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Chapter 310

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That day, I didn't return to the dormitory. Instead, I went to the villa.

I kept thinking about that sentence: If I returned to the past and didn't meet that bronze plate, what would my life have been like?

I looked at the bronze plate in my hand. The words were still the same as before. Ever since I entered the Dao, the words hadn't moved for a long time. But today, when I gently stroked the words on the bronze plate, the words were like reflections in water. They suddenly swayed, and the strokes of the words twisted.

What was even more shocking was that not only were the words twisting, but even the bronze plate was twisting. Then, everything around me started twisting, and the entire world started twisting.

I didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like I had a long dream. When I woke up, I found myself in the middle of a mountain. I was about to check the time when I was surprised to find that my hand had turned into the hand of a child. This time, I was quite surprised.

Where was this? How did I turn into a child? On the ground, there was a round, black object. I suddenly remembered. Wasn't this the first time I met the bronze plate on the main peak of Eight Horn Mountain? Did I return to my childhood? Or was it just a very long dream that I had just experienced?

I was about to reach out and pick up the bronze plate, but when my hand was halfway there, a voice echoed in my head. What if I didn't get the bronze plate? Will my life be different from the rest of the world?

I remembered that I came here to find Old Huang. Old Huang fought with someone else's bull, and after he won, he went crazy and came to the main peak of Eight Horn Mountain. When I came here, I got the bronze plate. In the end, I didn't find the bull, and when I went back, I found out that Old Huang had gone home.

Since I didn't pick up the bronze plate, I could go home directly. I didn't know if I was dreaming or if it was just a dream.

"Yang Yang!" Grandpa shouted from the other side.

"Grandpa, I'm here," I answered and quickly walked out. After a few steps, I turned back to look at the bronze plate. In the end, he still resolutely gave up on the bronze plate. I decided in my heart that no matter if the past was a dream or reality, or if the present was a dream, I would take a different path.

"Did you find Old Huang?" Grandpa asked.

"I didn't see him. Old Huang is very smart. He might have run back. "My tone suddenly became mature. Grandpa looked at me strangely.

"Grandpa, let me pick up the firewood." I walked over and prepared to pick up the firewood. But he found that his height was simply not enough to reach Qian Heng.

At first, Grandpa thought I was weird, but when he saw my funny appearance, he started to laugh.

"Aiya, our Yang Yang has grown up and is sensible now. She knows how to help Grandpa. However, I still need to grow taller quickly. " Grandpa rubbed my head. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but when Grandpa rubbed my head, it felt so real. Could it be that I was really dreaming? How could there be such a realistic dream?

I was stunned and didn't say anything. Grandpa thought I was annoyed because I couldn't help him. He laughed, "Yang Yang, grow up quickly. When you grow up, you will be able to help Grandpa."

As I followed behind my grandpa, I accidentally kicked a rock and cut my little finger. Bright red blood flowed from the tip of my finger. It was really painful. I couldn't help but cry. Although I had more than ten years of consciousness, my body's reaction was still that of a five-year-old's. I pulled a piece of grass from the side of the road and crushed some eight-leaf hemp leaves. I applied it to the wound to stop the bleeding. Then, I used the grass to fix the herb to my toe.

Grandpa carried a load of firewood and didn't notice me walking behind him. When I returned home, Old Huang was already back. He was lying in the cow pen. When he saw me raise my head, he started to eat the fresh grass that he had swallowed earlier. From time to time, he would use his ears to chase away the gadflies in the pen.

"Yang Yang, where did you go?" Grandpa shouted.

I quickly ran over and said, "I went to tie up the cords of the cow pen. I also scolded Old Huang for making us look for him for a long time. "

"Wasn't it because you were playful? If you had held Old Huang's hand the whole time, he wouldn't have run away. "Grandpa said happily.

"Grandpa, when will Mom and Dad come back?" I asked.

"They went to earn money to buy candy for our Yang Yang. They will come back during the New Year. During the New Year, Yang Yang will have a lot of candy to eat." Grandpa stuffed a wooden stick into the stove.

