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Chapter 5 Amnesia Peach Blossom Spring
Chapter 5 Amnesia Peach Blossom Spring
If he hadn't been removed from his soul, he would have become a ghost himself, wandering around, and borrowing the body of this young man to return to the underworld.
Wang Lan thought about it for a long time, but couldn't understand it.In the end, he decided to borrow the young man's body first, and then make other plans.
Tang Chuan, who was at the side, saw Wang Lan sitting on the bed dumbfounded, so he asked Mr. Wu, "What's wrong with Yue Feng?"
"The doctor said that he seems to have been hit in the back of the head by a football, which affected the language area and memory area of the brain. At present, he can't speak well and has lost some memory. Wait until the experts see the MRI results tomorrow."
Teacher Wu gave Tang Chuan a hard look, "You said you just finished the senior high school entrance examination, wouldn't it be good to play games at home? You must come out to play football! The school is also responsible for your safety, so you can't be late for a few weeks , Wait until you graduate from junior high school to play again?"
"Where can I go? I'm embarrassed to use the school playground to play football after graduation." Tang Chuan said with a playful smile, and then glanced at the smart watch on his wrist, "Oh, it's already five o'clock, teacher, don't worry about us. I will send Yue Feng home."
Tang Chuan helped Wang Lan out of the teaching building and onto the playground.
Seeing that there was only such a young man left, Wang Lan slowly let go of his guard, and asked, "Dare to ask my name?"
"What? What did you say?" Tang Chuan heard a bunch of inexplicable pronunciation, and remembered that the school doctor said that Yue Feng might have a language barrier, so he said, "Speak slowly, word by word, or I can't hear you clearly."
"Can you speak the correct pronunciation?" Wang Lan asked.The correct pronunciation in his mouth refers to the official dialect in Luoyang and Bianliang in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Those who are officials in the court and in the middle of the country, with a southern accent and a northern accent, all use the Luoyang reading pronunciation as the orthodox pronunciation.Speaking the correct pronunciation is convenient for communication, which is equivalent to the current Mandarin.
"What? You speak more slowly..."
Seeing that the two were really unable to communicate, Wang Lan had an idea.He first went to the willow tree by the wall, broke off a willow branch, and then came to a bunker for long jumps, and wrote three words "Who am I" in the sand using a branch as a substitute for writing.
This is exactly what Wang Lan wants to know most at the moment.
"Why are you dragging the traditional characters?" Tang Chuan glanced at the "who" written in the fan, took the branch that Wang Lan handed over, and began to swipe in the sand.
"Yue, Feng." Looking at Tang Chuan's crooked words, Wang Lan frowned, "It turns out that the boy I possess is called Yue Feng.
Wang Lan was in the ambulance just now and saw many shops with Chinese character plaques hanging on the side of the road. He guessed that this must be the place where Han people lived, so he wanted to communicate by writing.
"The books are written in the same way, and the cars are on the same track. Thanks to Qin Shihuang's contribution." Wang Lan sighed secretly.Immediately afterwards, he wrote three more words on the ground: "Who are you?"
"Tang Chuan".
"What world is this?" Wang Lang was about to write down this question when he suddenly remembered all the strange things he had seen and heard here, and felt that this place might be like the Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming, a place isolated from the world.
The people in Taohuayuan "do not know Han, regardless of Wei and Jin", so I am afraid that they will not get any results, so it is better to ask each dynasty one dynasty at a time.
Wang Lan wrote down the word "Zhou", but seeing that the other party didn't respond, he wrote "Qin" below it.
"Who is Zhou Qin?" Tang Chuan wondered for a while.When he saw the traditional "汉" next, it took him a long time to recognize it.
When he saw "Jin", he finally realized: "It turns out that Yue Feng is writing the name of the dynasty."
Tang Chuan grabbed the branch, "It's too boring for you to write like this." After speaking, he took out a pen and notebook from the schoolbag behind his back, turned to a blank page, and wrote down the remaining dynasties.
"Why does this young man write from left to right?" Although Tang Chuan's writing style looks very awkward, but Wang Lan has seen too many weird things after waking up, so he has no choice but to "do as the Romans do".
When Wang Lan saw "Song", he looked up at Tang Chuan with a little expectation in his eyes.But when Tang Chuan wrote "Qing" in one breath, Wang Lan's head was like five thunderclaps, and he was in a trance for a while.
He believed that since Tang Chuan knew "Sui, Tang and Song", the "Yuan, Ming and Qing" written later must also be the name of the dynasty, which undoubtedly gave him a heavy blow in the chest.Could it be that he came to the world after several dynasties?Is Da Song dead?
I and the soldiers of the Yue family, the Beiwei Army, risked their lives on the battlefield, but in the end they failed to keep the country of the Great Song Dynasty.
