There is an old immortal in the world of comprehension

Yu Jing cleared the sand out of the pit with his feet, but the pit was much deeper than he imagined.And I really can't think of the intention of this pit and who dug it - it seems that I don't know everything about this bamboo house.

Yu Jing retracted his feet and walked around the sandpit, straightened his cotton-padded jacket, wiped his face, and continued walking forward.Seeing him taking steps, Chu Mo walked forward together step by step behind him.

Yu Jing carefully pushed open the unlocked door of the bamboo house. Due to its old age, the door made a creaking and moaning sound when it was opened, as if telling someone.

Chu Mo only felt a white glow in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

But after Yu Jing opened the door, he found himself in a white world. He tried to shout: "Chu Mo?" But no one answered him, and his voice also dissipated in this pure white world.

If Yu Jing is timid, he is only afraid of the gloomy atmosphere.I have lived in the cultivation world for more than 500 years, and I only work in my own small shop every day, but I have no fear of such a scene that has never appeared in my memory, only a vague sense of familiarity and excitement.

He observed both left and right, and there was no particularly big difference.And about twenty steps ahead of him, the brightest ball of light lingered in the air.Yu Jing looked at it directly but didn't find it dazzling. He had a faint feeling that the behind-the-scenes driving force for him to be in this space was probably this ball of light.

Yu Jing stepped forward to find out what happened, but the light ball started to move by itself.First, she rubbed the tip of Yu Jing's nose affectionately, circling around him lively, landed on his shoulders and head from time to time, and finally landed on Yu Jing's outstretched palm and flickered, as if looking around excitedly.

Yu Jing put her hand in front of her, wanting to observe this ball of light that seemed to be jumping non-stop.The ball of light approached Yu Jing's cheek, Yu Jing only felt itchy on his face but didn't stop it, the next second the ball of light penetrated from the corner of Yu Jing's eyebrows and eyes, and the white world around him gradually dimmed .

Yu Jing closed his eyes, his long hair was blown away by itself without the wind, and the hairband that Yu Jing had tied up casually was blown away.A head of black hair was loosely draped over Jing's shoulders, and the place where the ball of light penetrated gradually turned into a very inconspicuous gray-brown mole.Yu Jing's loose and cumbersome padded jacket has also turned into a long white robe, and his face, which was originally moved by emotions, has become calm and calm, with a smile on his face, as if he looks like a different person.

The small mole at the corner of his eye rose and fell slightly as Yu Jing opened his eyes, and when Yu Jing fully opened his eyes, he returned to his original appearance, except for the untied headband that was still on the ground, and his long hair was still loose.The surrounding white world also began to collapse and shatter, and it changed back to the inside of the bamboo house. Chu Mo fell at the door, breathing evenly.

Wearing a padded jacket, Yu Jing seemed to have seen all the vicissitudes of life, his eyes were empty, and he sighed in a low voice: "It's so."

Then he blinked again, returned to normal, half hugged and half dragged Chu Mo and put him on the wooden couch that was not stained with the slightest dust.

"The rich man Chu is really as heavy as a cow!" Yu Jing complained while Chu Mo was not awake. Of course, he would not dare to say this when Chu Mo was awake. After all, the big guest is the heaviest.

Chu Mo felt that he had a dream, which was very strange. He didn't need to sleep in the first place, so how could he dream.

But here he was very soberly aware that this was his own dream, the dazzling light in front of his eyes made him unable to open his eyes, and at an indescribable distance in front of him stood a man in white and black hair. youth.This distance seems to be able to be grasped by reaching out, but it is also a distance that can never be touched.

When he was finally able to get used to the white light, the man in front of him slowly turned his head to look at him, showing an extremely lonely smile, curved lips and eyebrows, and the slight mole of tears at the corners of his eyes, which made him feel so lonely. Can't look away at all.

"Who are you! Why are you..." Such an expression.

The man waved his hand towards him as if he didn't hear it, and then hit his forehead heavily. Chu Mo suddenly opened his eyes and saw Yu Jing who had seen a ghost written all over his face.

Chu Mo frowned and recalled the dream just now, but he couldn't remember the appearance of the person in the dream. He only remembered the looming mole of tears and his deep and lonely smile.

"Chu Mo? I can't be stupid, I don't seem to have played hard!" Yu Jing waved his hand in front of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo grabbed Yu Jing's wrist and sat up, asking, "Why did I fall asleep?"

Yu Jing struggled and found that he couldn't get rid of Chu Mo's hand, and said angrily: "It's a protective formation made by the owner of this room. You will faint when you enter the door, and you will be exhausted after moving you to the bed. You still treat me like this." Me! Let go or I will add spirit stones!"

Chu Mo let go of his hand, looked up and down at Yu Jing with scrutiny and said, "You're not dizzy again!"

Yu Jing rubbed his wrist that hurt from Chu Mo's pinching and said: "Yeah, I'm not dizzy, and I don't know why, maybe because I'm an ordinary person, so I'm different from your monks. If you insist on getting to the root of the problem I don’t know either, everything about myself has no answer!”

When talking about ordinary people, Yu Jing felt a little guilty. In order to cover up his guilt, he yelled the second half of the sentence confidently.

It should not be discovered by rich man Chu, if he finds out, just knock him out and tell him that he is dreaming.

Yu Jing was thinking about it.

Chu Mo frowned and stared at Yu Jing. If Chu Mo was usually calm, he would have noticed Yu Jing's guilty conscience and concealment when he spoke, but now Chu Mo's heart is in a mess, and his mind is full of the young man in white and black hair .

Seeing that Chu Mo was in a daze thinking about something, Yu Jing quickly tossed every corner of the bamboo house, dug out a medicinal herb from the corner of the bedside, and took out an old, With some scratches on the white jade chessboard and the chess cup filled with chess pieces, I stuffed them all into my storage bag, and whispered in my mouth: "Fortunately, I am here, otherwise I will lose a lot. Although it is worthless, I will be with me after all. After so many years, it would be a pity if it was taken away by others."

There was also the hoe and rake at the door. Yu Jing spent all his efforts to remove all the iron blocks on it, and put them into the storage bag.Yu Jing wiped off his sweat, and was very thankful that he didn't like to repair these utensils usually, so he was able to separate the loose hoe from the hoe handle with his current powerless appearance.These two pieces are ultra-fine iron that can't be seen in the cultivation world. Although it is really not a valuable thing to keep in my house, but in the cultivation world, it is a treasure that even if you have money, you can't find it!

Yes, the owner of this bamboo house is Yu Jing himself. After nearly 600 years, Yu Jing finally remembered everything about himself.