(This was thought of at the beginning, but unfortunately, it was criticized very much, so it was cut off when uploading it later. However, because I still like it very much, I put it in the form of an extra.)

(A very ordinary prologue. If you don’t like it, you can jump directly to the first chapter.)

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Hot summer.

The cicadas kept shouting in the treetops.

There was no pedestrian on the road, and occasionally vehicles drove by quickly on the road, rippling the air that was burned by the scorching heat, like ripples.

After a while, a small white dot appeared at the intersection.

It was a teenager who was pulling his suitcase, wearing a white shirt, washed light blue jeans, and brown and white sneakers.

He had small hair cut, his body was a little thin, but his white face was completely different from his soft skin color. His two eyebrows were as sharp as sharp blades. His liberal arts friends in the past often pointed at his eyebrows and said that the so-called sword-brow and starry eyes in ancient times looked like this, but they were paired with pale skin color, which was a pity for this natural general's aura.

At this moment, his white face became paler by the sun. He raised his hand to block his forehead, looked into the sky with his eyes, and then frowned, as if he was worried about the hot climate.

Unfortunately, complaining could not be exchanged for clouds that covered the sun. In the end, the boy could only lower his head and move forward silently.

This young man is the male protagonist of our story, Jiang Chuge, twenty years old, single. At the beginning of the story, he was carrying his bags like all college students to go home for the summer vacation, but unlike usual, because of the heat, he took a shortcut to the nearest bus stop.

This is a small and long alley, which can pass through the building complex that cuts the road and avoids the sun. It is Jiang Chuge's unique secret passage. But today when he stepped into this alley, he found that the air was even hotter than under the sun, and he could even smell the burnt smell in the air.

Jiang Chuge raised his head uneasy, as if he wanted to find the source of this anxious heat. Then he saw thick smoke rising from the top of a tall building two hundred meters away, like a monster swallowing clouds and fog covering the sky and the sun.

"Is it on fire again?" Jiang Chuge murmured to himself, "How could I say the word "re"?" He said with self-deprecating humor. Then the sound of the fire truck coming from his ear confirmed his speculation.

The reason why I say it is because of some reason that the city has suffered a lot of fires recently. Jiang Chuge remembers that this is the fourth fire in this city this month. Every time the cause is unknown, every time the entire building is burned to pieces and nothing remains. People, furniture, pets, can't escape anything, and none of them survive. So every time Jiang Chuge sees burned corpses in the pictures reported online, Jiang Chuge feels lingering fear.

Jiang Chuge remembered that the city where they were located had already raised the fire escape and fire protection level again and again, but why did this house inexplicably catch fire?

However, since the fire truck had arrived, Jiang Chuge knew that what he had left was not something he could worry about. Two hours later he still had a train to catch up, so this was not the time when he should delay and join in the fun.

Jiang Chuge doesn't believe in heroes. Maybe there are really Superman and Ultraman in this world, but that person will definitely not be him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuge lowered his head again and prepared to continue his journey. At this moment, a silver flash jumped up from the ground and fell into his eyes. It was a silver body with black patterns around him. It looked very clean and formed a sharp contrast with the dust around him. In the occasional sunlight, silver light kept shining, and the Buddha desperately shouted that he was incompatible with the surroundings.

Jiang Chuge was attracted by this silver little thing at a glance. He was once a music expert and had collections of various music players, from CD machines to MP3s, and even an old phonograph at home. However, the reason why this little thing with a silver luster can firmly attract his attention is that he knew that this was a small thing he always wanted to collect but always didn't save enough money to buy.

When Jiang Chuge saw this little thing, the little demon in his heart could not bear the noise. He looked around and couldn't see a figure. So the fair boy lowered his head and smiled at the Walkman and heard, "Little Guai Guai, who is so cruel to throw you here?"

Bent down, Jiang Chuge gently snatched the Walkman in his hand. The machine was a little warm, not like it had been left here for a long time, but it seemed like something was playing continuously, until the Walkman was out of power not long ago. He gently wiped the dust on the Walkman, and the demon in his heart and himself smiled softly at the same time.

Then, his fate changed with this Walkman.

While Jiang Chuge picked up the Walkman, a man wearing a black tuxedo and monocle glasses stood on the edge of the building with scepter and a man wearing a scepter and monocle glasses, kneeling in front of him, two men and women, who looked a little thin. They were all wearing combat tights, and beside them was a black body that was already lying on the ground. Around them was already thick and invisible. If an ordinary person was an ordinary person, he would faint on the ground in a few minutes, but the three people present seemed to be unaffected.

"Have you still not searched for that thing?" At this time, the man in a black tuxedo asked, his voice a little weird, but he didn't know what the thing in his mouth meant.

"Sorry, Lord Magician, we have been tortured, but we still haven't found it." The woman with short hair in her ears replied in a low voice.

"You are really useless..." The man in the black tuxedo, the magician in the woman's mouth, smiled faintly. Although he didn't see any movement, the two on the ground were already trembling with fear.

