"I have a ding, but I can control the world!"

"I have a tripod, which can grow grains!"

"I have a ding, I can raise a hundred grasses!"

"I have a ding, which can refine ten thousand medicines!"

“......”

In the comatose sleep, suddenly bursts of demonic sounds echoed in Song Shan's mind, he could hear it, but he couldn't feel it coming from anywhere, the sound seemed to be everywhere, like Hong Zhong Dalu, deafening.

Then, another light appeared.

Just like the light he suddenly saw after he fell, when he woke up, it was extremely intense, as if the beam of light could penetrate the entire universe, making him unable to look directly.

Irritated eyes......

"Ahh

He subconsciously cried out, and then woke up from his dream.

Ondol.

Clay kiln.

This is his home, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his body, at this time he could already feel as if his whole body was already soaked, drop by drop of sweat, not only his clothes, but also the bedding was wet.

"Shanzi, what's wrong with you?" Chen Ruhui heard the shout, pushed the door in from the outside, and saw Song Shan sweating profusely, and asked nervously: "Are you not feeling well?"

"Mom!"

Song Shan opened the futon and asked, "What time is it?"

"One o'clock at noon!"

"How long have I been asleep?" Song Shan frowned.

"Since I came back yesterday, I have been sleeping, and I have slept until now!" Chen Ruhui scolded and said: "You said that you, knowing that you are seasick, why do you still want to take a boat, you can't take care of your body, last night your father also invited Feng Cripple to show you, Feng Cripple said, you are a serious seasickness, you vomit and prostration, a little more serious, but it is fatal?"

Feng Cripple is a barefoot doctor in the village, an unlicensed doctor, but his skills are good, not to mention the people in the village, even if there are people from other villages, there are people who come to see a doctor and ask him to see a doctor.

"Mom, how do I know I'm seasick!"

Song Shan smiled bitterly.

In his previous life, when he went on a ship trip, he would not have any discomfort in tossing and turning at sea for a few days and nights.

But I didn't expect that for the first time in my life, I took a boat on the inland river for two hours, and I could vomit until I collapsed, and he was a talent.

"Hungry, aren't you?"

"Sort of!" He hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and Song Shan felt that if there was a cow here, he should be able to gnaw it down.

"Go take a shower, I'll cook for you!"

Chen Ruhui threw a few pieces of clothing to Song Shan and walked out.

Song Shan took a bath, then sat on the warm kang, drying his hair with a towel, while thinking about the scene before he woke up just now, that light, déjà vu, but it was so strange that he didn't know how to accept it.

And he found that the pattern of his palm became more and more real, it was just a light-colored pattern before, and if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't see it at all, but now, the stone tripod on the pattern was already lifelike.

Even though the pattern is not large, it is only the size of a thumb.

But as long as you pay a little attention, you can feel that his palms are a little abnormally different, and his demons will be evil, and he will find a way to cover up this pattern, and rebirth is already a secret that cannot be said, and he can't make himself look different from others.

"What the hell is this!"

Song Shan muttered to himself.

As soon as his words fell, his palms suddenly became hot, and his entire palm trembled, no, not his palm, he could clearly feel that it was the palm of his hand that was trembling.

Burst!

Then he saw with his naked eyes that the statue moved, it really moved, it jumped out of his palm, out of his palm, and fell on the kang.

"Separated?"

Song Shan looked surprised.

The stone tripod that he picked up before didn't know how to merge with the pattern of his palm.

He always thought that fusion was fusion.

Can ...... now

The palm of his hand spit out this stone tripod, and he couldn't believe it.

Could it be that his palm is still a room, you can enter when you open the door, sleep when you close the door, and come out when you open the door?

It's incredible!

When this stone tripod came out of the palm of the hand, the palm of the hand has been restored to the previous faintly invisible star map, or a tripod pattern, but the pattern is colorless, and it is a little bit of the starry sky pattern to form a picture, as long as you don't use a magnifying glass to see, you will not notice.

"What the hell are you?"

Song Shan picked up the stone tripod that fell on the kang bed, looked at Shi Ding with a complicated gaze, and sighed, now he was completely confused, he could feel that his treacherous experience was inseparable from the pattern of the palm, and he could also feel that this stone tripod had an unusual relationship with the pattern of the palm.

However......

It's just a feeling.

What the hell is this?

Why would I be so lucky?

Everything is a mystery.

He hated the feeling.

It's really sad that I can't control my own body.

"You can't be conscious, will you?"

Song Shan suddenly had a whim.

This thing can't be intelligent.

So he put Shi Ding on the kang table, and then sat cross-legged, facing Shi Ding, looking at it with his eyes, and talking to Shi Ding seriously.

"What's your name?"

“......”

The thumb-sized stone tripod didn't respond.

"Where the hell are you from?"

Still no response.

"The two of us are fateful, I see that your body is black, or call you Xiaohei!"

"Buzz !!"

This time there was a reaction, and Shi Ding actually trembled.

"I'll go!"

Song Shan originally just tried it, but he didn't expect to really try to react.

"Move again!"

No response.

"From now on, it's called Xiao Hei!"

Song Shan said threateningly.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!" moved again this time, and it turned into a violent shaking, and even the kang table could shake a little.

Burst!

Suddenly, something spit out from the position of Dingkou, and then smashed it on Song Shan's face, followed his face, and fell on the futon.

"I'll go, this thing can still spit out?"

Song Shan was surprised.

He picked it up.

It is a bead, crystal clear, like a glass bead laughing, and the water is full of water, as if a water bead has been formed after water hydraulics.

"What is this?"

He stared at the water beads, what suddenly spit out from Ding's mouth, what the hell it was, he didn't know at all, what was the use, he didn't know.

"Could it be that you're still a jingle cat?"

Song Shan looked at the water beads, and he had a feeling that this thing had a force and was a treasure.

Can anyone give me a manual?

He looked at his palm speechlessly, looking at the water beads spit out by the stone ding in his palm, and he really didn't know what to do.

"Shanzi, the meal is ready!" Chen Ruhui outside had already begun to scream.

"It's coming!"

Song Shan didn't think too much, he put Shi Ding and the water bead directly in his pocket, then took a down jacket, put it on, pushed the door and walked out, and came to the hall, where there were already a few dishes on the kang table, as well as fragrant rice.

Song Shan, who was hungry and half dead, gobbled it up, and he cleaned up all the dishes on this table by himself.

"Eat slowly!"

Chen Ruhui was beside her and said softly: "I'll choke again!"

"It's fine!"

Song Shan gulped down, didn't eat and didn't know that he was hungry, he knew that he was hungry when he ate it, he vomited everything yesterday, there was nothing in his stomach, and he slept for another day, which was equivalent to being hungry for a day, so he naturally ate in a big gulp.

By the time he finished eating, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Shan remembered at this time, he also gave instructions yesterday, and he didn't know if those tractors were ready to start plowing the land, he didn't have a lot of time now, and he had to race against time.

He went directly to the village committee.