The sun and the moon are like shuttles, and the long river of time is endless. In the blink of an eye on a cosmic scale, the Earth world has spanned more than 2,000 years.

In the city, high-speed rail, subway, airplane, and car have generally become people's means of transportation, and mobile phones, computers, smart wearables and the global Internet information network connected to them have become an indispensable part of people's daily life.

But in those remote mountainous areas, more than 2,000 years have not changed the array of undulating mountains that have long been arranged. However, they have witnessed the countless storms, rains, lightning and thunder, freezing and frost experienced in the mountains, and the joys and sorrows of the mountain people from generation to generation.

At this time, a teenager walks alone in a summer mountain field. He carried a whitewashed yellow travel bag and a bulging bag on his back. Except for a few daily changes of clothes and daily necessities such as toothpaste, toothbrushes, and rice plates, the rest of his luggage was books.

The boy's name is Wang Fan, he is a second-grade student of Jinliu Junior High School in Jinliu Township, Fengxian County, because his family lives in the mountains and is twenty miles away from the school, so he can only live in the school on weekdays, and go home on weekends and holidays. Today is the first day of the summer vacation, and Wang Fan took home all the second-grade textbooks and extracurricular books he had prepared a long time ago.

Because of his family's limited financial means, Wang Fan has no mobile phone and no computer, only these books and a pocket radio will accompany him to spend a long holiday in a lonely mountain village.

Wang Fan walked down a long and narrow stone staircase to the top of a hill with heavy steps. I don't know how many years and how many people have stepped on it, and every stone step under my feet has been polished smooth as a mirror.

The human world on earth is about to enter the twenties of the twenty-first century, but the inequality between rich and poor is still widespread. Even in this economically underdeveloped inland county, there are two different worlds in and out of the mountains. The young, strong or somewhat capable people in the mountains have gone to the city to work or do some small business, and those who remain in the mountains are basically old people and children.

Wang Fan also does not want to live in poverty in the mountains for a lifetime, according to his mother's wishes, he plans to graduate from junior high school and be admitted to a technical secondary school or technical school, and then find a job in the city to support himself and his family.

However, Wang Fan did not tell his mother that he had a more ambitious goal in mind, that he would study university courses on his own in his spare time, and then go to graduate school or even go abroad for a doctorate in the future.

Although he was born in a remote mountain village, Wang Fan firmly believes that this is an era when knowledge is power, so Wang Fan's daily life is full of hope, in school, he is a good student and student cadre every semester, and his conduct and personality are praised by teachers and classmates. When he got home, he did his best to help the family with manual labor.

When Wang Fan climbed to the top of the mountain, he was already covered in sweat, and he sat down to rest for a while as usual. He habitually looked up at the sky, the sun had set behind those higher mountains in the west, and the clouds piled up in the west sky were fiery red, like the flaming mountains depicted in "Journey to the West"; The sky in the southeast is like a large blue grassland, the grassland is scattered with dotted white sheep, and clouds continue to gush out from the top of the mountain in the northwest corner, slowly running towards the southeast mountain back, the clouds are fluctuating and changing images along the way, sometimes like thousands of horses galloping and sometimes like a group of demons dancing.

In the glorious afterglow of the setting sun, the images moving on the canopy are constantly changing between fascinating colors and shapes.

Wang Fan watched and imagined that the canopy above his head was a huge screen, and vivid movies were staged all the time. The connotation of the skyscape has long been divided into two categories by Wang Fan, those intuitive and easy-to-understand images are the phantoms of the world outside the mountain, and those obscure and unrecognizable images are the projections of the outer world in the universe.

Finally, tired of looking, he lowered his head and stood up and continued to walk home. After a while, I walked into a large bamboo forest, the light in the bamboo forest dimmed all of a sudden, a gust of wind rose, the branches and leaves shook and made a "rustling ......" sound, and the birds answered and answered from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Suddenly, there was an animal shaking in the grass on the side of the road in front of him, Wang Fan immediately instinctively threw his travel bag on the ground, and then rushed to the nearest bamboo, clenching the thick bamboo trunk with both hands, and all the thoughts in his head just now disappeared.

The only way to escape when you encounter a wolf in the mountains is to climb a bamboo or tree and shout for help, which will only cause the wolf to pounce on you and bite your neck. In the past, tigers used to be seen in the mountains, but now few people are lucky enough to meet tigers.

