During the rainy season, the fishing villages near the edge of Taihu Lake were affected by heavy rains and muddy rivers, and houses collapsed, and people moved to higher places for refuge.

It's dusk, the bonfire is rising, several men with ** bodies are in a circle, they are busy, this ghost weather, the luggage is wet, the clothes are wet, the body is wet, even in the lungs, I feel a dampness, there is a musty smell, which makes people very uncomfortable.

The flint struck half a sound, and the fire was made, but the firewood was also wet, and finally the velvet was lit, and the flame was thin, and the wind seemed to die at any time.

Finally there was a fire, with a thick smoke that made people cough. But finally there was something to keep out the cold, and as the flames grew bigger and bigger, the men all felt warm.

"Send him this firewood." A middle-aged man in his twenties said.

A teenager who looked to be about fifteen years old frowned and said, "Send firewood to that bastard?" We are not enough! I don't send it! As he spoke, he twisted his head and looked stubborn.

The man in his twenties sighed and said, "Alas, although I can't get used to him. But the man's money takes away the calamity. Before he died, the man gave me so many taels of silver, and I had to take good care of him and wait for someone else to pick him up. What's more, he is now unconscious, and saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, which is a blessing. ”

The young man snorted coldly, then looked at the wooden stick in Mr.'s hand, finally sighed, took the burning firewood, walked more than a dozen steps, and stopped outside a tent, his tone was very unhappy: "Second sister, is he awake?" ”

A voice came from inside the tent, "Is it the third brother?" Come on in. After a pause, he added, "He hasn't woken up yet." ”

The young man answered, and walked in, and inside the tent, the mattress was spread on the plank, and a man was lying on it, his face was blue, his lips were purple, and he was motionless. If it's not a heart beating, it's a dead man.

"Alas, this rainstorm came too suddenly." The woman who was replaced as the second sister is named Zhang Qili, who is sixteen years old, has a somewhat dark complexion, and is the second in the family. The man in his twenties is her eldest brother, named Zhang Qinian, and Zhang Qili is the second. This young man is the third brother, he looks fifteen or sixteen years old, but in fact he is only thirteen years old, and he has not yet given a proper name, only a nickname called Ergouzi, and the peasants are superstitious, saying that the cheap name is easy to raise. As for Zhang Qili's parents, they died of illness a few years ago, and the sisters and brothers all grew up with the help of their eldest brother Zhang Qinian.

Ergouzi put down the stove, secretly glanced at the lying man, and secretly added a few pieces of wood with moisture, and suddenly inside and outside the tent, thick smoke billowed out, choking Zhang Qili pulled his throat and shouted: "Ergouzi, you muddy ball, are you going to choke the old lady to death?" ”

The second dog stood up and wanted to escape, but he was grabbed by the ear and couldn't break free, so he had to say: "Second sister, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?" ”

"If you don't take out the stove if you're wrong, you're going to choke Mr. Yang to death?" Zhang Qili said, letting go of his hand.

At this time, neither of them noticed that Mr. Yang, who was lying on the wooden board, moved his fingers.

Ergouzi muttered and took out the stove, in his mind, this man, although he knew a few words, but he spent all his time drinking, and his family was almost defeated. And he always speaks flatteringly, making the second sister laugh, it's really bad, where can he be called a gentleman?

The second dog slandered his belly for a while, grinding and grinding, thinking that he would kill you coldly! It was a full half hour before the stove was brought in. With the fire, the tent warmed up. The second dog probed his brain behind Zhang Qiqi and said, "Second sister, why do you say he hasn't woken up yet, is he dead?" In his heart, he wished that the surname Yang was dead, so as not to mistake the innocence of the second sister.

Zhang Qili sighed slightly, she couldn't see it.

Zhang Qili's ancestor is a doctor, although men and women are not close to each other, but after the decline of the royal family in the previous dynasty, the world's feudal towns stand side by side, and the teeth will be unruly, today is not me to kill you, tomorrow you will kill me. The world has been in chaos for a long time, and the defense of men and women is not a flood beast, how can there be such a thing worth scrutinizing.

Mr. Yang's name is Yang Lian, it is said that his ancestral home is Guanzhong, and the war in Guanzhong is chaotic, so he fled to the south, and he didn't want to be robbed on the road, all the money was robbed, and he was also slashed on the forehead. Although the scar is healed now, it still looks very terrifying.

In Zhang Qili's heart, Yang Lian is a strange person, he will get drunk from time to time, muttering in his mouth, and he doesn't know what to scold on the street; will also wander around the village, telling heart-pounding jokes with big girls and little daughters-in-law, but he has never had skin to skin with any woman; Occasionally, he stood in the courtyard of his home, reading aloud poems that he didn't understand, looking like he was very knowledgeable.

Of course, what attracts Zhang Qili the most is Yang Lian's kindness, although his actions are formless and unpredictable, but when the villagers need help, he always spends a lot of money. She knows that an old slave in Yang Lian's family, the same mysterious old slave, has persuaded Yang Lian more than once, but Yang Lian still goes his own way, and the villagers always take out money to solve people's worries when they are in difficulty.

After many battles of righteousness and squandering money, coupled with Yang Lian's love of gambling and drinking, and not doing his job, he finally had no money. Two months ago, the mysterious old slave died of illness, and before he died, he entrusted Zhang Qinian's family to take care of Yang Lian for three months, and within three months, someone would come to pick up Yang Lian.

