"Yu Feng, stop! You bully Ding Hao again, I'll call Teacher Huang!" On the straight street leading to the central urban area of ​​Yungang No. 2 Middle School, students came to school one after another. Four or five boys were punching and kicking Ding Hao. The leader was Yu Feng. Ding Hao's neighbor, Xia Lin, caught up from behind, and saw this scene and helped him.

Because Xia Lin threatened the teacher, Yu Feng and others stopped. Because Xia Lin was a girl, Yu Feng beat him and didn't care anymore. He just kicked Ding Hao who was lying on the ground in discomfort: "You must pay back the money tomorrow, otherwise you will be beaten once every time!" After that, the group of people left.

"Are you okay?" Xia Lin came to Ding Hao and carefully helped Ding Hao up, "This Yu Feng is really a classmate. Why do he always bully you? And why do you owe them money?"

Ding Hao smiled at Xia Lin with gratitude: "I'm fine. How could I owe them money? It's a protection fee. I haven't paid the summer tutoring fee yet, so how can I give it to them?"

"What should I do?"

"It's okay, he can't really beat me up every day." Ding Hao was also helpless. Ding Hao is now an orphan. Since the accident at home ten years ago, Ding Hao has "divorced" with his relatives and was taken back to the county town of Yungang by a kind-hearted uncle Yang. Uncle Yang is an elderly widow, without a wife or children, and is very nice to Ding Hao, treating him like a grandson. He relies on his odd jobs everywhere, picking up garbage to provide food and clothing for Ding Hao, and going to school...

Although Ding Hao was almost unable to remember his parents and where his home was, he could not forget what his father said to him before leaving, and how he came to this small county town. So after the police "seeking relatives" many times but failed, Ding Hao also agreed to this reality. He was very grateful to Mr. Yang and listened to him very much.

I also thought about getting into college and finding a job in the future and being filial to Mr. Yang. It’s a pity that my son wants to support him but his parents are not waiting for him. This spring, Mr. Yang could not stand the time and passed away.

Ding Hao was suffering now. Although he was a little hard-working, his relatively stable life was completely broken. He had to spend money on food, clothing, tuition and miscellaneous expenses. He was just an 18-year-old high school student. Where can I get money? The most hateful thing is that Yu Feng and a few villains in the school. Before, Uncle Yang was there, but nothing happened. Now he almost always asked Ding Hao for trouble. It was obvious that his mobile phone bullied Ding Hao's family without adults.

Of course, Ding Hao can still tolerate these, because this is nothing compared to what he encountered more than ten years ago.

In fact, Ding Hao still remembers some of his life experience, because he was already seven years old when something happened at home! At that time, his name was not Ding Hao, but Ding Tianle, his nickname was Lele. He would never forget that his father drove hundreds of kilometers in the rain overnight to a hotel, and repeatedly reminded himself before leaving.

"Child, the farther you go, the better! Don't go home, don't go back to Qianjiang, never. You can hold this ring, and you may need it when you grow up in the future..."

Ding Hao was not willing to give up his family, but he was very sensible. Although he didn't know what happened at home, his father had never been so panicked. Even his mother who loved him the most did not come to see him off. Ding Hao knew that something happened not only happened in his family, but also something big happened!

After the father had gone, the mother could not settle the matter, and even the grandfather could not protect himself, or the entire Ding family and the Xiao family were unwilling to shelter the lake and were unable to shelter the major matters. Otherwise, the father would not have sent him to a strange city, Chaisang and left cruelly. It was precisely because of his father's cruelty that the young Ding Hao knew that he could not sit still and wait for death.

So after his father left, he did not stay in a hotel, but instead found a wandering orphan in the city who was about the same age as him and was about the same size as him. He asked him to exchange his identities with him at the cost of Wu Baiyuan. Even the brand-name clothes he bought and the jade pendant with his nickname engraved to the little beggar.

The little beggar is an orphan, of course he can't ask for it. He has no idea that Ding Hao has other intentions and is happy to show off everywhere in his new clothes. When others ask him, he says he is Ding Tianle, from Qianjiang, a big city...

Of course, this is also something he has been feeling guilty for more than ten years, because he later changed five or six cars aimlessly to Yungang, a small southwestern county in Hunan. A few years later, he learned from the Internet that on the third day after he left, a group of people found the little beggar.

They first broke his limbs and asked him to beg on the street. Half a month later, the little beggar was found still in a dilapidated temple, and it was beyond recognition! Later, it was said that an official was furious and sent people from the capital to the city where he once settled in, completely eradicating the gangsters. The group of people paid three lives and eleven people seriously injured!

