Divine Sculpture's Stirring Unstoppable Arms

Dai Boqing didn't expect his life to be so short. When the memories of a lifetime flashed before his eyes like a marquee, the corners of Dai Boqing's mouth twitched... There was no bright spot at all!

He is not reconciled!His life for more than 20 years is like a pool of clear water, unremarkable, except that at this moment, not even a vigorous event has happened.

But... damn it!What he wants is not the vigor and vitality like now!

He never thought that the way to end his life would be to fall off a cliff. Of course, he wasn't so stupid as to think that he had just graduated from college, and he was just about to rush into this colorful society!

The sad reminder is here, why did he agree to his classmates to come here for a graduation trip!Even if he wanted to travel, he could just play around, why did he come to climb this mountain with an altitude of nearly 2000 meters!Why did he want to take a woolen picture on the edge of the cliff!

Wasn't there an iron chain that seemed to weigh at least a few hundred catties on the edge of the cliff?Who could tell him that the iron chain thicker than his arm would be so fragile that it would break immediately when he leaned on it?

This could also kill him, Dai Baiqing was sad and angry, he could only lament that he was too weak.

Fortunately, his fellow students can testify that this scenic spot should pay his parents a sum of money.

But I don't know if the mountain is too high, from Dai Boqing's panic when he first fell off the cliff, to now he gritted his teeth and resigned to his fate, yet he hasn't waited for the pain of being crushed to pieces.

He was already getting a little impatient. After all, turning into meatloaf probably only hurts for a while, but this feeling of waiting for the pain to come is unbearable.

So the impatient Dai Boqing started to stare at the sky, thinking bitterly how long God would torture him, maybe God felt guilty when he heard his words, or maybe it was because the sun was too strong in the sky, just in front of him After staring a few times, Dai Boqing began to slowly lose consciousness.

How nice not to meet the earth soberly.

This was the last thing Dai Boqing rejoiced before he lost consciousness. He originally thought that he would never open his eyes again, or even become conscious again, but the pain all over his body reminded him that his consciousness had returned.

not dead?No way!He didn't die after falling from such a high place?Depend on!That would be better than being dead. In his situation, he probably wouldn't expect to be able to use his feet to step on the ground for the rest of his life.

Dai Boqing didn't want to have to lie on the bed in the future, and he was crying in his heart at this moment, but he felt something was wrong......

Shouldn't he be in the hospital right now?But what happened to the crackling sound of burning firewood around me?

Is he not in the hospital?Or who is so unscrupulous to burn firewood in the hospital...

Dai Boqing wanted to open his eyes, but felt that his eyelids were heavy. He wanted to open his mouth, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't even utter a single word. Maybe it was because of the movement of opening his mouth, he could feel that someone opened it in a short while. He then poured some water into his mouth, and Dai Baiqing used his survival instinct to swallow the water in his mouth without a drop.

Soon another voice rang in the ear: "If you can drink water, you are not dead. If you are not dead, get up and leave!"

Sure enough, unscrupulous!He was hurt like this, and this person still said such words?But at this moment, he also knew that he was not in the hospital. Dai Baiqing was a little worried, and he also despised that unscrupulous person. After trying his best, he finally opened his eyes. They all froze there, stunned...

When he looked at the broken thatched hut in front of him, he thought he just didn't know which ravine he was in, but the young man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year in front of him was wearing a style that only appeared in ancient TV dramas.

Dai Baiqing, who has lived in the university dormitory for four years, is no different from other ordinary youths. He has watched time-travel TV series, played time-travel online games, and read time-travel novels. All kinds of gods unfold in the mind.

And just when his thoughts were wandering, the boy frowned: "What are you doing looking at me all this time? Hey! Don't try to rely on me."

Seeing that Dai Boqing still had a dull expression on his face, the young man couldn't help saying in disgust; "You are dressed in a strange way, with short hair on your forehead. I don't know if he is a crazy monk who escaped from some temple!"

Dai Baiqing didn't realize it for a while, listening to his words, he looked down at his clothes in a daze, and then touched the top of his head... It's not so strange, it's not just ordinary sportswear for mountain climbing, and his hair is also It's still there, and he hasn't cut his hair for a while, and he's not even round. Why is he like a monk?

Just when he was about to put on a questioning expression by taking advantage of how many years he was older than him, he belatedly remembered that he might have traveled through time. The young man was an ancient person. Looking at his body Can modern attire not think that he is mentally ill?

Thinking of this, Dai Boqing quickly showed a friendly smile, and was about to speak, but didn't know how to address the other party...Mr.Bro?little brother?Shaking his head, he didn't remember people calling people like that in costume TV. Dai Baiqing recalled it in his mind for a moment, and among the costume TV dramas he usually watched most were martial arts movies, so he finally said:

"Hehe, hero, why am I here?"

Boy: "...I also really want to ask, you fell off the roof of my house, how do you plan to pay for the half of the straw on the roof?"

Dai Boqing watched the young man pointing to the roof above his head, then subconsciously looked up, and sure enough, there was indeed a big and abrupt hole in the roof, it was already night, and he could still see a flash of light in the sky from the room. Twinkle little star.

Seeing that Dai Boqing seemed to be looking at the night scene, the young man interrupted immediately, "Also, if it weren't for the straw on my roof, you would have lost all your bones when you fell from the high mountain behind. How are you going to reward me?"

