(Inscription: Do you yearn for a life of different talents?) Ordinary people almost always want to be able to have human-like abilities.) The protagonists in many fantasy novels often have enviable adventures as soon as they appear, possess all kinds of magical abilities, and then gradually realize the wishes that ordinary people once had in their daydreams. However, in reality, if this kind of thing does happen to you, you may find that the situation is not as rosy as you imagined. Because the laws of nature are fair, and do not favor one person in particular. ）

My name is Shi Ye, and I have lived in Shizhu Village at the foot of Zhaoting Mountain, forty miles northeast of Wucheng City, since I was a child. The friends in the village all said that I was a wild child picked up from the cracks in the stones, and I was always a little estranged from me. I asked my parents about this and they all laughed and told me that of course not. The other children didn't want to approach me, except for my sister. But I didn't think I was anything special at the time, and it wasn't until I was sensible and looked back that I realized that I was really special when I was a child.

The first thing that was special about me when I was a child was that I was always able to see things that others couldn't. Now there is a saying that when people are young, their hearts are pure, their eyes are very bright, and they can see many things that adults can't see, but they won't keep this memory when they reach adulthood. Unlike me, this memory has always been clear.

I remember when I was seven years old, one evening at the entrance of the village I was playing and saw the three masters at the east end of the village coming over with crutches. When the third master passed by me, I greeted him politely. But the third master didn't answer, just looked at me very strangely, sighed softly, and then walked alone to Zhaoting Mountain outside the village. When I went home, I met Shi Xiaosan, the grandson of the third master, and told him that his grandfather had gone up the mountain alone, and it was almost dark, and I was afraid that he would be in danger. However, Shi Xiaosan said that his grandfather had been lying at home for the past few days, how could he get up! When I returned to the village with Shi Xiaosan, I heard crying from his house from a distance, and I asked the adults to find out that the third master had left this evening. "Gone" in the Wucheng dialect means death, and in the local dialect, there is a euphemism for death, which is "going up the mountain". I didn't tell anyone about this matter, only Shi Xiaosan and I knew.

The second thing that was special about me when I was a child was that I was always able to foresee what was going to happen. I remember when I was five years old, one day I was playing in the mud outside the courtyard wall of the village chief's house, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong behind me, and I always felt that something was going to happen and that it was safe to leave. I got up and ran away quickly, and not far from where I had just run, the earthen wall, which was a foot thick and more than a man high, collapsed silently, and smashed right where I had just been crouching.

Speaking of which, some people may envy my special talent, because it is considered a very lucky good thing in the eyes of people, for example, I can go to stock trading and use magical hunches to make a lot of money. It's a pity that the actual situation is not as simple as everyone thinks, although I often have a hunch to guess what is going to happen. But I can't decide what I have a premonition, and I can't have a premonition of the whole process of what happens, so it's of little practical use to me.

Here's another example. When I was six years old, in the summer of the Qingyi River in front of Dashui Village in Wucheng City, the water level almost rose to the edge of the grove outside the village. The night before, I had a dream in which a lot of big fish jumped out of the river and landed on the shore. I knew it was another clear premonition, so the next day I took the basket to the woods and waited to catch the fish. Indeed, some fish jumped out of the river into the woods, and I caught several large fish and put them in the basket. When he was happy, he accidentally bumped into a tree and alarmed a group of wasps on the tree. As a result, I was unlucky to be stung by a wasp, and not only did I not catch the fish, but I also lost the fish basket. I could have a premonition that fish would come ashore, but I couldn't predict a wasp in the trees, so it's hard to say whether that was good or bad. But this time it wasn't all unfortunate, and soon after I got home, I found myself cured of my long-treated arthritis, and I don't know if it had anything to do with a hornet sting.

Speaking of arthritis, I have always been frail and sickly when I was a child, and my body has not been very well, and it is a miracle that I survived. This is also thanks to Grandpa Jin in the village, who often comes to see me. Almost all the men in our Shizhu Village have the surname Shi, and there is only one family with a foreign surname, Grandpa Jin. This situation is often very ostracized in the local area, but Grandpa Jin is an exception, he is respected by the whole village, because he is the best doctor within a radius of ten miles. Grandpa Jin did not open a medical clinic, but gave free medical treatment to people who came to seek medical treatment, mainly using acupuncture and herbs collected by himself. The twist of my childhood bizarre experience has a lot to do with Grandpa Kim.

