Not a hard dirt floor, but a wooden plank, and he didn't seem to be on the ground.

Zhou Fan confirmed this fact, he maintained relative calm, did not rashly walk in the dense fog, but looked up at the sky.

The starry sky can give people direction.

It's just that Zhou Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and a huge blood-colored sphere hung high in the gray sky, and there were dense lead ash craters on the surface of the sphere.

The blood-colored sphere that occupied half of the sky's field of vision seemed to fall down at any time, giving Zhou Fan a feeling of suffocation.

Zhou Fan took a deep breath, he stared at the blood-colored sphere until his neck was sore, and the blood ball showed no sign of falling, and he was faintly relieved.

If the orb did fall like a comet, he would have nowhere to escape.

Turbulence.

The gray mist that had been drifting towards the sky was swept upwards, and the huge gray mist swept into the shape of a tornado, which was sucked into the blood ball.

Zhou Fan could only look at it in amazement, everything around him was so weird that he couldn't do anything.

The gray mist was inhaled for a short time, and in just a few seconds, the blood-colored sphere stopped absorbing the gray mist.

There was still a gray mist floating around him, but it had become thinner, and Zhou Fan's vision suddenly became clear, and he raised his eyes to find himself standing in ...... On a ship?

He wasn't quite sure if it was a ship, because the large wooden ship had nothing.

There was no canvas, no mast, no's cabin, just a vast, empty deck with a half-man's high wooden railing around the edges.

Other than that, there was nothing, and looking further away, he saw gray water.

The wooden boat was surrounded by gray water, calm and waveless gray water, gray water like gray mist.

In order to see more clearly, Zhou Fan came to the edge of the railing and looked down.

The ash was as smooth as a mirror, and a burst of tremors crawled down his spine all over Zhou Fan's body, and sweat seeped out of his back like pulp, wetting his single clothes.

The mirror-like gray river below reflects a white skull.

Zhou Fan straightened up from the bed, sweating and sweating, he found that he had woken up.

It's just that his face is still frighteningly white, and his pupils are shrinking.

Zhou Fan patted his face, feeling that the skin and flesh on his face were all there, and he began to slowly calm down his breathing, but his face was a little blue.

It's not that he hasn't seen dead people's skulls, and he feels terrified because the last skull he sees is his own head.

He looked at the familiar layout of the room outside the tent and shook his head, it was just a more real dream.

But he thinks about it day and night, why did he have such a dream?

He hadn't seen anything about the ship lately.

A shallow blue light leaked in from the roof skylight, and there was the sound of a rooster crowing outside.

It's dawn.

After a while, footsteps sounded outside the room.

It was Zhou Fan's mother-in-law Gui Feng who walked in, and she called: "Afan, it's time to get up, we have to go over the hair binding ceremony in the village early." ”

Zhou Fan responded and hurriedly got off the bed.

Later, under Gui Feng's arrangement, Zhou Fan went to freshen up, finished breakfast, and put on the new clothes given to him by Gui Feng.

said that it was a new outfit, but in fact, it was also relative to the one he wore before, and this new dress also had several inconspicuous patches.

After Zhou Fan put on his new clothes, Zhou Yimu and Gui Feng were obviously ready.

Zhou Zhou Mu looked at Zhou Fan, who had already dressed up, and just nodded slightly: "Let's go." ”

The three of them went out together, closed the door casually, and did not lock it.

After all, the family is also poor, and there is nothing valuable for people to steal.

The early morning wind was cool, this was the first time Zhou Fan had left the mud house of the Zhou family, and he followed Zhou Zhou Mu and his wife while looking curiously at everything around him, the simple and primitive rough environment.

The people of the village were also heading in the same direction, apparently all of them had come to participate in the hair binding ceremony.

On the way, there were villagers who greeted the three of them, and it was usually Zhou Yimu who responded with it.

Occasionally, a young man about the same age as Zhou Fan called Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan could only answer with a smile, he didn't know who these people's surnames were, and he couldn't talk much.

After walking for a short time, Zhou Fan and the others stopped.

It is a wide flat area in the center of the village, surrounded by no common mud houses, only a round altar made of gray stone.

The round altar is not big, only thirty or forty square meters, and there are already dense people gathered under the round altar, these are all people from Sanqiu Village.

Zhou Fan didn't know how big Sanqiu Village was, but there were almost a thousand people here, Zhou Fan was just standing aside, and Zhou Zhou Mu and Gui Feng were talking to people, talking about some trivial matters.

Zhou Fan didn't listen carefully, and suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

Zhou Fan turned his head to see that standing in front of him was a skinny young man, and when he smiled, the bones of his face stood out.

Zhou Fan sighed, it was the first time he had seen someone so thin.

The young man smiled and said, "Afan, you're fine, I've always wanted to go and see you, but Aunt Gui Feng won't let me go." ”

Gui Feng turned around, she looked at Zhou Fan with a confused face, and knew that her son had forgotten this young man, she hurriedly said: "Afan, this is Zhang Quanfu, you usually call him a thin monkey, have you forgotten?"

Zhou Fan said helplessly: "Thin monkey, I'm sorry, I forgot about you." ”

The thin monkey was stunned for a moment and said, "Aunt Guifeng, why did Ah Fan forget me?"

Gui Feng shook his head and said, "He hurt his head, and he doesn't remember many things before." ”

The thin monkey suddenly realized, he touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "So that's the case, that's fine, I'll tell Ah Fan slowly, Ah Fan, let's go to the side to play, it's not interesting for you to follow your father." ”

Gui Feng waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, but you both have to tie your hair today, but you can't be too far away, and you will have to come back later." ”

Before Zhou Fan could agree, he was dragged up by the thin monkey and quickly moved away from Zhou Yimu and them.

The thin monkey pulled Zhou Fan to a remote corner before letting go of his hand, he looked at Zhou Fan in a circle and said, "Afan, are you really amnesia?

Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "Thin monkey, I really forgot everything, I don't even remember what the name of our country is?"

Zhou Fan is deliberately probing, he doesn't know anything about this era, he has some scruples about Zhou Zhou Mu and Gui Feng, but he doesn't have too many scruples about the young man named Thin Monkey in front of him, after all, at this age of Thin Monkey, he shouldn't have any scheming.