Although Zhang Jiayong's consciousness began to blur, he was still a little strange, how could anyone wear such black boots? The length of the uppers was almost to the knee! But he didn't have time to think about it so much, because he was about to fall unconscious.

But just when his consciousness was hazy, he suddenly felt a burst of refreshment, like a person who had been severely dehydrated by the high temperature, and suddenly got the moisture of water, and his consciousness gradually began to recover.

After a while, Zhang Jiayong came to his senses completely, and then he saw that Zhang Wei and his two younger brothers had fallen not far away, probably fainting, and the person in black boots in front of him was still there.

With a hint of curiosity, Zhang Jiayong slowly raised his head, and soon a trace of shock appeared on his face, it turned out to be that neurotic "tramp"!

"You...... Why are you here? Aren't you tied up by me?" Zhang Jiayong asked with shock, this neurotic "homeless man" should have been locked in the utility room by him.

"A broken rope, a broken door want to trap the general? It's too underestimate the general, right? At first, the general's strength has not recovered before he can break free. "The neuropath" tramp said, with a haughty face.

"Then why are you here? You follow me?" Zhang Jiayong was very strange, since he broke out of the door by himself, why did he appear here and save himself?

"Well, this ...... After thinking about it carefully, Ben Jiang found that it was indeed you who saved Ben Jiang, so Ben Jiang wanted to thank you and came here to find you. "Neuropath" tramp "said.

Zhang Jiayong felt that his head was a little insufficient, this neurotic "tramp" seemed to be very powerful, and he said at the moment: "You go home with me first, you are dangling outside in this dress, and you are not afraid that others will treat you as a rare animal?"

"On the way to Ben in the future, there are indeed a lot of people looking at Ben Jiang, and what kind of place is this? There are a lot of big moving boxes on the road, and then there are many super big mirrors, and there are people in them, and they are constantly talking. "Neuropath" tramp "said.

The big box that moves? There is a big mirror of a talking person inside? Zhang Jiayong scratched his head, and it took him a long time to react, could it be that he was talking about cars and those large LED screens that broadcast advertisements?

Dizzy, could this person really be an ancient man who crossed over from ancient times? Zhang Jiayong looked at this neurotic "tramp" in disbelief. So, Zhang Jiayong decided to take him home first and then have a good understanding of the situation, it just so happened that his mother Pan Tianhui went out to buy goods today, and she won't come back until three days later.

But on the way back, Zhang Jiayong said that he was very embarrassed, because of the clothes worn by the neurotic "homeless man", the return rate of the two of them can be described as 100%, and some people even wanted to come forward to take a group photo.

Zhang Jiayong had no choice but to put on a serious expression, and then kept shouting: "Let one, let one, borrow it, rush to the set to film, borrow it!"

In this way, it is still useful, and those who want to come forward to take pictures will obediently stop asking to take pictures as soon as they hear about rushing to the set.

After returning home, Zhang Jiayong looked left and right and found that no neighbors had found it, so he hurriedly pushed the neurotic "homeless" into the house.

"Damn, I'm tired, I feel like I've been treated as a monkey today!" Zhang Jiayong jumped and sat on the sofa and let out a sigh of relief.

"Who, come and sit here, let's have a good talk. Zhang Jiayong said to the neurotic "homeless man".

"Ben's name is Zhang Xian, and he is the first striker in front of the marshal!" The neurotic "homeless man" seemed to be dissatisfied with Zhang Jiayong's unknown name, and deliberately emphasized.

"Okay, Zhang Xian, come and sit. Zhang Jiayong said casually.

"How dare you call this general by his name? You should call this general General Zhang, but for the sake of you saving this general, I don't care about you. Zhang Xian said.

Chu Tingsheng was speechless, what is this, is this person a neurotic?

However, when Zhang Xian sat on the sofa, he immediately jumped up again and said vigilantly: "What kind of chair is this?

Zhang Jiayong was stunned for three seconds, and then laughed, this person is so fucking interesting, wow, could it really be someone who traveled through ancient times?

After laughing, Zhang Jiayong patted the sofa and motioned for Zhang Xian to come and sit, don't you sit well, how can there be something.

Zhang Xian sat on the sofa again suspiciously, and after waiting for a while, he found that although he was sitting down, he did not continue to go down, so he sat on it with peace of mind, and he also felt that this thing was very comfortable, although he had enjoyed some soft seats before, but it was not as comfortable as this.

After Zhang Xian sat down, Zhang Jiayong had the opportunity to take a closer look at this person who didn't know if he was a psychopath, and found that this person was really young, he seemed to be about the same as himself, at most fifteen years old, which should be the age of junior high school.

But Zhang Jiayong really couldn't figure it out, how could a good little boy be stupid?

"That, Zhang Xian, where are you from?" asked Zhang Jiayong.

