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Chapter 5 Where is Home

Chapter 5 Where is Home
The sun has gradually set to the west, the cicadas and birds singing around seem to be weak, and these little things seem to be sleepy.Yang Zhen looked down at the grass, silent.

At this moment, Tie Zhu looked up at the sky:
"Little Shitou, it's getting late, I have to go to the city again to find something to eat."

"Ah," Yang Zhen woke up from contemplation, "Brother Tie Zhu, I want to stay here for a while, or you can go first."

"Okay, here is not far from the Taoist temple, you can go back later. I have to leave quickly."

After Tie Zhu finished speaking, he turned and left.Yang Zhen watched him hurrying over the slope, and was moved in her heart, and suddenly shouted:
"Brother Tie Zhu... Tomorrow... I will go to the city with you... to find something to eat!"

"Okay!" The voice came from afar, Tie Zhu raised his hand and disappeared behind the mountain.

Yang Zhen continued to look at the piece of grass in front of her, and continued her thoughts just now:

"First of all, there is no problem with what Tie Zhu said. 'I' should have rolled down this hillside, and there are broken branches here to prove it. Secondly, when 'I' fell, I must have I didn’t hit this rock... As for why I fell on the rock afterwards... It should be 'I' who got up first, and then fainted... This is not right, this stone is quite knocking, even if I fainted , will also be bleeding... Could it be that 'I' found something, so I crawled to the stone, leaned on it and passed out... Is it poisoning?"

I was poisoned to death?Yang Zhen shivered, and quickly looked at her palms. She had washed her hands by the well just now, her hands were pale and slender, and the blue blood vessels under her skin could be seen.It doesn't look like poisoning at all.

It is also possible that... fainted from hunger by the stone, was hungry and tired, and then died suddenly by leaning against the stone... This inference seems more reliable... However, although I was hungry, I didn't look skinny, nor Just not hungry enough.If he was an old man, he might be so hungry and tired that he would go into shock twice, but a child would not...unless this body has some underlying disease? ...that would be bad luck.

Forget it, don't think about it, no matter how much you think about it, you can't go back, just let fate.

Yang Zhen smiled and decided not to think about it anymore.However, the remaining little curiosity still drove him to walk in front of the stone, look left and right, the stone is ordinary.He tried to push it, but found that the stone was not heavy, and he slowly pushed it aside, revealing something underneath.

Pressed under the stone is a small pebble, the size of a thumb, flat, blue-gray, and it looks like a part of the big stone that fell from it.The small stone was round and smooth, and it felt heavy when held in the hand. When I pushed it hard to the side with both hands, it was hard and hard.

interesting!
Your name is Xiaoshi, and you were found in the place where you died. This is also fate, so I will keep it as a souvenir!
Yang Zhen put the little stone into her arms, stood up, followed the direction Tie Zhu had just walked, and left this place.

There was a path on the hillside, and it was along this path that they came here.One side of the path leads to the Taoist temple, and the other side stretches to nowhere.

"I" should have come from here that day...Yang Zhen made an estimate, it was about two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it was still early, and there was nothing to do when I went back, so why not take a walk in the opposite direction of the Taoist temple? , and perhaps discover something more.

The path is about as wide as one person, and it can be seen that few people walk usually, and many places have been occupied by weeds on both sides of the road.The mountain road is winding, and there is a forest in front of it. The sun shines through the layers of leaves.

After walking half a mile forward, there was a muffled booming sound ahead, like the sound of a waterfall.Yang Zhen liked to travel in her previous life, and she has seen many famous mountains and rivers, waterfalls and springs.

Maybe this waterfall can let me identify where it is, Yang Zhen thought of this, and couldn't help but keep going forward.

After walking for a while, the roar was getting closer and closer, as if it was right next to my ears.Turning over a gentle slope, you have come out of the woods.The location of the sound was also suddenly revealed in front of Yang Zhen.

That is not a waterfall, but a turbulent river, at the foot of the mountain where I am.The river is mighty and mighty, galloping to the distance where you can't see the end.The surface of the river is even wider, and only some shadows on the other side can be vaguely seen from this mountain.

However, this is not what surprised Yang Zhen the most. What really surprised Yang Zhen was a bridge.On this river, which is three or four times wider than the Yangtze River in the previous life, there is a bridge, like a giant dragon, across the river, connecting the sky, and extending to the far opposite bank.

There is no such wide river on earth!The ancients on earth could not accomplish such a feat!

Yang Zhen finally realized at this moment: This is not the earth, what she is in is a world completely different from the ancient earth!
Yang Zhen is a college student at the end of the last century, and has not been influenced by the vigorous tide of time-traveling at the beginning of the 21st century. That is to say, his understanding of time-traveling is not even as good as that of a middle school student 20 years later.In terms of adapting to the new identity, it is far less comfortable than those who traveled through the army in later generations.

The only time traveler he knew was Xiang Shaolong from "Looking for the Qin", so in his heart, he always thought that he had returned to the ancient earth.Although it is not a familiar scenery, familiar life, or familiar people, as long as you are on the earth, you are still in your hometown.

The place where the heart is at ease is the hometown!

Even if you die in the future, you still have the hope of dreaming back a thousand years and returning your soul.

But now, he is actually in a completely different world, a world that is thousands of millions of kilometers away from his hometown Earth and separated by countless starry skies!At this moment, Yang Zhen felt completely alone, like a fish leaving her familiar water and Maemi being sent to a desolate desert.It was a bewildered, utterly abandoned loneliness!

Where is home?

Where am I?

Can I go back?

Yang Zhen felt that all the strength in her body had disappeared.He sat down slumped, looking at the big river below the mountain, motionless and silent for a long time...

……

There are dozens of fishing boats, large and small, on the river.

These fishing boats are all close to the river bank, and not too far from the bank. The farthest one probably sailed a hundred feet to the center of the river. Compared with the vast river, this distance is almost insignificant.The river is turbulent, the waves are turbulent, and the fishing boats are up and down. From time to time, some people throw fishing nets into the river, and some people are picking up their harvest.

Yang Zhen kept looking at these, and her gloomy and depressed mood gradually improved.As long as he works hard, like these fishermen, he will be able to live well in this strange foreign land!

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations from the river, and a big fish came out of a fishing boat amidst the mountainous swell.The fish seemed to be half the size of a boat, and its head took up half of its body. It opened its mouth wide and sucked at the fisherman on the boat, and the man flew towards the fish's head involuntarily!
The fisherman was not defenseless, he was holding a harpoon in his hand, although his body was in the air, the harpoon was already sticking to his head and pointed upwards, obviously he wanted to fight this big fish to the death.But the fish flashed dexterously, and the wave it brought rolled towards the fisherman, and he was thrown into the river, and disappeared in the water in an instant...

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