In a daze, someone seemed to be talking, and Yi Bo felt a headache for no apparent reason. The eyelids seem to be a thousand pounds, and I can't open them no matter how much I open them.

"Strange and strange, it is said that Ling Lang's pulse is stable, and when there is no major problem, he only needs to rest for a few days to return to normal. It's just that why he is still unconscious, this old man is not very clear. An old voice.

"Hey, I'm bothered, my son doesn't teach, my father's fault, and I blame me for neglecting discipline on weekdays, I've been bothering for a few days, doctor, you should go back first, this rebellious son...... Leave it to fate......" A middle-aged man sighed.

"But...... Master, it's been three days since I've been in a coma, and I can't stand even my iron-beaten body, if Ying'er has three long and two short, how do you tell me to live......" A woman's voice argued.

"Go out, what do women know, loving mothers are more defeated, if you weren't usually too spoiled by him, how could you be like this today...... The doctor said that he wanted him to recuperate, so now everyone will let me out......"

There was a bustling sound, and after the door creaked, the room was quiet again.

What the hell is going on, what are these strangers doing, I clearly remember that I was on the way to work, it was raining lightly in the sky, I was holding an umbrella, and then a bright light flashed, and a loud bang followed, and then ...... He struggled to recall these things, and suddenly a wave of unfamiliar memories flooded over him, instantly flooding his mind, and he fainted again.

When I woke up again, I still felt a little heavy in my head, but this time I opened my eyes with difficulty.

It is an old-fashioned mosquito net, brocade silk-like, embroidered with some dragon and phoenix patterns, lying on an old-fashioned wooden bed, looking around, the tables and chairs are all antique, the time is about dusk, the plants outside the door are lush, a breeze blows, the bamboo branches are swaying, rattling, a ray of golden sunlight shines through an open window, and the room is loud on the ground. An ancient smoker in the room, with wisps of light smoke curling and swirling, lingered gracefully, and the whole room was filled with this faint fragrance.

Big deal, Yi Bo couldn't help but sigh, although I don't know why I am here, but this ancient house is natural, there is no trace of artificial processing, compared to the scene seen in the TV series seems to be more original, the designer must be an extremely clever architect, I don't know which rich man spent so much money to restore such an ancient house.

Shaking his head slightly, this is not what he should be concerned about now, when he shook his head, Yu Guang glanced at his hand, and then his eyes widened wide......

A small white hand, it can be seen that it is usually very well maintained, and all the calluses left by doing farm work when I was a teenager are gone, and I shake it, and it is quite strong and powerful, but it is ...... Are you kidding...... Is this the hand that a man who is close to middle age should have, or is this his own hand......

I tried to move my body slightly, tried to sit up, felt the pain all over my body, exhaled softly, and then ...... Is this your own thick voice?

The voice was very low, but the people outside the door seemed to hear it, gently pushed the door in, and entered the eye of a young and pretty girl, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a goose egg face and a small nose, a head of hair, and an ancient maid-like costume, walking cautiously, for fear of making too much noise, until he saw Yi Bo looking at him directly, a trace of joy flashed on his face, and he walked forward quickly, "Ah, young master, you wake up, I'll tell the old lady......" The joy and surprise that couldn't be concealed in the voice turned around and left.

Master? The acting is really realistic, and there are professional actors in this room, but the doubts in my heart are even worse, and a certain thought arises spontaneously in my heart, and I can't help asking: "Wait, what year is this year......

The girl stopped, turned around, and said in a strange voice: "Young master, I don't know what you're talking about, but this year is the twelfth year of Tianbao." After saying that, he walked away like a gust of wind, leaving Yi Bo stunned on the bed.

A few days after coming here, Yibo finally determined that he was reborn, such an encounter was met by himself, I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, he was just an ordinary office worker more than a thousand years ago, graduated from a second-rate school, the salary was not high, he was nearly thirty years old and did not start a family, he did nothing, he was an orphan, and he did not have many friends, but he could be regarded as a careless.

It's just that the 100,000 yuan he saved by saving money in the bank is secretly painful, and in order to save this money, he is even reluctant to take the bus when he goes to work, which he prepared for marrying his daughter-in-law. However, it was also because he was reluctant to pay the money, so he was struck by lightning on the way to work on a rainy day.

There is no reason to verify the cause and effect. If you knew that you would encounter such a thing, you should have been dashing, spent all the money, and then walked away.

The past has passed, and I can't mention it again, but I have traveled to a strange time and space, and I don't know anything, if it is exposed, it will be a big deal, and all dynasties have spared no effort to crack down on evil demons. If you cross over and be killed in seconds, it will be too unlucky.

When the thought turned, a round of light appeared on his head, but it was a little bit worse than condensing and forming, just a few points of light fell and disappeared on Yi Bo's head.

Yi Bo only felt a shock in his head, an extra memory, a strange environment, a strange body, a strange family, the contrast between his previous life and reality made him a little trance, and he couldn't help but think of the word Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, it seemed that everything in front of him was a dream.

And the character who crossed over is also a little famous in the history of Chinese literature, Wei Yingwu, the word Yibo, Yi Bo couldn't help but smile bitterly, this word is the same as his own name, the famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, the most impressive poem for this poet should be the quatrain "Chuzhou West Stream", the lonely grass stream is born, and there are yellow orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. It depicts a fresh and elegant different pastoral landscape.

