Chapter 1 Old man

"Little baby, wake up."

A call sounded in Zhou Qi's mind. Who is calling me? My head hurts so much. What's wrong with me? In a daze, Zhou Qi tried to open his eyes. What came into his eyes was the face of an old man with kind eyebrows and a childlike face. He kept calling in his mouth, and his worried expression was full of the old man's face.

Seeing Zhou Qi open his eyes, the worried look on the old man's face suddenly eased. He stroked his hand on Zhou Qi's forehead, stroked him for a while, nodded and said to himself, "The fever has subsided, and he is awake."

"Little baby, it's better."

Zhou Qi looked at the old man in front of him and was a little dazed. Although he was a young man in his twenties, he was younger than the old man in front of him, he was still a little unaccustomed to being called by the other party. He wanted to answer the old man's questions. He opened his mouth and had a tingling in his throat. I can't say it. I want to struggle to sit up, but I can't use any strength. I can't feel my body at all. Only my eyes can barely open and close, and I can't do any of the rest.

"Don't worry, little baby. You are recovering from a serious illness and are very weak. You still need to raise it for a while and sleep a little longer." The old man felt Zhou Qi's helplessness and no longer asked. A light mass of soft light rose in his hand and clicked into Zhou Qi's eyebrows. Zhou Qi immediately felt a cool breath all over his body, which was extremely comfortable. "Immortal?" Seeing the ball of light in the old man's hand, doubts rose in Zhou Qi's mind. Without waiting for him to think carefully, under the effect of the cool breath, his spirit was extremely relaxed. In a moment, he fell asleep.

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

"Cough, cough" felt a little itchy in my throat, two slight coughs, and my throat was not so painful.

With his mouth open, he still can't speak, but he can also make some noises. The body also has some feelings. Although it can't be controlled at will, it is no longer so difficult to bend your little finger. The eyeballs move up and down, and you can already see the surrounding environment clearly. In the evening, the light was a little dim, and the blur could tell that he was lying in a small stone room. The tables and chairs in the room were made of stone, which was generous and heavy.

The old man he saw when he woke up for the first time was not in the stone room. Zhou Qi looked at his environment and focused on his body. The posture of lying flat, coupled with the fact that his body could not move, Zhou Qi could not see his whole body at all, but when he saw his arms and palms, he understood why the old man ate one by one. The child called himself. It was not that the old man deliberately took advantage of him, but that his body really turned into the body of a young child at this moment. The slender arms and small palms could never be what an adult should have.

"What's going on?" Seeing his body turned into a young child, and then thinking of the light mass that the old man clicked into his eyebrows in the morning, all of this subverted Zhou Qi's cognition. These situations can only appear in fantasy novels, but now they appear on Zhou Qi.

"How did I get here?"

Zhou Qi tried to recall the past. It seemed that he was energetic and ran to the wild in the middle of the night to see the meteor shower. The meteor shower was indeed very spectacular, but the sad thing was that when a meteor with five colors fell down, it hit his head and then fell into darkness. Is that how I came here? It's too fake. Zhou Qi thought uncertainly in his heart.

Searching for this physical memory again, I found that in addition to some simple words, my mind was blank, which made Zhou Qi a little depressed. I thought I could get some useful information, but in a blink of an eye, it was better without memory, and I didn't have to be like other time travel. The protagonist should also take into account the feelings of the noumenon, or help the noumenon revenge, accept the disgusting scenes such as the fiancee left by the noumenon. It is better to control the fate in his own hands.

"Little baby, are you awake?"

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

"Hm..."

Zhou Qi tried to speak, but he could only make a squeaky sound in his throat. I won't become a mute. Zhou Qi thought of it.

"Don't worry, little baby." The old man sat by the bed and touched Zhou Qi's forehead. "Well, it's not burning at all." After saying this, the old man felt that the light in the room was relatively dark. He said a few spells in his mouth. A ball of light the size of a football rose in his hand, emitting a soft light. He raised his hand and floated in the air, shining the whole stone room like the day.

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

When the old man saw this scene, he smiled and said, "Little baby, don't look at it again. It's just a small trick. Come on, I haven't eaten for two days. Drink this bowl of porridge." After saying that, he picked up two pillows and folded them together to form a backrest, and helped Zhou Qi up and leaned on it.

At this time, Zhou Qicai found that the old man was holding a pottery bowl in his other hand. The golden rice porridge in the pottery bowl exuded a strong aroma, and it was also mixed with some boiled rotten shredded meat and medicinal herbs, which made people's appetite.

Zhou Qi couldn't move himself. 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 rice porridge was even stronger.

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 your eyes. If it's hot, blink your eyes twice. Is it clear?"

Zhou Qi blinked his eyes and motioned to himself to understand. The old man handed the rice porridge to Zhou Qi's lips. Zhou Qi felt that the temperature was just right. He blinked his eyes. Seeing this, the old man sent the rice porridge into Zhou Qi's mouth. Suddenly, a fragrant, sweet, glutinous and soft feeling filled his mouth. He didn't wait for Zhou Qi's fine body to smell, he drilled along his throat. In the stomach, a warm feeling rises in the stomach and spreads all over the body.

The indescribable comfortable feeling made Zhou Qi unconsciously close his eyes and make a sound in his mouth. The old man thought that Zhou Qi was uncomfortable. When he looked at Zhou Qi and saw his expression of enjoyment, he immediately smiled and continued to feed Zhou Qi rice porridge.

Looking at the old man who carefully fed himself rice porridge, an unspeakable emotion filled Zhou Qi's heart. Zhou Qi knew that this was touching. Originally, Zhou Qi had been in the society for many years after graduating from college. In that cold and inhumane society, the exploitation of the boss, the exclusion of colleagues, and the betrayal of friends made him I forgot what was moved, and the old man's behavior made Zhou Qi's heartstrings tremble for a long time. This feeling was only felt by his parents, but now he felt it in front of a strange old man. Zhou Qi was very excited. A strange old man could treat him like this, which really moved him.

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, had a full sense of comfort in his stomach, and let Zhou Qi sit for a while. The old man lay down with Zhou Qi flat: "Little baby, I know you have a lot of questions to ask, and I also have a lot of The question is to ask you, but all this should be done after your body recovers, at least until you can talk. No more, you'd better sleep a little more, which is good for your health. After saying that, a soft light mass rose between the old man's fingers and clicked into Zhou Qi's eyebrows. Zhou Qi felt the cool and comfortable feeling again, and his spirit slowly relaxed and fell asleep again.

The old man pointed to the light ball hanging in mid-air, and the light ball turned into a little white light and dissipated in the air. The stone room fell into darkness. The old man put away the pottery bowl and turned around and slowly walk out of the stone room.