Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

The pleasant sound of birdsong accompanied by the gentle sunlight woke Wen Chuyi from the haze. He rubbed his dry eyes and looked down at his dirty palms. Even though he didn't want to believe it anymore, but...he really traveled up.

The reason for time-traveling is fucking.

There was a sudden power outage last night, and he was about to get up to check the electric meter. Unexpectedly, his cerebellum suddenly seemed to be knotted. His left foot was mixed with his right foot, and he fell straight down. The melon seeds of his brain hit the hard corner of the coffee table. , Sudden.

Fortunately, after a night's buffer, Wen Chuyi has calmed down a lot now. He thinks about it. Anyway, he is alone, no matter where he is.

But soon, he slowly closed himself...

"This...this fucking is not a primeval forest, right?" Wen Chuyi's sleeping phoenix eyes widened unconsciously, and he raised his hand tremblingly to cover his chest, his heart beating so fast that it seemed to rush out of his chest.

He suppressed the dizziness and nausea and estimated the distance between himself and the ground. Good guy, it must be at least 20 meters. I really don't know how the original owner, this little idiot, climbed up.

Wen Chuyi's eyes gradually became dull. The self-proclaimed hunk has a little secret.

He... is a little afraid of heights.

Since the plane crash he experienced when he was young, he has suffered from fear of heights. Although he has been trying to overcome it, it is inevitable that he will be afraid when he suddenly appears in such a high place without any safety measures.

But it turns out that fear is meant to be overcome.

Wen Chuyi didn't expect this slender body to be so sensitive. The moment he stepped on the air, he was so frightened that his heart stopped suddenly, but before he could react, his body adjusted his posture reflexively, and even turned over. a backflip...

Wen Chuyi's legs trembled, and he climbed up the tree trunk with both hands and slowly stood up straight. When his feet stepped on the ground, he couldn't help but let out a sigh for the rest of his life, he is still alive!

According to the memory of the original owner, after determining the general direction, Wen Chuyi shook the wooden stick that had just been broken from the tree, and tested the hardness.

"Let's go back to the village first." He had an intuition that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he decided to leave immediately.

The surrounding trees are tall and straight, and the lush branches and leaves are intertwined together, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and there is almost no sunlight.The lush weeds are as tall as half a person, and there are rustling sounds from time to time.

Wen Chuyi brandished the wooden stick in his hand and forcibly opened up a path.But even so, the road was not easy to walk. He looked at his feet, lost all strength in his hands for a moment, and the stick hit the big tree next to him with a bang, and suddenly, a thin green shadow fell from the front.

The long green strip was as thick as an adult's arm. When it fell to the ground, it overwhelmed a piece of weeds, but it also instantly concealed its figure.

Except in the zoo, Wen Chuyi has never been so close to a snake in his life.Fortunately, his heart became much stronger after experiencing the impact of big waves, so he decided to strike first. After catching the green snake's figure in his eyes, he smashed it down with a stick quickly and accurately.

He held the stick hard until he felt that the snake had stopped moving. Wen Chuyi cautiously went around. Before retracting the stick, he glanced up in a mysterious way, which made his hair stand on end. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze. Don't dare to wait.

With his flexible body and keen perception, Wen Chuyi got out of the forest without any risk, but when he recalled the pile of colorful, colorful and intertwined reptiles, he felt his scalp tingling and his hair standing on end. .

So far, there is one more little secret of the hunk.

Wen Chuyi took off the grass leaves on his face. It was almost dusk. After stepping out of the dense forest, his vision suddenly widened. There were about twenty houses on the flat land below, except for one or two houses with white walls and black tiles. Most of them are wooden houses.

This small village is called Daku Village. It is said that the name comes from the fact that there is a large pit hundreds of meters deep in the back mountain, which looks like pants.

Wen Chuyi is speechless, what a simple and vivid name, it only uses a few words to describe the essence of it!He thought that the person who named it was a bit of a serious brain disease.

As he got closer, he heard laughter not far away.

man!Finally saw people!Wen Chuyi, who had spent a day in the primeval forest, walked quickly towards the noisy place excitedly.

……

"Hey!" Liu Tiezhu bumped the little fat man beside him with his shoulder, and snarled forward: "Look there, this idiot has been running back to the mountain for two days, and he came back alive."

The little fat man turned his head when he heard the words, sucked the snot that was hanging long, and saw Wen Chuyi's messy appearance, wrinkled his fat round face in disgust, and said: "Whatever he does so much, my mother said I can't Playing with idiots, it’s not okay to watch for a long time, you will be infected.” After finishing speaking, he nodded seriously.

The conversation between the two caught the attention of the other three, and they all looked at Wen Chu.

The tallest boy glanced away and looked away, disgusted: "As expected of a broom star, his life is so hard, he can't die like this. Hey, didn't Ke kill his grandfather not long ago, no wonder he has no father and no mother, It's really bad luck."

The other two looked at each other and echoed, "Yes, yes, we should drive this bastard out!" They are foreigners, so what if they are driven out, let them live in the village like this It can be regarded as the end of Jiuren's righteousness.