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It was the summer when I was eight years old, and one day the children of the village went to bathe in the pond together, and bathing was swimming and playing in the water. The water in the pond at the entrance of the village is not deep, and there are many people, and I have never heard of any danger. When I went together, I saw the appearance of the village chief's son, Shi Dongdong, and I was startled: I saw that his face was swollen and pale, and there were mud and blood stains hanging under his nose. I screamed in fright, and the people around me were startled by my screams and asked me what was wrong. I rubbed my eyes and looked at Dongdong again, and the person standing in front of me was still a lively teenager.

I understood in that moment what was going on. At that time, I was young and didn't know how to hide it, so I pointed at Dongdong and said loudly: "Dongdong, you can't go into the water, otherwise you will drown!" All the children went into the water, and I was the only one who sat by the pond nervously. They had a great time in the water, but soon after, they heard Dongdong shouting for help, and the man involuntarily slid down to the water, unable to get up. At that time, there were a few big children who were good at water, and they wanted to go over and pull him, but they couldn't touch him underwater, and by the time the adults in the village came to fish him up, he was no longer able to do it.

I vividly remember how he lay by the pond - his face was swollen and pale, and there were mud and blood stains under his nose, just as I had seen before. Later, Dongdong's father, who was also the village chief, also came, and I always felt that his eyes on me were so uncomfortable, and the other people around me looked at me strangely.

When I got home, I told my parents about what happened during the day, and then I got sick that night. I was very sick, and I had a high fever for several days, and I kept talking nonsense. I was sent to the township health center, and the salt water did not improve for two days, and my parents had to take me home and invite Grandpa Jin. Grandpa Jin finished checking my pulse, frowned, and asked my parents what happened before I got sick, and my parents told him everything that day.

After hearing this, Grandpa Jin still frowned and said thoughtfully: "This child has a strange talent, and the future is unpredictable, but it is difficult to grow up safely if it continues like this now." My mother asked in a crying voice, "Uncle Kim, can't you do anything?" Grandpa Jin replied, "There is a way to try." But this can only have a temporary effect. My dad also said, "Don't worry about anything else, as long as he can grow up safely." Grandpa Jin sighed: "Providence is so good, I don't know if manpower can force it." This kid should try to stay away from temples and Taoist temples and other places, you have to remember. ”

After Grandpa Jin finished speaking, he carried me to the chair, opened a small box he had brought with him, took out a yellow leather scroll from the box, and unfolded it to reveal a row of gold needles. I don't know if you know about acupuncture, and now the acupuncture and moxibustion in the hospital are all disposable stainless steel needles, and in the past, the traditional Chinese medicine used silver needles, but Grandpa Jin used gold needles at that time. The gold needle is as thin as a hair, and the gold itself is very soft, and it needs to be used for acupuncture, which requires the doctor to have considerable skill, otherwise it will not be able to enter the acupuncture points at all.

I vaguely remember that Grandpa Jin placed a lot of gold needles on my temples, eyebrows, ears, top of my head, and the back of my head, and I felt that the gold needles were still slowly rotating after they were pierced, I don't know if it was an illusion or a reality. Later, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was already lying on the bed, and Grandpa Kim was gone, and my illness was cured. Since then, I have been like a different person, no longer have the same special experiences as before, no longer see things that others can't see, and lose my unusual premonitions.

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But there was always something to lose, and then I became very healthy, and I became very wise. I was the best student in our village and was admitted to the junior high school in the township. The year I graduated from junior high school, I was admitted to Wucheng Middle School, the only provincial key in Wucheng City, with the first place in the township, and I was the first child in the village to be admitted to Wucheng Middle School.

I am the first place in our township, but far from the first place in Wucheng Middle School. Wucheng City has a total of Xuande, Guangji, Zixi, Zuming, Maoling, Langgong six counties with a population of millions, but there is such a provincial key middle school, and the planned enrollment is only four classes of more than 200 people, and the rest are sponsored or arranged by other students. I was a very ordinary student in the fourth class of high school, and I was obviously older. High school started in September, and I was about to turn 18 in October of that year.

Wucheng Middle School is a mysterious place for me, it has a history of 100 years, and there are even 1,000-year-old monuments on campus. If I had followed the normal path, I would probably have finished high school in peace, then went to college, and found a job after graduating from college, and lived my life in peace. But all this was changed at dusk, like opening Pandora's box, and the strange feeling that had been sealed for many years returned, all because of a strange mirror.

