After the immortal disappeared

The mountain road was rugged, so he decisively abandoned his horse and followed the bloodstains on the road to catch up.

The prey was a lame blue sheep. It hurriedly appeared on the mountainside and hid in the dense jungle.

The sun cannot penetrate the dense forest, and there are thick shadows everywhere. It was noon, but the dew from last night was still hanging on the myrtle fruits. The ground was covered with all kinds of leaves, and the old roots underneath were tangled and tangled, making it easy for people to trip over.

In this environment, it was difficult to track, but he still found a few drops of blood on the leaves and a small strand of hair on the trunk.

Yes, that's the direction.

Blue sheep do have the habit of climbing high when encountering enemies.

He climbed up quickly, but ignored a pair of eyes staring at him in the shadow of the jungle three feet away.

These eyes were filled with astonishing anger and hatred.

After climbing over the boulder on the ridge, he saw the blue sheep again, lowering his head and licking the wound on his leg. Just as he was about to take off the bow and arrow from his back, he saw a shadow flying towards him from the corner of his eye, as fast as light.

That is……?

Before he could finish his thought, the thing had already pounced on him.

This was actually a huge leopard, as big as a tiger, its front paws were bigger than his head, and its fur seemed to have been rinsed and faded to the point of gravel.

The giant leopard opened its mouth, and the fishy wind hit its face. He subconsciously raised his arm to block the vital part, only to hear a "click" sound, and his armor-covered forearm was bitten directly through. It was unknown whether there was any fracture. The opponent hit him so hard that he couldn't even stand still and rolled straight down the ridge.

The leopard got entangled with him, biting wildly. He couldn't help but scream, but that didn't stop him from pulling out the short knife from his waist with his other hand and stabbing more than a dozen bloody holes in his opponent's body!

The weapon was as sharp as iron, and not to mention severely damaging the leopard's internal organs, blood spurted out from the two knives pierced in the chest, splattering all over his head and face.

All living things have the instinct to survive. No matter how brave the beast is, it is time to abandon the enemy and run away.

But there is none at this end!

It dragged him out as hard as he could, leaving a trail of blood behind him.

He looked into the leopard's blood-red eyes and realized it was crazy.

Sand Leopard shouldn't be here at all. Where did this cheating thing come from! It even yelled a human line at him:

"The divine bones will never be given to you!"

"Let go, let go quickly!" He was so frightened that he stabbed the leopard three times in the neck, trying to use all his strength to break free.

There is no way to survive down here!

However, no matter how serious the injury was, it could not stop the leopard. The next second, the bodies of both parties were empty.

One person and one leopard fell into the abyss of a hundred feet.

Even before death, the leopard acted like a monster and bit him on the neck.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the protective chain pendant hanging around his neck burst into red light and shattered.

At that moment, the last frame frozen in his field of vision was four bloody fangs!

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"ah--!"

He Lingchuan shouted and sat up, frightening the people around him.

The maid closest to him was so startled that she took three steps back. Another strange-looking man came out of nowhere and stood next to him and looked around: "Young Master?"

In front of you is an exquisite small hall, with two screens and beautiful scenery. There is a stage in the middle. The people on the stage are dressed in uniforms and makeup. The audience below the stage is eating melon seeds, drinking tea, and chatting. There are more than 200 people in total. Let’s look up together at this moment.

Yes, he was in the private room on the second floor. There was light sweet goose pear incense burning in the corner; there were still water drops hanging on the grapes and honeydew on the silver plate beside him.

This is a theater, called Zhaixiantai, not outside a hundred-foot cliff. He Lingchuan also came to his senses and subconsciously pressed his neck: "I'm fine."

There used to be four deep dental cavities here, only half an inch away from the carotid artery, but now they have healed and new tender red flesh has grown. He had at least a dozen new scars like this all over his body.

There is also a necklace hanging around his neck.

He clearly remembered that the round body-protecting jade pendant cracked and shattered under the leopard's huge force, splitting into eight petals. Somehow, when he woke up, it was still hanging around his neck.

I don’t know when I got into the habit of wanting to touch it whenever I had nothing to do, as if it had some inexplicable connection with him.

There was also a rich young man in the box, named Liu Baobao. When he saw this, he gave the boy next to him a snap of his fingers. The latter immediately moved to the railing and sang downwards: "Young Master is awake, let's continue!"