"The name 'Yuan', how come I've never heard of it? Isn't it Jin who replaced my Great Song?" Wang Lan was a little confused.He stared straight at the notebook, waiting for Tang Chuan to continue writing.
"It's finished!" Tang Chuan saw Wang Lan's waiting, and said, "After the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the dynasty has ended since then. If we write again, it will be the Republic of China and the Republic."
Wang Lan didn't quite understand, but still nodded, picked up the branch and wrote down the fourth question: "Where is this place?"In order for the other party to understand, he also began to write from left to right.
"Boss, can you fix the traditional Chinese characters? You can't read them clearly when you write them on the sand." Tang Chuan bit his lip and wrote the word "Liancheng" on the paper. This is the name of this seaside city. .
"It's too late, we have to send Yue Feng home quickly." Thinking of this, Tang Chuan hurriedly wrote down the word "go home".
Wang Lang was still thinking about the literal meaning, but Tang Chuan grabbed his arm and walked outside the school.
Wang Lan couldn't remember how he got to another house. There were so many strange things along the way that his head was about to explode.
Tang Chuan pulled him in front of a woman who looked about forty years old, and she suddenly hugged him tightly, which really made him feel unbearable.
"Auntie," Tang Chuan said to the woman, "Yue Feng injured his head while playing football. The school doctor Mr. Wu took him to the hospital..." Tang Chuan recounted the whole process, including Wang Lan's various strange behaviors after waking up. over again.
Yue Feng's mother let go of her arms and asked Tang Chuan, "You mean Yue Feng has lost his memory?" After she received a call from Teacher Wu, she only knew that her son was injured, so she hurriedly asked for leave from get off work and had just arrived home.
"Well, I guess he still has some language and behavioral disorders. You saw it just now, and he doesn't even remember you." Tang Chuan replied, "Ms. Wu said that this is what the doctor said, and the specific diagnosis results will come tomorrow." to get it."
After hearing this, Yue Feng's mother frowned, with tears in her eyes, trying not to shed them in front of her son's classmates.
"Can I come to accompany Yue Feng often?" Tang Chuan asked, "Maybe this can help him recover as soon as possible." "
"Thank you so much," Yue Feng's mother rubbed her eyes and wiped away the tears that had overflowed, "Auntie is usually busy with work, so this is the key to the house. If you have time, come here directly." Pass it to Tang Chuan.
"Then I'll come back tomorrow, Auntie." Tang Chuan turned and closed the door, sticking out his tongue in the corridor, "If Aunt Yue knows that her son was kicked by me, it's over..."
(End of this chapter)
If he hadn't been removed from his soul, he would have become a ghost himself, wandering around, and borrowing the body of this young man to return to the underworld.
Wang Lan thought about it for a long time, but couldn't understand it.In the end, he decided to borrow the young man's body first, and then make other plans.
Tang Chuan, who was at the side, saw Wang Lan sitting on the bed dumbfounded, so he asked Mr. Wu, "What's wrong with Yue Feng?"
"The doctor said that he seems to have been hit in the back of the head by a football, which affected the language area and memory area of the brain. At present, he can't speak well and has lost some memory. Wait until the experts see the MRI results tomorrow."
Teacher Wu gave Tang Chuan a hard look, "You said you just finished the senior high school entrance examination, wouldn't it be good to play games at home? You must come out to play football! The school is also responsible for your safety, so you can't be late for a few weeks , Wait until you graduate from junior high school to play again?"
"Where can I go? I'm embarrassed to use the school playground to play football after graduation." Tang Chuan said with a playful smile, and then glanced at the smart watch on his wrist, "Oh, it's already five o'clock, teacher, don't worry about us. I will send Yue Feng home."
Tang Chuan helped Wang Lan out of the teaching building and onto the playground.
Seeing that there was only such a young man left, Wang Lan slowly let go of his guard, and asked, "Dare to ask my name?"
"What? What did you say?" Tang Chuan heard a bunch of inexplicable pronunciation, and remembered that the school doctor said that Yue Feng might have a language barrier, so he said, "Speak slowly, word by word, or I can't hear you clearly."
"Can you speak the correct pronunciation?" Wang Lan asked.The correct pronunciation in his mouth refers to the official dialect in Luoyang and Bianliang in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Those who are officials in the court and in the middle of the country, with a southern accent and a northern accent, all use the Luoyang reading pronunciation as the orthodox pronunciation.Speaking the correct pronunciation is convenient for communication, which is equivalent to the current Mandarin.
"What? You speak more slowly..."
Seeing that the two were really unable to communicate, Wang Lan had an idea.He first went to the willow tree by the wall, broke off a willow branch, and then came to a bunker for long jumps, and wrote three words "Who am I" in the sand using a branch as a substitute for writing.
This is exactly what Wang Lan wants to know most at the moment.
"Why are you dragging the traditional characters?" Tang Chuan glanced at the "who" written in the fan, took the branch that Wang Lan handed over, and began to swipe in the sand.
