Time folds for thousands of years, and the nebula explodes through the universe.

Where did humanity come from and where will it go?

In the Magellanic Galaxy, 163,000 light-years away from Earth, a supermassive star is on the verge of death, exploding to produce a supernova, spreading gas, and starry light! 160,000 years later, on February 23, 1987, a wave of trillions of neutrinos passed through the Earth first, followed by visible light and X-rays.

In that era of warlord warfare, an extraterrestrial lightning ball pierced the earth's atmosphere, dragged a long flame like a meteor, and smashed down on an unnamed small village in eastern Henan. Oh, to be exact, only 2 families with the surname Pan live on the mound. The northeast corner of the small village suddenly burst into flames, and a fire pit with a diameter of 100 meters appeared here.

At this time, a group of stragglers and military trucks that were retreating here retreated in panic in the rout, and they had no time to pay attention to what was happening here! The only Pan refugees who migrated from the West are documenting what happened......

Later, the village gradually became larger, the population increased, and the surname Guo moved in, according to the decision of the village brigade to rename it "Panlong Village". The reason for this name is that a long time ago, the village chief led the whole village to dig the "pit" (pond) on the east side of the village for fish farming.

The sky was overcast that day, and it was about to rain heavily. "Come and see! There was a pool of blood on the ground..... "Lao Huai, a strong man in the east of the village, threw down his shovel and trembled in horror. "Something, crooked, one stone lump after another, how does it look like a sand and stone dragon...... everyone came over in fear and whispered. At this time, there was an old man with a white beard, who was kind and kind-eyed, and everyone called him Pan Lao, and ordered: "Quickly pick it up and bury it!" O iniquity! Disrespectful, ......", Pan Lao sighed, his hands shaking constantly. It was about to rain, and suddenly lightning and thunder roared, and it began to rain heavily. The village chief led everyone to quickly take shelter from the rain and evacuate the scene.

After the morning, the villagers came to the pit on the east side of the village in an endless stream with shovels and poles. The pit was originally circular, but now it has been dug into a rectangular shape, facing north and south. Someone suddenly found that the monster in the mound was gone, and someone in the pile whispered, "That must be an earth dragon, it rained last night and flew up to the sky." As a result, rumors and awe spread to the village and neighboring villages, and the doubts that enveloped everyone's hearts were like clouds brewing and steaming in the sky.

For thousands of years, the people who lived in this land always thought that they were the descendants of the dragon. However, the dragon that has always been worshipped has never been really seen, and only exists in a superstitious culture.

In the barbaric primitive society, the Chinese people at that time had long carved the image of the dragon body on the stone pillar, and in case of natural disasters, they would bow down to the totem and pray. The dragon symbolizes auspiciousness, wisdom and strength, and has penetrated deep into people's hearts, but also symbolizes the strength of their spirit!

Pan Lao lives on the southwest edge of the pit, looking at it from a distance, a few big willow trees with thick stones exude a thick atmosphere, hazy and very fairy! Under the canopy of a mushroom-shaped tree, the black roof tiles are covered with green moss. The two rotten broken doors in the courtyard were opened with a creak, and Pan Lao frowned, walked slowly into the courtyard, and thought worriedly about the mottled wall pier. At this time, the old Huai outside the courtyard anxiously called Pan Lao.

"Uncle Pan, are you at home?"

"Is there something wrong, come in and say!"

Lao Huai revealed his dark and honest face and said: "Last night, Lao Li from the other village told me that he had dug up the earth dragon, which had destroyed the feng shui of our two villages to a certain extent!" to influence the good fortune of future generations". This Lao Li is a feng shui master in Li Xiaozhai Village, and he usually shows incense to people outside the village to see luck, and everyone evaluates him as a god.

"Otherwise, let's follow the old rules, all the people of the two villages who participated in digging the pit (pond) will pool money to worship the Dragon King!" Pan Lao stretched his brows, and finally said his thoughts, "In addition, you go and call the village chief Guo in the brigade over, and discuss ...... something." Pan Lao, in Panlong Village is the highest generation, when the village was not formed, Pan Lao lived in the southwest of the pit, the whole village is less than ten households, brick and tile houses from south to north in turn, located on the west bank of the pit.

After two days, everyone took out 10 yuan, 5 yuan or even a few cents. However, the most counted is the 2 yuan printed with green patterns, on which there are two women's heads, smiling, wearing national costumes; The back of the money is printed with the rough sea! As one thinks, one day this people will conquer the sea and go to the open ocean and deep space.

The money was enough, and then the villagers divided the work to prepare the sacrificial items.

In the middle of the afternoon, a young couple was sweating profusely, pulling the cart one after the other; On it were pigs whose heads had been plucked, and white pigs weighing 200 catties, cut in half. The couple is Pan Lao's grandson Panyu and granddaughter-in-law Liu Chunlan, who seem to have just gotten married and are only about 20 years old. They live next door to Panlao, and the two families are next to each other. Usually honest, gentle, hard-working and capable, just contracted more than ten acres of land are handled in an orderly manner; At a glance, the tasseled wheat seedlings are neatly rippling in the wind. Perhaps, this is the Xinfu pursued by modern people!

