My uncle's name was Huang Bingwen, and he was originally an honest farmer.

Literati like poetry and songs, and have elegant tastes, but my uncle is not, because he is a peasant, and he is just trying to make his family happy, and he likes his children to go home happily and call themselves daddy, and he also likes the child's expression of joy when he takes out a toy or something delicious from behind him like a trick; at this time, my uncle will definitely smile proudly, and look at my aunt, as if it is a kind of show-off, and there should be some pride, in short, the smug expression cannot be concealed from this proud expression every time。

In this way, winter goes to spring, year after year, day after day, maybe the days are not rich, but there is always happiness, there is always pride, there is always the sentence "Daddy, where is my mother?" when the children come home, and of course, there is also my uncle's jealous expression, and the thunder does not move, from a father carefully prepared a surprise for his children.

If life goes on like this, it's actually good, there is no great wealth and wealth, but fortunately, there is happiness and joy.

If there was no trip, if there was no accident.....

...

I don't know how many times Yan Hui woke up in his sleep, the dream was his previous life, that is, the moment when Huang Bingwen had an accident, since that accident, Huang Bingwen appeared in this high-rise building in a soulful way, what caught his eye was not the scene of the accident, nor the white walls of the hospital, but a simple room, and full of runes that he couldn't understand, as well as the old man in front of him, an old man with white hair.

The old man said that his surname was Zhou, "You can call me Mr. Zhou, of course, if you like to call me Lao Zhou by your name, but don't call me Mr. Zhou, hahahaha."

After the old man introduced himself, he just looked at Huang Bingwen with interest, ignoring his doubts at all.

"Mr. Zhou, where am I, who are you, didn't I have a car accident? This is the hospital?" asked Huang Bingwen suspiciously, and then looked at himself, as if to see how he was injured.

The old man raised his hand, and Huang Bingwen suddenly felt a wave of warmth pass through his body and reach his mind, and his previous movements suddenly stopped, as if he had forgotten, but he looked at the old man with the same gaze.

"This place is called the Sky City, but I prefer to call this place the Outside of the Boundary, the Outer Realm of your world" The old man didn't pay attention to the action he had just been in, he just said to himself: "There are many outside the realm like this, this is just one of them, this place is good, there are also residents, self-sufficient, have their own order, maintain stability, and also have the City Lord's Mansion to resist the invasion of foreign races, this large and small sky city will eventually form a barrier, and the center of the barrier is your world"

"Of course, we outside the realm, as well as other people from Sky City, are actually from your world, just some ancient people, and your manager's accident killed you, so, welcome to join us and join this chaotic world"

"Isn't it peaceful in a chaotic world?" Huang Bingwen's doubts increased a little more.

"It's never been peaceful here, never for 10,000 years. The old man's expression was a little embarrassed

"Why can I come here? Will all the dead come?" asked Wong

"I don't know about this, maybe it will come, maybe it won't, after all, there are too many cities in the sky, and I don't know all of them"

"But I know why you're here," the old man continued.

"Because you are the person I chose hundreds of years ago, you don't want to look at me with that kind of doubt, I know you won't live for hundreds of years"

"It's just that for hundreds of years there is a period of spiritual consciousness that has been inherited among you in some way, but it does not affect your life, it does not interfere with your decisions, but it will accumulate energy and knowledge in another form, after all, that world has certain advantages that are not available here," the old man explained.

"Are you saying that I am the carrier of that spiritual consciousness?" Obviously, the old man's explanation made Huang Bingwen's doubts not less, but more.

"Of course," replied the old man.

"It's normal for you not to feel it now, because when I asked when we implanted that spiritual consciousness, we buried it very deep so that it would not affect your life, and now you only need to live in this room for a while, and you will remember it, because it is engraved in the deepest part of the soul, and it is also the most solid. The old man continued.

"Of course, I hope you still have this time," the old man's expression was a little worried.

"What do you mean by wishing I still had this time?" Obviously, Huang Bingwen heard the different meaning of this sentence.

