"Yu Feng, stop! If you bully Ding Hao again, I'll call Mr. Huang! "On the straight street leading from Yungang No. 2 Middle School to the central city of the county, the students are leaving school one after another. Four or five boys were punching and kicking Ding Hao, led by Yu Feng. Ding Hao's neighbor and classmate Xia Lin caught up from behind and helped when she saw this scene.

Because Charlene threatened the teacher, Yu Feng and the others stopped. Because Xia Lin is a girl, Yu Feng didn't care about it anymore, but he just kicked Ding Hao who was lying on the ground in anger: "I must pay back tomorrow, otherwise I will fight again!" With that, a group of people walked away.

"You're fine, are you?" Xia Lin came to Ding Hao's side and carefully helped Ding Hao up, "This Yu Feng is really a classmate, why does he always bully you." And how do you owe them money? ”

Ding Hao smiled gratefully at Xia Lin: "I'm fine." How could I owe them money, it's protection money. You know that I haven't paid the make-up fee for the summer vacation, so how can I have money for them. ”

"What then?"

"It's okay, he can't really beat me every day." Ding Hao was also very helpless. Now Ding Hao is an orphan, since the accident at home ten years ago, Ding Hao has been "separated" from his relatives, and was taken back to the county town of Yungang by a kind Uncle Yang. Uncle Yang is a lonely old man, no wife, no children, but he treats Ding Hao very well, treating him like a grandson. Relying on himself to do odd jobs everywhere, pick up garbage for Ding Hao to eat, wear, and go to school......

Although Ding Hao was about to lose his parents and forget where his home was, he couldn't forget what his father said to him before leaving, and he couldn't forget how he came to this small county. So after the police "searched for relatives" many times to no avail, Ding Hao also acquiesced to this reality, he was very grateful to Uncle Yang and listened to him.

I also want to be admitted to college in the future, find a job, and be filial to Uncle Yang. It's a pity that the son wants to raise but doesn't wait. In the spring of this year, Uncle Yang couldn't survive the time after all.

This is a bitter Ding Hao, although it was a little bitter, but the relatively stable life was completely broken, and it cost money for food, clothing, tuition and miscellaneous fees. He's just an eighteen-year-old high school student, where to get money? The most hateful thing is Yu Feng and a few other little villains in the school, Uncle Yang was here before, but there was nothing to do, but now he is almost every now and then he is looking for trouble with Ding Hao, and it is clear that the mobile phone bullies Ding Hao There are no adults in his family.

Of course, these Ding Hao can still endure it, because this is nothing compared to what happened more than ten years ago.

In fact, Ding Hao still remembers some of his life experience, because he was seven years old when the family accident happened! At that time, he was not called Ding Hao, but Ding Tianle, nicknamed Lele. He will never forget his father, who drove hundreds of kilometers in the rain overnight to drop him off at a hotel, and told himself again and again as he left.

"Kid, go as far as you can! Don't go home, don't go back to Qianjiang, never. You hold this ring, and when you grow up, you may need it......"

Ding Hao is reluctant to give up his family, but he is very sensible, although he doesn't know what happened to Lu Dao's family, but his father has never been so flustered, and even his mother, who loves him the most, did not come to see him off. Ding Hao knew that not only did something happen to his family, but something happened to him!

There was something that my father and mother couldn't settle with, and even my grandfather couldn't protect himself, or the whole Ding family and the Xiao family didn't want to protect it. Otherwise, my father would not have sent himself to a strange city, Chaisang, and then left ruthlessly. It was precisely because of his father's ruthlessness that the young Ding Hao knew that he couldn't sit still.

So he took the money left by his father and found a homeless orphan in the city who was about the same age and figure as himself, and asked him to exchange identities with him for a month at the price of Wu Baiyuan, and even gave the little beggar the brand-name clothes that his mother bought and the jade pendant engraved with his nickname.

The little beggar was an orphan, of course he couldn't ask for it, he didn't know that Ding Hao had other plans, he was happy to show off everywhere in new clothes, and when others asked him, he said that he was Ding Tianle, from the big city of Qianjiang......

Of course, this is also something he has been guilty about for more than ten years, because he later aimlessly changed five or six buses to Yungang, a small county in the southwest of Hunan, and a few years later he learned from the Internet that on the third day of his departure, a group of people found the little beggar.

They first broke his limbs and made him beg on the street, and half a month later the little beggar was found still in a ruined temple, unrecognizable! Later, it is said that a certain official was furious and sent people from the capital to the city where he had settled, and completely eradicated the gang of thugs, who paid the price of three lives and eleven serious injuries!

