Mo Duan felt as if he had fallen into darkness. He could not do anything in the darkness. He could only allow the darkness to devour him bit by bit. At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from the darkness. Mo Duan subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was shocked.
Where was this place? It was so strange.
Mo Duan looked at the scene in front of him with his mouth agape, shocked beyond words.
He was lying on an ancient-looking bed with a pair of quilts covering his body. The furnishings in the room were just like the ancient costume dramas he watched on TV. All the furniture was made of wood, and the white paper on the window should be window paper. What was going on? Was he kidnapped, or was someone joking with him, or…
"Brother, you're awake."
Mo Duan, who was deep in thought, was awakened by a crisp voice. Raising her head, she saw a little girl of six or seven years old looking at her in surprise. She had two pigtails and was wearing a flowery cloth. Her chubby hands were holding a bowl of black food that emitted a fragrance from time to time.
"Brother, it's time to take your medicine."
The little girl placed the bowl on the table and said to Mo Duan who was lying on the bed.
"Little friend, what is this place?”Mo Duan looked at the little girl in front of him and tried his best to ask in a friendly tone.
"What are children? Are they food? Brother, you're so strange. This is your home.”
The little girl looked at Mo Duan, feeling baffled.
"My home." Mo Duan lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Mo Duan let out a blood-curdling scream. He felt as if his head was about to explode. Then, he fainted.
The little girl looked at Mo Duan, who had fallen unconscious again. She was so frightened that she took a step back. She covered her mouth with her small hand in shock, as if she could not believe it. She suddenly thought of something and quickly ran out of the house.
"Grandpa Village Chief, it's bad. Brother Duan has fainted again.”
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At the same time, the unconscious Mo Duan was staring at the scene in front of him with his mouth agape. He was even more shocked than when he saw himself lying in the ancient house.
"This is…"
Mo Duan looked at the scene in front of him and was puzzled. He racked his brains but could not figure out where he was. He had never even seen it before.
In front of him was a gray sky, surrounded by white fog. He was surrounded and could not even tell north, south, east, and west.
The strangest thing was that there was a white pearl the size of a grape in front of him, emitting a faint light. Beside it was a ball of black gas, but he did not know what it was. If this wasn't strange enough, something even stranger happened.
"Big Brother Duan, quickly devour that ball of black gas.”
A pleasant voice came from the white pearl. It was a woman, and it seemed to be a beauty. However, all of this had nothing to do with Mo Duan. He was so frightened that he took three steps back and pointed at the white pearl with a trembling finger.
"You, you…"
After a long time, Mo Duan still did not say what was behind it.
"Brother, hurry up and open your mouth." The white pearl sounded extremely anxious. It did not want to say anything else. It only wanted Mo Duan to swallow the black gas.
Perhaps it was because he was shocked, or perhaps it was because the pearl's voice was too pleasant to the ears, but Mo Duan subconsciously opened his mouth wide.
The black gas was currently surrounded by some white mist and was struggling violently. Mo Duan seemed to have heard a cry coming from within the black gas, but before he could react, the black gas had already rushed towards him.
"Ugh!"
The black gas instantly rushed into his mouth. He thought that it would be swallowed into his stomach, but he did not expect the black gas to instantly reach his head. Then, his vision went black and he fainted again.
Images appeared in his mind intermittently, just like watching a movie. A young man, year after year, went up the mountain to cut firewood or pick herbs, went into the sea to bathe, and caught fish. In the beginning, Mo Duan was watching with great interest. However, as he kept repeating the same plot, he felt that it was monotonous and boring. Gradually, the scenes became faster and faster, just like a movie fast-forwarded. Finally, Mo Duan completely accepted the youth's memories.
At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear.
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"Physician Huang, what do you think of Duan 'er's condition? According to Xiao Ying, she seemed to have lost her memory.”An old voice said.
"Hehe, old village chief. With me, Huang Jing, here, what are you afraid of? However, I checked his pulse and found that he seemed to have suffered some kind of shock. What exactly is going on? Could it be that his head was injured?”
Physician Huang Jing looked at Mo Duan, who was lying on the bed, deep in thought.
This doctor was so amazing. Mo Duan, who was already awake, understood everything.
It seemed that he had transmigrated. In his memory, it seemed to be the Ming Dynasty, but he did not know what period it was. Mo Duan opened his eyes when he thought of this. The first thing that entered his eyes was Physician Huang. He was middle-aged, with a yellow face and long beard. He wore a long white blue robe and was sitting on a chair by the bed. One of his hands was still on Mo Duan's wrist, and the other hand was stroking his beard. It was unknown what he was thinking.
An old man with white hair and beard stood by the bed. He was wearing a green robe. Although he wasn't very tall, he had an imposing aura. In the memories he had just devoured, he was his grandfather, the village chief of the Solitary Sword Village, Dugu Jin.
At this moment, Dugu Jin was pleasantly surprised to see Mo Duan open his eyes. He said,""Duan 'er is awake, but is there any discomfort?”
"Grandpa, it's nothing. I was just a little dizzy when I first woke up. I'm much better now.”Mo Duan smiled weakly.
"Oh, Duan 'er…"
Dugu Jin heaved a sigh of relief and was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by Huang Jing.
"Wait, does Duan 'er still remember who I am?”After saying that, Huang Jing pointed at himself and looked sharply at Mo Duan.
"You are Uncle Huang. I was helping you pick herbs and slipped off the cliff.”Mo Duan pretended to be wronged.
This old fellow was so powerful. Could it be that he had seen through something? Mo Duan's hands, which were hidden under the blanket, were tightly clenched. His palms were sweating.
