In the spring of 2009, in the memorial hall of a funeral parlor in a city in northern China.

A memorial service was in full swing, and the atmosphere in the hall was sad and solemn, with mourning music and cries shaking the sky. The memorial service was attended by the deceased's immediate family, classmates and friends, and at this time, a middle-aged man was holding a manuscript paper and reading the life of the deceased word by word. There are people below who can't sit still and take advantage of the time to whisper.

"Alas, just leave, I'm only in my twenties, why can't I think about it so much." A young man with glasses shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, how the hell did he die?" Gossip people love to inquire.

"Be quiet, it is said that he committed suicide by holding the photos of the two girls...... "The man with glasses knows everything and says everything."

"How so? I often drink with him, and I haven't heard him say which girl he likes, or both? The gossip had a look of disbelief on his face.

"I can't figure it out, besides, even if it's favoritism, it's just a photo of a girl to show favoritism, but why does he hug two? Could it be that he favors two girls at the same time? The man with glasses was thoughtful.

"It's called fraternity, don't you understand? Well, I tell you, I heard that his death was very innovative. The third gossip couldn't help but lean over to join the conversation.

"Oh? How to be innovative? The other two were intrigued.

"I heard that he was holding a photo of the two girls, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into the sewer with his head upside down, and when he fished it out, his breath was broken, and he still had a smile on his face."

"The infatuated man!" The three of them sighed in unison, in awe.

Not far away, the middle-aged man continued to read the eulogy, and his deep voice echoed in the memorial hall: "...... His life was a glorious life, a life of fighting, and a life of struggle......"

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Hua Dynasty, the capital Jinling, Shang Jia Fang's family.

Fang Zheng woke up from his deep sleep, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he found a pair of dark and clear eyes staring at him.

These eyes were big, round, innocent, staring at him without blinking, and Fang Zheng's scalp was a little numb from being stared at.

"Hey, look at it, don't move, just stay there, be careful to turn my face when you move." Fang Zheng showed his authority to the owner of these eyes.

“……”

"Well, if you go out now, I can consider treating you to a supper in the evening, it's very hearty." Tempting is sometimes the simplest and most practical way to do it.

“……”

"Okay, for the sake of this young master, I am so sick and weak, can I ask your old man to go out? I promise, I'll never pester Midori again, okay? "If the temptation to take advantage is ineffective, it is also a good way to move the emotion.

“……”

"! The tiger is not powerful, you are a sick cat when you are the young master? Get the hell out of here! If you don't believe it or not, Young Master Ben will make you a dish in the pot? Fang Zheng couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.

The owner of the eyes finally felt Fang Zheng's fierce murderous aura, raised his chin arrogantly, glanced at Fang Zheng with disdain, and went out with a high spirit.

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed.

The one who went out just now is simply not human!

In fact, it really isn't human. Its name is Rhubarb, and to be precise, it is a Chinese pastoral dog. To be more specific, it is a burly Chinese pastoral dog with well-developed limbs that has been trained to bite people's necks, and these are not the point.

The point is that the dog doesn't like Fang Zheng very much, and similarly, Fang Zheng doesn't like it very much. What is embarrassing is that Rhubarb's force value is significantly higher than his, so although Fang Zheng is its master, he can't control it, and even more, he has to avoid it. - Rhubarb has no city, it doesn't know how to hide its joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the people it likes, it will wag its tail in front of you and beg for mercy, and do its best to flatter. If it doesn't like someone, it might pounce on you and bite your neck. People like Fang Zheng belong to the latter.

"The merit is high!" Fang Zheng sighed in his heart. What can the Lord of the Meritorious Earthquake do with it? Give it three feet of white silk, and it won't hang itself honestly.

"Young Master, it's time for you to drink the medicine." Xiao Lu held the medicine bowl and handed it to Fang Zheng.

Xiao Lu is Fang Zheng's maid, the kind that is close. To this day, Fang Zheng didn't understand what is the difference between a personal maid and a maid, at first he thought it was the kind of maid who served food and clothing, and then warmed his bed at night, and took the initiative to sleep with him.

Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with this understanding. But it turns out that he was wrong, and Midori doesn't live in the same room with him. She lives in the legendary Tianzi No. 2 room, which is to go upstairs and turn left, right, left, right, and then walk a hundred steps forward......

Fang Zheng finally understood: The farthest distance in the world is not the end of the world, but the personal maid lives in the same mansion, but Fang Zheng can't take advantage of the identity of the young master. - That damn rhubarb keeps watch at the little green door every night.

"Don't drink, ignore me, bother." Fang Zheng looked at Rhubarb wagging his tail flatteringly around Xiao Lu, he was not angry in his heart, this dog didn't have much interest in him, but he was fart-to-fart around Xiao Lu all day long, which made him very annoyed as the owner.

"No, if you don't drink the medicine, the lord and the lady will blame it, and the slave and maid can't afford it." Xiao Lu was very stubborn, staring at Fang Zheng tightly with a pair of smart big eyes, revealing a look of never giving in.

Fang Zheng stared at Xiao Lu impatiently, since he woke up in this inexplicable dynasty, he found that this girl didn't treat him very well, not that Xiao Lu had any rude behavior towards him as a young master, on the contrary, Xiao Lu was very respectful, but under her respectful and obedient appearance, Fang Zheng could feel the disdain and contempt for him in her bones. Not only Xiao Lu, but the people of the entire Fang Mansion have this virtue for him, including the dog named Big Rhubarb.

