The first rooster crow sounded in the morning, and Fang Du rubbed his sour eyes and got up from the bed. Yesterday, in order to buy a few catties of cheap brown rice, he walked seventy or eighty miles, and when he got home, it was already willow tops, and he ate half of the cold and hard nest indiscriminately, and then climbed on the half-collapsed kang and fell asleep. Children who don't have a father or a mother, one day at a time counts as one day.

Fang Du has lived in this place called Sanhegou since he was a child, and the person who gave this name was reluctant to use even a little thought, just because there was a small river on each side of the village, so he called it Sanhegou by chance. The people here go from sunrise to sunset, and Fang Du is no exception, he got up early this morning to go to the river to fetch water, and the crops in the field should be watered.

There was also a nest head in the cold iron pot, which was the breakfast that Fang Du had specially left. He ate it in two bites, picked up two empty buckets, and walked towards the river in a daze.

The breeze in the early morning breeze came, with a refreshing coolness, Fang Dusk's sleepy eyes were worried, and he set off towards his goal step by step. The surrounding fields were lush and green, and Fang Du thought in his heart, watering it twice, and the green ears of wheat would be filled, full, and ripe, and when the wheat was dried and stored, there would be more than half a year's ration.

As for the remaining half a year, Fang Du couldn't help but feel worried. There are many people in the village and there is little land, and there is only a small amount that can be distributed to him, and even his own rations cannot be guaranteed. Fang Dui was young and fast, thinking that he had already arrived at the river.

Speaking of which, these rivers have helped many people in the village, not to mention the convenience of watering the crops, but also the fish and shrimp caught from the river can be exchanged for a small jar of fine salt in the market. Fang Duan first checked the shrimp basket by the river, and there were only two or three small shrimp in it. He was disappointed and let go of the shrimp, such a good, even if he took the market, he couldn't sell it at a good price.

At this moment, Fang Duan suddenly felt that something was wrong with the flowing river. Sanhegou is located in a low-lying area, and although the water of the three rivers gushes from different directions, they all flow from high to low, from upstream to downstream. But at this moment, in front of Fang Duan, those rivers were rushing in the opposite direction at a speed that was two or three times faster than usual!

Fang Du rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the turbulent river was rolling up the large and small fish and shrimp that were panicked and out of balance, and there was also a big king who was struggling desperately with a big lid facing down! Fang Du was completely stunned, was he still in a dream, didn't he wake up?

He cautiously squatted by the river, trembling and put his hand into the water to feel the direction of the river, at this moment, a disdainful voice suddenly came from behind him, "Stupid boy, don't try, you read that right, the river is indeed flowing upstream!

Frightened and ridiculed for no reason, Fang Duan was furious, he turned around sharply, ready to teach this outrageous bastard a lesson, but found that there was no one behind him at all. He was stunned for a moment, thinking of the vision of the river flowing backwards, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, he couldn't help but think, could it be that the person who spoke just now was a ghost?

At this moment, it was already dawn, and the three singing of the golden rooster had passed, and Fang Du was not so afraid. Just as he was looking for the target to make a sound, a large gray hare, which was extremely fat and would be roasted on the fire, walked out of the woods behind him unhurriedly.

That's right, not jumping, not jumping, but using its short limbs, pacing out. When Fang Du saw the gray hare, he covered his mouth violently, not knowing whether he was afraid to scream or laugh.

"Are you talking to me?" Fang Du suddenly burst into excitement, squatted down and said to the gray rabbit with a smile on his face, "I have delicious carrots at home, do you want to eat them?" Who expected that the big gray rabbit's grinning three-petaled mouth picked up disdainfully, and sneered at his ears, "If you want to beat my idea, you must first hide the greedy look on your face, hmph! I'm not afraid to tell you, this day is going to change, you better run for your life!" After saying that, the big gray rabbit had already turned around and burrowed into the woods, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fang Dusk looked up at the clear blue sky, there was not a trace of clouds as far as the eye could see, it seemed that it was also a good day today, but the rabbit said that the sky was going to change. He suddenly realized what the big gray rabbit meant by "changing the sky", the river was flowing backwards, and the beast was spitting out words, it seemed that the world was going to be in chaos, and he had to get out of here quickly!

Thinking of this, Fang Duan picked up two empty barrels and ran home like a gust of wind. The family was poor and had nothing of value, so he hurriedly took out an old bag and wrapped a few clothes, tied the courtyard gate with a straw rope, and went into the city along the only path out of the village.

At this moment, Fang Du can only think of Yixi City, which is more than fifty miles away from the village, and it is said that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, but Yixi City is different, although it is far away from the imperial city, it is the place where the saint is born today. "Name this place personally.

It is said that the people of Yixi City are outstanding, and it is not completely unreasonable. There are almost all the immortal cultivation sects in the world gathered here, walking in the streets and alleys of Yixi City, you can see the immortal cultivation disciples walking with the sword everywhere, as if in a fairyland. Fang Duan felt for no reason that as long as he arrived in this fairy-like place, even if the sky fell, he would be able to save this little life.

At three o'clock in the morning, Fang Du finally stood on the most lively street market in Yixi City. There are many businessmen here, and it is very lively. Fine silk satin and rare treasures are randomly placed on the street stalls, like Chinese cabbage. Most of the treasures that are placed on the shelves of shops are treasures used by immortal cultivators.

Fang Du clutched the shabby burden in his arms tightly, only to feel that his two eyes were not enough, everything was fresh and fun. At this moment, a little girl in a red dress with a double bun rushed out of the stab, shouting anxiously, "Don't run, you wait for me!"

Passers-by turned around one after another, and when they saw that she was chasing a little squirrel that was on fire, instead of a lover who had fled from the desert, the corners of their mouths unconsciously skimmed downward, and they turned back without interest and continued to walk. It was the first time for Fang Du to encounter such a strange thing, and he was stunned for a while. The little squirrel that was full of fire turned a pair of little eyes around twice, and actually threw off everyone and crashed straight towards Fang Dusk!

"Don't, don't come here!" Fang Dui was suddenly so frightened that the three souls were gone, and he turned around and fled. But he was a step slower, and the little squirrel kicked his shoulder with its hind legs, and with the force of the rebound, it jumped up to the eaves of the street shop, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. And the patched old clothes on Fang Dui's body were ignited by the flames on his body, and they were instantly burned into a fireball!