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It was one day in October, just before dinner on Sunday. I was already familiar with my classmates at the time, and because of my age, I was the boss of the dormitory. Eight of our dorm mates played soccer on the playground and in the dormitory next door. I was in a state of high spirits, rushing towards the two-brick goal, and the ball flew in a long arc and landed under the Champion Bridge outside the south gate of the school. Now everybody stopped and looked at me, I needed someone to pick the ball, and of course I was going to pick the ball.

Here we need to introduce the Zhuangyuan Bridge. Zhuangyuan Bridge is a thousand-year-old bridge, made of white stone, there are three stone arches under the bridge, due to the age, the stone railing on the bridge has long been gone. It is said that this bridge was built during the Northern Song Dynasty to commemorate a local champion surnamed Mei. The peculiarity of the bridge is that it was not built on any river, but a deep pond was dug in a clearing lot, surrounded by bluestone, and the pond was semi-circular, with a stone bridge in the middle. The bridge faces the south fence of our school, and the pond is part of the school boundary. The water under the bridge may have been deep hundreds of years ago, but now it is close to dry, and in some places the damp bottom of the pool is exposed.

The bluestone on the shore of the pond is four or five meters high, and people can't go down, but on a certain stone wall, I don't know what age grows a camphor tree, and the branches and leaves are very luxuriant. You can climb up to a height of more than a meter from the bottom of the pool, and that's how I went down. Descending to the bottom of the Champion Bridge, he picked up the ball in the pool more than a palm deep, and was about to go back, but a round corner was revealed between the silt, and something was half-buried in the aquatic weeds. I pulled it out and soaked it in the water, and it looked like an ancient mirror. This mirror is only the size of a bowl, and it seems to be bronze, and the back is carved with many strange patterns, and there are already many green embroidery marks. However, when you turn over the front, it is extremely smooth and flat, without any embroidery, not even a scratch, just like a freshly polished mirror, which can clearly reflect everything on the opposite side.

That night, during self-study, I was still sitting in my seat playing with this ancient mirror that I occasionally obtained. Shang Yunfei, a classmate, walked past me, saw the mirror in my hand, his eyes were very strange, he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything, and walked straight over.

Shang Yunfei is a celebrity in our school, and one of the "two big heroes" in the first and fourth classes of our senior high school. The so-called "骛" is the meaning of "骛" of "good lofty and far". Shang Yunfei is two years younger than me, but he has a very special background, he is a disciple of the Tibetan secret monk Master Geju Jizan. This master was originally worshipped in the western Sichuan area, but after the temple was destroyed, his old man somehow traveled to Wucheng City and settled in the Huangmiao Guangjiao Temple, 20 miles east of Wucheng City. When Guangjiao Temple was at its most depressed, there was only one monk left like him. Yunfei's family lives next to Guangjiao Temple, and his parents usually help this old monk, and Shang Yunfei also likes to go to the temple to play with the old monk since he was a child.

After the reform and opening up, the state implemented the religious policy, and Master Geju Jizan had a status again. The government funded the rebuilding of Guangjiao Temple, and Master Xianghuo Youjian Xingsheng was worshiped as a guru by countless believers, and became the president of the Wucheng Buddhist Association and the vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. At that time, the master said to Shang Yunfei's parents that he wanted to accept Yunfei as a disciple, and felt that his qualifications and understanding were good. Shang Yunfei's parents agreed, so Shang Yunfei became a Buddhist at a young age, but he was not ordained. Later, Yunfei was admitted to Wucheng Middle School, and Fang Zhouzi, the director of the school's teaching office, heard that a student believed in Buddhism and challenged his ideological and political work, so he called Shang Yunfei and his parents to reprimand. This training did not matter, angered the old lama, and the old man criticized the leadership team of Wucheng Middle School through the CPPCC, and finally Director Fang apologized and said that he would not interfere with Shang Yunfei's cultivation of Buddhism. However, although Director Fang Zhouzi apologized, he still warned other students in private not to learn from Shang Yunfei. Shang Yunfei became famous in school and was known as "Dangren".

