The mountain road was rugged, so he decisively abandoned his horse and followed the bloodstains on the road to catch up.
The prey was a lame blue sheep. It hurriedly appeared on the mountainside and hid in the dense jungle.
The sun cannot penetrate the dense forest, and there are heavy shadows everywhere. It is noon, but the dew from last night is still hanging on the myrtle fruits. The ground is covered with all kinds of leaves, and the old roots below are tangled and tangled, which can easily distract people.
stumble.
In this environment, it was difficult to track, but he still found a few drops of blood on the leaves and a small strand of hair rubbing on the trunk.
Yes, that's the direction.
Blue sheep do have the habit of climbing high when encountering enemies.
He climbed up quickly, but ignored a pair of eyes staring at him in the shadow of the jungle three feet away.
These eyes were filled with astonishing anger and hatred.
After climbing over the boulder on the ridge, he saw the blue sheep again, lowering his head and licking the wound on his leg. Just as he was about to take off the bow and arrow from his back, out of the corner of his eye he saw a shadow flying towards him, as fast as
Light.
That is……?
Before he could finish his thought, the thing had already pounced on him.
This was actually a huge leopard, as big as a tiger, with front paws bigger than his head, and its fur seemed to have been washed and faded to the point of gravel.
The giant leopard opened its mouth, and the fishy wind hit his face. He subconsciously raised his arm to block the vital part. He only heard a "click" sound, and his armor-covered forearm was bitten directly through. I don't know if there was any fracture. The opponent hit him so hard that he couldn't even stand.
Unable to stand still, he rolled straight down the ridge.
The leopard was entangled with him and biting wildly. He couldn't help but scream, but it didn't stop him from pulling out a short knife from his waist with his other hand and stabbing more than a dozen bloody holes in his opponent's body!
The weapon was as sharp as iron, and not to mention severely damaging the leopard's internal organs, blood spurted out from the two knives pierced in the chest, splattering all over his head and face.
All living things have the instinct to survive. No matter how brave the beast is, it is time to abandon the enemy and run away.
But there is none at this end!
It dragged him and rushed outwards with all his strength, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
He looked into the leopard's blood-red eyes and realized that it was crazy.
The sand leopard should not have appeared here at all. Where did this cheating thing come from! It even yelled a human word at him:
"The divine bones will never be given to you!"
"Let go, let go quickly!" He was so frightened that he stabbed the leopard three times in the neck, trying to use all his strength to break free.
There is no way to survive down here!
However, no matter how serious the injury was, it could not stop the leopard. The next second, the bodies of both sides were empty.
One person and one leopard fell into the abyss of a hundred feet.
Even before death, the leopard acted like a monster and bit him on the neck.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the protective chain pendant hanging around his neck burst into red light and shattered.
At that moment, the last frame frozen in his field of vision was four bloody fangs!
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"ah--!"
He Lingchuan shouted and sat up, frightening the people around him.
The maid closest to him was so startled that she took three steps back. Another strange-looking man came out of nowhere and stood next to him and looked around: "Young Master?"
In front of you is an exquisite small hall, with two screens and beautiful mountains and rivers. There is a stage in the middle. The people on the stage are dressed in uniforms and makeup. The audience below the stage is eating melon seeds, drinking tea, and talking about mountains and rivers. In total, there are more than 200 people.
At this moment, let’s raise our heads and look here together.
Yes, he was in the private room on the second floor. There was a light and sweet goose pear incense burning in the corner. There were still water drops hanging on the grapes and honeydew on the silver plate beside him.
This is a theater, called the Immortal Platform, not outside the 100-foot cliff. He Lingchuan also came to his senses and subconsciously pressed his neck: "I'm fine."
There used to be four deep dental cavities here, only half an inch away from the carotid artery, but now they have healed and tender red flesh has grown. There are at least a dozen such new scars all over his body.
There is also a necklace hanging around his neck.
He clearly remembered that this round body-protecting jade pendant shattered under the huge force of the leopard and split into eight petals. Somehow, it was still hanging around his neck after he woke up.
I don't know when I got into the habit of wanting to touch it whenever I had nothing to do, as if it had some inexplicable connection with him.
There was also a rich young man in the box, his name was Liu Baobao. When he saw this, he snapped his fingers to the boy next to him. The latter immediately moved to the railing and sang downwards: "Young Master, wake up, continue!"
