May Day Golden Week, Daming Lake, the wind and sunshine are beautiful, and the spring is full of joy. The willows on the shore are gently swaying, the flowers are in full bloom all around, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is a beautiful scenery in the world.

"Hey, don't you tell a fortune? No money! ”

"Beauty, are you sad for your boyfriend?"

"Shuai Guo, has your career hit a bottleneck?"

"Auntie, is the daughter-in-law not filial? Find me to solve it, hey ......"

From time to time, there was a low shout of discord in an inconspicuous corner. It was a thin boy, a tomboy to be exact, dressed in a fat denim suit, wearing a cotton hat that could cover the prickly heat, his eyes were suppressed low, and his face was deliberately painted with ash, as if he did not want to show his true face. As soon as he saw a tourist passing by, the tomboy sneaked over and whispered business.

Most of the tourists enjoy the beautiful scenery, some disturb the sudden disappointment, stare in disgust and then walk away, and some people can't help but scold.

The tomboy doesn't care about this at all, and if he wants to make money, he has to endure humiliation. What's wrong with being scolded, a lot of arms and a lot of meat, there is an old saying that is good, thin-skinned and can't eat; Enough cheeks to eat!

The tomboy was comforting himself, and there was a girl who looked like a student in front of him, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her orchid-shaped fingers were placed on her cheeks, twisting and pinching, with Lin Daiyu's sentimentality.

"Hey, big beauty! If you don't succeed in the graduate school entrance examination, you will come to Wenqu Xing. The tomboy immediately stepped forward and stopped her.

"Ah......h

The girl suddenly had a lewd smile in front of her eyes, thinking that she had encountered a little rascal, and immediately put her two little hands into fists on her chin, her eyes widened, her dantian was angry, she opened her mouth, let out a scream that pierced the sky, and ran away like a desperate escape.

The screams caught the attention of the park security guards, and several of the smaller security guards looked in unison.

"Cut, it's not a pull, this girl is much better looking than you, it's really hypocritical!" The tomboy said indignantly, then sighed, and crouched on the side of the road in boredom.

A few drops of sweat ran down his sideburns, tickling like a bug crawling through, the tomboy took off his cotton hat in annoyance, and hot sweat was breaking out of his short manly hair.

The tomboy has a nice name, called Yuan Ziyan, and it is said that he is still a descendant of Yuan Tiangang. In fact, she herself doesn't like this kind of dress, but the Yuan family is a big family, people are prosperous, every family is capable, and the most important thing is that every family has men, and there are more than 30 cousins of Yuan Ziyan's generation alone, ranging from six to sixty years old.

It can be seen that when Yuan Ziyan was born, her parents should have been so disappointed, and the girl could not enter the family tree. Maybe it's because they want their son to go crazy, Yuan Ziyan's parents have raised their daughter as a boy since she was a child.

Want to wear a skirt? No, it's so uncivilized to show your little ass!

Want to play with dolls? No, I don't know that the hair that falls out of the doll will die if it is sucked into the trachea!

Want to learn cross-stitch? Of course, it's even worse, don't talk about it on the Internet, there is a girl who likes cross-stitch and her eyes are tired and blind!

……

By the time Yuan Ziyan understood that these were lies, she herself had graduated honorably from a third-rate college majoring in history. Short hair and neutral dress always make people ignore her appearance, even her breasts have forgotten her development, and her flat ass always worries her mother, and most of the future children will still be nieces. In short, all the good things related to girls pass by her.

Fortunately, the ninety-nine-year-old grandfather is very open-minded, and he likes her very much, and always praises this child for his good looks, clear eyebrows, and aura, just like the characters in the painting. Of course, no one takes this seriously, and it is normal for the elderly to be dazzled.

Every time Grandpa Tai met, he would teach Yuan Ziyan some things left over from his ancestors, most of which were astrological divination books, which was a great honor in the early years.

In fact, the old man doesn't look down on this great-granddaughter, what age is it, and several descendants are interested in these old and scumbag curled yellow books, and the female baby is also a baby, and if it is not passed on, it will be lost!

Next month is Grandpa's 100th birthday, Yuan Ziyan took a fancy to a set of enamel teapots, the workmanship is very exquisite, the price is also expensive, more than 5,000 oceans.

The Department of History, sacred and great, broad and profound, can be used for basically good terms. However, history graduates have to face a very real problem, that is, it is very difficult to find a job.

The museum is a state-run unit, and there is no way to get in; The private sector is also a professional mismatch; It's easy to contact the profession of librarian in middle school, but it's not official, and I'm still an unemployed young woman with no financial income.

Both parents are grassroots workers, and their teapots are still the bulky coarse porcelain of the 80s, and the Chang'e moon pattern on it is polished, so how can they have spare money to buy this kind of luxury.

But how many people in the world can live to be 100 years old? After thinking about it, Yuan Ziyan came up with an idea, it was the spring when the flowers were blooming, Daming Lake attracted countless tourists, if you go there to tell the fortune on the roadside, you may be able to get a few quick money! Coupled with the New Year's money accumulated on weekdays, you can give the old man a decent gift, the centenarian, maybe one day it will be gone, and there will be one less person in this world who loves him.

The idea was good, but unfortunately it backfired. Daming Lake is full of tourists, a lot of change thrown into the lake willingly, no one is willing to pay money to count a hexagram, Yuan Ziyan said that her throat was smoking, and she was stunned that a single business was not done, and she was anxious to jump into the lake at night to salvage change.