Ding Hao was unknown later. There was no news media reports, and Ding Hao did not dare to investigate.

Over the years, Ding Hao often blamed himself for the little beggar who died for him. He was also often glad that if he didn't do that, the person who was dismembered was himself!

Thanks to Mr. Yang in the past ten years, he relied on farm work and went to the county town to pick up garbage and exchange it for money for Ding Hao to eat and drink, and to provide Ding Hao with school. Ding Hao also thought that he would work hard to study and strive to get into college and then be filial to Mr. Yang.

It’s a pity that my son wants to support him but his relatives are not waiting for him. Now the village has been merged into Yungang County, and Uncle Yang and Ding Hao are considered urban residents. When Ding Hao was seven years old, Uncle Yang was sixty-six and seventy-three this year. He finally didn’t wait for the day when Ding Hao was admitted to university.

In the future, he had to live alone, Ding Hao sighed long. He knew that Uncle Yang had tried his best. Over the years, Uncle Yang had been saving money and was left alone when he left! Apart from the father in his hand, Uncle Yang had kept the ring for ten years, and there was nothing else worthwhile.

Ding Hao didn't know what the power his father said was, but now he has not graduated from high school and can't beat an ordinary adult man in martial arts. He is even more unfamiliar with financial essays. No matter from any angle, it has nothing to do with strength! So Ding Hao knew that he had to persevere!

Ding Hao's academic performance over the years is pretty good. He and Xia Lin are neighbors. They were both admitted to Yungang No. 2 Middle School with excellent results when they entered high school. Although Yungang is a small county town, the teaching quality of Yungang No. 2 Middle School is the first among the five counties in the southwest, and they are even ranked in the entire Duliang City and even in southern Hunan Province.

Especially in recent years, some cities and even provincial leaders have sent their children to Yungang No. 2 Middle School to study in middle schools. In this way, the city and county finance have continued to tilt towards No. 2 Middle School, and the best teachers in the county have been transferred to No. 2 Middle School, forming a virtuous cycle. The admission rate of No. 2 Middle School has been rising, the children of leaders have been increasing, and the support of the county government has been increasing... Ding Hao's foundation is definitely not bad if he can get into such a school.

However, because life is gone, Ding Hao has to use his spare time to do odd jobs for others. Regular leave has seriously affected his studies. In addition, Yu Feng and others often bully Ding Hao, and Ding Hao's academic performance has plummeted. Now there are more than 60 people in a class, which is basically at the mid- and downstream level. According to the admission rate in previous years, it is not easy to get a third-tier university.

This has entered a vicious cycle, with poor grades and bullied teachers not much. If the teacher doesn’t care about it, he will be bullied more and more. If he is always bullied, he will naturally not be able to go to school with peace of mind... This was originally August of the summer vacation, but because he is about to become a senior high school, the school started organizing voluntary cram schools since July.

It is said to be voluntary tutoring, but in fact it is just to deal with the above inspections, because the teacher’s lecture progress in the cram school will not stop. If you don’t participate, when you start school in September and the courses in the third year of high school are halfway through, how can you keep up with the progress? So you have to go even if you don’t have money.

Today, when school was over, the head teacher urged Ding Hao to pay the tutoring fee. This made Ding Hao embarrassed. The money left by Uncle Yang had already been spent. In daily life, Xia Lin's parents treated him well, because they watched Ding Hao grow up since childhood, and occasionally gave him some side dishes, some oil and salt.

But their family is not well off, so Ding Hao can only solve the tuition fee by himself. But this bastard Yu Feng is here to charge some protection fees. It is obvious that he is bullying Ding Hao's family and no one is in charge of the school. If Xia Lin hadn't appeared in time today and called the head teacher to threaten it, Yu Feng and others would have been beaten to Ding Hao for a while.

"Ding Hao, you are bleeding! Why don't I accompany you to the hospital?" Xia Lin looked at the blood oozing from the corner of Ding Hao's mouth, and was so scared that she was bleak.

"It's okay, it's okay! Let's go home." Ding Hao also wanted to go to the hospital, but he still planned to bear the minor injury by himself. Just kidding, going to the hospital, after this checkup, prescription of some medicine will probably cost him a year's tuition and living expenses! If he goes to the hospital every time he gets beaten, Ding Hao wouldn't dare to imagine that he would owe tens of thousands of yuan to the hospital now.

"Are you really okay?" Xia Lin handed Ding Hao a napkin and asked with concern.

