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Chapter 1: The dove occupies the magpie's nest

It was very dark, and the suddenly converging dark clouds covered the entire sky like a thick barrier, and faint thunder began to approach from the distant sky.

Although it is the rainy season in the middle of summer, thunderstorms like today's are still rare.

"Boom ......" suddenly exploded with a thunderclap, the wind and clouds were surging, and a blue-white electric light suddenly crossed the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, illuminating a snow-white in front of him.

The next moment, the raindrops of beans came together. Almost in the blink of an eye, the whole world was plunged into a cloud of steam, and when the dense raindrops poured down the open windows into the room, the person who had been motionless on the bed finally woke up in the deepest "dream".

Wang Yue sat up from the bed suddenly, his eyes were wide open, panting, his hands were clenched into fists, and the muscles up and down his body were almost stretched into a line, because the force was too strong to carry the bones and joints at the same time There was a fine and rapid clicking sound.

"Hell, damn it, I remembered the old days again......!"

A cool breeze blew in his face, and the splashing raindrops crackled and fell on his face, which made Wang Yue's whole person feel refreshed, and he stayed for a while, only then did he realize where he was, he couldn't help grinning, and his tense muscles slowly loosened.

He didn't turn on the light, so he walked barefoot to the window, and let the rain pour down on his body, and suddenly, his clothes were drenched, and his mood suddenly calmed down like a fire.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the feeling of the teenager in the mirror is young and immature, strange but familiar. A figure of more than one meter and seventy, not tall or short, with dark eyebrows and narrow corners, although not handsome, but very delicate, very clean and refreshing.

It's just a fly in the ointment, the "former owner" of this body seems to be a person who doesn't like to exercise much, the muscles on the body are loose and slack, soft and light, but just two or three seconds of unconscious tense muscles, and immediately after relaxation, there is a sudden soreness like a tide. Fortunately, in the end, he is still young, and the musculoskeletal is not completely shaped, so it is not difficult to correct it.

The world outside the window has become a "Ze country", the raindrops are falling, like someone has made a big "hole" in the sky, gathering into a stream, like the heavenly river hanging upside down, and from time to time there are electric flashes, cold and thunderbolts, shaking the glass windows are rattling.

The rain flowed down the fibers of his clothes and pants to the floor, and Wang Yue stood on the balcony, his eyes wandering, without any focus, as if with the heavier and heavier rain, his whole person was immersed in a deep memory.

Countless images and characters poured into my mind, and the intricateness of right and wrong was intertwined, and gradually all of them became real again, and all kinds of things in the past flashed in front of me like a marquee.

When he was young, his hometown father, childhood sweetheart, the spirit of his youth, wanton, and the blood and tears of adulthood, in the end, all of them were fixed on a green and quiet seven-foot ancient sword, if it weren't for this sword, he might still be nested in the lair of the "Wansha Alliance", being his high-ranking ninth-order "Great Nian Master".

He wants to regret it, but where can he find regret medicine in this world?

I thought that when a person died, he was a hundred, and he didn't want to pass through the black hole for a moment, so he was actually asked to "live" again in another way.

In the black hole that even the sun can devour and the light cannot escape, cold, dark, painful, all visible, invisible, even thoughts and spirits are crushed and fused by the tremendous force, and turned into an ignorant chaos, which should have been the final end of life.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

But I don't know when, his spiritual core began to awaken, relying on instinct, devouring the free energy, in the confusion, I vaguely saw that his whole person seemed to be attached to that sword, ups and downs, like a small boat wandering in a black hole.

I don't know how much "time" has passed, sometimes his consciousness wakes up, sometimes he falls asleep, relying on that ancient sword that I don't know what age it is, the power of the black hole seems to have completely lost its due effect on this sword, until one day he finally recovers a complete "thought" in the spiritual core.

But at that time, roughly "hundreds of years" had passed since he came in.

The mind slowly settles down, and the consciousness is completely clear, which is only the first step to start over, chaotic, and I don't know how to go up and down. Lost the shackles of the body, but brought the eternity of the spirit!

Although in some theories, black holes are the greatest mystery related to the creation of the universe, but that is only conjecture, when you really step here, you understand that what you cared about and longed for in the past is originally a void.

A lot of things, from a different perspective, at a different time and place, and then look back and think about it, that's what happened. Even if it is a matter of life and death, as long as you can see it, it is far less difficult than you imagined. However, if you die like this, you will inevitably have a kind of regret, if you don't touch that sword, the result of that qiē will naturally be different.

Perhaps there is really a great will that transcends the qiē in the dark, so the "accident" is born, and suddenly "one day", the chaos and turmoil collapse, and the space begins to be superimposed layer by layer, infinite superposition, as if a piece of paper is constantly folded in half, and finally forms a point, a singularity that is infinitely close to nothingness but really exists.

The mass of this singularity is infinite, the density is infinite, the volume is infinitely small, and the law of time and space is silently destroyed, reorganized, then accumulated, brewed in front of it, and finally it is just an instant, this singularity that has passed through a huge black hole through an unknown distance "exploded".

