Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 4 Back to Reality
"vomit--"

The branch had no way to get the thing out, Han Jinglue had no choice but to suppress his nausea, and stretched out his hand to grope inside the rotten meat.

It felt like mud... No, it felt like groping in wet and smelly mashed potatoes, which made Han Jing retch for a while.

The touch from his fingers was the worst thing he had ever touched in his life.

After finally grabbing the hard object and pulling it, Han Jinglue finally saw its true face.

A pure white bead appeared in front of his eyes, and an alluring strong fragrance wafted out.

But at this moment, Han Jinglue's body was in pain like hell, he was in pain and wanted to vomit, he just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.No interest in studying it at all.

After putting it away, he used a branch to pull the mouse's body for a while.

Strange to say, as soon as the mouse died, its fur would fall off with the slightest touch of a branch.

There is no blood on the white fur, and it seems to be very clean.

Han Jinglue didn't want it at first, but when he thought that the fur had played a certain blocking role when the fruit knife stabbed it, he simply picked it up.

But apart from the fur, he didn't find anything else that could attract attention.

Putting on his backpack and taking a last look at the corpse of the giant color-changing mouse, Han Jinglue returned to the rental house without looking back.

My top priority now is to go back to recuperate...

Han Jinglue limped towards the neighborhood.

The street was too quiet, only his breathing echoed in his ears.

Such quietness made Han Jinglue's spirit a little tense, for fear that a monster that looked like a flame mouse would accidentally pounce from the side of the road.

Fortunately, his luck seemed to turn around. He didn't encounter any monsters until he entered the access control gate of the rental building.

After closing the door and blocking the door with something, Han Jinglue breathed a sigh of relief.

Back at the rental house, Han Jinglue sat down on the floor.

In this situation, how could he care about being dirty?Anyway, he who just touched the rotten flesh of the color-changing mouse is definitely the dirtiest existence in the room.

"hiss……"

Sitting on the ground, Han Jinglue wanted to drink some water, but accidentally pulled the wound, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

He reached out and took out the bead, and opened the attribute panel.

【Name: Han Jinglue】

【Race: Human】

【Sex: Male】

【Age: 24 years old】

[Biological level: 1 stars]

[Attribute: (the average value of a human male soldier is 10 points)]

【Strength: 9】

[Agility: 7]

[Physical: 10]

【Intelligence: 11】

【Perception: 14】

【Charm: 12】

【Skills: Classical Chinese (Beginners), Traditional Chinese (Beginners)...】

[Supernatural power: none]

[Evolution point: 100]

【Possession:】

[Fire Rat Neidan: The core of the two-star creature Fire Rat, non-toxic, you can gain supernatural powers if you eat it. 】

[Fire Rat Fur: It can resist the burning of ordinary flames, and has 80% resistance to special flames. The fur can be made into fire raccoons, which can store fire attribute mana]

There are two changes at the bottom of the attribute panel, one is that the evolution point has changed from zero to one hundred, and the other is that there are two more possessions.

Han Jinglue's attention could not help but focus on the Fire Rat's inner alchemy and fur, and then some introductions popped up from it.

Looking at the explanation on the attribute panel, Han Jinglue picked up the Fire Rat Neidan and put it in his mouth.

In this case, it seems that he has no choice.

The inner alchemy was thrown into the mouth by Han Jinglue. After chewing, the taste was crunchy, but there was no reason for the taste.

After eating the inner alchemy, he observed himself, and there seemed to be no change.

Looking at the gray mirror in the rented house, he had a straight nose, wide eyebrows and big eyes, the same as before, but the wounds on his body made him look very embarrassed.

Noticing any changes, Han Jinglue returned to the bedroom and fell directly on the bed.

"I... what did I do..."

Lying on the bed, looking at the dim and moldy ceiling, Han Jing slightly sighed from the bottom of his heart.

To say that his whole life is completely the experience of ordinary people.

His father ran the mine in his early years, and his mother divorced her father in her early years.

Later, after the imperial court banned mining of minerals, my father failed to invest and couldn't stand it, so he returned to his hometown mountain village.

When he was in elementary school, Han Jinglue had lofty ideals, such as scientists, writers, officials...

I have imagined everything, and the results are quite good.

Although the family could no longer afford to support himself, Han Jinglue was still able to work and study, so that he could go to college.

I studied painting at university, and after graduation, I became an animation artist for a comic company.

Although he is just a small employee, his salary can barely reach 1 yuan a month.

Transfer 2000 to my father every month, pay 2000 rent by myself, and get 6 in my hands.

From time to time, there are more orders and more performance, and some bonuses are also [-].

The small life is still nourishing, but I don't have any radical ideas.

It turned out to be fine now, and came to this weird world...

Leaving aside anything else, if you can't find medicine to treat the wound, you are probably only one step away from death.

Han Jinglue lay on the bed touching his slightly burned chest, the pain in his chest and back exhausted him physically and mentally.

"Can't sleep...can't sleep..."

The eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, even though Han Jinglue reminded himself that he couldn't sleep, he still fell asleep unknowingly under such tugging.

In the dream, he only felt in a daze, as if he was in the chaos and darkness.

The feeling of drowning in the deep sea came again, my body and soul seemed to be pulled by the current, ups and downs...

After sinking for a long time, when he felt a ray of light appear, he seemed to be able to control his body.

He swam towards the ray of light, and his body gradually became warmer.

This feeling lasted for a long time, until some noisy voices rang in his ears, which startled Han Jinglue's drowsy mind.

Sitting up straight suddenly, he saw a clean and tidy bedroom, and heard the sound of some brats playing in the neighborhood.

"came back?!"

Looking at the white walls, feeling the warm sunshine.

Standing up and opening the curtains, the dilapidated neighborhood became lively, with some brats running around in the neighborhood, creating a peaceful scene.

"What's going on here? You came back by yourself? But how did you come back?"

When Han Jing came back to his senses, he felt a little absurd. He even wondered if he was dreaming.

"It's not a dream! It shouldn't be a dream..."

Han Jinglue stretched out his hand to touch his chest, but he touched the skin directly.

The burn on his chest where the blood of the discolored rat was spattered had healed, revealing brand new skin.

If it wasn't for the tattered T-shirt reminding him, maybe he really thought it was a dream.

He turned his head to look at the head of the bed, and saw two backpacks beside the bed.

Two identical backpacks, except that one is brand new and the other is tattered...

(End of this chapter)