Yang Xin, a student who graduated from a miscellaneous university, after a few years of college, went to society to encounter walls everywhere. In desperation, he returned to his hometown and started his own farming life.

He was supposed to be at the age of marriage, but because he did not have a high income, he had to stay single.

He lived a very leisurely life, accompanying mountains, rivers and rivers every day.

When I was free, I read time travel novels and fantasized that one day I could travel back to the ancient times.

This day is the season for planting potatoes.

Yang Xin carried half a basket of potatoes early and went to a piece of land on the edge of the mountain to plant it.

When I arrived at the edge of a cliff, there was too much dew on the road because it was too early, and the ground was a little slippery. I accidentally fell to the bottom of the cliff.

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"Ah. It hurts so much."

Yang Xin struggled to get up from the ground, feeling sore all over his body. He looked at the fog around him, and the visible distance was no more than ten meters.

I reached out and touched the surroundings. The basket was still next to me. I thought it should be under the cliff, so I picked up the potatoes sprinkled around me and walked out with difficulty.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the fog gradually dissipated and an official road appeared in front of me.

Yang Xin was overjoyed and knew that he had finally come out.

"Oh, I'm so tired. Damn, I'm really lucky. I didn't even hang up after falling down such a high cliff."

Yang Xin was happy for his luck. Yes, anyone would feel happy, after all, this is a desperate situation.

After resting on the roadside for a while, Yang Xin carried his bag and continued walking forward.

It’s really strange today. Why is there no one on the road? And the road is so wide, why don’t there be even a tire mark? Occasionally there are two horseshoe marks. This is too primitive.

After walking for about an hour, a small village finally appeared in front of me. I saw a tall village gate standing outside the village with the three words Zhaojiazhuang written on it.

Yang Xin was stunned. What the hell, when did a Zhaojiazhuang appear nearby?

After getting closer, Yang Xin was finally confused because he found that everyone here was wearing tattered costumes.

Yang Xin still didn't believe that he had traveled through time, so he stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Brother, where did you come from to film the crew here?"

A middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter across the street heard this and said in a confused look on his face: "What, what crew, are you crazy?"

After saying that, the woodcutter ran away with disgust.

Yang Xin found that he was despised and said unhappy: You are crazy, you are so tragic that you are so devilish in acting. Do you really think you are Stephen Chow.

At this time, another person came before him. Yang Xin asked again what he had just said and got the same answer.

Seeing that he was dressed in strange clothes and carrying a basket on his back, the man asked strangely: "Little brother, you are a foreigner. I heard that there was a yellow turban outside. Are you afraid of being alone?"

This made Yang Xin stupid, Huang Turban, grandma, have I traveled through time?

Thinking of this, Yang Xin smiled with a wonderful look on his face: "Ah, I really got what I want, hahaha..."

Seeing his expression, the man was startled and said with disgust: "It's true, little brother, you won't be sick, are you?"

After saying that, he quickly left.

"I...I...ah, don't leave."

But no matter what Yang Xin called, the man had already walked away quickly.

Yang Xin shook his head helplessly and continued to walk inside. As soon as he entered the village gate, he found a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old walking towards him. Although she was dressed a little worn, she was better than having a beautiful figure and delicate face.

Judging from Yang Xin's experience of countless girls, this little girl can be regarded as a beauty in the future.

"Hello, this beauty."

Yang Xin stopped the little girl and said.

The little girl was stopped by his novel call and found it very interesting. She looked up and down at the strangely dressed man in front of her and said, "Brother, are you okay?"

"Well, beauty, do you know where this place is? I'm lost."

When the little girl heard this, she said pitifully: "Oh, brother, don't worry, this is Zhaojiazhuang."

Yang Xin felt that he had asked in vain, so he asked anxiously: "Girl, I don't mean that, what province is here, um or which county is it?"

After hearing this, the little girl probably understood what he meant and said apologetically: "Oh, brother, this is Changshan County, Jizhou. Where did you come from?"

"Jizhou? Changshan? No, I really traveled through time."

Seeing Yang Xin muttering to himself, the little girl felt very strange. She didn't understand what the big brother said meant.

Just then, a voice came over.

"Zhao Yu..."

When the little girl heard this, she was happy and ignored Yang Xin anymore. She turned around and rushed towards the gate of the village. She saw a heroic eight-foot-foot man standing there with a look of joy at the gate of the village.

"Brother, why did you come back? I've been waiting here for a long time."

The little girl rushed forward with some complaints and rushed into the heroic man's arms and said coquettishly.

"No, don't, brother is back now? I met a few thieves on the way. I cleaned up a little, which can be regarded as eliminating the harm for the people."

Yang Xin looked up and saw that the little girl was missing. He looked around, but found that the little girl was pounced on the arms of a tall and handsome man who was very ashamed of him at the entrance of the village.

So he chased after him with some discomfort and asked, "Hey, little girl, are you in the Han Dynasty now?"

After hearing this, the little girl stood up from the tall man's arms, turned her head and said like a fool, "Yes, what's wrong, this big brother?"

"OH, YES, so handsome, it turns out to be true."

After a brief excitement, Yang Xin said to the little girl very politely: "Thank you, my name is Yang Xin."

The little girl replied politely: "You're welcome, my name is Zhao Yu, this is my brother, Zhao Yun."

After hearing this, Yang Xin didn't react and said disrespectfully: "Oh, okay, ah...what did you think he was called?"

Zhao Yu didn't expect why this elder brother reacted so much when he heard his brother's name. Did they have enemies before, and they didn't look like each other.

"This is my brother, my dear brother, named Zhao Yun, what's wrong?"

Yang Xin finally understood it, and without saying a word, he rushed to Zhao Yun's side, grabbed Zhao Yun's hand with a lightning speed and said kindly: "Ah, Brother Zilong, Brother Zilong, you are my idol, please sign me, okay?"

His kind look scared Zhao Yun, a great hero with great martial arts skills, and he wanted to struggle out of his hands, but he was helplessly holding him tightly.

He had to say awkwardly: "Hehe, this, Brother Yang, right? Well, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"Ah, I don't understand, oh, that's right. I'm still too modern. I'm satisfied with being able to hold your hand, really."

After hearing Yang Xin's affectionate confession, Zhao Yun felt goosebumps all over the floor and thought to himself: Could this Brother Yang be so disgusting? Ah, it's so disgusting.

Thinking of it, he quickly pulled out his hand and wiped it hard on his clothes behind Yang Xin's unseen.

When Yang Xin saw him pulling his hand out, he didn't care and continued to say shamelessly: "Brother Zhao, you see, I'm not familiar with it for the first time in Guidi. Can you stay at your house for a night?"

When he asked, Zhao Yun and his brothers were stunned for a moment...
Chapter completed!