Wen Jiu has always thought that he is a good person. Even if he has no money to help the fallen old man, at least he can give up his seat on the bus from time to time.
Well, he can't be regarded as an extremely good person, at least he can be regarded as an ordinary person who will not cause any harm to the world.
So no matter what, he couldn't figure out why such a harmless self would be struck by lightning.
What exactly happened
It started on Wen Jiu's twenty-fourth birthday.
Old people often say that there will be a catastrophe in the year of birth, but Wen Jiu, who has received so many years of scientific education such as feudal superstition, never takes such words seriously.
Due to the premature death of his parents, the grandparents who brought him up also passed away one after another when he was in high school. Wen Jiu actually has no idea about birthdays. Sending a birthday greeting, he even forgot that it was his birthday.
Of course, it doesn't matter whether you remember your birthday or not. The important thing is that Wen Jiu poked a certain novel site the day before and successfully jumped into the pit of a fairy hero named Wen Jiu who is also the protagonist's second junior brother. Watch it all night, and then find the plot and then enter the high! When the trendy protagonist was about to stand on top of the world with his golden finger and collect all the beauties in the world, the article came to an abrupt end, and the author asked for a week off for something.
Wen Jiu looked at the latest update date, which was that night.
When I read the article, the feeling that I couldn't get any better, when I realized that I would not see the next chapter until a week later, it instantly turned into a mouthful of old blood choked in my heart.
Author, you are a bear, come back in a week, who the hell can still remember what you wrote earlier
This is not an ordinary bad feeling, it's like you are watching island country action, romance movies and masturbation is cool, when the coolness reaches the extreme and you think about your body, you suddenly find yourself wilted. That aggrieved feeling cannot be described clearly in words.
In short, Wen Jiu, who was so uncomfortable with this feeling and was really not in the mood to sleep even if he didn't sleep all night, first posted an angry 100-word reminder in the comment area, and then looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was 6:00 Beijing time In the middle of the night, after watching Dakeng all night, it's time for breakfast.
Raising his hand and rubbing his face twice, he felt that he was almost awake, so Wen Jiu planned to go out to eat a legendary breakfast that he had basically never had since graduating from university and becoming a coder.
It was midsummer at this time, and the city he lived in was in the south. In summer, it rained almost every day, and he couldn't look forward to a few sunny days.
It was a good day. After I went out, I found that the sun was shining brightly in the eastern sky. The sky was also blue, with a few thick white clouds gathered together, which looked quite beautiful.
Good weather will also make people feel better. After Wen Jiu looked at the sky, he lowered his head and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He felt that the old blood that had been stuffed in his heart just now seemed to have dissipated a little.
Except for falling into the big pit, everything looked good, but at this moment, a lightning flashed across the sky without warning, and struck straight at Wen Jiu. Before he had time to look up, he was hit on the forehead by the lightning bolt amidst the exclamation of the people around him, leaving nothing but scum.
He was chopped into shards, and the boring people standing around were stunned for a while, and then swarmed up and sighed and sighed around the ground where there was a pinch of black ash and a burnt smell left after Wen Jiu disappeared.
A hunched old woman with crutches and silver hair was standing at the innermost layer of the crowd, staring at the pile of ashes on the ground while shaking her head and muttering: "What a crime this child must have done. It can kill people, tsk tsk..."
If Wen Jiu could hear these words, he would have risked talking too loudly and scaring the old man into losing money and yelled at the old lady, "You are the one who has done so many crimes!", but now it has become a lump Ashamed, he didn't have a chance to hear these words.
I don't know how long it took, Wen Jiu suddenly felt as if someone was talking beside her, and it seemed that it was not just one person.
He couldn't hear what he said clearly, but in the current situation where he felt like his organs were misplaced, he only felt that the people who spoke with noisy voices were very annoying.
Frowning a little irritably, Wen Jiu struggled to open his eyes. What I saw was not the ceiling of my own home or the hospital ward as I imagined, but wooden planks the thickness of thighs were put together to form the roof, so I came to the log cabin that I had only heard of before
No, how did he remember that he seemed to be struck by lightning before
With all kinds of doubts, before Wen Jiu had time to look at the place where the voice was talking just now, he heard a clear and pleasant female voice next to his ear, saying: "Second senior brother, are you awake? The master said before that you probably will wake up this time. But it scared the hell out of me."
