The crazy man lies on the back of the fairy mountain, and the cold dew is covered with the moonlight

——"Qiyun Rock Wall Verse"

The days passed leisurely, Xingyan followed the same route every day, traveling between Mati Mountain, Ji Family Private School, Shangqing Palace Shanyuan, Li Ji Grocery Store, and Daoxiang Restaurant that worked in a short-term job.

When he was older and older, Old Zhang became older and could not do heavy work, Xingyan should inherit the ancestral property of the horse-shoe barren mountain, dig food in the barren mountain, and hunt mountains that were ripping through ditches and crossing ridges. When he saved some money, he married a girl from a good family in Shangshan Village. From then on, he stayed away from the school and the grocery store beauties, and became the leader who was only suitable for hiding his daughter in the fields.

Perhaps, if that accident had not happened, the young man Xingyan's life would have been like the ancestors of the Zhang family, and he would have lived through this route in a simple way, leaving no trace in the legends thereafter.

This accident that changed the life of the boy Xingyan happened in the summer when he was sixteen years old.

That day, it was the heat of summer. The loquat tree that he had worked hard to plant on Mati Mountain in his family had somehow gotten into worms. Logically speaking, the loquat tree had a clear air and was generally not prone to worms. However, when Lao Zhang went up the mountain to inspect the loquat forest that his family leaned on as the source of food, he found that some moths and insects that had never been seen were flying around the bushes.

Now, Lao Zhang was so anxious that he quickly called his son and his wife to beat him. Who knew that the flying insect was so flexible that it was not easy to kill him completely. Seeing this, the three of them had to use their clothes to beat them and try to drive these monster insects out of the loquat forest.

After struggling for a whole day, I finally drove the monsters in the loquat trees. As the main force of deworming, I jumped up and down all day long. Even a young man like Xingyan would make him very tired after a day.

At night, he was too lazy to walk around, so he asked the second elder to go back first, and he rested on the mountain, watching whether these insects would come again. Anyway, on such a summer night, it is hard to get hot in the hut at home, so it would be better to rest on the mountain, which is cooler at night. When you are hungry, you can pick some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger, just save a meal of supper.

So the two elders went back first. Zhang Xingyan lay down on the white stone slab on the hillside that they often used to rest.

This white stone slab is made of natural shape and looks similar to that of a bed. Although this Mati Mountain occupies a lot of space, it is not high, and the trees are sparse, so it can only be considered a barren mountain. Old Zhang once wanted to sell it and exchange some money to buy a paddy field at Raozhou City, but no one cares about it.

The only thing worth mentioning in Mati Mountain is this bed-shaped white stone half-cut into the soil. This stone is about one person long, so Xingyan can just lie down. The surface of the stone bed is smooth, and although there are a few bulges in the middle, if you lie for a long time, you will not be able to detect it.

There is another strange thing about this white stone bed that only Xing Yan knows. It is that every time I get into the farming season, I am tired of working on the mountain, and I lie on this white stone to sleep and rest. When I wake up, I always feel refreshed and my mind seems to be much more flexible. I even have the urge to whistle for several times.

However, maybe this is not something special; sleeping on a cold stone, I am afraid that this is the feeling after getting up. The meticulous boy never mentioned it to anyone, afraid that he would make people laugh at him.

When Xingyan lay down on this natural white stone bed again, a bright moon had already jumped up to the east mountain. In the unique breeze of the mountains, the boy stretched his limbs and fully enjoyed the coolness of the white stone.

After a long time, I felt a little bored, so I quietly looked up at the galaxy above my head.

Looking at the faint Milky Way above his head that ran across the sky, the young man couldn't help but think of the farm proverb:

"Every family eats rice from east to west."

Unfortunately, there is no fertile rice-producing field at home.

The young man lying on the white stone always felt that the star Han Tianyu above his head was always unable to see enough, as if it was different every day. When he saw the stars in the sky for a long time, he always seemed to be attracted by his own eyes, and then his whole body, to this mysterious and endless starry sky.

