Although the voice was a little hoarse, it was vigorous and powerful, and it was clearly from the mouth of an old man who was in good spirits. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This backward hug is really uncomfortable for Lu Xiaoyu, as a straight man, it is really awkward to be held by a man, especially an old man. However, his legs were weak, and he really didn't have the strength to stand firm.

He laughed awkwardly twice, slowly turned his head, and showed a cute expression, looking at the old man who was constantly winking at him.

"Uncle, do we know each other? And I'm not the Lu Xiaoyu you said, my name is Lu Xiaoyu. It's Lu not Lu, what kind of marinated small fish, marinated big fish. ”

"What's the matter with you, Xiaoyu? In the morning, I inexplicably stood on an iron plate and flew away, and I didn't come back until now, so you're worried about me. That's good, but when I came back, I started talking nonsense again. And who do you call uncle? I'm your Uncle Yang! As he spoke, a group of people had gathered around him.

Everyone came up with concern and asked where "Lu Xiaoyu" had just gone. Lu Xiaoyu was completely dizzy, where is this? Everyone seems to know me, but what is Lu Xiaoyu's name? I must have been amused by the flying head, all this was an illusion, shook my head vigorously, and when I saw the river next to me, I struggled to jump into the river, calm down.

It frightened the men and women who surrounded him. One of the guys said: "I think Brother Xiao Yu has just been captured by the ghosts outside and possessed him, if it goes on like this, Brother Xiaoyu's life will not be guaranteed!" ”

"Don't worry, my mother said that this possessed person only needs to use chopsticks to pinch his fingers and pinch out the dirty blood." Saying that, a few guys had already taken a few chopsticks from their own homes and directly clamped them on Lu Xiaoyu's knuckles.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, help, director, where's the director? Hurry up and shout the card! Someone's killed! Lu Xiaoyu shouted like a pig. But everyone saw that he was still talking nonsense, and the strength of the fingers increased.

"Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, endure the pain, and when you pinch out the dirty blood between your fingers, you will be saved. The monster is not going to come out of the little fish soon. Uncle Yang encouraged Lu Xiaoyu on the side. The hand unconsciously stepped forward to add force to the chopsticks holding the fingers.

"What? Clip...... Pinch bleeding. Don't, I'm bleeding. I'm Lu Xiaoyu, I'm Lu Xiaoyu, I just made a little joke with everyone, don't take it seriously, ah, blood ......" I saw that Lu Xiaoyu's ten fingers had been pinched out of blood, and he fainted immediately when he saw the blood.

When I woke up again, I was already lying on an ancient wooden bed, my back was hurting, and my fingers were still hurting. These guys are ruthless enough, I have no grudges with them in my past life, no enmity in this life, and my attack is really black. I'm Lu Xiaoyu, look at how handsome this looks like. Yes...... This is the man in costume. At this time, Lu Xiaoyu sat in front of a bronze mirror, stunned by his appearance. The person in front of the mirror, with black and vertical hair, oblique and straight sword eyebrows, faint brown eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, and a slender and tall figure but not rough. What a beautiful man......

What the hell is going on, Lu Xiaoyu pinched his face hard, it hurts! It's not a dream, I've become the man in costume now. Look at the quaint style of this room and look around to see if there are any cameras. The body is paralyzed, and I really crossed this time, and I still use someone else's body! It seems that some of Lu Xiaoyu's abilities are clearly retained, the language can come when he opens his mouth, and the calligraphy is also easy to come by. Coupled with this good skin, Lu Xiaoyu was quite satisfied. Since he couldn't change the reality for a while, Lu Xiaoyu simply enjoyed the feeling of being a beautiful man Lu Xiaoyu. It's just that he still can't figure out what happened between the collision in the morning and the man in costume.