I moved a stool and sat next to the stove. I felt the heat from the burning firewood in the stove. The bright red light from the firewood illuminated my entire body.

Did I really just have a long dream? Was it really a fantasy that appeared after I saw the bronze plate? But what kind of dream would make me have it for more than ten years?

"Yang Yang, did you miss Mom and Dad?" Grandma saw that I was a little absent-minded today, so she asked curiously. I wasn't like this usually. When I was in the house, it was always lively.

"Yeah." I nodded. I really missed Mom and Dad.

"It's nothing. Woman, give Yang Yang a poached egg. Tomorrow, I will go to Kuizi's house and get a catty of buttocks. I will give Yang Yang something to eat. "Grandpa lit his pipe and took a deep breath.

"You should smoke less. It's not good for Yang Yang. If Mom was here, she would scold you again. "Grandma complained.

"If I don't smoke a bag every day, I won't feel good." Grandpa was still the same as before.

"When I grow up, I also want a pipe like Grandpa's," I said.

"See, see, I told you not to be a bad influence in front of Yang Yang. How is it? You've led Yang Yang astray, haven't you? "Grandma really scolded Grandpa like before.

"It's all because of you, you bad boy. You made Grandpa unable to smoke." Grandpa knocked all the ash from his pipe into the stove and smelled the smoke mixed with the smell of wood and shredded tobacco with pity.

There was no TV at home. After eating dinner, I rested outside and went to bed early.

When I was a child, I could fall asleep as soon as I hit the bed. But now, I couldn't sleep at all.

"When I wake up tomorrow, will I be in the villa in Huacheng or in this old house? Which one is the dream? Sleep, sleep. Maybe when I wake up, I will know what is the dream. "I thought to myself.

I didn't have any dreams that night. In the morning, I heard the sound of a rooster crowing, waking me up. I was very strange. Why was there a rooster crowing? I thought I was in the villa in Huacheng because of the rooster's crowing. When I opened my eyes, a few beams of sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the tiles. This was the unique scenery of a brick house in the countryside.

I was actually in the old house in Octagon Village. Although it seemed like I hadn't lived in a house for many years. But the old house left an indelible mark on me. Everything about the old house was imprinted in my soul.

Grandpa went to Uncle Kuizi's house early in the morning. Uncle Kuizi was the butcher in the village. Every morning, he would get up before the rooster crowed to kill the pigs. He had to clean the pork before everyone got up and then carry the pork to the village to sell. Octagon Village was too small and couldn't sell a single pig in a day. He had to buy the pork to the neighboring village.

Grandpa came back with a catty of buttocks meat. Behind him was a big Fatso.

When Huang Shulang saw me, he immediately said excitedly, "Yang Yang, Second Grandpa came to my house to cut the meat. I specially asked my dad to give Second Grandpa an extra tubular bone. Don't look at the tubular bone because it isn't worth much. In fact, there is still a lot of meat that hasn't been cut off. "

I used my strength to slap Huang Shulang, "Huang Shulang, I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that you became my disciple."

"I also dreamed that you became my disciple." Huang Shulang wasn't willing to take this loss.

"If you don't believe me, then so be it." I was too lazy to care about this Fatso.

Ma Jindong also walked over, "Mas … Mas …"

"Ma Jindong, you still remember that I'm your master?" I was shocked.

"Master my ass. I mean, there are a lot of chicken mushrooms in Stone Mountain Ridge. Shall we also go there to collect fungi? "Ma Jindong finally managed to say something that was completely coherent.

"Yang Yang had a dream last night. He became both of our masters." Huang Shulang held his stomach and laughed. I was really afraid that he would shake off a catty or two of meat. At that time, my grandpa wouldn't be able to tell which piece of meat was from their house. That piece of meat was from Huang Shulang's body.

"You, are you going to, return, return, or not?" Ma Jindong asked.

"I'm too lazy to go." I was still a little confused today. Am I still not awake yet?

But no matter how much I slept, time passed minute by minute. It seemed that I didn't return to that moment in Huacheng.

