If you ask Zhuang Hua what is the most embarrassing thing she has ever experienced, her answer must not be that she was forced to shave her head when she lost a game with her friends half a month ago, nor did she lose the slightest trend of her hair growing half a month later, nor did she forget to wear a hat and go into the women's bathroom and was called indecent, or "The monk is a hooligan!" ”

But......

Is there anything more embarrassing in this world than crossing over?

She remembered that Tang Qi, the demon man who was a close friend and best friend, said to her with disdain when she was reading a time-traveling novel: "What about the time-traveling dream? Tut-tut, if I had a chance to cross, I would definitely give it to you! ”

Then on this Black Friday, she, a glorious and hard-working programmer, did not stumble and fall off a cliff when she participated in a large-scale outdoor sport for the first time - climbing Mount Hua, nor did she suddenly look black, nor did a fairy beauty or old man tell her that she was a child of destiny in the face of God to save the other world and water and fire.

She just glanced back at the bottom of the mountain, yes, just that moment she turned around, she was a program lady who was not outstanding in appearance and not outstanding in performance, and might have a herniated disc in her waist, and wore it.

How did Zhuang Hua know that he was wearing it?

First of all, the stone steps under her feet were gone, secondly, the people around her who were walking at the same speed as her were gone, and finally, less than ten meters in front of her right, a motionless humanoid object lying on the ground was dressed in ancient costume.

Would you like to go over and have a look?

Zhuang Hua thought so, and had already taken steps to walk over.

Zhuang Hua squatted next to the object that had been identified as a person, stretched out a finger and poked him, "Wake up, wake up." With the other hand, he pulled out the Swiss Army knife pinned to his lap and held it in his hand. She is always bullied by her friends, it doesn't mean that she is stupid, it's just that her personality is more casual and unscrupulous, and she has all the precautions she should have for strangers.

The person lying on the ground was motionless, Zhuang Hua called him a few more times, but there was still no movement.

"It's not going to die." Zhuang Hua turned the person over, wanting to try his snort, but she was startled when she turned the person over!

This man escaped from the scum hole, right? The blue nose and swollen face are no longer enough to describe him, and he can only be used beyond recognition. Looking more closely, the dirty clothes on his body that could no longer be seen in the primary color, there were obviously large areas of dull color, Zhuang Hua sniffed hard, and a faint but wind-blown smell of blood emanated from the people on the ground.

I'm afraid this person is a big problem. Zhuang Hua put a label on this person in his heart. According to Zhuang Hua's character, in the past, she was able to stay away from this kind of troublesome character, and the social status quo of forcing people to jump off the building when she helped an old lady, Zhuang Hua was just an ordinary person who went with the flow. But now, she can only choose to save this person, in this strange world of inaccessible mountains, she may not be able to meet a second person, and in her hiking bag in addition to some simple equipment, only a few bottles of water and three or four bread, she has no intention of being an otherworldly version of Robinson.

Zhuang Hua took off his backpack, took out a pack of wet wipes and carefully wiped his face, well, even if he wiped it, it was no different from not wiping it. Then, Zhuang Hua unscrewed a bottle of water, held up his upper body with one hand, and handed the mouth of the water bottle to his chapped lips with the other, and poured it slowly.

Feeling that he subconsciously swallowed Zhuang Hua was pleasantly surprised, he could swallow, and he could still be saved, but he was afraid that he would lose even this instinct, so she would not be able to save him at all. When he was able to drink a lot of water, Zhuang Hua found two anti-inflammatory pills and stuffed them into his mouth and let him swallow them along with the water.

Then he found a relatively dry and flat place to drag the person over, and covered him with the blanket in the bag, and Zhuang Hua sat on the ground.

For a pseudo-man who is both rotten and homely, the amount of exercise is indeed a little larger.

Zhuang Hua took off the thin line hat and fanned the wind. For a long time, the suppressed dazed dazed and panicked helplessness came to my heart.

It's another world.

There were no familiar people, no familiar city streets, no traffic jams and no computers, just her. Since her parents divorced when she was a child, she grew up in a boarding school, and she was in a cram school during the holidays, and when she grew up, she had less contact with her parents and relatives, and I remember that the last time I received a call from my parents was the day before the wedding of her half-brother half a year ago, and she could only charge a thousand yuan to her brother's mobile phone as a share of the money. Speaking of which, she really didn't have any worries, but her mood of leaving home did not diminish at all because of this.

In the end, it's not the original world, the world that she didn't like but didn't want to leave in such a way.

The sky slowly darkened, the sun set and the moon rose, the cicadas chirped with the wind blowing the harmony of the leaves were particularly clear in the falling night, and in the reckless mountain forest, a cluster of flames warmed the whole night.

When Shanting woke up, he saw such a scene.

The strangely dressed bald boy sat cross-legged by the campfire, his ordinary face giving people a sense of peace and indifference, which made people trust and want to get closer. Occasionally, a small spark bursting from a branch would attract the boy's attention, and then a faint smile would appear on the boy's face.

"Uh-uh......" Shan Ting wanted to speak, but found that his dry voice couldn't make any sound at all.

