Chapter Forty-Seven: Five Years Have Been Passed in the Blink of an Eye
But after Tian Ming asked the figure in the river, he saw that the other party also opened his mouth to ask himself; Tian Ming was surprised for a while, and quickly turned around, and saw that there was no one beside him; but when he looked at the river once, the figure was still there; Tian Ming raised his hand and found that the people in the river were the same; "Is this himself?" After seeing this situation, Tian Ming suddenly understood, and then exclaimed. "Am I dreaming? It's only been half a day, why would I be like this?"
When Tian Ming asked himself in a panic, he quickly raised his hand and "snapped" and a soft sound sounded; I saw Tian Ming slap himself in the mouth; he thought that he was dreaming and wanted to wake himself up so that he would not let himself sink into this nightmare; after his hand was raised, Tian Ming only felt a hot pain in his cheek;
"How can it hurt?" Tian Ming, who slapped himself, actually felt the pain in his cheeks, and immediately woke up, saying to himself, "It's not a dream, it's true."
"How can this be? What happened?" Speaking of this, Tian Ming suddenly remembered what the Sword God said to himself, he had to prepare himself mentally, and at this time, Tian Ming understood what the Sword God meant. This situation was indeed difficult for him to accept for a while, maybe Tian Ming's psychological tolerance was okay, and then he took a deep breath, stopped washing his face, and hurriedly ran to his own home in the village.
Because he didn't know what was going on with him, and he was afraid that his parents would be worried, he didn't think much about it, so he ran into the village and came to his house at a gallop, and saw that the gate of his yard was locked, and the door panel was dilapidated, and it looked like no one had lived in it for a long time. Tian Ming came to the crooked-necked willow tree next to his yard, and saw that the old willow tree was even more crooked than before, and it was much older, like a dying old man bending over with a cane.
Tian Ming lightly jumped on the willow tree and looked into the yard of his house, hoping to see his parents, but he was disappointed in the end, the house was still empty, there was nothing, not only did he not have his parents, but even some of the most commonly used tools of hunters could not be seen in the yard;
Tian Ming jumped off the willow tree, but he did not enter the courtyard, but wandered around the small Tianjiazhuang, because he found that the road in the village was very clean, as if someone was cleaning it every day.
Tian Ming walked slowly on the road in the Zhuangzi like this, walked through the courtyard of the uncle's house and saw that the courtyard door was locked, the courtyard door of the second uncle's house was locked, the third master's house was the same, and every family was like this; when Tian Ming was almost finished walking the whole village, he saw a person in the distance on the road, who was holding a broom at the moment, sweeping the leaves blown down by the wind in the middle of the road;
Tian Ming looked from behind him and saw that he was very thin, which gave Tian Ming a feeling of weakness. Tian Ming was sad for a while, because Tian Ming looked at his back, and suddenly felt that his figure was very much like a person, that is, the very annoying, very narcissistic, obese Brother Xiangyang; although the two were much different, but Tian Ming felt that he was alone.
Tian Ming looked at the thin figure, and then slowly walked to a place not far from him and stood still, and shouted softly: "Brother Xiangyang, is it you?"
I saw that the body of the person who was sweeping the floor shook suddenly, and the hand waving the broom stopped, and then muttered, "Are you hallucinating again?"
"Is there a hallucination again?" After Tian Ming heard his words, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart; imagine in his heart, under what circumstances a person would have hallucinations, and they would appear again; just as Tian Ming was pondering, the sweeping back said something that Tian Ming was unacceptable: "Brother Tian Ming, it's been five years, if you don't come back, you Brother Xiangyang, I really can't hold on."
As soon as Tian Ming heard the insistence, he immediately shouted, "Brother Xiangyang is really you, I'm back," and then asked, "What happened in our village?
After listening to Tian Ming's shouting, the thin man froze again, slowly turned around, and looked at Tian Ming, and Tian Ming also looked at him, only to see that the current Brother Xiang Yang was yellow muscles, his face was full of blood, and the fat body before had disappeared;
"Brother Tian Ming, you're back;" I only heard Xiang Yang finish speaking, he sat down on the ground, and a big man actually cried somewhere; the cry was so miserable that people heard it cry; Tian Ming was sad when he heard it;
Tian Ming half-knelt on the ground, held Xiang Yang's shoulder with his hand and asked, "Brother Xiang Yang, what happened in Zhuangzi, don't cry first, tell me quickly" I saw that after Tian Ming finished speaking, his eyes were blurred and his nose was slightly red, and he made a crying voice in his throat and asked, "How did you become like this?"
Xiang Yang, who had been crying for a while, slowly stopped crying, sobbed twice, and looked at Tian Ming; And its long hair goes up to the waist and falls behind it. The face is a little more mature, and a little less immature. And his clothes also seemed extremely ill-fitting.
Xiang Yang looked at Tian Ming's strange outfit and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Brother Tian Ming." Where have you been for the past five years?"
As soon as Tian Ming heard Xiang Yang's question, he slowly stood up, looked up at the sky, and whispered, "It's been five years in the blink of an eye."