Dreams are nothing

In the cold winter, the crooked neck tree in front of the door is topped with a few sparse yellow leaves, shivering in the wind! In the distance, several white cranes wandered in the misty fields, like an ink painting embedded in the heavens and the earth. These birds may be afraid that people are too lonely, and they have stayed behind to sing for everyone.

Wangcai is an old dog who does not know where it came from, and since stepping into this house many years ago, it seems that it is firmly believed that this is its territory and will never leave. I was also alone, alone and alone, so I simply took it in, and from then on I was dependent on one man and one dog. A long time ago, my parents passed away one after another, and I returned to my grandparents' hometown, the deep mountains and old forests in the southwest border. There is no attachment in the world to me.

In the early morning, I woke up under the bara of Wangcai, lit a lamp, made a fire, boiled a pot of tea, and read a book that I don't know how many times I have turned it over. People who live in extremely lonely places for a long time will become dull. I kind of forgot the reason I came here in the first place, is it because I miss the deceased, or because I am tired of all kinds of hypocrisy, so I choose to escape? Wangcai was lying on my lap, his head just on my feet. The dim stove was warm, it was reassuring, but I was thinking about it in the stagnant air. I made a decision that I was going to go back, at least to go back and see...

I was alone and didn't have to say goodbye to anyone, so in the afternoon I packed my bags, took my riches, and went over to the other side of the mountain.

According to my father, this area was originally the richest place in the county.

People live halfway up the mountain, hunting in their spare time and growing grain when they are busy. Girls from other places want to marry the boys here. If it weren't for the plague, it would be hard to say how prosperous it would be now. Therefore, on the way over the mountains, although there is no one, the road is not necessarily difficult to walk. At night, Wangcai and I could borrow and live in the courtyard that had long since lost its owner. For another moment, I thought, why not stay, continue to go deep in the mountains, hunt for a living? Of course, I quickly broke my mind, because the place where the plague swept through, it was difficult to ensure that I would not encounter it again.

Is it strange, accustomed to loneliness, or afraid to face death? Isn't death always alone? What's the difference? By the way, I have wealth, I have white cranes in the distance, I have pleasant birds, I have birds and beasts, so I am not alone!

After walking and stopping for half a month, Wangcai and I arrived at a city.

I couldn't walk, and the long journey was a torture for an old bone like mine. Wangcai had just arrived here, and he didn't dare to communicate with the native dog, and he honestly stayed by my side these two days.

I warned it that the outside world is dangerous, so be careful.

Wangcai and I snuggled up in a house during the day, and from time to time people in a hurry passed us. I don't know where the voice came from, "The bus to Chongqing is leaving, and the bus to Chengdu is leaving...", so who is the "bus"? Is he going to Chongqing or Chengdu?

Most importantly, I was surprised to find that the people here were dressed very differently from me, all of them were dressed in strange costumes, the men's hair was cut very short, the women's hair seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the hair was actually curly, even yellow, probably by lightning paste... Here, what the hell is going on? Is this the world I left? Am I coming to this place? Over here...... Is it another country?

Look down at me again—the tattered robe, the hunched figure, the silver hair, the bark-like face of the trees— and it is clear that I do not belong here! They don't think I'm a beggar, do they? I am not, when the master taught me, I would rather die than beg, the boy should have a backbone, not to say the light of the lintel, at least do not let the ancestors be ashamed!

Only these days, occasionally, someone will give us a bowl of rice!

Occasionally, someone gives us a few pieces of paper and says it's "money"! Say this can buy cake!

Another day, a horse-drawn carriage-like apparatus came, there was no horse, it was fast! I was shocked again. Wangcai didn't seem to be afraid, and as soon as the thing stopped, it quickly went up and peed, turned back to look at me, and said with his eyes, "Okay, this thing is mine!"!

Later, some people said that it was a car, and the bus was also a car. I wondered, where did the horse go? Three strong men in the same clothes got out of this car. The one at the head should be sixty years old, and kind, medium-sized. The other two young ones were also heroic. Well, it's kind of like a patrol room. I saw clearly that they all had shiny "iron sheets" on their shoulders, what kind of organization was that? Yes, there are also chests!

I was invited to the car, which... I'm nervous again! Locked up in this airtight box, are they trying to murder me? I don't remember who I offended, how many years I've been living with Wangcai. The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I resisted desperately, beating the two strong men around me, although they did not look like bad people, although they were pleasant and cheerful, and kept telling me,

"Old people, don't be afraid, we are the police"!

But I can't be fooled, I can't go with them, and most importantly, my fortune has been left behind by them. I was desperately trying to break free, and I was shouting and shouting for money. Wangcai was also scared, and circled around the car, and kept barking, trying to rescue me. Its yellow-and-white body was trembling, its tail tucked under its emaciated ass, timid and brave.

