I can record wonders

Chapter 1

South China Sea.

Ling'ao Island.

Left Deng Alley.

The wind comes from the sea and turns into a wild beast here, roaring into the world.

This night, it was extremely wet and cold.

Everyone in the alley has fallen asleep, and only the small courtyard in the deepest part has a faint light.

"You little bitch! You blatantly brought someone home!!"

"No, no, he...he was washed up by the sea. If he is not saved..."

"How dare you talk back!"

Snapped!
The sound of thorns being slapped on the body was urgent and hot.

The girl groaned in pain.

"Drag him out and throw him away before he dies!"

……

Fu Ning vaguely felt someone dragging his body.

But my head was so dizzy that I couldn't keep my eyes open.

"What's wrong with me?"

He vaguely remembered that he was shooting outdoor scenes with a drone, but he did not expect that a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the AR field of vision.

Fu Ning didn't react in time, plunged into it, and then lost consciousness.

"What is that whirlpool?"

His thoughts gradually recovered, and he felt as if his soul had returned to his body, regaining all consciousness at once.

pain.

Extreme pain.

It was as if the brains had been cut out, fried and fried, and then stuffed back in again.

Sour, spicy, salty, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, entangled, lingering, and irritating.

I don’t know how long it took before the pain dissipated.

Fu Ning opened his eyes.

In the dry eye sockets, the eyes seemed to be rolled on sandpaper, stuck uneasily.

The dilated pupils began to shrink rapidly, and the blurred world became clear.

It's a cramped space cobbled together.

It's a little dark, a little damp, and you can vaguely smell the moldy smell of wood, but it will soon be blown away by the incoming wind.

The wind was mixed with moisture and salty smell, and the whole space shook.

If nothing else, this should be a small boat, and he was lying in the cabin.

The dizziness after traveling and the rocking of the boat gave him the illusion that his soul and body were separated.

"What is this place?"

Fu Ning used all his strength to barely climb out of the cabin.

The scorching sun in front of him gave him a dizzy spell.

The long period of darkness made his eyes picky.

After a brief period of discomfort, the field of vision began to be occupied by blue.

The ebb and flow, the layers upon layers.

At a glance, the sea and sky merge into one in the boundless place.

"Sure enough, no matter where you are, the sea is always the same magnificent."

There are many boats parked on this side of the sea.

Most of them were badly damaged, and Fu Ning's boat was one of them.

When the sea breeze blows, the rotten trees everywhere compete with each other, making a tooth-wrenching friction sound.

Fu Ning stuck his head out of the boat, and a pale face was immediately reflected in the water.

The eyebrows were set into the temples, the bridge of the nose was high, but there was a hint of weakness in the eyes, and there was a scar about an inch between the eyes.

The scar was very fresh, and the scabbed flesh and blood hung on both sides of the wound, like a black centipede lying on the forehead.

It made the originally handsome face look a bit ferocious.

Suck!
"this is me??!"

The gentle breeze blows and wrinkles the water mirror.

The scene in the water was blurry for a while, but another scene suddenly squeezed out of the depths of my memory.

That's three superimposed perspectives from different directions.

In every perspective, the shadow of a hand is reflected.

A woman's hand.

Slim, white and flawless.

The shadow continues to expand in the pupils.It quickly blocked all view.

shuh~
A touch of warmth passed by.

Hands and eyes, staggered.

Eyeballs hanging from fingertips.

There are many scars on the face.

A silver bell-like laughter sounded, and along with the scar, it was engraved into his mind.

Boom~
The picture is fragmented, boiling and subsided like sea water.

Looking at the reflection in the water again, Fu Ning no longer felt unfamiliar.

"It turns out this was once an eye!"

He reached out and touched the scar on his forehead, and pain shot through his heart.

A new memory has appeared in my mind.

"Sure enough, he has traveled through time."

This is a world of bizarre wonders.

The way of heaven is constantly changing, so wonders often appear and disappear in an instant.

However, there was a saint who contemplated the marvelous scene and realized something, so he left a legacy and was called the "Scenery Scholar".

Jingshi can receive heavenly rewards, magical creations, secret records of elixirs, and magical powers of destiny by visualizing the external scenes...

Pushing the heaven and earth into one thing, crossing the four seas within an inch of your heart.

The same scenery, in different eyes, will have different perceptions.

Just like a leaf, some people see sadness, some see autumn, some see ambition, and some see deserted dusk.

Where there is ordinary, there is extraordinary.

Among Jingshi, there is a special type of blood. They are uniquely endowed with facial features that are different from ordinary people (eyebrows, eyes, ears, nose, mouth). When visualizing, they can see through all kinds of unpredictable things, so they are called "spirits". official'.

In Fu Ning's memory, he was born with a third spiritual eye on his forehead.

In this eye, all tracks are dull, and all illusions are nothingness.

A bit like the Sharingan in the previous life of Hokage.

Not only do they have similar eyes, but their fates are also the same.

The spiritual official is the original sin.

We all play the same game, why can you cheat?
Therefore, there are evil arts in the world that can feed spiritual slaves, take away their spiritual organs, and then plant them in their own flesh and blood to transform them.

As a result, the Lingguan bloodline became the prey of the cultivation world. The stronger the ability, the more it became the target of Jingshi's competition.

As a result, Fu Ning's family was wiped out, and after the clan members were captured, they were raised as spiritual slaves for others to choose from.

Fu Ning is also one of them. He was raised since he was a child. Until not long ago, his third eye was taken away by that jade hand, and his memory ended here.

A thin wave came from far to near, and the reflection was crushed again, mixed with sea water.

Fu Ning looked away.

The way of heaven is to damage more than enough to make up for what is not enough; the way of man is to damage enough to give more than enough.

No matter which world we are in, the law of the jungle is the rule of thumb.

The higher the martial arts, the less humane they become.

Not to mention this fantasy world, I'm afraid it will only have no lower limit.

"Cough cough~"

The complicated thoughts consumed a lot of energy, and weakness began to occupy the high ground. Fu Ning smiled bitterly: "I traveled across the world to take the blame."

The spiritual official is connected to the bloodline, and life is at stake.

If the body is a sealed bag, and the spiritual organ is taken away, it is like opening a hole in the bag, and the vitality inside will quickly dissipate.

Therefore, once the spiritual organ is taken away, it means the end of life.

But perhaps because of time travel, Fu Ning miraculously survived.

However, he could feel that the energy in his body was still flowing away. If it was not replenished, the outcome would still be the same.

Just replenishing the body, how easy is it?
wow~
The boat rocked.

The wind at sea seems to be a bit stronger.

"Is the tide coming in?"

He looked up.

A small wave moves from far to near, and before it spreads out, it is pushed away by the small wave behind it, and finally arches to the shore and seeps into the yellow sand.

Come like wind and rain, go like dust.

Most of the world is like this.

I just regret that my previous life was too hasty and this life is too difficult.

Just when he didn't know what to do with himself, a mysterious light suddenly lit up in his mind.

　Ladies and gentlemen, the new book sets sail~
　　The internal investment has passed, rest assured to invest.

　　Give old book friends two days to get on the bus~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)