One late at night,

A full moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight spread a light silver color to the earth, which also greatly extended the eyesight. The images a hundred meters away could be seen clearly, and the shadows of the streets on both sides of the country road were clearly projected onto the earth.

At this moment, the country road was no longer crowded during the day, and everything returned to the peace and peace of the night.

There was a man staggeringly walking on the country road. He saw that he had drunk a lot of wine.

This man is about 25 or 26 years old, nodding at about 1.7 meters tall, and his figure is slightly fat, but he is not very fat. He is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, a beige linen loose casual pants on the lower body, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet.

Well!

The young man felt nauseous and subconsciously held the tree stud beside him, and he started vomiting as soon as he lowered his body.

After almost vomiting everything in the stomach, the young man raised the back of his hand and smeared it casually.

"These guys are so good to drink!"

The young man muttered, and then began to stagger towards his home again.

The young man's destination is not far away. From his current location, there is almost less than a mile left.

There were a number of residential areas created by the transformation of villages and towns. Originally, several nearby villages were gathered and everyone lived together. Originally, each family had a single courtyard, and the houses were also built in various ways. After they were gathered together, they were unified into two-story Chinese-style buildings. In front of each house was a small courtyard, and behind them was a small garden and a garage.

This condition follows the small villa area in the county town.

The home of a young man is here, but the young man has no feelings for his new home. First, he does not live at home forever, and second, many of his memories of his hometown were produced in the original village. Now his home no longer has the old appearance he remembers and has become extremely unfamiliar.

The young man is called Zhang Chi, the article is Zhang Chi, the galloping.

Just like Chi in his name, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, the young man followed the clan to the other side of the ocean. The clan opened a Chinese restaurant in a small town in the countryside, and he was doing odd jobs.

This time he came back to visit his relatives and arranged a blind date for his family.

But today is not a blind date, who can drink it like this?

Today is the old classmates meeting, and everyone had a lively time together, which was to practice Zhang Chi's return to the United States. So Zhang Chi was fucked into a drunk cat by a group of enthusiastic middle school classmates.

Now that I was drunk, my originally light steps gradually became heavier, and my mind became a little confused.

So as he walked, his brain began to dominate his limbs according to Zhang Chi's memory.

If Zhang Chi's mind was clear at this moment, he would find that he was now away from the direction of his new home and touching the original old house.

I'm afraid Zhang Chi doesn't know how long he has been away. With the original memory in his mind, Zhang Chi touched back to his childhood village.

The village is no longer what he was when he was a child. Now many houses have been demolished, and the place will be turned into farmland again in the future.

The old house of Zhang Chi's family no longer looks like it used to be, only a small courtyard wall is left.

"Where is my house?"

The unconscious Zhang Chi opened his confused eyes and looked at the old house that had been demolished, murmured in his mouth.

The house was gone, and Zhang Chi did not leave. Instead, he stood and watched for a while, then staggered around the village.

The house in the village was almost demolished, but soon Zhang Chi discovered what he remembered.

A small land temple.

It is said that it is a land temple, but a small house that is not a small size, which is only 1.5 meters high and covers an area of ​​only four square meters. It is really small and cannot be smaller.

There is a statue of god inside. Zhang Chi doesn’t know what it is, but he is afraid that it is the old people in the village. Some say it is the Land Temple, some say it is the Lingbao Heavenly Lord, and some say it is the five-color plague god offered.

In short, this small temple has been around for many years.

When Zhang Chi was young, he often played here, so let’s call it Land Temple.

The small land temple was almost demolished, and the small stone walls around it were gone, and the stones fell scattered around it, and the statues inside were completely exposed.

"Why are you still good?"

Zhang Chi looked at the statue of God and wanted to stabilize his body, but he was too drunk and couldn't stabilize it all at once, and his body fell towards the statue of God.

When I was drunk, I still had basic consciousness in my body. The moment I bumped into the statue, Zhang Chi reached out to support the statue.

I don’t know if Zhang Chi’s strength was too strong or the statue had been shaken, because Zhang Chi helped the statue fell down with Zhang Chi.

After lying on the ground for a long time, Zhang Chi then sat up. After a while of being stunned, he began to try to get up.