"I finally forced him to return to reality with that thing. You didn't find it like this. You said, what's the point of keeping a waste like you around?"

The man in the tuxedo's voice became gentler, but the two people present clearly felt a deep chill, as if an iceberg was pressing down, and even the fire around him was suppressed.

"Sorry, Lord Magician, please give us some more time, we will definitely find that thing." The kneeling man buried his head deeply and said in fear.

"I can give you another month. If you can't find that thing, just wait to die here." The man named Magician waved his hand.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

The man replied loudly, the woman dared not answer, so she could only nod her head desperately.

At this time, the whistle of the fire truck sounded from below. The magician frowned, as if he was very annoyed that the harsh sound was as if he was annoyed.

"The people have come, clean up here. Don't let the people in the world find our traces, otherwise the consequences..." He instructed casually, then turned around and jumped straight from the dozens of floors high building.

The kneeling man did not move until a minute or two later, after confirming that the man in the tuxedo left, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up from the ground...

On the Mercedes-Benz train.

Although the ride at this time is not as terrifying as the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush, the chatting sounds of men and women, the crying sounds of children, the beatings and scoldings of mothers, and the hawking of shopping guides still fill every corner of the train space, making people uneasy.

However, all this did not affect the focus of the white-shirt boy in front of him. Since getting on the train, Jiang Chuge's eyes have not been able to take away the "stolen goods" in his hand. This is a recording pen produced by Sony. Although it is a recording pen, it has always been included in the music player in the industry, so Jiang Chuge has always called it a Walkman. This product not only plays the music well, but also claims that as long as it is recorded, it can be perfectly replayed. However, this machine has obviously exhausted all the power, and the dumb metal shell can only cry alone in the boy's hands.

Because of expectations, the twenty-hour drive became a huge torment. After returning home, Jiang's mother wrapped in an apron and Jiang's father holding the newspaper heard a sound of "Mom and Dad, I'm back" and lost Jiang Chuge's trace.

"Mom, your Jiang Chuge is getting more and more unruly. He hasn't come to show us whether he has grown taller after not seeing him for half a year. It's so outrageous." Jiang Chuge's father didn't look up and muttered in a low voice.

"Children's father, please don't put the blame on me. This child didn't follow my surname Tang... Why do you talk so much nonsense? Come and help cook!" Jiang Chuge's mother was not willing to be outdone, and her breathless voice came from the kitchen.

"Here's here..." Jiang Chuge's father could not help but put down the newspaper in his hand, but his eyes kept on the newspaper, "What's going on? It's really not peaceful recently. This is the first major fire this year..."

His fingers loosened, revealing the photo on the newspaper, which was the building that Jiang Chuge had seen before.

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"Mom, don't pick it up for me, it's enough!"

"This is not enough. Look at you, you have lost so much weight in the past six months. You don't know how distressed a mother is..."

"Dad, look at mom..."

"Don't ask me, you don't know your mother's personality yet. I advise you to eat all the food obediently, otherwise your mother will serve the family law..."

"What are you, old guy, saying? I am the mother yaksha in your heart, right..."

The father and son stopped answering amid the full of nagging and looked at each other and smiled.

After not seeing each other for half a year, my mother's familiar nagging sounds were still warm and helpless. After a dinner, I almost doubled my appetite. Jiang Chuge helplessly touched his obviously bulging belly, and then turned on the switch that had been fully charged by him.

Then, Jiang Chuge discovered that the Walkman had completely full capacity, which means that the owner on it was already stuffed with things. What kind of music would it be? Elegant or rock? Or fresh? Jiang Chuge was inexplicably excited. It was like two people from completely different worlds connected because of this small thing. Through this simple process, it was just like what kind of personality the owner had. Jiang Chuge couldn't wait to press the play button.

Surprisingly, the first sound he heard was not music, but the voice of a man who sounded calm and gentle.

"No matter who hears this recording, from now on to the end of this recording, we will have a short master-apprentice relationship... My name is Wang Chao. Maybe you have not heard of me, or the owner of the Neijia Boxing Gym in Laoshan, or even "Romance of Dragon and Snake", because who I am is, in this vast universe, it doesn't matter at all, what's important is who you are..."

The man's voice sounded very magnetic, even more charming than the professional announcers on TV, but his words surprised Jiang Chuge. Because he not only knew who Wang Chao was, but also knew what the representative of the owner of the Neijia Boxing Gym in Laoshan meant, because the book "Romance of Dragon and Snake" was also obediently lying in the memory of his mobile phone.

What is this? Is it a spoof? Or Cosplay? It actually imitates Wang Chao in "Romance of Dragon and Snake" written by Mengru Shenji? So is the world of the two-dimensional world no longer able to satisfy their desires...

After listening to this passage, Jiang Chuge gave a definition of this recording, Cosplay... Of course he would not believe that this is really a golden finger from the sky, and that you can use it and then the magical skills will be immense... Although there are countless novels on the Internet that travel through time, even if there are such magical things, he does not believe that such things will fall on him. He is just an ordinary student. He occasionally helps the old lady cross the road, enters the classroom on time in class, and does not copy the classmate's homework. That's all, those strange powers and monsters are not related to him.

