There was a heavy rain and landslide in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and I walked into a crack that shouldn't exist in front of the live broadcast camera.
There is wind in the cave. There was a metallic echo. There is a spaceship that has been crushed by mountains for five thousand years.
There was an old man in the spaceship who had lost his memory. He called himself Hetu, and he immediately said that I was the "Lord of the Ancestral Land."
I said: Sir, don't make trouble, I am the anchor.
Hetu said: The earth beneath your feet has been blocked for five thousand years.
The door is outside. Locked inside. The key is with you.
I don't believe it.
Until the lights came on on the far side of the moon.
——There are no ancient tombs under the Yellow River, only the history that humans have forgotten.
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A short science fiction story, I hope you readers will like it.
A short science fiction story, I hope you readers will like it.