The tension in Wang Fan's heart was quickly released, as he found that it was not a beast but a man in the grass. He calmly picked up his bag and continued walking. When I got closer, I saw a strange man sitting on the ground against a bamboo, his eyes closed at first, but his feet were shaking in the grass, indicating that he was still alive. He was carrying in his arms a very inconspicuous gray-white cat, apparently alive as well.

The stranger heard the sound of Ah Niu coming, opened his eyes, he looked at Wang Fan for a moment, and then struggled to stand up, but soon staggered and sat on the ground again.

"It's a patient!" Wang Fan said in his heart, he slowed down and looked at the stranger, thinking that this person might need help.

"Gah!" The gray cat stared at Wang Fan with a pair of round eyes and let out a hoarse shout, Wang Fan was startled, listening to the voice, this person's cat voice has a problem!

"What is your name, young man? Is it a descendant of Wangjiazhai? The stranger looked at Wang Fan and pointed to the bamboo forest and said weakly.

He was stout, with messy hair, a black and red face, and a black beard on his chin. What made Wang Fan feel a little strange was that although the weather was hot, this person was not only wearing long-sleeved shirts and trousers, but also a pair of heavy leather boots on his feet.

Wang Fan looked at it for a moment and soon found that there were blood stains on the stranger's waist, could it be that he was bitten by a poisonous snake? The most terrifying thing in the mountains is not the wolves and the legendary tigers, but the poisonous snakes that lurk in the grass.

Wang Fan stepped forward and replied politely: "My name is Wang Fan, and my family has always lived in Wangjiazhai. ”

A smile appeared on the stranger's face, and his voice was still not high, but his tone became kind: "So you are the descendant of General Wang?" ”

General Wang? Wang Fan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the story told by his grandfather when he was a child, and the ancestor of Wangjiazhai in his grandfather's story was a general of the Cuban state.

Wang Fan's heart moved, could it be that his grandfather's story was true? He replied tentatively: "My grandfather said that the ancestor of our Wangjiazhai was the general of the Cuban State, how do you know?" ”

The stranger replied, "Did your grandfather say why the general lived in seclusion in this mountain?" ”

Wang Fan replied: "Yes! My grandfather said that Ba was originally in the west of the Yangtze River, and later because the Qin people wanted to destroy Ba, our Wang ancestor escorted Prince Ba's men and horses to escape here, and then Prince Ba led the people and horses over Xiba Peak to a paradise on earth with the help of the gods, and my Wang ancestor stayed in the mountain because of injuries and a group of wounded soldiers. ”

The stranger nodded and said with a serious expression, "Your grandfather is right, but do you mountain people know where that paradise on earth is?" ”

Wang Fan shook his head and said regretfully: "Grandpa said that since ancient times, people have been looking for it but they can't find it, and the people in the mountains believe that it was the land god who took Prince Ba's men and horses into a dungeon hidden in the Valley of the Immortals in the west of Xiba Peak..."

"It's not!" The stranger suddenly raised his voice and interrupted Wang Fan's words, looked at the young man with sharp eyes, and seemed to use all his strength to say: "Wang Fan, you are the descendant of my general of Pakistan, you have the right to know the truth of Pakistan and have the responsibility to protect Pakistan!" Please remember everything I say, because I may not survive until dark if I have been hit by a poisoned arrow. Back then, the gods took our ancestors to a golden world outside the sky, and we Ba people rebuilt the country of Ba in that world and lived peacefully in that world for five hundred years, but not long ago, a demon appeared in that world, and I believe that the demon came from a world outside the world where witchcraft was rampant. The demons and a handful of thugs in our country captured the palace of the king of Ba. In order to force King Ba to hand over the treasure sent by the gods, the demon turned the princess into a cat, and I had no choice but to flee back to the old world with the princess to ask for help from the general's descendants. ”

Wang Fan listened to the stranger's words, and a gust of wind and waves set off in his heart, could it be that there are really countless human worlds in the starry sky, and aliens can shuttle between multiple worlds? The cat in front of her is actually the princess of Baguo who has been transformed by an alien demon?

Wang Fan focused her eyes on the cat, and the sadness in her eyes when she looked up at Wang Fan moved Wang Fan.

"Wang Fan, I am a person who is about to die, can you believe what I say?" The man's tone was earnest, and his eyes looking at Wang Fan were also full of sadness.

