Chapter 2: There was a car accident

Wu Fuyang walked through the sheep intestine path in the wheat field, walked to the road, and waited for a while, and a bus slowly drove into view.

The driver stopped the car at Wu Fuyang's beckoning.

Wu Fuyang boarded the bus, threw a few coins, walked to the back of the car, picked up a window seat and sat down.

He was the only passenger in the car, and the driver closed the door, clicked the accelerator, and the car started slowly and drove fast on the road.

Wu Fuyang had nothing to do, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on Kugou Music, chose a tune, plugged in the headphones, and the soothing melody came out. Wu Fuyang leaned quietly against the car window, listening to the song while enjoying the scenery along the way.

Due to the improved economy, many people have moved to the city. Only a small number of elderly people are unwilling to leave the land that their ancestors have worked on for generations and stay in the countryside. As a result, the fields also became barren.

Wu Fuyang looked out the car window at the scattered villages, the tall trees on both sides of the road, the evening breeze blowing, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

He really wanted to be like this, he didn't have to think about anything, he didn't have to think about anything, just sit quietly in the car forever, sit quietly all the time.

The car soon drove to the outskirts of the county, and the roads became criss-crossed, and the street lights divided the night into irregular shapes.

Wu Fuyang was quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery of the night, when suddenly he only felt a strong light shining through, and he couldn't open his eyes.

He subconsciously sat up straight and raised his right hand to block it.

A deafening whistle followed.

Wu Fuyang only felt that he was thrown into darkness in an instant, and after a long time, there were sporadic sounds of people talking and noisy ambulances whistling siren......

I don't know how long it took, Wu Fuyang slowly opened his eyes, only to see the white expanse around him, and he couldn't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, east and west, north and south.

I was surprised, I saw a person appear in front of me out of thin air, snow-white skin, snow-white clothes, snow-white hair, and only a pair of eyes were black, sharp and bright.

Wu Fuyang looked at this person who was almost integrated with the environment, and countless thoughts turned in his mind, and finally he couldn't help but ask: "Hello, who are you?"

The man was silent for a moment and replied, "I am the Sword Spirit. ”

"Sword Spirit?"

Wu Fuyang tried hard to recall the name, but he didn't find the answer.

"Where is this?" Since the previous answer could not be determined, Wu Fuyang said another question in his heart.

"You and I are in the sword. ”

When Wu Fuyang heard this, he suddenly felt that his head was big. He thought he might be suffering from a nervous disorder, so he turned around and carefully surveyed his surroundings, hoping to find some basis that could provide information for judgment.

"Anyone?" Wu Fuyang shouted, "Please help me open the door!"

"Stop shouting, even if you shout in your throat, no one will hear you. The man interrupted Wu Fuyang and said, "It seems that you don't remember what happened just now. ”

As soon as Wu Fuyang was reminded, he immediately remembered it, and the broken pictures in his mind were intermittently continuous: "I remember getting on the bus after going to my mother's grave, and then I couldn't open my eyes because of the lights of the bus, and then it was pitch black in front of me, only my ears could hear the sound of others talking, and the sound of the ambulance, and then I couldn't remember." ”

The man nodded, "Yes, that's now and now, how can you have memories of things that haven't happened yet." ”

Wu Fuyang was a little crazy in his heart, and his tone became a little impatient, and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about, I have to go back to cook for my father and brother, and I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you here." ”

"You can't go back, because your soul and mine are sealed in the sword. ”

Wu Fuyang glanced at the man carefully, his eyes became a little sympathetic, and he said with great certainty: "I know who you are, you are a madman, right?"

"It seems that you have not yet accepted reality. The man shook his head and sighed, and said, "In that case, I'll help you see it clearly!"

After the man finished speaking, he took a step forward and pointed to Wu Fuyang's forehead.

Wu Fuyang hurriedly retreated, but he didn't dodge.

The man's index finger rested on Wu Fuyang's eyebrows, and he whispered, "Don't move, close your eyes!"

Wu Fuyang seemed to be under magic and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, I heard the man's voice in my ears again: "Open your eyes!"

