Dark clouds piled up, and there was a whirlpool-shaped black center above the city. A hole was broken through the sky, and thunder and lightning bolts roared.

Several young people were gathering, chatting nonsense from all over the world.

"Talk about it, my roommate...the one named Lin Shu," one of the young men said, "I'm just as sick as I'm not saying a word."

The people around him pulled a can of beer and echoed: "He was mute and he was so mute that he didn't even have a look. Go out and live in the place by himself. I really don't want to see him, fuck."

A very loud thunder cracked in everyone's ears, deafeningly, and heavy rain poured down.

They turned out the window at the same time: "It's so fucking big."

The young man complained just now and lifted his eyelids and looked into the sky. He was suddenly stunned and opened his eyes wide.

"This..." he hesitated and surprised, "Three, isn't the dead face standing on the top of the building over there?"

The third brother narrowed his eyes hard and said, "It's really, it's so heavy that this person is really mentally ill?"

"It's not depression, it's autism. Anyway, it's not normal," the young man smirked, "Hey, third brother, why do you still hold something in his arms?"

"There is so much joy for mentally ill people - it looks like a sword."

However, before I could see clearly, something beyond their perception happened.

A huge purple thunder winded out unimaginable radial lines in the black sky, and slashed straight towards the figure at the top of the building in the distance. The light at that moment was too dazzling, and no one could see clearly what was going on.

On the street downstairs, many people took photos excitedly in the rain, with the words "The huge thunderstorm in City X is like the end of the world. Where can I pass the tribulation here?"

——This is the last time they saw Lin Shu.

When Lin Shu woke up, she felt that she was lying down. She tried to turn her eyes and tried to open her eyes.

"Little fool is awake!" A strong accent sounded in his ears.

His body immediately froze, his eyelids were as heavy as Mount Tai, and his bones were rusted, so he almost couldn't breathe.

I'm allergic to people, really.

He took a few deep breaths, and the air was humid and extremely unpleasant.

He tried to activate his true energy, but his cultivation level was completely gone.

"Why is there no movement again?" The voice continued to sound, a middle-aged aunt with a loud voice. She seemed to stretch out her hand and lean towards her.

Imagine the heat of the approaching human body, Lin Shu's senses explode into a ball and suddenly opened his eyes.

The aunt was also shocked by his sudden opening of her eyes: "I was killed by a thousand swords!"

Lin Shu was stiff all over, and after a few breaths, he finally saw the surroundings in dizziness.

The aunt in front of the bed looked fierce and fierce. She wore a linen jacket and skirt, her hair was tied up and a piece of fine wood was inserted, which was not a modern dress.

I was in a thatched hut. The hut was extremely ragged and the walls were bumpy and moldy. If I were to make a retro movie, it would be really difficult to build such a ragged house.

Lin Shu: "..."

Tragedy on earth.

He just wanted to survive a heavenly tribulation - he was not far from ascension after cruising, but he had classes at night and had no time to leave the city and find a wilderness to cross, so he had to choose the tallest building nearby to avoid alarming ordinary people.

If it is broken, it is broken in this building - it is so great that it is not dead. It is equipped with a huge lightning rod. The thunder did not hit him, and was all led down by the lightning rod. People who cultivate immortals are not sincere and have no determination. They try to use external objects to avoid the heavenly disaster. Without exception, they will be punished by heaven. At worst, they will be destroyed and killed, and at least they will be killed and started over again. For example, now.

He really didn't expect that the lightning rod could lead the catastrophe away.

Modern physics harms me.

Lin Shu breathed a few times and felt his body.

The meridians are extremely stagnant and the roots and bones are bizarre. If you say that your qualifications are mediocre, you will just close your eyes and blow them. If you want to practice immortality, you may be a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

He is like a student who was punished for cheating. Not only did he have to re-ed up, but his textbooks were also torn.

Seeing that he looked dull, the aunt calmed down and sighed: "I've been stupid for almost ten years, but it's not good enough - I've been running around in the corners all day long, and I've been flooded this time, so I have to have a better memory."

A man shouted from a distance, and the aunt said "Oh", pressed him down the corner of the quilt, and turned around and left.

Her hand almost brushed across Lin Shu's neck, causing goose bumps all over Lin Shu. He had difficulty breathing and it took him a long time to recover.

The aunt's move was a very normal kindness, but Lin Shu couldn't accept contact with others. The quilt was bizarre and cold as iron. It was even more uncomfortable to cover it tightly than not covering it. It really made people feel unlucky to be relieved.

When the aunt walked away, he got up from the bed, pushed open the wooden door with sticky hands, and looked out. The same dilapidated house was gathered together in groups of three or three, like a village. The courtyard where he was located was located outside the village, and there was abandoned farmland outside the village. A little further away, it was gray and covered by fog and could not see anything.