The popular operas in Yuan Kingdom are mainly short and fast, seeking novelty and novelty. They often go straight to the theme without lengthy singing, so young people also like it very much and just read it as a story. Today, there are two new plays prepared by Zhaixiantai, starring famous actors. Unexpectedly, not long after the performance started, Young Master He fell asleep upstairs. What followed was a fierce fighting scene. Liu Baobao was afraid of disturbing his sweet dream, so he stopped it midway.

The wait lasted for most of an hour, and the audience below complained slightly. Fortunately, the master woke up at this time.

The sound of silk and bamboo rustled downstairs, and a clear male voice sang: "Let's talk about the golden bull, the guardian beast released by the Xilao Kingdom, which is invincible -"

He Lingchuan frowned.

Is this it again?

He just fell asleep listening to this drama, and now he's here again?

Liu Baobao saw his expression and immediately smiled and said, "Brother Chuan doesn't like it?"

He Lingchuan said slowly: "It's warm."

In fact, this is a special show organized by Liu Baobao. He is the one who spends the money. Even the actors were appointed by him more than two months ago. Zhai Xiantai spent a lot of money to invite this entire troupe from the mainland to Heishui City, where birds do not lay eggs.

But the man in the audience was the one with sleepy eyes. He also added: "Next time I change to another theater, don't call it 'Picking Immortals'. Are immortals like peaches? They can be picked at will?"

Liu Baobao smiled and said: "This store was originally called 'Zhaixingtai', but later the owner thought that it would be better to do business with fairy characters. That is, we should call it whatever it is lacking."

He Lingchuan half-squinted his eyes: "Oh, Blackwater City is short of immortals?"

"No shortage, no shortage, Lord He is enough in Blackwater City!" Liu Baobao said quickly, "What the hell are immortals? Legends and misty things can only be written in storybooks. Who can lack it?"

He quickly changed the topic: "Then let's change to Mr. He's "Dingdao Mountain"?"

"Okay." His father's name was mentioned, how could He Lingchuan say no?

He leaned back and lay back on the soft couch with half-closed eyes. The middle-aged man waved away the surrounding attendants, and then asked him in a low voice: "Those nightmares again?"

"Tsk." He denied with a chuckle, "No!"

"How is that possible!" He Lingchuan emphasized his tone and said, "Uncle Hao, let's watch the show."

This is a redundant sentence, but it fits his character. Uncle Hao, a middle-aged man, didn't argue, just shut up and stood aside.

The famous actor's skills were so impressive that the audience applauded. He Lingchuan watched for a while, then moved his eyes to the curl of smoke on the incense burner, and unconsciously fell into a trance again.

In fact, he is not He Lingchuan.

The real He Lingchuan is probably gone.

He is just a nobody in another world, an inexplicable replacement.

His daily life is to work an ordinary job in an ordinary unit and receive an ordinary salary. As a young man with strong vitality, he often finds it hard to calm down. However, no matter how impassioned and violent he may be behind the scenes, as soon as he appears in front of others, he immediately wants to live in peace and peace.

The beatings of society can always turn people into the screws it wants.

At the time of the economic downturn, the company had been delaying wages for three months, but he couldn't boldly say, "I'm quitting the job, you guys can go to hell," and then leave.

How did you get here?

It’s hard to say. He remembered that he wandered around the door of the restaurant two or three times that day, and finally he kindly went to take care of the street stall business. After all, in the winter, it’s hard to do business if you’re exposed to wind and cold.

"Boss, here are the pancakes, add more onions, more sauce...don't add eggs or meat...yes, don't add them either."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a car crash into the little girl on the side of the road. The driver panicked and drove faster.

The tragedy was right in front of him, but without even thinking, he did the bravest thing in his life:

He rushed forward and picked up the girl...

Think he was hit by a car? No, not at all.

He was unharmed and returned the child to the couple who rushed up to him. He also gave the child a few words of instruction, telling her to "remember to look at the road more often" in the future, and then turned around.

Before he could take two steps, a flower pot fell from the sky and hit him on the head with precision.

So, he was sent here.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the bed with pain all over. The room was antique, and the people around me looked surprised. There was also a handsome middle-aged man with tears in his eyes and an excited tone: "Lingchuan, you finally woke up!"

He touched his head and found that he had become He Lingchuan, the eldest son of He Chunhua, the prefect of Qiansong County in Jinzhou, Yuan Kingdom.