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Chapter 1 Mindfulness

pain!

it hurts!

My head...my heart hurts!

Jing Yang gradually woke up from unconsciousness. He felt as if he was immersed in a weightless water ball. It should be a warm and comfortable touch, but at this moment, his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst. Jing Yang

Numbly, I noticed that there seemed to be a strange aura, which felt as hot as boiling water and as cold as bone, wanting to drill into the deepest part of my heart...

Stop drilling! My heart is really going to beat...

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Yang suddenly opened his eyes. After waking up from a dream, he felt a sense of disillusionment. Then, there was the suffocation of being restrained by something and being pressed down by layers of heavy objects... He tried his best

Twisting, dim light came out from the gaps in the heavy objects. Jing Yang struggled even more fiercely, knocking all the heavy objects off his body. Finally, he no longer had to be restrained or maintain an awkward posture. Although he was tired, he could stretch out comfortably.

Lying down.

The sunset filled the sky, and tall and messy grass filled Jing Yang's field of vision. He later realized, when and how did he end up lying in such a wilderness?

If I remember correctly, I was at home due to the epidemic, so I had a lot of free time. I was cooking a bowl of rice and was going to continue to look for something to look at to pass the time... The real thing was that I didn't mess with anyone, and I behaved myself.

Good people, why do you just close your eyes and open them and lie here?

Jing Yang took a long, depressed breath, and as he took another deep breath, his eyes slowly changed - why is there such a strong smell of blood?

He sat up suddenly, slipped, and fell down with weak limbs.

The face of a dead male body in a suit and leather shoes appeared in front of him. The other person's eyes were dilated and his eyes were facing his.

Jing Yang's scalp suddenly became numb, and a chill rushed down his spine and straight to his forehead.

He looked around and saw that among the lush and tall grass, he could faintly see corpses scattered all over the place, and he was actually buried under a pile of corpses just now! There were bullet casings, pistols and the like scattered around these corpses in suits.

What the hell... a gang war? That's impossible! In what age does the gang dare to be so wild?

Jing Yang looked down again and saw that underneath the corpses, there was actually a female corpse, wearing an ordinary gray windbreaker, with half-open eyes as if she was dead. He was not a forensic doctor, so he couldn't tell how long the woman and the other people in suits had been dead, but he

You can see that the dead woman's stiff hands are tightly holding a scattered and empty swaddling clothes...

Jing Yang's breathing quickened. He looked at his palms in disbelief, his eyes moving upwards...

Just like the palms of his hands, his arms and torso have become extremely slender and thin, and his skin is so tender that it doesn't look like what a young man in his late thirties should look like. He is only three or four years old!

Have you traveled through time?

And he just crawled out of this swaddle under a dead body?

Jing Yang's mind was in confusion, and he just wanted to escape from this pile of dead bodies as soon as possible. He used his hands and feet, slipped several times, and his feet became weak. He squeezed through the tall and messy grass and tried to crawl out.

When he was pushing aside the haystacks again, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a high slope not far away. On the top of the slope, there was a ferocious beast with its back facing the setting sunset. Its outline was blurry, but its eyes were full of beasts.

The weird light happened to meet his line of sight from a distance.

Jing Yang felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head, and he woke up completely.

send!

In despair, Jing Yang quietly let go of the tall grass and fell weakly to the ground, hoping that the beast on the slope didn't notice him...

Then Jing Yang turned his head and saw a gray wolf tail emerging from the grass, less than half a meter away from Jing Yang's face.

Jing Yang held his breath and looked forward along the tail, his heart sinking little by little. He saw a wild wolf weighing at least 200 pounds gnawing on another corpse in a black suit in the haystack.

There were sounds of chewing flesh and bones... Jing Yang couldn't believe it. Was he deaf before? He didn't hear this?

Jing Yang carefully moved back, staring at the back of the eating wolf.

Suddenly, the wild wolf stopped moving, and Jing Yang was too frightened to move.

