Ning Lang, 23 years old, from Fengcheng.

My parents were alive, but they were far away from where he lived. They found a place in the countryside and rented two acres of land. They had nothing to do to grow vegetables and raise chickens.

As a miser who has just graduated from a college, Ning Lang has always believed that his only use in this world is to help humans consume resources that are not large. Sometimes he even wonders if he should do something shocking and terrifying.

As the saying goes, if you cannot be remembered for a lifetime, you will be infamous for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, Ning Lang has been a good boy since he was a child. He had to whisper in his heart when he killed a chicken. He hoped that the desperate chicken who died under his own knife would soon reach the top of the world, and he would also try to dominate other lives in his next life.

With such a mentality, he naturally cannot do anything that has been infamous for thousands of years. If it is so famous for a lifetime, Ning Lang thought about it and seemed that he did not have the ability to do it, so he became even more confused.

So after half a year of twists and turns, Ning Lang finally made up his mind to be an ordinary person.

So Ning Lang asked his parents for some money, rented a very small house in Fengcheng, found a channel to enter some novels, and started a book rental business.

But a long time later, Ning Lang found that this business was really difficult to do. Although he could afford to spend money, as the main force of consumer goods, he was basically half a child, and these people should study in school.

So after being blocked by the parents of these students, Ning Lang had no choice but to turn away the group of customers who had the largest consumption.

I don’t know what urban planning is going on, but Ning Lang found that near his small bookstore, there were no stalls selling newspapers and magazines, but there were a lot of restaurants and other places.

After Ning Lang ordered some newspapers and magazines to sell, he was finally able to live his own life safely.

After deducting monthly expenses, the monthly profit can be about 3,000 yuan. If he loses his rent, food and other expenses, he can still save less than 1,000 yuan a month. Although it looks pitiful, Fengcheng, a city that is said to be the smallest in China, can still survive.

Originally, Ning Lang thought that he would continue like this in the second half of his life, and in the end he would marry a wife who didn’t know what kind of thing, give birth to a child who didn’t know whether he was lovely, and just live like this.

But God seemed to be going against him. When Ning Lang wanted to just go through this plainly, an opportunity that was indescribable or bad came to him.

One night, when Ning Lang was preparing to pack up the items in the store and was about to leave, there were thunder outside, and from time to time, you could see lightning ramming across the sky, bursting out with pale colors.

It seemed like it was about to rain, which made Ning Lang, who had no umbrellas in the bookstore, feel a headache, because the weather forecast had never said that there would be rain today, so he didn't bring an umbrella to him at all.

You should know that the house Ning Lang rented is two thousand meters away. If it rains halfway through the sky, it will be a big trouble. Not to mention whether it is dangerous to run in such a thunderous weather, just going back wet is also a very unpleasant thing.

So Ning Lang planned to stay overnight in the bookstore. Although it was small, there was still a camp bed as a stall where books and magazines were piled up on weekdays, which allowed him to have a bed to rest here.

Naturally, there are no TVs or computers in the small bookstore. As a pastime before going to bed, Ning Lang can only read these novels in the bookstore. Passing the time on weekdays, these novels are Ning Lang’s favorites.

But for some reason today, Ning Lang's heart kept beating in his heart and couldn't read these novels at all. At the end, he put the novels on the bookshelf, turned off the dim lights and lay on the camp bed, listening to the howling wind outside the rolling gate forcing himself to fall asleep.

It's just around 9 o'clock in the evening. Ning Lang, who can't sleep until 12 o'clock in the morning, fell asleep very quickly today. He almost closed his eyes and had no time to enter a deep sleep.

The strong wind whistled, blew the rolling gate and whistled. Ning Lang didn't know how long he had slept, but he woke up again in such a sound.

The dark night made an inexplicable fear emerge in Ning Lang's heart, making him look unstable, and he pulled the sheet wrapped around him again.

Ning Lang is afraid of the dark and ghosts. This is a problem he has had since childhood. He is usually afraid of staying alone in a dark place. Since he saw several horror movies when he was a child, he has fallen into this problem.

Therefore, when Ning Lang is alone at home, he will make himself extremely tired until late at night, and then he can fall asleep quickly without thinking too much.

The small bookstore I had to stay in now is surrounded by unmanned shops. The sound of the roller shutter doors blew with the whistling wind made Ning Lang feel very regretful. He shouldn't have stayed here, at least he went back to his rental house, where there were still many people living there.