Dugu Jin looked at Huang Jing and felt baffled.
"Do you know your name?"
Huang Jing was not satisfied with Mo Duan's answer. Instead, he continued to interrogate him.
"Junior's surname is Dugu and my name is Duan.”Mo Duan answered seriously.
"Where do you live? How old are you?"
"Lone Sword Village, eighteen years old."
Mo Duan looked at Huang Jing with his bright eyes after he finished speaking. He wanted to see how Huang Jing would explain himself.
Unexpectedly, Huang Jing's originally solemn face instantly softened a lot. Stroking his beard, he nodded and said happily,""Hehe, old village chief, Duan brat, don't blame me for being unreasonable. I just heard Xiao Ying say that Duan brat seemed to have lost his memory, and I was afraid that he had the legendary Soul Loss Syndrome, so I tested him. I was afraid that Duan brat would fall and hurt his head while picking herbs for me. Otherwise, how could I be so unreasonable to him?”
So that was the case. Mo Duan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He loosened his clenched fists that were hidden under the blanket. As expected, one should not underestimate the ancients.
"Haha, you're always so paranoid. To think that you're a doctor. I know that you have heard some news recently, but you also know that the item does not exist. So what if someone spreads rumors?”At this point, Dugu Jin seemed to have thought of something as he lowered his head and sighed. He then looked at Mo Duan and laughed." Forget it, let's not talk about anything else. I was just about to ask Duan 'er if he was hungry after he woke up, but you interrupted me.”After saying that, Dugu Jin glared angrily at Huang Jing.
"Haha!" Huang Jing smiled nonchalantly.
"Grandpa, Uncle Huang, I'm fine. I'll be fine after resting for a while.”Mo Duan laughed.
"Hmph, it's all your fault. You've made Duan 'er angry.”Dugu Jin glared at Huang Jing again. Seeing that he was still smiling disapprovingly, he continued,"Don't worry, Duan 'er. Grandpa will make you a bowl of chicken soup later.”
Mo Duan had wanted to refuse, but for some reason, when he saw Dugu Jin looking at him with a gentle gaze, he felt a warmth in his heart. Perhaps they had really doted on Dugu Duan in the past. No, I am Dugu Duan now. Mo Duan, who had thought it through, smiled and said,""Thank you, Grandpa."
Huang Jing, who was about to leave, was stunned when he saw the bowl of medicinal soup by the table. He then looked at Dugu Duan who was lying on the bed and said,"Duan 'er, you must drink this bowl of medicine later.”
As he watched his grandfather Dugu Jin and Physician Huang Jing leave, Mo Duan thought to himself, From today onwards, I will be Dugu Duan. There will be no more Mo Duan in the future.
Dugu Duan, who had thought it through, picked up the medicinal soup and drank it without hesitation. He immediately felt as if his stomach was burning like a ball of fire. His entire body was warm and full of strength, as if he had never been weak.
What kind of medicine was this? It was so powerful. He looked at the empty bowl in his hand in surprise. Then, he shook his head and smiled, not thinking about it anymore.
Lying on the bed, she thought that she would be living alone in this place from now on. No, I'm not alone, because I'm Dugu Duan. Moreover, this feeling was much better than being Mo Duan in his previous life. Mo Duan was an orphan in his previous life and wanted to build a career on his own. However, his personality doomed him to failure. In this life, Du Guduan had family, which made him feel a warmth that he had never felt before.
Who cares what era it was. He would definitely be able to rise up based on the memories of his previous life, just like those transmigration novels. Just thinking about it made me excited. The heavens were still looking out for me.
Lying on the bed, Dugu Duan was getting more and more excited as he looked forward to the future. He didn't know what kind of cheat he had. Watching the protagonist who had transmigrated to this world call the wind and summon the rain, dominate the world, and have women on his left and right, cough cough, he was thinking too much.
Wait a minute, could that white ball be a cheat? Thinking of this, Dugu Duan became even more excited. He sat up and examined his entire body. Other than his bandaged head, the rest of his body was the same as a normal person's. In fact, his body was even stronger than a normal person's. As expected, ten years of chopping firewood had not been in vain. It was said that the main characters of awesome characters started by chopping firewood. They looked at the bulging muscles in their arms and the toned abdominal muscles. Although it wasn't very strong, every muscle was well-defined. Most importantly, this body was much stronger than the body in his previous life.
Right, he still didn't know what he looked like. Thinking of this, he picked up the bronze mirror on the table and looked at it ostentatiously. Although the blurry bronze mirror was not very clear, it was not difficult to see the person in the mirror. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and was handsome. Although he didn't know how handsome Pan An was, looking at his current face, he felt that he wasn't far off.
"Haha…"
Dugu Duan smiled slyly and put down the mirror in his hand. He lay back on the bed and muttered to himself,""Brother Black Qi, thank you so much. I'll take your body.”After saying that, she instinctively felt that something was wrong and kept quiet. He recalled the black gas in his mind. It turned out that the gas was the memory of this body when it was alive. As for the soul, it was long gone. If Mo Duan had not transmigrated and reincarnated, he believed that this person would already be lying in the grave. But now, I'll let you, Lord Mo Duan, wait, no, I'm wrong again, I'm Du Guduan.
However, he still didn't know what the white ball was. He checked his body but didn't find any traces.
Forget it, let's not think about it. After going through the process of possession, rebirth, and devouring his memories, Dugu Duan instinctively felt a trace of fatigue. Thus, he laid his head on the pillow and fell into a deep sleep. It was not difficult to tell that he was really happy from the smile on the corner of his mouth. If one listened carefully, one would find that he was murmuring, as if he was saying,"I am Dugu Duan!"
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