There is a small lake in the west of Meicun, the lake water is crystal clear, and the smooth pebbles lie quietly in the lake, and occasionally small fish swim.

A young man stood by the lake, looking down at the reflection in the lake, looking at the green face, cowardly demeanor, thin body, the expression on his face has changed from the first incredulous, shocked, angry to the current helpless and depressed.

Now the body is no longer the original soul, but the soul of a thief from the 21st century.

Of course, the thief himself is self-appointed, to put it bluntly, he is a liar, but he specializes in defrauding some rich people who are not benevolent to the rich, so he has a little confidence to add a "chivalry" in front of "thief".

I still remember that night, he and his partners had just completed a big order, and came back from abroad for millions of dollars, he chartered a yacht and called four or five beauties to go to sea to find fun, this wind blows eggshells, wealth goes to bird happiness, is his life motto, but where do you know that when he is happy, the sky suddenly lightning and thunder, the sea water surges, a huge wave hits, he lost consciousness, and when he woke up, it was already four years of Yonghui in the Tang Dynasty.

Originally, he couldn't believe it, but with a burst of headaches, countless memories flooding into his mind, and when he saw the reflection in the lake, he knew that he had indeed crossed, thinking about it, he laughed himself, "I can't imagine that the bloody plot of the time-traveling drama actually happened to me, should I cry or laugh." ”

At this time, in addition to a bitter smile, he still smiled bitterly.

I believe that anyone who crosses will definitely not be able to face this qiē easily.

But what if you don't accept this qiē?

Taking the train back?

Problem: None of the trains here.

Only a wry smile!

I can't cry even if I want to.

Syllable!

Just when Han Yi was at a loss, he suddenly felt that something hit the back of his head, just a slight pain, turned his head, but there was no one behind him, and he looked up again, and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy sitting on the trunk of a big tree, at least two feet high from the ground, dirty, a face is black, but it highlights the pair of bright and clear eyes, barefoot, and the right trouser leg has been torn off more than half, as if he was bitten off by a dog, dangling his little feet.

When the little boy saw Han Yi turn around, he couldn't help but grin, but the smile was a little silly.

Because he has obtained the previous memories of this body, Han Yi at this time also knows this little boy, this little boy is also from Plum Village, when he was not born, his father went on the expedition, unfortunately his father never came back, it is said that he died in battle, and his mother was originally a little dull, to put it mildly, it was mildly mentally retarded, coupled with this stimulation, it became more delirious, so after the little boy was born, his mother did not name him, and when he was six years old, his mother suddenly went crazy, He ran away, accidentally fell off a cliff, and passed away, and since then the little boy has been an orphan, and the villagers call him a wild child.

Thinking of this, Han Yi felt a little sympathetic to this wild child, but felt that he was very similar to his own life experience, so he didn't blame him, but just asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

The wild child smirked to himself, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, his middle finger and thumb were stacked together, and the other three fingers were facing Han Yi.

What do you mean? Is this the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty? Han Yi looked a little confused.

Syllable!

Han Yi felt that something hit his head again, and when he looked down, it was a small fruit pit, and he was shocked, and he snapped his fingers? But whether it was a flick of a finger or not, he knew that he was being played, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "You kid is playing me, right?" ”

The wild child laughed again, but didn't make a sound, as if to tell sù Han Yi, you guessed it, I'm just playing with you.

Is he really an idiot, as outsiders say? But an idiot can't play so accurately! Damn, you also ran to bully me, see if I don't teach you some lessons, roll up your sleeves first, I'll go, how did he climb up so high.

"Oops, oops."

Han Yi's eyes rolled, and he suddenly held his head, squatted down, and got up in pain.

When the wild child saw it, he put away his smirk, and there was a trace of worry in his innocent eyes.

But at this moment, Han Yi suddenly grabbed a handful of pebbles from the ground and threw it at the wild child.

He doesn't have magical powers, not only to win more than few.

How did the wild child know that Han Yi, who had always been cowardly, was so treacherous, and his body couldn't help but fall back.

"Be careful!"

Han Yi exclaimed.

He was in a bad mood before, and he was played with like this, and no one has a temper, but seeing that this wild child was about to fall, he couldn't help but be very anxious, and his heart was full of regret.

I saw that the wild child's legs hooked the trunk of the tree, his head was down, and all the small stones thrown by Han Yi avoided them, and at the same time flicked his middle finger.

Syllable!

Han Yi was hit in the head again.

"You little bastard."

Han Yi was really angry this time, bent down and picked up the stone and threw it at the little boy.

But the wild child is walking on the ground on this big tree, flashing and moving, up and down, just like a wild monkey, while dodging, he also continues to sacrifice his finger magic power, attacking Han Yi with a fruit core, and it is a bullet.

The most painful thing for a man is that he can't win by shooting!

Day. This kid is a helper hired by the monkey. Han Yi quickly retreated, stayed away from the big tree, pointed to the wild child and said, "If it's a man, don't hide in the tree, if you have a seed, you can fight it alone." ”

The wild child was stunned, only to see him leap away.

Wa! Dare to jump down so high, bring your own Weiya! Han Yi was terrified when he saw it.

But I saw that the wild child suddenly stretched out his hands, climbed a low tree trunk, borrowed inertia to leap again, and landed firmly on the ground, grinning at Han Yi.

Depend on! There is a mistake with wood, this kid seems to be more powerful than Jackie Chan! Han Yi took a sharp breath of cold air, cold sweat was dripping behind him, and a trace of regret appeared between his eyebrows, although he had the advantage of his body, after all, he was older, and Han Dashan was relatively tall, and this body also inherited his father's height gene, although he was thin, but he was also more than one meter seven, and this wild child was about one meter four or five at most, but as far as the wild child was hit, he really couldn't beat it, you must know that his body is still very weak.

But the words are out, how can you fight with your head! The current Han Yi is not a coward, he clenched his fists, roared, and rushed over, after all, he was born as a thief, and he didn't have any skills to mix in this industry.

But the wild child took one step, and suddenly looked sideways, and then ran backwards, and climbed another big tree, and then jumped and jumped up another big tree, and then two or three times, and then disappeared.

Han Yi looked at the wild child fleeing like a rat, with a blank expression, what is the situation? Was he scared away by my domineering spirit?

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi." ”

Han Yi turned his head and saw a villager about forty years old running towards him anxiously, this villager was Yang Lin, the good brother of Han Yi's father Han Dashan, because he was the second in the family, so everyone called him Yang Second Brother, and he went to report the letter to the bride last night.

To be honest, Han Yi is still a little resistant to his current identity, the key is that he doesn't know how to face this qiē now, he can't help frowning, he turns around and leaves, he needs to be quiet now.

But I heard Yang Lin shouting behind him: "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, it's not good, the prince in the city came to your house to collect debts, and said that he wanted to use your wife to pay off the debts, go back quickly." ”

Fuck you, why is it all this bloody plot, am I really crossed? I feel like I'm acting! I really hope that a director will call the card.

Han Yi stopped, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness welling up in his heart, he knew that this body was doing trouble, and he thought about that beauty in his heart, and said secretly, although I am not the Han Yi of the past, but if the beauty is taken away, this green hat must be worn by me, no matter what I think, at least other people will think so, then how can I raise my head and be a man in the future, this is not good.

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and faced Yang Lin with a gloomy face.

In Yang Lin's impression, Han Yi has always been a good child, to put it mildly, he is a cowardly child, but now Han Yi's eyes are frightening, and he doesn't look like Han Yi at all, so he can't help but be stunned.

After a while, Han Yi suddenly ran home.

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