The Nexus of Time and Space in Marvel

Most of the month before his death was spent in a coma. Whenever he fell asleep, a picture would always appear in his mind, like going back to the ancient folk hundreds of years ago.

"I didn't expect my dreams to be coherent, just like the TV series."

He chuckled and fell into sleep again. The picture in his mind turned and he appeared in a wilderness jungle.

The four- or five-year-old kid was wandering around in the jungle, his panicked eyes scanning the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him.

He Tiedan, the fifth son of the He family, is the protagonist in Wang Fang's dream.

"Why is this guy here?"

He was floating next to He Tiedan like a soul, his eyes scanning around.

It's nightfall now. It stands to reason that at this time, the farmers have already gone to the fields, and the little kids in the village will go home obediently and wait for dinner.

However, looking at Tiedan's expression, it was obvious that he was lost. Wang Fang knew that this kid must be lost. After all, this guy's IQ has never been high. Compared with his peers, he was probably only at the level of a three or four year old.

There were few examples of such obvious imbecility around Wang Fang in his previous life, but now that we are in ancient times, if medical and health conditions cannot keep up, it is easy for such mentally retarded children to appear.

However, for ancient times, being able to work and eat was considered the standard for normal people. After all, there were still many children who unfortunately died due to various reasons as soon as they were born. Even an adult in his prime might die because of one incident. It is considered normal for a child to die from a cold, let alone a child of four or five years old, with a slightly lower IQ.

At the moment, Tiedan, who strayed into the jungle, has obviously forgotten the route he came from, and is scurrying around like a headless fly. Fortunately, it is not yet late at night, otherwise, the ferocious birds and beasts in the jungle, He would not let such a weak prey go.

Relying on his own thoughts to gradually rise, Wang Fang's figure is suspended in mid-air. This is his unique ability in dreams. He can simply change the environment and objects around him according to his own thoughts.

Floating in mid-air, he glanced around and found that in the jungle not far away, there were dots of torch light and shadow. It seemed that Tiedan's tribe had discovered the news of his disappearance and were now looking for him.

Falling down, I wanted to point the direction of the Tiedan clansmen through my thoughts, but suddenly I thought that my ability to change objects can only be done slowly, just like the growth of plants, it cannot be achieved overnight.

His eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he drifted down, curling up next to Tiedan, staring at this little kid who was only five years old.

He has obvious characteristics of an ancient child. His upper body is a set of low-quality linen clothes, which are obviously modified from adults' clothes. His lower body is a worn-out pair of crotchless pants. For a five-year-old kid, wearing crotchless pants is already a must. It was a very shameful thing, but there was no shameful expression on Zhang Tiedan's face. He was still swinging a small worm around in the forest.

An hour had passed in the blink of an eye, and a voice of shouting gradually came to my ears. The voice was thick and pleasant. It was the voice of Uncle Tiedan.

He Shouyi, He Tiedan's biological second uncle, is about forty years old, of medium build, wearing a shabby linen robe, which looks even worse than the one worn by Tiedan.

At this moment, He Shouyi had just gone to the fields. He had been busy all day. He heard the news that Tiedan was missing before he took a rest. He hurriedly searched for it in the mountains and forests. Two hours later, his throat was dry and bitter, and he said a hoarse voice. Following the sentence, I suddenly saw a small figure in the jungle. I hurriedly followed it. After I found out that it was my own iron egg, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Zhang Tiedan was a little scared at first when he saw a dark figure coming from the jungle. After discovering that it was his second uncle, he rushed over in panic and grabbed his second uncle's sleeves, his arms still shaking.

"Second uncle"

After calling his second uncle in a low voice, Tiedan was exhausted and lay in his arms sobbing.

"You kid, are you seeking death?"

He cursed angrily and raised his hand to hit someone, but found that his arm was so sore that he had no choice but to wave the torch and call his tribe over.

At this moment, the tribesmen in the mountains and forests had noticed the strangeness of the second uncle, and shouted to each other and came towards He Shouyi.

One of them, a young woman in her twenties, staggered over, crying and shouting. She rushed to Tiedan's side and raised her hand to hit him.

