My name is Xiao Ran, and I live in a small village called Xiaojiacun in southern Hunan; the story begins here...
"Wake up, wake up...Xiaoran;" On a piece of land that had just been dug less than half, a middle-aged uncle was holding a young man with his face full of anxiety.
"Where is this?" Xiao Ran rubbed his groggy head, and then he could see the surrounding situation clearly. You can only see three or four meters around you, and it feels like you're in a thick fog.
After adjusting his body slightly, Xiao Ran had time to observe the surrounding environment. It didn't take long for Xiao Ran to figure out the situation.
A rough estimate was that this was a space of about one acre; not long after Xiao Ran walked out, he seemed to hit a wall, as if there was a barrier blocking his way.
Xiao Ran estimated the size based on his own pace from one end of the barrier to the other. At this point, I have a complete understanding of the current environment I am in, a gray space with an area of about one acre. There was a small puddle in the middle, but nothing else.
After understanding the situation, Xiao Ran finally felt relieved, and the initial panic slowly turned into calm. Staring at the gloomy sky in a daze, I really couldn't figure out how I ended up in this ghost place; it didn't look like a dream, it felt too real.
Just as I was thinking about it, the sky lit up. A little light came from far and near like a comet falling to the earth, constantly magnifying in Xiao Ran's eyes; there was no way to avoid it, and in Xiao Ran's heart at this time, ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past.
The starlight grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, and Xiao Ran's whole body disappeared in the light.
Could it be that this life ended inexplicably like this...
While his thoughts were in confusion, he suddenly heard someone calling him. I woke up with a stumble, and when I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw an old man holding me and rocking him.
"Uncle Dawei, please stop shaking, otherwise something will happen." He opened his eyes in a daze and saw clearly that it was the village chief Xiao Zhiwei.
"Xiao Ran, you said there is nothing you can do about what happened to your dad. Don't get too anxious." Xiao Ran is famous for his filial piety. The village chief Xiao Zhiwei obviously thinks that Xiao Ran is because his father is ill. Overwhelmed with grief, he fainted and fell to the ground.
It was because of this that Xiao Ran came back from Lingnan, suffering from advanced liver cancer. When Xiao Ran first heard the news, he almost couldn't bear it without feeling heartbroken. After coming back for more than a month, he finally managed to accept the fact.
"I know, Uncle Dawei; thank you." Xiao Ran didn't explain too much. He was wondering about what happened just now. He said a few words casually, expressed his gratitude, and started to go home with a hoe in hand. Walk.
"Mom, I'm back." Xiao Ran put down the hoe and ran towards the fire room. There was no need to think that his mother must be cooking in the kitchen.
An ordinary rural woman was lighting a fire and adding firewood to the stove. Go see your dad, he just talked nonsense again.
Xiao Ran didn't say anything, just took a cucumber and left the kitchen and walked into a nearby room.
"Dad, how are you feeling today?" Lying on the bed was a man with a withered face and a bulging belly.
In the advanced stage of cancer, this is Xiao Ran's father Xiao Zhiqiang. This is also the reason why Xiao Ran returned to this small mountain village from the Pearl River Delta in Lingnan.
"Xiaoran, why don't you go back to work. Dad's illness is not cured. You can come back when the time comes."
Xiao Ran's father said weakly, clearly hoping that his son could spend more time with him in his last days, but the family conditions were really...
In addition, Xiao Ran's sister was still in junior high school, and he was involved in this matter again. Thinking about his son's fate after he left, he felt bitter in his heart.
"Dad, what are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere. I'm just staying at home with you and mom." Xiao Ran was very clear about his father's inner thoughts. After a while of hard talk, he finally gave up his father's world-weary thoughts.
Then he went to the kitchen and helped his mother prepare meals. Calling grandpa, the family had a simple lunch.
The sun at noon was really hot. Xiao Ran moved a deck chair and placed it under the tree in front of the house. This was an osmanthus tree that his father dug from the mountains a long time ago. Now it grows as big as a handful. It was like an umbrella, and Xiao Ran was used to taking a nap under it after lunch.
Lying on the recliner, Xiao Ran unconsciously thought of today's strange things. First, he pulled out a weed and scratched his hand, and then dug out a black, round stone. Driven by curiosity, I picked it up and looked at it, and then fainted inexplicably.
What he didn't know was that the blood on his hands was being absorbed by the strange stone, and then slowly integrated into his body.
"Oh, I don't want to think about that much anymore. Let's take a nap first. I'll continue working in the afternoon." Xiao Ran sighed, and a gust of breeze blew even more burden on his eyelids...
Attract the aura of heaven and earth, blend it into your body, cleanse your muscles and forge your bones; absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and refine your spirit...
A sound came clearly, unconsciously driving Xiao Ran into a strange breathing state. In his sleep, Xiao Ran felt something slowly enter his body through his breathing, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable.
Just as I was immersed in it, a force pulled me into the inexplicable space in the morning. The difference from before is that there is more life, and it no longer feels lifeless. This feeling is very strange and cannot be described.
The puddle in the middle was still there, and there wasn't much else. The water in the puddle was crystal clear. Of course, it wasn't very deep in the first place. It was like a small puddle but it didn't reach the bottom.
"It's strange. Didn't I have a dream before? I even brought it back when I dreamed." Xiao Ran really couldn't figure it out. Call it a dream, and it gives people a very real feeling. As he spoke, he touched a handful of soil on the ground, and it still felt tactile.
"Strange, really strange," Xiao Ran said helplessly as he touched his head.
How to get out, Xiao Ran was thinking about it, when suddenly he felt like he woke up from a dream. He opened his eyes drowsily and found that he was still lying on the recliner.
"Holy shit, what the hell!" Before he could react, a burst of stench completely woke Xiao Ran up.
Vomiting, a burst of retching.
"Let's go, I'm lying here without getting any sunshine. Why am I covered in sweat? My clothes are sticky on my body. It feels so sore... No, I have to find a place to wash myself."
After that, I didn’t go home. I definitely wanted to go to Qingshui River to have a good wash in this summer.
Qingshui River can be said to be the mother river of the people of Xiaojia Village. It not only solves the problem of water use, but also brings rich products. It's just that due to some nasty thieves in the past few years, the number of fish in the entire river has decreased significantly overnight. If you want to steal, just steal it. You fucking drugged the fish in the entire river directly from the upper stream and along the current. Just like that, I was shocked.
No, the entire river has not slowed down in recent years, and its fishery resources have been severely reduced.
Xiao Ran looked at the clear river water in front of him and plunged into it without saying a word.
It's cool, bathing in the river is so cool in this summer. After that, Xiao Ran washed his clothes and pants again in the river water. When he was free, he couldn't help but think of the mysterious place before, and suddenly he appeared in the space.
I took a step, and now I finally understood it. I understood it completely. Looking at the situation in front of me and not understanding it, it was really a waste. This was obviously smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb, but Xiao Ran still couldn't figure out what the use of this small space was, and he didn't touch the water in the puddle rashly.
Thinking back to it, I thought about leaving this place. Xiao Ran appeared in the river again and tried several times. Xiao Ran finally woke up and realized that he was really not dreaming. I did indeed get a small space, but I don’t know exactly what it does yet.
