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In the quiet valley of ignorance, people live a happy life.

The eternal mountains wind in all directions, east, west, north and south.

The stream of knowledge flows slowly along the deep and ruined valley.

It originated from the barren mountains of the past.

It disappeared into the swamp of the future.

This stream is not as turbulent as the river, but it is more than enough for the villagers with shallow needs.

In the evening, after the villagers finished drinking the livestock and filling the barrels, they sat down contentedly and enjoyed the family happiness.

The conservative old people were helped out and spent the entire day in a shady corner. Thinking hard about a mysterious ancient book.

They chattered strange words to their children and grandchildren, but the children only remembered playing with the beautiful stones brought from afar.

The meaning of these words is often unclear.

However, they were written a thousand years ago by a tribe that is no longer known, and are therefore sacred and cannot be profaned.

In the valley of ignorance, ancient things are always respected.

Whoever denies the wisdom of the ancestors will be ignored by honorable men.

So, everyone lives in harmony.

Fear always accompanies people. What should anyone do if he does not receive his fair share of the fruits of the garden?

Late at night, in the narrow streets of the town, people whispered about vague past events and about the men and women who dared to ask questions.

These men and women later left and never came back.

Others have tried to scale the high rock wall that blocks the sun.

But their corpses were laid out at the foot of the stone cliff, covered with bones.

The days and months pass by, year after year.

In the quiet valley of ignorance, people live a happy life.

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It was dark outside, and a person was crawling.

The nails on his hands were worn out.

His feet were wrapped in rags, soaked with blood from the long journey.

He stumbled to a nearby thatched cottage and knocked on the door.

Then he passed out. By the flickering candlelight, he was lifted onto a hammock.

In the morning, the whole village knew: "He's back."

The neighbors stood around him, shaking their heads. They understand that this ending is doomed.

For those who dare to leave the foot of the mountain, what awaits them is surrender and failure.

In a corner of the village, conservative old people shook their heads and whispered vicious words.

They are not cruel by nature, but the law is the law after all. He went against the wishes of the conservative old man and committed a heinous crime.

Once his wounds are healed, he must stand trial.

The conservative old man wanted to be lenient.

They have not forgotten his mother's strange and shining eyes, and they have also recalled the tragedy of his father's disappearance in the desert thirty years ago.

However, the law is the law after all and must be obeyed.

The old guard is its enforcer.

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The conservative old man carried the wanderer to the market area, where people stood around respectfully in silence.

The wanderer was still very weak due to hunger and thirst, so the old man asked him to sit down.

He refused

They ordered him to shut up.

But he insisted on speaking.

He turned his back to the old man, his eyes searching for the person who had the same goals as him not long ago.

"Listen to me," he begged, "listen to me and let everyone be happy! I have just come from the other side of the mountain, my feet have set foot on fresh soil, my My hands felt the touch of other peoples, and my eyes saw wonderful sights.

“When I was a child, my world was just my father’s garden.

"As early as the creation of the world, the boundaries of the east, south, west and north of the garden were determined.

"As long as I ask what is hidden on the other side of the boundary, Everyone kept shaking their heads and booing.

But I wanted to get to the bottom of it, so they took me to this rock and showed me the jagged bones of those who dared to defy God.

"'Liar! God loves the brave!' I shouted. Then the old-fashioned old people came up to me and read to me from their holy books. They said that God's will has determined everything in heaven and earth. The destiny of all things. The valley is ours and is under our control. The beasts and flowers, the fruits and fish and shrimps are all ours to do according to our will. But the mountains are God's and we should have nothing to do with what is beyond them. Until the end of the world

"They are lying. They deceived me just as they deceived you.

“There are pastures on the mountains over there, and the grass is equally fertile. Men and women have the same flesh and blood. The city was carefully carved by skilled craftsmen for a thousand years, and it is dazzling.

“I I have found a way to a better home, I have seen the dawn of a happy life. Come with me and I will lead you there. God’s smile is not just here but elsewhere. "

He stopped, and the crowd let out a roar of terror.

" Blasphemy, this is a blasphemy against the sacred. "The conservative old man shouted. "Give him the punishment he deserves for his crimes! He has lost his mind and dares to make a mockery of a law that was laid down a thousand years ago. He deserves to die! ”

People lifted heavy stones.

People killed the wanderer.

People threw his body at the foot of the cliff to express his gratitude. Warn anyone who dares to doubt the wisdom of their ancestors to kill others.

Not long after, a severe drought broke out. The gurgling streams of knowledge dried up, livestock died of thirst, and grain withered in the fields. The valley was full of hunger.

However, the old-fashioned people did not lose heart. They are very old, and just a little food is enough.

Winter is coming.

More than half of the villages are deserted. Many people have died due to hunger and cold. The only hope of the living is on the other side of the mountains.

But the law said, "No! "

The law must be obeyed.

One night a rebellion broke out.

Disappointment gives courage to those who have resigned themselves to fear.

They were pushed aside, complaining about their bad luck and cursing the children for being ungrateful. When the last carriage drove out of the village, they walked away. They stopped the coachman and forced him to take them away.

In this way, the journey to a strange world began.

Many years have passed since the wanderer returned. So it is not easy to find the road he opened.

Thousands of people died, and people walked on their bones to find the first road sign piled with stones. p>Since then, the journey has become less difficult.

The careful pioneer has carved a broad road through the jungle and endless wilderness.

It. Leading people step by step to the green pastures of the new world.

Everyone looked at each other speechlessly.

"In the end, he was right," people said. Wrong. "

" He told the truth, the conservative old man lied...

"His body is still rotting under the cliff, but the conservative old man is sitting in our car, Sing those corny songs

“He saved us and we killed him.

"We are indeed very guilty about this matter, but if we had known about it at the time, of course we would have..."

Then, people unharnessed the horses and cattle and took the cattle The sheep drove into the pasture, built their own houses, and planned their own land. From then on, people lived happily for a long time. ※ ※ ※

Later, people built a new building as a residence for the wise old man, and prepared to bury the remains of the brave pioneer inside.

A solemn team returned to the already deserted valley.

However, the foot of the mountain was empty, and the bodies of the pioneers were gone.

A hungry jackal had already dragged the body into his cave.

People placed a small stone at the end of the pioneer's trail (now a thoroughfare). On the stone was engraved the name of the pioneer, the first to challenge the darkness and terror of the unknown world. Name, he leads people to a new freedom.

It is also written on the stone that it was built by descendants who came to express their gratitude.

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Such things happened in the past and now, but in the future (we hope) it will be like this