Old man Song and the broom star came to Daku Village a few years ago. When the villagers saw this strange combination of old and stupid, they often gossiped behind their backs. Although everyone got along very well on the surface, in private, the little fool often Bullied by village children.

Old man Song is too old and in poor health. Even if he is a little fool who is being bullied, he can't talk to his parents to reason. He is a man of culture, and he can't compete with those village women who are aggressive and quarrelsome.In order to spend a few more years with the little fool, old man Song chose to keep his mouth shut.

It's not like just letting the little fool be bullied. Old man Song learned some boxing skills when he was young, and picked some suitable ones to teach the little fool one by one.

The little fool was taught very well, and slowly evolved from being beaten on the head to moving flexibly.

The little fool doesn't know how to bully, but he likes to see those children who want to hit him but can't hit him, their faces flushed with anger.Sometimes the group of children stopped bullying him, instead he would come forward and wander around, testing back and forth on the verge of being beaten.

Liu Tiezhu's group of five was the main force that bullied little fools in the past. Perhaps they were influenced by the original owner's consciousness. Wen Chuyi didn't find them annoying when he saw them, but found them quite amusing.

Greeted the group of five friendlyly, and felt that there seemed to be a trace of unwelcoming atmosphere on the other side, Wen Chuyi turned his toes in a direction understandingly, so let's go home and have a look.

When Wen Chuyi came back, it happened to be in time for the meal, and the smoke from the chimney was wafting up from the chimney. The smell of the food was like a switch, making the stomach that had only eaten a few fruits to satisfy its hunger growl.

He stagnated slightly, took a deep breath calmly, and said silently in his heart: Persevere and persist, victory is ahead.

Except for the few children along the way, Wen Chuyi didn't meet many people, which made him a little relieved.The roads in the village are all yellow dirt roads. It’s fine on a sunny day, at most it’s dusty, but if it’s raining, it’s definitely muddy. Wen Chu wrinkled his face and shook his legs. A small stone just ran into his shoe. foot.

……

"...I'm so stupid, really." He only knew that this was a poor village, but he didn't expect there to be such a simple house.Wen Chuyi stared at the crumbling thatched cottage in front of him, not knowing what expression to put on for a moment.

The thatched house is surrounded by a shallow fence wall, and when the wind blows, it will sway with the thatched house in the wind.The corners of Wen Chu's eyes twitched when he saw it, and the movement of pushing the door became lighter and lighter.

After entering, he looked around. There were two beds and some simple furniture side by side in the room. A piece of rag was hanging from the beam, barely dividing the two spaces.Although this room is simple, it is filled with the breath of life.

All of a sudden, there was a surge of sadness in his chest, and he clutched the front of his shirt, silently waiting for his emotions to calm down.

After a few breaths, the strange emotion disappeared completely, and the last slight discomfort in the body also dissipated. Wen Chuyi suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, as if something had finally returned to integrity.

The kitchen is on the right side of the thatched house, and a shed is crudely built.Wen Chuyi rummaged around, but in the end he only found a basket of sweet potatoes, and a thin layer of rice in the tank, which could be vaguely seen at the bottom...

No way, Wen Chuyi could only pick two larger sweet potatoes, wash them, put them in a large pot, and add some water.

As a salted fish who survives by ordering takeaways all year round, the frequency of his kitchen supplies is almost zero, not to mention using this kind of firewood cauldron, it took him a lot of effort just to light the fire.

There were several black marks on Wen Chuyi's face, making him look gray.He didn't care, he focused on adding firewood to the stove, got up from time to time, and poked the sweet potato with his chopsticks.

The red skin was carefully peeled off, and the golden and soft sweet potatoes were steaming.

"Wow!" Wen Chuyi couldn't wait to take a big bite, and he didn't care about the heat, he was really hungry.

After eating, Wen Chuyi fetched a few buckets of water and took a hasty shower in the house. There is no bathroom, and he can already accept this fact calmly.Putting on clean clothes, he lay down on the bed, staring blankly with his eyes open. After all, what happened in the past two days was too unimaginable. How could such a fantasy thing happen to him?

And... Wen Chuyi turned over, and the wooden bed under him creaked. Now he seems... very, very poor.

Is there anything more frightening than being transported to a strange world?

Wen Chuyi felt that he had some right to speak—that is, he traveled to a strange world and found that he might not be able to eat tomorrow. Not only was he miserable, but he was also poor.

Wen Chuyi sighed melancholy, thinking of the novels he had read. Others who travel through time travel are either princes or nobles, or merchants and wealthy merchants. How come his place is a dilapidated thatched cottage?

If the previous ones are the configuration of the protagonist, then he is a proper cannon fodder.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, so Wen Chuyi simply closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.He pulled up the slipped quilt. Although the quilt was thin and had many patches, it was very clean and smelled dry after the sun.

Before he fell asleep, he vaguely heard a sound coming from outside the house, and vaguely thought, pig... what pig?

The author has something to say:

What pig?Is your future palm pig (not +doge)