What comes into view is a village full of shady plants. Thick moss covers the stone walls and roofs. The lush vines stretch to the eaves like ancient trees in the sky. The sunlight is cut into pieces by these plants.

Wisps of light fell on the grass full of fallen leaves like stage spotlights.

The breeze blew, the fallen leaves drifted, and the small wind chimes in front of the house swayed, making a sweet sound.

Wu Hen was lying under this ancient tree. When he regained consciousness, he realized that the shining Yuanyou was actually a warm sun in the clear blue sky. His excitement immediately cooled down.

A few points.

"This sun doesn't look like a real sun at first glance."

Wu Hen has strong spiritual perception. At this moment, he looked directly at the sun through the cover of the ancient tree, but found that this sun was not that far away. He could even vaguely see that it had a pair of wings, which was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The speed I noticed was slowly flapping, and it was flying towards the sky.

"How come he has the same temperament as Zaiwu? I don't know what kind of rules are followed here, but at least the sun must be the actor. It's hard to tell whether he is good or not." Wu Hen said to himself.

The high-dimensional Yuanyou is on the sun in the sky, but it is unknown whether it is a mythical creature, an eternal star god in the universe, or just a pure and inviolable Holy Spirit.

When he first arrived, Wu Hen needed to understand where he was and what role he played.

He observed the surroundings. Surrounding him was a rather simple village, with flower fields, rice ridges, fruit trees, and a large fragrant herb garden. All kinds of sweet flowers and raspberries became the color of this area.

The colorful embellishments of the green villages also fill the air with an intoxicating fragrance.

"Don't sleep, it's time to get up and work." An old man came over and tapped Wu Hen with his cane.

Wu Hen climbed up and looked at the old man full of wrinkles and dark spots with a blank expression.

"Are you sleepy?" The old man came over and looked at Wu Hen with a pair of wise and deep eyes. Then he frowned slightly, as if he smelled a strange smell on Wu Hen's body, and began to sigh inexplicably.

Wu Hen woke up in his soul form this time. Theoretically, he would release special biological signals that would affect the people around the original owner of the habitat.

Before entering the Cangchu Divine Divination, Wu Hen wanted to improve his perception, but finally succeeded in waking up. Wu Hen was also exploring the Cangchu Divine Divination in advance as someone else.

"Are you the one who woke up?" The old man saw through it at a glance and said bluntly.

"Ah, this..." Wu Hen's face was full of embarrassment.

"There is nothing to panic. There are billions of people wandering and lost in our land. Isn't getting lost a kind of relief? Isn't it a journey to hell to wake up?" the old man said.

"Well, I am indeed a wake-up caller. I am new here, so please give me some advice." Wu Hen said.

"No matter what your previous status was or whether you were a high-level predator here, if you wake up in our village, please follow the rules and don't do anything out of the ordinary, and don't do anything that puts us in danger." The old man was also straightforward.

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"Are we in Cangchu Shendu?" Wu Hen asked.

"That's right. The land you are in is called Liutu, and it is dominated by dark technology. If you are a person who practices some cosmic mysticism, I advise you not to use your abilities easily, otherwise the end will be very miserable. Remember

What did I say, young man?" The old man seemed to be a person with a relatively high level of understanding of the world, and specifically warned him.

"Old man, I am very strong..." Wu Hen also smiled and said.

"When night falls, are you the star in the sky?" the old man asked.

Wu Hen shook his head.

"Then just keep a low profile and follow the rules here. You won't suffer any loss," the old man said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wu Hen was no longer stubborn.

"Go to work and spend your energy on taking care of those herbs. You will thank me later." The old man said.

Seemingly knowing that Wu Hen was new here, the old man specially gave Wu Hen a herbal medicine guide and told Wu Hen how to deal with the soil and insect pests in the herbal garden.

Wu Hen was also puzzled.

The dignified Lord Wu Hen, the most powerful man in the universe who has killed purple-robed masters, beheaded male and female dragon kuns, killed high-dimensional insects, and subverted the Martial God Alliance, unexpectedly ended up in this village as a small farmer, taking care of what the old man planted.

Herbal garden, how much Yuanyou are these things worth?

"Old man, what's going on with the sun? Can you tell me?" Wu Hen asked the old man while sweating profusely in the herbal garden.

"That's it, we need its brilliance to make these herbs grow." The old man said.

This old man obviously knows that the sun is not a regular sun.

Wu Hen finished the work according to the old man's request, and it was not until evening that the old man brought a plate of food, which looked like some kind of cereal porridge, with some raspberries, and it was dinner.

"Go out and walk around by yourself, get familiar with the environment, do you know what your name is?" the old man said.

