The lights are on.

Although it was already March, it was the time of the end of the day, and the people on the street wore bloated cotton clothes, and the noise of cars and people mingled, and they merged into an army of people in a hurry. The tall and dazzling street lamps, the white air exhaled from the mouths of hurried pedestrians, and the bitter cold wind that has not abated enveloped the northern city of Wennan, and there have been many indifferent and deserted, just like the dead trees on both sides of the street.

The slightly drunk Shen Junhuai once again climbed to the Xingguo Temple on the top of Wanfo Mountain, because this is the place where he and Lu Na fell in love when they were in school. At the top of the bluestone slab mountain, you can see the building where Lu Na lives at the bottom of the mountain, and if you have a high-powered telescope at hand, you can even see the pink curtain in her room on the ninth floor.

Shen Junhuai has been a soldier for five years, and he has been in a special forces for almost three years, and he received a breakup notice from Lu Na half a year ago, and received the news of her marriage a few days ago. I thought that as time passed, the torn pain in his heart would gradually subside, but when he received a call from a friend, his heart began to bleed again.

So Shen Tianjun came back, not to take revenge on anything, but to see if she was happy in the wedding dress.

Shen Junhuai is not a good soldier. In the year when he was not admitted to college, he passed his uncle who was a captain in the army, and became a special soldier two years later by relying on his connections and a tall and powerful physique. Even so, he was a second-rate soldier in the team, because he had a good amount of wine and a good courage, but he managed to mix it up smoothly. He told his girlfriend to go to the military school if she mixed up with a second-class merit or a third-class merit, and then came back to get married. Hehe, the world is impermanent! The girlfriend ran away with someone, and he even planned no less than ten revenge methods. Of course, it's all bullshit, and sometimes he thinks that it was the harmonious society that saved the dog man and woman.

The second bottle of Erguo in the bag was about to bottom, and when Shen Junhuai looked at a pink curtain on the ninth floor of a certain building under the mountain, there was a rustling of footsteps behind him. When he turned around, he saw an old monk standing in front of him, staring straight into his eyes and muttering to himself.

"Master, is there anything wrong with you?" Shen Junhuai secretly thought in his heart, this can't be a crazy monk.

"Good! This little brother is sick in his heart, can you tell me a thing or two?" The strange light in the old monk's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he returned to indifference.

"Yes, you can see that?" replied Shen Junhuai. But it was strange in my heart, the little brother has come out, don't the monks all call it "donor"?" "Thank you, master, I want to stay by myself for a while." ”

"All sentient beings have pure hearts and have no life to be destroyed in their own right, that is, this body is an illusion, and there is no sin or blessing in the illusion. This little brother, let's go down the mountain!" The corners of the old monk's mouth rose slightly, he put one hand together, and turned away towards Shen Junhuai, but his mouth still whispered: "All sentient beings, all kinds of illusions, are born like coming to realize the wonderful heart."

Damn, it's really a crazy monk, it's inexplicable. Shen Jun's head was as big as a cow, but the anxiety in his heart intensified. He sat down and thought carefully about the old monk's words, his mind was chaotic, and he always felt that something was wrong. After a long time, Shen Junhuai sighed, the world is so big, he can't tell anyone at this time! The six-year lover left him, and today he saw the happiness on Lu Na's face when he got off the wedding car, and he knew that it was all over.

The bottle was dry, and the cigarette case was empty. Shen Junhuai stood up and shook his dizzy head vigorously, knowing that it was time for him to go back.

Look around, how much time will be left for memories of how much time this place that once skipped class and went on a date. Is the tree still there? The two of them carved their names on the tree and wrapped them in a heart.

It was a cypress tree on the edge of the cliff, and to get to the tree, you had to jump to a broken stone step about a meter lower than the cliff edge.

It was already dark, and he couldn't jump when he jumped, so he crouched down and slowly groped his feet to crawl down. Stroking the smooth memory on the trunk, for a long time, two lines of tears.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt a chill, and it seemed that I felt a lot better. Bending down, Shen Junhuai moved away a bluestone slab, and in the hole below was a rope made of red ribbons, and on the rope were two copper locks locked together, which were concentric locks buried by the two at that time. Looking at the two locks wrapped in handkerchiefs, he felt a deep sadness and crying and laughing.

Gently wiped the patina off the lock, ripped off the red rope and tied it to his left wrist, and buried the two locks back under the stone slab. The handkerchief was lit with a lighter and dropped off the cliff.

Let's go, maybe it's a new beginning. Shen Junhuai muttered in his mouth, groped his right foot to climb the stone steps, but when his left foot rose into the air, the stone steps under his right foot suddenly broke off, and the frightened "broken" in Shen Junhuai's mouth just came out, and his face and chest were in close contact with the cliff and fell. Before losing consciousness, he seemed to see the sparkling handkerchief as his body rolled.

At the same time, an open cliff window of Xingguo Temple flew out a maroon light visible to the naked eye, as if spiritually chasing Shen Junhuai's body and shooting into his forehead.

Bang, bang, the sound of a heartbeat came from his ears, and Shen Junhuai had some vague consciousness in a corner at the foot of the mountain, but his eyes and limbs seemed to be pressed by a thousand catties of boulders, and he couldn't move. The pain was severe all over his body, and all kinds of chaotic colors and images kept flashing in his mind, beating with the rhythm of his heartbeat, and his body was scorching like fire for a while, and freezing cold for a while.

