Grumpy Cat's Way Home

The three of them walked for more than ten days and came to a small village at the foot of the mountain. According to Yan Bing, they could enter the sphere of influence of Shimen after walking for two more days.

"Well, in two days, my mission will be completed." Song Xi let out a long sigh of relief, thinking about which direction to go next.

"Go to the teacher's gate and sit down. Besides, Xingxing may be able to join the teacher's school." Yan Bing stayed with Song Xi and the others these days, watching Xingxing study hard every day, and knowing her goal, she made this suggestion.

"Yes, Song Xi, let's go and have a look together." Xing Xing was happy in his heart, hoping to be with Song Xi.

"Okay", Song Xi also wanted to see what Yan Bing's division looked like.

Entering the village, under the guidance of the villagers, I stayed at a family with a vacant house.

Song Xi regained his human appearance. The owner of the house was an old woman who had a son. Song Xi and the others entered the house.Up to now, only the grandma has talked to three people, making arrangements back and forth.

Song Xi glanced at his son who was sitting at the door without saying a word, not moving at all, and walked into the kitchen to help.

"Ma'am, come and cook, I'll light the fire."

"Girl, how can I keep you busy." The aunt was embarrassed, she stretched her neck and looked out the door, "Qiangzi, come and light the fire."

The person at the door didn't respond or move.

The aunt sneered, "I don't know what's going on with this kid. He suddenly seems to be a different person these two days. He just sits around all day and doesn't do anything." The aunt seemed to explain the child's lack of cooperation to the guests.

"It's okay, I like to light a fire, and it doesn't take much effort." Song Xi comforted.

The aunt said while cooking, "This child was not like this before. He did everything he saw without telling him anything."

"Maybe I have something on my mind recently, big guy." Song Xi analyzed.

"What can he have on his mind, he doesn't even have a girl to hang out with." The aunt complained.

Maybe it's because he didn't have anything on his mind, Song Xi thought to himself.

"I went to the mountain to cut firewood a few days ago, and I didn't come back for a few days. I was in a hurry. Fortunately, I came back without any accident, so I just got used to him."

There was no wound on the son's body, Song Xi felt that he had not encountered any danger.

"Did he tell you what happened to you in the past few days when he came back?"

"No, I haven't spoken since I came back."

"Aside from not talking or doing anything, is there anything else special?"

The aunt thought about it and shook her head.

While talking, the dishes were cooked.

The dishes and chopsticks were also placed on the table, and everyone sat down around the table to eat.

The aunt called her son to eat, and the son stood up and came to the dinner table.

Compared with other people who ate slowly and gracefully, my son finished the whole dinner in two or three strokes, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and sat back in front of the door.

The rice is still eaten, it seems that there is no problem.

Song Xi searched without any trace, but found no aura of monsters or ghosts.

This is also strange.

Song Xi, who couldn't find the problem, had no choice but to attribute it to a sudden change in his personality.

She, an outsider, couldn't take the initiative to intervene in this kind of matter.

After eating, the three of them were also tired, so they took a rest early.

A quiet night until dawn.

After saying goodbye to the auntie early in the morning, the three of them continued on their way.

After all, the son's matter was just a trivial matter, and everyone quickly left it behind.

Two days later.

Standing in front of Yan Bing's Shimen mountain gate, Song Xi and Xing Xing saw countless stairs going up along the mountain road.

The majestic pavilions are looming in the mountains, and some people fly by with swords in the mountains.

It's actually not a small sect of cultivating immortals.

"Wow, your master is so imposing."

Xing Xing was very surprised when he saw it. If such a great sect could take him in, then his cultivation path would be smooth.

"That is, it is said that our earliest master has already ascended to the fairy world, and now he is a god in the fairy world."

"Go, I'll take you to the master's place, and I beg the master to take you in." As for Song Xi, he made it clear before that he likes to be a casual cultivator.

Xingxing pulled the two of them towards the tallest building.

Going around east and west, finally stopped at the entrance of a large hall.

"It's here." Yan Bing changed back to a woman's figure, Xing Xing saw it, and she guessed it was right, it was a woman.

Song Xi was no longer surprised because of that kick.

"Master, the task has been completed, and the disciple is coming back to report." Yan Bing said loudly.

The door of the main hall creaked open, Song Xi only saw a screen standing at the door, and vaguely saw a person sitting on a high seat inside.

