The strongest immortal emperor in history

Chapter 1 The Old Man

"Little baby, wake up."

A call sounded in Zhou Qi's mind, who is calling me, my head hurts, what's wrong with me, in a daze, Zhou Qi tried to open his eyes, and what caught his eyes was an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, white hair and childlike face The face, the mouth kept calling, and the worried expression filled the old man's face.

Seeing Zhou Qi's eyes open, the worried expression on the old man's face immediately eased. He put his hand on Zhou Qi's forehead, stroked it for a while, nodded and said to himself: "The fever has subsided, and I am awake."

"Little baby, it's better."

Zhou Qi looked at the old man in front of him, a little dazed. He was a young man in his 20s. Although he was younger than the old man in front of him by how many years, he was still not used to being called out one by one by the other party. He wanted to answer. The old man opened his mouth to ask a question, his throat was stabbed, he couldn't speak a word, he wanted to struggle to sit up, but he couldn't use any strength, he couldn't feel his body at all, only his eyes could force it Opening and closing, none of the other movements can be done.

"Little baby, don't worry, you are just recovering from a serious illness, and your body is very weak. You still need to take care of it for a while, so you can sleep more." The old man felt Zhou Qi's helplessness, and stopped asking. The radiant ball of light touched Zhou Qi's eyebrows, and Zhou Qi immediately felt a cool breath spread all over his body, which was extremely comfortable. "Immortal?" Seeing the light ball in the old man's hand, Zhou Qi had a question in his mind. Before he could think about it carefully, under the effect of that cool breath, his mind was already extremely relaxed, and he fell asleep in a daze within a short time.

When Zhou Qi opened his eyes again, it was already evening. When he woke up, he felt much better.

"Cough, cough" I felt my throat was a little itchy, I coughed twice, and my throat didn't hurt so much anymore.

He opened his mouth, but he still couldn't speak, but he could make some noises.The body also has some sensations. Although it still cannot be controlled at will, it is not so difficult to flex the little finger.Eyeballs move back and forth up and down, already able to see the surrounding environment clearly.In the evening, the light was a little dim, and he could vaguely tell that he was lying in a small stone room. The tables and chairs in the room were all made of stone, generous and heavy.

The old man he saw when he woke up for the first time was not in the stone room. Zhou Qi took a look at the environment he was in, and focused on his body. The lying posture, coupled with the inability to move his body, Zhou Qi Qi couldn't see his whole body at all, but when he saw his arms and palms, he could already understand why the old man called him one by one. It wasn't that the old man relied on the old to sell the old and deliberately took advantage of him, but that his body had really changed at this moment. With the body of a young child, those slender arms and small palms are definitely not what an adult should have.

"What's going on here?" Seeing his body transformed into a young child, and thinking of the ball of light that the old man tapped into the center of his eyebrows in the morning, all this overturned Zhou Qi's cognition. These situations can only happen In fantasy novels, it now appears on Zhou Qi.

"How did I get here?"

Zhou Qi tried hard to recall the past. It seemed that he was full of energy and went to the field in the middle of the night to watch the meteor shower. The meteor shower was indeed very spectacular, but what was more sad was that when a meteor with five colors of brilliance fell, it happened to hit the sky. I was on my head, and then I fell into darkness. Could it be that this is how I came here? This is too fake, Zhou Qi thought with some uncertainty in his heart.

Searching the memory of this body again, I found that except for some simple words, there was nothing in my mind. Like some other protagonists who travel through time, they have to take into account the feelings of the main body, or help the main body to avenge, accept the fiancée left by the main body and other disgusting plots, it is better to control the fate in their own hands.

"Little baby, are you awake?"

While Zhou Qi was thinking wildly, a tall figure appeared at the door of the stone room and came to Zhou Qi in a few steps.

"Um..."

Zhou Qi tried hard to speak, but there was only a creaking sound in his throat, I won't become dumb, Zhou Qi thought a little helplessly.

"Don't worry, baby." The old man sat on the side of the bed and touched Zhou Qi's forehead again, "Well, it's not burning at all." After saying this, the old man felt that the light in the room was rather dark, and his mouth After chanting a few incantations, a ball of light the size of a football rose in the palm of his hand, exuding a soft light. He raised his hand to hit the midair and suspended in the air, illuminating the entire stone room like daytime.

Zhou Qi had never seen such a spectacle in his previous life and was attracted by such a miraculous scene. He stared at the ball of light hanging in mid-air without blinking, and put the old man in front of him aside.

Seeing this scene, the old man chuckled: "Little baby, don't watch it again. This is just a trick. Come on, I haven't eaten for two days. Drink this bowl of porridge." Stacked two pillows together to form a backrest, and supported Zhou Qi to lean on it.

Only then did Zhou Qi realize that the old man was holding a pottery bowl in the other hand. The golden rice porridge in the pottery bowl exuded a strong aroma, and it was mixed with some rotten shredded meat and medicinal materials. People's appetite is greatly stimulated.

Zhou Qi couldn't move himself yet, so the old man held the bowl in one hand and gently stirred the rice porridge in the bowl with a small spoon in the other, the aroma of the rice porridge became more intense.

The old man scooped up a small spoonful of rice porridge and handed it to Zhou Qi's mouth: "Little baby, if it's not hot, blink once, if it's hot, blink twice, is it clear?"

Zhou Qi blinked his eyes, indicating that he understood, and the old man passed the rice porridge to Zhou Qi's lips. Zhou Qi felt that the temperature was just right, and blinked his eyes. Seeing this, the old man put the rice porridge into Zhou Qi's mouth. A fragrant, sweet, glutinous, and soft feeling filled his mouth. Before Zhou Qi could taste it carefully, he burrowed into his stomach along his throat, and a warm feeling rose in his stomach and spread all over his body.

The indescribably comfortable feeling made Zhou Qi close his eyes unconsciously, and made a murmuring sound. The old man thought that Zhou Qi was in some discomfort. When he looked at Zhou Qi and saw his expression of enjoyment, he immediately smiled and continued to give Zhou Qi fed rice porridge.

Looking at the old man who was carefully feeding himself rice porridge, an unspeakable emotion filled Zhou Qi's heart. Zhou Qi knew it was moving. Originally, Zhou Qi had been in the society for many years after graduating from university. In society, the boss's exploitation, colleagues' exclusion, and friends' betrayal have made him forget what emotion is, but the actions of the old man have made Zhou Qi's dusty heartstrings vibrate for a long time. This feeling can only be felt by his parents. However, now he felt it in front of a strange old man, and Zhou Qi was very excited. He was really moved that a strange old man could treat him like this.

The fragrant rice porridge was quickly eaten by Zhou Qi. Zhou Qi, who didn't know that he hadn't eaten for a few days, felt a sense of comfort in his stomach, and asked Zhou Qi to sit on his back for a while. The old man put Zhou Qi on the ground. Lie down: "Little baby, I know you have a lot of questions to ask, and I also have a lot of questions to ask you, but all this will be done after your body recovers, at least until you can speak, don't say Now, you’d better go back to sleep, it’s good for your body.” After finishing speaking, a soft ball of light rose from between the old man’s fingers and touched Zhou Qi’s eyebrows, and Zhou Qi felt the cool and comfortable feeling again. , the spirit slowly relaxed, and fell asleep again.

The old man pointed the wind at the light ball hanging in mid-air, and the light ball turned into dots of white light and dissipated in the air. The stone room was plunged into darkness. The old man put away the pottery bowl, turned around and slowly walked out of the stone room.

(End of this chapter)