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Through reminiscences, Tianmu has some understanding of this little boy named Nangong Mu, the boy is an orphan, his parents have left one after another when he was about three years old, and the little boy Nangong Mu has been able to survive until now because of the relief of the villagers in the village. The little boy did not socialize with other children, probably because his parents left early, and he was timid, or he had some low self-esteem. The days when the sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed are really pitiful.

Nangong Mu sat alone on the stone and thought about the little boy's life experience, familiar with everything about this little boy: "Nangong Mu, you are really pitiful, I made you by mistake, then I will fly with you, when you were born, you were not full, and your stomach was still empty when you were killed by thunder, follow me, in the future, you will be tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas..."

With the memory of Tianmu's previous life, he felt that it was trivial to be mixed up in this world. In this world, no one knows what Tianmu has done, but Nangong Mu knows that he is not only a tomb robber, but also an antique business, opening hospitals, pharmaceutical factories, real estate and other profiteering industries.

However, at this time, Nangong Mu is still confused about what year and month it is, which province and county he is in, or what dynasty is it now, what is the emperor's name, Nangong Mu is even more confused by the things worn by the villagers here are not the same as those in their previous lives, they have been fighting for many years, and they are also archaeological experts to the outside world, and they also know a little bit about the history and culture of China for 5,000 years, and they basically know a little about historical antiques, but the buildings at this moment, and the clothes are not at all the cognition of their previous lives.

Yan Huang Yu Xia Shang, Zhou to the Warring States died, the Qin Dynasty and the Six Kingdoms, Ying Zheng called the first emperor.

The Chu-Han divide boundary, finally belonged to Liu Bang, the Western Han Dynasty was pregnant with Xinmang, and the Eastern Han Dynasty moved to Luoyang.

At the end of the year, the yellow scarf came out, the three kingdoms were called kings, the Western Jin Dynasty became the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and the capital was moved to Jiankang.

Tuoba into the Central Plains, the country is divided into north and south, the sixteen kingdoms of the north, the Song Qiliang of the south,

Nanchen was destroyed by Sui, Yang Guang lost to Li Tang, the Tang Dynasty changed to Zhou, and Empress Wu was the emperor.

There are five generations of remnant emperors, Lingguan Wuhou Zhuang, Huaxin is divided into ten countries, the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Tang Dynasty,

The two emperors of the Jin State were captured, the Southern Song Dynasty went to Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the lord was called the Great Khan, and finally died by the Ming Dynasty.

Ming to Emperor Chongjiao, Da Shun Li Chuang Wang, Jintian Taiping Kingdom, Shi Shi Qing Daoguang,

Nine passed to Guangxu, the Restoration had Kang Liang, transposed to Xuantong, and the Republic of China abolished the last emperor.

The dynasties that China has experienced for 5,000 years have all been silently recited, and it doesn't seem to be a omission? What kind of world is this? A question mark was deeply imprinted in Nangong Mu's heart

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How can the air in this world breathe so comfortably, I have never felt like this, not only does Nangong Mu feel how fresh the unpolluted air is, but also the trees here grow very tall, the towering trees in the previous life are completely pediatric here, but there is no way to know what kind of place this is? Or is this not China at all? Ancient Babylon, Ancient Egypt, or Ancient India? No, how could there have been such a comfortable village before, and there is no comparison in terms of clothing, house structure, etc.

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Nangong Mu was a little conflicted in his heart: I can't think of a reason, so let's ask the uncle in front, so Nangong Mu went to the uncle and asked, "Uncle, hello! What year is it tonight?"

The uncle has gray hair, but his face is well maintained, and there are not many wrinkles, and he looks extraordinarily energetic: "What year is it? This is Xiaoyang Village."

Nangong Mu continued: "Uncle, the kid also knows that this is Xiaoyang Village, I just want to know which emperor is now?"

Uncle: "Emperor, what is the emperor?"

Nangong Mu said secretly: The emperor doesn't know? He looked at the uncle with a confused face and continued to ask, "What dynasty is the uncle now?"

The uncle also looked puzzled, and he didn't know what Nangong Mu was talking about: "Little guy, what dynasty are you talking about?" I have lived for so long, I have never heard of it, the little guy's words are very inexplicable, I am afraid that an old man will not be able to answer." ”

I asked Aunt Qiu the same question yesterday, and Aunt Qiu thought she was frightened by Lei. Nangong Mu didn't continue to ask, and asked a few questions in a row that he wanted to know the most, but there were no answers, so he found a topic and continued to ask: "Uncle, where are you going?"

The uncle was obviously a little excited: "The academy came to the village to recruit students, and my old man rushed over to join in the fun."

Nangong Mu thought to himself that since he didn't know where this was, he simply went over to take a look, maybe there were many people there, so he could ask: "Uncle, I also want to go and have a look, can I go with you?"

Uncle: "Let's go, hurry up, or it's over",

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Nangong Mu: "Uncle, will there be a perennial war here?"

The more the uncle talked to Nangong Mu, the more he felt that Nangong Mu had a problem with his brain: "Young man, you have been talking strangely along the way, isn't there something wrong with your brain?"

Nangong Mu: "Uncle, the kid's brain didn't get into the water..."

Uncle: "How does the brain get into the water?"

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Walking through the dense forest, I finally heard the sound of children playing not far away, it sounded the same as Nangong Mu, the voice was a little immature, and there were many adults next to it, it should be the adults of the children's family, and there were also those who came to see the excitement.

The uncle looked at Nangong Mu: "Little guy, you are 6 years old this year, wait a minute, you will also pass, maybe you will really be selected"

Nangong Mu looked at the uncle and disdainfully said: With the memory of my previous life, I still have to go to school with this group of little hairy children, so I really have to upside down.

Nangong Mu: "Yes, I'm 6 years old this year, but I don't think I need to go to school with these children."

Uncle: "What is going to school? Is it cultivation? You don't have to worry, only if you have a spiritual root, you can go to the academy to practice." ”

Nangong Mu felt that the uncle had misunderstood what he meant, not that he was not qualified to go to school with this group of children, but that his knowledge was many times higher than that of this group of children.

Nangong Mu: "How old is Uncle this year?"

Uncle: "I don't remember the specifics, old man, I have lived for more than 180 autumns and winters, and I am about to go into the ground"

Nangong Mu made a fuss in his heart: he followed all the way, but he didn't expect to meet the old man with dementia, he was extremely depressed, looked around, looked at the grass not far away, Nangong Mu walked over, squatted down, clenched his hands fiercely, pulled it hard, and pulled it out with mud .....

The uncle shouted, "Hey, little one! These grasses are spiritual. Don't you know..."The uncle scolded Nangong Mu seriously.

"Spirituality?" Nangong Mu thought to himself: This old man is not shallow...

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Swish.. Swish... An old man descended from the sky without warning and landed in the middle of the square, his hair was all white, but he was neatly aligned, and his clothes seemed to be spiritual, a little erratic. Then someone shouted: "Quiet"

There was no sound in the entire square, and Nangong Mu was stunned for a moment: What kind of world is this, people can fly, is it ..... Nangong Mu seems to understand what kind of world this is, understands the difference between this understanding and the previous life, and understands why the uncle is over 180 years old. After all, he had the experience of being a human being in two lives, and he quickly calmed down. It's just that I didn't expect to travel to such a world, no wonder it's completely different from the antiques obtained by tomb robbing. For this new world, Nangong Mu silently shouted in his heart: "Newton, Don Ye, the apple may hit your head when it lands, but you can grab your hair and fly..."