Chapter 1: From Where It Came From
Pain!
The first feeling Chen Hao felt when he woke up was a hot pain in the left half of his body.
What's wrong with me? Chen Hao's mind was still a little fuzzy.
He vaguely remembered that he was flooding the forum, and there was a thunderstorm outside, and suddenly a lightning bolt followed by a computer that exploded, and a large cloud of sparks appeared, and then he lost consciousness.
Chen Hao opened his eyes, and there was still some flowers in front of him. Was this in the hospital? I was burned by a fire caused by lightning, right?
As soon as his body moved, the hot pain made Chen Hao couldn't help but gasp for a "hiss".
"Wake up, life is really hard!" A young voice, with a cold and impatient tone, reached Chen Hao's ears.
Chen Hao laboriously turned his head sideways to follow the prestige, and couldn't help but be surprised. The young man who spoke, with an unfortunate expression, was standing beside the bed and looked down at Chen Hao coldly. However, Chen Hao was not surprised by his attitude, but the young man's dress was really a bit weird.
The young man was wearing a green robe and holding his hair in a bun, and the overall feeling was like an ancient Taoist child, but the details were completely different.
Dao Tong saw Chen Hao looking at him, and his tone was still extremely impatient: "It's really annoying to death, in order to see if you are dead or not, I have run five times." Today I have a monthly leave of one day a month, and I have been delayed by you. ”
Chen Hao had all kinds of doubts in his heart, but the strange scene in front of him made him vigilant about *a* reading* novel xstxt. He resisted his various questions and nodded at the Dao Tong, who turned around and left. Hearing the sound of the door shaft turning with a "squeak" and the sound of a "bang" closing the door, this very irritable Taoist boy left.
This is definitely not a hospital.
Chen Hao observed and experienced the situation around him: he was covered with a tattered coarse cloth blanket, and under his body was a straw mat. The straw mat was very close to the ground, and some messy straw peeked out from the edge of the mat. The mat was not spread on the bed, but on the ground, with a pile of straw underneath.
The room had no windows, only dappled light from the cracks in the tiles overhead.
It seemed that it was daytime, so the light was enough for Chen Hao to see the environment clearly.
Chen Hao endured the pain, turned his body as much as he could, and saw clearly that there were some wood straws piled up in the house, surrounded by black mud walls. The door that Dao Tong slammed hard just now was crudely nailed together with miscellaneous wooden boards, which was ventilated and breathable.
It's like a firewood house.
The pain came from the left side of his body again. Chen Hao gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and gently lifted the coarse cloth and tattered blanket on his body with his right hand, and couldn't help but gasp.
On his body, he was also wearing that kind of green cloth robe. But now the left half of the robe has been torn off.
On his naked body, he was coated with a layer of paste like chewing grass, which seemed to be a medicine for his burns.
As his brain cleared up, Chen Hao's burning pain became more and more severe.
What the hell is going on?
As Chen Hao thought hard, he "buzzed", and a faucet seemed to be turned on in his head, and a large number of messy and broken memories and feelings suddenly poured out.
Under the impact of this information turbulence, Chen Hao simply fainted again.
When I woke up again, it was night.
Through the cold moonlight that came through the cracks in the tiles, Chen Hao saw a large stoneware bowl next to his straw mat, which contained some rough rice and a pair of chopsticks on it.
Chen Hao has already understood.
Before he fell unconscious again, the rush of information into his mind made him know that he had crossed over.
This is a world called "Taihaotian". And his identity in this world, or the body he occupies now, and his identity in this world, is a poor child named "Chen Ergou".
In that period of Chen Ergou's memory, Chen Ergou can't remember where he is from, and he doesn't know who his parents are. He only remembered that ten years ago, he seemed to have had a short happy childhood, and then the great famine came, and the clearer memory began at this time.
The memory of the Great Famine is hunger.
The unforgettable hunger occupied almost all of Chen Ergou's initial memory, so much so that he was a little in a trance and had no memory of other things.
One day after that, Chen Ergou was bought.
For Chen Ergou, this is a very lucky thing. He finally stopped starving, at least, he didn't fall into the tragic fate of being eaten by Yi Zi.
