If crossing is a very complicated thing and a mysterious thing, then Wang Xingxin tells you that crossing is too simple. It's so simple that when you wake up, you find yourself in a strange time and space......

When Wang Xingxin opened his eyes in a trance, he found himself lying in a dry well. At first, he thought he had been kidnapped, but when he struggled to climb up and walked for more than an hour to a small village, after experiencing a wonderful half a day, he sadly found that he had crossed over, and had traveled to the Tang Dynasty for three years. Fortunately, the folk customs are relatively simple, and fortunately, the war has ended, and fortunately it is the beginning of a prosperous era, not the beginning of a troubled era. Fortunately, I am still in the state of thirty years old, fortunately, my appearance has not changed, I have not borrowed the corpse to return my soul, fortunately, I like to sleep naked when I sleep, and I am not wearing modern clothes, but my hair is a little short, and my skin is relatively delicate......

But all this is okay, but Wang Xingxin wants to cry without tears. Because he wore it too suddenly, he was so suddenly unarmed that he crossed it. And there is absolutely no goldfinger attached, and what is even more tragic is that he almost does nothing, is not a genius in mathematics, physics and chemistry and is not a graduate of the Department of History and Literature. There are very few memories of the Zhenguan period, and almost no knowledge about the Tang Dynasty.

In this way, Wang Xingxin came to the Tang Zhenguan for three years.

This is how the story begins to drop

This is a quiet small village, and it is indeed small to say that the small village is really small, so small that there are as many as 5 families in this small village. These five families are obviously good families, if it weren't for the good, then Wang Xingxin would have been killed a long time ago, wandering around the village defenseless, and there were still a few women in the village. The good five families did not blame Wang Xingxin for his indecent hooliganism. Just looked curiously at the short-haired strange man who was trembling in the autumn wind, as if there was something good in Wang Xingxin's white and tender body. To put it bluntly, it's like a man who has been hungry for three days looking at a pile of fat and thin pork belly. In the meantime, a few children touched Wang Xingxin's white and tender thighs with their little black hands. This situation made Wang Xingxin's knees soften unnaturally, oh, it should have been kneeling.

"Uncles, don't eat me, don't eat me, I'm just an unlucky monk, I was stripped naked by robbers and thrown into a dry well 5 miles away in the southeast, please don't eat me....." The haircut on the scalp just made Wang Xingxin make up the identity of a vulgar monk for himself. It's more logical, if these villagers know what logic.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this Lang Jun, there are no villains in our Yuanlou Village, we are just a little curious about you. Don't be afraid, get up quickly and go to the house with the old man, and let me get a shirt to cover you first. A kind old man helped Wang Xingxin up, Wang Xingxin shrank his head obscenely and trembled and the old man went to the house, of course, his white and tender ass was followed by several male villagers with unknown smiles. It had to be a man, and the women had already covered their mouths and couldn't help laughing and went home separately. It may be that the smiles of the male villagers who followed behind were indeed a little unclear, or it could be that the autumn wind was a little cold. This made Wang Xingxin feel that his chrysanthemum was a little cold, a little faintly stinging, a little tight, so tight that he didn't dare to take a step when he stepped up his butt and walked, and walked into the house of a kind-hearted old man with dance steps that were almost zombies.

The room was a little dim, Wang Xingxin quickly looked at this room, the furnishings of this room were so simple that it was almost the same as Wang Xingxin's crossing, one side was broken, one seemed to be a stove and earthen table, three small stools, and then ...... No more, that's all. I forgot to look at it again, and there was another house, I don't know what to do, maybe it was the bedroom of an old man. After walking in the door, Wang Xingxin squatted in the dim corner of the wall with his arms crossed. The old man walked quickly into the inner room, and when he came back, he had two more shirts, a pair of pants, and a coat.

Wang Xingxin took the clothes, felt the old man deeply, and put them on quickly. It's so fast that you can't even care about the strange sour smell on your clothes. As if the black sour clothes were an international brand, he gently stroked his ass and found that it was really not naked. Then he exhaled and released the clamped chrysanthemum. This relaxation couldn't help but make him feel a little......

The old man looked at Wang Xingxin, who was wearing clothes, and asked, "Where is Lang Jun?" ”

Wang Xingxin thought about it and his accent did not change, listening to the old man's accent to be the Xi'an generation, fortunately, Wang Xingxin stayed in a private university in Xi'an for four years because he was not admitted to the college entrance examination, so he could hear that it was Xi'an dialect. Wang Xingxin is a native of Jining, Shandong, and he has heard that Jining called Renzhou in ancient times. So Wang Xingxin replied: "Uncle, I am a native of Renzhou, Shandong, I came to Chang'an to escape the war a few years ago, and I became a monk without eating, and now I am still vulgar." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a native of Renzhou, Shandong, why did you meet a robber. Ay! Do you want to go back to your hometown in Renzhou or settle here? ”

Hearing that he could settle down here, Wang Xingxin's eyes lit up, once the biggest household registration problem was solved, he would have the basic basis to survive in this strange era. When Wang Xingxin agreed without hesitation, he didn't notice that the kind-hearted old man revealed a sly smile. When the old man saw that Wang Xingxin decided to settle down in his small Yuanlou Village, he said to Wang Xingxin with a smile: "The old man is the head of the village, and when the old man takes you to Lizheng tomorrow to settle down the household registration, you will be the sixth villager of Yuanlou Village, dare to ask what Lang Jun is called?" ”

"Huiyu Village is the right adult, and the villain's name is Wang Xingxin." As soon as Wang Xingxin heard that the kind-hearted old man was a village official, and he was not an official, he returned to the Tao in a crepe manner.

"You live in the old man's house for the time being, and it is okay to leave your household registration and comfort you and then share a house with you?"

"Okay, what does Lord Muramasa say, how good, but can you tell the villain where our village is ruled now, and it is far from Chang'an?"

"Our village is under the rule of Lantian County, not far from Chang'an, and it will be there in one day."

When Wang Xingxin briefly understood the regional environment he was in now, he knocked on the side and heard that it was now the third year of the Tang Zhenguan. I can't help but be happy, as long as I leave my household registration and divide the land, as long as I am diligent, at least I won't starve to death, and maybe I can be a small landlord or something. Thinking of this, Wang Xingxin couldn't help but be a little excited, it seems that crossing with a bare butt is not a bad thing, at least he didn't carry any items that made his identity suspicious. At least he is innocent now, yes, he is innocent, a good family from a naked stripe......