After the global recovery I crossed

Snow hit the body.

Lin Xingtao fell face down in the snow. He blew out a mouthful of snowflakes and found that his whole body was in excruciating pain.

He barely rolled over so as not to suffocate himself.

But he might freeze to death.

Is this Russia?Heavy snow?

It turned out that what I awakened was the ability to travel through space.

Wonderful!The cowhide in the novel is the ability of the time and space department!

After a while, he tried his best to rub his body against the ground.

Friction can become stronger - Lu Xun.

Well, it wasn't Lu Xun who said it, but brother Xun who said it.

Friction can also generate heat, which is always true now.

Although Lin Xingtao could not feel the slightest bit of heat from himself, he was still at ease, because it is said that if a person feels heat when it is very cold, it is probably a hallucination before death.

Lin Xingtao was tired and stopped moving, posing in a comfortable posture in the coffin, just like his favorite panda expression pack.

Snowflakes flew on his thin body, which was only wearing pajamas and had no shoes. He blinked vigorously, and the white became transparent, and slowly landed under his eyes.

He lay his pillow on the drifting snow, and in the distance, there was a tremor in his head.

It was the sound of human footsteps.

When the 3D stereo surround sound stopped around his head, Lin Xingtao suddenly felt a spasm of passion.

It was a kind of sweet pain—

"Keep your feet up, please don't step on your hair."

A slightly purple and slightly red face stopped above Lin Xingtao's line of sight, and the hair tied in a straw rope dangled down to Lin Xingtao's chin.

It was a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, exuding a naive and wild aura.

His bright eyes stared straight at Lin Xingtao, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said, "You can't move?"

Not only is there no apology for stepping on other people's hair in the words, there is also no concern for those who fell in the snow.

Mandarin is standard.

"Little brother, please help me, I'm not an old lady."

Lin Xingtao finished speaking.Then he found that the boy's clothes were worn out and old, and looked a bit like those worn by ancient people.

But Lin Xingtao didn’t think he had traveled to ancient times, because even if he wasn’t a liberal arts student, he knew that people in ancient times didn’t speak Mandarin, right?

Unless it is an overhead world.

"What is this place?"

"Here is - you are so strange, you are not an old lady, but you must be a strange person, I dare not pull you up."

Lin Xingtao snorted slightly: "You judge people by their appearance? Brother, can you see the essence through appearances?"

The boy was shocked by the words of truth that permeated Marx's thoughts, then he reached out to brush the snowflakes off Lin Xingtao's chest, and pointed at the things on his chest: "There are words on your clothes, and you still say that I am If you don’t understand, have you read the book?”

"I've studied for decades." Lin Xingtao is a man of culture, so let's get to know him better.

"You lied." It wasn't a boy's voice that suddenly sounded out, but a girl's voice with a difference, right across from Lin Xingtao's feet.

"You look a year or two older than Dale." The girl walked over on the snow, making rustling sounds from the soles of her feet.

Lin Xingtao frowned.

The boy named Da Le was only thirteen or fourteen years old, how could he be only one or two years older than he looked.

He was still wearing his pajamas, which meant that it was still his own body.

He suddenly thought of his hair that was trampled just now - he upholds the concept that a real handsome guy dares to show his forehead, but with a crew cut, how could he be trampled.

It seems that not only does he look younger, but his hair grows longer - a perk that bald men want too!

"What word is this?" The boy pressed his palm up, not feeling warm, but heavier than snow, which made Lin Xingtao feel relieved.

Lin Xingtao told him in the boy's expectant eyes:

"The words are 'Please cut along the dotted line'."

These pajamas are quite flamboyant, otherwise Lin Xingtao would not have bought them.

The boy didn't respond as Lin Xingtao wanted, because he couldn't understand. He asked, "We don't know how to read, can you teach us how to read?"

Lin Xingtao nodded without hesitation, although he didn't know if the world used simplified characters.

But the girl yelled to stop the boy who wanted to help Lin Xingtao up:

"Dale, wait a minute, he might be some kind of monster that eats people. You can see that there is only a layer of snow on his body. He must have been here not long ago, but there are only our footprints beside him!"

The boy pressed Lin Xingtao's chest with one hand, and quietly retracted the other hand behind him. He opened his eyes and looked around, so the hand holding his chest also quickly hid.

At this time, Lin Xingtao's head gradually became a little dizzy. He didn't know why he couldn't use his strength, but he knew that he couldn't lose the help of these two children.

He hurriedly flicked: "This is called 'Brother Lin fell from the sky', you have never read the book so you don't know this. Sometimes there are fish in the sky when it rains heavily, what is it to drop people? Hurry up and help me up, I can still teach you how to read and write.”

"So you are a person who fell from the sky, and your surname is Lin?" A small face appeared in Lin Xingtao's field of vision.This face exudes immaturity and intelligence that match the girl's words, and even though her tattered appearance is touching, she still has a bit of smart beauty.

