People always fantasize that one day, they can go back to the past, with their far ahead of the times of insight and knowledge based on a certain ancient dynasty, left and right, thousands of beauties.

Li Chengyang, as a perfect otaku in the new century, of course, inevitably fell into fantasy, in fact, Li Chengyang's experience is also legendary, he grew up in an orphanage, relied on his own work-study to finish college, and was about to do a big job, when a miracle fell from the sky.

After graduating, he walked out of school to sell old books and other things for money, and the more than 100 yuan he sold bought lottery tickets at will.

Then Li Chengyang bought a house and started his career as an otaku, reading novels and playing games in the house every day.

No, two days ago, Li Chengyang saw a new novel, and he couldn't put it down, and he read it hard every night.

I didn't close my eyes for three days, and finally finished reading this novel, and then planted it on the bed, and when I opened my eyes, the three-bedroom house of more than 100 square meters that I bought with all the money was gone, the mobile phone I was holding in my hand was gone, and my clothes were gone. Everything is different, the antique house is quiet and quiet, the house is not small, there are dozens of square meters, and it is unexpectedly clean.

On the left hand side is a row of bookshelves, because it is not far from where Li Chengyang sleeps, Li Chengyang can see at a glance a volume of "The Art of War" spread out on the low table.

The windows are bright and clean, and the huge bookshelves occupy an entire wall, at least it is not a destitute class, which is good news, and people who have books to read in ancient times are considered good, the art of war? may still be a general, and books on the art of war are not read, and they are all covered by the royal family and the generals, for fear that one day they will be taken away by a certain genius, and they will have thoughts that they shouldn't have, and they will raise their banners to compete with their rulers.

Thinking back to his "past life", let's call it "past life", who knows if he can go back, isn't there many examples in the novel that can go back and forth with ancient and modern.

Wear it all, if you can go back, wouldn't everything be fine, look back and think about it, what impact will your sudden disappearance have on others, or rather, who else will care about him who disappears, think about it, maybe except for the uncle who often comes downstairs to collect the drink bottles he has drunk, no one will care about his disappearance.

"It's really a failure," he sighed, his eyes were dark when he first arrived, and he urgently needed to understand where he had come.

It suddenly occurred to me that judging from my pretty good family background, there should be a personal maid to dress up. Randomly raised his voice and shouted, "Is there anyone outside, come in." ”

was taken aback by his voice, his obviously crisp and immature voice, compared with the 30-year-old vicissitudes of his "previous life", was at least half worse, he put his hand into his clothes and rubbed it lightly twice, "Whew, it's okay, there should be everything, but it doesn't seem to have grown up yet."

Li Chengyang pulled out his hand, which was nearly half of the white and tender little hand, and as expected, 'he still wears his soul'.

The side door of the room "creaked" open, and a small head with bright eyes and bright teeth poked in first, with a palm-sized face and a little baby fat, and the big eyes revealed an unstoppable wit. Standard beauty billet.

"The young master got up so early today, what's the matter with Xiao'er" still only showed one head, and a crisp voice came from the mouth of the little head.

"Eh, Xiao'er, what year is this year, Young Master Ben, I'm a little dazed" Li Chengyang climbed up the pole, and the young master didn't blush at all, the beauty embryo is called Xiao'er, it should be his maid, the voice is good, the person is good-looking, it's just a little small, but well, Lori, just to raise... No, let's find out when it's now.

The little head is crooked, as if today's young master feels different from before, the young master has always called himself mine, why is it still "this young master" today, "Forget it, it must be that the young master is stupid in reading, and the housekeeper grandfather said that he will never go out, and he will read people stupidly, but what should I do, Xiao'er will marry the young master in the future, and I will give birth to the young master." Xiao'er's face gradually became rosy, and the more she didn't want to think about giving birth, the more stubbornly she tossed and turned in her mind and refused to leave.

"Huh".

Li Chengyang looked at Xiao'er with a confused expression, and after listening to what he said, his face slowly turned red, and his red little face made people want to go up and kiss him. Then there was such a tiger and wolf sound, which shocked Li Chengyang's body. Then he reined in his thoughts and said, "What are you thinking, what year is this year, Young Master Ben forgot."