Just now, I was turning it up, thinking about kneeling down first and then standing up, my eyes attracted by something exposed on the base of the statue.

He didn't care whether he was standing or not, so Zhang Chi crawled over and put his head up to take a look.

"It turned out to be a wooden box!"

Zhang Chi muttered and slapped the wooden box lightly or hard.

He was so drunk that he was a little confused. Zhang Chi looked at the exquisite patterns on the wooden box, and knelt on the ground and stretched out his hands to pull the wooden box apart.

Unfortunately, he was so drunk that he looked so drunk that he pulled it a few times. He clearly saw the snap on the wooden box in front of him, but his hand was not in control.

"Oh, what are you moving!"

He himself was dizzy, but he complained that the wooden box was moving around!

Finally, Zhang Chi opened the wooden box and found that it was a wooden gourd about the size of a palm inside.

"Hmm?! What's the matter!"

Zhang Chi picked up the wooden gourd and looked carefully in front of him. After looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything strange.

Zhang Chi is not very clear now. When he finds it is a gourd, he gives birth to a few strands of childlike innocence.

He picked up the small gourd, raised his hand over his head, and pointed the gourd at the statue of the fallen god.

"Will I tell you to agree with that land?"

Drunk people also know how to play "Journey to the West"!

After shouting three or four times, the broken statue of the god on the ground must not be able to agree to him, so he had to continue speaking.

"receive!"

Just as Zhang Chi said he would collect it, the statue of the god on the ground suddenly disappeared, but now Zhang Chi, who was a little abnormal in his mind, did not realize that there was anything wrong with it.

"Ruyi, Ruyi follows my wish..."

Good guy, this guy has played tricks, from "Journey to the West" to "Cauliwa".

The happiness of a single big boy is that simple!

When he was tired of playing, Zhang Chi, the drunkard, yawned. When he was drunk, he didn't care where he was, and lay down on the ground.

"Gourd, gourd, protect me!"

Then his head tilted and he began to snore happily.

Sizzle~~~! Sizzle~~ hiss!

I slept so beautifully.

Zhang Chi was asleep and did not notice it. The gourd that was originally holding in his hand suddenly rose up and floated in the air like no gravity.

At the moment when the gourd floated, it grew more than ten times larger, and it became a large gourd of about fifty centimeters. The little mosquitoes that were originally beside Zhang Chi suddenly seemed to be shaken open by invisible force. Within two or three meters of the center, even a living ants disappeared.

Zhang Chi slept so beautifully at this sleep.

Ah~~!

After stretching his waist gently, Zhang Chi let out a big sigh and opened his eyes.

However, when he saw a gourd floating in the air, he couldn't help but scream like a little girl seeing a rat.

Fortunately, there is no one in the village at this moment, otherwise the whole village would have been sent away by him.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Chi reached out and touched the gourd up and down, and found that there was no rope or thread hanging.

"This...this is unscientific," Zhang Chi muttered.

After looking around, Zhang Chi found that he had actually returned to the old village, so he was a little confused.

Zhang Chi can’t remember how he came from the old village at all, it’s a piece of it!

When he found himself in the old village, his attention soon returned to the gourd. Anyone who found a big gourd floating in front of him would be surprised.

Zhang Chi reached out and touched the gourd, and found that the thing looked like wood but not wood. It felt as gentle as jade, but it was a little warm.

"Do your parents know that you are so slutty?"

Zhang Chi started to speak to the gourd.

After saying that, Zhang Chi started playing with Hulu again, almost playing the same thing at night again. It can be seen that the old saying "speaks the truth after drinking" and "drunk" means "to see the temperament when you are drunk."

I tried all the myths and legends related to the treasure gourd in my mind.

As he played, Zhang Chi understood that he had a treasure that he could not understand and was afraid that modern science could not explain.

This thing can not only absorb things, but also spit out the things that are sucked in intact. Although the small gourd as big as a palm can actually hold an old tree trunk that is taller than Zhang Chi.

A kind of green liquid as thick, colorless and odorless can be poured out from the gourd. Just one drop will make the small saplings that cannot be worn out into towering trees in an instant.

baby!

Great fortune!
To be continued...