(To be clear, in fact, there is no concept of time in black holes, and the black hole time that appears here is only for the convenience of description.) ）

Just like the reasoning of some genius physicists thousands of years ago, this explosion, silently, swept from one point to the entire void, and countless matter and energy were ejected in the degree of light, including the sword he contained, of course. In it, he could only feel a beam of light, an endless light.

When the light slowly faded away, a long journey awaited him. The darkness that seems to never end, the natural slumber of the Lord's consciousness, awakening, then sleeping, and awakening again, all memories are completely unchanging darkness and distant twinkling stars.......

I don't know how long it took, maybe a year, maybe a thousand years, just when he was completely numb, finally one day when he woke up again, a flood of memories flooded him.

Obviously, this world is also taking the road of scientific and technological civilization, but the exhibition is obviously still a little "lagging behind", roughly like the "fifties and sixties" in the history of the earth, the industrial exhibition is just starting, although there should be, airplanes, automobiles, televisions, computers, all kinds of gunpowder lethal weapons are also a lot. However, these are far from the process of breaking through the "planet", and the ability of scientific and technological innovation can only be limited to the thick atmosphere for the time being.

Fortunately, the only thing that makes Wang Yue feel a little relieved in this world is that even if he changes his identity as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, his name is still called "Wang Yue", and nothing has changed. And here, his eyes are still black, yellow-skinned, blackheaded, although the bridge of his nose is high, and his eye sockets are slightly sunken, but on the whole he still maintains a look of Oriental characteristics, in line with his usual aesthetics.

His current "parents" are ordinary government civil servants, working from 9 to 5 every day, with a low income, and there is a mixed-race sister named "Angel" at home, who was born to his father "Wang Chaozong" and another wife after coming to this country.

As for the surrounding living environment, it is somewhat similar to the European and American countries on the earth, although there are not a few colored people, but white people obviously occupy the majority, and the impression is that this is the country of white people.

A piece of memories that did not belong to him naturally unfolded in front of him like flowing water, as if he was watching a black and white silent film, although Wang Yue had been looking at and browsing these things more than once these days, but what was not his was not his thing, no matter how many times he was familiar, he still felt a burst of strangeness.

However, no matter how strange he is, what can he do if he doesn't accept it? He has now become the current Wang Yue, and many things in his memory clearly tell him that he is no longer the same person he was.

After all, the world is different from the world, and all that awaits him is a new beginning.

This is a reality that can no longer be changed.

In addition to this, there are many, many .......

With the memory, I don't know when, the rain outside has begun to gradually subside, and the early morning air through the window is cool and fresh. Blown by this cool breeze, his mind suddenly cleared up a lot, and when he looked through the sparse raindrops on the eaves, the sky was already dark, and then he realized that he had stood all night without realizing it.

In the end, it is the memories of two people, and it is far from as easy as imagined to completely integrate them.

The universe is vast and boundless, of course, it cannot be only the earth, in his original era, even if human beings have already stepped out of the galaxy, but in the face of the vast universe, what they know and understand is still only a drop in the ocean.

It's like now, he can easily accept the result of passing through a black hole and entering another world, but he has instinctive doubts and resistance to completely becoming another person from head to toe. Whether it is from the most advanced theory of time dimension or from the ancient theory of cosmic explosion, what was born to him almost does not make sense. On the contrary, some primitive religions on the earth that prevailed thousands of years ago have some more or more descriptions of this.

If Wang Yue remembers correctly, his situation should be called "advent" in Western religions, while Eastern Taoism simply compares this image to "seizing the house". That is, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, and forcibly occupies other people's "territory" while the owner is not at home.

"Qinglian, the sword is coming!"

Pingping's unfolded hand, as he spoke, suddenly burst into a cyan light. This light is green and faint, pure as water, as soon as it appears, it is like a small lotus seed in the palm of his hand to take root and sprout, and then as soon as it emerges, it will grow in the wind, just a blink of an eye, the light is layered on top of each other, the second is scattered, and instantly it turns into a fist-like, blooming cyan lotus.

A sword in the center, revealing the green lotus, the sword body is densely engraved with tadpole-like text patterns, and there is a faint layer of flowing water-like brilliance, connecting inside and outside, but this brilliance is dim, just a thin layer attached to the sword, obviously in the black hole of the experience, the consumption and damage to this unknown sword weapon is also great.

Although I still don't know the name and origin of this sword, but in the long cosmic drift, Wang Yue's consciousness has always been entangled with it, after the integration of the mysterious power inside the black hole, maybe it was born some strange changes that even he didn't know, in short, after Wang Yue woke up, this sword was "parasitic" in this body with him.

As for how he became this teenager during this period, Wang Yue didn't know, but he couldn't figure out these things anyway, no matter how he thought about them, after three full days of memory fusion, it was not so important now.

The important thing is that he is alive again now, and that is enough for him.