Dachen Mountain is composed of two main islands, Upper Dachen Island and Lower Dachen Island, and hundreds of islands and reefs. It extends all over the ocean outside Taizhou Prefecture, Zhejiang Province. It reaches Zhoushan in the north and Fujian in the south. It can be reached by one tide. It is the only road between Zhejiang and Fujian.
It has always been a place occupied by sea pirates. The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty did not dare to ask questions, and the ships did not dare to arrive. Therefore, they did not respect the laws and established a kingdom of their own.
At the southern end of Dachen Island, there is a village composed of hundreds of stone houses. The outside of the village is surrounded by a fence. It is surrounded by mountains to the north, a bay to the south, and a tidal flat to the west. The afterglow of the setting sun casts a golden glow over it.
, there is an indescribable tranquility and tranquility. People who don’t know it must think that this is an ordinary island fishing village, but its true identity is a pirate lair.
In order to resist the invasion of wind and floods, most of the houses in the village are made of stone, with stone blocks as the base, stone strips as walls, and bricks pressed on the roof tiles, or heavy tube tiles are used to replace the tiles on the face. Because quarrying stone is not easy, the houses
They tend to be low, and the living rooms are very narrow, but every household has a large balcony for drying dried fish and other purposes.
There is a stone house in the north of the village, with a white cloth hanging on the lintel. People are coming and going at this time, with solemn expressions. Weeping and auspicious words are heard intermittently from the house. It can be seen that someone in this family has died and a funeral is being held.
Huang Chen's head was wrapped in white cloth and he was dressed in plain clothes. He knelt on the ground helplessly. Next to him, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and a sad expression thanked the mourners, with a blank look on her face.
Huang Chen clearly remembered that he came to Taizhou to attend a classmate's wedding. While he still had some free time, he, who loved photography, took a boat alone to Dachen Island outside the mouth of Taizhou Bay. When he climbed to the highest peak of Dachen Island, he was
He took a clear picture of Jiawu Rock, a strange rock in the sea. He risked climbing over the iron rope despite the dissuasion of tourists around him. Not wanting the mountain to become slippery after the wind and rain, he slipped and fell from the cliff. After a burst of severe pain, he lost consciousness.
However, the real horror had just begun. When he slowly woke up, he strangely found that his spirit had taken over the body of a young man in ancient costume. Before he could figure out the situation, a middle-aged woman involuntarily pulled him to kneel under the memorial tablet of the deceased.
Receiving an endless stream of mourners, the mourners all looked like ancient people and spoke thick local dialects.
A modern adult suddenly turned into an ancient boy. Was it time travel? Possession? Or even a dream? The most incredible thing in the world happened to him. Huang Chen's chest felt tight and he almost felt suffocated. He felt that he was about to die.
Crazy.
After being confused for a long time, Huang Chen's mood calmed down a little. He temporarily suppressed his panic, forced himself to calm down, immersed himself in his mind, and recalled carefully. Countless broken scenes suddenly appeared in his brain like a ball of paste, like a series of film and television clips.
, messy and difficult to piece together, but it is still not difficult to see that this is the life memory of the original owner of the body.
"The fifth year of Apocalypse... Dachen Mountain... pirates..."
Huang Chen's eyes immediately became dull and his mind went blank. How could he not know Tianqi, the predecessor of Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the famous carpenter emperor, and the famous faint emperor of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty has ruled the world for more than two hundred years, and now it is
The sun is declining and we are getting old. The Hou Jin Dynasty, which will be the Manchu Qing Dynasty in the future, is developing at an irresistible speed as a new force. It will be twenty years more from the day it enters the customs. A human life is worth less than a dog, and it is impossible to survive.
The era of great chaos is coming.
The owner of the body is also named Huang Chen. He has the same name as him, but he is a full ten years younger. He has just turned sixteen this year. He is taller and stronger than his peers. He is considered average among adults. Unfortunately, he is
Although he has a sound body, he does not have a sound character. The young men in the village often call him a turtle bastard to describe his cowardice, timidity and taciturnity.
In fact, the formation of his character is not without reason. It is related to the tragic experience of being abducted by human traffickers for half a year when he was nine years old. During that period, insults, punishments, and beatings were commonplace, leaving a terrible scar on his young mind.
Shadow. Although he was extremely lucky to escape from the prison and miraculously walked more than a thousand miles back home, from then on, he was instinctively afraid of contact with people, which is why he suffered from autism. He only practiced boxing and kicking hard every day.
Sticks to add to his extremely lacking sense of security...
The Huang family's ancestral home is in Suzhou. After Huang Ce, a scholar of the Song Dynasty, there have been several Jinshi scholars since the Ming Dynasty. When their ancestors' families were ruined, they moved to Hangzhou. Huang Chen's family of three originally lived in Hangzhou, so why did they live in Dachen Mountain as thieves?
He couldn't find it, and his memory was fragmented and incomplete. He only knew that Huang's father was a low-level pirate in the pirate village here. A few days ago, his ship was attacked and sunk by another group of pirates. Huang's father and dozens of people on the ship were all buried in the sea.
, no bones remain.
