Then, Wang Lun woke up. Wang Lun turned over and sat up, and found that the place he was in now was no longer the room he had been in in Liangshan Mountain. The environment had changed a lot, and Du Qian and Song Wan also not here.
What the hell is going on? Where is that young man? Were you dreaming just now? Wang Lun cursed in his heart, could I have traveled through time again and entered this boy's body again? Why are they still worn together? You think I'm Chuan'er.
"You didn't travel through time this time." A voice said leisurely.
"Who?" Wang Lun was startled and looked around, only to find that he was the only one in the room.
"Who is talking to me?" Wang Lun asked.
"I'm Wang Lun." the voice asked.
"Wang Lun? Which Wang Lun? That Wang Lun on Liangshan Mountain?" Wang Lun asked: "Where are you?"
"Of course I'm with you." The voice said faintly.
"Be with me." Wang Lun pondered for a moment and said, "Didn't I time-travel into your body? Logically speaking, you should be a dead person so that I can time-travel into you. But you are dead, how can you still talk? Woolen cloth?"
"I am indeed dead," the voice sighed.
"Are you really a dead person?" Wang Lun immediately became wary and said cautiously: "You can still talk even if you are dead. Are you a ghost?"
"There are no ghosts in this world." The voice mocked and said, "Why are you, a modern person, still so superstitious? I'm not a ghost. I'm just not dead yet. There's still some consciousness left in my brain. Wait. If I die completely, these consciousnesses will naturally disappear."
Wang Lun has heard of this situation. Before a person is near death, there may be some residual memory and consciousness, and he can still carry out some ideological activities. However, with the complete death of brain tissue, these residual memories and consciousness are very difficult to control. It will disappear soon.
Knowing that this voice was just the remaining memory and consciousness of the dead ghost Wang Lun, Wang Lun felt relieved and asked: "Then what is the situation now? Didn't I travel through time in your body? I should be in Liangshan now. I Why did you come here, and what kind of place is this?"
"You don't have legs now, where can you run!" The dead ghost Wang Lun snorted and said: "My body, of course it will be your body soon, is still lying in the room on Liangshan Mountain. , the reason why you feel like you are in another place is just because you have entered my memory,
And this is my hometown, the place where I was born, of course in my memory, this is Dawangzhuang, the boy you saw just now was me when I was fourteen, and you are now when I was fourteen. in memory. "
"I don't want to stay in this memory. I think the body lying on the bed in Liangshan is better." Wang Lun reached out and touched the delicate face of the fourteen-year-old Wang Lun, but in his heart was the reluctance of the boss. , I really don’t want to waste time in this memory.
"You're already here, why are you in a hurry!" Wang Lun, the dead ghost, saw that Wang Lun was a little impatient and said: "Now that you have traveled through my body, you naturally have to understand my past, and this will also be your past. , from now on, our two lives will become one, integrated, regardless of each other.
Although I will eventually dissipate and disappear, and my body will be yours sooner or later, my unfinished mission must be shouldered by you. Don’t think about escaping responsibility, you can’t escape it. This great body of mine is I won't let you get it in vain. "
Tsk, when you disappear completely, your body will be mine. It’s not me who has the final say. Wang Lun’s face remained calm, but in his heart he was deeply disapproving. He secretly thought, you damn ghost, why do you talk so much nonsense? It’s so painful. Just give me your body as soon as possible. You are already dead, so you can die wherever you go. I finally crossed over and am still waiting to start a new life journey. How can I have time to understand your past?
"Don't go too far, but you took the initiative to travel into my body, and I didn't invite you." The dead ghost Wang Lun suddenly became angry, and his tone became serious, and he said loudly: "I don't know what you are thinking. I know that you are in my memory now, I have not completely disappeared, I know every move in your head clearly, can you pay more attention to your thought activities?"
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Wang Lun was startled.
"Of course I know." The dead ghost Wang Lun sneered: "Don't forget, we are still sharing the same body. These memories are mine. This is my home court. Now your consciousness is intertwined in my memory. How can I know what you are thinking!"
"Then why don't I know what you are thinking?" Wang Lun was still a little unconvinced.
"You don't need to know, anyway, these memories will be yours from now on." The dead ghost Wang Lun suddenly sighed, appearing very reluctant, but still said: "I don't want to argue with you about this. Some things are not yours now. It’s so simple to think about it, and slowly you will understand that my time is running out, now you just need to listen to me honestly, I want to tell you something important.”
"Okay, okay, go ahead, I'm all ears." Now that we were on someone else's territory, Wang Lun could only agree reluctantly.
"Actually, I don't know why you came to this day in my memory." The dead ghost Wang Lun was silent for a while, and finally said: "But this day is indeed a special day. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now it has arrived. At midnight, a moment later, something big will happen here that will change my life, and of course yours.