Hey, in the end, it's the development of science and technology! These feudal superstitious things are about to say goodbye to the stage of history completely. Yuan Ziyan was squatting on the side of the road worrying, and saw a bewitching young woman with an umbrella from a distance, holding a bald half-old man walking over. The old man touches the woman's face or hand from time to time, and the woman's delicate smile is non-stop, seeing that this relationship is not normal, how can a man with no money have such a glamorous blessing?

Hey, here's your chance! Yuan Ziyan put on the cotton hat again, ran over upside down, and asked with a smile: "Two, divination for the whole year?" Fifty yuan a hexagram, no money! ”

The half-old man frowned, lowered his head and wanted to bypass, Yuan Ziyan was eager to make money, and he didn't want to give up this business, so he stopped the old man again, and continued to smile: "The price is negotiable, you can give a reward at will depending on the result!" At first glance, you are an official, full of blessings, measuring the future, and taking precautions. Hey, why are you so familiar, isn't it the ...... on TV?"

Yuan Ziyan saw the old man's face clearly, and was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth for a long time, why did he look so much like a city leader? The bewitching woman snorted, quickly twisted her waist and walked away angrily.

The old man glanced at Yuan Ziyan in annoyance, immediately took out his mobile phone, and dialed the phone with one hand on his waist and the other: "Director of Daming Lake Park, how do you manage it, there are people here who openly promote superstition and destroy the image of the people of Quancheng!" ”

Yuan Ziyan secretly screamed badly, and hit the muzzle of the gun, this posture is to send himself to prison?! Where do you dare to entangle, thirty-six plans to go as a plan, and run away.

I'll run! Run! Run hard!

Seeing this, the tourists took refuge one after another, and several park security guards immediately received orders from above, and they had already set their eyes on the tomboy in the corner, and quickly surrounded Yuan Ziyan.

As soon as he ran to the gate, a security guard opened his arms and pounced, Yuan Ziyan took off his hat and smashed it hard, hitting the other party's eyes, only to hear an oops, the security guard's pace slowed down.

Yuan Ziyan rushed out of the gate sideways, but instead of stopping, several security guards shouted and chased more fiercely, and one made a phone call while chasing, not knowing whether to call the police or call more people over.

Hold it!

Hold it!

There were constant shouts from behind, where can girls run young and strong young men, seeing the footsteps of several security guards getting closer and closer, Yuan Ziyan confused the formation, and ran towards the middle of the road in a panic.

The sound of sudden braking, insults, and vehicle collisions came one after another, and several car drivers saw that their cars were injured, and they were also angry and chased after them with the security guards.

Yuan Ziyan lost her shoes, sweating profusely, and had the heart to cry to death, how much money did she have to pay for others! In a hurry, I remembered the escape mantra that my grandfather taught me, and it was very naïve to say that this idea was very naïve, and I was temporarily cramming Buddha's feet, hoping that God would manifest my spirit, and pity myself for this hard-working baby.

"Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, help me with my feet, run to Taixu, urgent as an amnesty!" , Yuan Ziyan chirped again, suddenly, she found that her steps began to become brisk, but the speed was only fast and not slow, and she couldn't even feel the ground, she looked down and was pleasantly surprised to find that she was in a semi-suspended state.

Looking back, I saw that I had distanced myself from the security guards and the drivers.

Wow, I knew that the mantra was so good, why bother to tell the hexagram, it was better to be a courier! Yuan Ziyan thought proudly, while continuing to run harder, and escaped home first!

Running and running, she felt that something was wrong, this speed was too fast! The tall buildings on both sides of the road quickly receded, and things began to blur in front of her, and the whole world seemed to be left alone.

The security guards and drivers behind them had already stopped, because they noticed that the tomboy had turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Ziyan didn't know about this situation, his hands were alternately fiddling, he was still running and running, he didn't know how long he had been running, and finally felt tired and slowed down.

But when the scene in front of her became clear again, she was stunned!

Strange and strange environment! It can't be a film and television shooting base, right? Yuan Ziyan looked around suspiciously, pedestrians dressed in ancient costumes, wooden houses, and many small vendors shouting on the street, just for meals, and many houses emitted curling white cooking smoke.

It must be a shooting base! This base has to invest a lot, right? Yuan Ziyan comforted himself in confusion, scratching his head subconsciously, just such an action, but he couldn't calm down anymore.

Hands full of smooth green silk!

Yuan Ziyan looked at the long hair in her hand in a daze, and suddenly found that the jeans were gone, replaced by a long white dress, decently wrapped around the delicate body, layered and soft, exactly what she dreamed of! That's what a girl looks like!

If you run too fast and come to a strange place, but the clothes on your body shouldn't change, right? Even if the clothes change, the hair can't grow that fast, right?

In the contemporary society with abundant knowledge and developed information, this kind of plot is broadcast all day long on online media TV, as for what situation Yuan Ziyan encountered, this phenomenon can be quickly understood by any young person, and then too much to describe its surprise is grinding.

So, a word suddenly appeared in Yuan Ziyan's brain, crossing, running through by himself! But there is no such way to traverse, can you still run super fast, even beyond the speed of light or time, and come to ancient times?!

I rub, it's too?!

Hold it!

Hold it!

There was another shout behind him, no, it couldn't be that those security guards also chased them to ancient times, right?! Yuan Ziyan lifted her skirt and ran, in the end, she was used to wearing denim, not used to women's clothes, the rhythm of her two legs was not well matched, she ran for less than two steps, her feet were entangled in nepotism, a dog gnawed mud and fell to the ground, and the people behind her also ran over panting.

"Stop, stop!" Several people bent over and gasped, quickly surrounding Yuan Ziyan.

Yuan Ziyan looked up and found that these people were not security guards, but more like officials of a certain dynasty, with high hats, dark red clothes, and a fierce face.