The subsequent situation is unknown to Ding Hao. There was no news media report, and Ding Hao did not dare to inquire.

Over the years, Ding Hao often blamed himself for being the little beggar who died for him. And often rejoice, because if he didn't do that, the person who was dismembered would be himself!

In the past ten years, thanks to Uncle Yang, he has relied on farm work, and went to the surrounding areas of the county to pick up garbage in exchange for money for Ding Hao to eat and drink, and for Ding Hao to go to school. Ding Hao also thought that he would study hard, strive to be admitted to college, and then be filial to Uncle Yang.

It's a pity that the son wants to raise but doesn't wait, and now the village has been incorporated into Yungang County, and Uncle Yang and Ding Hao are also from the city. When Ding Hao was seven years old, Uncle Yang was sixty-six, and he was seventy-three this year, and he still didn't wait for the day when Ding Hao was admitted to college.

In the future, I will live by myself, Ding Hao let out a long sigh, he knew that Uncle Yang had tried his best, Uncle Yang had been frugal all these years, and when he left, he was also a family with four walls! Except for the father in his hand, Uncle Yang kept the ring for ten years, and there was nothing else of value.

Ding Hao didn't know what the concept of being powerful in his father's mouth was, but now he didn't graduate from high school, and he couldn't beat an ordinary adult man in martial arts, and he was even more infamous financially, so it had nothing to do with being strong from any point of view! So Ding Hao knew that he had to persevere!

Ding Hao's academic performance over the years is okay, he and Xia Lin are neighbors, and both of them were admitted to Yungang No. 2 Middle School with excellent grades when they were in junior high school. Although Yungang is a small county, the teaching quality of Yungang No. 2 Middle School is the first among the five counties in the southwest, and even in the entire Duliang City and even Xiangnan Province.

Especially in recent years, some city and even provincial leaders have sent their children to Yungang No. 2 Middle School to study in middle school, so that the city and county finances continue to tilt towards the No. 2 Middle School, and the county's best teachers are constantly transferred to the No. 2 Middle School, forming a virtuous circle. The admission rate of No. 2 Middle School continues to rise, the number of children of leaders continues to increase, and the support of the county government continues to increase...... To be admitted to such a school, Ding Hao's foundation is definitely not bad.

However, due to the fact that his life is gone, Ding Hao has to use his spare time to do odd jobs for others, and often asks for leave, which seriously affects his studies, and Yu Feng and others often bully Ding Hao, Ding Hao's academic performance plummeted. Now there are more than 60 people in a class, basically belonging to the middle and lower levels, and according to the admission rate of previous years, it is not easy to take three exams.

In this way, we entered a vicious circle, with poor grades and being bullied by teachers and not caring much. If the teacher doesn't care, the more he is bullied. I am always bullied, so I naturally can't go to school with peace of mind...... It was originally August during the summer vacation, and because it was about to be the third year of high school, the school began to organize voluntary cram classes in July.

If you don't participate, when you start school in September, you will learn half of the courses in your senior year of high school, how can you keep up with the progress? So you have to go if you don't have money.

When school was out today, the head teacher also urged Ding Hao to pay the tuition fee. This made Ding Hao embarrassed, and the money left by Uncle Yang had already been spent. In ordinary life, Xia Lin's parents are not bad to him, because they have watched Ding Hao grow up since he was a child, and occasionally send some side dishes, oil and salt.

But their family is not well-off, so this tuition matter can only be solved by Ding Hao himself, but this bastard Yu Feng still comes to collect some protection money. It is clear that it is bullying Ding Hao's family that there are no adults, and no one cares about the school. If Xia Lin hadn't appeared in time today to call the head teacher to threaten her, Yu Feng and others would have beaten Ding Hao for a while.

"Ding Hao, you're bleeding! Why don't I accompany you to the hospital? Charlene looked at the blood oozing from the corner of Ding Hao's mouth, and her face was frightened.

"It's okay, it's okay! Let's go home. Ding Hao didn't want to go to the hospital, but he still planned to carry this small injury himself. Just kidding, go to the hospital, check it out this time, and then prescribe some medicine, it is estimated that it will cost him a year's tuition and living expenses! If he went to the hospital every time he was beaten, Ding Hao couldn't imagine that he would only owe tens of thousands of dollars to the hospital now.

"You're really okay?" Charlene handed Ding Hao a napkin and asked worriedly.

"It's really okay, just go back and get some sleep!" Ding Hao is very grateful to Xia Lin, for more than ten years, the two have been in the same class since elementary school and junior high school, they have communicated a lot in learning, and they have helped each other when they have difficulties in life. Although I'm in high school, I'm a little sensible because I'm older, and I'm just a little bit of a distance between boys and girls in school. However, every time Ding Hao was bullied, as long as Charlene saw it, she would help him out.

