How Can Something So Wrong Felt So Right All Along(Ongoing)

Sour Vinegar

Thinking about things that happened in his life , Wang ZhenXian's almond hazelnut colored eyes visually implied not even an ounce of sleepiness. He is freezingly looking on the ceiling of the room where he just found out that the place he's staying is a bamboo hut.

If one would looked from a distance, he almost seemed like counting how many bamboos were sacrificed to make the bamboo hut.

He was fully immersed from his thinking. That if someone where to barge in the room he won't find out. His mind's capability almost at its limit and about to bursts from overthinking and calculating the cause and effect of his time travel.

But even if he bury his being in his thinking he can't find a bit of things that could help him to make or create his hypothesis.

Not even a single scientific basis could be collected. Almost all of the things happened are pure fantasy and not involving a bit of science.

Like a well-cleaned crime scene.

It was already ten days since he time travelled in the Yan Sect.

He has experienced life-and-death situations in these ancient period. He survived from those things. Starting from dealing with his brother to his friends and the teachers.

It could be said 'uncomfortable' sometimes, but as a 21st century person. His versatility immerged naturally. He is good in socializing and dealing with varied types of people so it was almost in the sense of a 'piece of cake' to him.

But without progress in knowing how he could come back it was like watering a tree without roots. No matter what he does it won't be of utility.

To begin with, he presumed not to think about his time travel and just enjoy life in ancient period.Thinking of it as a vacation. A very long vacation with no coming back. But now, he can't help but run havock from anxiety. He takes all of those words back bah!

How could he not care being time travelled? If his loved ones found out his absence they would entirely dead worried, especially that nothing could be of track.

Moreover, he wanted to know why he was thrown in this dimension. He was not fun of fantasy and the things he experienced is the thing that he is not fun himself.

He loved science but not in the moment. And even science barely gives evidence to time travel. How could he make judgement bah!

It's not like that cave was the Bermuda triangle or also known as the Devil's Triangle. That is a loosely defined region in the western part of the North Atlantic Ocean where a number of aircraft and ships are said to have disappeared under mysterious circumstances. And is rumoured as the gate to another dimension.

They have their filming site in the Snowy Jade Cave of Chongqing, China. It's a national park it's impossible to be the portal. But if it is, Wang ZhenXian felt goosebumps in his body, mah!
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A few moments later, crickets loud chirping sound caused by scraping its two specially textured wings together could be heard. The fireflies flying on the air looking like having a gathering. The sun already hides in the majestic mountains finding to rest upon.

In the small bamboo hut a man named Wang ZhenXian could be seen splayed on the wooden bed, boneless.

He tried to ponder and dig dip on his mind but no matter how he tried he can't reached the informations he wanted to get. As a result he got drained and unconsciously went to sleep.

He's dead asleep that if someone would throw a bomb on him he wouldn't be bothered.

On the other side of the coin, the Venerable Shizun who just went back to the falls was not coming back alone.