The shore of Weishui. The drizzle is light, the water on the river is sparkling, and an old man is fishing. shouted a trumpet, the charm is long-lasting, and the voice with a little trilling suddenly broke through the dark clouds in the sky and rippled on the Weishui for a long time.

Suddenly, the old man's voice stopped, and it was replaced by a hearty laugh: "Haha, it seems that the old man has caught a big fish today!" Hahaha! The old man was not in a hurry, put the oar aside, stretched out his hands full of calluses and fine mouths, hooked a mesh, tested the strength of the net, and then grabbed it with his big hand, and the net slowly emerged from under the water.

For a moment, the smile on the old man's face suddenly froze, and in the net pocket was a person, a person dressed in a strange shape.

"Bad luck, if Li Zheng knew about this, he would still think it was someone who killed him!" The old man made up his mind and was about to throw down the fishing net that was on the bow of the boat again, and then he thought about it again, this person didn't look like he was dressed like a person from the Central Plains, could it be a spy sent from the north?

Anyway, let's catch it up and take a look. When Du Wu woke up, it was already dusk the next day.

The sunset shone in through the worn windows, illuminating the whole room red. Du Wu wanted to sit up, but found that he couldn't even turn over.

Dizzy and groggy with no strength at all. He turned his head and looked at the room.

This is a relatively spacious room, on the flat ground made of mud, there is a pile of messy firewood, and on top of the firewood is a large square table, which is the common folk table of eight immortals, this kind of table Du Wu still saw when he was a child.

There was a dustpan on the table, and I don't know what was buckled underneath. Halfway up the table of the Eight Immortals against the wall, there is an incense burner, which looks like it has not been washed for a long time, and it is so dirty that the color and material cannot be seen.

There is half an unburned incense stick in the incense burner, and behind it is a portrait of a fairy, and it is impossible to tell what kind of god it is.

Du Wu thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know where he was, he only remembered the white light when the plane crashed, it seemed that he was saved, he should have been saved by someone, but the person who saved him was from a relatively poor family.

Du Wu made up his mind, as long as he got better, he would be grateful, even if his credit card was maxed out, he couldn't express his feelings for the rest of his life after the catastrophe at the moment.

I just don't know who this life-saving benefactor is, why is it in this era, and he is still living so poorly.

While he was thinking wildly, the door was pushed open, and an old man with gray hair walked in. Du Wu was about to say hello, but he was stunned for a moment, what kind of costume is this?

Dressed in coarse linen clothes, it seems that he has not been washed for a long time, and he can no longer tell whether it was white or gray.

A pair of cloth shoes, which looked like that kind of shroud style, made Du Wu swallow what he wanted to say at once: It turns out that I am going to hell.

At this time, the old man happened to walk in with a bowl, and when he saw that Du Wu was awake, he didn't look up, he put the bowl on the table, lifted the dustpan, and revealed a black bowl inside, he took chopsticks and put a little black thing in it and put it in his mouth, then took a mouthful of porridge, turned his head, and said: "Little baby, wake up?" Where are you from, are you better? Only then did Du Wu react, it turned out that he had not gone to hell.

He forced himself to get up and said to the old man, "You saved me?" ”

"No, which one else? The old man originally thought that he had caught a big fish, but he didn't expect it to be a cub, dressed in a strange appearance, a small baby, where is he from" Du Wu then understood that he fell into the water and was rescued by the old man, kneeling on the bed at the time, kowtowing respectfully, and then said: "Thank you uncle for saving your life, I will definitely repay you." My name is Du Wu, I am from Shandong, I originally thought that the plane crashed, I could no longer live, but I didn't expect it, ......I didn't expect it," Du Wu said, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Wait a minute," said the old man, coughing,

"What kind of chicken? Are you a chicken? ”

"Airplane, Malaysia Airlines 370." Du Wu suddenly stopped, he thought that the old man might not have walked out of the mountains in his life, maybe he really didn't know the plane, but this didn't matter, as long as he called for help, he could get out of the mountains, until now, Du Wu had always thought that he had met an old man who lived in seclusion in the mountains.

He had regained some strength at the moment, struggled to sit up, looked around, found his backpack, took out his mobile phone from it, and found that it had been soaked in water and could not be turned on, so he asked the old man very embarrassedly: "Uncle, can you lend me your mobile phone, I will call the police, as long as the police find me, I can go out, I will give you a lot of money, thank you for saving your life." This time, the old man was completely dizzy, and the wrinkles on his dirty face had been twisted into an indescribable pattern: "Say, who is it?" Now it was Du Wu's turn to be completely confused, he looked at the old man blankly and asked, "Where is this?" ”

"This is Yi County under the right wind, and the village is called Beidaliu Village, where is Kai from? Oh, yes, I just said that I am from Shandong, that is in the east of Kunshan, we should be under the management of Yuzhou Thorn History Mansion, we are in charge of the Sili Mansion, it is not easy under the imperial city, it is better to be in place, hey, by the way, a thin baby, how to dress like this, make it the same as the Hu people, no, it's not the same, the Hu people don't get haircuts, they ...... "Du Wu has collapsed, he has made one thing clear at the moment, he crossed, this damn MAS370, he wants to go home, his mother will go crazy if he can't find him, She's definitely frantic by now, too.

Thinking of this, he jumped out of bed and grabbed the old man's collar: "I'm not here with you, I want to go back, tell me how to go back!" The old man was taken aback, settled down, tore off Du Wu's hand holding his collar, and said with a straight look: "Little baby, if you want to go back, you have to find the master book to issue you a township registration document, otherwise, you won't even be able to go out of this Beidaliu Village." Alas, poor baby! The old man shook his head, sighed, and went out to give Du Wu porridge.

It's crossed, Lao Tzu, it's a crossover! What the hell is this, I don't want to cross, I want to go home, no, I have to ask the old man again!

Du Wu moved down from the bed and walked out of the room barefoot, only to see the old man busy working in the yard. The yard was not large, and in the corner there was a clay stove, and there was firewood burning in the hearth, and an iron pot was placed on it, and in it was boiling half a pot of black things, which was already boiling and bubbling.

The old man was taking a wooden spoon and filling it in a sea bowl. There was a big yellow dog tied at the gate of the yard, and when he saw Du Wu coming out, he barked non-stop.

The old man was about to speak, and the head of an old man with a white beard appeared on the wall next door, shouting at the top of his voice: "Rhubarb on the dog's day, and then call Lao Tzu to slaughter the stewed soup, Lao Li, you can't take care of the dog of the family, no matter what, hey, the little baby has woken up?" ”