When night fell, the grass hut was once again shrouded in endless darkness, and the streets were empty, and the whole street was once again silent at night.

Zhao Zheng turned his head and carefully observed Zhao Ji for a while, and only after making sure that she was asleep did he carefully remove her arm from his body, and after getting up and getting off the kang, he tiptoed towards the stove. He took the bronze kitchen knife on the stove in his hand, and then sneakily moved towards the windshield again.

Although the five fingers in the house are not visible, because the structure of the house is extremely simple, although it is discredited, it does not cause any inconvenience to Zhao Zheng.

If it was placed before, Zhao Zheng would definitely use means to stun Zhao Ji again, but because he determined that Zhao Ji was his mother in this world, he couldn't do it. Zhao Zheng didn't actually think about going far, he was completely sure to rush back to the house before Zhao Ji woke up.

Because Zhao Zheng had seen how the big dog and the second dog opened the windshield before, although he was very unfamiliar with this extremely old window, he still carefully held it up after all. Then a sharp forward roll, Zhao Zheng jumped out.

Turning around and lowering the windshield gently, Zhao Zheng subconsciously squatted in place, observing the surroundings with extreme vigilance. Seeing that there was nothing abnormal nearby, Zhao Zheng grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and slowly released his hand, and slowly walked upwind after identifying the direction where the dust was falling with the wind.

After all, the spring night was windy, and the rugged dirt road was dusty with a cool night breeze, and the whole street looked foggy, which was extremely beneficial to Zhao Zheng.

At this time, the streets and alleys were empty, and even the dogs in the depths of the alleys yawned and fell asleep. Low, dilapidated adobe huts sit jaggedly on both sides of the street, and every now and then a gust of wind carries small pebbles, cracking the windshields of each house.

The further he went, the stronger the sense of loss in Zhao Zheng's heart became. Although Zhao Zheng has basically accepted the fact that he has traveled to ancient times, it is inevitably a little cruel to a person who has received modern higher education. Frankly speaking, Zhao Zhengdu felt that his values were about to be subverted by the situation in front of him. At this time, Zhao Zheng would rather believe that this is just a dream, a long, magical, and real dream that he had before he was dying in the ancient tomb.

Just as Zhao Zheng was thinking slowly forward, there was suddenly an intermittent gasp from behind him. Zhao Zheng, who was already in a tense state all over his body, didn't say a word, and suddenly waved the bronze kitchen knife and turned around to slash. However, after a knife came down, except for the slight sound of the kitchen knife, Zhao Zheng didn't even touch a hair.

"Huh?"

Zhao Zheng slowly squatted down, looked around vigilantly, and said secretly in his heart: "Damn, the wheezing sound is indeed very close to him, why is there no movement all of a sudden, is it because he is hallucinating?" ”

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

"Holy! What the hell is this life, where the hell did this sound come from! ”

When an extremely clear gasp sound came into his ears again, Zhao Zheng, who was afraid of causing trouble, immediately dodged and hid in a dark corner.

"Huhu...... Whew...... Whew......"

"Why is it getting louder? Still...... It's still a man's! Zhao Zheng squatted against the wall and couldn't help but be shocked.

At this time, Zhao Zheng was most worried that he had been secretly targeted by others, after all, "the open sword is easy to dodge, but the hidden arrow is difficult to prevent", not to mention that it is still a big night.

The voice...... Hiss...... It seems to be from ......" Zhao Zheng suddenly turned his head to look at the wall behind him, and then put his ear on the earthen wall.

After putting his ear against the wall, Zhao Zheng's originally solemn face instantly turned red.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

A violent sound of flesh collision, accompanied by the man's hearty panting and the woman's moaning, unreservedly drilled into Zhao Zheng's ears. This kind of familiar and unfamiliar voice made Zhao Zheng lose his mind for a while, and his heart involuntarily "banged".

At this time, Zhao Zheng seemed to be slightly restless, and his heart was full of the urge to stick to the wall and eavesdrop again.

"Not good!"

Knowing that evil thoughts began to arise in his heart, Zhao Zheng immediately bit the tip of his tongue. The intense pain made him sober up in an instant.