"You did a good job this time." The people inside praised Yan Bing, and Yan Bing had a happy smile on his face.

"Master, I have a friend, Tang Xingxing, who wants to become a teacher, so please take him in." Yan Bing pointed at Xingxing.

The people inside were silent for a while, and then replied: "Yes. Tang Xingxing stays here, you can take him to Huixian Cave."

"Yes."

Xing Xing's face was full of smiles, and Song Xi was also happy.

"Song Xi, please." Yan Bing made a gesture of please.

Will fairy cave?
Is it a place to meet immortals and entertain guests?Song Xi nodded and followed.

Along the way, Yan Bing introduced to Song Xi what he had seen along the way, and soon came to a cave.

The Dongfu is not connected with other buildings, but far away from the main buildings. In a forest, woodcutters can be seen cutting firewood not far away.

The ground in the entire cave is a circular stone platform, and the surroundings of the stone platform are carved with all kinds of immortals flying to the sky, which are lifelike.

"This is called returning to Xiantai. If you were a fairy in your previous life or a certain life, you can see yourself when you were a fairy after standing on it." Yan Bing introduced.

"Have you seen it?" Song Xi asked Yan Bing.

Yan Bing shook his head, "Our brothers and sisters have all tried it, and none of them are. The road to cultivating immortality is long, and everyone can only take it step by step."

"I really envy those who reach the sky in one step."

"Master asked me to take you to try it too. I don't know if you would like it." Yan Bing said, "It is said that an ordinary person broke into this cave 300 years ago, and after the test, he flew away on the spot."

"But I wasn't born at that time, so I didn't see it in person."

"It is recorded in the classics of the Cangjing Pavilion that if you are an immortal, you need to go through some tempering to restore your original body, and the process may be very hard."

Song Xi didn't think he would be a fairy, but since he came here, if there is a chance, as a fairy, will he have the ability to cross the two worlds and return to the original world?

She nodded and stood up.

Three breaths later, just as Song Xi stepped forward to get down, the stone platform was suddenly enveloped by light curtains all around, and hit the light curtain, like a wall of iron and steel.

There was a restless sonic sound in his head, and the sound became louder and louder, stirring up his brain like a sea of ​​water.

Terrible, the person was about to die, Song Xi endured the severe pain and quickly reached out to grab the fox's little elephant. Just as his hand reached into the space, his eyes went dark, and he fell down.

Yan Bing, who was outside, saw the sudden vision in front of him, and was stunned on the spot. When he came back to his senses, he hurried towards the master's hall.

"It hurts." Song Xi opened his eyes.

Looking at the familiar indoor environment, isn't this just your nest in the modern world?The pain in my head is still there, but it's not unbearable.

I. This is back?
Three faces appeared in front of my eyes, Dabao, Xiaobao and Xiaolingdang - a big fat orange.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" The children asked with concern, and Daju also came over, rubbed her, and lay on her lap.

"It's okay, Dabao, go get mom a glass of water." Song Xi ordered, feeling his mouth was thirsty.

The child poured water, and Song Xi drank it up in one gulp. After a while, his eyes became blurred and went dark again.

"Sister, have those Red Army troops finished crossing the river yet?" Song Xi opened her eyes. She almost fell asleep in her sister's voice, "One more. Another one. Another one." The story told by her sister has not been finished yet.

"Not yet, another one will pass." On a summer night, the family moved out the bamboo bed and put it on the ground in front of the house.

She was lying on the bamboo bed, facing the shining starry sky, and her mother was playing a cattail fan beside her, fanning away mosquitoes for her from time to time, surrounded by the sounds of various insects.

There are also fireflies flying up and down, twinkling and twinkling, like stars flying in the world.

Song Xi pestered her sister to tell stories, and after she finished telling one story after another, she finally had no more stories and couldn't hold her back, so she had to make up a story herself.

"Once upon a time, a group of Red Army troops wanted to cross the river to fight, but only a small bridge with two logs could pass through it, and the river was very wide."

"They can only pass one by one."

"One passed."

After 2 minutes

"Another one passed."

"Sister, when will they finish?"

"I don't know, there are too many of them, and another one has passed."

"I don't want to listen to this story. I'll tell another one."

"Once upon a time, there was a group of moths in the warehouse. They wanted to fly into the warehouse to eat food. There was only a small hole in the warehouse, and only one moth could pass through it at a time."

"Pass one."

2 minute later.

