My mother said that the time I came to this world in the true sense was that stormy night.

She and her father drove out to play, and that night there were silver-purple electric lights flashing in the dark sky.

They were playing games in the car, and my mother said she looked out the window when she reached the peak of her mood, and there was a huge golden dragon cruising among the clouds in the sky.

I was there after that night.

"It was the dragon who brought you into this world." Mom said.

"So my biological father is a dragon." I suddenly realized at that time.

After I said this, my dad beat me up, and my mom couldn't help me.

The dragon should be the hallucination of the mother, and people may have hallucinations when they enter a state of pleasure.

My mother is so stupid. She thought she said she was playing games in the car. I, a child, don’t know what games she was playing and what games she could play in the car?

Who is serious in the car playing games?

Tell me back to my own affairs.

I have acted differently from other babies since the day I was born, and I can't cry or laugh.

My parents are very worried about such a special one, but after checking several times in the hospital, they found no physical problems. Finally, they came to a conclusion: this child may be slow, so it is recommended to continue to observe.

I didn't have a meeting to talk when I was six years old, but fortunately I learned to smile... I was a foolish smile.

I either stare at the sky in a daze or smile foolishly all day long.

I went to see a doctor, and the doctor said I had an intellectual disability.

Damn!

How could I be a fool?

My parents didn't give up on me. They didn't even want to have a second child and focused on taking care of me. It was not until I was eight that I learned to say simple daily words and could control myself from making that weird silly laughter.

When I was nine, I became particularly scared.

Fear everything.

I am afraid of a fire at home or a house collapses.

When I eat with chopsticks, I always feel that those chopsticks will suddenly penetrate my mouth until they pass through the neck bone.

I sleep with a quilt, afraid that the quilt will become heavier and make it impossible for me to breathe.

Walking on the street, I was worried that a flower pot would fall down in the sky or the street lights next to me would fall to death or a car would hit me.

My parents took me to see a doctor, and the doctor said I had persecutory type.

persecutory    type…The doctor explained that it was persecuted and delusional type.

Damn!

It means I am a mental illness!

How could I be mentally ill? I suspect this doctor wants to harm me!

The doctor told my parents that I would try psychological treatment first, and if the situation worsens, then drug treatment.

It seems that this doctor really wants to poison me with drugs.

I was so scared at that time that I could only force myself not to show my fear in front of my parents.

In order not to give me a chance, the doctor harmed me, when no one was around, I tried my best to exercise my expression in the mirror. If I had a little fear of my expression, I slapped myself in the face. It took a short time to learn to control my body and expression.

No matter how scared I was, my body was shaking and my expression was hunched.

This successfully deceived everyone, and they all thought my fear had disappeared.

This way I avoided taking pills.

But fear is always there, and I gradually learned a special ability in fear, that is, to be able to distinguish malice. As long as someone speaks in front of me, I can tell whether he has malice towards me from what he says or facial expressions.

Until I was fifteen years old, I woke up...

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Half a month has passed, Xia Zuo was very anxious. He woke up and came to a very strange world, in which he was probably an orphan without any relatives and friends.

Because half a month passed, no one came to him, and no one called him.

When he woke up, he found that the refrigerator was filled with various junk food, which means that the original owner might often stay in the house and not go out...

Also, the most eye-catching thing in the original owner's house were the six real-person proportions of physical dolls.

It seems that he traveled through time to a dead house, and what made him most incredible was that he actually looked exactly the same as the original owner, even his name was the same.

The only difference is that he is a healthy, hardworking and studious boy, while the original owner is just a dead house who likes to play with dolls for nothing.

Looking back on the day he traveled over, he didn't dare to leave the house at all.

In a strange environment, running around is very dangerous. He urgently needs to understand the world. When he searches for houses, the first thing he found was the diary written by the original owner.

At first he was overjoyed and thought he had found useful information, but later he found that the diary was full of detailed records of the original owner and six dolls he called him playing with wine and playing on the bed every day.

He was so angry that he threw his diary into the trash can on the spot. He was too naive!

Who writes a diary for a serious person?

He found the phone again. The phone was left by the original owner. The phone unlocked using fingerprint recognition. The technology in this world is similar to that in his original world.

The phone opened very smoothly. He first looked at the photos inside the phone, but found that there were all six physical dolls posing photos...

There are no photos of the original owner, nor are there any photos of others.

He looked at the address book again and found that only one person's contact number was recorded in the address book, and the person was noted as: Terrible person.

A terrible person? Who is the person with this number? Why did the original owner notify it as a terrible person?

He shook his head strangely, and he didn't care if he really called.

He found the mobile payment app, used fingerprint recognition, and successfully passed the app detection. After he found that there were a lot of deposits in the payment app, he breathed a sigh of relief at that time. If he couldn't find the money, he would be miserable. With money, he would not have to worry about life for the time being.

But there are not many things on the phone except these.

Fortunately, as a standard configuration for a dead house, it is impossible to lack a computer, and there is a high-end computer in the original owner's room.

Xia Zuo turned on the computer, and the computer system was similar to his world. After the system was officially turned on, there were dense small butter icons on the computer interface.

He clicked on a folder called Learning on the interface, and there was a short video that was unbearable.

He closed the folder and searched in the computer hard drive for a while, but found nothing useful. He accidentally discovered a note on the desktop, which recorded various account names and passwords, including key account passwords such as bank card passwords.

This made him feel uncomfortable and weird. Isn’t this kind of password already very familiar? Why did he write it down? And it was placed in such a conspicuous position on the desktop?

Is the original owner's memory poor?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

During the past half month, he spent time on the Internet to understand the world. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. Fortunately, he did not suddenly leave the house when he came here.

The most special thing in this world is the existence of a warrior. A video he had watched was that a warrior punched a galloping car into a discus. There were various comments below the video, but there were no comments that questioned whether the video was fake.

Afterwards, he gradually verified and confirmed that the warriors in this world were very powerful and that everyone could not lie to him.

All these changes were caused by the Six Divine Pillars falling from the sky three hundred years ago. It is rumored that these Six Divine Pillars transformed the world and made the world suitable for cultivation. Since that year, humans have entered the Spiritual Qi Chronicle!

Ordinary people like him can easily kill even the lowest level warriors.

However, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief. In the Tianjing Kingdom where he was, warriors were also subject to law, and those who killed people would also be subject to legal sanctions.

If so, then I'm still safer.

After spending half a month understanding the world, Xia Zuo rarely leaves the house. He also considered whether to leave and abandon his identity to go to a place where no one knew him.

But this is impossible. If he leaves, what if anyone who knows him thinks he is missing and calls the police? Besides, there are creatures like warriors in this world, and it is even more dangerous to run around.

He simply stayed there, but fortunately, the uneasy half month passed and no one looked for him. The original owner seemed to have been abandoned by the world, without any relatives and friends.

He didn't dare to call the only number in his address book, and the 'terrible person' had never called.

What a poor person...but this is a good thing for him.

He also often wondered why he had arrived in this world, "Do I still have a chance to return to that world?"

If he can't go back, he will never see his parents again.

"Maybe I can't go back, it's the best thing for my parents." He knew his situation. If one day he couldn't control his fear, his parents would probably be very worried.

He sighed quietly, no longer thinking about this. At night, he fell asleep in depression. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a hazy white world.
Chapter completed!