February 28, 2017. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the last day of February. Xingdeshan, a suburb of a local city in a province in southern China.

It is said that it is Xingde Mountain, but it is actually a small mountainous area. The altitude is not very high, about 1,200 meters. A newly developed outing route for people from the city to climb the mountains.

There are not many people and the weather is nice. They are all here to climb the mountain.

Xingde Mountain is very steep, it is a little dangerous to climb up, and some supporting facilities and safety facilities have not been perfected, the scenery on the top of the mountain is good, there is a huge stone that generally flies directly out of the cliff, hanging in the air, and next to this hanging stone is a Taoist temple. There are some incense, but there are not many people, and there are not many Taoist priests, just a gatekeeper and a large sprinkler sweeper.

"Fellow Daoist, please. A young man looked at the Taoist priest who was sprinkling and sweeping in the Taoist temple.

The Taoist priest who sprinkled the sweep was a little old, and he didn't know the specific age, but he had a long beard and white beard, and he was in good spirits, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones. He glanced at the young man, nodded and said, "Xiaoyou is also a cultivator?"

The young man was dressed in casual clothes, hiking boots and carrying a backpack. Although it was a little thin, I didn't feel the cold feeling of cowering. It also looks quite energetic, burly, at least compared to the old Taoist, it is considered a tall one. But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a Taoist priest.

"I have been cultivating in the lower Tao for many years, and since I was one year old, I was adopted by my teacher, taught Taoist classics since I was a child, and practiced in the mountains with my master. It's been more than 20 years now. When the teacher died of illness, he specially instructed me to come back again, saying that he wanted to retrieve the things of the year. I don't know what it is, the tutor asked me to come, and I have my own reason as a tutor. ”

"Your master is—"

"The family teacher's name is Yunyangzi, the ancestor of Chunyang. The practice is Huashan Pure Yang. The young man Jia Huan said, "Before the family teacher died, he gave me a token. As he spoke, he took out a piece of jasper from his hand, which was carved in the shape of a dragon. The jade is not big, only the size of half a child's palm. But the texture is very good.

But this piece of jadeite is only half of it.

The sprinkler took the jade pendant, rubbed it in his hand, and then laughed: "The old man came later, and he can finally reunite this completed jade carving." ”

The young man Jia Huan looked at him with some doubts. The sprinkler explained: "This half of the jade is a token, and if it is combined with the other half, it will be a pure yang saint." This saint, when he becomes the new Pure Yang Ancestor, will achieve no less than the Dao Ancestor. ”

"This jade pendant ......," Jia Huan pointed to the jade pendant.

The Sprinkler continued: "This jade pendant was originally brought by a Western missionary. Originally salvaged from the bottom of the sea in Ventley, California, USA, it is known as the king of jade, but it ...... Even if it is heavy in Shangton, the core is only this piece of jade. ”

"Jade fished from the bottom of the sea in the United States?" this shocked the young man Jia Huan.

"Yes, but the missionary got the best piece of the whole piece of jade, and let a Chinese sculptor, who carved it into what it is today, and brought it to China. "The missionary came to China, and by some chance, he became friends with your master. ”

The young man Jia Huan listened quietly, without asking the doubts in his heart.

"But because of an accident, this jade pendant was broken and became two pieces, one was placed next to the missionary, and the other was placed at your master's place, and it was because of that accident that the two separated. The missionaries went to the south, continued their missions, and became acquainted with tutors. And paid for the family teacher to build this Taoist temple here. ”

"Oh!" Jia Huan nodded and looked around, there are indeed some traces of history, this Taoist temple is some years old.

"What about the missionaries, and what is the end result?"

"The missionary is sick and dying here. It was buried behind the mountain. However, he gave the half of the jade pendant to my master, and after my master's death, he handed it over to me, only to explain that if someone came to find the other half, then let this piece of jade be reunited and restore its original brilliance. The Taoist said, turned around, and walked towards the inside of the Taoist temple, passing through the Taoist temple, and there was a stone house behind it. Three in and three out, there is no problem to live a few people.

"The original brilliance?" Jia Huan looked at it, smiled again, and followed the Taoist to the back of the Taoist temple. After passing through the Taoist temple, he arrived at the stone house, and did not go in, and the cleaner asked him to wait at the door. After a while, he came out, holding half a jade carving in his hand. Together with Jia Huan's half, it was handed to Jia Huan.

Took over the two halves of the jade carving. Jia Huan slowly put the two halves of the jade carving together with both hands. But before he could close it, the sprinkler suddenly said, "Wait." ”

"What?" Jia Huan paused for a moment and looked at the sprinkler Daoist.

"The road goes west, and the dragon begins to see. Cleanse the mysteries, the door of all wonders. ”

"What?" Jia Huan looked at the sprinkler in surprise again. These specious sentences in the Tao Te Ching made Jia Huan confused for a while, and at this moment, the two broken jade carvings in his hand suddenly produced a suction, and when Jia Huan didn't have time to think about anything, they suddenly came together.

