You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Changqing was kicked into the dark passage by the sudden kick.

"Fatty! Fuck you!" Chang Qing couldn't bear it anymore and started cursing.

Before Changqing had vented his anger, he soon realized something was wrong.

A powerful thrust swept over like a violent storm, pushing his spirit body deeply into the passage.

"Oh! Oh! Oh, no! Where is this sending me? Is this the path to reincarnation?" Chang Qing shouted at this helpless situation, but the only response he got was silence and darkness.

He felt as if he was caught in an interstellar storm, flying rapidly towards an unknown distance.

In the darkness, Zhang Changqing could only vaguely see the sea of ​​stars in the distance. They were flickering with faint light, as if being swallowed by endless darkness.

He felt that his speed was getting faster and faster, as if he was about to tear apart all obstacles in his way.

Perhaps because the speed was too fast, the starlight began to flow backwards, and Zhang Changqing felt that the pressure on his spiritual body was getting heavier and heavier.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was tightly grasping his soul.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure the pain, but eventually he couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

At the moment he lost consciousness, his spirit turned into a dazzling white light, sank into the endless darkness, and disappeared without a trace.

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Changqing just felt that he had had another very long dream.

In the dream, the universe was like a curtain. The deep dark starry sky, which had remained unchanged for billions of years, was now dyed with glowing blood-red. Slowly, the red color spread as if it had life, and it became brighter and brighter.

Under the illumination of the red light, the entire universe, covering an area of ​​hundreds of millions of light years, became omnipresent, with no blind spots.

The curtain froze and turned completely blood red.

Immediately afterwards, Changqing could hear the sound of fighting coming from all directions.

The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer, as if it was coming for Changqing.

The sounds of fighting were filled with desire, greed, and the desire to monopolize Changqing.

The red color of the entire sky revealed an emotion, that was extreme hatred, a hatred that wanted to divide and eat Changqing, as if Changqing had taken away something that he loved.

Changqing didn't know why, but a faint sadness emerged in his heart. He didn't know where it came from and how it ended.

There were some shadows in the sound of fighting, which were not clear. Every shadow was laughing, and the smile was so ferocious, as if Changqing had become their prey.

As the shadow approached, he was overwhelmed by the situation. The entire universe seemed to be rejecting him, and there was no place for him to stay. He kept hiding in the sea of ​​stars and was found again and again.

Time seemed to have passed for a very long time until I saw a figure who looked exactly like me.

The figure came close to Changqing, but before Changqing could ask the question in his mind.

The other self actually smiled, his teeth were sharp, and his smile was even more creepy than the figure chasing him.

The other self didn't say much, and a big hand made of light and shadow covered him.

The big hand gradually shrank, and along with it, Changqing shrank as well.

The other self became unusually tall at this moment. He took a look at himself and then threw himself into the jagged mouth!

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"Do not!!!"

Changqing woke up suddenly and was hit hard on the forehead, which was very painful.

Chang Qing calmed down and murmured, "Is it a dream again?"

Even when Chang Qing opened his eyes, he still found himself in darkness, unable to move, and even deprived of his sight.

He was shocked: "Am I still in reincarnation?"

But soon, he forced himself to calm down and began to adapt to the darkness around him.

Gradually, his eyes began to adjust to the darkness, and he found that he seemed to be placed in a large box.

He tried to move his body, but felt something was wrong, as if his body had become much smaller.

It seemed like there was something behind me, which made my back hurt. I was about to turn over and use my back to push the lid open.

As soon as I moved, I found that my bones were crackling, as if I hadn't moved for a long time.

"Could it be that this person has been reincarnated into a dead person?" It's no wonder that Chang Qing muttered. He found that the joints of this body were a little stiff, as if they had not been moved for a long time.

The noise now is like that of firecrackers.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to try to push the lid of the box open.

The lid was a bit heavy, and felt like stone, but not as heavy as stone. However, it was still not easy for Changqing, who was two sizes smaller, to move the lid to the side bit by bit, gritting his teeth.

After some effort, he finally pushed the lid open enough for him to crawl out.

"Oh my god, it's finally out!" Chang Qing said breathlessly.

He carefully stuck his head out and saw that he was in a cave. There was a small hole on the top of the mountain, and sunlight was shining through it.

He looked around and found that the rocks were gray and black, obvious signs of human excavation.

There is a crack on the cave wall, and light is coming in. Although there is a hole above, there is no water in the cave and the air is dry.

This is very strange!

Seeing that there was no danger around, he felt relieved and climbed out of the box.

After coming out, Changqing had a strange look on his face. He found that the big box he woke up in was actually a large square bluestone coffin.

