Open your eyes, close your eyes, open your eyes again.
Nan Yi, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be looking at the wooden beams, but in fact he was looking at a screen of light that only existed in his consciousness.
[Name: Nan Yi. 】
[Zi type: living beings. 】
[History: A native of Dali Dynasty - Chu County - Nanshan County - Nanshi Village; a student of Wuxiang Academy - Nanshan Academy. 】
[Birth age: Sixteen and four months old. 】
[Shouyuan: more than ninety-nine years old. 】
[Talent: Dong Zhen. 】
[Status: Extremely weak. 】
This light curtain, which looks like a game panel, does not come from the system, but from Nan Yi's talent "Dong Zhen".
When Nan Yi woke up, he found that he had traveled through time at some point, and that he also had the talent of "Dong Zhen" and could analyze some information flows.
This is a very practical ability - if you are in the world of mortals cultivating immortals.
Unfortunately, the style of painting in this world is similar to that of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. It seems to place a lot of emphasis on commandments and taboos. Even the talent of "Deep Truth" comes with the price of "not being able to tell lies and deliberately deceiving others."
And I don't have a golden finger that can exempt me from paying the price and allow me to have unlimited prostitution.
Nan Yi had mixed feelings about this.
He has a car, a house, and no mortgage in Blue Star, and he doesn’t need to provide for old age or marry a wife or provide for children. Although he is pregnant with cancer, it is only in the middle stage. He usually lives a good life by himself and travels around many game worlds and novels every day. The world, I don’t want to cross at all.
As a result, I was confused and traveled through time as soon as I woke up.
It’s just time travel. Thinking on the bright side, at least I won't be tortured to death by cancer.
If he were to travel to the world of ordinary immortal cultivators and add some golden fingers, Nan Yi had read novels for so many years and felt that he would be fine if he fell in love with him.
But the problem is, now there is no golden finger, no system, just the "Dongzhen" talent inherited from the original body, not to mention the price and restrictions, still being a poor scholar in the strange world of Liaozhai, which really makes Nan Yi feel... panic.
The number one rule in the world of gods and tricks is that the more you know, the more dangerous it becomes.
The default plot of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio is that a poor scholar has a lot of things to do, and he can attract monsters by doing nothing.
Nan Yi's original body had an encounter with a mysterious and mysterious being, and he awakened his innate supernatural powers.
After awakening the talent of "Dongzhen", just because he raised his head and glanced at the sun, his consciousness collapsed and he died immediately.
After receiving the memory and figuring out the cause of his original death, Nan Yi felt that this life was too dangerous, but Blue Star Tianxia was still friendly to others.
His original surname was Minami. By chance, he awakened the talent of "Dongzhen" and understood its effect. He walked to the door of the dormitory with unbearable excitement and high spirits, held his head high and stepped out of the door with his left foot first. .
Then, his gaze swept across the sun, and the "Dongzhen" talent took effect, and he began to passively analyze the sun.
Immediately afterwards, before the original person could step out of the room with his right foot, the information flow that suddenly exploded in his mind was so violent that it directly overwhelmed the original person's consciousness.
It turns out that, unlike the Blue Star, the sun in this world actually consists of a majestic being named "Yang God". His Taoist body transformed into the sun, standing high in the center of the sky and shining brightly in all directions.
Ordinary people would not get into trouble if they swept across the sun, but the original talent of "Dong Zhen" takes effect passively. If they try to analyze the sun, they will end up getting burned and will destroy themselves.
In addition to the unencrypted information that the sun was successfully learned to be the phantom body of the "Yang God", the remaining information flow that could not be parsed was like a ball of blazing flames, directly burning away the original consciousness and disintegrating the true spirit.
After the original body died suddenly, Nan Yi, whose soul traveled through and inherited the talent of "Dongzhen", was terrified, fearing that he would accidentally follow in the footsteps of his original body and be inexplicably exposed because he saw things he shouldn't have seen and knew things he shouldn't know. shoot.
He quickly mentally restricted the effect of the "Dong Zhen" talent: when the passive was in effect, he no longer directly tried to analyze it, but first tried to determine the corresponding level of the obtained information; if the level was higher than the "Dong Zhen" talent, he would immediately Discarded without forcing a parsing attempt.
Fortunately, the innate magical powers in this world can really move according to the heart, like an arm and a finger. Not only can people instantly understand the effects of magical powers, but even the degree of specific effects can be adjusted and limited at will.
Nan Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief after limiting the passive effect of the "Dong Zhen" talent.
In this way, at least you don't have to worry about suddenly dying suddenly because of "what are you looking at" while walking on the road.
Then, Nan Yi's attention shifted from what he experienced before his death to his current situation after his death.
The original Nan Yi died suddenly after looking at the sun while preparing to go out. But his sudden death was more of a sudden death on the level of consciousness. His consciousness was crushed by the incomprehensible information, and then the true spirit was disintegrated.
If we apply what Nan Yi said in his previous life, it's like the original Nan Yi's sanity returned to zero at an extremely fast speed. As soon as he started to go crazy, he immediately became a vegetative state and fell down.
In the eyes of others, Nan Yiyuan looked like he was suffering from epilepsy. After a period of convulsions and convulsions, he fell to the ground frothing and fainted.
Other students from Nanshan Academy heard the commotion and rushed over. When they saw the situation, they immediately sent the "unconscious" Nan Yi to the hospital.
When Nan Yi traveled through time and opened his eyes, he had been lying on the bed in the hospital for a long time.
However, due to his extremely weak physical condition, it was difficult for Nan Yi to get up. For a while, he could only lie weakly on the bed, silently receiving the memories of his original body.
He accepted the fact of time travel with mixed emotions, and reluctantly comforted himself with the fact that although this world was dangerous, at least he was free from cancer.