Suddenly, a burst of brilliance shot out from between the two jade pendants in his hand, as if it was full of sunshine, instantly flooding his eyes, and then the whole person rose in the glow.

Splitting headaches, that was his first feeling, and then some inexplicable runes scurrying around in his head. Not only what the master taught me, but also a lot of unheard of things in my head. Finally, I heard a bang. The whole person fell into darkness, as if waiting to hatch in the dark.

"Hey,-" It's as if someone is talking something in their ear, as if they're talking to themselves. The sound was vague but real, as if it were sinking underwater.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the faces of two strange people, and they were the kind of strangers with blonde hair and blue eyes. But their faces were a little dirty. It looks like a tired face after a strong labor.

But when he saw Jia Huan open his eyes, he couldn't help but cry out in surprise, and then there was a string of words that Jia Huan didn't understand. Yes, I don't understand, although Jia Huan can hear one or two words and be sure that they are speaking English, but for Jia Huan, who only grew up in the mountains and has not gone to much school, it is really difficult to understand English.

A large group of people gathered around, but they didn't seem to have malicious intentions, some were indifferent, but more enthusiastic and happy looks, they were very happy that Jia Huan woke up.

It is a quarry with a dense forest next to it.

"What kind of place is this?" Jia Huan found himself lying on the grass, trying to stand up, but was helped up, and then stammered, "Where am I?"

There were some blank eyes all around, yes, no one could understand Jia Huan's words. They just looked at him curiously, and a middle-aged woman with a turban who was a little fat came over, touched Jia Huan's head, and then took out a piece of bread from the basket she was carrying.

It's hard, and it's a bit of a black bread.

Jia Huan took it a little smugly and took a bite. Reaching out and touching it, the jade carving was gone, but as soon as I thought of the jade carving, the appearance of the jade carving suddenly appeared in my mind, perfect. It was like floating in the middle of his mind, shining like a shining sun, making his mind empty.

"The westward journey of the Great Dao, is it to this Western world?" Jia Huan suddenly remembered the words of the sprinkler and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Just why would it be yourself?

He never knew where he came from, but he didn't ask why Master would only adopt him. The Master didn't say it, and he didn't say it until he died. What exactly is the purpose of the jade carving? What does it have to do with that missionary? What is this place...... Too many questions.

Three months later.

Dingdingding......

The sound of hammers hitting stones, as well as the constant sound of explosions, came from the quarry. Then someone shouted, "It's exploded," and a loud bang was heard, and the stones flew up. Everyone took refuge, and those who were close to each other were the first to crawl out from under the big boulders on the other side and shake off the dust off their bodies.

"Shit-I almost got hit!" a middle-aged man spat a few mouthfuls on the ground, his face already covered with ash. Then he looked at the dark-haired young man who walked over and said with a smile, "You should stand a little farther away, Huan, don't come here, it's lunchtime." ”

"Yes, Mr. Lester. The young man is Jia Huan, and in three months, he can barely talk to these people. Although it is not very smooth. At least he can communicate with the other party.

This is Alberta, Canada, in 1867.

"Relax, lad, don't always be like this, Samantha—my darling, my darling, you're finally here, I almost went to see God just now. The middle-aged man suddenly let go of Jia Huan as he spoke, and walked towards the front with open arms.

A chubby middle-aged woman walked over with a basket on her shoulder. He smiled at the middle-aged man with his arms outstretched, raised the basket, and gestured to Jia Huan and said, "Come here, Huan, let's go together-don't let him finish the soup alone." And your favorite toast, with butter. ”

Jia Huan walked over with a smile. He has been living in the middle-aged couple's home since he woke up. They don't have children, but they treat Jia Huan very well, just like their own children. Jia Huan is the only Chinese here, but they don't care about any yellow and white people, they are all like Jia Huan is a local.

When Jia Huan picked up the bread and was about to eat it, he suddenly heard a shout: "Hey, someone stole our explosives-"

Suddenly, it was like a pot exploded on the quarry. Many people looked over there, and they saw a figure quickly climbing up the hill. Behind was the chasing crowd.

The importance of explosives to this quarry is self-evident, and the quantity is very small, it seems to be very precious, it is simply the lifeblood of everyone. Especially this high-performance explosive.

"Damn thief, I'll ......" The middle-aged man suddenly threw down the bread in his hand and chased towards the mountain. Jia Huan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately followed.

"Hey, Matt, don't be pushy......" Samantha, a middle-aged woman, shouted at the middle-aged man, "Damn, you should finish the soup I made......"

The thief climbed fast, but Matt climbed faster, and soon he approached the thief. He was the first to approach the thief. The thief was a skinny child, sixteen or seventeen years old, and looked very immature, with a frightened look on his face, but he lifted the bag of explosives he had thrown at his pursuers.