Xia Lin has a gender advantage, and her grades have always been at the top of the class, although her family background is not good, but the school teachers, especially the head teacher Huang Rongwu, value her very much. Yu Feng is just a stubborn student, and he is not bad in essence, so today he is giving Xia Lin some face, and he is also giving the head teacher some face. But as he said, if Ding Hao doesn't give money tomorrow, I'm afraid he will continue to beat. This is Yu Feng's rule, but you can't break the rules because Charlene, otherwise you will ask who will collect protection money in the future.

Yungang County is not big, and Ding Hao's home is a straight street away from Yungang No. 2 Middle School. Accompanied by Charlene, Ding Hao limped back home, and when he saw the humble house with only four walls, Ding Hao couldn't help but feel irritable, and Charlene was embarrassed to show it in him before. Yu Feng's protection fee can be delayed, but what about the tuition fee? What should I do with the tuition fees for the new semester? Ding Hao really didn't want to look at the head teacher's black face when he was out of school.

Hurt! Ding Hao suddenly felt a burst of pain in his left hand, and after a closer look, it turned out that the back of his hand had been broken by Yu Feng and others just now, and blood was flowing down his middle finger. And Ding Hao still wears that ring on his middle finger.

This ring has a special significance, it was given to him by his father more than ten years ago, and it also witnessed the hard years with Uncle Yang. So Ding Hao cherished it very much, and Ding Hao kept it on his hand after Uncle Yang died, for which Yu Feng and others laughed at him. You can't get the ring dirty, you have to take it off and wash it quickly.

This was Ding Hao's first reaction. But the blood had already flowed down his finger to the ring, almost wrapping the entire ring, and what happened next was beyond Ding Hao's control.

The ring seemed to be full, and suddenly the rust spots faded and became translucent, emitting a dazzling light, and then Ding Hao felt dizzy......

When Ding Hao woke up, he found himself lying on a grassy field, and it was very empty. "What's going on, where is this? Where's my ring? Ding Hao looked at his left hand empty, and suddenly became anxious, he was not afraid that Yu Feng would hit him, even if the head teacher urged him to pay the tuition fee, it didn't matter, but this ring was too important to him!

The jade pendant had disappeared with that little beggar more than ten years ago, and if the ring was also gone, Ding Hao would definitely be sad for a long time! Just as Ding Hao got up and looked around the grass, a white-bearded old man wearing a Taoist robe came to Ding Hao's side: "Young man, you're finally here!" ”

"Uncle, where is this? Do you see my ring? Ding Hao looked at all this in front of him very confused, this white-bearded old man was much bigger than Uncle Yang, but his spirit was very good.

"Haluha, are you looking for a ring? Young man, the ring you are wearing was inadvertently left behind by the old man, but it has absorbed your blood, so it has been bound to your soul. You don't have to look for it, feel it with your heart. ”

"Soul binding? Feel it with your heart? Ding Hao was at a loss, he had only heard of the out-of-body soul in the ghost story, how could he still bind?

"That's right, you calm down and feel it carefully." The old man reminded.

"It seems like that's the case. Well...... I feel it, but where is this? Ding Hao sat down on the grass according to the old man's guidance, closed his eyes, and soon felt the ring, the shape was still the same, but the golden light was shining and fluctuating.

"This is the magic space! The old man is the creator of this space! How's it going, does it feel special? Do you like it here? ”

"Well, it's blue and the air is clear...... This should be Lhasa. Ding Hao still didn't believe that he had left the earth. And the earth can still see blue sky and white clouds, green water and grass, and the air is so fresh that I am afraid that there is only a snowy plateau. So Ding Hao said something that made the old man almost vomit blood.

"Hey, how did I explain it to you, anyway...... The ring is the medium through which you enter this space. You are now not on Earth, but in the space of the ring. You are lucky enough to be the owner of this space. ”

"Master? Aren't you the creator of this space? And there are so many other people here?" Ding Hao had too many questions, but looking at the old man's calm and calm appearance, Ding Hao didn't know where to start for a while. But the old man didn't seem to care about Ding Hao's problem, but took care of himself and introduced him to the magic space!

"......" Ding Hao pinched his thighs with his hands vigorously, while listening to the white-bearded old man's nonsense, he now feels that he is dreaming, isn't it usually bullied by Yu Feng and others, thinking about it day and night? It's just that this dream is so realistic, it hurts! How can it hurt to pinch yourself, is it a dream within a dream? ——

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