But even so, Jiang Chuge's hand holding the pause button could not help but stop. Subconsciously, he also wanted to hear what this spoof would say.

"This recording was recorded after I broke through the realm of breaking the void and seeing that the gods were not destroyed. I realized the effect of using sound to control people. Combined with Zen Master Qiuyue's annotations, the tiger and leopard thunder sound of Xingyimen, the hum and ha sound of Bajimen, and Wudang's fishing toad and fishing turtle and bull spirit, I created this set of "Bayin Marrow Cleansing Strength" in a short time. I hope to create a master of dark spirit in a short time... Now, please relax and follow my voice...

"Puff," Jiang Chuge couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He originally thought that this was a charlatan saying something like "the Tao can be said very well" here, but the last sentence was just like the tour guide who used to play the radio gymnastics in the morning exercises every morning.

How could he remain calm?

Now the words are too exhausted...

Jiang Chuge laughed in his heart, but then he found that the recording pen was not broadcast gymnastics, but a series of strange sounds of Yin Yin's yelling, like hundreds or thousands of people singing their own songs in the square in unison. The chaotic noise formed by the overlapping sounds. You think you can understand each sentence, but you can't hear each sentence clearly, leaving only those sounds constantly echoing in your ears, resonating, and deafening.

What is this...

Jiang Chuge finally made up his mind to turn off the recording because he felt that the only thing left here was this noisy noise. But just as he was about to press the pause button, he suddenly felt his hand on the pause button tremble involuntarily, and no matter how he controlled it, he could not control the button pressing by this finger, as if there was a sharp knife. When he was not paying attention, he gently cut off his spine and completely separated his consciousness and body.

What happened to me...?

This was Jiang Chuge's last consciousness. Then he felt that his consciousness was completely submerged by the thousands of echoes in his ears, and he could no longer hear his voice...

"You are my little apple, so you don't care if you love you too much..."

The sound of the divine song alarm stored in the phone pulled Jiang Chuge out of his dark consciousness. Jiang Chuge opened his hazy eyes and subconsciously blocked the somewhat dazzling sunshine. The summer sunshine is always particularly hateful, but it is like a sharp knife in the early morning.

Fortunately, this sharp knife restored Jiang Chuge's consciousness faster than usual. After only a few seconds of blank period, he found that he was sleeping on the floor, wet and covered with sweat, and even the ground was covered with greasy things.

What's going on...

For a moment, the memories of last night washed away from Jiang Chuge's mind like a tide, and he suddenly remembered everything.

Yesterday, I was probably listening to the walkman I picked up, but I heard Cosplay and a very strange noise, and then...

The boy's eyes gradually lit up. He suddenly turned his head to look at the Walkman beside him. At some point, this Walkman died of his life because of exhaustion of battery. Jiang Chuge didn't care at all. He just stared at the silver-white surface so quietly. The sunlight sprinkled down from the window, jumping on the Walkman and dancing gracefully. The entire Walkman was also rippling like flowing water in the sun.

"It seems that I really found a treasure..."

This fair boy touched his head and then giggled in the morning light.

Then, he was completely fascinated.

Humans are very strange animals. Once something they didn't believe in was real, they would become particularly fascinated by it, just like opening Pandora's box, and it was out of control.

Since Jiang Chuge was stunned for the first time, he tried it for two consecutive days. Although he would tremble all over and fainted every time, the repeated dizziness and waking up finally made him sure that the man in the Walkman made a strange sound, probably because of the use of marrow washing and tendons. In just two or three days, he felt the changes in his body. Although he didn't know if it was an illusion or the true nature, apart from the daily fishy sweat, his body's coordination and toughness were a little stronger than before. He used to be able to do thirty push-ups, but now he sat for more than fifty in one breath and felt a little sore and swollen.

However, such changes were so fast that Jiang Chuge unconsciously worried about whether it would cause any damage to his body.

He has read many novels and knows that the so-called rapid martial arts in martial arts novels are also reflected in the story of "Romance of Dragons and Snakes", so Jiang Chuge is very concerned about whether the quick-achieving method mentioned by the guy named Wang Chao in the Walkman will have hidden dangers like other demons.

But he had no way to investigate all this. He read countless information on the Internet, and then sighed and found that there were too many things on the Internet in this society. For a rookie like him, he had no way to start to distinguish the authenticity of it.

All he could think of was to go to a martial arts hall in his city next semester.

But the doubts in his heart did not discourage the young man, because this Walkman and the things inside it were a mystery like an abyss for Jiang Chuge. The more he could not see through it, the more he could not extricate himself. Therefore, Jiang Chuge further fell into it unconsciously.

Then he found that after a week, he had not seen the hidden danger, but his body became lighter and lighter. So the young man, who was only nineteen, completely forgot his previous worries and completely devoted himself to his dream of "martial arts master".
To be continued...