Chapter 1

Wen Jiuyi felt that he was still a good man. Even if he didn't have the money to help the old man who fell down, he could at least give him a seat from time to time when he took the bus.

Well, it's not a very good person. At least it's an ordinary person who won't do any harm to the world.

So no matter what, he couldn't understand why such a harmless self would be attacked by heaven.

What happened?

It starts with Wen's 24th birthday.

Old people often say that there will be a disaster in the year of Benming, but Wen Jiugen, who has been educated in feudal superstition for so many years, didn't take it seriously.

Because of the early death of his parents, his grandparents who brought him up died one after another in high school. Wen Jiu actually had no idea about his birthday. If the mailbox had not sent him a birthday wish when he was in kaiqiu, he even forgot that it was his birthday.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether you remember your birthday or not. The most important thing is that Wen Jiu stabbed a certain novel website the day before and successfully jumped into the pit of immortal Xia, the second younger martial brother of the protagonist named Wen Jiu. After watching it all night, he found that the plot entered the high level again! When the protagonist of the tide is about to stand on the top of the world with his golden finger and collect all the beauties in the world, the article stops abruptly, and the author asks for a week's leave.

Wen Jiu looked at the latest update date, which was that night.

When I read the article, I felt that I couldn't feel better. When I realized that I couldn't see the next chapter until a week later, I turned into an old blood choking in my heart.

The author is your bear. I'll see it again in a week. Who can remember that you wrote a Mao in front of you?

This is not the general drowsiness, just like you are watching the island action, love movies and cool, when the cool to the extreme and want to body size, you suddenly find yourself withered. The feeling of holding back is not clearly described by words.

In a word, Wen Jiu, who was not in the mood to sleep even if he didn't have a night's sleep, first sent a hundred word reminder in the comment area, then looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, 6:30 Beijing time, and watched the big pit all night. Now it's breakfast time.

He raised his hand and rubbed his face twice. He felt that he was almost sober. Wen Jiu planned to go out to eat a legendary breakfast that he had not eaten since he graduated from university and became a yard farmer.

At this time, it was midsummer, and his city was in the south. In summer, it rained almost every day, and he couldn't expect several sunny days.

It was a good day. When I went out, I found that the sun was shining in the East, and the sky was blue. A few thick white clouds gathered together and looked beautiful.

Good weather can also make people feel better. Wen Jiu looks down at the sky and picks up slightly. He feels that the old blood just blocked in his heart seems to have dissipated a little.

In addition to falling into the pit, everything looks pretty good, but I didn't think that at this time, there was no sign of lightning in the sky, straight at Wen Jiu. Without time to look up, he was hit by the lightning in the exclamation of people around him, leaving only a lump of slag.

He was cut to pieces. The boring people standing around him were stunned for a while, and then they rushed up to wail and sigh around the ground with a pinch of black ash and a burnt smell after Wen Jiu disappeared.

An old woman with a silver head and a bent back leaning on a crutch stood in the innermost layer of the crowd, staring at the lump of ash on the ground, shaking her head and chanting: "what a sin this child has done, it can kill people even from the blue, tut tut..."

If Wen Jiu could hear this sentence, he would risk speaking too loud and frightening the old man to lose money. He would yell at the old lady, "you've done too much evil!", But now he has become a lump of ash, and he has no chance to hear these words.

I don't know how long later, Wen Jiu suddenly feels as if someone is talking to him, and it seems that he is more than one person.

He couldn't hear exactly what he said, but now that he felt that all his organs were misplaced, he only felt that the people who spoke had mixed voices and the people who listened were annoyed.

Some fidgety frown, smell nine efforts to open their eyes. But it's not the imagined ceiling or hospital ward. Instead, it's the wooden boards with thick and thin thighs that make up the roof. So I've come to the cabin I've only heard of and never seen in the legend?

No, how can he remember being struck by thunder before?