His early experience and upbringing environment were very special, so he had extraordinary feelings for his father. The moment he received the bad news, he not only lost his father, but also lost the only person who could protect him. He was so grief-stricken that he...
After letting go and following his father, Huang Chen's soul was given the opportunity to steal his body. As for why Huang Chen's soul traveled through time and space, perhaps only God knows the reason.
"Alas!" Huang Chen sighed heavily in his heart. He didn't know whether he was sighing about Huang Chen's misfortune in this life, or Huang Chen's misfortune in his previous life? Or both.
Time passed quickly like water. In the blink of an eye, the setting sun and the bright moon alternated. The mourners left one after another. Only mother and son were left in the house. Huang's mother, Mrs. Zhang, was still crying without stopping. Looking at her, Huang Chen was inexplicable.
I thought of my mother, and felt a pain in my heart. I was afraid that she would break down from crying, so I raised my sleeves and carefully wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
In his previous life, Huang Chen lived in a single-parent family. His father was just a strange and cold word to him. His mother raised him alone and provided him with a high-quality life. Unfortunately, he died of illness the year he was admitted to college.
Passed away. The moment when his mother closed her eyes was a painful memory that Huang Chen would never forget. For about two or three years, he was addicted to the Internet world all day long and refused to contact reality. It was not until he graduated from college that he slowly got rid of his decadence.
Get back on your feet.
Huang's mother, Mrs. Zhang, is the only family member in the world who depends on him for life. No matter in the past life or in this life, he does not want to see her sad and crying.
Zhang was startled for a moment, then she gradually stopped crying and looked at him blankly. Huang Chen had never done such careful actions before.
Huang Chen gently held her hand and said word by word: "Mom, don't worry, dad is gone, right? I'm still there."
Zhang's tears burst into her eyes again, this time they were tears of joy. She turned to look at her deceased husband's memorial tablet, and cried hoarsely: "Brother Jin, dad, can you see? Our brother Jin has finally grown up and become sensible.
Did you see it?"
"..." Huang Chen was silent.
Mrs. Zhang cried for a whole day and her body was almost exhausted. Huang Chen was worried that she would get seriously ill if she continued to endure it, so he helped her to bed half-forcedly. Mrs. Zhang lay flat on the bed and held on to his hand tightly and refused to let go.
, crying silently, now only her son can give her some comfort when she is in pain.
Ms. Zhang was indeed extremely tired, and she fell asleep soon after. However, even in her sleep, the pain of losing her husband continued to torment her. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted, tears occasionally overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she whispered softly.
Calling for her dead husband.
Huang Chen used the dim light to quietly stare at Ms. Zhang, who was sleeping very restlessly. She was only thirty-five years old this year. Overwork and lack of maintenance caused her to age prematurely. Her mother in her previous life was over 10 years old.
At forty, he looks much younger than her.
Huang Chen felt extremely confused about the future. He urgently needed a goal to make himself more motivated. It was obviously a good choice to let his grandmother have enough food and clothing to enjoy her old age.
Feeling that Mrs. Zhang had fallen asleep, Huang Chen carefully took out his hand and walked out of the house. The entire house of the Huang family consisted of three bedrooms, east, west, and north, separated by a kitchen corridor. Huang Chen opened the latch of the kitchen in the dark and came outside.
In the night sky, the moon is bright and the stars are shining.
Huang Chen took a deep breath of the fresh, salty air that was unique to the island fishing village, and then let it out for a long time, with an expression of relief on his face. The Huang family's stone house was low and narrow, and the air circulation was poor, so it had a rotten, musty smell and salty smell.
The pungent and choking smell mixed with the smell of fish, coupled with the sultry weather in June and summer, the air in the house was very turbid. In his previous life, Huang Chen always loved cleanliness and was only a hair away from mysophobia. It was almost unbearable. He even thought that modern
The bathroom smells ten, a hundred times better.
Huang Chen greedily sucked the air, and at the same time raised his eyes to look around. At this moment, most people in the village had fallen asleep, but some people had not turned off the lights. It was not difficult to guess that dozens of people in the village had died in this attack at sea.
, they must be attending a funeral just like his family. Although Huang Chen knew that we were at the beginning of troubled times, he had no more intuitive feeling or sense of anything, but the risks of the pirate profession were clearly visible from this. He might not be able to wait until troubled times come.
, he will follow in Huang's father's footsteps and die an unexpected death.
There was a soft sound of footsteps behind him. Huang Chen thought it was Mr. Zhang who had woken up from his dream, and turned around. Just as he was about to open his mouth to persuade, the words were squeezed into his throat and swallowed back. The person who came was not Mr. Zhang, but Mr. Zhang.
A girl. She is about the same age as Huang Chen, about fifteen or sixteen years old. She has an oval face that is a little pale, and her facial features are exquisite and beautiful. Especially a pair of eyes that are as clear and clean as a deer that can only be seen in children.
I was very impressed. I was wearing a green cloth shirt with large sleeves that was not old yet, and a green cloth skirt on the lower body. I had no ornaments on my head and my clothes were simple.
Only then did Huang Chen remember that he and his mother were not the only ones in the family, there was also her...