Zhou Jin was stunned when he woke up.

Because he was watching the Romance of the Three Kingdoms at home last night, but now when he woke up, he saw a group of big men wearing short brown and yellow scarves holding knives and shouting the slogan "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand" rushed forward.

A group of big men in dark armor rushed over, also holding large swords, and the two sides fought together.

Zhou Jin watched as a man in a yellow turban was slashed to the ground, spitting blood, kicking his legs, closing his eyes, and lying on the ground without moving.

"Dead ...... Dead?"

In just this moment, Zhou Jin understood his situation - he must have crossed over.

He didn't ask "Are you filming", this kind of two-way protagonist will ask, because fools know that filming is a job that only actors can do, and those directors will find an ordinary person to film when they are full.

Then other possibilities are ruled out, and the only explanation left is that he crossed over.

As for which era he has traversed, as long as you look at the yellow scarves wrapped around the heads of these embryo-killing embryos, and the slogan shouted in their mouths "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand", those who have studied nine years of compulsory education know that this is the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The Yellow Turban Uprising, Cao Cao and Liu Bei all relied on the suppression of the Yellow Turban Uprising to take advantage of the situation.

Zhou Jin raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see the sand and dust rolling, and the shouts of killing were everywhere.

After all, the Yellow Turban Army is no match for the armored officers and soldiers, and a white-robed young general on the side of the officers and soldiers is even more brave with a spear in his hand.

This son is so terrifying!

If you don't get rid of him, you will become a big trouble for the Yellow Turban Army in the future!

Zhou Jin quickly accepted the fact that he had become a Yellow Turban Army after crossing over, and in an instant, he even thought about whether to accept Xiao Qiao or Da Qiao in the future.

Thinking of him Zhou Jin, he read the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", "Soil Method Steelmaking", "Militia Military Training Manual", and "Mao's Dragon Slaying Technique Volume 5" in his previous life, waiting to establish a career after traveling to ancient times, and now God has finally given him the opportunity to cross!

Thinking of this, Zhou Jin couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his chest, and shouted: "Everyone come with me!"

The Yellow Turban Army beside him was originally just wielding a big knife to work, but when he heard Zhou Jin's shout, he subconsciously followed him.

I saw Zhou Jin take the lead and kill the white-robed young general, who saw this and danced a spear, and then stabbed at Zhou Jin with a flick of his spear.

Zhou Jin knew that this shot must be extremely fast, in the eyes of the other Yellow Turban Army, maybe he didn't even know the shadow, but in his eyes, it was very slow, and even full of flaws.

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to hold the head of the gun directly, and then slashed directly at the young general's head.

Looking at the panic in the young general's eyes, Zhou Jin flashed a trace of unbearability in his heart, but he still roared, knocked the white-robed young general down with a knife, and then stepped on his little white face, ready to chop off his head.

"No...... Don't!" shouted the white-faced young man in panic.

Zhou Jin shook his head, although he didn't want to kill anyone, but this is a war, either you die or I die!

There is no room for mercy.

Just when Zhou Jin took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and was about to go under the knife, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "What is that group performance doing?!"

Zhou Jin stepped on the white-faced young man hard, turned around suspiciously, and suddenly found that a group of guys wearing vests appeared on the original battlefield, some carrying cameras, and some wearing peaked caps.

The group performers who were chopped to the ground and spat blood got up one after another, "What's the matter, you still have to reshoot......?!

A peaked cap rushed to Zhou Jin's side and said angrily: "Er Dongzi, you let your ass sit down, did you bring this group of performances?

"Didn't I cross over, how did this ......?"

"Crossing, you're afraid you're not in a dream! I slept last night and let my ass sit down, and TM crossed! So many people started work, all of them ruined your ......"

The cap scolded Zhou Jin on his head and face, and the spit stars sprayed on Zhou Jin's face, Zhou Jin looked around suspiciously, and muttered to himself: "Didn't I cross over......?"

A little red vest rushed over at this time, pushed Zhou Jin away, and said, "You get up quickly, Brother Le, are you okay, hey, people are so distressed......"

A mouthful of Taipei.

Zhou Jin then remembered that he was still stepping on that little white face under his feet, so he hurriedly took a few steps back apologetically.

He wasn't afraid that this little white face would beat him up after he got up, what he was afraid of was that if this little white face really came to beat him, as soon as he fought back, he would be too worried about knocking down this little white face.

The white-faced little man was helped up by the red vest, and the originally clean little white face was rubbed on the ground on one side, and on the other side was a size 42 shoe print.

"How's it going, are you alright?" asked the cap.

"I'm fine, it's just a pity that this scene, so many people have been preparing for so long, and it's all ruined by this dead show!" Xiao Bai looked at Zhou Jin with a hateful face.

Zhou Jin smiled apologetically when he saw this, and took a step back.

"Eh, what's going on!" A big white fat man ran out of the crowd, wearing a big pair of pants, rushed to Zhou Jin's side and began to spray water.

"What's the matter with you, it's 38 degrees Celsius, what's wrong with heat stroke in the head, it's been more than ten hours of filming in a scene and it's wrong, I'm so tired that I don't know that the head is on the buttocks, right, and I dare to step on the face of Brother Le, look at the delicate little face of the other people......"

"Don't apologize yet!" said that he wanted to smoke Zhou Jin, but this fat man was not as tall as Zhou Jin, so he had to put his feet on Zhou Jin's head and put a few caps.