Xingyan just lay down like this, motionless. Only at this time is his happiest time. All worries and sorrows are tomorrow's business, so there is no need to worry anymore.

Time passed slowly. The moon moved, and before I knew it, the full moon had moved to Xingyan's head. The snow-like moon was pouring down like soft water, flowing on Xingyan's lying body.

"The moon is so full tonight... Is it fifteen again? I have to ask my mother when I get home..."

Xingyan thought casually. At this moment, suddenly, he found that the white stone under him seemed to have life for a moment. A powerful force was suddenly coming from under him and rushed into his body.

In an instant, the young man lying relaxed, seemed to be about to be thrown upwards, flying in the endless and unfathomable depths of the universe and starry sky...

"Ah! I'll meet a ghost!"

Xingyan's first reaction was that he felt that he had encountered the evil ghosts in the mouths of those foolish women and vulgar husbands! Unexpectedly, he had always been smiling and disrespectful to ghosts and gods, and finally got retribution today!

Thinking of this, Xingyan was not ready to lie down and wait for death. He was struggling, but he was not afraid that the originally weak and empty moonlight suddenly seemed to have a substance. The snow-white and transparent moonlight enveloped the white stone where Xingyan was lying - as if the essence of the moon that was originally filled with the entire world gathered in an instant to the small piece of land where the young man was lying, and the powerful force that the white stone under him hit Xingyan's body, and it continued endlessly.

Under the pull of these two inexplicable forces, the young man felt that he was being grabbed by two giant claws, squeezed and torn. His whole body seemed to be not his own, like a small leaf in the storm, rolling and unable to do so. Unfortunately, he was not as painful as the leaves. For a moment, he felt like he was eating flesh of thousands of ants, with great pain and itch; he seemed to be falling off a cliff, knowing that the death was near but he had nothing to do! At this time, Xingyan was stunned and couldn't shout, and wanted to get up and escape, but his toes were hard to move!

And the boy's unexpected and tenacious nerves allowed him to have a trace of thought under this inhuman pain:

"So, how happy and happy those hard and hard days I have lived before!"

Just as Xingyan thought that he would "death" as Mr. Ji said, while maintaining his pain, sadness and fear, he gradually found that the terrifying itch had already receded like a tide, and the two huge forces have now merged into one place, just like a stream of water, slowly passing through his body but rushing endlessly - he himself didn't know, how could these two contradictory absurd feelings at that time? But at this time he had gradually recovered from the panic; after a moment, he finally knew that the suffering just now had passed.

Because, as this flowing water permeates the body and mind, the pain gradually fades away, and the comfort gradually arises.

As this stream of clear water washed over and over again, Xingyan seemed to have a third eye, looking down at "Zhang Xingyan" on the white stone, watching "him" gradually becoming clear and ethereal...

………

...

I don’t know how many times it took, Xingyan’s “third eye” quietly looked at the flowing water. As it moved, it became more and more invisible. Finally, it dissolved into the limbs and bones like a mountain spring returning to the stream, until the young man could no longer grasp it. First, the invisible flowing water, and in sequence, it was the strange “third eye”.

However, the trace of mellow and light aftertaste in the boy's body made him unable to let go of it for a long time.

Xingyan transitioned from the initial pain to the current hardship, and gradually forgot the initial fear and was nostalgic for this unprecedented feeling. So the young man maintained this posture and lay on this stubborn stone that had calmed down as usual, hoping that this strange image would come again, not knowing that the east was white.

"That guy Xingyan is crazy!"

The next day, neighbors in Raozhou City who were familiar with Xingyan smiled like this early in the morning and spread it to everyone.

No wonder, the young man Zhang Xingyan started to go home early the next morning, and went to Raozhou City to engage in activities. He always pulled his acquaintances and asked the same question:

"Did you see the white light outside the East City last night? Do you think there is anything different about me today?"

As a result, the questionnaire was unanimously denied by his parents and looked at them with strange eyes; if they encountered a particularly considerate audience, the boy would often be touched on his forehead to confirm whether he was having a fever!

