Time always slips away inadvertently, silently, and when you find out, things are already wrong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you want to see the steps of time, please look at the child.

From being a little old when I was born, slowly growing up, walking on the ground, from the beginning of crying, to the laughter later, from the initial babbling, to the later parents, everywhere has the image of the passage of time, as if it is within reach.

Three years is not a long time, but it is enough for a baby to break free from its arms and fly all over the world.

In 1993, Liu Zigui was three years old, and the three-year-old child was active, Liu Xiangdong and Yu Xiangnan were busy with farm work, Liu Qifeng also went to school, Liu Zigui was in a state of stocking, up and down the mountain, in and outside the river, there was his figure.

There are few entertainment projects in the countryside, not to mention that Liu Zigui's home is also very remote, there are no playmates, his sister has gone to school, he can only be accompanied by insects and ants, and the remnants of the land temple are his home field.

Around the ruined stone stele, a semi-arc stone dam was piled up with gravel, and a steep slope road was erected, which was the only way for the Liu family, although Liu Zigui was three years old, it was still difficult to walk steadily on the steep slope, twisting left and right, and I don't know who put a stone on the road, Liu Zigui happened to step on it again, and suddenly lost his center of gravity, rolled down from the road, and his head hit the remaining stone stele, bleeding, blood stained on the stele, scarlet.

Liu Zigui didn't cry, looked up, saw the scarlet of the piece, and fainted again.

The summer winds are warm, bringing clouds from far away, obscuring the sun and leaving a cool patch on the earth.

Liu Zigui lay in the shadow left by the clouds, and could not see the strange scene on the stele, the stele seemed to be alive, like a hungry glutton, opened his bloody mouth, greedily sucked the scarlet blood on the stele, and in the blink of an eye, the blood on the stele disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The shadows are glowing, and the ruined stone monument emits a faint fluorescence, as if the sun is projecting into the sea, and the swaying light is dreamy, beautiful and intoxicating between fairy tales and reality, but unfortunately no one can see this scene now.

The broken stele shook slightly, and the back of the moss-covered stone glowed with golden light, although faint, but there was an inviolable majesty and a kind of convincing nobility, as if this light did not belong to the world.

Looking at it, the source of the golden light was actually emitted by those buried, illegible handwritings - the land god seat.

It's a pity that none of this has been seen by the villagers, otherwise they will definitely worship on the ground, and call for the manifestation of the Lord of the Land, but all this happened quietly, even the cheerful birds that call on weekdays have disappeared, only the deep withered grass rustling in the soft summer wind blows.

The frequency of the stele shaking is greater, the stele and the stone base hair rope collide at a high frequency, making a bumping sound, the strange thing is that the sound of the collision is obviously very large, but after leaving the barren and grassy square, it disappears completely.

The stele seemed to be in pain, shaking and struggling, as if something was about to come out of it.

In fact, something really popped out of it, it was a shining wooden card, the size of an adult's palm, the top and bottom are round, there can be mysterious patterns, exude a mysterious atmosphere, can resonate with the surrounding environment, the surrounding mountains, the surrounding ground, the surrounding flowers and plants, the surrounding trees, faintly have a cover for it, even so, it still shows a very frightened look, panicked appearance, seems to see Liu Zigui, and then swished into Liu Zigui's head, disappeared.

It didn't take long for the wind to carry away the clouds, but he found that the sun was almost overhead, and Liu Zigui also woke up, rubbing his eyes, as if he had forgotten why he was lying in a corner.

Before he could figure out what was going on, his mother had already returned.

The farmer family cherishes time very much, and it can even be said that it is a race against time, the care of the dealer is always exhausting, Yu Xiangnan is carrying a hoe on his shoulder, and there is sweat on his forehead, and now he is rushing home to cook, and Liu Xiangdong is still working in the fields.

"Xiaogui, what are you doing here?" Yu Xiangnan asked with a smile when he saw his son.

Liu Zigui was only three years old, and he was not sensible at all, and when he saw his mother, he ran over happily, took his mother's hand, and kept calling his mother, making Yu Xiangnan happy.

After lunch, Liu Xiangdong and his wife rested for a while, and then went to the ground again, Liu Zigui will sleep at noon, and today will be no exception, but Liu Zigui dreamed for a few days, and had a strange dream.

Liu Zigui dreamed that he was sitting in a strange room, with yellow mud walls, pillars dyed with red paint, blue tiles, tall desks, quaint chairs, light veil curtains, and blue brick undersides、、、

Liu Zigui sat on the chair, his big curious eyes turned a lot of everything in the room, and the strange thing was that in this strange environment, Liu Zigui did not feel afraid, but felt comfortable, as if he should stay in this place.

But when he saw the yellow walls cracked with a few arm-thick cracks, the red paint on the pillars was mottled, the roof was broken tiles, the desk with missing arms and legs, the chair that would shake if he moved slightly, the curtain that could accommodate a cat to go straight in and out, the broken ground, etc., his heart couldn't help but feel sad, of course, the little willow couldn't distinguish these emotions that even adults couldn't accurately capture, he just felt uncomfortable, as if something was pressing on his heart, and he wanted to cry because of the heavy pressure.

If the child wants to cry, he will cry directly, so Liu Zigui cried, and then woke up, and found that he was still in the familiar bed, and those strange things were gone, Liu Zigui felt a little lost.

Maybe it's because I've been crying in my dream for a long time, maybe it's because the weather is too hot, after waking up, Liu Zigui felt very thirsty, got out of bed in a hurry, went to find water to drink, and put a cup of cold tea in the center of the Eight Immortals table, Liu Zigui's is one section shorter than the Eight Immortals table, and it is impossible to take it with your hands.

Liu Zigui stood next to the table, standing on tiptoe, looking at the cup of herbal tea in the center of the table, pursing his lips, how thirsty he was, wanting to drink that cup of herbal tea, coincidentally his attention was all focused on that cup of tea, and thought: "It would be nice if that cup of tea could come by itself." ”

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, Liu Zigui's mind was suddenly blank, he could see clearly, there was one more thing in his mind, a wooden card, and the mysterious aura emitted was indescribable.

The cup of herbal tea on the table actually came, flew over, and fell into Liu Zigui's hands, and everything returned to normal.

The child was not surprised, as if it should have been like this, and drank the water happily, and then with a thought, the empty teacup returned to its original place.

The light of the wooden card in his mind seemed to dim a little, and Liu Zigui also felt a flash of stinging pain, although it was only for a moment, but the pain would be magnified on the child's body.

Time passed quickly, the sun had already set on the other side of the mountain, the orange-red sunset filled half of the sky, and Liu Xiangdong and Yu Xiangnan came back in the sunset.

Seeing that his parents were back, Liu Zigui quickly ran to his parents and said loudly, "Mom, I have one more thing in my head." ”