"Ben Jiang was born in Langzhou, and since he was a child, he has followed the marshal to fight in the south and the north! But I was obviously killing the enemy on the battlefield, how could I suddenly come here? Where is this?" Zhang Xian began to wonder after introducing himself halfway.

"Langzhou seems to be the ancient name of one of the famous historical and cultural cities. Zhang Jiayong wondered, could this person really come from ancient times?

With doubts, Zhang Jiayong opened the computer on the table, clicked on a well-known search website, typed in the word Zhang Xian, and immediately popped up a large amount of information, he clicked on a message on the homepage, which contained a detailed introduction to Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian, a famous general of the Song Dynasty, one of the generals that Yue Fei relied on. Seeing this, Zhang Jiayong was already shocked, is this person in front of him really from the Song Dynasty? Continue to look down, there are still some messy gossip, he saw Zhang Xianguan to the commander of the four compartments of the Dragon Shenwei, as well as Yue Fei's daughter Yue Yinhua about love, of course, these may be some folk sayings, there are remarks behind these gossip, for reference only.

"Yue Fei, are you Yue Fei's general?" asked Zhang Jiayong tentatively.

"Marshal Yue? Do you know Marshal Yue? Do you know where he is now?"

"Then do you know Yue Yinhua? Yue Fei's daughter. Zhang Jiayong continued to ask.

"Yue Yinhua? Are you talking about Xiao'e? Marshal Yue's daughter is called Yue Xiao'e, not Yue Yinhua. Zhang Xian replied.

Zhang Jiayong typed the three words Yue Yinhua on the computer again, and sure enough, a line of introduction popped up, Yue Yinhua's real name is Yue Xiao'e, and she is Yue Fei's daughter, and later committed suicide and martyrdom with the silver bottle, and was praised by the folk as Yue Yinhua.

Zhang Jiayong gasped, and began to believe that this Zhang Xian had traveled from ancient times, but he didn't fully believe it.

Next, Zhang Xian asked Zhang Jiayong a lot of questions, asking Zhang Jiayong where he was here, why he felt like a different world, it was not at all the same as the world he was familiar with, it was all strange things.

Zhang Xian said that how could some palaces rise into the clouds, even higher than their Star Picking Pavilion, it was incredible. And what exactly are those moving boxes, why are there people in these boxes, and these boxes also make beeping sounds.

And what are those mirrors where someone can talk in them, why are people wearing clothes so strange, and some women have their entire backs exposed, and they are so revealing that they are shameless.

Zhang Jiayong listened for a while, now he really can't judge whether this Zhang Xian came out of a mental hospital, or if he really traveled from ancient times, looking at him like that, it really doesn't seem like he is pretending.

Next, Zhang Jiayong had to patiently introduce Zhang Xian one by one, telling him that it was 2141, almost a thousand years before the Southern Song Dynasty, and it was normal for him not to be familiar with the current things.

Hearing me say this, Zhang Xian was silent, it seemed that he couldn't accept it, and Zhang Jiayong didn't bother him, let him think quietly.

"I understand, I will go to Marshal Yue, or thank you in advance for saving your life, if it weren't for you, I might have been shrouded in the wilderness. As a token of appreciation, I can give you a set of martial arts. Half a day later, Zhang Xian said.

It was Zhang Jiayong's turn to be stunned, and he also gave himself martial arts? Could this girl really be an ancient, right? Could it be that he was about to be able to fly the eaves and walk the wall? With doubts, Zhang Jiayong believed Zhang Xian's words, if he was a psychopath, he would be fooled.

Next, Zhang Xian really gave Zhang Jiayong a set of martial arts, and this set of martial arts was directly imprinted in his memory, Zhang Jiayong was very surprised, Zhang Xian really came from the Song Dynasty? And it seems that the ancients have some secrets that we modern people don't know, there is such a powerful method, which can directly instill knowledge into a person's memory.

"You're not a martial artist? How is this possible? In that case, I'll give you another set of exercises, and whether you can become a martial artist or not depends on your own ability. Zhang Xian said something strange again, and then Zhang Jiayong felt that there was something more in his memory.

I don't know why, after seeing this set of exercises, Zhang Jiayong actually felt a burst of fire in his heart, driven by an instinct, he sat directly on the sofa and began to practice the exercises in style.

Zhang Xian also sat quietly on the side, he felt that Zhang Jiayong was a little strange, he could accept memory transmission without a martial arts background, and he could withstand it, which was really strange.

But the next situation shocked Zhang Xian beyond measure, because Zhang Jiayong's force index is soaring rapidly, the force index is a measure of a person's strength, and in less than a moment, Zhang Jiayong's force index reached sixty-seven points!

Zhang Xian exclaimed incredulously: "Could it be a martial arts wizard?"