Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 2 Swirling and Xuanming

I don't know how long it has been...

Xin Ziqiu sneezed loudly and woke up slowly.

In a daze, he found himself lying in a field of withered and yellow weeds.

The computer, desk, lamp, and shrimp crackers that should have been in front of him are all gone.

He was startled, sat up suddenly, and looked around.

Looking at it, he suddenly felt a chill from his toes to the top of his head, and every hair on his body seemed to explode suddenly.

At this time, it was almost dusk, the setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow dyed the ground dark golden.

Surrounded by barren hills.

In the rocky hills, weeds are everywhere, and strange rocks grow everywhere.

The cold wind was bleak, blowing the weeds and making rustling noises.

In the forest in the distance, there was the scream of Ye Xiao, which made people feel terrified.

Oh my God!This is not Yanyuan, where is this?

Even though Xin Ziqiu had always been bold and generous, he couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat and his heart beating violently.

This is a dream...

He pinched his thigh hard, and the pain broke through his heart.

Obviously, this is not in a dream, everything around is terribly real.

He looked down, and the weird parchment had fallen off from his hand, and it was laying flat on the ground.

Xin Ziqiu took a deep breath, trying to calm down the shocking emotion.

He checked himself carefully, and found that his whole body was intact, and he didn't feel anything unusual, so he was slightly relieved.

When I looked at the parchment again, I saw a red light flashing on it, and blood oozed out strangely.

The blood and water did not blend together drop by drop, and flowed and slid on it like rolling balls, constantly permuting and combining, forming one after another strange runes, which seemed to be writing some words that Xin Ziqiu did not know.

In the end, the bloodstain stopped changing, forming two lines of Chinese characters on the parchment.

"Welcome to the whirling world!"

"Prospective traveler, are you ready?"

Xin Ziqiu was dumbfounded, what happened before his eyes was beyond his understanding.

"..."

"Get ready for your circles!"

"Whirling world, prospective traveler? What the hell is this?"

Xin Ziqiu cursed in his heart.

He is not a person who is easily agitated, but at this moment he really can't control himself.

At this time, the blood on the parchment changed again, revealing more words.

"Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty reigned, in September of the first year of Jiayou. Undercurrents surged in the peaceful and prosperous age. Daliao, Xixia, Dali, and Tubo stand side by side, eyeing each other."

"The test for a prospective walker: Obtain any copy of "The Sutra of the Underworld", or survive in this world for six months. After completing the test, you will be officially promoted to a first-order walker."

"You are attracted by the power of gluttony, and you can get additional help from the power of gluttony in this world."

The words formed by the blood stayed on the parchment for a few seconds before re-seeping into it and disappearing.

And the whole parchment also instantly turned into a stream of colorful light, before Xin Ziqiu could react, it sank into his right arm, leaving an obscure and distorted black pattern there, like a strange tattoo.

Xin Ziqiu was bewildered.

A moment ago, he was still playing games in the dormitory, listening to the domineering lectures from the boss.

But at the next moment, he inexplicably came to another world.

Emperor Renzong?Is this the Northern Song Dynasty?I crossed?Like Xiang Shaolong in "Looking for Qin Ji"?

Back in 2006, time-travel novels had not yet become popular, and even cultivation novels had just begun to take off.

Although Xin Ziqiu reads a lot of casual books, the only time travel novel he has read is Mr. Huang Yi's "Looking for Qin Ji".

This was after the boss became the head of the regiment and started to study the art of conducting, Xin Ziqiu got it from him.

Moreover, their dormitory actually read this book as that book.

Xin Ziqiu felt that such things as time travel could be written in novels. Who would really take such supernatural things seriously?
But who would have thought that today he really crossed over.

Xin Ziqiu's heart sank, he didn't want to leave his original world.

How nice it is to live in the peaceful age of the 21st century, with the Internet, computers, games, and so many delicious and fun things.

Moreover, he is about to graduate from Yanda Mathematics Institute in one year. Not to mention the bright future, at least he can live a free life without worrying about food and clothing.

Who would want to come to ancient times, he wouldn't change it for an emperor.

Not the Northern Song Dynasty, not time travel...

Xin Ziqiu thought silently in his heart, how he wished that the boss and other brothers in the dormitory suddenly appeared at this time, and told him with a smile that this was just a harmless prank they directed.

Just when he was at a loss and had no clue, a gust of cold wind blew by and made him shiver.

Only then did Xin Ziqiu realize that he was only wearing a vest, a pair of shorts, and only a pair of plastic slippers under his feet.

so cold...

not summer...

Xin Ziqiu noticed something was wrong, the dormitory was extremely hot, and the weather forecast said that the maximum temperature today was [-] degrees.

But now, the wind is bitter, and it's bitingly cold. Where is the temperature in summer?

It's over, this is definitely not in Beijing.

Xin Ziqiu remembered the words on the parchment:
"September of the first year of Jiayou..."

It's really time travelling, this weather is clearly the temperature of late autumn.

It's over, it's over.

Xin Ziqiu slammed the ground hard, no longer having unrealistic fantasies.

Although he is a high-achieving student of Yanda Mathematics Academy, he did not pass the college entrance examination, but was recommended.

Compared with mathematics, his history and Chinese are pitifully weak. Although he knew that Renzong was the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, he didn't know anything about any major historical events that happened during the Jiayou period.

In fact, Xin Ziqiu's only little knowledge about the Northern Song Dynasty comes from Mr. Jin Yong's "Tianlong Babu", and Mr. Shan Tianfang's "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" and "White-browed Heroes" storytelling.

However, he is resolute and open-minded by nature. Now that he knows that he has really traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty, he has no choice but to face it calmly.

Right now, he has to live first, maybe he can complete the task on the parchment, get that scripture, and he still has a chance to return to the original world.

At this time, in his mind, a soft female voice sounded:

"You have a message from 'Xuanming', please choose whether to accept it."

Xin Ziqiu's mind was in a mess at this time, and his nerves were extremely sensitive.Hearing the sound, he stood up abruptly, clenched his fists and put them on his chest, posing in a buckling posture, and looked around vigilantly.

But where are people around?
"Who is it? Who is talking?"

The voice sounded again:
"You still have ten seconds to choose to accept, then the message will be deleted directly."

"ten"

"Nine"

"..."

This time Xin Ziqiu could hear clearly, the sound really came directly into his mind, as if wearing a pair of earplugs.

He gritted his teeth and chose to accept.

A grand bell sounded like a dragon chanting at Fangze, piercing people's soul as if across infinite time and space.

After the bell rang, a man's voice came:

"Ziqiu, I'm 'Xuanming', I'm sorry to involve you in this whirling world..."

Xin Ziqiu thought, this person actually knew him, but his voice sounded strange.

"...This Great Thousand World is of a very high level. It is not accessible to prospective practitioners who have just entered the world. It is far more dangerous than your current ability limit. Don't run around."

"Find a way to survive and wait for me in Bianliang City, Tokyo. I will find you, help you complete this mission, and bring you back to your original world."

"I know you have a lot of questions, trust me, wait for me, I will answer all your questions."

"Live, I know you can..."

The message came to an abrupt end, leaving only the sound of the northwest wind whistling, and Xin Ziqiu who stood there dumbfounded.

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