Obedient and listening, Zhou Jin knew that the fat man was scolding himself clearly, but he was actually scolding the cap, so he didn't fight back, and bowed his head cooperatively, saying sorry.

"Er Dongzi, don't point to Sang scolding Huai, it's a hot day, more than ten hours of filming, I know everyone has grievances in their hearts, but your people are bad at playing, and they also stepped on Brother Le, what if you step on it and hurt it and can't film?"

"Hey, Brother Le, are you okay. Er Dongzi ran to Brother Le's side, looking distressed, "Look at our Brother Le's face, I don't know if I can continue to act if I step on it like this, I'll wipe your ......"

As he spoke, he was about to get started, and the red vest hurriedly pushed him, "Go and go, don't touch our brother Le." "A look of faithful protection.

"How about Brother Le, can you continue filming?" asked the cap.

In front of so many people, can Brother Le say he can't?

A Taiwanese eighth-tier star came to the mainland to play the leading actor, but today's scene was filmed for more than ten hours, either running and falling down, or throwing the gun away, and redoing it more than a dozen times.

It's still a 38-degree heat, if he really says that he can't shoot, this group performer and the staff may really stop doing it.

So now it's not only Erdongzi sweating in his heart, but also the cap in his heart.

Fortunately, Brother Le knew his own family affairs and said, "It can be, but it's ......."

He didn't finish his words, the red vest understood in seconds, pointed at Zhou Jin and said: "He is so bold that he dares to step on Brother Le, it must be deliberate, you can't let him go like this!"

The cap looked at Er Dongzi, and Er Dongzi jumped up and scolded: "Zhou Jin, I see that you kid is really tired and crooked, today's salary is gone! No, this month's salary is gone! You have worked in vain this month!"

Now hurry up and get out, don't get in the way of our Brother Le's eyes, if it weren't for Brother Le's magnanimity, break your dog's legs!"

"Yes, yes......" Zhou Jin bent down, meaning to leave.

A storm was finally resolved under the turn of the big white fat man and the cap.

In fact, all they care about is whether this scene can be filmed smoothly, and no one cares about who is right and who is wrong, as well as their personal emotions.

The cap clapped his hands and said loudly: "Everyone work hard, do it again, and strive for one!"

......

August in Hengdian is the time of high temperature, although it is close to five o'clock at this time, but the sun is still in the sky, the weather is hot and hot, and there is not a trace of wind.

Zhou Jin walked outside the venue, found a shady place to sit down, and untied the yellow scarf on his head, which was soaked, and there was still a trace of white smoke on his head.

His mind is in a mess right now, and he has to take care of it.

First of all, the crossing was certain, because he found that the current body was not his. He is a family heirloom of mixed yuan taijiquan, and he practiced it when he was young, so he has always been not tall, and his body is more flexible.

But now I immediately feel that my legs are long and my hands are long, and that flexibility and flexibility are gone, plus I appeared on such a set inexplicably, and the crossing is almost certain.

He is wearing a costume now, and he doesn't know where to put his clothes, and he can't find his mobile phone to see the next year, so he doesn't know what year he wore it.

Although he could feel that there were many memories in his mind, Zhou Jin felt that those memories were like paste, and he couldn't make them clear at all.

Human memories are very strange, and many things are clearly remembered, but if you think about it out of thin air, your brain is blank, and you have to wait until something or something touches you, and the memories will flood in.

"You kid is here, drink saliva. ”

The big white fat man's voice sounded, and Zhou Jin looked up and found that a bottle of water had been thrown over.

Zhou Jin caught it casually, it was ice, so he unscrewed it and sucked it dry.

"Whew......" Zhou Jin let out a sigh of relief, this bottle of ice water was under the stomach, and the heat was dispelled a little, and he felt that the whole person was comfortable.

Er Dongzi also drank a bottle of water, walked to Zhou Jin and sat down, Zhou Jin felt that his side immediately became a little hotter.

This fat man is like a fireball.

"Brother Dong, thank you just now. Zhou Jin said with a smile.

He didn't quite adapt to it when he first came through, so he made a fuss, if it weren't for this fat man, it might not end well, after all, it was his own fault first.

"Hey, it's okay, but you're so brave today that even Miss Le dares to fight. Erdongzi smiled.

Miss Le is the trumpet that they gave Brother Le in private, and there are no sissies and three-legged cute girls in the mainland at this time, and everyone has a disdain and ridicule attitude towards Brother Le's type.

Erdongzi thought that Zhou Jin was doing it on purpose.

Zhou Jin shook his head, laughed at himself, and said, "I'm dizzy." ”

"I see you're also dizzy," Er Dongzi got up and said, "It's too hot these days, don't report the drama, take a good rest." Hey, it's fucking hot!"

After Er Dongzi finished speaking, he left with his hand fanning the wind.

Zhou Jin looked at his back and felt very strange. Obviously, I don't know him, but I can accurately tell his identity, and I can chat with him naturally, like a familiar friend.

Is it because of the residual memories of this body?

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

"Kill, kill!"

The shouting and killing started again, and the filming started on that side again, and the group actors fought together with knives, but in fact, they just made a few blind gestures, and then lay on the ground.

Brother Le in the white robe was very brave, and he stabbed several Yellow Turban soldiers with a spear, but he didn't make a mistake again.

The cameraman maneuvers the swingarm to find angles, the director sits behind the monitor in a peaked cap and watches the set, and the rest of the crew is busy with their own work.

It looks messy, but it's actually orderly.

Except for Zhou Jin.

He felt like he was now separate from the crowd, and everything in front of him seemed unreal.