Zhuang Hua was still proud that she could actually start a fire, and suddenly heard a strange movement and jumped her, and when she looked around, she found that the person she had saved woke up!

Zhuang Hua hurriedly went over to help the person up, took the water bottle and twisted it to give him water.

Shan Ting drank the water and felt much better, looked at the mineral water bottle in Zhuang Hua's hand in surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "What is this?" ”

As a result, Zhuang Hua's face instantly darkened.

The language barrier, Zhuang Hua's worst fear happened.

Finally, before Shanting fell asleep due to physical exhaustion, the communication between the two had made initial progress, and it didn't make sense, so they could write. It turns out that the culture of this world and Zhuang Hua's original world is figured out, but the progress is much slower, the text is traditional Chinese characters, and the need is also Chinese, but the local characteristics are too strong, so thick that Zhuang Hua can't understand it. And the social development is about similar to the appearance of the multinational melee during the Warring States period in China, but the words and clothes are not very similar, in short, Zhuang Hua is sure that he has run to the air, and he has really left the original world.

Zhuang Hua looked at the sleeping "native" and sighed, now it seems that her future is bleak.

After a dreamless night, Zhuang Hua opened her eyes, and the primeval forest in her eyes made her in a trance for a while, and then remembered that she was wearing it. Zhuang Hua shook his head and sighed, knowing such bad news early in the morning was really depressing.

Then she remembered that she seemed to have saved someone yesterday, and she looked to see where the man was lying, and the man was awake.

Shanting, who had long noticed that Zhuang Hua had woken up, saw Zhuang Hua looking at him, and barely showed a smile on his scarred face, and wanted to bow to "him" but his arm was injured, so he had to bow slightly to "him".

Zhuang Hua was a little surprised that he woke up so early, but it was clear when he thought of his injuries. Zhuang Hua also bowed in return, then got up and put away the sleeping bag and put it in the bag, came to sit down next to the mountain garden, and reached out and touched his forehead.

Shan Ting's heart was shocked, Zhuang Hua's approach yesterday he had just woken up from a coma and was powerless to resist, and Zhuang Hua fed him water to save him, but now he was awake, Zhuang Hua's rash move made him vigilant, and he couldn't help but tense up all the muscles in his body, thinking that if the other party moved slightly, he would desperately get rid of "him", so as not to reveal his whereabouts.

Zhuang Hua also seemed to think that his behavior was somewhat inconsistent with the etiquette of this era, so after making sure that he did not have a fever, he immediately withdrew his hand, got up and bowed, and turned back to his backpack.

The mountain court relaxed, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed and a little sad. Is he already a soldier now? How can this embarrassed look like a celebrity? Baume & Mercier...... Shan Ting was shocked, he actually felt sorry for himself! I am a celebrity should have the spirit of a celebrity, and do the act of a celebrity, such a small setback is self-pity, which really should not have. Shan Ting figured it out, and the crampedness in his heart was gone.

If Zhuang Hua knew that Shanting regarded such a miserable experience as a small setback, she would definitely worship it immediately, and then stay away, this is the rhythm of M!

However, Zhuang Hua didn't know, so she took the bread and gave him one.

In the friendly situation that the two deliberately created, a not sumptuous breakfast ended, and during the breakfast, the two used branches to write on the ground to communicate, knowing more about the situation of both parties.

For example, Zhuang Hua knew that the name of this aboriginal was Shanting, for example, Shanting knew that this bald "boy" was named Zhuang Hua. Then, there's some about the weather today, your clothes are weird, your clothes are weird, and so on.

Then, two people who were equally preoccupied hit the road. It was not meant to hang up, but it was set off.

One was eager to understand the situation in this world when he first arrived in the other world, and the other had something important to do, and the two hit it off, so two days later, the two finally walked out of the mountains and saw the fireworks family.

At that moment, Zhuang Hua remembered the Red Army's division, remembered the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, and remembered Xu Sanduo!

Peat! Finally looking at people! Normal people!

Zhuang Hua rushed into the village with the mountain garden on his back like a tiger descending the mountain.

That's right, it was Zhuang Hua who carried the mountain court on his back. You can't let the seriously injured go by themselves, first, it's inhumane, and second, Zhuang Hua's food stock is really not much, and he can't afford to delay time, so either Zhuang Hua walks faster with the mountain court on his back, and it's a big deal to rest more often, or the two of them starve to death in the mountains together. Zhuang Hua chose the former.

The villagers were warm and simple, and although they were a little frightened at first sight of these two strange people (t^t), when they heard what the mountain court had to say, their frightened eyes turned into sympathy, and then the village chief invited them to his house, and warmly entertained them with a sumptuous feast of game.

At the dinner table, the village chief's youngest grandson asked Zhuang Hua curiously: "Brother, why don't you have hair?"

Zhuang Hua didn't understand, Shan Ting wrote it on the table with water to show her, and his eyes were also full of curiosity.

Zhuang Hua's heart silently shed lasagna (π_π). Will she say she lost a game with her friends and was shaved off?

So, Zhuang Hua smiled indifferently and wrote on the table with water: "This is the most popular hairstyle nowadays."

If Zhuang Hua looked at the mountain court carefully, he would find that his face, which could not see its true face, twitched slightly.