Xiao'er stretched out her little hand and rubbed her face, and said in a low voice: "Young master, this year is the ninth year of martial arts."

"Boom!" , "The ninth year of Wude, Li Yuan, Li Shimin, Xuanwumen, eldest grandson, Cheng biting Jin... Countless memories and memories hit Li Chengyang's head like a torrent.

"Hiss" Li Chengyang only had time to hiss, and then fell on the bed, unconscious.

"Yikes! Young master, what's wrong with you, young master, don't be scared of Xiao'er" Xiao'er watched Li Chengyang fall down, rushed out of the back room in a few steps and ran towards Li Chengyang, shouting as he ran: "Grandpa housekeeper, come quickly, the young master has fainted, woo woo, come on, the young master has fainted, who will come and take a look."

As soon as Xiao'er's words fell, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and someone kicked open Li Chengyang's door, and at a glance he saw that Xiao'er was groping around on Li Chengyang's body, and Li Chengyang was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale.

"Someone". The person who came was Li Chengyang's housekeeper Li Gu, who was about fifty years old, Weituo's body, in the Tang Dynasty, he was already a serious old man at the age of fifty, and there were very few people who could live to this age, but at this time, this old man who should have been dry bones in the weak mound exuded a breath of iron and blood.

As Li Gu's voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared outside the door of the house, no one found out how he appeared, this person didn't say a word, his body was wrapped in black clothes, only a pair of eyes leaked out, kneeling on one knee, his hands clenched into fists, facing Li Gu.

"Go and ask for a doctor immediately, you won't have to come back later," Li Gutou said without replying.

"Oh" I saw that the man hugged his fist, and disappeared abruptly, neatly and neatly, without any mud and water.

Li Gu looked at Li Chengyang, saw that he was breathing steadily, his face gradually became ruddy, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Xiao'er and asked, "Xiao'er, what is going on, young master."

Xiao'er looked at the old butler who suddenly exuded an aura of iron and blood, and did not come back to his senses for a while, and was woken up by Li Guyi's call. swallowed a mouthful of spit and returned: "The young master just woke up and asked me what dynasty this year is, I said it was the ninth year of martial arts, and the young master screamed and fainted, housekeeper grandpa, is the young master like you said, stupid to read?" ”。

Li Gu also didn't know what was going on, but seeing that Li Chengyang's body was slowly improving, the iron-blooded aura on his body slowly became softer. Xiao'er let out a sigh of relief, just now grandpa really frightened her, and the feeling that seemed to be the housekeeper grandpa was going to kill her at any time stimulated her into a cold sweat.

"Don't really read books and read your brains badly" Li Gu thought, I heard that those readers had read and fell into the devil before, so I just said it casually, but don't really let him say it right, if Li Chengyang is really stupid, the people in this courtyard, if one counts as one, not a single hair can be left.

Li Gu thought about his possible ending, and gritted his teeth: "Come again."

Still outside the door of the house, still in that position, with a whoosh, a person dressed in the same clothes as the person who went to the imperial doctor before appeared in the same position again, kneeling on one knee and clasping his hands into fists, but this time this person spoke: "Butler, I and the old man must leave at least one to protect the young master", the voice was cold, as if there was no trace of human fireworks. Listening to his voice, it seems that there are more than two such people.

Li Gu heard this and said: "Don't you still believe the old man, with me, who needs your protection."

The cold voice then sounded again: "I can't believe it."

Li Gu's face turned blue and red when he heard this: "Li Yi, why are you people so rigid, what annoys me the most is your appearance, what has the old eunuch handed over to you, good people, one by one like a coffin board."

Li Yi was still the same, and returned without the slightest emotion: "Unless I die, I will secretly guard everyone and will not let the young master escape from our protection."

"I know that you cubs are responsible, old man, I admit it, you are watching here, I will go and see the old man, he didn't have the cards in my hand" Li Gu said, walked towards the door, took out a sign from his sleeve, the golden sign shook in front of Li Yi, and pulled a horse at the door and rode away.

Li Yi looked at the figure of the housekeeper leaving, then stood up and leaned against the door, closed his eyes and stood with his sword in his hands.