Wang Fan looked directly into the stranger's eyes and said sincerely: "I believe in your words, what you need me to do, as long as I can do it, I will do it!" ”

"Worthy of being the descendant of my general of Pakistan!" The visitor let out a long sigh of praise, put the cat on the ground, took out a rolled leather coat from behind him, and said, "Wang Fan, I have two things for you, a short sword, and the heavenly treasure of the gods." As he spoke, he shook off his clothes, and a golden dagger fell on the grass.

"The treasure is hidden in the inner pocket of your clothes, you can open it and see for yourself."

Wang Fan took the leather coat and opened it, there was a pocket on the back of the jacket and the bag was buttoned with a button. He opened the clasp and reached in and pulled out a leather bag, which, though it looked like a purse made of cowhide, contained something erect.

Wang Fan opened his leather bag and took out a small black machine with a sleek shape, the size of which was like a small mobile phone.

The man whispered, "Wang Fan, you have to remember that this is the treasure left by the Har Heavenly God when he left our ancestor King Meng, and it is called a space pass in the words of the Heavenly God. With this treasure, you can summon the outer Shenzhou to travel back and forth between our new world and your old world. You must not lose it, or you will not be able to take the princess to the New World to save Pakistan. ”

Wang Fan nodded solemnly and said, "I understand, I will definitely keep it!" I just don't know how to use it. ”

"There's a tiny switch on the baby's surface, and you just have to keep pressing it gently until you make a sound. Later, all you need to do is listen to the words of the gods and the voice of the baby. ”

Wang Fan soon found that there was a protrusion the size of a grain of rice on the side of the small machine, he turned the small machine over and over and looked at it carefully, and finally became convinced that this raised small garden circle was the switch that the man said.

He gently pressed the bulge with his fingertips, and after about five seconds, a sound came from the small machine, and he let go of his hand.

A clear male voice came out: "Brother Prince, this space pass can travel between your old and new worlds three times, and the number of people who can be teleported each time is up to ten people. However, if your life is in danger and you need urgent help, you can request an emergency transmission. When I finish speaking, you can see the blue and red circles appear, remember, under normal circumstances, just click on the blue circle with your finger, and if you are in danger, click on the red circle with your finger..."

"Gah!" The princess cat's hoarse call made Wang Fan, who was looking down at the small machine, raise his head suddenly, and he saw the man's upper body lying on the ground and was shocked, could it be that he died! Hurriedly threw down the things in his hand, rushed forward, picked up the man's head, and shouted softly: "Uncle! Wake up! If you can hold on for a while, I'll go home and get some antidote..."

"It's useless!" The man's voice was very weak, "Wang Fan, after I die, please bury me here and don't say it to others." Remember, you are the descendant of my general of Pakistan, and it is your responsibility to protect the princess and save the country, and you have to think of going to the new world to capture the demon, and then force him to use witchcraft to turn the princess back into a human. ”

After the man finished speaking, his head tilted and died.

Wang Fan was shocked, frightened and sad, for the first time he saw a living person die, although he had just met the deceased, but the history of Cuba was like an emotional thread that connected them.

Wang Fan put the man's upper body flat on the ground, and he sat down weakly, looking at the princess cat, whose eyes were full of tears and wanted to cry silently.

The light in the bamboo forest was even dimmer, and Wang Fan thought that he must follow the deceased's will and bury him as soon as possible, otherwise wild beasts would come and ravage the deceased's body at night. So he stubbornly stood up, first put the treasure back into the belt and put it in the pocket of his coat and buckled it, and then picked up the short sword on the ground and rolled it in his leather coat.

He held the clothes in one hand, picked up the princess cat in the other, and whispered, "I'll take you back to my house first, and then I'll ask my mother and brother to bury him together." ”

Out of the bamboo forest, there is a cottage in front, which is built sparsely scattered along the hillside. The dilapidated appearance of the adobe houses may seem vulnerable to a storm, but the truth is that these adobe buildings can stand up to the wind and rain for a hundred years.

Wang Fan hurried home, he put the leather coat and the princess cat on his bed, and then closed the windows and doors of the room tightly to prevent cats and dogs from entering the room and scaring the princess cat.

Wang Fan grabbed an iron hoe from a corner of the hall and rushed out the door.

There is a mountain dock on the mountain behind Wang Fan's house, where a middle-aged woman and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man are planting medicinal herbs in the mountain dock, the woman is holding a shovel in her hand, and the young man is holding an iron hoe in her hand.

Wang Fan waved his hand to them and shouted, "Mom, brother, come with me!" ”