The longer he talked with Wang Da, the more frightened Ouyang Xuan became. He got out of bed, steadied himself, and hurriedly pushed the door out of the house. Dozens of meters outside the door is a large river about 200 meters wide, not far from the distance there are two slightly smaller rivers, one left and one right, into the big river in front of you, forming a huge area of the river, and the banks of the river are covered with dense reeds. The fertile flatlands outside the river bank are overgrown with thick shrubs and artemisia grasses, except for sparse weeds, with scattered upland rice and sorghum plots. This scenery is very unfamiliar, but the topography makes Ouyang Xuan feel a little inexplicably familiar, especially the intersection of the three rivers, which reminds him of a scenic spot in his hometown - Yuantong Ancient Town, known as Little Chengdu. As a native of Chongzhou, he often takes friends from other places to visit Yuantong Ancient Town, where the famous scenic spot is the confluence of the three rivers where the Weijiang River and the Bojiang River converge into the Wenjing River. He looked at the terrain carefully, yes, except for the peninsula where the three rivers meet, there is no towering Yuantong Pagoda, except for the river there is no chain bridge, except for the river there are not so many water birds, and the amount of water is not as large as the amount of water in front of him.......

The more carefully Ouyang Xuan compared, the more flustered he became, judging from the terrain and rivers, this was really too much like Yuantong Ancient Town, although it was completely different from the prosperous Yuantong Ancient Town Scenic Area in his memory. Could it be that you have really traveled through time and space? That's impossible! He thought to himself, isn't it just a walk on vacation, isn't it just a ball of lightning? How did you happen to encounter a space-time rift that connects parallel universes? What's even more unfortunate is this space-time rift, which teleported him to the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. Everyone knows that Sichuan at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty was the main battlefield against the Mongols, and the slaughter of the living beings and the population were not one in ten, which was a tragic and troubled era. "Rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled world". No, that's not true! I want to go back, I want to go back to China in the 21st century, I want to be a happy lying family, I want to be a salted fish......

Ouyang Xuan, whose brain was blank, staggered back to the shack, greeted Wang Da weakly, and fell on the wooden bed. After a while, he fell asleep again. He had a long dream, dreaming of his parents, of the goddess he had a crush on, of bright city lights, tall buildings and crowded traffic, of beautiful men in the gym, of steaming hot pot and sweet ice cream......

Until noon the next day, Ouyang Xuan was paralyzed on the bed, although he woke up when the first rays of sunlight entered the shed in the morning, his whole body still felt weak and weak. He simply lay down on the bed, thinking about what to do next. This time, Ouyang Xuan fell off the cliff and was washed down by the river, although he was still frightened when he thought about it, but fortunately, his body was fine, only a few small abrasions. But the mental pressure of falling into another parallel universe through time and space made him feel panicked, nervous, and sweating all over his body. Wang Da didn't care about him, except for going home at noon to cook fish soup mixed with wild vegetables and grain, and worked outdoors. After Ouyang Xuan drank the fish soup, his physical strength had recovered a lot, but the thoughts and thoughts in his mind were still chaotic, and he fell asleep again unconsciously, and spent the day waking up from time to time.

When he woke up on the morning of the third day, Wang Da was not in the shed again, and he probably went out to work. He found his army-green hiking bag in the corner of the shack and cleaned it up. In addition to the jacket and shoes he was wearing, there was also a headlamp, a folding multi-functional sapper shovel, a rescue blanket, a high-strength steel wire climbing rope, a first-aid kit, a fleece warm suit, two bottles of sports drinks, car keys and two boxes of military compressed biscuits that had been soaked in water.

In the process of cleaning up the items, Ouyang Xuan had decided to wait for Wang Da to go home and bid farewell to him, and then walk to Jiezi Ancient Town. His car is still parked in the parking lot of the scenic spot, if you find the car in the ancient town of Jiezi, then when the experience of the past three days is a dream of Nanke, if the direction and location of the ancient town of Jiezi is the location of Yongkang Village in Wang Dakou, then there is only resignation. Up to now, Ouyang Xuan still can't fully believe in his bizarre experience, and there is still a glimmer of fantasy and hope in his heart to return to the 21st century.

After assembling the sapper shovel and eating half a box of compressed dry food soaked in water, he rearranged the rest of the things and put them in his backpack, took out another bag of compressed dry food and put it on the bed, ready to give it to Wang Da later as a gift of gratitude. There was really nothing on him except for the sapper shovel, which was 1.5 meters long after assembly, and it was quite good to use, so he had to carry it with him. If it really travels to troubled times, this thing can at least defend itself.

It was not until noon that Wang Da returned, and he brought out two half-foot-long carps in his hand. While the old man was cooking fish soup on the fire, Ouyang Xuan told him his thoughts and handed over the compressed biscuits. Seeing Wang Da looking at the biscuit in his hand suspiciously, Ouyang Xuan took the biscuit and opened the package, took off a corner and handed it to Wang Da, and took a small piece and put it in his mouth. Seeing this, Wang Da also put the biscuit in his mouth, and after chewing two bites, a smile appeared on his face full of wrinkles and sorrow. This was also the first time Ouyang Xuan had seen him smile in the three days he had been with the old man.

After drinking the fish soup, Wang Da shook the bamboo raft to meet the three rivers of Ouyang Xuan, waded through the shallow water through the dense reeds, and walked about half a mile before he came to the official road in Wang Da's mouth. This so-called official road is only two or three meters wide, and it is overgrown with thorns and miscellaneous artemisia, and can only barely be passed.

The official road extends to the northwest, according to Wang Da's statement, along this road for thirty miles, at the place where the Weijiang River exits the mountain is Yong'an County, which is consistent with the location of the ancient town of Jiezi in Ouyang Xuan's memory. In the strong afternoon sun, he said goodbye to the old man and walked in a northwestern direction.