The wild wolf raised its hind legs and scratched its neck, then lowered its head and continued to bite. Jing Yang suppressed his breathing and moved back slightly... Then, he heard the sound he least wanted to hear: from his left and right, came

He heard the sound of weeds being pushed aside, and not long after, two wild wolves with bloody mouths, one on the left and one on the right, popped up, glaring at Jing Yang with green eyes.

Could it be any worse?

The wild wolf that had been busy eating just now stopped at some point, turned around and licked its sharp teeth, and seemed to be grinning ferociously at Jing Yang.

... indeed it can!

Jing Yang understood inexplicably. These three wild hunters of nature have always known about the existence of this big living person like himself!

Are the three bitchy dogs trying to tease the prey they are targeting, or do they want to save the tender meat of their buddies for the last time?

The three wild wolves were encircling each other, squeezing through the grass, marching on all fours, roaring in demonstration, and pacing slowly toward the scene.

Jing Yang kept retreating, and soon encountered the initial pile of dead bodies, with no way out.

Looking at the three ferocious man-eating wolves approaching more and more, at this moment when the sense of danger of death enveloped his heart, Jing Yang felt that his brain cells were withering and regenerating at an unprecedented speed, and he was trying his best to find a way to survive.

The method, no matter how whimsical it is, seems unrealistic. I still don’t know whether I have traveled through time or not. I will be buried in the belly of a wolf again, or I will share the meal...

A strand of soft hair unique to children fell in Jing Yang's peripheral vision.

I don't know since when, Jing Yang gradually calmed down. He sat with his back against the pile of rocks and stared at the three wild wolves approaching. The fleshy foam between their teeth and the disgusting smell of blood were all clearly visible...



The soft hair is difficult to detect, and there is no wind, so it slowly floats towards the wild wolf among them.

At a level invisible to the naked eye, a ball of white life energy wrapped around the hair, gradually bending it into the shape of a five-pointed star, and finally quietly landed in the ear of the wild wolf in the middle.

The white light flashed away, and the hair quietly spread out and fell, but a rose-gold pentagram pattern was left on the skin inside the wolf's ear.

Jing Yang looked at "himself" in shock!

He also looked at the wild wolf opposite him in shock. The eyes of this wild wolf showed a human-like shock - this one is also "myself"?!

Have you taken over the body of this wild wolf?

A series of doubts flashed through his mind like electric current, but Jing Yang knew that there was no time. He immediately controlled the body of the wild wolf in the middle, and without hesitation pushed away the wild wolf on the left, then roared and pounced

Sneak attack on the wild wolf on the right! Jing Yang let out a roar and bit down hard on the throat of the struggling wild wolf, blood spurting out of his mouth.

Jing Yang couldn't care less about his mental disorder, because the other wild wolf that had just been knocked away had already counterattacked behind him. He slapped the back of the wild wolf controlled by Jing Yang with a claw, and the bloody wound wet the fur. Jing Yang bared his teeth and grinned at the pain.

It’s too real!

Jing Yang grabbed the throat of the wild wolf under his feet and yanked his head away. With blood flying, he turned around and started fighting with the wild wolf who was attacking from behind.

But Jing Yang, a wild wolf who became a monk on the way, would never be a match for a professional wild wolf in hand-to-hand combat, not to mention that he was not familiar with the movement of a four-legged beast at all. The enemy wolf roared loudly while fighting with Jing Yang.

Yang struggled, bit, and fought, and gradually gained the upper hand... Jing Yang's body sitting on the other side saw it and was anxious in his heart. If he lost this fight, he would be the one who would be killed next.

What a pound of tender and delicious meat!

The wolf whose throat was bitten off gradually stopped struggling, while the other two wolves were still struggling. Jing Yang took a deep breath of the air mixed with the thick smell of blood, endured the stinging pain in his heart, and forced himself to calm down, even if he still continued to fight

I don’t know the real situation, but I must not make any mistakes at this time...

If I remember correctly, I just controlled this wild wolf and successfully killed one wolf. Before restraining the other one, I felt...as if my whole body was soaked in invisible water, and then the water wrapped around my body.

