"If you have a very dangerous and urgent matter, you can squeeze the red ball and say I love you. Even if you are thousands of miles away, I will come to you and help you get rid of the predicament."

I took the ball and immediately squeezed it: "I love you, take me back."

The butterfly under the skin of Ah Xiao's wrist was shining brightly, and he immediately covered his wrist: "This can't be pressed indiscriminately!"

"But I think the situation is critical enough right now."

"Don't make trouble, darling." He rubbed my head and winked at me, "Wait for me to come back." After that, he turned around and ran away.

I patted my head, my forehead felt as uncomfortable as shit.

I put the red rubber ball in my pocket and stood up again.

After so long, my dizziness and tinnitus had disappeared. I looked left and right and found that this dream constructed by Ah Xiao was too real.

In the weather in March, the grass is growing and the warbler is flying, the yellow juicy tree has just changed its leaves, the green and green leaves are gently fanning on the branches, the bluestone plate beside the stream is covered with green moss, and the water bottom is also soft. There is spring in the air.

I went down step by step along the small mountain road of bluestone slabs.

Passing through the two or three old houses built on the mountain, and encountering four or five coal coolies on the road, they all dressed very... quaint.

They were dark-skinned, lean and powerful, with muscular shapes visible in their necks.

They wore turbans on their heads and tied a big knot in front of their foreheads, tying their hair up so that they wouldn't have to wipe their sweat from time to time.

Although the weather is not too warm, the coolies are wearing straw sandals. Everyone's feet are black and big. When climbing the mountain, the toe joints are slightly bent. Cover up traces.

"Hey...yo! Hey...yo!"

They seemed to be panting and shouting slogans. The two of them carried the burden and formed a very tacit frequency. The stairs built on the mountain were not easy to walk, and the humid climate made the bluestone slabs a little slippery, so they focused on He looked down at the ground, not paying attention to me, who was standing there in a daze.

Every sound of their trumpets and every step of theirs made me stunned.

I staggered down the bluestone stairs, these scenes were both unfamiliar and familiar to me. What is strange is that I know for sure that such coolies have almost disappeared when I was growing up. What is familiar is that I have seen these scenes in many historical influences.

This seems to be... what my grandparents said, the old Chongqing when they were young.

Even...even earlier.

I turned a corner of a bluestone slab, and the stream beside me gurgled away. I saw the scenery in front of me, and I was very stunned.

This is a lively small street, like an undeveloped ancient town. There are no people selling things on the street. Everyone is quietly selling things and living their own life. Occasionally, a few children scuffled by in the street. I walked forward dumbfounded, and people sitting in the store began to see me.

They seemed as curious about me as I was about this place. Because my dress doesn't really fit here.

After walking for a long time, the people watching the lively behind me have followed me for a small half street. They spoke Chongqing dialect that even I could not understand, and commented on me.

I think Ah Xiao probably set this dream in the old Chongqing. Does he want me to go to another time and space, and only rely on him?

Innocent.

I walked out of the town and found a dilapidated empty house beside the town to squat.

I pondered that the novel is a dream, that is to say, I now exist in this world in spirit, and my body should still be sitting on a chair with "VR glasses" in that world, unable to move.

So, in this world, I should be immortal. Because my body wasn't actually threatened. I don't have to be afraid of being killed here, I don't have to drink water, I don't have to eat...

Although the reasoning is like this, but after dark, I was so hungry that I wanted to cry, and I was so thirsty that I could not stand it.

I couldn't squat in the house any longer, so I found the broken house in the dark.

Here, there is no nightlife and no light pollution. At this moment, only the bright moon in the sky is the only light source. And the brightness of the moonlight is beyond my "modern" imagination.

The mountains and plains are illuminated by this silver light, and the brilliance falls on the ground really... like frost.

In my heart, I felt that Li Bai did not bully me, but I followed the sound of the stream and touched the edge of the stream.

The stream water is sweet, I drank a few sips, very thirst-quenching but not very hungry. I looked left and right, and heard the chirping of birds in the mountains, which seemed to be the sound of owls. I squeezed my arm, thinking that it is probably impossible to hunt game with my own ability.

Why don't you go and ask someone for something to eat...

I looked up and saw in a quiet mountain village, only a small house built on the hillside alone was lit by candlelight at this time.

Feeling my stomach, I climbed up the hill, and I saw that there was a courtyard gate in front of this little house, but the latch was not fastened.

I was so hungry that I couldn't care about etiquette. I probed in first, and then knocked on the door of the courtyard twice: "I'm very sorry, excuse me... Excuse me..."

Then, my eyes widened.

In the courtyard, there was someone standing still, with long golden hair reflecting the silver brilliance of the moonlight, like an ethereal fairy in the legend, but unlike the fairy who always sounded lonely and lonely, at this time he was holding A man, there are two deep tooth marks on the man's neck, and blood keeps coming out of the wound.

The blond man threw the dying man on the ground like throwing garbage.

The man who was thrown on the ground was still panting, like those chickens whose throats had been slit in the market, twitching from time to time on the ground.