Chapter 2: Time travel is a vulgar fashion

Before 2000 AD, most of the humans suffered serious car accidents directly into the Western Paradise. However, starting from 2000 AD, this result suddenly changed fundamentally. After saying goodbye to their times early, many people took the wrong route and went to another time, place, event, and became important figures there. This situation was sought after by tens of millions of netizens, and was fueled by the survival needs of online writers, forming a new form of survival - time travel.

Traveling through time.

See you traveling through time again!

Mountaineering, going into the sea, car accidents, plane crashes, sleeping,... There is no accident that cannot be crossed, no one cannot be crossed, and no time and space cannot be crossed.

It’s true that life is not traveling through time.

But today, have you traveled through time?

After waking up, Ye Xiaoyi also encountered the same problem.

"Xi'er, Xi'er, wake up."

Ye Xiaoyi opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged woman in ancient costume holding her and shouting anxiously with her pale face and thin skin, her clothes patches.

Xi'er? Why are I happy when I'm dead?

"Xi'er, wake up, we're going to rush forward." The middle-aged woman pulled Ye Xiaoyi from the wet ground and slapped the dust on her butt. Next to the two, a bunch of men, women, young and old with vegetables also moved their steps, rushing towards the road like an ant.

What are you doing? What is this? Also, why did your body become so small? Moreover, the clothes on your body are obviously men's clothes... I sneaked and had no male characteristics, which means I was disguised as a man. However, which one did I sing?

Following the woman in a daze, Ye Xiaoyi tried hard to sort out her thoughts: she was a high school student who lived in the 21st century AD. She was a high school student (a sentence, in the sing-spring period), named Ye Xiaoyi. Both her parents died and was raised by her uncle's family (to be precise, she worked as a free child laborer at her uncle's house). When she went home to help her uncle with a sex job at noon, she rode a bicycle to deliver food under the threat of her aunt. When she passed by the department store, she was exhausted and her brain was distracted, so she had close contact with the truck and then fell to the ground... It seemed that she was dead, but why did her memories run into her current body?

"Is it because the soul traveled through time?" Ye Xiaoyi hit his head fiercely.

"Sister. What's wrong with you?" A thin little boy next to him pulled Ye Xiaoyi's sleeve and asked timidly.

"Qiu'er, don't yell. Xi'er, you're holding Qiu'er and walking, don't you see him unable to walk anymore?" The middle-aged woman pushed Ye Xiaoyi angrily.

Hug him? Are you funny? Judging from the height, I may be only eleven or 2 years old. This little devil is at least nine years old. Ye Xiaoyi grinded his teeth and thought for five seconds, but he picked up the little boy and smiled flatteringly, "I have walked such a long way, I don't know if you are tired or confused. I will test you. Hehe..."

The black and thin little ghost head was startled by Ye Xiaoyi's strange smile, but he still answered all Ye Xiaoyi's questions honestly. So Ye Xiaoyi re-determined his situation: his current body is named Yang Xier, and he is twelve years old this year. The black and thin little ghost head is Yang Qiu, and he is eight years old. The middle-aged woman is called Yang Wangshi, who is the mother of the two. Their father died of illness in a plague three years ago. The three of them originally lived near Pingcheng, but they were not well-grown and had no food in the village, so they had to find some way to Yanmen County led by the elders in the village. Because there were many bandits, Yang Wangshi asked Yang Xier to change into a man's outfit. As for where Yanmen County was, Yang Qiu didn't know.

Where are Pingcheng and Yanmen County? There is no concept in my head. What is certain is that I am in ancient times. Well, to be precise, my soul and other things were in ancient times. Although I don’t know where Yang Xier’s soul is, I am indeed not dead yet.

Is this happiness or happiness not dead? Look at this new body, a poor man, will he have something to do with himself in the past and present in the 21st century?

"Are I a poor ghost for generations?" Ye Xiaoyi held the thin black ghost in his arm with force, thinking that from this child, the folk customs are quite simple.

"Sister, what else do you want to ask me?" The thin black kid blinked, always feeling that the sister in front of him was very different from before.

"Then do you remember what the emperor is called and what our country is called?" Ye Xiaoyi said, "I don't know what dynasty you have said for so long."

"I don't seem to say it before, do you remember?" The thin black child shook his head, stretched, jumped out of Ye Xiaoyi's arms, and ran to his mother who was walking in front and talking to the elder.

Alas, you don’t know? You don’t know how I know?

Ye Xiaoyi squatted down with a wry smile and rubbed his legs, thinking that no matter what, he had traveled through time anyway. Let's go with the mother and son first, and then make plans in the future. Anyway, his new body is a twelve-year-old girl and can't do anything.

"Xi'er, hurry up." The middle-aged woman with a pale face turned around and happened to see Ye Xiaoyi stopping. She hurried back a few steps, pulled Ye Xiaoyi up and said, "Xi'er, hurry up, there are often bandits here."

What rice? Bandits?

Ye Xiaoyi looked around the road and felt like a deserted village shop, which made people feel creepy during the day.

"Xi'er, why are you stunned?" Ye Xiaoyi didn't pull it. The woman turned around in surprise and found that Ye Xiaoyi seemed to be stiff.

"The sound seems to be the sound of horse hooves in the distance." Ye Xiaoyi was "chased" by the director for a long time and became sensitive to various slight noises, not to mention that the sounds that came had caused the ground to vibrate slightly.

When the person next to him heard Ye Xiaoyi's words, he put on a hut and looked into the distance. As a result, a black dust smoke rolled up from the horizon and rushed here like a strong wind. With the dust smoke, several tall horses came toward this side, followed by more than a dozen black dots.

"Bandit, bandit." The man was shocked and shouted. It didn't matter. The whole marching team was like a blown up, crying, and running wildly... The crowd was still in an orderly manner.

Is this woman a crow's mouth? As soon as she reminded her, the bandits came. Ye Xiaoyi scratched her head slowly. Born in modern society, she didn't have much concept of bandits. If you think about it carefully, it seemed like the kind of person who was doing robbers, killing and setting fires.

Wait! Kill and set fire?

When Ye Xiaoyi thought of these four words, her scalp immediately became numb. She ran quickly towards her mother and brother who were "her" and pulled the two to follow the team.

What kind of life is this? Death is not enough, it needs to be a second time?

God, stupid God, Idiot God, God, I'm so bullying, is it right? Ye Xiaoyi doesn't care about so much, so she runs hard, pulling "mother" with one hand and "brother" with the other. Listening to the sound of horse hooves and swords and guns, she wishes she is a hundred-meter flying man on the Olympics field, unable to run away from the bandits, or at least she can run away from the companions who run away from their lives.

Live one more moment, please don’t let yourself be miserable again.

Listening to the miserable wailing of the person behind her, Ye Xiaoyi ran faster. She didn't know whether sweat or tears flowing down her cheeks. At this moment, the only thing she comforted herself was: In any case, Ye Xiaoyi, at least traveled through time and space, was quite fashionable.

And behind him, the blade roared...

^^b, the first time I tried to write something with a specific historical structure, please give me some advice. I also acknowledge many names, utensils, etc. I have not figured out. Khan, of course, who can teach me the best way to use it correctly, thank you m-m first.
Chapter completed!