Zhao Zheng, who had red ears and a thick neck, scolded secretly while withdrawing his ears from the earthen wall: "I'll ...... Scared Lao Tzu! ”

After figuring out what was going on with the wheezing sound, and knowing that this place was not suitable for a long time, Zhao Zheng continued to walk along the original planned route.

The spring breeze of the night, like a clear spring, cleaned up the distractions in Zhao Zheng's heart. It didn't take long for Zhao Zheng to walk to the crossroads of the streets. Holding the corner of the wall, Zhao Zheng squatted on the ground and carefully observed the remaining three directions.

Zhao Zheng curled up at the south intersection at this time, and when he saw a tall plane tree not far to the east, he couldn't wait to run towards the big tree. Because Zhao Zheng didn't wear shoes when he came out, and it was a dirt road, although the running movement was very large, it didn't cause a big noise.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zheng came to the bottom of the big tree. Looking at the big tree that was big enough for three adults to embrace, Zhao Zheng spit two mouthfuls of saliva on his hands and then climbed up. Although the tree is very large, Zhao Zheng is from a special forces, so dealing with this tree is really "Zhang Fei eats bean sprouts, a piece of cake".

Standing in the treetops and looking from afar, I saw that it was pitch black all around, and I could hardly see the distant scenery clearly. Only the relatively tall buildings in the distance could be faintly seen in the faint moonlight. Looking into the distance, you can only see a circle of black behemoths encompassing everything around you, and if you look closely, it turns out to be a majestic city wall.

"I'm cao!"

Looking at the nearest section of the city wall, Zhao Zheng, who was standing on the treetops, was stunned. Thinking back to the experience of the day, at this moment, all the mysteries in Zhao Zheng's heart were solved in an instant.

Although some cities in contemporary China still retain their walled buildings, such as the old Yongnian City in Xi'an and Handan, these walls have all been modernized and repaired. However, the city wall in front of Zhao Zheng was full of holes and devastation, and at a glance, he knew that he had experienced the baptism of the Great War. What's more, at this time, the city wall was crowded with people, torches were rising, and the big banner of "Zhao" was waving in the wind.

"Damn, it can't be, absolutely impossible!"

Staying in the house during the day, perhaps because of the freshness, Zhao Zheng did not feel that there was anything wrong with traveling through the ancient two worlds, and even comforted himself with the allusion of "Huangliang Dream". But now, Zhao Zheng's heart has already flown back to the earth two thousand years later.

"No, this is not my home! Lao Tzu would rather die in the ancient tomb than stay here for even a second! ”

The feeling of homesickness came unusually suddenly and unreasonably, and Zhao Zheng didn't know why his mentality was so different at this time. However, these Zhao Zheng no longer have any mind, at this time, he is bent on returning to the future, back to the world that should belong to him.

"Our army will definitely win this war, the location of the tomb must have been received, and the T group must have saved itself from the tomb. Lao Tzu must be dreaming now...... Dreams are uncountable and cannot be taken seriously! Zhao Zheng seemed to have lost his mind, and he held on to the trunk of the tree weakly and whispered uncontrollably.

For some reason, a strange logic suddenly flashed in Zhao Zheng's mind, that is, when a person was dying, his soul had already traveled to other parallel worlds, and if the person concerned accepted another world, then he would really die in the previous world.

"Lao Tzu is not dead, Lao Tzu is still alive......"

Because of his emotional excitement, Zhao Zheng trembled while chattering non-stop. I don't know what stimulated his nerves, Zhao Zheng suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it into the trunk of the tree beside him.

Because Zhao Zheng was born in the special forces, his fist has long been full of calluses in the army, although he looks like a child on the surface at this time, but his ability has not degraded in any way, so although this punch smashed on the tree without reservation, but Zhao Zheng's hand is not abnormal, but the place where it was smashed, the bark has burst open. Tearing off the bark little by little, Zhao Zheng has realized that he may not really be able to go back. Suddenly, Zhao Zheng's tears quietly dripped to the ground, dripping on the land of another world......

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