Chapter 2 The book says that I lived in the Southern Song Dynasty (Part 1)

Style: Heros Author: southerly windWords: 1996Update Time: 24/02/20 14:19:58
Yang Xuan woke up from an underground cave two weeks ago. When he opened his eyes, he found that the light around him was dim. He could only vaguely judge that he was in a nearly sealed place. Then he tried to stand up. After having this idea, he found that his body was rigid. , only the right hand can move in a small range. Try to control your body from being rigid to slowly being able to move, then to sitting up, then support the ground with your hands, move to the wall, and stand up slowly while holding on to the wall.

The whole process lasted for nearly an hour. After standing up, I found that the entire cave was about five feet wide, eight feet long, and ten feet high. The surrounding walls were filled with carved stone statues whose names were unclear. There are several pearls about the size of eggs inlaid on the top of the cave wall, which emit a faint halo. It is the light source of these beads that can vaguely see things in the cave.

This cave was originally supposed to be covered with ice and snow, but it has slowly melted recently. The reason for this judgment is that there is water all around the ground, which is nearly two to three inches thick. There is still some unmelted ice near the innermost wall and ground of the cave. piece.

After looking around the cave, Yang Xuan seemed to suddenly remember something. He hurriedly leaned down on the ground and started looking around until he saw a blackened skeleton of a small animal soaking in the water, and next to it was a mostly rusted stick-like weapon. I felt relieved. He slowly walked over and picked up the iron tool, and rubbed it for a while like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

I walked along the cave wall again and found that there was a hole with a diameter of more than two feet dug out on the other side of the cave wall, which could barely allow a person to crawl through. It twisted and snaked all the way to the top, close to the hole. You can hear the faint wind blowing on the other side, and there is a sliver of light at the top, which should be the exit.

He picked up an iron tool and drilled into the hole, and found that the hole was dug very roughly, as if he was in a hurry. The stones in the hole wall were uneven, and you could feel obvious pain when it was pierced into your body. After Yang Xuan climbed forward a few steps, he found that he had blocked the illumination of the beads behind him, and the light around him became darker. Now he could only vaguely see the light above his head, so he had to slow down and move forward.

After crawling towards the light for half an hour, he saw that he was about to climb to the exit. He could already see the blue sky and white clouds through the gap. As he crawled closer, he suddenly discovered that the light was actually only two or three inches wide. There was a shadow next to the light blocking the exit. Yang Xuan I tried poking upwards with my iron tool.

After this poke, the rustling head on the head and the face fell down with dirt and gravel. For a moment, his eyes were fascinated by the gravel. Yang Xuan didn't bother to rub his eyes at the moment, and covered his eyes and nose with his left hand. He held the iron tool in his right hand and continued to poke upward until he felt that there were pieces of earth and stone in front of him. He then stopped and opened his eyes, only to see that the hole had expanded to about one foot.

Yang Xuan turned sideways in the cave with difficulty, using one hand to support his body, and the other hand to pull the earth and rocks in front of him to the bottom of the hole. After roughly cleaning them, he continued to cover his eyes and nose and poke upwards with an iron tool. After repeating this cycle three more times, the exit finally expanded enough for him to climb out.

When Yang Xuan got out of the cave, he found himself on the mountainside of a small mountain. Next to the cave entrance he climbed out was a large yellow stone that was about half four feet wide and one foot thick and had been severely weathered. It was estimated that it was at least seven or eight feet wide before. I didn't know it had been blocked. How many years have you lived in the cave?

Now it seems that it was this stone that began to weather and break, which caused the extreme cold conditions in the cave to be broken, and he was able to wake up today, but he didn't know how many years he had been sleeping.

I saw that the weeds on the hillside were turning yellow, and then I looked up at the direction of the sun and judged that it was an autumn afternoon.

I slowly walked down the mountain and found that there was a wide black-blue road at the bottom of the mountain, running east-west and very smooth. I had never seen such a road before. There are four horizontal lines drawn evenly in the middle of the road. As the road continues to spread into the distance, there are harvested farmland and small patches of trees on both sides of the road. Looking further into the distance, I found a few taller buildings vaguely heading to the west. Although I had never seen this shape before, I guessed it should be a village.

Yang Xuan started walking in the west direction. As he walked, he noticed that iron cubes with four wheels running very fast on the road from time to time. The first few times, Yang Xuan jumped to avoid these things when they were about to approach. Later, he found that they also I feel relieved just because I can run along the road without crashing. After walking along the road for a long time, I found some unfinished potatoes growing in a field. I jumped down and picked a few and ate them without having time to light a fire. I also put a few more in my arms and drank some at the small pond next to it. The water continues on its way.

In the evening, an iron cube stopped beside Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan immediately touched the iron object behind his right hand with his right hand and stared at the four-wheeled cube with wary eyes. Later, Yang Xuan learned that this was called a car.

In Yang Xuan's shocked eyes, the car door opened and stepped out a middle-aged man wearing clothes that Yang Xuan had never seen before. He also held a set of clothes and shoes in his hand and said: "Brother, where are you going? I met you." Is something difficult? Just put on my clothes for now, it’s getting cold, so don’t freeze.”

Hearing this, Yang Xuan did not relax his vigilance. He looked down at his clothes that had been weathered and torn to pieces. He could only vaguely see that the original style seemed to be a Taoist robe. The hem has been completely shattered, the feet and legs have been completely exposed, and only part of the upper body remains.

Yang Xuan saw that the clothes he was wearing could no longer be worn, so he slowly took over the clothes. He had never seen this style of clothes before, and it took him a while to figure out which ones were clothes and which ones were trousers. He had never seen the way clothes were worn. He had to put them on over his head, and the shoes were one size larger than his feet, but they were better than bare feet. After studying how to wear them, he didn't take off his old clothes and just gave them to the man. The suit was worn over the old clothes.

The male driver waited patiently for Yang Xuan to finish putting on his clothes before saying, "Brother, have you encountered those things? Is that iron rod you carry with you for self-defense? It doesn't matter, as long as you are alive, where are you going?" , do you want me to give you a ride?"

Yang Xuan didn't understand what the things in the man's mouth were, and since he hadn't spoken for a long time, his language function had basically been lost. It took him a long time to squeeze out a word of thanks from his mouth, and then pointed to the buildings in the distance.

"Come on, get in the car. I'll take you there." After saying that, the male driver opened the door of the back seat and motioned for Yang Xuan to get in the car. When Yang Xuan saw the seats of the car, he remembered that there were similar cushions inside the carriage he had ridden in before. It seemed to be a new type of carriage of this era. Thinking of this, Yang Xuan relaxed his guard again, thanked him again, turned around and sat in the car, and closed the door at the man's instruction.