Wu Hen shook his head. Now he only knew that he was an apprentice in this medicine garden and a long-term worker working for the elderly. As for whether they were related by blood, Wu Hen himself was not sure.

"They all call you white-faced boy, politely call you Xiaobai, and unkindly call you Bailuobo. You should be a refugee without a father and mother. I picked you up on the road and worked for me," the old man said.

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"I don't have a name?" Wu Hen asked.

"You didn't tell me when I picked you up!" the old man said angrily.

"Perhaps I have a distinguished life experience, such as being a down-and-out prince. Is there anything special about me that identifies me?" Wu Hen asked.

The old man laughed and waved his hands: "You are quite humorous. Go quickly and get back before dark."

"Is there anything in the dark?" Wu Hen immediately asked warily.

The old man was a little surprised. He looked Wu Hen up and said, "How do you know there is something in the dark?"

"Old man, I see you are quite honest. I won't hide it from you. I once woken up in an evil city. The sun there was actually a terrifying evil spirit. Its light would penetrate into the brains of living people like evil threads.

There, I turned them into evil spirits and monsters. At that time, my perception was still relatively weak and I didn’t understand the mystery and weirdness in it. But now my perception is stronger and I can smell the smell in this land that is similar to what I encountered when I first encountered it.

The aura of the evil city." Wu Hen said.

The evil city by the sea...

The place where dreams begin.

How could Wu Hen forget that period of time? The doomsday evil city was originally full of horror and evil, but what impressed him most was the charm in the darkness.

"Oh, then you are not a novice. Scary things will indeed appear at night, but you'd better see them with your own eyes." The old man said.

"Okay, I'll just stroll around and say hello to other people in the village?" Wu Hen said.

"Buy some bread and buy some raspberry jam if you have it, but don't be dragged away to drink by those young people who are too lazy to eat." The old man warned.

Wu Hen scratched his head, feeling that what the old man said were trivial things.

Just like a young man and an old man living in a village, doing farm work that has no future but is enough to support the two of them, their life is monotonous, but it is also comfortable.

The sun sets very slowly.

Wu Hen estimated that it would take nearly two hours.

The golden sunshine passes through the branches of the ancient trees and shines softly on this quiet and peaceful village. Watching the clear creek meandering by, I feel like I have returned to my hometown in the countryside.

Wu Hen remembered that when his grandfather was still alive, the family often returned to his hometown in the village. No matter how powerful Wu Yingting was in the business world of Licheng, he had to work for his grandfather when he returned to his hometown in the village.

When he was young, Wu Hen followed his grandfather to the fields, and went up the mountain with his friends in the village to chase hares and dig out bird eggs.

But after their grandfather passed away, they basically never returned to the village.

This village gave Wu Hen a very similar feeling... At that time, I was still chasing dragonflies and butterflies in the fields, lying on the balcony and looking at the stars in the sky. I would never have thought that I was now a powerful person in the universe.

I have to say that the span is so huge that I find it a bit unbelievable. I can’t tell which kind of life is a dream.

After crossing the village stream, Wu Hen saw a small shop selling baked bread in front of his house.

The aroma was so fragrant that Wu Hen was not full at all from the porridge he drank just now, so he bought a piece and ate while shopping.

"Brother Xiaobai!"

As soon as Wu Hen arrived at the village gathering place, he heard a sweet voice, which made him fall into a trance again. In his trance, he saw Xiao Yu Yu, who was only eight or nine years old, picking a large cluster of wild flowers for himself.

Here she trotted over. She would not shout like the little girl who heard the sound just now, but her laughter would be as sweet as wind chimes.

"Brother Xiaobai, why are you ignoring me?" The little girl from before ran up to Wu Hen, pouting her little red lips and saying dissatisfiedly.

Wu Hen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Xiaobai, whom the other party called like a dog, was actually him...

"I was distracted just now, I'm sorry." Wu Hen looked at this little country girl about ten years old and explained hurriedly.

"Are you coming to buy my raspberry jam?" the little girl asked.

"Yes." Wu Hen nodded, remembering that the old man asked him to buy it.

"Then let's go together. Can you tell me some more interesting stories about the monsters you met while wandering..." The little girl immediately stretched out her hand and took Wu Hen's hand.

Wu Hen was a little bit conflicted.

After all, where the first dream began, there was also a little girl who looked harmless, and she also had pretty features.

To be honest, the village is pleasant and quiet, and the people in the village are friendly and kind. However, Wu Hen firmly believes that things will never be as simple as they seem. Maybe once it gets dark, the people in the entire village will turn into terrible evil spirits, demons, and mourners.

Demon, and then cruelly eats himself, a "foreigner".
Chapter completed!