It was a very messy room, with a messy futon on the bed, a few stinky socks hidden at the head of the bed, a few books thrown randomly on the coffee table, and a bunch of grocery bags scattered on the floor. The whole room was chaotic and disorganized, and things were flying all over the sky.

On both sides of the coffee table, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man sitting on each side, only to hear one of them speak: "Ah Yi, by the way, Uncle An and Aunt An don't want to see you like this, although Uncle An is gone, but you still have me, we are buddies......"

Zheng Hongwen's comforting words sounded in An Yi's ears, but An Yi's mind was not here at all.

His father had died in an accident a few days earlier, but he was in a state of confusion not because of his father's death, but because his father had been dead for seven years!

It was when he was eighteen years old, a car accident took his father, and now ...... He was eighteen years old again, seven years ago, the day his father had just died, because of a book that flew from outside the sky!

Crossing over? or being reborn?!

As a young man who loves to read novels in the 21st century, An Yi quickly thought of this.

After the initial chaos, although An Yi complained about why he was not reborn before his father's car accident, after knowing that he could not do anything, he quickly regained his peace.

After hurriedly finishing the funeral and burying his father, An Yi originally intended to go home and be alone and quiet, but he didn't expect it......

looked at Zheng Hongwen, who was still chattering to comfort him, the corners of An Yi's mouth twitched, and his expression was very subtle.

Quietly waiting for Zheng Hongwen to finish speaking, An Yi said: "Hongwen, I told you, I'm really fine." ”

"What's okay, don't lie to me......" Of course Zheng Hongwen didn't believe it, you have to know that the comfort of the past few days has been muddy, where it looks like a person who is fine.

He didn't know that the reason for Anyi's disbelief was mostly the incredible thing of being reborn, after all, in his memory, his father had been dead for more than seven years.

Shaking his head helplessly, An Yi did not speak, because he remembered that Zheng Hongwen would leave soon.

Sure enough, at this moment, a bell rang from Zheng Hongwen's trouser pocket.

"Hey...... Mother...... Yes...... What the?...... Grandma is sick?!...... I know, I'll go back...... Uh-huh...... Hung up. ”

Zheng Hongwen hung up the phone, looking at An Yi's face a little embarrassed.

An Yi was very "understanding" at this time, and said first: "Grandma is sick, then you go back quickly, don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”

"This ......" Zheng Hongwen hesitated, although he was worried about comfort, he was more relieved that his grandmother had been good to him since he was a child.

Seeing that An Yi's face was good today, and he was not as depressed as a few days ago, Zheng Hongwen finally couldn't let go of his grandmother: "Then I'll go back, be careful at home by yourself, if you're afraid, you can call me, and I'll come to accompany you when grandma is well." ”

"Got it, let's go. An Yi agreed casually.

Seeing Zheng Hongwen leave, An Yi turned around and closed the door, continued to sit down on the sand, stretched out his hand in front of him, and saw a flash of purple light, and a book appeared in An Yi's hand.

When I opened the page, I saw that the paper inside was like jade, crystal clear, delicate and smooth, but there was no trace of ink.

This is the "culprit" that caused his rebirth.

Rubbing this book with his hand, An Yi thought in his heart: "A qiē cause is caused by it, although the words on it have been absorbed by me, but this book must also be extraordinary, otherwise it will not be compatible with me, and it can be included in the body at will." It's just that I don't know the specific effect of this, and I need to study it well in the future. ”

That's right, in fact, there is a text on this book itself, and the text is complex and mysterious, and the purple light on it flows, as if there is life, and I don't know any of it.

But when he opened it for the first time, the font seemed to come alive, burrowing into his body and into his soul.

The so-called: "Do not know it, do not see it, and do not do it." When all the fonts were integrated into the soul of comfort, he was miraculously able to understand and understand that his Chinese characters recorded a secret technique of cultivation for the "Dao Tong Minglu".

Thinking of cultivation, An Yi's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance: "This magic of cultivating to become an immortal and immortal, even Qin Shi Huang, who dominates the world, can only fantasize, but I didn't expect it to be obtained now, whether it is a chance or how to leave it aside for the time being, but I should cherish it." ”

Thinking of this, he put the book on the coffee table, got down from the sand, took two steps, sat on the ground, sat cross-legged according to the book, and tried to cultivate.

The hands are sealed, the left thumb is bent to pinch the middle finger noon, the right thumb is inserted from the left thumb and middle finger circle, and the root of the left ring finger is pinched, and the right middle finger is pinched opposite to each other, and the two hands are placed in front of the lower abdomen. The two eyes are hanging the curtain, and the eyes are looking at the nose. The nose and mouth, the mouth and the heart, and the tongue against the palate, the heart, mind, and mind guard the umbilicus, so that the mind does not move.

This is the first step in the path of cultivation, to settle down and nourish qi!

The so-called spirit is not quiet, then the spirit is chaotic, if the spirit is not quiet, it is tired, and if the spirit is not quiet, the spirit cannot be stopped. The first level of this path of cultivation is to calm the mind and calm down, and to generate wisdom in concentration. This wisdom refers to the innate little spiritual light, a little bit of true soul of a person......

I don't know how long it took, An Yi only felt that his mind descended at will, his head, hands, and body were like nothingness, and he only felt a little true breath in and out of the umbilicus, and he didn't move.

The comfort in cultivation was not visible, and the book he casually placed on the coffee table was glowing with a faint purple light, enveloping a radius of ten centimeters around him.

And at this moment, at the bottom of the book, a copy of "Liao Zhai" happened to be shrouded in purple light......