"Don't come, I'll light them, I swear......" The boy's voice trembled, and he took out a match, and suddenly struck one, and held it in front of the explosive, almost reaching the fuse of the explosive.

"Oh my God!" Matt shouted at the boy, "don't do that, I know you, you're from that nearby town, I know you, listen, you give us back the explosives, I'll let you go, okay?"

"No, I need these ......" The boy shook his head and turned sharply, ready to continue climbing, but suddenly his feet slipped, and the fuse of the explosives in the bag was actually lit by a match that had not yet been lit.

The sudden change made the boy stunned. With a shake of his hand, the bag of explosives fell to the ground. Matt yelled, "Get down", and rushed up, suddenly pushing the boy who was still standing there, and the boy fell to the ground. . Matt tried to lie down again when he heard a loud bang.

"God-" The first feeling of the people gathered from all sides on the ground was that Matt was finished.

"Matt—" From the foot of the hill, a terrible cry was heard. It was Samantha's voice, and her heart was shattered by the explosion.

A pair of hands, holding Matt's body, passed down the mountain. Everyone in the quarry stood there, waiting to pass Matt's body back down the mountain. No one noticed the boy, he had slipped away quietly. But now no one cares where he goes, there are people here who know him anyway.

"Matt--damn it, why, why is this happening?" Samantha covered her mouth with tears streaming up. She couldn't stop his grief. An urgent voice, after a while of diagnosis, shook his head at Samantha and sighed slightly: "I'm sorry, madam, may God be with him." ”

"Wait......" As the crowd was about to carry Matt's body to the cart pulling the stones, a voice suddenly came. Everyone looked over and saw that the person who spoke was Jia Huan. He looked at Samantha and said, "If you believe me, bring Matt back and I'll heal him." ”

"Crazy—this is a madman!" the doctor couldn't help frowning and glancing at Jia Huan, "I'm firmly against this, it's blasphemy against the dead." ”

Jia Huan ignored him, but stared at Samantha with dead eyes and said, "I've never done anything to you, please let me give it a try......"

Samantha was a little stunned, Matt had obviously been pronounced dead, but Jia Huan looked serious and serious, and it didn't look like he was lying. She pursed her lips, then nodded. He turned his head to the man who was driving the car and said, "Take Matt home." Don't ask me why, I believe Huan-"

A sharp knife, and Matt's body lay on the floor of the living room of the small wooden house. His upper body was already naked. Jia Huan knelt beside him and slowly took the sharp knife in his hand.

"God, what do you want to do?" Although she chose to believe Jia Huan, Samantha was still frightened by his actions.

"Don't ask why, but I know it might save Matt's life. Jia Huan said solemnly, "He needs a heart, heart for heart, so that he can come back to life." Samantha, can you use your heart to exchange Matt's life?" he asked solemnly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Samantha felt inconceivable, but nodded subconsciously, "Of course, why can't this be?"

"That's the best!" Jia Huan nodded at her, suddenly picked up the sharp knife in his hand, and stabbed Samantha in the chest without warning. Samantha's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it, looking at Jia Huan. Yes, she never thought that Jia Huan would do this, but the sharp knife had already been inserted into her chest, she just felt that her whole body was trembling, and her eyes suddenly went black, and her body fell softly.

Three days later.

The sun shone on the two people sitting in front of the wooden house. They sat side by side, watching the sunset in the distance. Samantha rested her head gently on Matt's shoulder, her breathing thin and steady.

"I thought I was dead, and I thought you were dead. Samantha said to Matt with some emotion, "I still don't know what kind of person Huan is, it's just a pity...... He left anyway. ”

Matt also sighed: "Yes, he had to leave. If such a thing is known, it is simply ...... It is impossible to imagine, God, that everything is like a dream. But...... He's a good man, isn't he? God will bless good people. ”

"Of course, of course he is. It doesn't matter who he is, a quarry worker, or a wizard...... Or our family, he will be a good person, God bless him!" Ma Ting nodded and looked into the distance, which was the direction Jia Huan left.

Jia Huan left, yes, he felt that he was no longer suitable to live in this place. Matt's death was the first time he used those inexplicable Dao techniques in his head, and although it was a little rusty, it still succeeded. This world seems to be a little different from the original world.

Yes, it's really a little different, although it looks no different from that world on the surface, but the Dao technique he uses is real, and it has an effect.

He didn't know where the road lay ahead, but he had to leave, leave the place he was already familiar with, and go to a place where he could feel comfortable staying.

It's just that he didn't expect that this trip would be a long, long time. From Canada to the United States. This walk is more than 100 years.

Yes, for more than a hundred years, time seems to have stopped in him, he still came to this world, he will not age, nor will he die, more than a hundred years, it seems to be a flick of a finger.