A jiazi in the mountains, a thousand years on the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This sentence is undoubtedly an exaggeration, after all, the Cave Heaven and Earth are not strong enough to change the flow of time.

But this sentence is the truest feeling in Yufeng's heart at this time.

Yufeng is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, originally a native of Pixian County around Rongcheng, and was selected by the head of Qingcheng when he was five years old because of his strange bones and excellent qualifications, and brought him into the blessed land of Qingcheng to start cultivating.

He still remembers that when he left home, the area around his hometown was full of farmland. The small courtyard of the farmhouse is dotted with walks on the plain, with high chimneys, and when it comes to meals, the smoke curls up.

In the whole Pixian County, a yellow mud road passed by at that time, and the people riding the 28 bars walked proudly.

At this time, Yufeng, who came out of the blessed land, felt that the world was so strange.

There are a lot of fine particles in the air, and there is a strange smell. And I can't find the way when I first went up the mountain.

After his sword flew into the air, he saw that the entire Rongcheng Plain was cut into countless small pieces by countless black roads.

There were so many roads that he couldn't believe they could reach the door of almost every house. However, the number of farmhouse courtyards has decreased a lot, and the appearance has changed.

Yufeng still remembers that his house was a large house of three stone rows at that time, with a one-meter-high and one-meter-wide window in front of and behind the house. To the left of the house, with a towering chimney on a sloping roof, is the kitchen; To the right of the house, under the sloping roof is a pigsty for pigs and chickens.

At this time, the courtyards he saw were all two- or three-story buildings, without tiles, and the roofs had become flat. There are no kitchens, no pigsties, and no chimneys.

And the most is not the road, there are a lot of strange-shaped cars. Before entering the mountain, Yufeng had only heard of this legendary thing, but he had never seen it, but he didn't want to, and tens of thousands of cars appeared on the Rongcheng Plain now.

At the moment, they were stuck in the dark road, unable to move.

……

This world that has changed too much has given Yufeng too many shocks. He decided to go down from the flying sword to complete the human experience that his master had mentioned.

When Yu Feng randomly found a place to land at the foot of the continuous Qingcheng Mountain, and after putting away his flying sword, he used his spiritual power to scan the surroundings, and then walked straight towards the person closest to him.

When Yufeng walked up to the man, he asked with a smile, "Hello, how do I go to Xipu Town, Pixian County?" ”

It was a very thin middle-aged woman, and she was very enthusiastic to show Yufeng the way: "You follow this road, keep walking for about seven or eight hundred meters, there is a bus, you wait for 711 over there, arrive at Dujiang high-speed rail station, and then take the high-speed rail over!" ”

Yufeng wanted to ask, what is the bus, how to sit and so on. However, it was natural to look at the woman's face. He immediately understood that this should be a well-known thing, and it was not good to ask again.

So, he smiled and thanked the woman, and walked down the road.

By that time he had already been waiting there. Yufeng stood behind the men, carefully observing them.

I found that most of them were holding a square thing in their hands, like a particularly thin brick, and the glow of light came out of the thin brick, and Yufeng quietly glanced at the glowing side, and found that there were many strange Chinese characters on it. One of them was reading a novel called "Leisurely Chat Group" with relish.

However, it is no wonder that he feels strange, he is in the blessed land, he learns traditional Chinese characters, reads Taoist classics, typesets vertically, and has no punctuation. And at this moment, he saw that the characters on other people's phones were simplified Chinese, horizontal typography, and strange punctuation.

After a while, No. 711 walked slowly to the platform, and Yufeng followed everyone to get on the train. He saw that everyone else took out money from their pockets and put it into the small cabinet at the door, remembered the money prepared for him by the steward of Qingcheng Blessed Land, and took it out of his bag, all of which were hundred-yuan bills. He also learned the movements of the others and threw one in.

The middle-aged driver in the driver's seat looked at him from head to toe with a strange look, and after saying "automatic ticket sales do not give change", he continued to drive forward.

Half an hour later, Taoist priest Yufeng followed everyone to the high-speed rail station in Dujiang, and when buying tickets, the conductor said, "Please show your ID card!" ”

"What is an ID card?" In the spirit of shameless questioning, he asked.

The conductor looked at him with the same strange eyes, and after a moment said, "Get out of the way without ID, next!" ”

When he stepped aside and saw someone else pull out something like a piece of cardboard, he successfully bought the ticket. He just remembered that he also had such a piece of paper in his bag! However, the team had moved on, and he stood at the end of the line once more, and began to be the heir of the dragon.

In this way, it took more than two hours for the little Taoist priest Yufeng to stumble all the way and finally completed the 40-kilometer road and returned to his hometown of Pixian.

When he got off the bus, Yufeng couldn't find his original home at all. Fortunately, he was a monk, and he directly used his divine sense to find those two relatives with familiar breaths.

He was like an arrow, and he was already impatient to take a bus or something, so he directly sacrificed his flying sword.

In a few breaths, he reached the door of the house where his parents were. Looking at the three-story building in front of him, Yufeng suddenly understood the meaning of a word, and he was timid.

Twenty-five years without seeing him, will they still recognize him? Will they still recognize themselves as a son?

Just as Yufeng was wandering at the door of the three-story building, a young man passed by him and asked him curiously, "Dude, are you in trouble with my house?" ”

"My family?" This man must have been my brother, who was not yet born when he left home.

Yu Feng stared at the young man in front of him and lost his mind again.

The young man touched his face and wondered if he had just eaten when the grains of rice were on his face. I rubbed it carefully, but I didn't find it.

At this time, an old woman came out, looked at the young man and shouted, "Ergou, is there a guest at home?" Why are you so ignorant and don't invite guests into the house to sit? ”

Yufeng suddenly turned his head and looked at the old woman in her fifties with wide eyes.

When she saw Yufeng's face clearly, the old woman's eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible, she couldn't help but wipe her eyes with her hands, and then looked at Yufeng, the two stared at each other for a long time, and the old woman suddenly cried out, crying, while rushing towards Yufeng, while shouting: "My big dog, you finally know that you are going home!" ”