With all sorts of doubts, before Wen Jiu had time to look at the place where the voice had just spoken, he heard a clear and pleasant female voice coming from his ear and said, "are you awake, second elder martial brother? The master also said that you would not wake up this time. I was scared to death. "

Wen Jiu, who has been following the popular versions of journey to the West on various CCTV channels since childhood, had a short circuit in his mind for a moment when he heard this sentence. He didn't pay much attention to what the woman said in the second half of the sentence. He just said "you are the second elder martial brother" in a conditioned response.

When he spoke, he found that there was something wrong with what he said.

Turn your eyes to the bed.

A girl in an ancient blue dress squatted on the edge of the bed, holding her hands on the edge of the bed, staring at Wen Jiu with a special grievance, as if Wen Jiu had just done something harmful.

My sister is very beautiful. At least in Wen Jiu's opinion, she is one of the best beauties he has seen since he lived for so many years. She just looks a little younger, maybe a junior high school student. Wen Jiu, who admitted that she had no paedophile, began to feel a little confused after being stared at for a while.

Just as Wen Jiu was worried about whether he had to say something to warm up the scene, another female voice that sounded good but was much softer and more stable than the girl's voice just now began to ring out. She said, "my God, your elder martial brother just woke up. Don't disturb him. Go out first and wait. Master will help you see the situation."

Looking for a voice, I saw that she was a royal elder sister in a yellow dress. Her appearance was absolutely good, and she had more mature temperament than the girl before. She saw and heard nine and looked at it, then she rushed to smell nine micro smile, the whole person revealed a very comfortable atmosphere.

Next to the woman, there was a man who was mainly white and had a long black dress on his collar and sleeve. He was about twenty years old and his hair was tied behind him. He held a handle of whisk in his hand and frowned at Wen Jiu with a cold face. He said nothing.

Wen Jiu doesn't understand where these people who seem to be very familiar with him come from, and he doesn't dare to ask. In this case, he is either crossing or entering a neurologist's home. He is afraid that if he says something wrong, he will be killed directly by the three.

No matter how kind these three people look, they have to be on guard. Moreover, the man who hasn't spoken all the time doesn't look very kind, so we can't relax casually.

Wen Jiu silently swallowed his mouth, a little worried about his future.

The girl who had been lying by his bed pouted at her as if she wanted to be coquettish after listening to the adult woman's words. After the adult woman frowned and said she didn't accept coquettish, she arched her hands and made an ancient ritual that Wen Jiu felt like she had seen in an ancient costume TV series and said, "yes, master. The day went out first He turned and went out of the door.

And the man who had not opened his mouth before also saluted the Royal elder sister after the girl went out and said: "master, then I..."

"Well, you can go out, too." Before he finished, the woman nodded at him and interrupted, "if there's something wrong with your younger martial brother, I'll call you."

"Yes." The man didn't talk much. He was still indifferent. He saluted the woman again, then turned around and went out with the girl.

After the two left, the woman moved a chair to the bedside. First, she raised her hand to stop Wen Jiu, who was going to get up. Then she put her hand on Wen Jiu's forehead for a few seconds as if to measure her temperature. She put her hand on Wen Jiu's right wrist to feel her pulse. It seemed that Wen Jiu was OK. Then she sat on the chair and asked, "Xiao Jiu, There's something wrong with the way you look at us. Can you tell the master what happened? "

This girl seems to have no mental problems, and she should not appear in this kind of all wood house mixed with local pride after being struck by thunder. Then there's only one problem - he seems to have crossed.

After drawing this conclusion in mind, Wen Jiu stared at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, i... I can't remember."

That woman hears nine say so, complexion is a bit surprised also have no. Instead, he nodded and laughed with some relief that Wen Jiu couldn't understand. He murmured in a low voice like a soliloquy: "it's ok if you don't remember." Then he looked back at Wen Jiu's eyes and said to him seriously, "since Jiu Er doesn't remember, I'll introduce myself to you again. My name is Lilo. I'm your former maste