People start as spearmen in Douluo

"Hey, it hurts."

Liu Xing woke up from a hazy state and didn't know what happened.

The only thing he felt was pain, pain in his lower back and on both sides of his spine. Even the keenest senses of a warrior could no longer function. The severe pain paralyzed his brain.

He climbed up from the bed with difficulty, leaned on the back of the bed, and couldn't help but touch his bandaged lower back. Because the excessive movement just now caused the wound to crack and bleed again, Liu Xing said incredulously:

"No, are there still people buying and selling human organs now?" Liu Xing excitedly groped around at his lower back to see if there were any parts missing from his body.

But after checking for a while, Liu Xing felt relieved.

His kidney was not removed.

There was a wound on Liu Xing's lower back. It was not a suture-like wound after surgery, but looked like a big cut like a stabbing.The bandaged area was simply sutured very crudely, and some unknown herbs were applied on it.

It was as if Liu Xing didn't care about Liu Xing's wound infection at all, as if life and death were determined by fate and wealth.

"Huh, luckily, I almost became a kidney cutter's salvation."

Liu Xing felt lucky for a while.

He is a martial arts practitioner and understands the importance of body organs. Even one hand can seriously affect his balance.So he was very nervous about his body and did not dare to be careless.

And the wound was not inflamed because of the herbal medicine.

"Hey, where is this?" After he calmed down, he realized that he seemed to be in a tent, an ancient military-style tent.

It's dawn now, the weather is still a bit cold, and the surroundings are still quiet.Liu Xing was a little scared and covered himself with a quilt.

Looking around, I saw the charcoal fire in the tent was burning brightly, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold and silent night.There is a suit of armor in the distance and a blood-stained spear.

Liu Xing's nose was very sensitive. He could smell the fishy smell of blood and knew that it was genuine human blood.Moreover, the armor is also made very realistically. Whether it is the tempering marks on it, the blood stains, or the moist smell of rust, they are all genuine.

Are the current props groups so conscientious? They are so realistic. They use genuine products.

Looking at the surrounding layout, the tents, spears, armor, and charcoal fires are all very realistic, and it can be seen that the prop team has put great care into them.

"Looking at it this way, this should be a crew of some kind, and it should be a crew of a large-scale costume war drama," Liu Xing confirmed, "But why am I here?"

Liu Xing's brain began to remember.

He remembered that he had gone to attend a classmate's wedding, and it suddenly started raining heavily on the way back. When he was going down the mountain, he encountered a landslide, causing him to miss his footing and fall into a deep pit and passed out.

Then when he woke up, he was here.

"Alas, what's the use of practicing martial arts? Manpower can't resist the force of nature after all, when manpower is limited." Liu Xing touched his waist and couldn't help but sigh.

"By the way, I have to thank the crew for a while. I have to try my best to repay them for saving me." It's not Liu Xingchui. His family still has some small influence. Although it is not as good as the big guys in the military region, ordinary people still want to Give them three points of thin noodles.

By the way, where have everyone gone? Shouldn't I shout a few times? They should be resting, but I can't disturb them.They have already accepted such a huge favor, so they should not be troubled anymore.

Yes, I'll wait, don't be in a hurry.

Thinking this way, Liu Xing lay back on the bed again, his own body temperature raising the temperature in the bed, and he felt very comfortable.

If you're feeling sick, it's better not to complain, just lie down in bed and rest peacefully.

After a while, he fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already bright, the charcoal fire in the furnace had long been extinguished, and there was no longer any warmth.

But the surroundings were still deserted and quiet.

"No, don't scare me." Liu Xing also panicked. He sat up straight and said at a loss, "Shouldn't this be the crew? Why is there no one there and no sound?"

The crew's venue is always in full swing, and it will be a mess even at night, let alone now at noon.

At dawn before, Liu Xing just thought they happened to fall asleep.But now there is still no movement, which is really a bit scary.

Just when Liu Xing was scaring himself, there was a lot of sound of horse hooves and roars of people coming from outside.

"Oh, it turns out I went to shoot an outdoor scene."

Not long after, there was a bustle of people outside, and the noise continued.

"Is this what a war drama crew should look like?" Liu Xing reassured, lying back on the bed and being a patient honestly.

After a while, a man walked in from outside the tent, about 30 years old.His hair was a little messy, his face looked obviously tired, and a weathered aura surrounded him.The prop armor he was wearing had not yet been taken off, and he walked in with a strong smell of blood.

Liu Xing had been looking at him since he came in, and an inexplicable feeling of familiarity arose spontaneously.

Liu Xing looks like. . .know him

It was obviously the first time they met, and Liu Xing naturally felt close to him.

"Hey, brat, you finally woke up. I thought you would never wake up again." This man was very familiar with himself. He took off his armor without ceremony and hung it on a thick wooden pole beside him. , while taking off his clothes, he said:

"You can survive being stabbed once, so you're a tough guy. I'll get you some broth later, a big one."

Looking at this man, the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger, causing Liu Xing to blurt out unconsciously: "Uncle Wang, you are back."

No, Uncle Wang

Why do I call him Uncle Wang?

Liu Xing's brain began to hurt, and the severe pain was worse than an injured kidney.Liu Xing stiffened, covering his head and frowning.

"Bad boy, are you okay?" Seeing Liu Xing's ferocious look, Uncle Wang was so frightened that he ran over, supported the shaky Liu Xing, and asked with concern: "How are you?"

Liu Xing looked pale and put on an ugly smile, "Uncle Wang, I'm fine, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xing fell into coma again as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.

"Liu Xing, Liu Xing, Liu Xing" In a daze, Liu Xing heard Uncle Wang calling his name.

The appearance of Uncle Wang was like a fuse, igniting Liu Xing's memory fragments hidden in the corner, and it became more and more intense.His brain was hurting more and more, and fragments of memories began to flash through his mind.

Eventually, Liu Xing's brain shut down, activated a self-protection state, forcibly interrupted his memories, and passed out.

Time came to evening again, Liu Xing woke up from his sleep, and there was still no one around.

But this time, after he passed out, he understood everything that had happened in his memory.

His face looked a little weird, he actually traveled through time, and even into the novel.

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