......

Time passed imperceptibly, and when An Yi woke up again, it was already late at night.

stood up and was lazy, and there was no "crackling" bone joint explosion in the body, and there was no embarrassment in the numbness of the legs.

An Yi was very happy in his heart, he didn't expect that he would be able to settle down for the first time he cultivated, and the effect of his cultivation was so good, he only felt that his ears and eyes were clear now, his spirit was refreshed, and there was no trace of fatigue in his body.

But then, the stomach "gurgling" roared, and An Yi couldn't help but "oops", only to think that he hadn't eaten for a day.

Feeling the darkness and turning on the light, An Yi hurriedly ran to the kitchen, and he didn't pay attention to it, so he ate a bowl of noodles at random.

I wanted to go back to the bedroom to continue meditating, but when I passed by the living room, I saw that the "wordless book of heaven" was lying quietly on the coffee table at this time, and An Yi couldn't help but secretly curse himself for being confused, how to put such an important thing outside.

stepped forward in three or two steps, copied the "Book of Heaven", and as soon as Anyi's heart moved, he put it into his body.

But then, An Yi felt that it was dark in front of her eyes and lost consciousness.

......

I don't know how long it took to be in a coma, but when An Yi woke up again, he was stunned.

I saw that the mountains and rivers in front of me are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, the blue sky has no trace of impurities, the white clouds hang leisurely on it, the green mountains and green waters in the distance, the green branches and red flowers, the rising sun through the faint mist, set off this place like a fairyland.

And Anyi, but at this time, he was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, got up from the grass, looked back and forth for a while, and finally couldn't help scolding: "you, you immortal board, where is this Tm?"

Obviously, he was still in his room just now, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared in a place he didn't know at all, and he clearly remembered that it was still autumn on the earth, but it was spring here, and no one could be calm when such a thing happened.

Breathing in the fresh air that he had never felt before, thinking of the reason for his coma, An Yi couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Could it be that he was reborn again?" This "Book of Heaven" has a criminal record.

Thinking of this, An Yi's heart moved, and he summoned the "Book of Heaven" and held it in his hand.

After flipping through it twice, there were suddenly two more words on the first page, written in the font that should have been written on the "Book of Heaven", because it recorded the art of cultivation, so I simply named the text "Taowen" for the time being.

When he saw the two words on it clearly, An Yi finally couldn't help but exclaim: "Chat about Zhai?!"

That's right, it is the word "Liao Zhai".

An Yi couldn't help but think about it. Could it be that this is the world of chatting?

But then, he shook his head in denial.

"That chat is all small stories, spanning the Ming and Qing dynasties, and some don't even have specific dynasties, how can there be a specific world ......"

But then, An Yi thought again: "This immortal path is mysterious, it can't be measured by common sense, even if you are reborn, it is not impossible to travel through a world." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, due to the lack of information, it could only be unfounded and random speculation, and I couldn't do it accurately at all, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

"It's all about going outside. ”

With a certain mind, An Yi did not hesitate any longer, put the "Book of Heaven" in his body, shook the dust off his body, chose a direction at random, and plunged into the dense forest.

......

Half an hour later, An Yi finally found a mountain road, so he chose to go down the mountain without hesitation.

But a quarter of an hour away, An Yi met the first person he met in this world, and thus confirmed that he had indeed crossed over.

I saw that this person was wearing an ancient Confucian costume, wearing a Confucian scarf, and a scholar's costume, but his face was heroic, and what was even more strange was that this person was carrying a statue of a ghost and god carved out of wood behind him, with a green face and a red beard, and his appearance was particularly hideous and vicious. Make-up comes to life.

An Yi walked quickly and approached, wanting to talk, but saw that the heroic Confucian looked surprised, looking him up and down.

Of course, An Yi knew what was going on: he was dressed in casual clothes, with a pair of flat shoes under his feet, and the head on his head was not half long, but it was still scattered, this outfit was naturally ordinary on earth, but in this obviously ancient world, fancy clothes were no longer enough to describe.

"This son, bother, dare to ask where is this?" I don't know if they can understand Mandarin, let alone the ancient way of speaking, An Yi has to learn what he looks like on TV, and imitate it half-literally.

The scholar's face was even more strange: "This is outside Lingyang City, Wuling Mountain, you don't know where this is, so how did you come here?"

"Lost and confused for a while. An Yi said perfunctorily, and continued to ask: "I don't know what year and month it is, which dynasty and which generation?"

The scholar's face tightened, and he took a step back vigilantly before saying: "When the dynasty is long, the year of Kaixing." ”

Lin Yi was silent, it really didn't look like ancient China, but what does it mean for this local aboriginal to speak Mandarin?

I don't understand, comfort comes down to the special ability that comes with "Book from Heaven", just think it can automatically convert languages.

"Dare to ask this son's surname, I don't know what this is going to do?" finally caught someone, An Yi couldn't help but want to be close, so as to understand more about the world in his mouth.

Maybe it's his own character, maybe it's a moral problem, although the scholar is wary of comfort, but he still replied: "The surname Gao doesn't dare, the surname of Xiaosheng is Zhu, the name is Erdan, the word Xiaoming, the local people, this time it is drinking and gambling with all the literary friends, last night I came to the Ten Kings Hall in the mountains, and carried the 6 judges under the left corridor, and I was hangover all night, and I was going to return to my position this morning." ”

An Yi didn't feel anything at first, but when the scholar talked more and more, integrating all the information in his mind, he couldn't help but exclaim: "What did you say? Your name is Zhu Erdan? Lingyang people?!"

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