the body. 

"So, I am dead. That is my corpse."

He looked at the crying people in the room and yard, feeling a sharp pain within his heart. Suddenly, Zhao Zilong’s mount transformed into a white dragon, circling above the General's mansion, radiating light. 

The people were drawn outside, kneeling and kowtowing. The white dragon carried Zhao Zilong's soul into the black sky, piercing through the clouds, and flying out of the earth into what appeared to be a colorful tunnel. Zhao Zilong's soul was sucked into it, embarking on a journey through time and space.
 

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?" a young man shouted in the outskirts of modern-day Shanghai, China. "I'm an orphan and have no money. Why are you killing me?"

"No more talking!"

Two thugs dragged him into a thick patch of weeds, untying the ropes that bound him.

"Are you letting me go?" the young man asked hopefully.

Without a word, four thugs armed with daggers plunged one into his heart. To hide the body, they buried him in the wasteland, covering the spot with weeds. 

Seeing their work done, the four left, leaving the young man dead and buried.

"Argh~" Zhao Zilong's soul, now in the time tunnel, couldn't endure the harsh environment. His soul, already weak, felt unbearable pain, draining his energy.

Sensing Zhao Zilong’s distress, the white dragon transferred its energy to him, slowly disappearing. Their companionship ended. 

The soul's pain caused Zhao Zilong to lose his memory. He saw a bright light ahead—it was the tunnel's exit.

A streak of light pierced through Earth's atmosphere, heading for the outskirts of Shanghai, exactly at the wasteland where the young man was buried. Zhao Zilong's soul fused with the dead body, healing its wounds and restoring its heartbeat and breath.

A hand emerged from the ground, followed by a body. The weeds over the burial spot concealed the young man, now brought back to life.

Chapter 2: A Woman Named Xue Ying

Zhao Zilong, completely exhausted, lay dormant inside the young man's body with no reaction at all. The man remained hidden under the weeds, blending into the dark night.

He was like a shooting star that had fallen to earth. People saw the meteor streak across the night sky with joy, silently making their wishes.

With rapid technological advancements, urban developments, and the evolution of transportation, society had undergone drastic changes.

The black night was illuminated by the city's neon lights, glittering brightly, but this remote countryside remained shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead. The moon vanished from the night sky as the sun rose slowly from the east, illuminating the earth and sky.

"Woof woof woof~"

"Woof woof woof~"

The sound of barking echoed continuously thro

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