Reckless forests, scattered mountain peaks. As night fell, fog shrouded the pine forests outside the village, and a village nestled on a mountainside was still dimly lit.

It was a few households in the village that had not yet turned off the lights to rest, and at this time, the slightly damp mist showed a quiet scene of the mountain village at night.

There are about 100 houses in the village, and the houses are almost the same, almost all of them have a concave room layout with a small courtyard in the middle.

The quaint mud house is covered with thick wool grass, but it is also neatly cleaned. Houses are scattered along the mountainside, and a dirt village road winds its way up the hill and turns through the village until the last house.

At this time, the last house was still lit by oil lamps.

After entering the gate, there is a small courtyard with a length and width of more than 20 steps, a small pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, opposite the hall, the house on the left side has no walls, dozens of tables and chairs are neatly placed, and there is a desk and a wooden board hanging with books and paper on the side, which looks like a school.

The house on the right is closed, and the door of the hall is wide open, and a tablet is placed on the table in the center, and a few incense sticks are inserted in the small incense burner under the tablet, which is a funeral that has just ended.

On the bottom cushion was a young man kneeling, but his upper body was lying crooked on the cushion, as if he had fallen asleep during the mourning.

Suddenly, the boy's eyelashes moved slightly, and then he quickly opened his eyes, showing a trace of doubt in his eyes, but immediately became indifferent and focused as if he had seen through something, as if he was thinking about something.

His name is Wang Gou, a native of the earth, one of the successors of a big country, commonly known as the successor of socialism, but after graduation, he became a socialist overtimeman.

On a thunderous and lightning night, the light rain will not fall, and when I walked to the subway station and passed through a lake area, as a research and development dog, I felt that the pressure had been too much recently, so I stopped and held on to the iron railing by the lake to express my feelings in the face of this big lake.

I don't want a blinding thunder to fall on me, and when I turned my head in front of my eyes, I seemed to see a notice board erected in the corner next to me, which read: The lightning protection facilities of the surrounding buildings are waiting to be repaired, please don't stay here during thunderstorms!

His most recent memory is stuck in the moment before he was struck by lightning, and then the growth process of a 5-year-old child entered his heart, as if it were his own experience, so he knew that he had crossed over!

As for why the crossing occurred, he estimated that phenomena such as lightning strikes happened to meet certain environmental conditions with a small probability, and then led to the occurrence of the crossing.

As for the actual situation, it is limited to the current situation, and we will analyze it when we have the conditions to do so later, and if we can discover the principles and laws in it, it will certainly be an achievement far beyond the Nobel Prize.

In addition, he estimates that this is not like the seizure or fusion in the novel, but like a memory awakening, because his words and deeds in the past 5 years in this world are completely in line with his previous character, and it is estimated that he was more silent or even slow to react because of the restrictions on the brain of a large piece of unsealed memory.

Thinking that his parents over there are still big brothers and sisters to take care of, although the family situation is not rich and expensive, it is not a problem to live a leisurely life, so Wang Gou is also relieved, and his accident will not have a serious impact on the family situation.

Then Wang Gou recalled that in this world, he was picked up by the village teacher by the river.

Mr. Teaching's surname is Pang, he was admitted to Xiucai when he was young, and the people in the village call him Mr. Pang, it is said that he has been alone since he lost his wife due to illness in middle age, and is currently responsible for educating the children in the village.

When he passed by the river in the evening, he saw the young Wang Gou wrapped in swaddling clothes, and the surroundings were quiet, and after a while, Mr. Yang estimated that no one would come to take Wang Gou away, so he carried him home.

Mr. Pang pondered that in the future, when the child's family came to look for someone, they should go to the nearest village to inquire, which is now a small mountain village, and then he would return the child.

Mr. Pang, who teaches, did not expect that in the blink of an eye, four years have passed, and no one has come to look for the child who was abandoned by the river, and the child in the former swaddling clothes has grown into a teenager.

Because only a piece of paper was found in his swaddling clothes, on which the child's birth date and a word of thanks were recorded, so he named the child Pang Xie.

Ponsei is now 5 years old. Speaking of which, since adopting Pang Xie, Mr. Pang Xie's smiling face has also increased, although Pang Xie is a little slow to react daily and not very lively, but he is extremely focused and effective in learning.

At that time, Mr. Pang put Pang Xie on the edge of the board where he taught writing every time he taught, because there was no one else to take care of Pang Xie and let Pang Xie feel the atmosphere of the school in advance.

Unexpectedly, at the age of 4, Pang Xie mastered all the words on the books he taught, which simply made Mr. Pang smile. Three months after Pang Xie officially started his studies when he was 4 years old, he was already familiar with Mr. Pang's collection of books, knowing that even a slightly gifted child is still in the literacy stage at this age.

Therefore, when the villagers mentioned Pang Xie Lai's thumbs up and said that this child will be able to be the top student in high school in the future, Mr. Pang was also very proud when he heard it, and his eyes showed appreciation to the villagers, as if to say: Hehe, you have a good eye, and the study fees of all the children in the school immediately let him drop by half to express the comfort and pride in his heart.