Before the old slave died, he secretly gave Zhang Qinian ten taels of silver, so Zhang Qinian's family would take Yang Lian with them in this escape. I have to say that the old slave's vision is very vicious, and although Zhang Qinian is greedy for money, he is very trustworthy. On the way to escape, Zhang Qinian always took Yang Lian with him and never gave up.

Hearing Ergouzi ask, Zhang Qili shook her head, how did she know, so she had to let Ergouzi go out to see if the food was ready. The food is very simple, close to Taihu Lake, there is naturally no shortage of fish, so use sun-dried fish, boil it with broken rice, sprinkle it with coarse salt, and this meal will be settled.

Zhang Qiqi burned the fire vigorously, the humidity gradually subsided, brought a basin of water, put it on the stove and boiled, and in less than a meal, the water was hot. Zhang Qili took a handkerchief, put it in warm water and rubbed it clean, wrung it out again, and wiped Yang Lian's face and palms.

Yang Lian was very hot, his face was covered with sweat, he had just wiped it off, and it had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Zhang Qili stretched out his hand and touched it, and Yang Lian's forehead was a little hot.

"It turned out to be a fever." Zhang Qili hurriedly put down the handkerchief, picked up the medicine box on the side, took the medicine, took the water, and fed Yang Lian to eat.

If you have a fever, you should cover it tightly, and your clothes should be looser. Zhang Qili looked outside, and the second dog didn't know when he would come back. Zhang Qili hesitated for a moment, stepped forward with a red face, and untied Yang Lian's wide clothes so that he would not be hot.

Yang Lian was dressed in a Confucian shirt with a long belt around his waist, Xu was walking in a hurry, tightened, and became very difficult to solve, Zhang Qili untied it for a long time, but never untied it. Looking left and right at no one, I had to step forward, knelt on Yang Lian's waist, lowered my head, and pinched the belt with both hands to see if there was a knot, so I couldn't untie it?

Yang Lian, who was lying on the soft couch, felt that he was unlucky, it was obviously a sunny day, but suddenly it rained, or torrential rain, the wind blew, and the whirring pain caught him off guard, and the whole person was poured into a soup chicken.

In a hurry, Yang Lian stepped on the air, fell into the pit, and passed out. How long has it been now? Yang Lian unconsciously raised his head, but found a strangely dressed person kneeling in his crotch, stirring something, which surprised him.

"Holy shit, damn faggot, get out of here!" Yang Lian shouted, but it was like a bell.

Zhang Qili was startled, screamed, threw away his belt, looked at Yang Lian with a panicked expression, and when he saw him awake, he said in surprise: "Ah, you, are you awake?" ”

Yang Lian took a closer look and was stunned, the person in front of him was a woman with a beautiful face, although her skin was dark, she was also a beautiful embryo. It's just that the dress on his body looks very strange.

The girl was dressed in a skirt, with a wooden hairpin on her head, her black and bright hair coiled together, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, and there was almost no powder on her whole face, and occasionally there were one or two pimples, which added youthful charm to the girl.

"Who are you? Did you save me? Yang Lian asked. He fell into the pit and fell unconscious, but it was strange to him that he was inside a tent. Of course, what makes him even more strange is the girl's clothes, is it COS? But it doesn't look very professional, the clothes are so old and patched. What COS does you have no money to play? Wouldn't it be nice to be professional!

Zhang Qiqi's big black eyes flashed a few times, and he cautiously stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Yang, aren't you burned out of your brain?" ”

The girl's cold hand touched Yang Lian's forehead, it was still very hot, did it really burn out her brain?

"Second sister!" The second dog ran over, just now he heard the second sister's scream, and as soon as he entered the tent, he saw Yang Lian stretching out his hand and grabbing the second sister's hand, and the belt was actually loosened. Seeing the second sister's panicked look, the second dog suddenly became angry, rushed up, and punched Yang Lian on the back of the head.

"Bang!" Yang Lian fell to the ground softly.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Qili pushed the two dogs away and stepped forward to help Yang Lian, only to find that he was knocked unconscious.

"Don't move Mr. Yang up yet!" Zhang Qili gritted his teeth and glared at the second dog fiercely.

The two hurriedly moved Yang Lian onto the soft couch, Zhang Qili was sweating profusely, stretched out his hand to wipe his pretty face, looked at his younger brother angrily, and said, "If there is anything to do with Mr. Yang, I am not done with you." ”

Ergouzi looked depressed, pursed his lips, turned around and walked out angrily.

Yang Lian was knocked unconscious, seemingly calm, but countless fragments swarmed in his mind, which was the memory of the original body, which appeared in Yang Lian's mind, so clear. Memories occupied Yang Lian's mind, and he almost thought that he was this person.

However, he clearly has the memories of later generations, but he knows very well that he is not the owner of his body. It turned out that the soul snatching was real, and he actually traveled through thousands of years and became a person with the same name and surname as him thousands of years ago.

The head hurt, not only because he was knocked out by that punch, but also because of the memories that swarmed, which shocked Yang Lian, it turned out that this seemingly ordinary gentleman had such a special identity and a very complicated background, which made Yang Lian a little at a loss for a while.