The Myriad Worlds Gu Zun

"Shh, glowing?"

Zhou Ming touched his head in a panic, but didn't feel anything unusual. He wanted to find a puddle to check, but he heard Erdan say, "No, it's gone again."

"Erdan, you're not kidding me, are you!" Zhou Ming put down his hand and stared at Erdan with suspicion.

"I, I didn't!" Erdan blushed and stammered, "I really saw your head glowing! Purple light, flashing, so beautiful!"

"What is flashing, I'm not a light bulb!" Zhou Ming muttered.

Erdan asked with a puzzled look, "What is a light bulb?"

Zhou Ming was startled again, scratched his head, and said distressedly, "I don't know, it seems that I dreamed of it."

He touched the back of his head and felt a little dazed. There seemed to be a lot of things in that dream, but he couldn't remember them all, but he would inexplicably say two strange words, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

The two chatted for a while, both driving their own flocks back. The two flocks of sheep sometimes gathered and sometimes dispersed, but they could not really be distinguished.

Every day, they went out together to herd sheep, and drove them back together after the sheep were full. The two were very familiar with their sheep and would never be confused when they were mixed together.

After walking through a section of ups and downs on the slope, the village ahead was already in sight. Thinking that they could have a hot meal after returning home, they both quickened their pace.

At this moment, Zhou Ming's ears moved slightly and asked his companion beside him: "Did you hear any sound?"

"Ah?" Erdan looked at a loss.

"It's the sound of the wind, such a loud wind!" Zhou Ming suddenly widened his eyes and looked into the distance.

"What wind sound, why didn't I hear it?" Erdan looked at Zhou Ming with a strange look on his face, feeling that he was always weird today.

But immediately, Erdan's face changed, because he also heard the sound of the wind in his ears, and in a very short time, the wind sound became very loud, roaring, and the world was shaking.

"Wind! Strong wind!"

"How, how is it possible!"

The next moment, a strong wind blew.

I saw boundless wind and waves rolling in from the front, like a tsunami, connecting the sky and the earth. The wind and waves were like mountains and seas. Wherever they went, rocks flew up and trees were broken. It was like the howling of evil spirits, which was extremely terrifying.

This scene that was like a miracle in front of them stunned the two teenagers.

Under such a great power of heaven and earth, they lost their language function and the ability to express their fear and terror. Their minds were shocked and they only had the instinct to stand there in a daze.

Zhou Ming was the first to react and shouted in horror: "Village! Village!"

Erdan was shocked and also reacted. The boundless wind and waves were the most terrifying moving natural disasters. Wherever they passed, the sky and the earth changed color and all things were silent. And the storm seemed to be... passing through their village?

"No! Dad! Mom!" Erdan screamed and ran towards the direction of the village regardless of anything.

"Wait!" Zhou Ming reached out to grab it, but it was empty. He shouted, "Are you crazy?" Seeing that Erdan didn't react, he ran after his friend.

The storm swept through the village easily, just like an elephant crushing a mouse. It was so powerful that it covered several miles. The rolling wind and waves did not stop at all and continued to move forward along the predetermined trajectory.

"Stop!" Zhou Ming, who was running wildly, finally caught up with Erdan and pounced on him, knocking Erdan to the ground. The two rolled down the hillside. Zhou Ming finally grabbed Erdan to stabilize his body. The storm ahead was coming.

"It's over..." This thought flashed through Zhou Ming's mind. The next moment, the two were swept by the wind and waves and wrapped in the storm.

The wind was howling! The sky was dark!

The two people in the storm were like two small sampans, swept by the fierce hurricane and thrown away. Zhou Ming's body fell heavily to the ground. He felt black in front of his eyes and lost consciousness.

Dream.

Zhou Ming entered the dream again.

His consciousness was muddled and he was self-ignorant. Various chaotic images were randomly pieced together in the dream, interpreting various scenes and different encounters.

Death, death again and again, various different deaths.

In the dream, he seemed to have turned into different people, experienced different lives one after another, and then died in various ways at the hands of different aliens.

Men, women, old and young, the disabled and the weak, every death he experienced was so real, and the pain of empathy made him experience it vividly.

Aliens, orcs, mushroom people, villains, egg people, mermaids, stone people, snow people, feather people, hairy people, black people... all kinds of death, being beaten to death, being trampled to death, being dismembered, being poisoned, being used as refining materials, being used as food...

This kind of pain continued to accumulate and intensify as more and more pictures appeared. However, the pictures were endless, and Zhou Ming was tortured by various ways of death, and the accumulated pain was even more boundless.

Endless pain made Zhou Ming's will almost crazy. Finally, he was suppressed to the limit and roared from the deepest part of his heart.

"No!"

Zhou Ming sat up suddenly, panting heavily, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and his eyes were black and dizzy.

After a while, he came to his senses and found himself in an unfamiliar room.

The house was spacious and bright, and the furnishings were simple but full of charm. In the eyes of a shepherd boy like him, it was unimaginable luxury.

"Oh? Are you awake?"

A magnetic voice sounded, Zhou Ming looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a man in a green shirt stepping into the room from the door, looking at him with a smile.

"Where is this? How did I get here?" Zhou Ming looked at him and asked in a panic: "Village, how is the village? My parents, and Erdan..."

"Don't worry, little guy, although your injuries have been cured by me, your body is still too weak, don't be too excited." The man walked forward and pressed Zhou Ming's shoulders.

A soft white light lit up in his palm, quickly sweeping across Zhou Ming's body, and Zhou Ming felt a warm body, a lot more comfortable, and relaxed.

"My name is Bai Jing, little guy, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Ming." Zhou Ming said a little stiffly.

"Zhou Ming, um, a good name." Bai Jing nodded and said, "Little guy, I know you have a lot of questions, but don't worry, we have plenty of time, I will answer them one by one."

"First of all, your first question is where is this place, right?" Bai Jing smiled, and then spoke again, with a bit of pride in his tone: "This is the Heaven!"

"Heaven!" Zhou Ming's eyes widened immediately, his face full of disbelief.

Seeing Zhou Ming's exaggerated reaction, Bai Jing smiled with satisfaction and continued: "You were brought back by my master, and my master is called Baiyun Zhenren. Well, little guy..."

Speaking of this, the smile on Bai Jing's face disappeared, his expression became serious, and his eyes were full of pity. He looked at Zhou Ming and spoke softly.

"There are alien feather people who invaded our human territory and committed numerous murders. The village where you live, as well as the people in the village, except you, no one survived..."