At this time, Dawangzhuang, where we are located, is located on the border of Song and Liao, the northern suburbs of Damingfu in Hebei during the Song Dynasty, at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, and only a hundred miles away from Damingfu City in the south. The century-old peace between Song and Liao made the border area of Song and Liao prosperous. , especially in the Daming area of Hebei, countless people from the Song and Liao Dynasties gathered on the border. Relying on mutual trade, the people lived a prosperous and peaceful life.
My father, also your father, Wang Kuoda, the current owner of Dawangzhuang, took advantage of Dawangzhuang's proximity to the border of Song and Liao to open a mutual market for merchants from Song and Liao to trade, and then collected taxes and profits from it, plus thousands of dollars outside the village. With the land rent of acres of fertile land, Dawangzhuang can be said to be making money every day. It has already become the leading wealthy family north of the Yellow River in the Song Dynasty.
Our father was not only a rich man, but also a famous warrior in the northern part of the Song Dynasty. He dominated the martial arts world with his sword, spear, and palm. He was also the most advanced in swordsmanship. He was the top master in the martial arts world and enjoyed a hundred victories. The reputation of the King of Swords.
Hebei Dawangzhuang is a well-known martial arts family. Together with Tangmen in Central Sichuan, Zhuge Mansion in Jiangnan, and Wuyang City in Donghai, it is also known as the four major martial arts families. I am the eldest son of the Wang family, named Lun, courtesy name Boren, and there are others in my family below me. Four brothers and one sister.
I have studied literature and martial arts with my parents since I was a child, and I am not bragging. No matter what kind of knowledge or skill I learn, I can master it in a short time, and I can draw inferences from one instance to other cases. When I was fourteen years old, I had passed down the family tradition. He has reached the fourth level of his inner strength and mind method, the Qiankun Hunyuan Gong. He has advanced quickly and mastered it early. He is actually the first person in the Wang family in a hundred years.
Although due to my age, I am not yet able to comprehend everything I have learned and reach the highest level, but I am already far ahead among my peers in my family. In addition, I am good at poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I am very good at dealing with people. , knowledge and conversation are the best choice. The elders of the family all lamented that my talent is of a high level that is rarely seen in the world. In time, I will become a great person and my achievements will be immeasurable. It is really a blessing for the Wang family.
My father was even more pleased. Every time a guest came to visit, I would accompany him. Although my father never said a word of praise, I knew that my father had already placed all his trust in me for the future of the Wang family. "
Wang Lun has seen people who can brag, but he has never seen such a shameless guy. He just praised himself as a flower. Wang Lun really wanted to go up and give this damn ghost Wang Lun a few big mouths to shut up this guy, but he Feeling that there was no need to argue with a dead person, he casually said, "Well, well, everything you said is right."
"You still don't believe it." How could the dead ghost Wang Lun not know what Wang Lun was thinking? He laughed and said: "What I say now sounds like telling someone else's story to you. That's because now You haven’t completely inherited my memory, and you still don’t feel that this is your life. Once you completely integrate my memory, you will know whether what I said is true or false.”
"Okay, you continue." Wang Lun could only continue to listen patiently.
"If life can continue on its original track, in a few years, a generation of heroic masters will definitely be born here." Wang Lun almost vomited after hearing this, but Wang Lun was not embarrassed at all. Performance.
The dead ghost Wang Lun talked eloquently and continued: "But all the beauty will come to an abrupt end today, on this Mid-Autumn Festival night. This year's autumn trade has just ended, and most merchants from all over the country have returned to their hometowns to celebrate the festival. Dawangzhuang also rarely became quiet.
There was a big banquet in the village, where the clan members and disciples of the villagers were invited to watch the moon and drink wine together. More than fifty tables were set up for the banquet, with delicacies from the mountains and seas, fine wines and fine wines. There was a lot of fun, guessing games, drinking, singing and dancing, and it was very lively until the moon was high in the sky. The third watch has passed, everyone is very drunk, and then they gradually disperse, the lights are gradually extinguished, the sound of people has disappeared, and the Mid-Autumn Festival night is about to be spent in peace. "
It was so annoying that Wang Lun couldn't listen anymore, so he said: "That's it. For the sake of traveling through time and using your body, I listened patiently for a long time. I was confused after listening to it. What are you going to do? what did you say?"
"The foreplay is indeed a bit long." The dead ghost Wang Lun finally seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He coughed and said: "The important part is coming soon. The moment that will change the fate of your life and mine is coming. You have to Be prepared for the experience to be uncomfortable."
"Okay, I understand." Wang Lun said obviously impatiently: "Hurry up and tell me, what happened?"
