Chapter 7 7. The Northern Cross and the Plymouth Coast

"Oh, mother, will you forgive me?" Corbeneira, suddenly dejected, whispered eagerly. Giovanni thought: Yes, my mother is also there in that distant triangle, as small as orange dust, thinking of me, right? But he didn't say it. "If mother can obtain real happiness, then I will go to the mountain of swords and fire. But what is the real happiness of mother?" Cobeinella seemed to be trying to restrain herself from crying. "There's nothing wrong with your mother," Giovanni said in astonishment. "I don't know too well. But if a person really does something good, he should feel supreme happiness, right? So I think my mother will forgive me." Corbenela seemed to have made up her mind.

The compartment suddenly brightened.Look closely, and the river flows silently on the bed of the brilliant Milky Way, sprinkled with gems, dewdrops and all kinds of beautiful things.In the middle of the river, there is an island bathed in silver Buddha light. On the flat ground at the highest point of the island, stands a bright and clean cross. The crystal-clear golden Buddha light stands there quietly and eternally. "Hallelujah, Hallelujah!" There was a wave of hymns up and down the carriage.Looking back, I saw all the passengers in the carriage pulled down the folds of their clothes respectfully and stood up in awe.Some people held a black-covered Bible on their chests, while others wore crystal beads around their necks. All of them folded their hands devoutly and prayed toward the cross.

Corbenera and Giovanni stood up at the same time. Corbenera's plump cheeks were full of apple-like luster, beautiful and moving. After a while, the island and the cross gradually turned to the rear of the train. There was also silvery mist on the opposite bank, and miscanthus could be seen fluctuating with the wind from time to time. The silvery white just now was still hazy and vague, as if it was dying.But after a while, many gentian flowers appeared again, looming in the grass waves, looking like a gentle phosphorus fire. It was a scene that happened in an instant.The land between the Tianhe River and the train was covered by miscanthus, Swan Island flashed twice behind the train, and immediately disappeared into the distance, becoming very small, just like a dot on a painting.Miscanthus was rustling again, and Swan Island finally disappeared without a trace.A tall and slender Catholic nun with a black headband came up from the back seat of Giovanni at some point.She lowered her round green eyes, longing to hear the voice from there again.Passengers returned to their seats in an orderly manner.Giovanni and Corbennella felt a feeling almost sad and unprecedented in their chests, and they whispered unconsciously in different languages.

"Swan Station is coming!" "Arrive exactly at eleven o'clock." Green signal lights and white misty lampposts began to flash outside the car windows, and the sulphur-like muddy lights in front of the switch also passed under the windows.The train gradually slowed down, and soon I saw rows of warm and neat lights on the platform, and the lights continued to expand and stretch.The train stopped when the windows facing the two were aligned with the big clock at Swan Station. On a cool autumn day, the two blue hands on the clock face are pointing to eleven o'clock.People all went down at once, and the carriage was empty.

"Park for twenty minutes." An instruction was displayed under the clock. "Let's go down and have a look!" Giovanni suggested. "Okay, let's go down and have a look." The two rushed out of the car door together and ran towards the ticket gate. But there was only a purple-red electric light on at the ticket gate, and there was no one there.They looked around, but there was no sign of the station master or porter. The two came to a small square surrounded by crystal-carved ginkgo trees in front of the station. A wide avenue leads to the blue light of the Milky Way.

The passengers who got off the bus just now went to unknown places, and there was no one there. The two walked side by side along the white road.Their figures are like the two pillars in a room surrounded by glass; their shadows are like the spokes of a wheel, with countless spokes shooting out in all directions.After a while, the two came to the beautiful river bank seen from the car. Corbeneira picked up a handful of clean and beautiful sand, spread it out in her palm, and rustled it with her fingers. "These sands are all crystals, and there is a small flame burning inside each crystal." He said dreamily.

"It seems to be." Giovanni answered vaguely, remembering where he seemed to have learned it. The small stones on the bank are bright and crystal clear, like crystal and topaz, or the incarnation of the peacock's folds, or corundum that emits cloudy silver light from the sword peak.Giovanni ran to the bank and dipped his hands in the water.The strange thing is that although the galactic water is more transparent than hydrogen, it is indeed flowing.Where the wrists of the two were soaked in water, a faint mercury color appeared, and the waves beat on the wrists, emitting a beautiful phosphorescence, which was golden.

Looking upstream along the river bank, you can see white rocks stretching forward along the river like a flat and wide sports field under the cliff covered with miscanthus.There were five or six figures faintly appearing on the rock, as if they were digging or burying something, standing up for a while, squatting down for a while, and sometimes some bright tools glowed white. "Go and see!" The two said in unison, and rushed over there.At the entrance to the white rock stands a glossy ceramic sign that reads: "Plymouth Shores".On the opposite river bank, thin iron railings are inserted everywhere, and many exquisite long wooden chairs are also set up.

"Hey, look at this strange thing!" Corbenera stopped curiously, and picked up a black, long, tapered walnut from the rock. "It's walnuts. Look, there are so many. It's not from the river, it's in the rocks." "It's really big. This walnut is at least twice the size of a normal one. You can see that this one is still intact." "Let's go over quickly, they must be digging for some treasure!" Holding black walnuts in their hands, the two approached the group again.On the river beach in front left, the waves hit like gentle lightning; on the cliff top in front right, a piece of miscanthus spikes like silver and shell sculptures fluttered with the wind.

The two of them approached and saw a tall man with a scholarly demeanor, wearing a pair of deep myopia glasses and a pair of high rain boots. Auxiliary digging with pickaxe and shovel. "Don't damage the bulge, use a shovel, shovel! Dig further away. No, no, don't mess around!" Taking a closer look, I saw the white bones of a giant beast lying on the white and soft rocks, more than half of which were already exposed.If you look carefully, you can find that there are more than a dozen square rocks with two hoof marks on them, neatly placed there, and marked with numbers. "Are you here to visit?" The man with the appearance of a university student straightened his glasses and looked at the two of them and asked.

"You two must have found a lot of walnuts, right? These walnuts are, um..., a rough estimate, about 1.2 million years ago. They are the latest. Here, 1.2 million years ago, that is At the end of the new third century in the geological era, there was once a vast ocean, and a large number of shell fossils can be excavated under it. Where the river flows now, the salt water tide used to rise and fall in ancient times. The skeleton of this beast, this kind of beast is called 'Persia'. Hey, you can't use a pickaxe there! Use a chisel to chisel carefully. 'Persia' is equivalent to the ancestor of today's cattle, which used to be everywhere here." "Are you going to collect these as specimens?" "No, it's for research. From our point of view, the land in this area is thick and solid, and there is a lot of evidence to prove that it was formed about 1.2 million years ago. But we also want to analyze from other angles, research and explore whether this was the formation before?Or is there only wind and water here?Or is it the boundless sky?Understand?But... why do you use a shovel again, the ribs are buried under it, don't you know? " The university scholar hurried over. "It's time, we have to go back," Corbenera urged, looking at the map and watch. "Then we will take our leave." Giovanni saluted the scholar respectfully. "Oh, see you then!" The university scholar was busy directing the excavation work again. Worried about missing the train, the two rushed to the train station.They ran like a gust of wind, without panting or sore legs. Giovanni thought to himself: If it is possible to run so fast forever, then running around the world will not be a problem. The two ran across the river bank they had just passed, and gradually saw the bright lights of the ticket gate.In a blink of an eye, the two of them were already sitting in their original seats in the carriage, looking out the window in the direction they had just run from.