Chapter 1

5 a.m. to 7 a.m..

Push aside the green and luxuriant branches, and look down at the clean stream under your feet, in which a slender young figure is faintly reflected.

"Where is this?"

The boy lowered his body and wiped his face with a handful of stream water in his hands. His face was soaked with a deep cold feeling, and his mind was much clearer for a time.

This mountain stream has a sunny face and is not affected by the sunshine all the year round, so this clear stream will be so cool.

Bang!

Without warning, a loud bell rang all over the mountains.

The boy reluctantly stood up, and waves of powerlessness invaded him, almost making him fall into a narrow stream.

Bowed his head and looked at himself carefully. The dark brocade robe made of silk has been hung out by branches with many damages. The dark long hair has lost the bondage of the hairpin, and the handsome and white cheeks hang down in disorder.

"My name is Ji..."

The teenager frowned, barely remembering his surname, but a sharp pain like a needle came from the center of his eyebrow, which made his memory, which had just had a clue, fall into chaos again.

Bang!

The second bell rang again, but it was much sharper than before, and there was a faint sense of strangeness, which made people shiver.

The boy squatted down and dipped his head directly into the clear stream.

After a few breaths, he looked up from the cool stream, and the sharp pain in the middle of his eyebrows had been relieved a lot.

Stretching out his sleeve robe and casually wiping a handful of drops of water on his face, he fell down on the Bank of the stream and breathed a sigh of relief.

Bang!

The third bell rang all over the mountains!

The shrill and venomous hissing sound with the bell directly passed into the deepest part of his mind through his ears, making the boy subconsciously shiver.

"What on earth is this sound? The bells of ordinary mountain temples will never be so strange."

Before the murmur fell, there were two continuous translucent sound waves from a distance, which directly lifted the boy several feet away, and made him hit a towering rock.

Blood spattered.

After a few breaths, the boy reluctantly sat up and shook his hand and touched his left forehead. There came a burst of tearing pain.

The blood flowed down his cheek, and the pain from the wound almost made him faint directly.

But when he looked up and saw the third translucent bell sound wave pattern slowly spreading from the high mountain, he had no time to hesitate, rolled over with all his strength, and directly rolled into the narrow and deep mountain stream on his side.

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A moment later, the more violent sound waves swept across, the earth shook, the rubble collapsed and splashed, and even the stream was cut off.

……

Tick.

"My name is... Ji yuenian."

The boy raised his head and looked at the intermittent drops of water between the cracks in the rock. Most of his face was covered with blood scabs that had not completely solidified.

He finally remembered his name in his little memory.

Ji yuenian leaned on the wet rocks at the bottom of the stream and slowly relaxed. The wound on the forehead was shocking, and even the flesh and blood rolled out. At first glance, it looked ferocious.

Looking around for a week, Ji yuenian realized that this place was a dead end, and the Jiankou that had just rolled down was already blocked by dense rocks.

Slightly shook his head, lowered his body, picked up a handful of cold stream water in the sunken stone depression and wiped his face.

After cleaning up the blood stains on her face a little, regardless of the cold and damp here, Ji yuenian sat down directly in the dark and narrow mountain stream and closed her eyes.

His physical strength is too scarce. Only after resting and barely recovering, can he try to push away these blocked rocks.

I don't know how long it took, the skylight revealed in the crevices of the rocks has completely disappeared, and it was late at night.

With some effort, she opened her eyes, and Ji yuenian woke up from her deep sleep. What came into her eyes was a hopeless silence and darkness.

His mouth was as dry as fire, and he stretched out his hands in the dark to feel the rock in front of him.

After touching it for a while, Ji yuenian felt the stone hollow with a little stream left. She picked up a handful of cold stream and sent it to the entrance, and gradually wetted her lips and teeth.

"This place is so humid and gloomy. If you can't escape in a short time, I'm afraid you'll really die in this mountain stream."

Ji yuenian's thoughts flowed, and she tried to recall those memories that had been forgotten again, but it was still the more intense needle pricking pain in her heart that responded to him.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew across my face.

Ji yuenian was trying to endure the pain in her eyebrows. At this time, she was suddenly stunned, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

This place has been blocked by rubble, leaving only a few extremely small cracks. How can there be such a strong wind!?

The light halo gradually filled the mountain stream, dispersing all the deep darkness. Ji yuenian could already be very clearly aware that there was a very cool breath behind him at some time.

"Who is it!?"

Calm down, she was a little flustered. Ji yuenian suddenly turned her head and saw a beautiful girl in a snow-white dress.

The girl stood in the air with her slender white feet bare, her dark long hair hung down to her waist, her snow-white skirt was suffused with a light moonlight glow, her delicate little face was picturesque, and the ground was extremely beautiful.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Ji yuenian carefully. The smile on her face bloomed like the melting of ice and snow, and even made the dark and cold mountain stream seem to be filled with a little warmth that does not exist in essence.

But the next moment, the pupil of Ji yuenian suddenly contracted.

The purplish lips of the girl in white have been stretched to the limit, but she is still splitting away towards her ears. After a few breaths, her beautiful little face has completely turned into a horrible strange face with only ferocious mouthparts!

"What a fresh stranger."

The hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the wriggling mouthparts on the girl's face, and bursts of cold breath invaded, washing Ji yuenian down from head to foot, even thousands of times colder than the stream under her feet.