And, strangely, there are a lot of beautiful wood crafts in this room, as well as a lot of carpenter's tools. The iron plate that carried him was also impressively there, and unlike wood, it seemed to be made of some kind of alloy, revealing a cold light. It seems that this Lu Xiaoyu is not only a carpenter, but also has a hidden special identity. I can't see that the iron plate has any reputation, and no matter how you fiddle with it, it's not flying. I still don't care about it so much, the more I think about it, the more my head hurts, so I just walk around and get to know the situation around me. If you understand the historical background of the dynasty now, maybe the knowledge you have learned can come in handy.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoyu showed the first cheap smile since he came here, hey, hey, a Jiagedaqi porcelain emperor Lu Xiaoyu fell, and an ancient prophet Lu Xiaoyu stood up. With the advantages of liberal arts students and the three good students of the school, Lu Xiaoyu believes that his knowledge of history is still excellent. It should be no problem to grasp the general trend of the times.

"What, we have been in this cave since my ancestor Gongwanahui, and you don't know what dynasty it is." Lu Xiaoyu found Lao Uncle Yang, and pretended that his memory was a little disordered now and wanted him to help him recall his life experience, but the answer he got was that he was a descendant of the public loss class, no wonder there were so many carpenter utensils at home. Since the villagers followed their ancestors to take refuge here at the beginning of the Warring States period, because the outside of the village was full of peach trees planted by unknown ancestors, the village was named Taoyuan Village. And I don't know the historical changes outside, and the confidence that Lu Xiaoyu just found is gone.

"However, in terms of time, it has been five or six hundred years since I first entered here." Uncle Yang stroked his beard and looked at Lu Xiaoyu cordially.

There is a door, five or six hundred years, if I remember correctly, this is a great era when China has emerged in world history, the Han Dynasty is the world, and even the Huns are afraid of three points. Fortunately, it came early, if it was two hundred years late, in time for the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the heroes were strife, and before I established the hegemony of the Three Kingdoms, maybe I would have died in the war. However, what is going on with the people I saw at noon and the soldiers, the people look like the Central Plains, but these soldiers are neither dressed in the Han Dynasty nor like the Huns, is history changing?

"Little fish, then again, why did you fly out in the morning while standing on an iron plate, what the hell is going on. You know, since your father and mother died of illness, I was entrusted by them to take care of you, although I have no flesh and blood relationship with you, but for more than ten years, I have treated you as my own grandson, if you leave me like this, I am alone, and I have no thoughts of living. Saying that, Uncle Yang wiped his tears. Lu Xiaoyu clenched Uncle Yang's hand and couldn't speak for a long time.

It turned out that Lu Xiaoyu's parents died since he was a child, compared to Lu Xiaoyu's modern life, he also felt the strong love of his parents and the coquettishness of his sister, and Lu Xiaoyu could only rely on Uncle Yang for his life, no wonder Uncle Yang was extraordinarily close when he hugged him just now. Looking at Old Uncle Yang's wrinkled face, I remembered sitting on my grandfather's shoulder when I was a child, buying delicious food for myself, and couldn't help but leave several "maps" on my grandfather's back.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoyu secretly swore that he did not repay his parents' kindness when he was Lu Xiaoyu, and in this era, he would take care of Uncle Yang, who was over half a hundred years old, on behalf of Lu Xiaoyu, and he would be called Lu Xiaoyu in the future.

In the middle of the night, Lu Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, a cool breeze blew in the window, and the cicadas could be heard in his ears. I couldn't sleep over and over, fanning the fan with one hand, thinking that there were too many things I had experienced this day, I had no choice before, and now in the face of a new life, I must live in the present, strive to create a career, and enjoy happiness with Uncle Yang. Thinking about inventing and creating for the benefit of the people, he wants to write articles that will be passed down through the ages, or he will be in the court to fight the Confucianism. No matter how bad it is, it is very good to engage in military expansion and territorial expansion.

Lu Xiaoyu thought beautifully, flowing, and fell asleep......

"Where am I? How is it so dark? Why is there no consciousness all over the body, anyone? Is there a God? Yes...... Are there ghosts? A voice sounded out of the void, but there was dead silence around them.