The crow gave me a pair of eyes

Looking at the first word, Liu Jun felt like a ferocious tide was hitting the embankment along the coast, and there was a buzzing sound in his head. It was a primitive force, full of simple, thick, and primitive atmosphere. Arriving at something that can subdue it, the breath of violence resists the power of order.

Liu Jun quickly closed his eyes, and the feeling of confusion disappeared immediately. When he opened his eyes and saw the words, his mind felt that violent feeling again.

"I can't read this book!" Liu Jun said to himself.

"Do you feel a headache?" A voice came from outside the house.

Liu Jun stood up quickly, and made a gesture of worship towards the door. "Fairy Master!"

"You don't need so many etiquettes. Now that the world has changed, these etiquettes are meaningless to us." The one who walked in was the white crow. "How did you read the book?"

"Master Huixian, after reading the first book, you won't be able to read the second book?"

"Well, it's quite a headache, isn't it?"

Liu Jun nodded.

The white crow picked up the book, turned a few pages, and put it aside, "It was the same for me back then, but that was a long, long time ago!"

"Is the immortal master also feeling this way?"

"That's natural. Everything here is created from scratch. You just saw those words, which are also the first words in the beginning of the world. They have the power to shake the world and weep ghosts and gods. You must have a headache!"

Liu Jun recalled that when he was reading a book just now, although he could guess the general meaning of the characters in it, he didn't know whether it was actually expressed in that way. He felt that the words in it were telling him about a certain event.

"In the past, words had to express too many meanings. I don't want to think that a word may have one or two meanings now. At that time, there were many things to express!"

"The voices in your head, the messages from the words, and the fear of things around them at the time they were created, as if the two were fighting, one to be born and the other to stop it."

Liu Jun remembered the old legend that Cangjie, the historian of the Yellow Emperor of Xuanyuan, created writing and recorded the civilization in an orderly manner, which made the ghosts and gods in all directions cry at night. Since then, disputes began in the world.

"If I can understand these books, will the ability I have make the world uneasy?"

"Hahaha, it depends on your own heart!"

The crow pointed to Liu Jun's chest.

"Okay, take your time, it's good to get used to that kind of power, what you are doing in reality is not bad!"

"The Immortal Master!"

The white crow had long since disappeared, and the courtyard was empty. Liu Jun fetched a bucket of water from the well in the courtyard and poured it on himself, which made him shiver from the cold.

"Sneeze" Liu Jun sneezed three times in a row on the balcony. He returned to reality, his body was wet, and the cold wind blowing in from the window slapped him, causing his body to react with cold.

Liu Jun hurriedly went to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Although his body had been transformed into a very strong body, it was still far from the invulnerability and invulnerability to a hundred poisons in the novel. The physique of soldiers who have been trained intensively for many years still cannot completely resist the internal reaction of disease.

While taking a bath, Liu Jun felt a slight change in the skin on his body, but he couldn't tell what changed.