Ning Lang closed his eyes and wanted to go to sleep again, but the sound of the wind in the silence was so huge, and the sound of the rolling shutter door and other strange sounds were continuous, making Ning Lang, who had just woken up, unable to fall asleep again.

"Damn it."

"Damn it."

Ning Lang kept regretting in his heart. He opened his eyes and glanced at the narrow bookstore. The dark scene made him panic, fearing that something strange suddenly appeared from the darkness.

Just as Ning Lang wanted to close his eyes again, the strange light suddenly lit up in the entire bookstore. This made Ning Lang, who was frightened in his heart, struggle for a few times. The camp bed creaked by him, and he himself couldn't help but fall off the narrow camp bed.

When he was extremely afraid, Ning Lang was fearless. Although he was still afraid of the ghosts that were only in the legend, Ning Lang had one character, that is, when he could not avoid it, he would face it calmly.

The situation is extremely strange now. Even if Ning Lang is afraid, it will be useless. So he even stood up, touched a hard-shell book as a weapon, and looked carefully towards the radiant place.

Just as he saw the center of the light, Ning Lang couldn't help but fall towards the rear. All his thoughts completely disappeared at this moment, until his back fell to the ground and then he regained his consciousness.

"Woo" Ning Lang moaned, and the fall was a little fierce, but when he touched the swollen bag on the back of his head, he had a surprise smile on his face.

"Book of all things!"

A golden book with golden light was automatically opened without wind, slowly but firmly. When Ning Lang saw the book, all the news about it instantly fell into his mind.

This strange situation even made Ning Lang feel a little secretly happy. He could sensitively feel that a life that was different from the past was about to come to him.

But just when Ning Lang wanted to reach out to get the "Book of All Things", a light shot straight into his body, immediately paralyzing him. A gentle light wrapped him in it and brought him into the golden book.

The light flashed for a while, and the entire golden book disappeared in this small bookstore, accompanied by the disappearance of Ning Lang, the owner of the bookstore.

Opening his eyes, Ning Lang stared blankly at the huge fireball in the sky, which was blazing with a raging fire, as if it would fall down and hit him in the next moment.

But at this moment he was too lazy to move, and a swelling feeling was gradually spreading. It seemed that someone was holding a water and land Dharma assembly, and the noise of gongs and drums continued to roar.

After a long time, Ning Lang finally had a little strength to move his body slightly. He looked to the side. A vast blue forest appeared in the distance. A trace of cold breath gradually moved from there, causing him to shake unconsciously.

Looking carefully, those blue colors were actually hard ice cubes, which closed the entire forest. At this moment, under the illumination of the fireballs in the sky, they did not gather all their cold air, but even the little cold air coming over made Ning Lang feel a little unbearable.

"Where is this? I've traveled through time?"

Seeing this inexplicable place and thinking that he was in his small bookstore just now, Ning Lang couldn't help but think of the various fantasy novels he had read. Could it be that he was brought to another world by the Book of All Things?

Ning Lang, who couldn't figure it out, patted his forehead and sat up. After a while, all his strength began to gradually pour into his body and soon returned to his original state.

Ning Lang stood up and looked up at the huge fireball in the air that seemed to be close to him. Heavy heat was constantly transmitted to him through it, dissolving the cold air from the frozen forest in the distance.

This place is deserted. Apart from the forest in front of him, Ning Lang saw nothing else. Not far behind him, there was only endless darkness.

A stone was picked up from the ground by Ning Lang and threw it into a dark place without any echo, as if it had been swallowed by the darkness.

Apart from the forest, there was such darkness around him. Ning Lang discovered that unless he didn't want to leave here, there was only one road in the forest in front of him.

Staying here without food or water, you can only wait for death. Ning Lang didn't want to die just like this, so he could only walk forward. Through the frozen forest and walk out, maybe you can know where this place is.

But not long after, Ning Lang knew what was going on.

The moment Ning Lang stepped into the edge of the frozen forest, a pleasant sound rang in his ears, and a light curtain appeared in front of him.

Newcomer Trial: Frozen Forest (I)

Mission Target: Kill the Ice Tooth Wolf King

Success Reward: Random Spells (2)

Punishment of failure: death
Chapter completed!