Just when Nan Yi was about to think about how he should lead a new life in the future, he suddenly heard footsteps. It seemed that someone was walking from the front hall of the hospital to the ward in the backyard.
Nan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: It seems that the awakening of his innate supernatural powers has also strengthened the five senses to some extent?
Thoughts suddenly arose, and Nan Yi suppressed them immediately, focusing only on the outside of the room. Since the door to the ward was open, he could no longer close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, so he turned his head slightly and looked outside the room.
The person who came was wearing a green shirt, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he was Nan Yi's former classmate in Nanshan Academy, named Song Zhong.
Song Zhong entered the ward holding a bowl of steaming medicinal soup. Seeing that Nan Yi had woken up, he immediately said with a smile: "Brother Nan is awake? Just in time, it's time to take medicine."
Nan Yi was originally born as a villager in Nanshi Village. He was given a cheap name and was called Nan Yi, which was quite similar to the name "Nan Yi".
However, in the memory of the original person, he and Song Zhong were not very close in the past. When they met on the road, they usually just nodded their heads to greet each other.
Unexpectedly, after the original body fell and fainted, it was Song Zhong who sent the original body to the hospital for care.
Song Zhong sat down on the small stool next to the hospital bed, holding the medicine bowl and said: "Brother Nan, I have asked clearly. The medical officer said that you mainly eat too simple, your body is weak and your energy is weak, and you cannot make ends meet; and recently, you have been unable to make ends meet. Perhaps he worked too hard while studying and was mentally exhausted, leading to a sudden epilepsy."
"I specially asked the medical officer to prescribe medicine for you. It will nourish your energy, energy and spirit at the same time, so you can feel at ease and calm. You only need to rest for a few days and you will be back to your original state."
Song Zhong raised the steaming medicinal soup and signaled to Nan Yi that he was ready to take it.
Nan Yi looked at the medicinal soup and activated "Dongzhen".
[Aspirational name: Buqi Yishen Powder. 】
[Zhi category: ordinary things. 】
[Chronicle: A top-grade common medicinal decoction made from medicinal herbs such as blood-activating grass, purple blue root, requiem grass, and red ginseng whiskers, can nourish qi and blood, nourish the spirit, and help people fall asleep. 】
Indeed, as Song Zhong said, this medicinal soup is symptomatic of Nan Yi's current physical condition, and does not contain any ingredients with suspicious medicinal properties.
But Nan Yi's face didn't look good. Because medicines are quite expensive in this world, and they cannot be easily prescribed.
"May I ask Brother Song, how much does this medicinal soup cost?"
It was the first time he spoke with the pronunciation of the language of this world. Nan Yi was a little hoarse and stumbled when asking questions.
But this stumbling, considering the original family background, is quite appropriate.
"Ten copper coins." Song Zhong sighed lightly, "I know that Brother Nan is short of money, so I have already paid for the medicine in advance for Brother Nan. When Brother Nan has some spare money, I can pay it back to Song."
In the Dali Dynasty, copper coins were divided into small coins and large coins. Small coins are commonly used literary coins among the people, while large coins are called copper coins, also known as Ping'an Tongbao.
One copper dollar is equivalent to a hundred coins. Ten copper coins are equivalent to a thousand coins.
Nan Yi, who was originally from Nanshan County, was so malnourished that he ate braised vegetables and still had to spend at least five yuan a month.
In other words, this bowl of medicinal soup alone is worth two months of expenses.
The most important thing is that since the New Year will be coming soon, the money that I took away from home at the beginning of the year is not much left. At this time, he only had a total of more than three hundred coins left on him, and he could not afford the medicine.
Nan Yi looked up at Song Zhong and forced a smile: "This is really troublesome for you, Brother Song."
"No trouble, no trouble. We are students in the same school and helping each other is just what we should do." After Song Zhong finished speaking, seeing that Nan Yi's limbs were still weak, he lifted Nan Yi up and half leaned on the bedside and fed her with his own hands. Nan Yi drank the medicinal soup.
Nan Yi lowered his eyes and drank the medicine, sighing in his heart: "Oh, traveling to another world, I owe medicine money and favor debts at the beginning, as if I inherited the Huabei bill from the original person."
He could roughly guess Song Zhong's thoughts. As the annual exam was approaching, he intended to establish a good relationship with the original person and make the original person owe favors.
In more than half a month, it will be the New Year. Before the New Year, Nanshan Academy will conduct a yearly examination.
Those who rank first in the annual examination will receive a recommendation letter from Nanshan School recommending them to Nantian College for further study.
By analogy, it is equivalent to Nan Yi's previous life, Tianxia, in the 1970s and 1980s, when he was recommended by high school to a provincial university.
Originally, among the students at Nanshan Academy, Nan Yi and Song Zhong were the most outstanding, and they were indistinguishable. It was hard to say who would get this year's recommendation letter.
But now, Song Zhong owes the original person a favor by paying for the medicine in advance.
Of course, Song Zhong was probably just thinking about building a good relationship. Even if Nan Yi came out on top in the future, he could still get close to each other and move around more, so that he would not lose the investment in favors.
But Nan Yi was a bystander and thought to himself, if he had a sensitive and low self-esteem but strong-willed temperament, and owed Song Zhong such a sum of money for medicine, he would definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.
However, things have changed and people have changed. Song Zhong is still Song Zhong, but Nan Yi is no longer Nan Yi.
He will still acknowledge Song Zhong's love and acknowledge the "Huabei bill" owed by his original self, but Nan Yi, who has an alienated and rational mentality in time travel and is much thicker-skinned than his original Nan Yi, is not in a hurry to pay off the debt. .
How to repay debt is also a science.
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