When he woke up on the second day, Yin Zhiping opened his eyes, only to find that what he saw was not the familiar ceiling, but the bare slope-like roof and the intersecting log beams.

"Huh?" Yin Zhiping couldn't help but widen his eyes, a little dazed. What is the situation? This kind of house, he has only seen it in his hometown in the countryside and on TV, how can this suddenly appear in front of him as soon as he opens his eyes?

Yin Zhiping closed his eyes, rubbed them vigorously, opened his eyes and took a look, and found that it was still the scene in front of him, and he did not return to his familiar ceiling. On another look, he found that instead of the soft and elastic Simmons mattress, he was sleeping on a rigid wooden bed. Looking at the cover on his body, it is not his soft, soft and comfortable silk quilt, but a thick and heavy old quilt, the cotton is still hard and hard, it must have not been dried for many days.

Sweeping left and right, there are only three main household items in the small room, a bed, a table and a chair, which are really simple. The tables and chairs are not exquisite, they are made of wood, with a layer of varnish, and the style is very primitive and simple, and they can be used to sit, and there is no beauty at all. The walls are not decorated, just pasted with grass and mud, and then painted with a layer of white ash, and it is obvious that the white ash has turned yellow for a long time, and there are many cracks.

"What the hell is going on?" Yin Zhiping couldn't help but groan, the conditions were poor, and the most pessimistic thing for him was that there was really no trace of modern civilization and technology in the whole house, not even the most primitive electric light.

He closed his eyes and opened them several times, and finally pinched himself hard, and finally found with grief that what he saw in front of him was a fact, not a dream.

"Oh, I buy cakes, I don't bring such a playful person, is this the case in the end of the world? But everything goes back to before liberation, for an otaku like me who is used to living a modern life, especially inseparable from computers and the Internet, it can indeed be regarded as the end of the world!"

Thinking of the end of the world, Yin Zhiping suddenly came back to his senses a little, and remembered the so-called "end of the world" yesterday, especially the strange thing and the strange bead that happened after he left his parents' house at night. If there was anything about his current situation, the first object of his suspicion was the strange bead that suddenly fell from the sky last night and smashed the glass of the sunroof of his car.

When he got home last night, he had studied the bead again. It was discovered that the bead had the ability to turn people's imagination into ready-made images, and it would automatically add details to make everything look more real and complete. Although he felt that the bead was more than that, that was the only one he had found last night.

When he first came into contact with him in the car, the bead embodied his various assumptions about the end of the world and the destruction of the earth. Later, when he returned home and came into contact with the research again, the bead embodied his other imaginations, no matter how big or small, whether it was seriously imagined or only a slight thought, no matter how absurd, how dark, how unbearable, etc., it would be faithfully presented in the form of images.

In addition, Yin Zhiping also found a point. If he takes the initiative to conceive of something while holding the bead, the bead will present what he is thinking at the moment, and if there is nothing to think about, the bead will dig into his previous thoughts from back to front.

Yin Zhiping tried many times that night, imagined a lot of messy things, and finally fell asleep holding the beads. And last night, he rarely didn't turn on the computer.

This is what happened to Yin Zhiping after he got home last night, and when he woke up this morning, the place he was in was completely different. Yin Zhiping didn't know where he was now, and the only thing he was sure of was that this was definitely not his home. If he hadn't been able to "wake up", he would have thought he was dreaming. ...,

This is completely unscientific, it doesn't make sense at all, please come out and give an explanation!

Thinking of the bead, Yin Zhiping shook his hands and obviously felt that there was nothing in his hands, and the beads were not in his hands. Hurriedly lifted the quilt and searched all over the bed, but I didn't find it after rummaging through it, and I looked under the bed, but there was no.

In his current situation, Yin Zhiping is almost certainly caused by that strange bead, but now the bead is gone, how can he return to his previous life? He doesn't want to live this kind of bad life without computers, no networks, and all the conveniences and comforts brought by all modern electrical appliances, which is completely the end for him.

Yin Zhiping sat on the bed blankly, his heart was full of panic for a while, and he didn't know what to do. Leaving the familiar world and life, he couldn't adapt at all for a while, sitting there, except for being in a daze, his eyes were a little out of focus.

"Boom Boom ......"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door that woke up, bringing Yin Zhiping, who was sitting on the bed, back to his senses. He rolled his eyes to the door. Before he could figure out how to answer, the person knocking on the door outside had already said loudly: "Senior Brother Yin, have you woken up? The time for morning class is almost up, you should get up quickly!"

What made Yin Zhiping strange was that he had never heard this voice, but it felt very familiar, and as soon as he heard this voice, a person's name and appearance naturally appeared in his mind. Obviously, this should be the corresponding person outside the door.

This person's name is Li Zhichang, and the appearance that appears in his mind is a young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, who looks to be about twenty-seven or eight years old. Moreover, he knew that this person was his junior brother.