"It's really okay, just go back and have a sleep!" Ding Hao was very grateful to Xia Lin. Over the past ten years, the two have been in the same class since elementary school and junior high school. They have communicated a lot in their studies and helped each other when they have difficulties in life. Although they are in high school, because they are a little sensible, they only have a little distance between boys and girls in school. However, every time Ding Hao is bullied by others, they will help him stand out whenever Xia Lin sees him.

Xia Lin has gender advantages, and her grades have always been among the best in the class. Although her family is not well off, the school teachers, especially the head teacher Huang Rongwu, valued her very much. Yu Feng is just a naughty student and is not bad in nature. So today he gives Xia Lin a little face and a little face to the head teacher. But as he said, if Ding Hao doesn't pay tomorrow, he will continue to beat him up. This is Yu Feng's rule. You can't break the rules because of Xia Lin, otherwise you will ask who will charge protection fees in the future.

Yungang County is not big, and Ding Hao's home is just a straight street away from Yungang No. 2 Middle School. With Xia Lin's company, Ding Hao limped back home and saw the humble house with only four walls. Ding Hao couldn't help but feel irritated. Xia Lin was embarrassed to show it before. Yu Feng's protection fee could be delayed, but what should I do if the tuition fee is for the new semester of school? Ding Hao really doesn't want to see the head teacher's face that is black when he is over.

It hurts! Ding Hao suddenly felt a burst of pain in his left hand. After a closer look, it turned out that the back of his hand had been broken by Yu Feng and others, and blood was flowing down his middle finger. Ding Hao was wearing the ring on his middle finger.

This ring has special significance. It was handed over to him by my father more than ten years ago. He also witnessed the hard years he spent with Uncle Yang. So Ding Hao cherished it very much. After Uncle Yang's death, Ding Hao kept wearing it on his hands. Yu Feng and others laughed at him a lot. He couldn't get the ring dirty, so he had to take it down and wash it.

This was Ding Hao's first reaction. But blood had flowed along his fingers to the ring, almost wrapping the entire ring, and the following things exceeded Ding Hao's control.

The ring seemed to be full, and suddenly shed its rust spots and became transparent, emitting dazzling light. Then Ding Hao felt dizzy...

When Ding Hao woke up, he found himself lying on a grassy field, with a very empty side. "What's going on? Where is this? Where is my ring?" Ding Hao looked at his left hand empty and suddenly became anxious. He was not afraid of Yu Feng's beating him. Even if the head teacher urged him to pay the tutoring fee, it wouldn't matter, but this ring was too important to him!

The jade pendant had disappeared with the little beggar more than ten years ago. If the ring was gone, Ding Hao would have been sad for a long time! Just as Ding Hao got up and searched around the grass, an old man with a white beard in a Taoist robe came to Ding Hao: "Young man, you are finally here!"

"Uncle, where is this? Have you seen my ring?" Ding Hao looked at everything in front of him in confusion. The white-bearded old man was probably much bigger than Mr. Yang, but he was in great spirits.

"Haha, are you looking for a ring? Young man, the ring you are wearing was left unintentionally by me, but it has absorbed your blood, so it has been bound to your soul. You don't have to look for it anymore, just feel it with your heart."

"Soul binding? Feel it with your heart?" Ding Hao was confused. He only heard that in ghost stories, how could the soul be bound to the body?

"That's right, calm down and feel it carefully." The old man reminded.

"It seems that something is going on. Well... I feel it, but where is this?" Ding Hao sat down on the grass according to the old man's guidance, closed his eyes, and soon felt the ring. It was still the same shape, but it was shining with golden light and was erratic.

"This is the magic space! I am the creator of this space! How about it? Do you feel very special? Do you like it?"

"Well, the sky is very blue here and the air is very clear... This is Lhasa." Ding Hao still didn't believe that he had left the earth. Now he could see blue sky, white clouds, green water and green grass on the earth. The air is so fresh, I'm afraid that only the snowy plateau will be there. So Ding Hao said something that made the old man almost vomit blood.

"Hey, why did you explain it to you? Anyway... that ring is the medium for you to enter this space. You are not on the earth, but in the space of the ring. You are very lucky to be the master of this space."

"Master? Are you the creator of this space? There are many other people here?" Ding Hao had too many questions, but looking at the old man's calm and composed look, Ding Hao didn't know where to ask. But the old man seemed not concerned about Ding Hao's problem but introduced him to the magic space on his own!

"..." Ding Hao pinched his thighs with his hands and listened to the white-bearded old man making a fool of himself. His current feeling was that he was dreaming. Could it be that he was bullied by Yu Feng and others, and he had thought about things every day and night? But this dream was so realistic and painful! Why did he pinched himself and still hurt? Is it a dream in a dream?
Chapter completed!