C1 The Preface

He finally reached the peak of Yellow Mountain. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Xu Jun faced the sky and let out a long sigh. He found a stone block and sat down, preparing to rest.

Six years ago, Xu Jun had just graduated from graduate school. Because he studied history, it was hard to find a job. Helpless, Xu Jun could only apply to be a tour guide for a tourist company.

Because Xu Jun's history was very good, he was able to count the historical origins and stories of most of the attractions in China. Because Xu Jun's history was very good, he was able to count the historical origins and stories of most of the attractions in China.

Originally, life would have been a good thing if he was in his current condition. However, one day, an unbelievable legend forced Xu Jun to end his life as a tour guide, leading him to the end of his life ahead of time.

Xu Jun met an old Taoist in the middle of the mountains. That old Taoist had a beard over his neck and his hair was completely white, but his face looked like a baby's. His footsteps were agile and his body was as agile as a 17-18 year old boy.

Xu Jun couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this must be a wandering Warlock who cheated food and drinks, but he was decked out pretty well. This person must be no older than 30 years old, and he purposely put on an appearance for cheating money.

It was originally an accidental encounter. However, ever since Xu Jun had sized up the old Daoist, the old Daoist suddenly turned around and followed Xu Jun.

Xu Jun felt it was strange. He thought to himself, I only glanced at you once, why are you always following me? Could it be that you know that I scolded you in my heart? An hour passed, and the old Daoist still followed closely behind Xu Jun. Xu Jun couldn't hold it in anymore, so he asked the old Daoist what was the matter.

Unexpectedly, the old Daoist said something that surprised Xu Jun, "This humble Taoist only saw that benefactor's fate was to never meet again after a thousand years, so I was afraid of making a mistake. This is why I always followed you, in order to observe you more carefully, after all, no one with this kind of destiny has ever lived to the age of thirty."

Xu Jun had graduated from graduate school and received a materialistic education since he was young. Originally, he didn't believe in fate, but in these 24 years, strange things always happened, which Xu Jun couldn't figure out.

Often, Xu Jun would see strange things in some of the peeling walls or shallow water, such as portraits of ancient characters, armors worn by ancient soldiers, and so on.

Furthermore, in the year Xu Jun was the tour guide, he would often find some traces of ancient times in some places. He quickly called for the tourists to come and take a look, but of course, no one could see anything. Just like "the wolf is coming", more times, people are no longer fooled, so many people know that the Tengma Travel Company has a neurotic tour guide.

Xu Jun also received many complaints, which made the CEO very unhappy. If it wasn't for the fact that Xu Jun had many tourists, he would have already been fired.

So, after hearing the old Daoist's words, Xu Jun faintly felt that he was right. So, he hurriedly asked, "Sir, what is the fate of embarrassment?"

The old Daoist stepped forward and carefully looked at Xu Jun's face. Then, he nodded and muttered to himself, "This is indeed a fate rarely encountered in a thousand years." Following this, the old Daoist smiled and said, "Simply put, Benefactor should not have belonged to this era, but was mistakenly born into this era. As a result, all of the body's functions are not adapted to the current environment, so it is fated to die."

Hearing this, Xu Jun was a little skeptical, "Since I was young, I've never had a serious illness. My body has always been the best amongst my classmates. How can you say that my body isn't good enough?"

The old Daoist stroked his beard and calmly said, "Benefactor might not know, but that is only on the surface. I presume to ask, does Benefactor's heart often experience a difference of over a hundred beats per day?"

Xu Jun was scared to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat. At that moment, he no longer had any doubts towards the old Daoist's words. Just as the old Daoist had said, Xu Jun's heartbeat was unstable. Every day, it would change in an inconceivable way. The quickest would be 200 times per minute and the slowest would be 40 times per minute.

To this end, Xu Jun had also been to many hospitals for inspections, but the results of all of the hospital's instrument tests all showed a normal number of times, which made Xu Jun puzzled. However, since his body never had any problems, Xu Jun didn't really care about this matter.

Today, he suddenly heard the old Daoist talk about a secret that only he knows. Xu Jun couldn't help but believe this old Taoist in front of him. Xu Jun grabbed his hand and said, "Please guide me to the Enchantment Scripture."

The old Daoist looked at Xu Jun who had an expression of anticipation and said, "Destiny cannot be disobeyed. The benefactor is destined to die at the age of 30. Furthermore, the fate of being embarrassed is set by heaven. In the past two thousand years, the old Taoist Master had only met two people who were embarrassed. One is you, the other is Huo Quou. "

How could Xu Jun, who was familiar with history, not know that Huo Quou died when he was 28 years old? Huo Quou had defeated the Huns many times and was well recognized by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. The history books said that he died from a serious illness, but how could the true cause of death be so simple?

He could only live to be thirty years old. In other words, in six more years, Xu Jun would have to dig three thousand feet out of the ground to find Hades to play chess, not to mention the difficulty of digging the ground, but Hades' chess was done very well, no one could win and Xu Jun would be as dead as a pile of ashes.

The old Daoist looked at Xu Jun's expression and could not bear to see him any longer, so he said: "Fine, since this old Daoist and Benefactor met each other in this Yellow Mountain, it is a kind of fate. This old Daoist will use the cultivation that he had wasted for decades to reveal the secrets of the heavens and tell Benefactor about the path of rebirth."

Xu Jun was overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the old Daoist, continuously saying, "Thank you Taoist, thank you Taoist!"