"Yue, Feng." Looking at Tang Chuan's crooked words, Wang Lan frowned, "It turns out that the boy I possess is called Yue Feng.
Wang Lan was in the ambulance just now and saw many shops with Chinese character plaques hanging on the side of the road. He guessed that this must be the place where Han people lived, so he wanted to communicate by writing.
"The books are written in the same way, and the cars are on the same track. Thanks to Qin Shihuang's contribution." Wang Lan sighed secretly.Immediately afterwards, he wrote three more words on the ground: "Who are you?"
"Tang Chuan".
"What world is this?" Wang Lang was about to write down this question when he suddenly remembered all the strange things he had seen and heard here, and felt that this place might be like the Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming, a place isolated from the world.
The people in Taohuayuan "do not know Han, regardless of Wei and Jin", so I am afraid that they will not get any results, so it is better to ask each dynasty one dynasty at a time.
Wang Lan wrote down the word "Zhou", but seeing that the other party didn't respond, he wrote "Qin" below it.
"Who is Zhou Qin?" Tang Chuan wondered for a while.When he saw the traditional "汉" next, it took him a long time to recognize it.
When he saw "Jin", he finally realized: "It turns out that Yue Feng is writing the name of the dynasty."
Tang Chuan grabbed the branch, "It's too boring for you to write like this." After speaking, he took out a pen and notebook from the schoolbag behind his back, turned to a blank page, and wrote down the remaining dynasties.
"Why does this young man write from left to right?" Although Tang Chuan's writing style looks very awkward, but Wang Lan has seen too many weird things after waking up, so he has no choice but to "do as the Romans do".
When Wang Lan saw "Song", he looked up at Tang Chuan with a little expectation in his eyes.But when Tang Chuan wrote "Qing" in one breath, Wang Lan's head was like five thunderclaps, and he was in a trance for a while.
He believed that since Tang Chuan knew "Sui, Tang and Song", the "Yuan, Ming and Qing" written later must also be the name of the dynasty, which undoubtedly gave him a heavy blow in the chest.Could it be that he came to the world after several dynasties?Is Da Song dead?
I and the soldiers of the Yue family, the Beiwei Army, risked their lives on the battlefield, but in the end they failed to keep the country of the Great Song Dynasty.
"The name 'Yuan', how come I've never heard of it? Isn't it Jin who replaced my Great Song?" Wang Lan was a little confused.He stared straight at the notebook, waiting for Tang Chuan to continue writing.
"It's finished!" Tang Chuan saw Wang Lan's waiting, and said, "After the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the dynasty has ended since then. If we write again, it will be the Republic of China and the Republic."
Wang Lan didn't quite understand, but still nodded, picked up the branch and wrote down the fourth question: "Where is this place?"In order for the other party to understand, he also began to write from left to right.
"Boss, can you fix the traditional Chinese characters? You can't read them clearly when you write them on the sand." Tang Chuan bit his lip and wrote the word "Liancheng" on the paper. This is the name of this seaside city. .
"It's too late, we have to send Yue Feng home quickly." Thinking of this, Tang Chuan hurriedly wrote down the word "go home".
Wang Lang was still thinking about the literal meaning, but Tang Chuan grabbed his arm and walked outside the school.
Wang Lan couldn't remember how he got to another house. There were so many strange things along the way that his head was about to explode.
Tang Chuan pulled him in front of a woman who looked about forty years old, and she suddenly hugged him tightly, which really made him feel unbearable.
"Auntie," Tang Chuan said to the woman, "Yue Feng injured his head while playing football. The school doctor Mr. Wu took him to the hospital..." Tang Chuan recounted the whole process, including Wang Lan's various strange behaviors after waking up. over again.
Yue Feng's mother let go of her arms and asked Tang Chuan, "You mean Yue Feng has lost his memory?" After she received a call from Teacher Wu, she only knew that her son was injured, so she hurriedly asked for leave from get off work and had just arrived home.
"Well, I guess he still has some language and behavioral disorders. You saw it just now, and he doesn't even remember you." Tang Chuan replied, "Ms. Wu said that this is what the doctor said, and the specific diagnosis results will come tomorrow." to get it."
After hearing this, Yue Feng's mother frowned, with tears in her eyes, trying not to shed them in front of her son's classmates.
"Can I come to accompany Yue Feng often?" Tang Chuan asked, "Maybe this can help him recover as soon as possible." "
"Thank you so much," Yue Feng's mother rubbed her eyes and wiped away the tears that had overflowed, "Auntie is usually busy with work, so this is the key to the house. If you have time, come here directly." Pass it to Tang Chuan.
"Then I'll come back tomorrow, Auntie." Tang Chuan turned and closed the door, sticking out his tongue in the corridor, "If Aunt Yue knows that her son was kicked by me, it's over..."
(End of this chapter)
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