"You damn kid, you don't want your life. You just wander into this place. If you die, what should I do, mother?"

The cry was heartbreaking, accompanied by a slapping sound.

Tiedan was about to fall asleep at this moment. He slapped his body several times and started crying loudly. Then he couldn't catch his breath. After choking for a few times, he fell asleep in his second uncle's arms.

"You're a mother-in-law, what should I do if I break it?"

Seeing that something was wrong, He Shouyi quickly stopped him, blocking He Li's slapping while holding Tiedan to comfort him.

After discovering that Tiedan just fell asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to stand up and said, "Okay, let's go back. We'll talk about everything after the child wakes up."

The two managed to stand up, while He Chunhua was still sobbing and sobbing from behind. They did not notice the breeze surging around them, and a tiny bit of light rushing towards the Baihui point on Tiedan's head.

"what happened"

Wang Fang was shocked, and vaguely felt a huge suction force coming from the center of Tiedan's forehead, dragging him forward like a quagmire.

During the struggle, he vaguely sensed that the alarm bell was blaring in the hospital, and a young nurse stood beside him with a panicked expression. On the other side, an old doctor arrived, stared at the electrocardiogram, and then shook his head helplessly. Shake his head.

"Myself, I'm dead"

Wang Fang has experienced the scene of dead people in the hospital several times. Patients in the intensive care unit died almost every day. The scene in front of him obviously meant that he had died.

Wang Fang has long been indifferent to death. He only regrets not being able to fulfill his filial piety to his parents. But now, with a terminal illness, dying early may be a relief.

However, he never thought that he would die suddenly in his dream, and he still had a vague feeling of possessing Tiedan.

But before Wang Fang could think about it, as the last trace of suction disappeared, his mind could no longer bear it and he fell asleep while struggling.

When I woke up again, it was already three days later. The scene of roosters crowing and dogs barking had already returned to the village. However, unlike other families, there was a silly figure at the door of Lao He's house.

Wang Fang, no, it should be Tiedan now. He Tiedan squatted on the threshold of his house in a daze, staring at the road in front of the door with his big black eyes, showing a confused look.

"Ming Dynasty, He Family"

"How could I possess this little brat?"

After sniffing his nose, He Tiedan now had doubts on his head and stared blankly at the road in front of him, his mind filled with unbelievable thoughts.

Behind him was a pretty figure wearing a big red robe. At this moment, Tiedan's third aunt was leaning on the edge of the door frame, eating melon seeds, looking at He Tiedan with a sweet smile and saying, "You little fool, you don't know how to It’s even more stupid.”

"What are you talking about? A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."

The grandmother of the He family, Ms. Zhou, came out of the main room with a dustpan of millet. She glared at the third aunt, Ms. Yang, and while sifting out the dust in the dustpan, she cursed angrily: "You have nothing to do when you have nothing to do, right? If you have nothing to do, just go out and fight." Go away, if I hear you gossiping in front of outsiders, I will let the third child divorce you."

Grandma He's threat was obviously not taken to heart by Mrs. He Yang. She gave a sweet smile and turned back to her room. As for the work of killing pigweed, it has always been the responsibility of the younger generation. How could she, a daughter-in-law of a well-known family, be allowed to do it? These dirty tricks.

Grandma He didn't pay attention to He Yang's disobedient behavior. She had always had a headache for this daughter-in-law who had just married two years ago. If she hadn't discovered that she was arranging her own grandson today, she wouldn't have bothered to care about her. , now that Mr. He Yang has given in, Grandma He doesn’t want to care too much. She hurriedly put down the dustpan in her hand, walked towards He Tiedan and said, "This child has not lost his soul, right?"

After staring at He Tiedan twice, Grandma He made up her mind that when the old man of the He family comes back, she will definitely ask him to invite a goddess back. If there is any problem, it can be solved early.

Wang Fang didn't notice the strange look in Grandma He's eyes at all. If he knew that his grandma was going to invite the goddess, he would definitely try his best to stop her, lest he be discovered to be strange. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665