The soft moonlight poured down on the Phantom, holding the broken hairpin in his hand, and the bright red blood flowed down his fingers, which was shocking in the night. Phantom could not help thinking in his heart, Almighty Lord, merciful God, Buddha in the West and all the gods in the sky, please show mercy and let me go back!
The Phantom kept praying with his eyes closed. In fact, as a highly educated man, he did not believe in ghosts and gods. But what is happening to him now is too strange for him to believe. Now he just wants to hurry back and finish the unfinished task of the village.
The cold moonlight shone on his small body, emitting soft light. At the same time, on the broken hairpin, a green jade curled up a wisp of smoke in the moonlight, and instantly entered the mind of the phantom.
All of a sudden, memories of this body flooded into his mind. The owner of this body is eight years old, called Muyun, and his mother died early. There was only one irascible father, Muti Tie, who was a hunter. The father and son lived by hunting on the nearby mountains.
This is the most central war ridge in the Tianyuan continent. There is no real concept of how big this continent is. I only know how big it is. Even his father, Mu Tie, doesn't know how big it is.
As time went by, the Phantom opened his eyes and saw the dilapidated courtyard, the falling fence wall and the house he had just lived in. In the distance, it was the mountain he had just seen when he came out, and it looked gloomy under the darkness. In his imagination, the secret room of the Prime Minister's residence did not appear. He sighed helplessly and failed tonight.
It seems that the so-called crossing is not so simple, and it still needs the kind of space-time opportunity. No one can explain this kind of thing. Maybe he just happened to be at a node of time and space, or there was a temporary disorder for some reason, so he came here. If it is not at that time node, I'm afraid he can't cross back smoothly.
But it doesn't matter. He has enough time to wait and experiment. He believes that he will succeed one day. I just hope that when the time comes, his original body will not be burned as a corpse by the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so that he will become a true wandering soul.
The sound of cicadas in the yard, the roar of animals from the distant mountains, and the thunder like snoring of "Lao Tze!" in the house all made the originally upset phantom more anxious. He looked at the hairpin in his hand angrily. If it wasn't for this, he would have finished his task now and slept comfortably on the water bed at home, or had a glass of whisky in a bar and laughed with the girl next to him.
But now he can only bear the poison of mosquitoes in late autumn in this place where birds don't lay eggs. Where should I go in the future? What if I can't go back to my own world? He wanted to throw the hairpin away angrily, but he hesitated at the moment when the hairpin was about to be thrown out. This might be the only way he could go back. If he lost it, he might not go back.
In desperation, the Phantom had to take back the action of throwing it away and tied it to her hair at will. The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He reached into his pocket and tried to take out a cigarette to light it.
But I didn't touch the edge of my pants pocket for a long time. I looked down and couldn't help laughing at myself. This is a foreign land. Where are there any cigarettes? I picked up a straw stick on the ground and held it in my mouth, looking at the stars in the sky and thinking about the future. I don't know when I can cross back, or I can't go back in this life, but before that, life will continue.
After looking at his small body, it was too thin. It's better to train this body to be stronger than to sit here in a depressed city. After all, I don't know when I can go back to the original world. Before that, I always have to do something. Previously, I heard that some children always bully the owner of this body. Now that I am the owner of this body, I can't allow anyone to bully him like I used to.
He is not a weak and deceitful Twilight Cloud. He is the most top spy phantom in the world, both physically and mentally. In his Phantom's dictionary, he has never been bullied.
While the Phantom was daydreaming, it was already dawn, the fish belly was white in the east, and the distant mountain top was also active. It is better to take a deep breath of fresh air in this era. The pure air has no trace of pollution. There is neither automobile exhaust nor pm2. 5. It's really suitable for exercise.
Just think about it. As a top international agent, Phantom of the previous life has learned a lot in various scientific and technological knowledge, and has received strict training in all aspects. Among them, physical quality is the most important, and both fighting skills and speed are excellent, which is closely related to his usual training. Although the master no longer forced him to do various trainings since he became a qualified agent, these have already become his habits.