She raised her palm, and a puff of gray smoke fell on Lin Xingtao's body.

"This is the cigarette in the Taoist temple, which can drive away monsters. It seems that you are either a person, or a very great monster." The girl clapped her hands, and the boy immediately pulled Lin Xingtao up.

He only uses one hand, and he seems to be born with great strength.

The girl took Lin Xingtao's hands and held them together, then stood on tiptoe and breathed into her hands.

very warm.

"Maybe you can become my Weixin friend." Lin Xingtao said, moving his finger in front of the girl, scratching the girl's nose.

"What does Weixin mean? Do you want to be friends with me?" The girl put down Lin Xingtao's palm, breathed into her hand this time, and then kept the posture of stepping on her feet, and put her palm on Lin Xingtao's cheek.

"It's definitely not a good word, I guess it's something like a wanted warrant."

"You don't know the value of Weixin when you are young, how many people do you know about my Weixin-" Do you want it?

Half of the conversation was blown away by the wind and snow, Lin Xingtao stopped talking.

He thought, this is not the earth anymore.

There is no Weixin at all.

Obviously that earth is ushering in a great era of spiritual energy recovery, but he crossed over without doing anything.

Mom hasn't answered the phone yet.

Can he go back?

The heavy snow was whistling, and the three of them were very close together. Lin Xingtao looked back when he heard their breathing became heavier and heavier.

A long tail protruded from the human-shaped traces on the snow.

This is the way he came, and it is the way he lives.

"There is no road in the world. If there are many people walking, it will become a road." He casually said a famous saying, regardless of whether the sentence is suitable or not, there is no way to put it in this time.

The girl's voice was muffled: "You will teach us the meaning of this sentence after you go back."

"I will teach you many things."

Lin Xingtao's voice danced roughly with the snow particles, colliding with vigorous and bright light.

In the flickering light and shadow, the corners of Lin Xingtao's eyes were pulled away with a warm color of panic.

The snow obviously hasn't stopped yet, the sun has already come out.

The boy let out a breath, and laughed just as happily as his name.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Qingqing, and I don't have a surname. His surname is Chen, and he only has a nickname of Dale."

"Oh, my name is Lin Xingtao, and I am a ruthless person."

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Qingqing and Dale are little beggars who live in a Taoist temple, not far from the Taoist temple, but it is snowing heavily. Fortunately, the sun is out, so they are not so cold that they cannot walk.

The Taoist temple is right in front of you, and the short one is not at all the tall and big one in modern times.

The Taoist temple gave Lin Xingtao an uncomfortable feeling, and he couldn't help but say: "You are the monsters that eat people, isn't this Taoist temple just the mouth of a monster, waiting to swallow me in one bite?"

"That's not true, you have to see the essence through the phenomenon!" Qingqing grinned.

hiss--

Lin Xingtao looked at the girl who was active and learned, and felt in his heart: This girl is so terrifying!

However, the essence of Xiaopoguan is still Xiaopoguan, and it cannot become a fairy palace even with filters.

There is nothing special about this Taoist temple, except for a strange warm surprise when you step into the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is small and broken, with a hole in the top. The only thing that is better is the door. It doesn't open with a push, it closes tightly.

The view is unobstructed.It was about the size of a university classroom, with a clean table and stove in the middle, a clay idol behind the table and two wet curtains with writing on it.

The two pillars, which were originally red and now faded, cannot block the cold wind leaking from the windows, but the children can only huddle together against the pillars.

There were a total of seven children in the temple, and the oldest looked like Da Le, only thirteen or fourteen years old. They sat on the dusty cloth, and when they saw three people approaching, they were either curious, wary or hesitant.

Qingqing tugged at Lin Xingtao's sleeve and shouted, "I invited a teacher back!"

So the children whispered to each other for a while, shouting: "Hello, sir—"

Naturally, they couldn't shout loudly and neatly like the courtiers in the TV series. In fact, it was rare. The joy and sincerity in the words were rare, which made Lin Xingtao feel hot.

Ouch, these little clever ghosts.

Da Le persevered in maintaining the habit of asking questions, he said: "I have long wanted to know what was written on it."

He meant the two curtains that were blowing in the wind.

Seeing the familiar Chinese characters, Lin Xingtao answered him comfortably:

"Fengcai embraced three lands;

The dragon's potential creates a hole in the sky. "

He frowned suddenly, always feeling that something was wrong.

At this moment, the clay idol suddenly flashed a golden light.

It's like the indelible golden light in the black dragon's eyes.

The feeling of being watched suddenly returned.

"Hey, Qingqing, in this world, I mean, are there really immortals, dragons, and monsters here?"

The author has something to say: Fang Chao: No matter how coquettish your pajamas are, you can only show them to your brothers.