 multiplication tables and 99 panqing in arithmetic, and he could only remember 12 characters in the three-character classic! The rest had already been returned to the teacher. Not to mention the meridians in the body, where are the Ren pulses, where are the Du pulses, and I am not a student of a medical university, and I only know a few acupuncture points because I know eye exercises.

I was in that world, and the last picture I remember was that I was hit by a car and flew out, and when I woke up, I went to this strange place, and I don't know if my family is okay or not, and if I will go crazy looking for him everywhere.

Regardless of talent and qualifications for the time being, if you really practice according to what the old man said, and you can really practice, practice here for thousands of years, and be able to step through the emptiness and fly away, it is just a lifetime to find relatives in the three thousand worlds, and a family to bury relatives.

Jiu Yong once again chose to lie to himself, if it weren't for his well-educated parents who understood the body's hair and skin, he would have committed suicide with a swipe on his neck, completely forgetting his original self under pain and hunger.

So when he understood all this, Jiuyong could only cruelly accept this fact: life, not death. I don't want to integrate into this world, I just want to spend the rest of my life quietly here, in this place. Then dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to dust. As the saying goes: I come gently, go gently, and do not take away a cloud.

Even if he accepted the fact of crossing, he couldn't stop Jiu Yong's ideological desertion. In his original world, time-traveling novels have been particularly popular in recent years, and they have swept all over the world, and even many costume historical dramas have also suffered from them, poisoning many minors who still lack historical knowledge, which has caused a lot of impact. Even he himself is a little funny at the moment, wondering if it could be a great god who is writing himself in front of the computer and planning his future.

Therefore, he really wanted to ask the author if the protagonists in those books were the product of their unsatisfactory lives in reality and wanted to escape. In the world that does not exist, it is the same, all kinds of open and hanging pretends, not a combination of heaven and earth, fighting with people and the earth, fighting with the sky, destroying the world, stepping through the void; or all the way to kill monsters, killing people like hemp, killing gods and Buddhas, and being enemies of the world; or the treasures of heaven and earth are all owned by the protagonist, practicing all the way and singing, if there is divine help, and then ascend to the peak of life;

According to the general routine of the novel, there will be a group of accessories around you, who must also be born into a famous family, either the pearl of the famous family, or the daughter of the wealthy family. The hard cultivation in the past, profound knowledge, and broad vision can't resist the charm of the protagonist at this moment, and he has become a slut who is weak and has no brains. Not to mention those old monsters who have practiced for thousands of years and eat more salt than the protagonist eats, after encountering the protagonist, they will lose their ability to judge right and wrong, think calmly, and become irritable and irritable, and have no brains.

Thinking of this, Jiu Yong laughed uncontrollably, on the other side of the earth, is there really such a person who is writing him into a book in front of the computer, and then, like other novels, calmly accept such a fate, and happily start the journey of pretending to be forced. If this is the case, Jiu Yong wants to tell the author to write him in without his consent, which is clearly XX!

Jiu Yong's old mistake is committed, and as a reader who is quite poisoned, he reflexively feels that things are not so simple. When I think that the world I am in now is really the product of the intention of an author on that side of the earth, then it is very likely that this world does not exist at all, including myself, it is nothing.

Or maybe it's just a dream!

At this moment, Jiu Yong really wanted to gamble with his life to confirm his guess. His hands kept clenching into fists, as if he was cheering himself up, and after taking a few deep breaths, Jiu Yong still gave up. Even though he had already died once due to an accident, he came to this world unexpectedly. But let him die again, to confirm the thought in his heart, and now he no longer has the guts.

There is hope for life, and no one wants to die! Let alone he, a man who is afraid of pain!

Of course, if there is really God in this world, and all this is arranged by it, Jiu Yong believes that as long as God dares to appear in front of him, there is a sentence that he must tell the other party no matter what!

The old man looked helplessly at Jiu Yong, who smirked for no reason for a while and then clenched his fists, and finally understood that whether he was himself or not, the young man planned to spend the rest of his life here.

It's just that the old man sighed softly, revealing pity!

A young lad, just so stupid.

In the end, the conversation naturally ended, and as twilight fell, the young man and the old man returned to the hut, one to build a fire and the other to cook, which also gave the hut a hint of home.

The days passed so plainly, day after day, a year passed in the blink of an eye, except for the occasional hunting and getting some rations with the old man, the young man really did not go out of this mountain forest, and even resisted the temptation of the old man, and did not practice until he was killed! The old man had no choice but to give up on him for a while.