Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Before falling, the boy stretched out his hand as if trying to grab something, but after a shake, he could not grab anything, and his hand fell straight down with his body.

"Ah Wish..."

An anxious voice echoed in the cave, and a man in red clothes quickly ran up behind him, grabbed the body that was about to fall, and shouted anxiously in his ear.

The man gently placed his hand on his forehead, and a scorching heat swept through his palm.

Bei Ming exclaimed, "You have a fever!" and quickly picked him up, looking anxiously towards the entrance...

Although he was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, the boy could still feel the touch of the outside world, especially the touch of the cool skin against him, which was really nostalgic.

He slowly moved his head closer to the heat source and gradually fell asleep....

In his dream, he seemed to be back in his home, with a large manor, flourishing flowers, hardworking servants, and the girl in the depths of the garden who would always wait for him with a bright smile.

"Youyi......."

The boy in his arms couldn't help but murmur, and the person holding him heard it. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he saw tears in the corners of his eyes.

The boy in the dream passed through a series of gates and finally stopped in front of the last carved door. He stood at the door in a daze, unwilling to move forward. He sniffed the fragrance coming from the house. He blinked his eyes and reached out to push open the door.

The young man closed his eyes when he saw a flash of light. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a towering palace. Above the palace, behind the bed curtains, a familiar figure appeared.

Following the faint smell of cigarettes, the young man stepped into the palace. Looking at the dark-colored decorations around him, he couldn't help but speak anxiously.

"Youyi! Youyi! Where are you? Where are you?"

"Shut up! You're being so noisy."

A stern, lazy voice came from the bed. The boy's steps gradually slowed down, and he slowly stopped in the middle of the hall and looked inside the bed curtain.

"Who are you, hiding your head and showing your tail?"

The young man put aside his previous impatience, restrained his emotions, and looked at him quietly.

"Since you want to know, why don't you see it yourself?"

His voice paused for a moment, but soon returned to his cold voice, but there seemed to be some playful meaning in it.

The young man didn't say anything, but walked forward lightly, reached out and pulled open a corner of the curtain, and looked inside.

But at that glance, he was stunned. On the bed, a young woman in a green gauze dress, with her shoulders half exposed, was sitting on it, and her face was clearly...

"Youyi!! How could you.....you are not"

The young man lost his composure for a moment, and quickly opened the curtain and grabbed the wrist of the person on the bed.

The person on the bed had a familiar smile on his face, and he gently climbed up along the arm that he was holding, and immediately held him in his arms, and gently expressed his longing for her.

The boy was also overwhelmed by joy for a moment, his brain no longer obeyed his will, and he hugged the person in front of him in a daze and passionately, and even the words in his mind no longer responded.

"Do you miss me? Why don't you come to see me?"

With her gentle words and soft touch, the boy hugged her tightly and said, "Youyi, I... I don't have the ability. I wanted to avenge you, but in the end... I'm really useless."

As he spoke, tears began to flow down his cheeks. The boy cried like an abandoned puppy. Now that he had finally found a way to vent his feelings, he couldn't stop crying.

After listening to his words quietly, the woman hugged him, patted his back gently, and kept comforting him, but the next second, a dagger appeared in her hand that was originally raised high.

"Now I have an opportunity. I wonder if you are willing to do it."

The young man was stunned when he heard this, and asked quickly: "What do you mean?"

"Of course it's reincarnation. Didn't you see the murals on the mountain wall?"

"But... that requires... the person's belongings or spirit."

"So you don't want to help me?"

The woman's voice suddenly became low, revealing a sense of desolation.

"No, I will help you, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, even if I have to..."

A pair of soft and boneless hands gently stroked his lips, shook his head gently, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Don't say it. If you lose your life because of this, I would rather not..."

Under the tearful face, the slightly raised corners of the lips seem to be the most real deception, but the people who are deeply involved in it cannot see through it.

The boy looked at her anxiously, wanting to ask how he could help.

The woman smiled slightly, placed the dagger in his hand, and pressed it gently.

"Now the only one who can help me and who has a connection with me is you. If you are willing to insert this dagger into your chest and take out a little of your heart blood, then I can use it to reincarnate. Are you... willing?"

The woman held his hands with both hands and looked at him deeply, her eyes full of tenderness.

The young man looked at his held hands and the dagger in his hand, and saw the familiar eyes again. He gritted his teeth, nodded, and rushed straight towards his chest with the dagger raised.

The woman opposite him was smiling, but the smile did not reach her eyes...

Just when she thought his plan was successful, the boy's hand stopped 5 meters away from his chest. His whole body trembled, and his original fear turned into relief the moment he saw the dagger stop.

"What's wrong? Why... don't you do it anymore?"

The woman's voice came over at this time.

The young man raised his head slowly after hearing this. His fiery eyes instantly calmed down. He opened his mouth and suddenly uttered a few words.

"What is my name"

The woman was startled when she heard this, but she immediately returned to normal, stretched out her hand to brush her hair, and said, "Bei Yuan"

"Then what's your name?"

"Youyi"

The woman replied lightly and gave the answer meticulously.

"Then you know how you died..."

The young man looked at her calmly, and the person in front of him seemed to be lost in thought. After a moment, he answered with a little doubt: "Died of illness."

"Hmph~" A smile appeared on the boy's face, but he only smiled briefly, then he gently turned the dagger in his hand and said

"Then Youyi, please die again."

As he was talking, his hand, which had been slow to move, suddenly stabbed the woman with a dagger. However, in the woman's incredulous eyes, the dagger missed.

"Sure enough, you liar"

The young man threw the dagger on the bed, raised his head and screamed, but there was no sound of anyone in the empty palace. Just as he was feeling strange, a black mist rushed towards him, and just as he turned around, a strong smell of death hit his nose.

I saw a huge mouth swallowing the entire palace in one go, as if it were made of paper, and the black air was also sucked into its body...