Wen Jiu, who has been paying close attention to various versions of Journey to the West broadcast on various channels of cctv since he was a child, was short-circuited in his brain 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 replied, "You are the second senior brother."
As soon as the words came out, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said.
Move your gaze to the side of the bed.
A girl in ancient costume who was mainly dressed in blue was squatting beside the bed, with her hands resting on the edge of the bed, staring at Wen Jiu with a particularly aggrieved look, as if Wen Jiu had just done something outrageous .
The girl is quite beautiful, at least in Wen Jiu's opinion, this girl is already one of the most beautiful women he has ever seen in his life, but she just looks a little younger, probably around a junior high school student look like. Wen Jiu, who did not consider himself a pedophile, was stared at by her for a while, and began to feel a little creepy in his heart.
Just when Wen Jiuchou was wondering if he needed to say something to warm up the scene, another female voice sounded good but much softer and more stable than the girl's voice just now. She said: "Tian'er, your senior brother just woke up, don't bother him, go out and wait, and the master will help you check the situation."
Looking over at the sound, she was a sister Yu wearing a yellow long gown. She was definitely good-looking, and compared with the girl before, she had a more mature temperament. When she saw Wen Jiu and looked over, she smiled slightly at Wen Jiu, exuding a very comfortable aura around her.
Next to the woman stood a man dressed mainly in white, with a black patterned gown hooked around the collar and cuffs. He looked about twenty years old, with waist-length hair tied behind his back. Holding a whisk in his hand, he looked at Wen Jiu with a cold face and frowning, but didn't say a word.
Wen Jiu didn't understand where these people who seemed to be familiar with him came from, and he didn't dare to ask anything. In this situation of either time travel or entering a psychopath, he was afraid that if he said something wrong Will they be directly killed by these three
No matter how kind-hearted these three people looked, they still had to be on guard, and the man who had been silent all this time didn't look particularly kind-hearted, so he couldn't relax casually.
Wen Jiu swallowed silently, a little worried about her future.
After hearing what the grown woman said, the girl who was lying beside his bed pouted at her as if she was going to act like a spoiled child. After the grown woman frowned and expressed that she would not accept being spoiled, she cupped her hands in frustration and made a gesture. Wen Jiu felt like the ancient rituals he had seen in ancient TV dramas, and said: "Yes, Master. Tian'er is going out first." Then he turned and walked out the door.
And the man who hadn't spoken before also bowed to the sister Yu after the girl went out: "Master, then I..."
"Okay, you go out too." Before he finished speaking, the woman nodded at him and interrupted, "If there is anything wrong with your junior brother, I will call you."
"Yes." The man didn't say much, with the same indifferent expression, he saluted the woman again, then turned around and went out with the girl.
After the two of them left, the woman moved the chair to the side of the bed, first raised her hand to stop Wen Jiu who was about to get up, then raised her hand and put it on Wen Jiu's forehead for a few seconds as if to check her body temperature. Putting his hand on Wen Jiu's right wrist to feel his pulse, as if he was sure that Wen Jiu was completely fine, he sat on the chair and asked, "Xiao Jiu, there is something wrong with our eyes. Can we talk to Master?" Tell me what happened?"
This girl seemed to have no mental problems, and she shouldn't have appeared in this kind of all-wooden house with a mix of local and local pride after being struck by lightning. Then it can only explain one problem—he seems to have time-traveled.
After reaching this conclusion in his heart, Wen Jiu stared at the woman for a moment, then slowly said with max acting skills: "I'm sorry, I... I can't remember."
When the woman heard what Jiu said, she didn't look surprised at all. On the contrary, he nodded and smiled with some relief that Wen Jiu couldn't understand, and murmured in a low voice as if talking to himself: "It's okay if you don't remember." Then he looked into Wen Jiu's eyes again and said seriously, "Since Jiu'er doesn't remember, let me introduce myself to you again. My name is Li Luo, and I was your former master."