One of the young and strong men got out of the car, not knowing what he said to Wangcai, and Wangcai obediently came up with him. Well, Wangcai is also coming, and I am not so afraid. I'd like to see, what are they going to do in this box? Oh yes, it's "cars"!

The car was driving on a wide road, and there were no cows, sheep, chickens and ducks. The trees on both sides are neatly arranged, and they keep sending each other, dark green and dark green, which is good to look at. This country, good! A quarter of an hour later, the car stopped in the yard of a house. Three strong men dragged me inside into a room. The leading policeman sat down at the table,

"Name?"

"Where am I?" I just want to see Back to Li County. Do you know this place in Li county? ”

"Li County? Does anyone know the ancient name of this place? This place was called Lixian a long time ago, a long time ago! ”

"How long?" I trembled, with a bad premonition, from the moment I came to this city. This uneasiness intensified, and I kind of regretted it. I thought, my old bones should rot in the deep mountains and old forests.

"How long?" It's 2008! Exactly 700 years! ”

"Impossible!" I screamed! I laughed grotesquely! And try to get up and lean towards Wangcai. I found that Wangcai's eyes were more cloudy, and his fur was not as oily as when he was in the mountains.

"Old man, name?"

The old cop poured me a glass of water, warm! He lit a thin cigarette and put it in his mouth, it was dry smoke, this is speculation. There's so much here that I haven't seen before, and I'm just trying to find the answers myself. He squinted at me, and I slowly let down my guard, and I had to figure out what was wrong. You know, my father used to praise me as a strict and intelligent child.

"My name is Zhao Defu, the second eldest of Zhao Yuanwai's family in the east of Li County. My parents have been dead for many years, and I am dependent on Wangcai for my life. Ben wants to go back to his hometown to visit, but it seems to have taken the wrong road, mistakenly broke into your land, please include! ”

Somehow, the old policeman has been laughing, am I funny? Is it funny to lose both parents and be alone? Is it funny to wander so far? I'm a little angry!

"My lord policeman, my parents have been dead for many years, and I am dying of old age, forgetting where they are buried. I only remember that there was a river, a tower by the river, because the family road fell in the middle of the road, and the parents hid on the river beach behind the tower. Don't know if the water is rising? If the water rises, the parents are afraid that they have already made fish food! ”

After saying that, I actually felt heartache and burst into tears. You know, when the self enters the mountains, there is very little emotion, let alone tears.

As I reminisced, I murmured that the river flowed from the foot of the mountain, the tower was halfway up the mountain, and my deceased parents were right next to the river... At that time, there was a Taoist monk, not to say that it was a treasure land of feng shui, and whoever buried it in the family's ancestors would surely be crowned as a prince and worshipped. I don't have the ability to bury my parents in the mountains, so why should I leave them on the river beach? Woohoo... I burst into tears of sadness and shocked that I really remembered the past.

The older policeman took a deep breath of his cigarette, a little unable to sit still, his serious expression was unobstructed, and he said in a deep voice,

Old man, now we are cracking down feudal superstition. Please narrate well, we all have notes. name? Origin? ”

At this time, someone waved to the elderly policeman outside the door, leaving me and Wangcai in this room.

I don't speak anymore! I miss my deep mountains and old forests even more. During this time, I coughed badly, if only there were herbs from the mountains. Wangcai is also dying, and it also misses our hometown.

After a while, a few men and women in white coats came in and surrounded me in the middle. I was horrified to find something in their hands that resembled a silver needle dark weapon, and slowly approached me. I looked desperately at Wangcai, who was too old to move in one day, who was still peeing on the car a few hours ago, and who was still trying to rescue me a few hours ago. After coming to this city for a few days, Wangcai and I were like a few fallen leaves on the crooked neck tree in front of the door, crumbling?

I listened to those people talking, probably talking about paranoia or something? Say I have hypothetical? My father once said that I was the most rigorous and intelligent child...

They didn't ask me where I came from, they didn't ask me where I came from, they stabbed me directly with a silver needle and I lost consciousness! ......

I woke up under the bara of Wangcai, and it barked at me impatiently, Xu was hungry! I got up groggily, lit a lamp, made a fire, boiled a pot of tea, and turned over the book that I didn't know how many times it had been turned over... I was thinking, I just had a dream? Where have I been? What's the night? Raising his arm, a little sore, pulling open the sleeve, I saw that something resembling a silver needle dark weapon was left on the arm like the old cangskin, and it was clear that this was true! So, who broke into whose world?

A cold wind struck outside the door, and the only yellow leaves fell!