In fact, these days, Zhao Donglai's incident makes me feel very uncomfortable, and I am absent-minded every day.

Because in another time and space, in Shanhe Village in another era, although those people lived a hard life, everyone also worked hard to live with hope, no matter what, there is hope in life, isn't it?

If he lived, Zhao Donglai would have met that "immortal" in that time and space, and he would have lived better and better, but he was scared to death by my stupid operation.

I pondered this matter in my heart almost every day, thinking again and again how good it would be if all this didn't happen, and how good it would be if Zhao Donglai hadn't died.

Thinking about it like this, it suddenly occurred to me that if the incident of Zhao Donglai encountering the "immortals" recorded in "The Strange Story of Mountains and Rivers" is true and reliable, then how can I change history and directly scare him to death? So who was Zhao Donglai who met the "immortal" who crossed back later?

If this logic doesn't make sense, it means that I can fix this error, maybe after I fix it, the page in the note that records Zhao Donglai's death should really be crossed out and torn off, and become a wrong record.

I decided to travel back in time again, to a few minutes in time, and change all that!

But this time, I have to be fully prepared, and I have to stop planning every step of the way to make sure that nothing goes wrong.

To do this, I made a detailed plan:

First, if you want to go back again, you have to go back to before Zhao Donglai died, and the place you arrived at can't be in the courtyard, otherwise it will be easy to be discovered by others, so where should you be? I thought about it for a while and decided to choose the side room next to the main house, because the windows of the side house seemed to be covered with a very thick layer of window paper, which would block out the light as much as possible.

Second, Zhao Donglai ran away after being frightened by me, he hadn't eaten for a few days, so he definitely couldn't stand being scared, so I had to show him that I was not a ghost, but also a person.

Third, Zhao Dong hasn't eaten for a few days, should I bring some food to him, what if he really runs out of strength and dies of exhaustion? What if he didn't run, but when he went back, there was no food, and the whole family starved to death? What if he didn't get home and starved to death halfway through......

What to bring? I thought of the scallion pancakes in the cake shop across the street......

It's numb, in that note, the "fairy master" that Zhao Donglai keeps calling me won't be me, right?

I looked down at the clothes on my body, brown cotton shoes, blue jeans, army green casual cotton clothes, and the "fairy" recorded in "The Strange Story of Mountains and Rivers" is a black long shirt, then I will wear this body, and never collide with the "fairy master", so as to prove that it is not me.

After everything was planned, I locked the warehouse and went home, and bought 20 green onion cakes at the cake shop opposite the neighborhood and packed them in plastic bags.

But when I was scanning the code to pay, a person passed by me with a porridge bowl, the porridge was too hot, he didn't hold it steady, and a big bowl of porridge was all buttoned on me, ticking from clothes to pants to shoes.

I was angry for a while, but he kept apologizing, and he couldn't help it, so he went home in a huff.

When I got home, I changed my clothes first, and I took my clothes and pants and put them on my body, and when I finished wearing them, I suddenly thought, should I become the appearance of Peng Yuyan in Kyoto again? After all, the elegant cheongsam is more acceptable to the people of that era, but Kyoto Peng Yuyan, who has become a cheongsam, doesn't it mean that the fairy master is really me? I'd love to fight again.

When he was struggling with whether to change it, a red cloth bag with a drawstring fell out of the wardrobe, and when he opened it, he saw that there were two Yuan Datou inside, or a friend who played antiques gave it a long time ago.

"Forget it, it's all fate."

I thought about it, changed to the handsome and handsome Kyoto Peng Yuyan, took out two silver dollars and put them in my pocket, and then went to get the cake, it felt a little hot, and the plastic bag had been scalded and didn't look very strong.

After looking around the room for a week, I still couldn't find a suitable bag, because I don't usually cook, and I don't have such a thing as a plastic bag. At this time, I saw a large brown paper bag given by the bakery last time, so I opened the bag, tore off the part with the letters, wrapped the cake, and tied it with a rope.

I took out the black Tai Chi mirror and rubbed it a few times, thinking in my heart that the side room of the Jin family ancestral hall was a little earlier than the last time I arrived.

"Back to the Jin family ancestral hall in 1929."

I saw that the object in front of me had changed, and I was already in a room, and the swirling dark red hole was still in place.

There was a simple bed, a wooden table, and a wooden chair in this room, all of which were very old, like the residence of the people who guarded the ancestral hall.

I opened the door through a crack and found that Zhao Donglai had finished picking grapes and was staring in the direction of the house.

I opened the door and came out, Zhao Donglai looked at me and was almost stupid, I quickly explained to him that I was not a ghost, and I couldn't remember how to say it for a while, so I had to say the passage in "Mountains and Rivers", looking at Zhao Donglai still cowering, thinking of scaring him to death last time, I couldn't bear it.

So I comforted him and let him eat the cake, watching him squat on the ground and bite the cake, tears falling down, I was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so I quickly told a few words, and then turned around and came back in the side room in the shout of Zhao Donglai's left sentence "fairy master" and right sentence "fairy master".

When I came back, I sat in my chair, and my mood immediately became clear - Zhao Donglai really came to life.

I happily played with the black Tai Chi mirror in my hand, feeling like a dream, although I had accepted these seemingly outrageous things in my heart, but I still couldn't help but think, how could this small piece of iron be so powerful?

Distorting time and space, opening the space-time channel, changing at the same time from time and distance, took me back to that era.

If it can take me back to 1929, can it take me back to the time of Zhiyu? Look at Zhiyu, who is imprisoned in a cave deep in the depths of Li Mountain, and see who the person who received the first generation inheritance hidden in the thick fog is.

But when I thought about it like this, this black Tai Chi mirror didn't react at all, it seemed that it couldn't be?

The Black Tai Chi Mirror can't take me back to the ancient times, but it seems that now it seems that I can travel infinitely between 1929 and my era, and I don't need to accumulate the dark red mist energy as before.

Seeing that it was still early, just after noon, I had a plan in mind.

I first called the owner of the small supermarket next to the community, asked him to send a few bags of rice, and then bought some food on a certain group, and then rummaged through the cabinets to find a silver bowl that was bought in a treasure before looking fun, a bunch of small silver ingots and small silver bars sent by the bank when saving money, and my cousin lived in me when he came to travel, and threw a few silver bracelets and silver earrings here.

I divided these things into portions, one packet of rice each, some silver goods, and some snacks.

Take one at a time, and I'm going to start my infinite journey.