On the night of the Lantern Festival, An Ziliang finally did not fulfill his wish to set off fireworks with An Zishan.Because when An Jiaye's father and son returned home, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and before that, under Zhang Guiyun's advice, An Ziliang finally pulled the fireworks that his father bought, put them back with a reluctant face, and went back to sleep.After the car accident, several people in horror hurriedly ran off the bridge to see if the people in the car were in trouble.Until he returned home, An Zishan couldn't forget the appearance of the driver, covered in blood, with his face twisted and motionless lying in the driver's seat.As for why the two went home so late, it was because they were busy calling the police and helping the traffic police from the town deal with the accident scene.The ambulance and medical staff from the town hospital briefly checked the driver on the spot and shook his head with a gloomy face, indicating that the person was dead.Hearing the medical staff say this, An Zishan's godmother was emotionally unstable, as if she was too frightened, she was dizzy and unsteady on her feet, and after dealing with the traffic accident, she collapsed on the kang and started a fever.Seeing this scene, An Zishan's face was cloudy, and when he left, he glanced at the cemetery three hundred meters away from the head of the village, and his imagination flowed.What An Zishan didn't notice was that at the moment of the car accident, when he wanted to move his steps but seemed to have taken root on the soles of his feet, the life clock in the lower right corner of his vision shook violently, and the intensity of the shaking was even stronger than the night before New Year's Day.The needle also rotated, until Yasu-sun was pulled away by his father and escaped the catastrophe, and the tiny crack that had been covered by the hand on New Year's Day 2000 cracked a little, at least twice as large as the previous one.If the crack last time was too small, and it happened to be covered by the pointer, An Zishan didn't see it.This cracks are already visible to the naked eye.Just after the car accident, the space-time disk far away from the headquarters of the Beijing Calculator Association trembled violently at almost the same frequency as the life clock, and this sudden event triggered a series of big actions by the Calculator Association and the Mystery Bureau.And the Tong family also took this opportunity to use almost the strength of the entire family to achieve a goal.However, An Zishan didn't know these things for the time being, but he seemed to realize something again, and a faint sense of crisis appeared in his heart.An Jiaye told Zhang Guiyun about the whole process, An Zishan was not clear, and after going home, he simply ate, and after washing, he lay down.Although he told his parents that he was sleeping, An Zishan, who was lying flat on the kang with the quilt covering his neck, and only his head was exposed, stared at the ceiling fan hanging on the ceiling in a daze with wide eyes.The driver's frightened expression and godmother seemed to be suddenly stunned, dizzy and fell on the kang with a fever, and the scene kept replaying in his mind, and the appearance of the godmother reminded him of an incident that happened when he was in school.In fact, An Zishan never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, he thought it was nonsense, and after reading many novels in his previous life, he even thought that the so-called ghosts and gods might just be high-energy species in another dimension, or cultivated by people.But an incident that happened when he was in elementary school has always been firmly occupied in his memory and cannot be erased.According to Zhang Guiyun, An Zishan was weak when he was young, he could only walk when he was more than a year old, he often took injections when he was one or two years old, and even spent Chinese New Year's Eve in the hospital.When he was in the first grade of primary school, he followed Zhang Guiyun to Nanling to do farm work during the summer vacation, and of course An Zishan followed him to play at that time.There is an old locust tree on the land of their house, it is in the flowering period at that time, the locust tree flower is delicious for rural children, just like Yu Qian'er, the locust tree flower color is light yellow with tender white, the taste is sweet and refreshing.So, An Zishan, who was originally enjoying the cool under the locust tree, jumped and picked the locust flowers on it to eat, and under the old locust tree was a dirt bag slightly higher than the ground, and An Zishan stood on it and jumped for a long time.After returning home at noon, he suddenly began to have a fever, and the whole person was groggy and lying on the kang.Zhang Guiyun may have thought of something when he saw this scene, so he called a grandmother in the village who did not come out of five suits, and this grandmother has a reputation for being immortal in the village.An Zishan only remembered that the other party put a bowl full of millet on the kang beside him, and the millet was flush with the bowl noodles.Then the other party chattered for a while, what ancestors, great immortals and the like, what children are still young, it is not intentionally offensive.In such an afternoon, An Zishan suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, but instead became sleepy, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the millet in the bowl that was flush with the bowl noodles at some point.A very conspicuous layer, about half the depth of a joint of an adult's finger.When An Zishan woke up from his slumber, he didn't have a fever, and later heard Zhang Guiyun say that the earthen bag under the old locust tree was the grave of an ancestor, and he jumped on it to annoy the deceased ancestor.After the grandmother set up the altar to ask God, the other party forgave him.Just because of this incident, this myth and ghost theory went deep into An Zishan's heart, which was his personal experience, an experience that science cannot explain.The fever and physical discomfort he felt were obvious, and no one could fool him.After being reborn, there were all kinds of life clocks and easy calculations, and An Zishan was even more convinced, and what happened tonight, the godmother's sudden fever and the driver's deathless appearance, reminded him of this old thing, which was very similar to what happened to him when he was a child.Thinking of this, An Zishan didn't have to figure out the merits, he just thought about it subconsciously, and he felt that the world seemed to be becoming more and more mysterious.After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think about looking at the clock of life, but after thinking about it a little tired, he fell asleep.After An Zishan fell asleep, he didn't know that there were many people who had insomnia.An Jiaye and Zhang Guiyun were lying on the kang and whispering about what happened at night and the thrilling scene, Zhang Guiyun was afraid and bluntly said that An Zishan would not be allowed to do this kind of thing again in the future.As for whether this kind of thing in Zhang Guiyun's mouth is something that changes the fate of others, or refers to something else, it is unknown.In a famous mountain and river in the southwest of China, an old man with a white beard in a cyan Taoist robe stood in a courtyard that looked like a Taoist temple, looking at the deep night sky, his hands gently dancing and his face was shocked.In the Qinglonghu villa area of the capital, a villa closest to the lake, with a wide view and excellent scenery, Tang Rou stood on the terrace in a crimson long skirt, looking at the quiet and deep Qinglonghu in the night with a cloudy face and muttering, "Is this caused by him?"
”On February 21, 2000, the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, Monday, An Zishan and An Ziliang started school.This is the second semester of An Zishan's fourth year of junior high school, and it is also the first semester of An Ziliang's first year of high school.In the morning, An Zishan rushed to school against the morning sun and the cold wind covering his face, and before he could lock his bicycle, his mobile phone rang.