The park visitors saw their tour guide talking to himself and talking to himself. At first they were anxious, at first they were confused, then they suddenly kneeled down and kowtowed to the air, muttering to themselves. Everyone ignored him, knowing that this crazy tour guide from Pegasus Travel had started to go crazy again.

The old Daoist extended his arm and helped Xu Jun up as he said, "Six years from now, on the ninth day of the ninth month, the old Daoist will be waiting for his benefactor at the peak of the Yellow Mountain to pass on the method of rebirth. However, your benefactor absolutely cannot tell anyone about this matter. That year, Huo Quou could have been reborn, but he told this news to his uncle Wei Qing. In the end, not only did he die, he also caused the destruction of his family and family, and the death of his entire family. Even Wei Zifu, Wei Qing's sister, died a miserable death. In the past, before he passed away, this ancestor once told him that all members of our sect should no longer meddle in worldly affairs. It is against the teachings of our founder that this humble Taoist helped you this time, and I hope that you will remember not to tell anyone else. "

Xu Jun had no siblings since he was young. Even if he told someone the truth, no one would believe him when he was younger than he was in ancient times. Everyone knew that Xu Jun was a little crazy. Moreover, if Xu Jun's actions today were to be spread out by the passengers, he would probably become known as the "Neuro-tour guide".

Thinking about that, Xu Jun stopped thinking and looked forward. He found that the old Daoist was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock on top of the mountain peak. Xu Jun quickly walked over and bowed to the old Daoist.

The old Daoist slowly opened his tightly shut eyes and said to Xu Jun who was kneeling down, "Sir, please rise. Sir has indeed come as you promised. The boulder under you is the door to Sir's rebirth."

With that said, the old Daoist swung the horsetail whisk in his hand downwards. A miracle happened, and the boulder instantly transformed into a door. Above the door, there were three eye-catching words: Reincarnation Dao.

Looking at the three words, Xu Jun couldn't help but think of the ghost movies he had watched on TV before and his heart couldn't help but shiver.

Suddenly, the door opened and a gust of cold wind blew towards them. Xu Jun couldn't help but take a step back. The old Daoist saw and said, "Benefactor, don't be afraid. If you want to be reborn, you must enter this door."

Xu Jun looked up at the old Daoist, clenched his teeth, and stepped into the path of rebirth.

After entering, he saw a wall in front of him. On the wall was a poem: There is reincarnation in the path of rebirth, Underworld King Mo accepts people. If one wanted to enter this door unfettered, then so be it.

There was an entrance on each side of the wall. On the left side, there was a word "Wheel" and on the right side, there was a word "Return".

Xu Jun was dumbfounded. He didn't know what that meant, nor did he know which way to go.

Just then, the old Daoist's voice rang out behind him, "The round door is the door to the later generation, and when you return, you will be able to return to the previous world. You can choose from your own choice, Almsgiver. If you cannot enter one of these two gates after four hours, then your heart will burst open and you will die. But even if you enter one of the two gates, your benefactor might not be able to escape from your predicament, and you will still need luck and coincidence to escape from it. Please consider whether you want to choose this path, and choose which gate you want to enter. "

Retreating would only be a dead end, but there was a sliver of hope in entering. Of course, Xu Jun chose the latter. Xu Jun thought for a moment and asked, "Immortal elder, may I ask which dynasty we will reach if we enter the gate of return?"

The old Daoist smiled, as if he had already guessed Xu Jun's thoughts, and said: "If Benefactor wants to enter the chaotic world of the Eastern Terminal Han Dynasty, it is possible that you will do so. But you must grasp the time to leave, otherwise, you will not have the chance to do so."

Having been guessed at, Xu Jun's face flushed, and he no longer hid his feelings, directly asking: "How long will it take before we can reach the Terminal Han Dynasty?"

The old Daoist counted with his fingers, and said: "To enter the Eastern Terminal Han Dynasty year, you need to go out in six hours."

Xu Jun thought, "Six hours, isn't it just six hours? I just happen to be wearing my watch. I just need six hours to get out." Xu Jun was relieved when he heard this.

However, the old Daoist's voice sounded again: "When Benefactor enters the door, all of your clothes will become dust, and you must not have any thoughts of relying on your watch. Whether or not you can fulfill your wish and obtain a new life will depend on your own good fortune, if Benefactor wishes to open the door, you only need to agree three times in your heart: Open the door, open the door, and it will be fine.

When Xu Jun heard the old Daoist say he was going to leave, he turned around and saw that the old Daoist had already disappeared. A deity? Or a demon? Xu Jun didn't know about this, so he could only shrug his shoulders and stick out his tongue.

After calming himself down, Xu Jun walked back to the door.

After entering, Xu Jun's clothes were all turned into dust just as the old Daoist said. Xu Jun instantly became naked.

However, the scene in front of Xu Jun shocked him even more. This path of rebirth was exactly the same as the time tunnel in science fiction, a long tunnel with a green whirlwind and misty clouds in the middle. When Xu Jun looked back, the door that entered had already disappeared without a trace.

Feeling helpless, Xu Jun could only walk forward. Just as he took one step, his body was wrapped by a whirlwind and he automatically walked forward.

After calming himself down, Xu Jun closed his eyes and began to meditate, forgetting everything in his heart. He only remembered the appointment of six hours, and once he estimated the time, Xu Jun would follow the old Daoist's words and silently say three times in his heart: Open the door, open the door, open the door.

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