Chapter 112: Floating Dreams

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Li Qingshan thought for a while, but he was at a loss to no avail, why am I in the center of this desert?

As soon as his heart moved, he looked inwardly at the sea of divine soul consciousness, but there was nothing in it, as if something was missing, and the heart he had just mentioned was relaxed.

However, he couldn't stay here, there was an inexplicable fear that filled his heart, urging him to hurry forward, he chose a random direction and staggered away.

There were no targets, no companions, not even enemies, but the sandstorms tightened one after another, and an inexplicable emptiness filled the heart, expanding until it was equal to the whole desert, the whole heaven and earth.

His face was rough and blank, and he could only keep moving forward, not daring to stop the next step, as if as long as he stopped, he would immediately be swallowed up by this desert, but the exhaustion became deeper and deeper, and the earth no longer gave him endless support, but pulled out his strength and soul a little.

The desert is no longer golden, the sky is no longer blue, as if it has been blown away by sandstorms.

Finally, after a sandstorm, the sun was gone, leaving only an empty white sky and an endless stretch of pale sand.

The sandstorm has subsided, the wind has disappeared, between heaven and earth, only he is still trudging hard, listening to his heavy breathing, stubbornly refusing to look back, not seeing that every step he takes, the footprints will disappear immediately, as if there has never been a zài.

Time became blurred, and suddenly, the last will, like the stone pillar, collapsed.

Finally, he fell on the desert. Perhaps this place can no longer be called a desert, there are no undulating sand dunes, only an endless paleness.

His black eyes were as blurry as frosted glass, and he looked at the blurred horizon in the distance, and the white sand surged and submerged him inch by inch.

......

Under the dark sky, the mountains are like crouching beasts. Quietly waiting for the dawn to break.

At the foot of a hill shaped like a cow is a small village.

"Little Er, hurry up!" a voice broke the silence of the whole world, and a middle-aged peasant woman bent over the bucket waist and shouted.

In a pile of hay in the cowshed, an emaciated boy woke up from his sleep and thought, "Who am I?"

Looking around the dirty cowshed, I felt the itch of mosquito bites, although it was a little uncomfortable. But it was so familiar and intimate, and he gradually woke up from the dream, but the dream was so real that it gave him a sense of inauthenticity, as if the qiē in front of him was false.

But think back to that dream. But it quickly dispersed like a puff of smoke, and he only vaguely remembered that it was a very terrible nightmare, which almost frightened him, and he felt that he couldn't wake up, so he gave up remembering.

"Where else can it be? Of course it's in our house! Xiao Er, it's going to be cold in the future. Don't sleep in the cowshed, but don't get cold, the meal is ready, go and eat!" the middle-aged peasant woman smiled. The voice was rough, but it was full of concern, which made the young man feel warm in his heart.

By the way, my name is Li Er. This is Woniu Village, and both parents are farmers in Woniu Village. However, he died at a young age, thanks to his brother and sister-in-law who took care of him and raised him like a father and mother.

He stood up, and his figure was taller than Sister-in-law Li, and Sister-in-law Li sighed: " Alas, this day flies really fast, in the blink of an eye, you are already as tall as your eldest brother, in two years you will be able to marry a wife and have children, now you have to prepare, wait for your brother to sell the cattle and come back, dismantle the cowshed, and build you a new house, not to say better than others, nor worse than others, just rely on Xiaoer you as a talent, except for the children of Steward Liu and Village Chief Li's family in the village, we will not accept anyone, oops, the water is boiling, don't be stunned, hurry up and wash your face, hurry up and eat!"

Sister-in-law Li babbled and hurried to the kitchen.

He only heard one sentence clearly, "Wait until your brother sells the cattle and comes back!"

Yes, this has been planned for a long time, and the old green cow that grew up with him, because he is too old to get off the ground, is ready to be pulled to the town to sell to the butcher, and exchange it for money to build a house for him. At that time, he was very reluctant, but he was helpless, and the farmers raised cattle, but they didn't all do this.

However, recalling Qingniu's moist eyes, he was shocked in his heart and muttered: "No, no, this is not right!"

Ran out of the cowshed, left behind Sister-in-law Li's cry, and ran away along the road to the town.

The morning breeze was blowing, with a refreshing smell of grass and trees, almost drowning this mountain path, he walked like a fly, with countless crystal dewdrops, but after all, he had not eaten, and the nightmare seemed to consume too much of his body, and he soon felt tired, but there was an indescribable impulse urging him: "Go, go, get the cow back!"

Turning a corner, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, it was a middle-aged farmer with a simple face.

He hurriedly stopped, grabbed the middle-aged farmer's shoulder and asked, "Big brother, where are the cows?"

"Xiao Er, you come to pick me up, the cow has been sold, look, the money is here, a full eleven taels of silver, you can build a house and marry a daughter-in-law, all of them are enough. Brother Li patted the blanket on his shoulders and smiled honestly.

"Cattle can't be sold, can't be sold, I don't want to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law!" he said with an anxious look on his face and incoherently.

"I know you have a relationship with that old cow, and so does my brother, but this is also its fate, we can't bury him in the ground!" Brother Li looked gloomy and patted him on the shoulder.

"Where's the cow!" he shouted in a hurry.

"It's already killed, it's too late for you to go, let's go home!" Brother Li said.

"Kill, kill, kill......"

His mind banged, as if something was broken, he was dragged by Brother Li towards home, and returned to Woniu Village unconsciously, the hard-working villagers had all gotten up, and they greeted each other, every face was extremely familiar, and Brother Li also replied with a smile.

Passing by a blue brick house, a black hole in the door, there is a statue of a god on the altar, an old woman in bright clothes is worshipping the statue, she is the goddess in the village, a qiē wedding and funeral, funeral sacrifice depends on her, and she also knows how to divinate and exorcise ghosts, which is very effective, and is very prestigious in ten miles and eight villages. She heard the movement and turned back with a kind smile.

The voice in his heart sounded again, and he suddenly broke free from Brother Li, rushed into the house of the goddess, and bypassed the shrine to the back of the house, which was a green vegetable field.

He walked towards a position that seemed to be engraved in his soul, digging up regardless of qiē, feeling that the blood was boiling all over his body, his hands turned up the wet soil, and he didn't realize that his fingers were injured by the broken stones, Brother Li's exclamation and the question of the goddess seemed to come from a very far away, at this moment, he felt that he was extremely close to the truth.

Suddenly, a touch of white appeared in front of him, his eyes widened, and his voice trembled: "Found it!"