Chen Ergou's owner, called the Treasure Pavilion Master, is a cultivator. Cultivators are the most noble kind of people in Taihaotian. Everyone either calls him "master", or calls him "pavilion master", he owns a shop called "Treasure Pavilion", so after Chen Hao's summary, he should be called "Treasure Pavilion Master". As for his name, Chen Ergou never knew it, and he wouldn't have the courage and heart to inquire.
In addition to Chen Hao, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion also bought more than a dozen other children.
He taught these children to practice qi, some children learned well, some children did not learn well, Chen Ergou learned not well. After five years of studying, Chen Ergou was barely able to help the craftsmen of the Treasure Pavilion deal with simple materials. The children who had been unable to help the craftsmen disappeared one after another.
Chen Ergou knew that those materials were all made of treasures, and a little bit was very precious. Whoever breaks the material will not end well.
Chen Ergou also made mistakes and was beaten, but he was lucky and did not completely damage the materials. So the punishment is to be beaten or not fed.
But this time, luck is gone!
This time, Chen Ergou was in charge of refining a material called "Qi Gathering Sand", which needed to be refined continuously for twenty-four hours. Due to overwork, Chen Ergou couldn't help but take a nap at the twentieth hour. As a result, the fire source in the refining furnace went out of control, and the materials in the furnace were completely smelted.
At the same time, the material flowed out, causing a violent reaction of the flames, and the fire scurried, burning Chen Ergou as well.
Chen Ergou's memory is here.
It seems that Chen Ergou was seriously injured at that time and may not survive, so he was thrown into the firewood room and coated with some medicine to fend for himself. Maybe it's because Chen Ergou is dead, so he occupies his body, Chen Hao thought secretly.
Bitter!
Chen Hao could only sigh like this.
It's a real assertion. Although he has woken up now, from Chen Ergou's memory, it can be clearly seen that Chen Ergou has now made a big disaster.
Whoever refines the materials and discards them, none of them has ever ended well.
Chen Hao grinned bitterly, isn't Chen Ergou himself now? In his previous life on the earth, although he didn't mix well, at least he was free and could eat and clothe himself. After work, you can also play games, visit post bars, and forums.
But now that he is possessed by Chen Ergou, it is obvious that he has no basic personal freedom.
It's yourself who is forced to do this.
Boss...... Oh, it's the "master", what will the owner of the Treasure Pavilion do with himself?
If you are derelict in your work on earth, as long as you do not commit a crime, you will be dismissed at most. But now, Chen Ergou himself is the private property of the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, and this punishment is not so easy. Maybe you'll be beaten to death?
Chen Hao was shocked, according to his current status as a slave, it was not strange to be killed.
After thinking about it, although he was so badly burned, he just applied some medicine that I didn't know if it had any effect, and then threw it into the firewood room, looking like he didn't care. However, he gave himself medicine anyway, and arranged for someone to observe whether he woke up or not, so he should not want to die immediately.
Since there is no danger to life for the time being, it is better to recover first.
Chen Hao endured the pain and struggled to sit up on his side.
With a "snap", something fell from half of his tattered robe onto the straw mat. As soon as he reached out and touched it, he knew that this was the mobile phone he had sent with his original phone bill.
Chen Hao was a little strange, how could this thing come with him? He checked his body, but there were no other earth items other than that, even the clothes were the same green robes as the Dao boy at the beginning.
He reached out and pressed the switch of the phone, but the phone did not respond, probably out of battery. Alas, in this world, it doesn't look like it can be charged, and this phone is useless.
However, Chen Hao still put the mobile phone in his arms, anyway, this is the only thing that accompanies him to cross. Then he picked up the stoneware bowl on the ground, took the chopsticks and began to pick up the rice.
The food was already cold, rough and difficult to swallow, and Chen Hao was now in pain, and as soon as he chewed it, he felt like he was suffering. But he still forced himself to eat the whole bowl of rice.
Only by taking care of your injuries can you better face everything that is coming. Even if you want to escape, you need to have basic physical strength. If you can't eat because of the predicament that has not yet come, then it is not Chen Hao.