First, I stood there and exercised my muscles and bones, then ran out around the yard. At the same time, I did a long breathing training according to the previous life training, which is the best way to exercise lung capacity. But he really overestimated his body. After running less than a mile, he was already panting and sweating.
Did the original owner of this body grow up eating shit? How could he become so weak? I carefully checked my current body. Fortunately, except for weak physique, there are no hidden diseases. I believe that I will gradually become stronger as long as I continue to exercise.
"Twilight, Wazi, why do you run around so early in the morning? Come back to eat as soon as possible, and go hunting later!" The wild cry of "Lao Tze!" came from the yard.
However, the Phantom seemed not to hear it, and still jogged at a constant speed. It was not because he didn't answer on purpose, but because he had forgotten that he was now a twilight cloud, he didn't even look back and continued to run.
Seeing that his son turned a deaf ear to his own shouts, Dustie became angry. He ran to the direction of the Phantom in three or two straight steps, and slapped the Phantom in the back of his head. He shouted rudely, "You dead bastard, can't hear me calling you to go home for dinner? Come back quickly, you'll have to go hunting in the mountains later. If you go late, you'll live a day in vain. If you go back empty handed today, you'll eat a ball!"
The Phantom is trying to breathe deeply to regulate its own breath. Leng Buding was hit by someone behind him, and suddenly got angry. He touched the place where he had been hit on his head. There was still a sense of numbness. He really wondered whether Muyun was the real son of Mutie. How could he hit him without moving?
"What are you looking at? Go back to eat quickly. I wouldn't take you into the mountain if you weren't afraid of being bullied by the dog kids when you were at home!" Twitie said, kicking the Phantom's hip again, and then walked to the door.
The Phantom was reluctant to follow. How could he be so unlucky to cross here for no reason. Not only can't go back, but also meet an old man who abused children? Although he didn't care about such a kick, the master was much more strict in training in the previous life. At any rate, Twitie just slapped him with his hand. His master just used a leather whip, but he couldn't slap him. At any rate, his body was his own son.
But he didn't say anything. After all, he is the father of this body, and it is natural for his father to beat his son. Besides, he may not cross back at any time. It's really not appropriate to leave a crime of treason to the real Twilight Cloud after leaving.
Then he came to the mountain with a spear in his hand and a huge bow and arrow barrel with more than ten arrows in it. He took a hatchet and followed the Twilight Iron not far or near. As a secret agent, he is not used to being too close to people. He keeps a certain distance from everyone.
He once asked Mu Tie why he didn't take a spear or bow and arrow for himself, but gave him an axe instead? Mu Tie replied that he could not hunt, so he could only chop some firewood in the back for cooking at night.
The Phantom can't help sighing. The top secret agent in the world has been reduced to the point that he is considered incapable of hunting and can only gather firewood. If this is known, he will not work as a spy in the future. But the current situation is pressing, so just gather firewood. Otherwise, the "Lao Tze!" in front should play his Lion Roar skill and iron sand palm again.
With several dead branches picked up randomly in the mountain in hand, he kicked the fallen leaves in the forest at his feet. Suddenly, Twilight Iron quickly bent down to hide in the bushes, and quickly took off the bow and arrow behind him, quickly set up an arrow and shot at the hare in the distance.
The Phantom knew that it was the Twilight Iron who saw the target. He also held his breath and stood in the distance quietly watching. I was also very happy. It seems that there is rabbit meat to eat tonight, so I don't need to eat the wild vegetables that are hard to swallow.
Whoosh, the arrow of Twilight Iron shot instantly, and an arrow hit the hare. Twilight iron quickly ran forward to pick up the hare, skillfully pulled out the arrow on his body, and then threw the hare into the hide bag behind him.
The Phantom also moved at this time and walked towards the direction of Twilight Iron. Suddenly, he heard a faint cry, "meow", and the phantom felt something soft under his feet. When I bent down to look, it turned out to be a black wolf cub, but it was strange that it made a cat's cry.
He bent down and picked up the young wolf. He looked carefully. The young wolf was very small, only half a foot long. He thought it was a puppy without looking carefully. Phantom had training for survival in the wild when training, and he could distinguish a wolf from a dog. He confirmed that the wolf in his arms was a wolf that could make a cat call