The popular operas in Yuan Kingdom are mainly short and fast, seeking novelty and novelty. They often go straight to the theme without lengthy singing, so young people also like it very much and just read it as a story. Today, I will prepare two new operas in Zhanxiantai.
The famous actors were in charge of the show, but not long after the show started, Master He fell asleep upstairs. A fierce fighting scene followed, and Liu Baobao was afraid of disturbing his dream, so he stopped it midway.
The wait lasted for most of an hour, and the audience below complained slightly. Fortunately, the host woke up at this time.
The sound of silk and bamboo rustled downstairs, and a clear male voice sang: "Let's talk about the golden bull released by the Kingdom of Xilao to protect the country, and it is invincible -"
He Lingchuan frowned.
Is this happening again?
He just fell asleep listening to this play, and now he's here again?
Liu Baobao saw his expression and immediately smiled and said, "Brother Chuan doesn't like it?"
He Lingchuan said slowly: "It's warm."
In fact, this is a special performance opened by Liu Baobao. He is the one who spends the money. Even the actors were appointed by him more than two months ago. It cost a lot of money to invite this entire troupe from the mainland to the Bird Picking Fair.
Come to Blackwater City where you don’t lay eggs.
But the man in the audience was the one with sleepy eyes. He also added: "Next time, I will change to another theater, and don't call it 'Picking Immortals'. Are immortals like peaches? They can be picked at will?"
Liu Baobao smiled and said: "This store was originally called 'Zhaixingtai', but later the owner thought that the fairy characters would be better for business. That's what we should call it if it is lacking."
He Lingchuan half-squinted his eyes: "Oh, Blackwater City is short of immortals?"
"No shortage, no shortage, Lord He is enough in Blackwater City!" Liu Baobao said quickly, "What the hell are immortals? Legends are ethereal things that can only be written in storybooks. Who can lack it?"
He quickly changed the topic: "Then let's change to Mr. He's "Dingdao Mountain"?"
"Okay." His father's name was mentioned, how could He Lingchuan say no?
He leaned back and lay back on the soft couch with half-closed eyes. The middle-aged man waved away the attendants around him and then asked him in a low voice: "Are those nightmares again?"
"Scoff." He denied with a chuckle, "No!"
"How is that possible?" He Lingchuan emphasized his tone and said, "Uncle Hao, let's watch the show."
This sentence is redundant, but it fits his character. Uncle Hao, a middle-aged man, did not argue, just shut up and stood aside.
The famous actor's skill was so impressive that the audience applauded him. He Lingchuan watched for a while, then moved his eyes to the curl of smoke on the incense burner, and unconsciously fell into a trance again.
In fact, he is not He Lingchuan.
The real He Lingchuan is probably gone.
He is just a nobody from another world, an inexplicable replacement.
His daily life is to work an ordinary job in an ordinary unit and receive an ordinary salary. As a young man with strong vitality, he often feels uncomfortable, but secretly he
No matter how impassioned or harsh he is, as soon as he comes in front of others, he immediately wishes to have a peaceful time and regards peace as the most precious thing.
The harsh beatings of society can always turn people into the screws it wants.
At the time of the economic downturn, the company had already delayed wages for three months, but he could not boldly say, "I'm quitting the job, you guys can go to hell," and then leave.
How did you get here?
He couldn't tell. He just remembered that he wandered around the door of the restaurant two or three times that day, and finally he kindly went to take care of the stall business on the street corner. After all, in the winter, it was difficult to do business if it was exposed to the wind and cold.
"Boss, here are the pancakes, add more onions, more sauce...don't add eggs or meat...yes, don't add them either."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a car crash into the little girl on the side of the road. The driver panicked and drove faster.
The tragedy was right in front of him, but without even thinking, he did the bravest thing in his life:
He rushed forward and picked up the girl...
Thought he was hit by a car? No, not at all.
He was unharmed and returned the child to the couple who rushed up to him. He also gave the child a few words of instruction, telling her to "remember to look at the road more often" in the future, and then turned around.
Before he could take two steps, a flower pot fell from the sky and hit him on the head accurately.
So, he was sent here.
When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the bed with pain all over. The room was antique, and the people around me looked surprised. There was also a handsome middle-aged man with tears in his eyes, and his voice was excited: "Lingchuan, you are finally awake!"
He touched his head and found that he had become He Lingchuan, the eldest son of He Chunhua, the prefect of Qiansong County in Jinzhou, Yuan Kingdom.