The longer Ouyang Xuan talked with Wang Da, the more frightened Ouyang Xuan became. He got out of bed, steadied himself, and hurriedly opened the door and left the room. A few dozen meters outside the door is a large river about two hundred meters wide. Not far away, there are two smaller rivers, one on the left and one on the right, joining the large river in front of you, forming a huge river branch, and both sides of the river are covered with trees. A dense thicket of reeds. The fertile flat land outside the river bank is covered with dense shrubs and wormwood, with only scattered patches of upland rice and sorghum in areas with sparse weeds. This scenery is very unfamiliar, but the topography makes Ouyang Xuan feel inexplicably familiar, especially the intersection of the three rivers, which reminds him of a scenic spot in his hometown - Yuantong Ancient Town, known as Little Chengdu. As a native of Chongzhou, he often takes friends from other places to visit Yuantong Ancient Town. The famous scenic spot there is the intersection of the three rivers where Weijiang River and Bojiang River merge into Wenjing River. He looked at the terrain carefully again, and yes, except for the towering Yuantong Tower on the peninsula at the confluence of the three rivers, there was no chain bridge on the river, there were not so many water birds on the river, and the water volume was not as large as the water in front of him...
The more he compared it carefully, the more panicked Ouyang Xuan became. Judging from the terrain and rivers, this place really looked like Yuantong Ancient Town, although it was completely different from the prosperous Yuantong Ancient Town scenic spot in his memory. Could it be that he really traveled through time and space? This is impossible! He thought in horror, wasn't it just a hike during the holidays, or wasn't he just encountering ball lightning? How come we happened to encounter a space-time rift that connects parallel universes? What's even more unfortunate is that this time and space rift transported him to the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. Everyone knows that Sichuan in the late Southern Song Dynasty was the main battlefield against the Mongols. All living beings were brutally slaughtered, and the population was reduced to ten. It was a miserable and troubled time. "I would rather be a peace dog than a man in troubled times." No, this is not true! I want to go back, I want to go back to China in the 21st century, I want to be a happy Liping clan, I want to be a salted fish...
Ouyang Xuan, whose mind was blank, staggered back to the shack, weakly greeted Wang Da, and then collapsed on the wooden bed. Not long after, he actually fell asleep again. He had a long dream, dreaming about his parents, dreaming about the goddess he had a crush on, dreaming about bright city lights, tall buildings and crowded traffic, dreaming about beautiful women and handsome men in the gym, dreaming about Steaming hot pot and sweet ice cream...
Until noon the next day, Ouyang Xuan lay paralyzed on the bed. Although he woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone into the shack in the morning, his whole body still felt weak. He simply remained lying on the bed, thinking about what to do next. This time, Ouyang Xuan lost his footing and fell off a cliff, and was washed down by the river. Although he was still frightened when he thought about it, he was fortunately not seriously injured, with only a few minor scratches. But the mental pressure of possibly traveling through time and space and falling into another parallel universe made him feel frightened, nervous, and broke into cold sweats all over his body. Wang Daye didn't care about him. Except for going home at noon and cooking fish soup mixed with wild vegetables and grains, he worked outdoors freely. After Ouyang Xuan drank the fish soup, his physical strength recovered a lot, but the thoughts and thoughts in his head were still chaotic. He fell asleep again without realizing it, and spent the day sleeping and waking up. .
When I woke up on the third morning, Wang Da was not in the shed again. He probably went out to work. He found his army green hiking bag in the corner of the shack and cleared out his belongings. I don’t know where my cell phone was lost. In addition to the jacket, pants and shoes I was wearing, my hiking bag also contained a headlamp, a folding multifunctional engineer shovel, a rescue blanket, a high-strength steel climbing rope, and a First aid kit, a fleece thermal jacket, two bottles of sports drinks, car keys and two boxes of soaked military compressed biscuits.
In the process of cleaning up the belongings, Ouyang Xuan had decided to walk to Jiezi Ancient Town after Wang Da returned home and said goodbye to him. His car is still parked in the parking lot of the scenic spot. If he finds the car in Jiezi Ancient Town, then he will think that the experience of these three days is a dream. If the direction and location of Jiezi Ancient Town is the location of Yongkang Village in Wangdakou, then only Accepted. Until now, Ouyang Xuan still can't completely believe his bizarre experience. There is still a trace of fantasy and hope in his heart to return to the 21st century.
After assembling the engineer shovel and eating half a box of compressed dry food soaked in water, he rearranged the remaining items and put them in his backpack. He took out another bag of compressed dry food and put it on the bed, preparing to give it to Wang Da later as a thank you. present. Except for the engineer shovel, he really had nothing he could use. This engineer shovel was 1.5 meters long when assembled and was quite handy to use. He had to carry it with him. If we really traveled to troubled times, this thing would at least be able to defend ourselves.
It wasn't until noon that Wang Da came back with two half-foot-long carp in his hand. While the old man was making a fire and cooking fish soup, Ouyang Xuan told him his thoughts and handed over the compressed biscuits. Seeing Wang Da looking at the biscuit in his hand in confusion, Ouyang Xuan took the biscuit and opened the package, took off a corner and handed it to Wang Da. He also took a small piece and put it in his mouth. Upon seeing this, Wang Da also put the biscuit into his mouth. After chewing it for two times, a smile appeared on his wrinkled and miserable face. This was also the first time Ouyang Xuan saw him smile in the three days he had been with the old man.
After drinking the fish soup, Wang Dada shook his bamboo raft to the branch where the three Ouyang Xuan rivers converged. He waded through the shallow water through the thick reeds and walked about half a mile before reaching the official road mentioned by Wang Dakou. This so-called official road is only two or three meters wide, and it is overgrown with thorns and weeds, so it can only be used by pedestrians.
The official road extends to the northwest. According to Wang Da, along this road for thirty miles, where the Weijiang River emerges from the mountains is Yong'an County. This is consistent with the location of the ancient town of Jiezi in Ouyang Xuan's memory. In the strong afternoon sunshine, he bid farewell to the old man and walked northwest.