"Another one passed."

Until Song Xi grew up, she didn't finish hearing these two stories.

These became the two lingering nightmare stories in her heart. She didn't know this feeling until she grew up. It was the feeling that the author became a eunuch halfway through the serialized book.

Asked how worried you are, just like a group of eunuchs going up to the brothel.

The screen turns.

Grandma Zhang's house.

woodshed.

"I second Granny Zhao and Grandma Zhang's evaluation of you!" Song Xi hated iron and steel, and roared silently: "This is the life I dream of! I can't spend money, money, money, money! Do whatever you want! Go wherever you want! Get as many handsome guys as you want!"

"You'll understand after you've experienced it." A wise smile appeared on Erha's face, matching the two drooping ears, the indescribable awkwardness and sense of disobedience.

"Now I don't have the pressure to remind me, I don't have any relatives to take care of, I'm alone, no, a dog, I can roll as I want, I'm free. Time doesn't exist for me, I can watch a dewdrop from condensation to the sun coming out to refract From the colorful rays of light until they disappear, my handsome face is reflected in the dewdrops. Do you understand the feeling of running in the mountains and plains? There is no restraint. You can be silly and confident, without caring about anyone's eyes."

"Do you still care about what other people think of you with so much money?" Song Xi was puzzled.

"At least you can't run away?"

"That's true."

Grandma Zhang's vegetable garden
Song Xi ran over joltingly, rubbing around Grandma Zhang's feet.

Grandma Zhang took out a handful of fluffy leaves wrapped in leaves from her pocket, opened it and laid it on the ground, each one was ripe, bright red and crystal clear.

"Eat it quickly, Xiaoha won't give it to him, so throw me a head of dirt."

ancient, tribal

"My sister, the world only knows her mother, not her father."

"I want to change the world."

Wasteland, flood.

Nuwa saw that the multicolored stones refined in the pot were running out.

The flood is still pouring down, and the human beings that I have worked so hard to create are floating on the water. The children call their mothers in the water, and their hearts are inexplicable.

He looked up at the hole in the sky, and then at the water.

In the end, her heart broke, she flew into the sky, and blocked the flood outlet with her body.

The flood stopped, the clouds cleared, and the sun came out again.

The crowd on the top of the mountain cheered.

A drop of crystal tears fell from the sky, drifted down slowly, and finally landed on a small sapling that had just emerged from the soil.

There is no sound, no feeling, no body, as if floating in eternal silence.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Come back, come back to your own world." A voice sounded.

"Can I go back to the real world?" A delighted thought appeared.

A picture of a world that Song Xi had never seen appeared in his mind, and the information in the picture showed that this was the place to go back to.

"You belong here," the voice continued.

"No, I belong to the family of Dabao and Erbao." His mind gradually cleared up.

"Come back and you'll have everything."

"I don't want everything, I just want the big treasure and the second treasure."

"Stubbornly obsessed!" the voice yelled angrily.

The thunderous voice woke Song Xi up, and he opened his eyes.

It was still planted on the stone platform.

Song Xi got up.

My nose hurts.

how.

It seems to have been dropped before.

When I touched it with my hand, it was still stained with blood, and my teeth seemed to be a little loose. This knock was quite violent, Song Xi thought to himself.

A person walked in through the hole, and his face could not be seen clearly under the light curtain.

Song Xi didn't bother to say hello, and didn't know who it was.

Thinking back to what he saw in his dream just now, Song Xi was secretly amazed.

Some of what I saw in my dream was something I had experienced before, and some I didn't.

Seeing the children was something I had never seen before. Could it be that this time I really traveled through the past and saw them?

When I was a child, the scene of Flying Pig and Grandma Zhang was indeed experienced before.

Those two in ancient times have never experienced it, it should be a dream.

Or, she understands that human memory is stored in a big data, and when her own frequency is the same as that of a certain piece of data, she can perceive all the information contained in that piece of data.

This is her understanding of past and present lives.

I still remember that someone posted a post saying that a certain celebrity was her past life, and someone later said that it was also her past life.

Could it be shared by many people in the previous life?
Song Xi thought about this question at the time, and came to the conclusion that they happened to be on the same frequency as that piece of data, so they didn't lie. It can be said to be their past life, or the common past life of people all over the world.

As long as you can synchronize with that data.

While Song Xi was thinking, the light curtain gradually faded, and she looked up.

"Flying Pig?!"