A hair, and then... yes, bent into the shape of a five-pointed star...

Jing Yang was thinking this way, and a drop of dark red blood that he rubbed on his body floated away from his skin and slowly floated and swayed in front of his eyes. When Jing Yang's thoughts were confused, the string of blood almost fell to the ground. Jing Yang quickly held his breath and concentrated.

, controlling the blood line to fly towards the two wild wolves rolling and fighting on the ground. In mid-air, the blood line gradually folded into the shape of a five-pointed star under the control of a ball of white light.

When the blood line of the five-pointed star was getting closer and closer, the wild wolf controlled by Jing Yang, who wanted to defend as much as possible and conserve his physical strength, ignored the dozens of bloody wounds on his body, roared with all his strength, and unleashed all the power in the wolf's body, and in turn

Pressing the opponent to the ground. The wild wolf twisted desperately, trying not to expose its soft belly. Jing Yang controlled the wild wolf to press it tightly. With his two front paws, one held the enemy's head, and the other used his paw as a thumbtack.

At the same time, the thin five-pointed star blood line controlled by Jing Yang, the main body, also fell on the tongue coating of the wild wolf that was pulled out under the control of the white light group.

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White light flashed past, and stars suddenly appeared in front of Jing Yang's body over there, and his whole body became weak as if exhausted.

The wild wolf Jing Yang's eyes tightened, and the pentagram blood line quickly spread on the enemy wolf's tongue coating, failing to leave the expected rose gold pentagram pattern - failure!

Jing Yang secretly gritted his teeth. This strange ability seemed to only consume "mana" at the moment it was officially activated! And with his thin arms and legs, the blue bar could sustain the consumption and successfully controlled a wolf.

It was already a fluke, and he really didn't have the strength to control the second wolf... Thinking like this, the enemy wolf struggled to death. Jing Yang didn't have time to think about it, and his eyes turned red, and he controlled the wild wolf to bite him in one bite.

The teeth penetrated the throat of the enemy wolf, and blood gurgled out as the latter twitched.

It seems that the defensive and counterattack strategy just now was correct... The enemy wolf's struggle under the sharp fangs and claws became weaker and weaker. Jing Yang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he at least controlled one wild wolf for his own use.

, otherwise, with my small arms and legs after traveling, let alone defensive counterattack, it will simply pose a problem for the forensic doctor - even the corpses will not be able to be assembled!

Soon, the wild wolf stopped struggling. Jing Yang felt a strange breath penetrate into his heart again, like cold and hot, and his heart twitched. He just barely stood up, and fell back again.

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Is it a congenital heart disease? Jing Yang's face is pale, or... He clutches his chest and looks at the wolf corpse on the opposite side that has been bitten to the point of not moving. Is that strange aura that penetrates into the heart because of the death of this wolf?

Recalling the sharp pain in his heart that he felt before he woke up, he thought it was just a dream. Jing Yang looked around at the corpses hidden by the tall grass, and suddenly understood the reason.

He stayed there for a few moments, then slowly let out a breath of thick air.

No matter what, I survived!

Jing Yang pouted the wolf hair and stepped on the wolf corpse to declare victory, but his face suddenly changed. The reason was that after he fell back into the pile of corpses, he accidentally saw the woman in the gray trench coat who refused to let go until her death.

The swaddling clothes... Jing Yang originally thought that this woman should be his biological mother after time travel, and he almost came back from the swaddling clothes and crawled out...

However, this little swaddle is clearly meant for newborn babies.

And my current body, although thin and short, is clearly that of a boy of at least three or four years old!

The wild wolf controlled by Jing Yang walked to Jing Yang's side, turned around and looked at himself with a pale new look from the perspective of a bystander. The little guy who had just learned to walk was even taller than the adult wild wolf.

He was a little shorter. Then he looked at the swaddling clothes that the woman who had been dead for a long time refused to let go... Who was the original baby in this swaddling clothes and where did he crawl to?

"Ouch————"

The howls of more and more wild wolves were heard all around.


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