At noon, Ma Jindong and Huang Shulang came to my house again. They gave me a portion of the chicken mushrooms they collected in the mountains. Then, he showed me something in his hand, which almost scared me out of my wits. Ma Jindong was actually holding a bronze plate in his hand!

Seeing my shocked expression, Ma Jindong thought that I was jealous of him. He said proudly, "Did you know? I picked this up from the main peak of Bajiao Mountain. At first, it looked black. I put it on a rock and rubbed it for a long time to get rid of the rust. I didn't expect that there would be such a bronze plate inside. If you go with us to collect mushrooms, you might be able to pick up this bronze plate. "

"Hey, Ma Jindong, why did you suddenly stop stuttering?" I asked strangely.

"Yes, yes, yes. My, my stuttering stopped. "Ma Jindong came back to his senses and immediately stopped stuttering.

I looked at the bronze plate and immediately felt the words on it move. I quickly closed my eyes and didn't dare to look at the bronze plate in Ma Jindong's hand.

Ma Jindong endured the pain and made a decision. "Yang Yang, if you like it, I'll give it to you. We're good friends. "

Ma Jindong put the bronze plate in my hand. A strong aura immediately spread out from the bronze plate. I was so scared that I quickly threw the bronze plate away. The bronze plate bounced a few times on the ground and let out a pleasant sound of metal hitting the ground.

"If you don't want it, then don't. Why did you throw it away?" Ma Jindong quickly ran over and picked up the bronze plate.

"The things on Bajiao Mountain aren't clean. Don't just randomly pick up things at home." I was worried that Ma Jindong would sleep for two years like me.

"Yang Yang, you're in the wrong this time. Ma Jindong kindly gave you the bronze plate. If you don't want it, then don't. Why did you throw it away? "Huang Shulang also spoke up for Ma Jindong. Since they said that, I didn't know what to do with them.

The reality wasn't as I thought. Ma Jindong played with the bronze plate every day, but he wasn't affected by it at all. The bronze plate didn't affect him at all.

In the afternoon, my grandma packed a basket of eggs and went to the village.

"Grandma, why are you bringing so many eggs to sell?" I asked strangely. If she wanted to sell eggs, she should be going to the market early. Why would she go out so late at night? Unless someone wanted to buy eggs.

"Your Uncle Li Yuanlei is sick. I've invited the villagers to go and take a look, "said my grandma.

When my grandma mentioned Li Lijuan, I was familiar with this name. My first female disciple, Li Lijuan's father was Li Yuanlei. Li Yuanlei's illness wasn't light, but he couldn't get treatment in time. In less than two years, he died. Last time, before I woke up, Li Lijuan's father had already passed away.

"Grandma, I'll go with you." I followed my grandma to Li Lijuan's house.

Since Li Lijuan was seriously ill, the situation at Li Lijuan's house had started to become problematic. Nowadays, it wasn't easy to earn money, especially in my hometown. A farmer worked hard and couldn't earn much money throughout the year.

"Okay, don't make too much noise when you go to someone else's house. Otherwise, I won't dare to take you there again, "warned my grandma.

Of course, I wasn't unfamiliar with Li Lijuan's house. When my grandma and I arrived at Li Lijuan's house, I saw Li Lijuan sitting in the courtyard with a blank expression.

"Juan 'zi, why are you sitting here?" I walked over and fiddled with Li Lijuan's two little horns.

"It's none of your business," Li Lijuan said angrily.

"I don't want to talk to you," I followed my grandma to Li Lijuan's house. Li Yuanlei was lying on the bed. Li Lijuan's mother, He Zhixiang, was feeding him water.

"He Zhixiang, how's Yuanlei?" asked my grandma.

"Auntie, look at him. What can he do?" He Zhixiang said with a sobbing voice.

Everything showed that I was no different from an ordinary person.

However, I also knew that I was completely different from before. Although my body had become small, everything seemed to be the same as before.

Because when I looked at Li Yuanlei on the hospital bed, I suddenly remembered the medical book that Professor Qi had shown me. If I was dreaming, how could I know the contents of the book? But if I was dreaming, why couldn't I wake up?

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