Even so, the young man did not give up and even wanted to pull Li Xiaomei's sleeve and ask the same question. He made the girl he didn't know blush, tried his best to get rid of his demented entanglement and headed straight to the back hall. After that, only half of the lonely sleeve was left, which was held in Xingyan's claws.

The stolen goods were captured, which naturally caused the boss Li of the grocery store to warn him not to tease her daughter by pretending to be crazy. Fortunately, Boss Li had already heard of the weirdness of Xingyan this morning, and witnessed the whole process of the boy harassing his daughter. Therefore, he roughly understood the whole story of the matter. Therefore, although his tone of scolding was harsh, he always felt that there was still a bit of uncontrollable smile.

Xingyan, who reacted, immediately blushed, and had to leave the half-sleeved sleeve that still had lingering fragrance, turned around and ran away in panic.

Mr. Ji, who was walking around the nearby Bluestone Street, happened to witness this ugly scene of his disciples. He was disrespectful to the old man and exclaimed in an exaggerated tone:

"Is it better to know that a child has a habit of breaking his sleeves!"

After saying that, he shrugged and laughed like a cormorant.

Unfortunately, no one could hear any jokes on the street except the old man himself.

In fact, anyone thought that Xing Yan, who was usually a bit weird, was playing tricks on everyone this day. So everyone never worked together so hard to work together. As if they had made an appointment in advance, they would deny Xing Yan's problem together - except for the old Taoist priest Qinghe, who was a good relationship.

When the young man finally turned his jealous eyes to the old Taoist Qinghe and asked the same question, his voice was much lower. Because after being hit this morning, the young man's self-confidence was almost exhausted. And worse, even he himself almost believed that he had just had a strange dream last night. If he continued to ask this, he might also think that he was sick.

The more he looked at the blue sky and the white sun, the more intense this thought became.

At this point, Xingyan, who suffered a lot of blows, has decided that if this old Taoist Qinghe, who is also a bit of a slight relationship with the god, also denies it, then he can completely think that he was indeed absurd and strange dream last night.

It seems that the old Taoist Qinghe seemed to have been waiting for his Shanyuan shop for a long time, looking like he was waiting for a rabbit. He heard the young man ask for advice, and the old Taoist went up and down, carefully looked at the young man for a while, and then said softly after a long time:

"Something changes are indeed!"

Wow!~A young man who has been struggling for the past half day and has been insomnia for the middle of the night has gone through a lot of hardships and suffered all the humiliation in the world. Finally, he finally has the joy of suffering and found a soulmate!

The old Taoist Qinghe's words were as loud as the Hong Zhong Dalu in Xingyan's ears that were tortured by the same answers.

Looking at Xingyan's excited look full of expectations, the old Taoist Qinghe said slowly word by word:

"Today, God, you, indeed, are, no, same-"

"Because you are very stupid today! Hahahaha~"

After the bad old Taoist said that, he burst into laughter. He heard the crazy laughter that seemed to be able to surround the beam for three days, probably this old man had been holding it in for a long time!

"I will strangle you, a stinky Taoist priest!"

When the young man heard this, he was very upset and wanted to pounce. However, while dancing with his paws, he had completely given up and thought lightly:

"Oh, it turns out that last night was just a dream...but this dream is really weird, it seems like I've experienced it myself!"

After a while, Xingyan seemed to remember something again and said to the old Taoist Qinghe who was dodging:

"Master! Please accept me as your apprentice! Even if you just laughed at me for your little compensation!"

So, using this daily conversation that is similar to the past as the past, the life of the young man Zhang Xingyan seemed to have returned to normal track. The tossing that morning was just a joke, and when the men in the market were drinking at night, they became an inconspicuous wine-making dish among many topics of conversation. Perhaps within two days, this matter would be forgotten by everyone.

But will the white stone that sprouted that night and the strange moonlight really make the young man Zhang Xingyan's life move forward according to the original trajectory?
Chapter completed!