As his fingers trembled, the moments and familiar figures in his memory began to flash intermittently in his mind. There was some light in the eyes, "Where am I?" The eyes can finally see things, and the brain is gradually coming to life. "It's still alive", his body couldn't move yet, and he probably remembered what had happened. The eyes are tall and dense treetops and a little blue sky between the treetops, and the eyes are turning, and the craggy mountains are on either side.

Suddenly, Shen Junhuai, who was struggling to breathe, felt a strong fear, because there were more memories in his memory that did not belong to him, as if he now had a twelve-year-old body, and he was in a place called the Fengling Guoping Capital City of the Starry Heaven Continent.

"Is this the situation of Shenma?" Shen Junhuai opened his eyes with difficulty, his brain was confused for a while, wasn't I falling off a cliff? Boom, his mind was like a thunderbolt, and he instantly understood that this was the legendary rebirth of the time-travel, and his emotions gradually changed from fear to surprise. It's good to be alive, and being reborn as a human being is also an opportunity, the previous things have passed, and this is to live for yourself.

In the violent shock of his thoughts, his body was gradually regaining consciousness, but it was still in severe pain. Slowly sat up, I didn't feel hurt, maybe it was because I just occupied another body, my brain was still dizzy, but fortunately, it was getting better.

Re-examining his current identity, this guy with the same name is the seventh son of the Shen family in Pingdu City. The Pingdu Shen family is a medium-sized family, and like the martial Xingtian Continent, the family is also a martial family. The head of the family, Shen Ao, is a beginner of the heaven-level martial arts, the deputy city lord of Pingdu City, and his cheap Laozi is the fourth son of Shen Ao, who died in an accident, and his mother, Liu, is also frail and sickly. And his physique may be genetic, the twelve-year-old refining body is only a first-order martial artist, and most of the people of the same age in the clan have reached the fifth order, so they also belong to the generation that is bullied in the family.

This time, it was because Uncle Huan, a physician in the clan, went into the mountain to collect medicine for his mother and fell off the cliff and was possessed by himself. Shen Junhuai thought that he couldn't be depressed here, everyone seemed to have such and such additional benefits, but he was pitiful that he had fallen into this waste boy. I don't want to, so I have to find a way to go back first.

Looking around, he was now at the bottom of a bucket-shaped valley, and he was able to walk when he stood up. looked at his dress in the coarse cloth of the Han Dynasty and had been tattered into locks, and smiled bitterly.

His legs had gradually become free, and as he walked through the hibiscus forest dozens of feet high, Shen Junhuai looked through a herbalist in his pocket, trying to find the herbs his mother needed along the way. In the depths of his current child's consciousness, the deepest obsession is that only my mother is the best for me in the world, and I must let her eat well and dress well. Mother and son depend on each other, ignoring the discrimination in the family, and the mother's heart and soul are all on herself, and relieving her mother's pain may be the most urgent dream of her twelve-year-old self.

For a long time, Shen Junhuai found a one-person-high grass cardamom tree on a hillside, and the fruit was called Cao Koren, and the tender green spherical fruit was hanging like an inverted bell as Uncle Huan said, which was the main dispensing of Fang Rucao Cardamom Soup. As soon as his hand was about to stretch out, a fierce cold wind blew his hairs on end, and subconsciously Shen Tianjun fell to the side, and his two hairy claws had already cut through his shoulders.

"Second-order red-haired ape!" Shen Junhuai remembered Uncle Huan's instructions. The red-haired ape is a companion beast of more than 100 years, with fur as hard as iron, sharp claws and poisonous, and has a strange body method common to spirit beasts, and its strength is equivalent to the second order of human warriors.

In a panic, he pulled out his iron sword and slashed wildly, as if he had lost the routine and calmness of a warrior. It was only a twelve-year-old child, and when the red-haired ape turned around and pounced again, Shen Junhuai's chest had been hit hard by the beast's claws, his muscles were torn, and his sternum collapsed by more than an inch. In the severe pain, the memory of the child's predecessor for nearly thirty years flashed in his head, and the panic was suppressed in time, with the iron sword behind his head with both hands, and his feet rushed down and slid rapidly down the hillside. The demon beast took off in the air to pursue, but fortunately, the bushes at high places affected the line of sight, and several impacts did not hit the vital point.

After sliding for nearly a hundred feet, Shen Junhuai fell into a dirt pit by a stream, sat on his ass in a pool of soft coldness, and suddenly looked up at the red-haired ape monster under the darkness and turned away. I wanted to rejoice in my heart, but my chest and neck were tightly wrapped around something, and my breathing was almost stagnant. Frightened, the tentacles were cold, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was entangled by a cauliflower snake with the thickness of a thigh, and under the suffocation, my limbs had become stiff and weak, and my brain and thinking would also stop. After a few breaths, Shen Junhuai had no resistance, and his eyes were already sloppy. In the midst of great danger, the python's head turned, and the long letter in his mouth crossed the side of Shen Tianjun's face, and a fishy smell made his eyes wide, out of instinct, he opened his mouth and bit the python's neck, and another fishy liquid poured into his mouth. Suddenly, the python also panicked, the entanglement of his body became even more crazy, Shen Junhuai's consciousness gradually lost, and only the habitual reaction of biting his teeth remained, and he fell into a coma unconsciously.