In addition to Yunfei, another "horseman" in our class is called Feng Junzi. The Wind Gentleman is three years younger than me, and he will not turn fifteen until December. The name of the Wind Gentleman makes people feel very strange, and it is said that he came up with it himself when he was in school. There are really all kinds of people, and there are parents who let their children name their own. I know a little about Shang Yunfei's origins, but I don't know very well why Feng Junzi is also called "Gentleman". I was thinking about the Wind Gentleman occasionally looking out of the window on the second floor, and I saw the Wind Gentleman coming from the west gate. I saw that the gentleman was carrying a black leatherette briefcase in his right hand, like a cadre going to the countryside, holding a purple sand teapot in his left hand, like an old man who walked in a park, dangling his square steps, like a housewife visiting the market, with a gold wire color-changing mirror on the bridge of his nose, like a third-rate tabloid reporter. In a word, how do you look like a high school student? Our school stipulates that students from surrounding counties and townships must study at night, while day students who live in Wucheng can study at home at home or go to school. However, most of the day students do not come, except for the Wind Gentleman.

The figure of the gentleman walked into the teaching building, and I continued to bow my head and play with the ancient mirror. The mirror was a clear reflection of everything in the classroom, and I looked at it, and suddenly something was wrong - there was another person in the classroom that I didn't know! This person was sitting behind me, and it looked like a teenage boy in a gray-blue khaki dress, dressed very plainly, as if it had been decades ago. I glanced back at the seat behind me, there was nothing! it was the seat of the Wind Gentleman, and his tablemate Zhou Song was doing his homework there, and he didn't seem to feel anything next to him.

I looked at it again, and it was clear that there was a little boy sitting in the seat of the Wind Gentleman, his pale face was dazed, and he seemed to be out of step with everything around him. I could see it in the mirror, but when I looked back with my eyes, I couldn't see the person! I felt a tingling of my scalp, and this strange scene awakened the memory that I had been in the dust for ten years, and this time because of this strange mirror! Just when I was surprised, the Wind Gentleman had already walked into the classroom.

I felt a little nervous for some reason, and I didn't dare to raise my eyes to look directly at the wind gentleman, thinking in my heart what would happen to him if he sat in that seat, but it didn't make me worry. The Wind Gentleman paced all the way past me, to his seat, and then turned and sat down, but not in his seat! Feng Junzi sat in the seat of Ji Xiaoyu, another day girl, Ji Xiaoyu usually does not come to study at night, her tablemate Tian Wei is a boarding student, and she is now sitting in the seat reading a book.

Now it's time to introduce our classrooms. As in the familiar classroom, there are four rows of desks, which is four small groups. I was in a group with the Wind Gentleman, and I sat in the third row, and he sat in the fourth row. Now our group sits by the window on the right, however, this position is not fixed, and each group has to rotate seats once a week. Another feature of the classroom is that boys and boys share the table, and girls and girls share the table, which is a unique arrangement that is unique to high school, and it is said to prevent early love.

Nowadays, it has become commonplace for high school students to engage in objects, but in the late 80s and 90s of the last century, junior high school students' early love was still a flood of fierce beasts, and the teachers at all levels should strictly guard against the disaster and do everything possible to nip it in the bud. High school is the age when love begins to begin, so boys and girls are not allowed to share the same table to prevent long-term love. In such an environment, even the normal speech and interaction between boys and girls seems strange. However, Feng Junzi sat next to Tian Wei in a big way, as if he was sitting in his own seat, and after sitting down, he put the teapot on the table and took out the book from his briefcase to read.

The abnormal behavior of the Wind Gentleman immediately attracted the attention of the whole class, and they all put down the book and looked here, while whispering quietly. Tian Wei's face was a little unbearable, in order to get rid of her "suspicion" of approaching Feng Junzi, she deliberately coughed and made a loud noise on the desk, and then opened her round eyes and glared at Feng Junzi fiercely. Feng Junzi put down the book, his face did not change, he smiled toothily and nodded at Tian Wei, just like Tian Wei just glared at him and greeted him very friendly, and then said softly: "Tian Wei, I sit next to you and read the book for a while, don't you mind?"

Tian Wei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his face suddenly turned red unhappily, and he lowered his head to read the book and no longer paid attention to the gentleman. I estimate that all the boys in the class are admiring the courage of the gentleman at this time, and they show their love to Tian Wei when the teacher is not there - Tian Wei and her tablemate Ji Xiaoyu are the two major classes in our class, and many boys have coveted it for a long time, but they can't find a chance to get close. But my feeling is different from others, I wonder why the Wind Gentleman so coincidentally avoided his seat, could it be that he also saw the little boy that no one else could see?