Dai Boqing withdrew his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. Now he is really sober. After taking a serious look at the young man, he found that although his face was not clean, he could still see his delicate features and good facial features. If the face is tied up and the hair is tied up, he can be the leading actor in a costume TV series.

So he immediately doggedly said: "Hehe, you are so handsome, hero."

juvenile:"……"

"Cough cough," Dai Boqing cleared his throat, and continued: "Hero, that's it. Didn't I fall off? My waist is sore and my legs hurt too. I guess I got a little bit of injury. I'll walk when I recover from the injury." Is it? I will definitely reward you well then, hehe."

The young man frowned and looked at him for a while, with a look of disbelief, but the young man was not a very cruel person after all, so he didn't say anything in the end, turned around, and walked towards the brazier with a pile of firewood in the room.

It is estimated that the sound of burning wood that Dai Baiqing heard just now came from there, but it is very strange, who would have such a brazier at home?Could it be that there is no kitchen and no stove?Shaking his head, these are not his concern, seeing the young man lowering his head and fiddling with a small clay pot hanging above the brazier, Dai Baiqing seemed to want to strengthen the credibility of his words, and repeated: "Really, hero , When I recover, I will definitely reward you well."

The young man turned his head back, with a look of contempt on his face, and said, "I don't have a single coin on me, how can I give you a reward, you have money?"

Dai Boqing had a look of disbelief: "Have you searched me?"

The young man nodded confidently.

Dai Baiqing, who was living under the fence, was speechless for a while. Since the young man knew that he had no money, and he was not in a hurry to drive him away at this moment, he should have agreed to let him stay temporarily, so he didn't say anything more, and turned away from the young man's back. Curling his lips, he continued to lie down and look up at the stars.

Still lamenting that the last time I saw so many such shining stars was when I was a child, there was a burst of fragrance from the side, Dai Baiqing sat up quickly, and saw the boy scooped a bowl of porridge-like things from the clay pot, and then there was no smell at all. Any indication, just sat there and started eating...

Dai Boqing swallowed, "Hero, what are you eating?"

The young man ate with his head buried in his mouth, without speaking.

Swallowing his saliva again, Dai Baiqing thought that he had traveled back to the ancient times, and he would starve to death before experiencing this new life, so he bit the bullet and asked: "It seems to be very fragrant, hero, can you give me a taste?" Bowl?"

The boy continued to bury his head in his mouth.

Dai Baiqing, who just ate a bowl of instant noodles before climbing the mountain, was hungry, and his face was not worth much at this time, "Hero, when I get better, I will make money to reward you. If I die of starvation, you are fine." Isn't it good? Then you have to carry me to find a place..."

"It's so long-winded!" The boy finally couldn't help interrupting Dai Boqing, and then took out a bowl with a hole in it to scoop out a bowl of porridge for him, walked up to Dai Boqing, and handed it to him, "Here, go on." Before turning around, he did not forget to tell: "Remember your words, when you are healthy, give me money."

Dai Boqing nodded tactfully, but his attention was actually on the bowl of porridge in the young man's hand. After taking it, he realized that there were fish fillets in it. He licked his lips and thought to himself: No wonder it smells so delicious.

Looking at Dai Boqing's appearance, the boy rolled his eyes unabashedly, then sat back and continued eating his bowl of porridge.

After eating the first bowl, Dai Baiqing saw that the young man was full and put down the bowl and chopsticks. It was not good to ask the young man to add another bowl for him, so he dragged his leg that was really painful and approached the brazier, and looked at the young man's expression. Just giving him a habitual look of contempt, Dai Boqing smiled at him, and then scooped up another bowl of porridge.

Finally, he was full. Seeing that there was no paper to wipe his mouth, Dai Boqing wiped it with his hands, and then wiped it on the scattered straw. He didn't want to sleep just after he was full, so he wanted to chat with the boy.

Dai Boqing: "My name is... I'm Dai Boqing, did you ask the hero's name?"

The boy lifted the clay pot away, put another one filled with water on the brazier, and said casually, "Why did I tell you?"

Dai Boqing: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Dai Boqing waited for a while before continuing: "Hero, what dynasty is it now?"

The young man turned his head and looked at Dai Boqing with the look of looking crazy. Dai Boqing hurriedly found an excuse to explain: "I probably knocked my head when I fell, and I can't remember many things for a while."

The young man finally got an answer before he said, "Now is the first year of Song Jiaxi."

When Dai Boqing heard the boy's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not an unknown continent or an unknown dynasty. It turned out that he had traveled back to the Southern Song Dynasty more than 700 years ago.

Seeing that the boy stopped talking again, Dai Baiqing was still not sleepy: "By the way, why didn't you see your family? Where are they?"

The young man glared at Dai Baiqing: "You are really long-winded! If you ask one more question, you will get out of here immediately!"

The young man was obviously angry, Dai Boqing closed his mouth in a sensible manner, the young man ignored him, and went straight to the only bed in the room, Dai Boqing glanced at the pile of straw under him, and didn't mind. What can I say, anyway, he doesn't feel cold in short-sleeved clothes now, it is estimated that it is still summer in the Southern Song Dynasty at this time, and it is still cool to play on the floor!

Thinking of this, he felt much better, so Dai Baiqing also lay down, and soon fell into a deep sleep.