The sacrifice began, and Master Li Feng Shui and the respected Pan Lao presided over this sacred prayer ceremony together. At the north end of the west bank of the pit, that is, in the northwest corner, a plate of firecrackers the size of a pot lid was dismantled, hung on the tall poplar branches, and descended like a dragon around the trunk of the tree, spreading to the ground; Next to it is a mahogany square table with chickens and ducks, pig's heads, steamed buns and some flowers and fruits. On the ground was a bronze incense burner, on which were inserted three huge incense sticks, burning in the mist; Two red candles were also lit next to it. The villagers face east and look at the incense burner burning by the pit......

"The dragon king soars, and the people want it; Burn the table and burn incense, and wish to return to the god's throne; The ritual of not being shy, but still feasting". After Pan Lao's greetings, everyone began to kneel and pray, and bursts of firecrackers suddenly exploded one after another......

After many years, people migrated to the cities in large numbers, and in a small, fast-paced world, this memory can only gradually become a yellowed photograph, which is a pity that a culture has lost its original mystical rituals!

Time flies, and the world rises and falls.

In those days, my fathers mixed clay with wheat straw and put it into a square wooden brick mold, arranged it in several rows on the ground, and then exposed to the sun to make bricks. A new earthen tile house can be built in a few days, but when there is a thunderstorm, it will make people tremble! The young couple who lived on the edge of the pit began to think and plan to build a new brick house that would last at least a lifetime.

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On a bright morning, a young man wearing the green coat of the 65-style army stood on the wasteland of his house that had just been allocated, with a pleased smile on his face, looking at the small hill that broke through the ground, and a stream of gray-white smoke from burning coal filled the air, as if beating up a thrilling and heart-wrenching music of life. In the large wasteland next to it, a more conspicuous crawler tractor is parked. This is the only tractor used by the production team to plow the fields that the villagers are about to plant. This young man is Pan Yu, the only technician in the team who can drive a tractor, usually active and enterprising, and under the recommendation of the team, he was granted a one-year reprieve.

Half a moon later, the red bricks of the kiln were burned. There were a few people parked on the brick kiln, dismantling the kiln and unloading bricks, and one of the young couples was Panyu and Liu Chunlan. On the path next to the kiln, there are several donkey carts parked, and people are busy loading red bricks on the carts, and even some people do not rely on donkeys to pull bricks, but rely on people to walk the road one after the other. These are all villagers hired by Panyu and his wife to come and help build a house! In my vague memory, at that time, the labor cost of a day's work was only about ten yuan, not counting the cost of red bricks, and the built house cost almost four or five thousand yuan.

On the southwest bank of the pit, poplar willows are lush; A gust of summer wind blew, and the brand-new chimney next to it seemed to be proudly blowing the fairy "scattered flower" smoke that he had just bought, and the smoke was rising. A courtyard, the north hall house with red walls and blue tiles, is divided into three rooms, and the east is also red walls and blue tiles, divided into two rooms, one is the kitchen and the other is the guest room. In the middle of the courtyard stood a little girl of four or five years old, with pigtails, happily sprinkling ears of wheat that had just been pulled from the field; A yellow hen next to her is clucking and foraging, and a group of cute chicks, fanning their little yellow wings, seem to be dancing, happily twisting Yangge. As soon as the family saw the food in the little girl's hand, they flew over! It's so cute.

"Mom, when will the corn steamed buns be steamed?"

The girl ran to the kitchen, clutched her stomach and looked at her sweaty mother.

"You're in a hurry! Just cover (steam) it for a while, and wait for your dad to come back for dinner. The young mother combed her bangs and added firewood to the stove.

After a while, at noon, Panyu returned to the courtyard from outside with a hoe and a straw hat. The little girl called out to her father, and immediately ran to the kitchen, begging her mother to quickly open the lid of the pot and give her steamed buns to eat first. The young mother saw her husband coming back from hoeing in the field, and looked at the sun again, and it was not too early to have lunch. I packed up the corn buns and took out the two dishes that had just been made.

That summer, the family gathered in the yard, around a table of steamed buns and two plates of green vegetables, and enjoyed themselves......

Turning time and space to the other side, subtle changes have also taken place in the brilliant cosmic starry sky.

The 160,000 light-years away Spider Nebula in the Magellanic Galaxy, a blue supergiant star is heading for the end of life, a supernova erupts, and waves of neutrinos arrive in the earth's civilized world after tens of thousands of years, an event that has been labeled as a SN1987A by humans.

In the early spring of the following year, on the morning of the second day of the second lunar month in 1987, the young mother added a boy* baby. The father wept with joy, hugged the infant child, and looked at him carefully. Then he looked at his wife and said, "Just call him Pan Tianyi, the true meaning of the philosophy of the unity of heaven and man!" ”。 The mother nodded happily, satisfied with the name, and muttered with love in her mouth: "Tianyi, Tianyi ......."

Happiness on earth seems to be short-lived.

After a summer rain, the young mother holds her daughter in her left hand and a babbling baby in her right hand, with tears in her eyes, as she watches her husband leave. Above the distant horizon, a rainbow appeared at the end of the road. A train of military trucks carried the last batch of dozens of young engineering recruits to the front line of Laoshan in the southwest; The wet dirt road, the wheat-yellow straw piles, were crushed by the wheels to create ravines......