Xiao Lu is only fifteen years old, but she is slim, and what is even more rare is that she is diligent in her hands and feet, and Fang Zheng's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all taken care of by her. At the age of fifteen, in modern times or under the care of his parents, carefree, carrying a schoolbag to school, Xiao Lu is serving Fang Zheng, the eldest young master, and is well organized.

"Young master, please drink quickly, Xiaoyue just passed the word, and the lord and lady are about to come to see you." Xiao Lu's faint tone, looking like you like to drink or not, and you will bear the consequences.

"I ...... Endure! Fang Zheng glared at Xiao Lu fiercely, gritted his teeth and pinched his nose and poured down the bowl of black medicinal soup, Xiao Lu was satisfied with the medicine bowl and retreated.

"Good men don't fight with women, wait until the young master figure out what's going on, and I can't clean up your little girl!" Fang Zheng stared at the back of the little green and curvaceous, and secretly thought viciously.

Yes, it's been five days since he came to this dynasty, and Fang Zheng still hasn't figured out what the hell is going on. In the past five days, he has been in a state of confusion, as if he feels that he is still having a strange dream, Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, real and unreal, is a philosophical question that is difficult to distinguish, this question Fang Zheng has a headache to think about, and he has a headache for five days.

I don't really understand, do you? Well, let's start at the beginning.

Fang Zheng was originally a college student who had just graduated from a northern city in the 21st century, and graduated from the Department of Chinese. He was an ordinary man, from a working-class family, without prestigious parents, and without hundreds of millions of family assets left to him by his cousins and uncles who had lost children and grandchildren overseas. From childhood to adulthood, he finished elementary school, middle school, and college all the way, talked about two unsuccessful relationships, and stayed at home and was unemployed like all college graduates after graduation, and visited the talent market on weekends, hoping to get good luck picking up a job that was not full of food and starvation.

In this way, Fang Zheng has lived for twenty-two years without being salty or light, and he has not provoked anyone, but there are unforeseen circumstances, on a sunny Sunday afternoon, he held the ** body photo art film of two famous actresses of a certain island country in his hand, and went straight to his home (male compatriots should be able to understand this mood), but he didn't expect him to walk carelessly and fall into the sewer where the manhole cover was stolen, and he lost consciousness after his head hit something hard.

I have to say that modern people are too lacking in social morality, Fang Zheng actually does not discriminate against the profession of thieves in his heart, and Chu Liuxiang in the novel is not also the "thief" praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes. But...... What are you stealing, you have to steal manhole covers? Even if you steal a warning sign that says "There is a hole here, be careful to detour", it would be good if you stole the manhole cover.

The next part is more bloody.

Fang Zheng woke up and found that the scene had completely changed, of course, he would not be so stupid as the protagonist who had just crossed over, thinking that he was still in the hospital, anyway, he had never seen such an antique hospital, with a low bed, a delicate candlestick, a round table made of rosewood, a coffee table painted with gold carvings, and a freehand screen. - What neuropathy would decorate a hospital like this?

Later, Rhubarb ran in and screamed at him, scaring him enough, but his body was soft and couldn't move, and when he was about to open his mouth to call for help, Xiao Lu, dressed in a beautiful ancient costume and combing a small bun, came in......

Immediately afterwards, the entire Fang Mansion was boiling, and the people passed the news that "the young master actually woke up after being in a coma for a month". Suddenly, chickens and dogs jumped up and down the Fang Mansion, and wolves rushed to the pigs. Before Fang Zheng could understand what was going on, a beautiful woman hurriedly entered the house, without saying a word, hugged Fang Zheng and cried vigorously, crying so sadly.

Before the woman had finished crying, a man of about forty or fifty years of age walked in quickly, and everyone got up and called him sir. The old man looked excited, grabbed Fang Zheng's shoulder, touched his face again, and moved his head to look at it vigorously, observing it as meticulously as a drug lord's ****, but he didn't cut a small piece of the meat on his face to taste. The old man looked at it carefully for a long time, and muttered in his mouth: "God bless my family, God bless my family......"

At that time, Fang Zheng was also frightened, do you think, in a completely unfamiliar environment, surrounded by a group of completely strange ancient people, and an old man appeared out of nowhere, holding his head and chattering, if it were you, would you be afraid?

Rao is Fang Zheng has a cheerful temperament and is easy to adapt to the environment, but he was also frightened by the scene in front of him, and he was afraid to say a word.

After a long pause, looking at the old man and his wife who were surprised and chanting Buddha in a loud voice, and the people who were busy shuttling in front of him, Fang Zheng finally thought of a word - crossing.

"Crossing" is a very popular word, from a scientific point of view, the crossing is probably because of the earth's magnetic field fluctuations or binary subspace anomalies and other messy reasons, in short, it is very complicated, and it is not possible to justify it in a big circle.

It's much simpler to explain it from a superstitious point of view. God has arranged it, the so-called "heaven will descend on the people, and they must be crossed first", look, what a reasonable explanation. Why did God choose him? It's also very simple, his character explodes, a fairy has to hit a mortal when he farts, right? He was the lucky one who was hit. Well, that's really gratifying.

Fang Zheng thought a lot about reasonable or unreasonable explanations, but he still couldn't accept the fact of "crossing". So in the past few days of "recuperation", his brain has been in a state of "emptying", what is "emptying"? If one day you buy a lottery ticket and win 5 million, you will probably be able to experience this state.