C65 (1/2)

The moment I started falling faster and faster from the 16th floor, the ground suddenly split open and a hole appeared. It was as if a mechanism was installed on the ground and someone had activated it in time.

I fell into the hole.

I had no idea how deep the hole was. I felt as if half an hour had passed, but my body was still falling. Looking up, it was pitch black. The light at the hole had long since disappeared.

There was no doubt that the cave was vertical. Because I fell all the way down without hitting anything. When a heavy object lands without wind resistance, the trail is a vertical straight line. But in conventional physics, it is impossible for an object to land in the air without wind resistance. The friction of air is wind resistance.

Strangely, since I fell into this hole, I have felt no wind resistance at all. As if I were still in a windless space. The reason I knew I was falling was that I could reach out and touch the wall of the cave, and the hard, smooth walls of the cave burned my hand.

The cave was pitch-black, and one couldn't even see his fingers in front of him.

Slowly, I grew sleepy and fell asleep with my eyes closed.

He didn't know how long he slept for.

When I opened my eyes, I suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from under my feet. It felt cold and dispelled a lot of my drowsiness.

After a while, I could feel the light in my eyes. He looked down and saw a white dot. As the white dot grew closer and closer, I realized that it was actually a hole. Soon, I was out of the cave, immersed in the cold wind. He could also see the golden rays of the sun, which were extremely dazzling.

His body was shivering from the cold. I knew at once that it was winter. And I'm in the air. Looking down, he saw that everything on the ground was so far away and so small. I swayed like a leaf in the strong gusts of wind. But at this time, I also did not violate the laws of physics. The falling speed became faster and faster. As the landscape drew closer, it grew larger in my eyes.

I thought, ”If this goes on, I will fall to my death. ”He fell to the ground and shattered his bones. He couldn't even make a meat patty!”

Suddenly, I felt another, stronger wave. The frequency of the waves was rapid and rhythmic, coming from above, as if something were stirring. So I twisted hard and rolled over, shifting from a prone position to lying on my face, and saw a huge bird flying toward me from the sky.

Only when they got closer did they see that it was a person with wings. He didn't know what to call her. Out of respect for human beings, it could not be called a ”bird” or a ”bird man”, it was more appropriate to call it a ”flying person”. Looking at it, my mind suddenly recalled the Thunder Pulse Pearl from the ”Divine Seal Decree”. The Thunder Pulse Pearl also had a pair of large wings.

Could this be the Thunder Pulse Pearl?

The Flyer, harmless and surprisingly fast, flew below me and held me up with a huge wing. The wings no longer flapped, but unfurled and stopped. He glided downwards.

”Thank you!” I was moved and shouted.

The thing did not make a sound. Arriving at the top of a wide river, when I was still twenty to thirty meters high, I flapped my wings, causing me to fall from it.

”Plop!” The impact created a wave. I fell into the river. The river was freezing cold. Not daring to hesitate, I swam towards the river bank. Something stirred in the depths of the river, because of the strange undercurrent. When they were about to reach the shore, they heard a splash behind them and couldn't help but look back.

He saw a huge lion's head poking out of the river. Its mane was a fiery red, its skin the color of indigo, and its pair of pitch-black eyes were as big as a copper bell. The two nostrils of his bull-nose were emitting red flames, causing the water around him to boil.

I was so scared that my body quivered. My feet stepped on the mud and I struggled to run forward. However, there was still quite a bit of resistance from the water on my chest. He threw himself forward and swam a few more times. His belly scraped the mud and he stood up again. The river was shallow to his knees. He kicked his feet and threw himself onto the riverbank. When he looked back, the 'lion head' had already disappeared. Only then did he feel at ease, sitting on the riverbank to catch his breath.

”Where is this place?” I stood up and looked around, puzzled.

The sun was in the south. To warm myself, I walked south, facing the sun.

After about an hour of walking, I arrived at a village.

The village looked backward. Many of the houses were made of mud. Many did not have courtyard walls or gates. Like in the seventies and eighties. Several villagers were sitting or lying on dry corn stalks in the sun. She saw me standing there, looking around in my wet clothes.

A middle-aged man who looked to be about forty-five years old and wore a sheepskin felt hat asked me loudly, ”Who are you? Did he fall into the river in the middle of winter? Do you know if it's cold? ”

I casually said: ”Passing a bridge, accidentally fell into the river!”

”Who are you looking for in my village?” the man asked again.

I didn't know how to answer.

Another middle-aged woman said, ”This guy is so tall and his face is so handsome! Have you a wife? ”

As she said this, I thought of my deceased lover, Xu Xiaru. I couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in my heart, and tears began to flow from my eyes.

The middle-aged man wearing a sheepskin hat complained, ”Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Are you scaring me to tears?!”

The few of them slapped their thighs and laughed out loud.

I quickly reached out to wipe away my tears.