But when I searched for my memory, I found that I didn't have the slightest impression of poetry in my mind. Immediately relieved, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and he could not see what he would do in the future. The two memories are intertwined, because I studied a little ancient literature and history in college, and vaguely knew that I didn't do anything in my early years, and I was also doing evil everywhere, making a village miserable.

Later, it was not until the Anshi Rebellion that he lost his official position, so he changed his past mistakes and studied hard. The official went to Suzhou to assassinate the history, and later generations called it Wei Suzhou. This illness is also due to a group of gentlemen in Chang'an City, who seem to be competitive for a woman, and fell down outside the city in order to get a bird's nest on a high branch, and fell into a coma on the spot. This is nothing to do, and it can be regarded as self-inflicted, no wonder his father looks disappointed that he hates iron but not steel.

In the past few days, his father Wei Luan has only come to see him once, this is a middle-aged man with a somewhat elegant demeanor, and he is not surprised when he sees him, it seems that he has become accustomed to this. Seeing that his son was safe and sound, he casually told a few innocuous words and left, and it seemed that he didn't attach much importance to himself.

But his mother Pei Shi, a middle-aged woman who still has charm, that is, the voice of the argument heard that day, came to visit every now and then, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, showing a mother's doting on her child, two lives, although this woman does not know that she is an imposter who transferred his son, but that kind of strong maternal love is something she has never felt, and she is still a little used and moved.

If it weren't for the doctor's advice to recuperate, I would like to take root here, and every time I bring a lot of nourishing and precious Chinese medicine, saying that it was sent by a certain son and a certain lady, it seems that my popularity is still good. In particular, there is a white ginseng among them, which is very valuable, and Pei's mouth is also talking to himself.

"Sir, I always say that you are idle and cynical...... Actually, your eldest brother and second brother are now in an inconsequential position in the Qingshui Yamen, and I don't know when they will come out. You've made at least some friends...... Although you are messing around a little bit this time, you see, people have even sent medicinal materials like hundred-year-old ginseng, and there is nothing to say......

Yi Bo was a little strange and asked, "Which lady's son sent it......?"

"Who else can there be, isn't it Yang Qing'er, she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is really polite to be able to think about our small courtyard, hey, Ying'er, how did you know the girl from this family......" Pei Shi asked, but there was still a bit of pride and pride in his tone.

Yang Qing'er? Yi Bo shook his head, vaguely remembering that he was just trying to make this girl smile, and he was willing to risk going to the tree to get a bird's nest, it seemed that he was still an amorous seed, and he couldn't help crying and laughing.

Pei Shi said casually and didn't ask in detail, but it happened that the maid outside reported something, so he said a few words and went out with the two girls who accompanied him.

The room was quiet for a while, and I was bored to catch a glimpse of the girl I saw for the first time in the room, sitting in front of the window, embroidering needles and threads, this girl is called Xiaoyan, although it is not beautiful, but it is better than youth, and it looks delicate and cute. She is the person I have been in contact with the most in the past two days.

This girl is because of the poverty of the family, so she was sold to the Wei family as a slave, although it is a prosperous age, but the problem of land annexation has become increasingly serious, such examples abound in the farmer's family, Pei Shi saw that this girl was clever and sensible, and she usually spoiled her youngest son the most, so she was assigned over. The relationship between master and servant seems to be good.

For this phenomenon of human trafficking, Yibo, as a modern person, is still a little unacceptable for a while, thinking that this girl is the same as himself, and he can be regarded as a homeless, and he has some sympathy for the same disease for a while, so he asked: "Xiaoyan, do you miss your home?" ”

Xiao Yan was slightly surprised, she didn't understand why the young master asked such a question today, she shook her head and said: "Since Xiao Yan sold herself to the Wei family as a slave, she is a member of the Wei family, and there is no need to mention this family......

Yi Bo saw that her mood was a little low, obviously not sincerely, but the two of them obviously had not yet reached the point of putting their hearts together, and the difference between master and servant in the eyes of this era was a chasm, so Yi Bo didn't ask more. So I just asked her about some of the current customs and customs, and when it came to these, the little girl was obviously a lot more lively, and from her mouth, she finally had a better understanding of the times she was in.

In the twelfth year of Tianbao, because of his love for history, he also read some information, and if it was converted into the Gregorian calendar, it should be 753 AD. At this time, the reigning emperor was Tang Xuanzong Li Longji, Xuanzong worked hard in his early years, but in his later years, because of the peace for a long time, the country was fine, Tang Xuanzong lost the spirit of upward, and after changing the Yuan Tianbao, politics became more and more corrupt.

But this is not what Yi Bo cares about now, Tang Xuanzong, so do you have the opportunity to meet Yang Guifei, one of the four beauties? However, it seems that the famous Anshi Rebellion in history will break out in the fourteenth year of Tianbao, and a generation of beauties will also be buried with this prosperous and prosperous era, and the powerful Tang Dynasty will also collapse from then on and fall into the situation of separating feudal towns.

How is it good? Just as he was blindfolded, a bright light rose from the back of his head and gathered into a mirror, and a line of large characters on the mirror changed from blurry to clear, showing in front of him

The Mirror Spirit System Awakens!