"Hiss~" With a pain in his mind, Wang Ye covered his head and screamed. I don't know why, I suddenly had a headache and sweated all over.

After a while, it finally came to an end. But Wang Ye had an even more headache, looked around, and was lying in a dilapidated thatched hut, with a strong wind outside, and wearing plain clothes.

"Where is this?" After speaking, Wang Ye stepped out of the bed and looked at the antiques recorded in the history books before. There are oil lamps and bamboo baskets, like Wang Ye has seen in the countryside before, but there is no such style.

"The little boy is awake, I see that the little boy has been in a coma for several days, and he has never woken up, and he is still very worried" Just as Wang Ye looked around, a low old man's voice came from the door, and then stepped into an old man in a blue color robe. Wang Ye looked up and down, estimating all the possibilities. "It seems that this style of clothing is a long time ago, could it be that I had an accident while sleeping? Crossed? Wang Ye muttered quietly while looking at the old man.

"Little boy, have you ever had the impression that someone hurt you?" Seeing Wang Ye's strange eyes looking at him, the old man was probably a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he asked again.

(For ease of reading, the dialogue is in the vernacular)

At this time, Wang Ye came back to his senses. "Old gentleman, I really had a bad headache just now, and I didn't notice the old gentleman talking. How offended. "Although he is still very confused in his heart, Wang Ye still wants to understand what the situation is as soon as possible." Old man, why did you ask Xiaosheng who hurt me? ”

"The little boy doesn't have to be polite, the old man and the dog went to the Pingchang County market to buy some clothes the day before yesterday, and when they reached the west gate, they saw the little boy by a stream. At that time, the little boy was seriously injured, so I asked the dog to carry the little boy back and asked Lang Zhong to take a look. The old man stroked his beard and said

"Pyeongchang County?" Wang Ye's heart tightened, it didn't seem that someone wanted to harm me. It is estimated that it has crossed the !! Wang Ye never thought that such an invisible thing would happen to him. "Can you tell me what year it is, sir?" After speaking, he looked at the old gentleman expectantly. Seeing Wang Ye like this, he estimated that his head was hurt, and he didn't know which year he was.

"Little Gongzi, it is now the seventh year of Emperor Lingguang and (184 AD). The old man looked at the clothes and fabrics before the little boy, and he didn't look like a poor family, couldn't it be that the yellow turban thief hurt the little boy! The old man walked to the cabinet with a puzzled look and took out the clothes that Wang Ye had worn before. The old man thought that his local conditions were okay, but the rough cloth he wore was still not comparable to Wang Ye's clothes, and the little boy must be a rich and noble family.

Hearing the Yellow Turban Thief here, Wang Ye couldn't say how he felt, and the words that he could only see in the history books came out of the dialogue in reality. Fortunately, Wang Ye's quality is strong enough in his heart, and it seems that this is really coming. Wang Ye didn't listen to what the old man said, and began to think about what he had imagined in his heart, if there was a day when he crossed over, he must let himself survive and leave his name.

Just as Wang Ye was planning what to do, there was a rush of footsteps at the door.

"Mr. Ji, the outfit has been arranged, and the young master called the old man to go to the middle hall, saying that he could go." The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a black martial arts suit.

"Old man, let's go," said to Wang Ye, who was in a daze, "Little boy, come with me, and it will be safer to come with us then."

"Okay, then I'll go with the old man" Wang Ye took a deep breath and followed the old man to the middle hall. There are two chairs on the first seat in the middle hall, one on the left and one on the right, and a coffee table in the middle. There are a total of four chairs on the left and right hands below, and four young and vigorous young men sit underneath. When the four young men saw the old man coming, they hurriedly got up to greet him. Between them, the old man turned to Wang Ye and introduced, "The upper position on the left hand is the dog Ji Ling, the lower position is the dog son's helper Xun Zheng, the upper right hand is the dog uncle's uncle Ji Ping, and the lower position is the dog cousin Ji Ming." Today is because it is a major matter related to the family, and it needs to be carefully discussed. ”

Wang Ye finally understood when he heard this, this old man was the father of Ji Ling, a general under the warlord Yuan Shu in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. "It seems that I have to make a good acquaintance with Mr. Xia Ji this time, and leave a helper when this troubled world is about to come." Wang Ye muttered quietly.

"Father, can you leave tonight?" Ji Ling, who was in the upper left position, immediately got up and said after seeing Mr. Ji sit down.

"Ling'er, don't be impatient, there are dozens of people up and down the Ji family, mostly old and young, and you also need to be fully prepared to move," said Ji Lao sighed

"Uncle, my father was killed by the Taishan Yellow Turban thief a few days ago, if it wasn't for the little uncle who took the housekeeper to save the kid, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sit here today" Ji Ming, who was in the lower right position, said and sobbed. "I also hope that my uncle will consider the life of the family and move to Muping earlier, which can be regarded as ensuring the safety of the family!"

Mr. Ji seemed to be a little regretful, after all, what happened in Ji Ming's house was just a few days ago.

"Ming'er, uncle knows that your family suffered from yellow turban thieves and lost their lives, which is your pain and the pain of the entire family. I can't move today, the thin horse bought by the horse dealer has not rested, and I will feed it later, and I will leave at the end of tomorrow" Ji Lao said and gestured to the middle-aged man who was wearing a black martial arts suit before, "The housekeeper will go and prepare, and inform the 10 men who are holding spears today to leave early tomorrow morning and take turns on duty at night"

"No" The butler answered and left in a hurry.