Wu Fuyang opened his eyes and looked around. I just feel that the surrounding color is no longer so snow-white, and there is a cold bronze color behind the white, and the bronze is faintly covered with a layer of gray and black earth.

Wu Fuyang couldn't help but ask, "Where the hell is this?"

The man seemed to have seen through Wu Fuyang's thoughts, he didn't answer his question, just said, "Look outside." ”

Although Wu Fuyang didn't know what he was talking about, 'what to look at outside', he still listened to it. He cleared the distractions in his heart and tried to look into the distance.

Immediately, he saw the emerald green weeds growing on the land, the remnants of paper ashes, the blood stains on the monuments, his mother's grave, the vast fields, the bright night sky, the villages, the trees, the roads, the rivers......

He seemed to fly into the sky, looking down on the earth. It's like, becoming one with everything around you and seeing everything.

Wu Fuyang couldn't believe what was in front of him, he closed his eyes again, shook his head vigorously, and muttered, "No, no, you must have cast a spell on me!"

"I said, I'm a sword spirit!" the man said, "I am you, you are me." I am your past life and future life, and you are my present life!"

Wu Fuyang was disturbed by him, and wanted to get angry, the two had nothing to do with each other, and they owed nothing to each other, but they didn't know where to start. Although he tried his best to hold back, the anger on his face had become very obvious, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "What sword spirit, what kind of mess, what the hell am I?"

The man said, "It seems that you still don't want to give up, in that case, I'll let you understand it thoroughly." ”

After the man finished speaking, he waved his sleeves in front of Wu Fuyang. In an instant, Wu Fuyang seemed to be in the rescue room of a hospital with that person. That familiar face, the once handsome and handsome self, is lying on the operating table at the moment, and his body is full of tubes of various sizes and thicknesses.

The screen of the instrument next to him flickered constantly, and several doctors and nurses were busy around him covered in blood. There is also a little nurse who keeps going back and forth in front of the operating table, medical equipment, and medicine tables, sometimes passing through her own body.

Wu Fuyang hurriedly stepped forward and spoke loudly to the people around him, but they didn't seem to be able to hear; Wu Fuyang saw that they were ignoring him, and hurriedly reached out to pull himself up who was lying on the operating table. I saw the palm of my hand pass through the muscle of the one lying on the operating table, but I couldn't touch it.

No matter how much he shouted, the self lying on the operating table never got up.

After some time, the doctor finally stopped what he was doing.

Wu Fuyang saw that he was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse, his father Wu Long and younger brother Wu Fuming hurriedly pounced, put their mouths to the ear of himself lying on the operating table, and whispered: "Fuyang, Fuyang, wake up, wake up, wake up......"

"Brother, brother......"

Wu Long raised his body and asked the doctor, "Doctor, Fu Yang, how is my son now......

"He had severe brain and internal organ injuries and lost a lot of blood, so we gave him six bags of plasma. Although his life is saved for the time being, there is no guarantee that his condition will worsen again. The doctor paused and continued: "Also, due to the severe brain trauma of the patient, he is very likely to fall into a long-term coma, which is often referred to as a vegetative person, you must be mentally prepared!"

"Ahh

Fortunately, Wu Fuming and the doctor were quick and hurriedly held on.

"Dad——, Dad, what's wrong with you?" Wu Fuming said with a crying voice.

Wu Longqiang was in good spirits, and just struggled to stand up, the nurse's voice came from his ears: "Patient's family, the money on your card is not enough, and you will add another 100,000 yuan to the card tomorrow morning at the latest." ”

Once 100,000 yuan may not be anything in front of Wu Long, but now it has become an astronomical amount.

Wu Long's tears couldn't stop flowing down, his lips kept moving, his voice trembled, and he cried: "The ..... caused the accident, and the driver ran away." This...... So much money, I ...... Where am I going to get it?"

"We don't care about that. The nurse added, "Although we sympathize with your plight, this is the rule of the hospital, and if you don't have money, you have to stop the patient's medicine!"

Wu Fuyang was lying unconscious at this time, and stopping the drug meant giving up treatment, Wu Long couldn't bear this blow, rolled his eyes, and fainted.