"I mean your time is running out, for 10,000 years, there has never been peace outside the realm, and now is the most unquiet period"

A thousand years ago, although there were occasional disputes here, but it was a matter between the various city lords' mansions, although the city lords' mansions had some differences of opinion, they all had their own bottom line, that is, everything was for the realm, so nothing too out of the ordinary happened, until a thousand years ago, the other world began to appear. ”

"There is relatively no combat power in the realm, but the realm has its own advantages, that is, reproduction and creation, which the other realm does not have, at least they do not have now, so when they found out that there is an existence in the realm, they began a crazy attack on us, what they have to do is to cut out our sky cities outside the realm, and then plunder the realm, and what we have to do is to stop it. ”

"So began an unusually protracted campaign, during which there were too many great sages and powerful people, of course, there were too many sacrifices, and finally the outside world and the other world slowly formed a balance, although there was occasional friction, but it was also quite stable, until the incident four hundred years ago made the balance of hundreds of years tilt again, tilted to the other world, that is, at that time, all the cities in the sky made a decision, or began to implement a plan, and the spiritual consciousness in your body is part of the plan"

"However, a plan is a plan after all, and we didn't expect the balance to tilt so quickly, and the spiritual consciousness that was spread back then only came back one hundred and two, and this city in the sky, only the two of you have woken up until now" The old man was worried and helpless.

"Can't other spiritual senses be forcibly awakened?" asked Huang Bingwen

"To forcibly awaken is to kill the carrier of that spiritual consciousness, and if the spiritual consciousness is forcibly awakened, the risk is too great, and if we don't do it before, the efforts of the previous hundreds of years will be in vain, and we can't afford to take this risk now" The old man shook his head with a wry smile.

"What's more, the current hundred-and-two-hundred-two, for us, may not be enough to delay this tilt of balance, all that remains is to wait, wait for the other spiritual visions to slowly awaken, the balance will gradually be restored, and even expel the other world. There was a faint look of killing in the old man's eyes.

"It seems that you don't have time, it's not that I don't have time," Huang Bingwen asked, reflecting on what the old man said

"The next thing I'm going to say is about you"

"This Sky City has fallen, and now only this City Lord's Mansion has not fallen, and the only people in the City Lord's Mansion are the two of you newcomers and me, an old man, and the enchantment of the City Lord's Mansion can last for a month, and the most suitable time for your spiritual awakening is half a year to a year, this is the time I am talking about?" the old man said the biggest problem they were facing now.

“。。。。 Huang Bingwen was a little speechless.

"Why me? Isn't there another one?"

"He came three years ago...."

"......." Huang Bingwen was speechless for a while

"Originally, this city was given to them, but in the past month, your spiritual position has begun to react, and if the spiritual position moves, you can't move a single inch, if you leave yourself here, it will definitely be called otherworldly food, so we can only wait for you" The old man said at this time, obviously a little helpless.

"......" "Then it's really not the right time for me to die," Huang Bingwen sighed.

"Then can we leave now?" Huang Bingwen then asked

"Your spiritual sense hasn't awakened, so you can't use the teleportation array" The old man's helplessness seemed to increase a little more

"...."Wong Bingwen

"That's no fun, do you wait for me to wake up now out of your humanitarian feelings?" asked Huang Bingwen after a short silence.

"Not exactly," the old man waved his hand at this time, and then said, "You can move now, and see how the gift I have prepared for you is also a kind of preparation."

"Gift?" Huang Bingwen was finally able to sit up and began to look at himself, and then there was a burst of surprise, this is obviously not his own body, first of all, his fingers are not so long, although he is still a pair of human hands, but his own hands are clear, he will not be wrong after looking at it for decades, this body is a little thin, but it is a little taller than his previous self, although after listening to those words just now, Huang Bingwen thought that he was not very surprised that anything happened again, but this still brought a lot of surprise to himself.

"Originally, when your spiritual consciousness slowly awakens, your body will slowly transform itself, but because you don't have time, we have made some preparations for you in advance for the transformation of your body, and the rest is spiritual awakening, and we will also give you more strength, but it will be a little radical, I hope you can hold on"

"Do I have a choice?" asked Huang Bingwen helplessly

"I don't have a choice, but what happens next may be more than you expected, I hope you can be prepared"

"When will it start?" Huang Bingwen has now come to a slight realization

"Later, that new partner of yours will come back, he can help a little" The old man said, "By the way, his name is Mo Nan, and they all like to call him Little Hou Ye"

"Mo Nan, little marquis, later..."Huang Bingwen looked at his unfamiliar hands and fell into deep thought.