Chapter 757 Finale
The ancient jade that had been silent for many years suddenly burst out with a warm white light, and the blurry light and shadow inside suddenly became clear.
Pavilions and towers are hidden in the clouds, the magical herbs in the medicine garden are stretching out their leaves, and in the bamboo building deeper in the garden, several familiar figures seem to be looking at each other from afar across time and space.
Four months of hard training, more than two thousand circulations of spiritual energy, and those fingertips trembling in the middle of the night due to exhaustion of spiritual energy.
The clothes that were torn by thorns while searching for high-level spiritual herbs now turned into hot currents surging in the chest.
He looked at the green hills in the distance, and his eyes seemed to penetrate through the mountains.
His younger sister Li Dujuan always blames him for not knowing how to take care of himself, and the millet porridge cooked by Yu Li always has the aroma of firewood.
Yu Haitang's pair of expressive eyes look like a crescent moon when he smiles, and Qin Jingru always hands him a bowl of hot soup when he is most tired.
And there is Yan Jiedi... Thinking of that girl who always blushed, the corners of Wang Jianguo's mouth rose unconsciously.
The unsealing of space is not only a breakthrough in spiritual cultivation, but also a clarion call for reunion - those people who have been in a different time and space for countless days and nights are finally coming back into his life.
At this moment, the sound of salutes suddenly rang out, and the red silk slid down from the door lintel, revealing the plaques of "Wang's Residence" and "Jianye Village Health Center".
Wang Jianguo raised his hand amid the applause, and the sunlight passed through his fingers, as if he could see a faint light coming from the other side of the space crack.
He knew that a new chapter for Jianye Village had just begun, and his stories with those important people would also be continued in this summer with the noisy cicadas.
Wang Jianguo squatted under the wall of his adobe house, his knuckles unconsciously grinding the dry mud on the soles of his shoes.
The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, like a wilted dog.
Three days ago, he had just exchanged the wild ginseng in his space for two Qinchuan cows, and was wondering whether to use the excuse of "encountering a fairy while collecting herbs in the mountains" or "a legacy from a distant relative".
It was easy to deal with his sister, but on what pretext did he bring Yu Li, Yu Haitang, Qin Jingru and Yan Jiedi to Jianye Village?
Just as he was about to go to the barn to see the new calf, there was a sudden commotion under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.
Widow Li, who was carrying the slop bucket, threw the wooden spoon to the ground, and the clang scared away the swallows under the eaves.
Wang Jianguo squinted his eyes and saw three dark green trucks rushing over on the loess road. The dust kicked up by the wheels was like a yellow dragon, covering the group of naked kids following behind the trucks.
"Which unit are you from?"
Uncle Zhang, who was squatting against the wall smoking his pipe, stood up suddenly, and the pipe made a loud noise against the soles of his shoes.
The truck braked suddenly at the threshing ground at the entrance of the village. The tires made a sharp sound as they scraped against the ground, scaring the old ox tied next to it and making it moo.
The door of the first truck was pushed open with a clang, and the first person to jump out was a burly man in a black suit. His leather shoes stepped on the muddy ground without getting any dirt on them.
Wang Jianguo noticed that the gold watch on his wrist was dazzling in the setting sun, brighter than the Shanghai brand watch on the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative.
The man who got off the car next made Wang Jianguo's heart clench suddenly. What made him shiver all over was the man who was escorted out of the car by two strong men in black with his arms handcuffed behind his back.
"Zhang Ming?"
Wang Jianguo subconsciously took a step forward, but his toes hit the stone at the base of the wall.
The man being escorted was wearing a police uniform, and the two stars on his epaulettes were shining palely in the twilight.
It was the police officer Zhang Ming who helped him get a fake ID card under the name "Wang Jianguo" at the Household Registration Section of Sijiu City more than a year ago.
At this moment, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, his police hat was tilted to one side, and when his eyes swept over the onlookers, his eyes suddenly met Wang Jianguo's.
Zhang Ming's lips trembled violently, as if he wanted to say something, but was punched in the stomach by the burly man next to him.
Wang Jianguo felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up - the olive pit bracelet on Zhang Ming's wrist was the century-old olive pit carving that he took out from the space last month.
Now the bracelet shone with oily light in the twilight, like a red-hot iron burning his eyelids.
"Everyone spread out!"
The man in the suit suddenly spoke, and his voice was like a piece of ice hitting the threshing floor.
"We are from the city bureau's criminal investigation team, and we are here to handle some personal matters."
