The speed of the whirlwind was so fast that I could feel myself being sucked in continuously.
In the strong wind that passed by my ears, there were bursts of noisy sounds.
I was in a whirlwind and felt like my whole body was spinning rapidly like a Ferris wheel. It was difficult to hear clearly what the specific content of those sounds was.
The whirlwind never stopped, I don't know if it will blow me to eternity.
I was thinking about it while trying to open my eyes.
At this moment, I felt like I had fallen out of a whirlwind.
The feet are suspended.
That feeling is like the scenes in outer space that I have seen in movies and TV shows.
All around me were small windows flashing with fluorescent lights.
Inside the window, there seemed to be a shadow flickering.
I really wanted to stop and lie down at the window to see what was inside, but I couldn't stop walking.
The whole person feels like he is on a suspended slide.
I don't know where the suspended slide will take me, nor do I know what is waiting for me at the end of the suspended slide.
Is this the legendary hypercube?
Are the Sirians coming to take me back?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be shocked.
Although I have always known that I may have Sirian blood, the thought of leaving this blue planet still makes me feel extremely heavy.
At this moment, there was a familiar figure in the window sill that passed by.
The furnishings behind the window sill are clearly the old house of the Zhou family.
I was stunned for a moment.
Could it be that I have entered a black hole?
Therefore, I can stand outside the timeline and watch everything happening in this world.
The moment I saw my grandma, the affection that burst out in my heart made me able to stand firm on the suspended slide.
Thinking of being able to see my grandma alive again, I couldn't help but lie down on the window sill excitedly.
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"Dan Yin, I wonder where Cang'er is now?" Grandpa sat next to grandma, looking at grandma who was peeling Guanyin beans, looking very worried.
"Brother De, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. There is no point in worrying about it." Grandma stopped what she was doing, then raised her head, and the westward sunlight shone on her face.
I have never seen grandma call grandpa this way, and I suddenly seemed to have broken into their love.
As he looked at it, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You, you, will use these words to fool me. You were like this when you were young. Now you have one foot in the coffin, and you are still like this." Grandpa said, and actually nodded gently.
Touched grandma's nose.
Grandma smiled slightly and continued to peel the beans.
"After the Guanyin beans are peeled, soaked in salt and dried, Cang'er comes back. It's just the right time, the beans have softened, and they taste the most delicious." When grandma said this, her eyes were full of tenderness.
.
That's a tenderness that even grandpa can't get.
Even when I saw it from far away, the corners of my eyes became wet.
"Since you want to wait for Cang'er to come back so much, why do you let him take away the golden silkworm?" Grandpa said with both resentment and sadness.
"Brother De," grandma finally put down the pod in her hand and held grandpa's hand in her palm, "I believe that Cang'er Ji people have their own destiny, so don't worry, whether it's Cang'er or Golden Silkworm,
They will all come back safe and sound."
"But, what if the golden silkworm doesn't come back? What will you do, what will I do?" When grandpa said this, tears were already oozing out of the corners of his eyes.
"People always have to walk this way, and besides, my life is already worth it." Grandma said, actually smiling.
"What about me? What should I do? After Cang'er finds out the truth, he should blame himself and feel guilty for the rest of his life." Grandpa said.
"Then let him never know about it for the rest of his life." Grandma said, suddenly letting go of Grandpa's hand and standing up, "I've been dreaming about Luoyun Mountain lately, maybe it's almost time to go back, Brother De."
Grandma turned around again and looked at grandpa with a shy face, "When the time comes, you can go back with me. I have been married to you for a lifetime, so I should go back and let them take a look."
Grandpa waved his hand and looked into the distance.
"Brother De," grandma called again.
Grandpa nodded now, but burst into tears.
Grandpa has long known that any state of life of the golden silkworm will backfire on grandma, so he has always valued grandma more than life, so he has always prevented grandma from using the golden silkworm to perform witchcraft.
I used to think that grandpa was just an old antique, always restraining grandma.
But it turned out that he was protecting grandma.
The last scene in this window is of grandparents leaning on each other under the sunset, whispering.
And I didn't hear those words clearly.
They were speaking very much like an ancient language.
I walked slowly along the window sill towards a window below.
When I was lying on this window, I couldn't help but be shocked.
That was my situation inside the Wawushan Ancient Pagoda.
Behind the window sill, I was hanging on a double iron chain inside the ancient pagoda.
Suddenly, a red shoe poked out from the tower wall.
At this moment, I see myself in the ancient pagoda dealing with the red shoes, and I feel extremely anxious.
I knew that the human skeleton ghosts behind the red shoes were leading me step by step toward the bottom of the tower. They wanted me to take out the astrolabe.
However, at this moment, I just want my grandma to come back. I don’t want to worry about any astrolabe, time tunnel, or wormhole.
"Don't go down, go back to Chen Mo, go back." I shouted loudly.
I want to stop my behavior and change history.
If I had not brought out the astrolabe from the Wawushan Ancient Temple, my grandma might still be drying and soaking Guanyin beans in salt in the yard of the Zhou family's old house.
My father will not become a hairy person.
It’s still the same as before, even though we don’t see each other very often throughout the year, there is still New Year’s Eve to look forward to.
However, the person in the ancient pagoda did not hear my words at all, and everything was proceeding according to the historical trajectory.
Although I can stand outside the timeline at this moment, I cannot affect everything on the timeline.
How to do it?
In the ancient pagoda, I have jumped to the wooden ladder and am lighting a fire.
If this continues, I will still take that dark red astrolabe out of the ancient temple.
Suddenly, I saw the hexagonal bronze bells hanging around the ancient tower.
Xiangyu knows Morse code. Maybe I can bring the message I want to convey to the timeline through the sound of the hexagonal copper bell of the ancient pagoda.
Yes, use Morse code.
I was frantically searching for the English word for "destruction" in my head.
Is this Ruin or Riun?
When I was in school, I never failed my foreign language classes. Fortunately, my grandfather hated foreign cultures at that time, so he always had a laissez-faire attitude towards my foreign language classes.
Therefore, at this critical moment, I couldn't even remember such a simple word.
Seeing myself in the ancient tower in the timeline, I have reached the end of the wooden ladder.
I will simply go all out and choose the one that makes the first impression.
ruin!
This word is converted into Morse code, which is dot line dot, dot dot line, dot dot, line dot.
So, I blew hard, and the hexagonal copper bell on the ancient tower began to tremble.
I processed the points and lines into the length of time the bell rang.
I was running on the wooden stairs of the ancient pagoda when I suddenly stopped.
You must have heard the sound of the copper bell.
Destruction, destruction, destroy the astrolabe, and then there will be nothing more to come.
I shouted anxiously outside the timeline.
However, I don't seem to feel anything in the timeline, and I am still walking forward along the trajectory of history.
Oops, this is really stupid.
I stamped my feet angrily.
However, there is no doubt that I cannot affect people and events on my timeline.
I tried again and again without giving up, but it still didn't work at all.
At this point, I finally gave up completely.
At this point, I no longer wanted to waste time on the window sill, so I let go of my hand.
The whole body was floating downward on the suspended slide again.