Yin Zhiping couldn't help frowning, strange for the information that suddenly appeared in his head. He suddenly felt as if he was no longer himself, but a different person. As for who he became, he didn't know for a while.

"Senior Brother Yin!" Seeing that there was no response inside, the people outside the door knocked on the door again and called.

"I'm awake, you go first, I'll be fine for a while!" The shouting outside the door kept coming, and Yin Zhiping had to speak first.

"Okay, then hurry up, don't go too late and let the master scold, I'll go first!" said the man outside the door, and turned to leave.

Listening to the footsteps in the distance, Yin Zhiping breathed a sigh of relief and planned to get up and get dressed.

At this time, when he came back to his senses, Yin Zhiping realized that he was wearing pajamas. I just woke up before, and I patronized all the different big changes I saw in front of me, and I didn't notice this small change in my body. Later, I was busy looking for beads, and I didn't notice this.

He actually doesn't like to sleep in pajamas, although he has pajamas, but he only wears them before going to bed and after waking up, and he always strips naked when he gets out of bed, so he sleeps comfortably. Sleeping in pajamas, which is clearly not his habit. But everything in front of me has changed a lot, and this small change is nothing. It's just that Yin Zhiping looked down at his pajamas, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

This was not the kind of pajamas he usually remembered, but a white coarse cloth shirt, the style was very old, and it was actually crossed with a collar and a placket. To put it bluntly, what he is wearing now is exactly the middle coat worn by ancient people, which he has only seen in costume movies and TV series.

"Crossing!?"

Looking at the set of ancient clothes on his body, Yin Zhiping's mind couldn't help but pop up these two words. When I looked down at the bed, I saw a pair of very old-fashioned dark cloth shoes on the ground, and I touched the top of my head, and I also had a bun on my head.

What made him breathe a sigh of relief in surprise was that fortunately the top of his head was not half-bald, and he was dragging a big braid behind him, otherwise, he really wanted to die. What he usually hates the most is the braid scene, if he wears the braid, then he really wants to hit his head to death immediately and see if he can wear it back again. ...,

After sweeping his eyes around the room, Yin Zhiping found a bronze mirror hanging on the wall, and immediately got out of bed and slipped his shoes to take a self-portrait in the mirror.

The face in the bronze mirror is still familiar, that is, his own face, and there is no obvious difference from the face in the self-portrait in the mirror when he got up and washed up yesterday, the only difference is the hairstyle. He now has long hair and wears it in a bun on top of his head. However, as soon as the hairstyle changes, it looks a little different, and it feels familiar and unfamiliar.

It was still his own face that made Yin Zhiping a little relaxed. It's just that the current situation, as well as his current identity, is still a little confusing. Thinking of the "morning class" and "master" that Li Zhichang, who had just woken him up, Yin Zhiping had a slight clue.

The so-called morning class refers to the monks and Taoist priests who gather in the main hall every morning to chant sutras and mantras. Correspondingly, there is also an evening class, which is also gathered in the main hall to chant scriptures, just in the morning and in the evening. Since he is not a bald monk now, he should obviously be a Taoist priest.

Turning his gaze to the gray robe on the chair, Yin Zhiping walked over and lifted it to take a look, and sure enough, he found a Tai Chi Bagua pattern representing the Taoist symbol on it.

Putting down the robe again, Yin Zhiping tidied up the middle coat that looked a little loose and messy after sleeping all night, and then picked up the robe again and put it on. He had no study of ancient clothes at all, and it should have taken a lot of effort to wear such completely unfamiliar clothes, but he had a sense of familiarity when he did it, and everything was natural, without a trace of stumbling at all.

However, he was a little distracted when he did this, as if he was caught in some kind of situation. When he came back to his senses and looked at himself in the mirror, he found that he was already fully dressed, and a handsome Taoist priest with a tall posture and a bit of fairy wind and bones appeared in the mirror.

Yin Zhiping tidied up a few slightly messy hairstrands, turned around and picked up a wooden hairpin from the table, held the bun in one hand in front of the mirror, held the hairpin in the other, and inserted it in the middle. There was also a long sword with a sheath on the table, Yin Zhiping reached out to pick it up, and there was a sense of familiarity when he started it.

Gently rubbing the hilt of the sword, Yin Zhiping took it to his eyes and looked at the three small characters engraved on the wooden hilt. Those three small characters are the three words "Chongyang Palace".

As soon as the words "Chongyang Palace" entered his eyes, Yin Zhiping only felt a shock in his brain, and countless memory pictures emerged out of thin air from the depths of his mind.

Yin Zhiping stood still, accepting the impact of this wave of memory. After a long time, he smiled strangely wry in the mirror. He turned out to be Yin Zhiping, whose name was only one word different from him, but the pronunciation was exactly the same.

And here, it is the world of the Condor Heroes.