The sky was strange and dark. It was said that it was early morning, but there were people walking around in every household, and smoke from cooking was curling; it was far-fetched to say that it was evening. The sky was gray and dark, with no stars or moon, and there was no shadow of the afterglow of the sunset. The ghosts were everywhere, which was very unlucky. He couldn't think of anything for a moment, and wanted to observe it again. Seeing the villagers walking outside, the leg that he wanted to step out shrank back and turned back to the room.

The room was really vague, broken and messy, with only one bed in the furniture and a table in front of the bed. There was no mirror, so he could not see his appearance. He recalled the "little fool" and "little mad dog" mentioned by the aunt, and guessed that his shell was indeed a man with intellectual defects, and he didn't know what kind of appearance he looked like.

After touching his weed-like hair, Lin Shu was a little suffocated.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was overturned, and footsteps came from behind. He turned his head and saw that the visitor was still the aunt.

The aunt held a white bowl in her hand, crossed the threshold, and said like a dog: "Little fool, I'm having a meal!"

After shouting, the little fool turned his head and looked straight at him, his expression still not very much like a normal person, but it was also very different from before.

The aunt frowned: "When I fell into water once, why are you even more stupid?"

After saying that, she put the bowl on the table and turned around to leave.

There are not many people in this world who are quiet, and fools are one of them because no one will talk to a fool. This is something Lin Shu never wants, but it is not possible now. He must communicate with someone, otherwise he can only be a fool here for the rest of his life. Although he likes quiet, he does not want to be a fool - especially a fool who is covered with a moldy quilt in a moldy house.

So, when the aunt was about to walk out, she heard a little trembling voice behind her: "...thank you."

Auntie: "Oh!"

She turned around suddenly and said, "You are not stupid!"

Lin Shu nodded stiffly.

The aunt almost danced and raised her voice and shouted outside: "Little fool is not stupid!"

The sound of footsteps sounded, and in a moment, a large group of yellow-faced and thin villagers gathered at the door, and they all excitedly stretched their necks and looked into the room.

"Isn't the little fool stupid?"

"Are you really not stupid?"

"The little fool is really not stupid!"

Lin Shu: "..."

How could a fool suddenly become smart? How could he make such a big noise?

The aunt put the bowl down, tremblingly stepped forward, and grabbed Lin Shu's hand: "You... have you remembered something?"

Lin Shu: "!!!"

He was held by the aunt, his hair stood up all over his body, his eyes turned black, and he took a few steps back like an electric shock, almost so much that he almost flew out of the sky.

Unexpectedly, the aunt knelt down and said, "You must save us!"

When the villagers saw the aunt kneeling down, they followed suit and kowtowed outside the door: "You must save us!"

Lin Shu moved his lips and organized the language with difficulty, wanting to ask these people why they had to kneel down.

Unexpectedly, I haven't spoken for too long and I can't organize it at all.

He spoke hard: "What do you want me to do?"

Several people started talking, especially the aunt's voice was the loudest. Fortunately, although Lin Shu could hardly speak, he could still listen to others and barely understood what they meant.

Ten years ago, I don’t know what kind of monsters were causing trouble. In short, there was a great disaster and the entire village was in danger. An immortal passed by and used magic to protect the place for ten years. The condition was to entrust the villagers to a dull little fool who said he was his apprentice.

The villagers asked again, what should we do after ten years of spells?

The immortal beat many maneuvers and said a big word like "but wait for the opportunity to come" and left in a dignified manner.

Now, the ten-year period is coming, and the magic barrier is also shaking, but the little fool is not stupid. It is obvious that the opportunity has come, and the villagers are naturally overjoyed, hoping that the little fool who suddenly knows can have a way to deal with it.

Lin Shu looked outside.

The scene is still the same - the demonic atmosphere is full of ghosts and mists. It is said that the fog is extinct and is full of zombies and evil spirits. The whole village is like an isolated island on the sea. There has been no news from outside for ten years. Even if the villagers want to break their heads, they have no way to go out. If he has no countermeasures, he will be trapped here.

He has been practicing immortality since he was a child, with excellent roots and bones. He has been practicing for more than ten years and has been smooth sailing to the Mahayana. Now he is sent to this place by the Heavenly Way. Not only is he trapped, but he also has to talk to people. This is a difficult situation that he has never seen before.

Lin Shu stood there, took a few deep breaths, and after doing some psychological construction, he finally organized his language and asked: "Is there a sword?"

The villagers looked at him together, and their knees were a little weak, and they wanted to bow their heads and bow down.
Chapter completed!