As he spoke, the cigar ash between his fingers fell onto his neatly pressed trousers.
Wang Jianguo noticed that the carvings on his leather shoes were exactly the same as the pair the county magistrate wore at the National Day ceremony.
There was a murmur of discussion in the crowd. Widow Li pulled her child back and didn't even notice that Uncle Zhang's pipe had fallen to the ground.
Wang Jianguo felt He Yushui's hand tightly gripping his arm, and the girl's nails almost dug into his flesh.
He looked down and saw the silver hairpin pinned on He Yushui's hair bun - it was an old item from the Ming Dynasty that he dug out from the space last year. At that time, she said that wearing the hairpin was like pinning the moon on her head.
"Brother Jianguo..."
He Yushui's voice trembled like leaves in the autumn wind. Wang Jianguo suddenly came back to his senses and saw the man in a suit looking over here, the light of the cigar flickering on his face.
He suddenly remembered the jar of girl's red wine he dug out in the space three days ago. At that time, he thought about bringing a few women over and drinking it with the wild boar meat from the back mountain.
"go!"
Wang Jianguo growled and dragged He Yushui towards the bamboo forest behind the village. Behind him came the sound of Zhang Ming being dragged, and the unhurried footsteps of a man in a suit.
He could hear his own heartbeat like a drum, pounding against his chest and causing pain.
The old locust tree at the edge of the bamboo forest was dim. He remembered that there was a cellar dug last year under the tree, which was usually used to store the mountain products taken out of the space.
"Get in!"
Wang Jianguo pushed He Yushui into the cellar, and he curled up in as well. The fishy smell of soil mixed with the smell of mold hit him in the face, and he touched the blue brick with the word "Fu" engraved on it hidden in the corner of the wall - this was the mechanism to activate the space.
Behind me came the sound of leather shoes stepping on fallen leaves and the clinking of metal.
Wang Jianguo closed his eyes and turned the blue brick counterclockwise. He heard a "click" and suddenly a soft white light appeared in front of his eyes.
He Yushui's exclamation was tightly covered by his mouth. The moment the two fell into the space, he saw the corner of a black suit flash past the entrance of the cellar.
The air in the space carries the fragrance of grass and trees, and the terraced fields in the distance are faintly visible in the white mist.
Wang Jianguo slumped down on the black soil, only to find that He Yushui's silver hairpin had fallen off and was rolling into a strawberry field not far away.
"How...how did they find this place?"
He Yushui's voice was still shaking, and her tears washed away the mud on her face, leaving two white marks.
Wang Jianguo didn't say anything, but just looked at the peach forest full of fruits at the edge of the space - they were planted by him using peach pits bought from the antique market in Sijiu City, and now each tree is as thick as a wrist.
He suddenly remembered that Liu Yu loved eating peaches, and every time she came, she would bring a white enamel pot and mash the peach flesh to apply on her face mask.
The sound of a truck starting up came from the distance, getting farther and farther away.
Wang Jianguo walked to the energy spring in the space and saw his face reflected in the water - the sweat on his forehead flowed down along the wrinkles, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He remembered the gold watch on the wrist of the man in the suit, and the desperate look in Zhang Ming's eyes when he last looked at him.
Ripples suddenly appeared on the water surface, and he saw the police badge lying at the bottom of the spring. It was the one that Zhang Ming dropped on him when he was drunk last month.
"Stay here for now."
Wang Jianguo scooped up the spring water to wash his face, and the cold water made him shiver.
Wang Jianguo looked at the thriving cornfield in the space and suddenly remembered what his mother had said when he was a child:
"Even if the crops in the field are hit by hail, as long as the roots are still there, they will still produce corn next year."
At this moment, Jianye Village outside the space was eerily quiet, with only a few dog barks echoing in the night sky.
Wang Jianguo walked to the peach tree, picked a ripe peach, and when he bit into it, the sweet juice splashed on his chin.
He looked at the eternal starry sky on the dome of space, and remembered that Yu Li said she wanted to see the real Milky Way, Du Juan said she wanted to do her homework under the moonlight, and Yu Haitang muttered about planting roses in the yard.
"There will come a day."
He muttered to himself in front of the peach tree, biting a crescent-shaped hole in the peach in his hand.
The wind in the space blew gently, making the peach leaves rustle, as if responding to his oath.
The energy spring in the distance suddenly glowed faintly, and the outline of the tall building in Sijiu City appeared on the water surface - that was the place where he first met Zhang Ming, and now it has become the sword of Damocles hanging over his head.
End of the book