Chapter 2 Like a Dream Is Not A Dream
Fan Ping had a magical dream that he had come to a magical place.
The sky and the earth are composed of a deep blue light, and the air here seems to be transparent, as long as you take a deep breath, they can pass through your skin with a visible light, penetrate your bone marrow, spread throughout your body, and give you a comfort that cannot be expressed in words.
Fan Ping walked along the light in front of him, suddenly, a cyan ancient wall appeared in front of his eyes, in this white and blue cross world, cyan seems to be so unique, approaching the wall, only to find that the wall is engraved with dense words, that is an ancient text, a bit like oracle bone inscription, and a bit like modern traditional Chinese, it is difficult to understand, Fan Ping carefully looked at the first few words, as if "heaven and earth are not benevolent, to all things for the sake of"
Many of the words below are not understood, and after reading for a long time, my head will begin to hurt. So Fan Ping immediately closed his eyes, and the speed of retreat, when Fan Ping opened his eyes again, there was already a certain distance from the wall, although it was not clear that it was a stroke, but their shape can still be seen, looking, looking, Fan Ping found that they were somewhat similar to the previous tadpoles, so I saw them as tadpoles, at this moment, a magical scene appeared, Fan Ping found that the words on the wall began to live, and they swam forward one by one, first one by one, and then a group of groups, constantly rushing into Fan Ping's head, Fan Ping's instinctive first reaction was to close his eyes immediately, but, this did not have any effect, instead, The words on the wall came to mind clearly, and slowly, the head began to ache, as if it was about to explode, and before falling unconscious, a strange thought appeared in Fan Ping's brain.
"Am I just going to die? ”
I don't know how long it took, the consciousness slowly returned to Fan Ping's mind, Fan Ping's fingers slowly trembled, slightly opened the closed eyes, a strong light pierced the eyeballs, Fan Ping quickly closed his eyes, waiting for this short blindness.
After about 30 seconds, Fan Ping slowly opened his eyes, there was a green shade in front of him, tall trees were all over the ground, and some strange flowers and plants that he had never seen before were all around, Fan Ping tried hard to sit up, but there seemed to be no strength in his arms, what was going on?
When Fan Ping's eyeballs noticed his arm, Fan Ping was stunned, how could this be a 23-year-old adult's arm, this is obviously a pair of 4.5-year-old children's arms, that little arm, chubby little hands.
Looking at my body, I was speechless, it was really a child's body.
Fan Ping quickly looked around and found that there was a stream in front of him, so he quickly rushed over, looking at the reflection in the water, Fan Ping was stunned.
It's like when I was a kid, but what's wrong?
Through?
Rebirth?
Snatching?
For a while, the themes of those novels appeared in Fan Ping's mind.
Just think about it, it's impossible!
If you cross over, you won't be able to bring your own body with you.
Rebirth, that's even more impossible, whoever is reborn will be 4.5 years old.
It's even more impossible, who would take away a body that is exactly the same as when they were children.
Silence, entanglement, Fan Ping suddenly had an urge to shout loudly, but when Fan Ping opened his mouth, he found a terrible fact: no sound came out, Fan Ping opened his mouth again, but the result was still the same.
Fan Ping understood, he was a mute.
Slowly sitting by the stream, the stream gently crossed my calves, bringing a trace of coolness, at this time, Fan Ping's heart calmed down, and began to recall the previous bits and pieces, from the "stone door"
In this strange world, suddenly Fan Ping thought of that "dream"
I also thought of those words, at this time, the words that I thought of came to my mind clearly word by word, although many words Fan Ping still didn't recognize, but I couldn't forget them.
That's not a dream.
This is what Fan Ping thinks at this time.
The blue sky, the white clouds, the green mountains, the clear water, at this time, Fanping's mood can be said to be all together, why did God give me a chance, but deprived me of the right to speak.
Is this the so-called gain and loss?
Tangled!
However, "tanglement will not solve the problem, nor will it allow me to go back to the past." Now that the matter has become a fact, then accept it silently, Fan Ping began to comfort himself in his heart. ”
After reorganizing his mood, Fan Ping set himself a short-term goal - to get out of the woods where birds don't, find a place where people are, and find out what kind of place this is.
Looking at this boundless wood, Fan Ping found that he couldn't find his way, so what should he do?
Suddenly, a small stream in front of him caught Fanping's attention, and an idea came to his mind: follow the stream, the water will flow lower, and the average village or city will be built around the river.
Then a miraculous scene occurred: a child dressed in tatters, walking down the stream.
Branches and needles by the stream kept cutting through the calf, and before I knew it, the calf was covered with red stripes and wounds.
In a strange environment, time is sometimes forgotten, silently, Fan Ping has been gone for 3 days, in these 3 days, Fan Ping is thirsty to drink some stream water, hungry to pick some fruit to eat.
Fortunately, this is a deserted mountainous area, and there are many fruits on the mountain.
But the woods seem to have no end, the more you go, the colder your heart becomes, just when Fan Ping is about to feel desperate, a wisp of cooking smoke floats across the woods in front of him, appearing in Fan Ping's sight, at that moment, Fan Ping's mood is extremely excited, because he can finally find the crowd, Fan Ping "strides"
Half an hour later, Fan Ping climbed to the top of the hill and saw more than a dozen small "bungalows"
Scattered on both sides of the stream, a few women were washing their things by the stream, a few men were busy in the fields not far from the house, and five or six children were playing by the stream, and a feeling of paradise suddenly appeared in Fan Ping's heart.
Suddenly, Fan Ping found that his eyes didn't seem to be short-sighted, and he could clearly see things a few hundred meters ahead.
Fan Ping used to be a standard myopic eye, how can he see clearly now?
A question appeared in Fan Ping's heart.
No matter what, let's talk about the advanced villages, so Fan Ping accelerated the pace of progress.
When Fan Ping appeared in front of them, they hoped that they would take the initiative to accost, but they looked at Fan Ping with strange eyes, and the children also looked at Fan Ping with a questioning look.
The women were talking to each other in a strange language, and Fan Ping couldn't understand any of them.
As a result of these 3 days of traveling, Fan Ping's clothes were torn, and there were countless small wounds on his calves, which made him look like half a beggar.
Suddenly, one of the chubby women walked towards Fan Ping, she was about 40 years old, she looked like a kind woman, Fan Ping thought she would come to have a good chat with herself, but to Fan Ping's expectations, she came to Fan Ping, grabbed the clothes on her chest, lifted Fan Ping up, and asked Fan Ping some strange words, at that moment Fan Ping was blind, and the language was different and could not communicate.
Fan Ping hurriedly kicked with her calf, and quickly struggled, in a panic, she let go of the hand that grabbed Fan Ping, Fan Ping fell to the ground hard, the next moment, Fan Ping turned around and ran towards the mountain, when running back to the hill, Fan Ping found that she didn't seem to be chasing, sitting under a small tree and breathing a sigh of relief, what's wrong?
Fan Ping began to ask himself, is it because he is too ugly?
Or is the character too bad?
Just met like this to yourself?
Fan Ping poked his head out again and looked at them, but they acted as if nothing had happened.
Still doing their own thing.
Is this the way they talk here?
It seems that it is necessary to get to know a good custom of their place.
Fan Ping said to himself in his heart.