"Ah? Where's my grand entrance? Why was I buried right after I came out?"

He looked around cautiously, his heart full of doubts.

"Is he really reborn into a corpse?" Chang Qing frowned.

He looked down at his body and found that his hands were chubby, his skin was milky white, and he was only about 1.3 meters tall.

He was wearing a brown robe with many strange patterns embroidered with gold thread, which was completely different from the style of the Nine Realms. Moreover, due to the passage of time, the cuffs had become flocculent.

"What's wrong with me? Have I become a child?" Chang Qing looked at his figure, then touched his face, feeling as if ten thousand alpacas were running wildly in his heart.

"What's going on? Reincarnation? Rebirth?" He frowned, his mind full of doubts.

"That fat guy said that my previous body was not mine. Besides, if reincarnation really happened, why would the memories be preserved? I don't think there is anything magical about me." He said to himself.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: "Could it be that this body is my original body?"

He moved his body, carefully feeling the feedback from this body. A feeling of reunion after a long separation surged in his heart, as if he was crying, but also as if he was happy.

"This... is really my body!" He was so excited that he could feel the sense of connection.

There was another thing that puzzled Changqing. It was very strange that this body did not have any memory left.

It was useless to think too much. He looked around.

"Is this my original world?" He looked around curiously.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, his eyes were attracted by the coffin.

I was just looking around and didn't look closely at the coffin.

At this moment, the sunlight shone on the coffin, giving it a bluish-brown luster with faint reliefs on it.

The relief seemed to have been eroded by a long period of time and had become unclear, as if it was describing some scene.

But when he tried to look closely, he felt dizzy and his body could not continue looking.

He had no choice but to give up observing the coffin and turn his gaze to the ground. He saw many lines under the coffin, which he thought were cracks at first, but later he found that these lines had a certain pattern.

"What kind of ghost painting is this?"

He was curious, but couldn't understand the meaning of these lines.

"Forget it. I can't understand it for now. I'll make a copy and study it slowly when I have time."

When he stood up, his eyes were caught by something in the coffin.

Changqing touched his chin with his little hand

"Opening your own blind box in another world, not bad! I want to see what my burial objects are."

He pushed the coffin lid open with all his strength, and the sunlight poured into the coffin. There were only two things in the coffin:

A book that seemed to be made of hemp paper, with a very special texture, without any signs of decay, and as smooth as new. On the cover, the title of the book seemed to be printed in gold, and the font was unrecognizable.

The other object was a white egg-shaped object the size of a goose egg. This must be the thing that hit his back before.

He didn't recognize these two things, but he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"It seems that my origin is not that good, and this is all I have to go with me."

Chang Qing smacked his lips. Although he said so, his eyes were not honest and he looked at the items in the coffin;

"Forget it, even a dog would mind being poor, let alone me, a dead man! What should I do?" Chang Qing stood there thinking.

Soon, he made up his mind: "Only if I live well and am still alive, will there be hope!"

He raised his head, looked at the crack through which the light was shining, and walked resolutely toward the outside of the crack.

Walking along the gap to the end, he saw a hole covered by vines. The vines were purple, and sunlight shone through them.

Without hesitation, he picked up the dead branches on the ground, pried open the vines, and walked out of the cave.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, and he took a while to adjust before slowly opening his eyes.

What comes into view is a place surrounded by jungle, with trees of various colors and shapes, all more than 100 meters tall.

Birds occasionally flew through the forest, their clear cries echoing in the air. In the distance, the roars of large wild animals could be heard, making the forest seem full of life.

However, Chang Qing soon discovered something was wrong, rubbed his eyes and said:

"Am I dazzled? Wasn't that bird nearly ten meters tall? And it was also shining!"

"It's so bright out there, but where's the sun? Why is there no sun?"

"That's weird! It seems like it's not in the Nine Realms."

Then he looked closer.

Just a few hundred meters away from the cave, there is a farmer who has reclaimed several acres of fertile land and planted a variety of fruits and grains.

There are two people in the field who are busy:

An old farmer, wearing linen clothes, with white hair and beard, but with a straight back and full of energy, is weeding the fields;

A young girl, wearing clothes made of coarse cloth but with an almost perfect figure and a youthful and lively aura, is busy feeding the ducks in the field.

But because the distance was far, I couldn't see their faces clearly.

Fortunately, the scene in front of him was acceptable to Changqing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chang Qing's mind moved: "Since this place is so close to the farmland, then this farmer may know my life experience, and it is even possible that they are the ones who put me in the coffin."

He no longer hesitated and walked towards the farmland with his short legs.

Before he had taken two steps, the old farmer in the field had already spotted Changqing, put down his farm work and walked towards Changqing.