Update time: 2012-06-08

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In March, grass grows and birds fly. In a coastal city on the Eastern continent, the weather has already started to get hot in March, and handsome men and beautiful women have already changed into the most popular summer clothes;

Dingding Dingding... The alarm kept ringing. It was time for Chen Xuan to get up and be late. His roommate urged him again and again.

"It's so annoying!" Chen Xuan muttered.

Yesterday was Chen Xuan’s birthday. A group of friends celebrated Chen Xuan. These buddies had to give him up until they couldn’t find him. In the end, they drank so dark that they didn’t know why Chen Xuan returned to the rental house.

At this time, he hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed to the company.

Chen Xuan is a small employee and is very dedicated. Dedication in today's society is also a virtue.

After going to college, Chen Xuan entered society with great dreams, but society was not what he imagined. "selfish", "self-interest" and "intrigues" emerged one after another, turning the originally simple teenager into mature and mature.

"I'm so tired. I've been busy for a day and finally got off work. I'm 25 and haven't even negotiated a partner yet. Finally, I met someone who thought he had no money and power. Why is the woman so snobbish now?" Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh in secret when he saw the couple passing by on the road.

After sighing, Chen Xuan suddenly had an idea: "Anyway, today is the weekend, and it's still early, so it's better to go to the second-hand market. Maybe you can find good things. I heard some time ago that someone actually found ceramics from the Song Dynasty in the second-hand market, but I don't know whether they are true or false."

I took the bus to the second-hand market and got off the bus. It happened that today was another weekend, and many small vendors rushed over to set up stalls.

Chen Xuan also squeezed into the crowd, looked left and right, to see if there was anything he liked.

He loves to collect. Sometimes he knows it is fake, but if he is right, he will still accept it.

He slowly walked to a small stall facing the corner and stopped. He looked at the things on it. The paintings were fake at first glance. They were only bought by fools. There were also a few fake jade carvings scattered on the ground.

Chen Xuan was attracted by one of the stones that were as big as a fist, and then asked the boss: "Boss, what is this? Why did you take out the stones and sell them?"

"I took this back from a remote rural area. This family sold the stone in a hurry with money, saying that this was his family heirloom. At that time, I thought he lied to me, but it felt different when I held it in my hand. There was a cool silk intention to drill into my own hands." The boss introduced it with a mysterious look.

He took the stone in his hand and tried it. There was indeed a cold air penetrated into his body. Chen Xuan suddenly felt curious.

"How much can you sell this stone?"

"I spent 300 yuan on this stone when I collected it. I haven't sold it for two years. If you want it, you can take it away with 350! It's useless for me to keep it!" the boss said readily.

After some bargaining, Chen Xuan bought it for 320 yuan. When he returned to the rental house, his roommates came back, so he went down to eat something by himself and came back.

Chen Xuan picked up the stone I bought today and played with it in his hand. What happened today? He never wanted to buy something like today, as if he was afraid of being bought by others.

I shook my head and said, "I won't think about it anymore, I bought it." I came under the desk lamp, picked up the stone and took a photo below to see if I could find a little bit of it.

"No!" Why do you feel the stone moving by itself? Then the stone emits a dazzling light and flew towards Chen Xuan.

"No!" Chen Xuan shouted, but the stone still hit his head hard.

After a severe pain, Chen Xuan fainted and lost consciousness!

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In an exquisite courtyard, a heart-wrenching woman screamed, "Doctor, please, you must save my son!" After calling out, the young woman sat on the ground.

A man in his fifties stood next to him and sighed helplessly: "Madam, it's not that I don't save him. The young master's injuries are too serious. Seven ribs are broken, the internal organs are displaced, and blood stasis remains in the body and cannot be discharged. Unless he can wake up by himself, the god Daluo cannot save him!"

The beautiful young woman glanced at the direction of the big bed, "Xuan'er, who hurts you?" she asked in a crying voice.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy lay on the big bed, with a pale complexion and his eyes closed. He saw that he had less air intake and more air outlets, and he was not far from the dead air.

A middle-aged man in his forties stood by the bed with a gloomy face frowned and grim. Chen Yumu, the successor of the Chen family, one of the three major families in Hongling Town, was inexplicably attacked and seriously injured. When he arrived, his son was left with a breath. Who was the one who was the one who was the one who was so cruel to him?

"Ling'er, go to the account room to get ten taels of silver for the sir!" The young woman wiped her tears and gave instructions to the maid beside her.

"Master, let's be mournful on Madam's Day!" The old man persuaded him and retreated with the maid.

...

Two days passed, but the boy still had a faint breath, as if telling everyone that I was still alive. Even the old man who treated the boy that day thought it was a miracle. What will it be that made the boy support him until now.

"Well... I finally woke up. Why can't my eyes open even if I hurt so much? Am I blind? I remember the stone I bought flew towards me and hit me, and then I didn't realize it."

"Am I dead? This is the underworld? But I vaguely heard a female voice crying in my ears.

What exactly is that stone, and where am I now?"

Chen Xuan kept asking himself in his heart, but he couldn't open his eyes and had no sense of consciousness.

Five days later, Chen Xuan walked out of such dark days. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a tingling pain in his head, and fainted again, but a thin green energy flowed out from Chen Xuan's eyebrows and slowly flowed out to his body, repairing his body.

Opening his eyes again, Chen Xuan looked at the quaint building, then looked at himself, and thought to himself: "Why did I come here? And I have become a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy?"
Chapter completed!