Mr. Pang used to suffer from the same illness with his wife, and he survived, but he also fell ill, which could not be seen in other seasons, and many times he was in good spirits, but he could no longer hide it in winter, and he suddenly relapsed in this winter, but he also walked peacefully.

Presumably relapsed in a deep sleep, and the villagers sighed and said that he had finally gone to reunite with his wife after being alone for so long.

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At this time, Pang Xie had just opened his eyes and woke up, and his upper body was still sleeping crookedly on the cushion.

According to the custom of the village here, the descendants generally mourn the deceased for three days, during which they eat, drink and sleep without leaving the cushion under their feet, and the mourning will end tomorrow morning.

It's just that this custom certainly doesn't affect Pang Xie, who already has a modern memory at this time, and looking at the dark and quiet night outside the house, he still changed his position and lay comfortably on the mat first.

Faced with the current situation, he believes that the next step is to make a plan, and without a plan is like a fly without a head, it is easy to fall into the unknown predicament.

After all, he's not one of those who relies on hard work and some luck... Uh, no... Those protagonists who rely on luck and some hard work to reach the pinnacle of life.

Pang Xie thought that he had to sort out his current situation before the plan was issued. In his previous life, he also learned almost all the information that Mr. Yang had, and Mr. Pang, as a talent, could be regarded as having seen some of the world in county-level Yicheng.

Although as a modern person, he used to spend every day in the world's information harassment and bombardment, and in Pang Xie's eyes, there was only a lot of information about the cities below the county level, but it should still be enough for now.

First of all, geographically, he knew that there were two moons in the sky at night, and the size and barely recognizable terrain were different from the one on the edge of the earth, and there was no constellation in the starry sky that he could recognize.

Therefore, it is 90% certain that this is not the earth, and the remaining 0.10% possibility is to give the unknown existence to move the earth to the starry sky here and change the civilization again.

Hundreds of kilometers of Hengchao Mountains run north-south, and the small mountain village is on the eastern edge of Hengchao Mountains.

According to Mr. Yang, the village is further east-north of Kaiyang Town, and the surrounding hundreds of kilometers are under the jurisdiction of Nanshan County, and there is a state city above the county-level Yi City, and Nanshan County belongs to Nanyang Prefecture of Kaitai Province, all of which belong to the territory of the Principality of Chaoyang.

Because Mr. Pang has never been out of Nanshan County, he doesn't know what other state towns, let alone other countries.

Secondly, regarding his current family situation, there is only one 5-year-old child left in the family, Mr. Yang died suddenly, and he did not make any preparations and arrangements for Pang Xie.

According to Pang Xie's understanding, Mr. Pang should have kept more than 200 taels of silver under the bed in his bedroom, and it is easy to covet these wealth for a single child, Pang Xie knows that there are some unscrupulous people in the village, and they should not retain respect for the school like other villagers.

Then, what shocked and excited Pang Xie was that there may be martial arts in this world that surpass the limits of ordinary people.

Mr. Pang once said that when he was rushing for the exam in Nanshan County, he saw with his own eyes that the captain of the county government caught the fast and kicked a strong man more than ten meters away.

According to Pang Xie's estimate, in this case, even if the capture takes advantage of the inertia of the strong man's retreat, it must at least kick out for more than half a second with a force of nearly 1,000 kilograms.

Although the limit of the human body on the earth has recorded the kicking force of about 800 kilograms, it is only a duration of more than ten or tens of milliseconds in an instant, a difference of 10 times the duration of work, which is not something that can be done by simple exercise.

As for why it is not estimated that it is an instant blow with a greater force, because this more power will be more inhuman, and Ponsie thinks that in that case it will probably kick the person in half, and it is said that the strong man did not become so miserable as half as a half.

In the end, once the elders of the normal child's family die unexpectedly, they will be adopted by their closest relatives or friends, but he rarely takes the initiative to speak and is not a child born in the village, so he has no special connections.

Judging from the villagers' ability to see Pang Xie in the past, it is estimated that he will still be able to live independently after having Mr. Pang's legacy, and the villagers will communicate at the end of the funeral about what choice he will make, which ultimately depends on his own decision.

With this key information in his mind, Ponsie stood up and slowly paced down the hall, starting to think about his future plans......

At this time, there was only one teenager in the hall walking around slowly and aimlessly, dressed in black as the main color of a schoolchild with some white stripes, and his slightly yellow skin was estimated to be only slightly whiter than that of the village farmers, and the children in the village were generally like this.

When Pang Xie walked past the pillar on the side, he saw the bronze mirror hanging in the room, which showed the young man's face with upright features, and his hair tied into a very short cylindrical bun on the top of his head.

Pang Xie glanced at himself in the bronze mirror a few more times, even if he was not obviously handsome, but Pang Xie still said narcissistically: It seems that I am still a little low-key handsome.

Then his face seemed to be a little more proud, as if he was appreciating a kind of understated luxury, and his eyes seemed to change from deep to flexible......