It was dark, and the neon lights on the street glowed like a dream, but all this had little to do with Yun Mo, he was just a passing visitor in the city.

How many nights have I walked alone through this cold long street, watching my lonely shadow stretch forward with the road.

On the few sycamore leaves, a few drops of cold dew occasionally dropped, Yun Mo asked himself, "Is that my own tears flying?" ”

His heart began to hurt again, and Yun Mo felt pain when he thought of the current housing prices. To buy a snail house, you need a college student from Yunmo, a mountain village, who has worked in Shanghai for more than 200 years.

As for his girlfriend, don't mention it, even if Yun Mo is good-looking, with his dead salary of more than 3,000 yuan per month, after paying the rent, he can only eat instant noodles every month, in this case, it would be strange if he had a girlfriend.

"I sleep later than a dog every day and eat worse than a pig, I really can't survive!"

Yun Mo could only sigh silently, thinking about his parents and sister in his hometown, he had to live if he couldn't live! It's a big deal to go back to the countryside and farm, and treat yourself as if you have studied in vain for four years.

Just by virtue of which ancient Chinese major Yun Mo reads, it is already very good for him to find a job as a courier brother in Shanghai, and this is still for the sake of his strength.

Yun Mo stretched out his hand and touched the peach wood plate hanging around his neck, and it read: "Guanzhong Yun Shi Mo", this peach wood card is the identity nameplate of his Yun clan for thousands of years.

"What a shame on my ancestors!"

Yun Mo's ancestor Yun Ye, at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, was also a powerful general, but since the death of the Tang Dynasty, the Guanzhong Yun clan has not produced any decent talents, so that the Guanzhong Yun clan can only become a group of peasants facing the loess with their backs to the sky.

In other people's gossip, it was the Yun family's ancestor Yun Ye who was too amazing and absorbed all the wisdom of the Yun family's descendants into his own body, so they closed the Yun family since Yun Ye, and they did their best.

Not to mention the right and wrong gossip of others, in the past few decades in the Yun family, only Yun Mo has stumbled into college alone, and the others have a mallet with a headache when they read.

At this moment, Yun Mo saw a funny scene not far away, an old man dressed as a Taoist priest, blocking a passing young man and asking:

"Donor, can I take you to cross? All you need is to follow the poor path. ”

The young man who was blocked was confused at first, but he quickly reacted, only to see the young man fly up and kick Lao Dao to the ground:

"Fuck off, you lame liar."

"No, poor people are not liars."

"Phew......"

The young man walked away, leaving only the lonely figure of the old Taoist priest standing alone on the cold long street, Yun Mo suddenly sympathized with this "fake" old Taoist, and he hurriedly ran forward to help the old Taoist up:

"Old man, it's late at night, go home quickly! Traveling through that is something that only happens in novels and TV, and it can't happen in the real world, so don't fool people here. ”

"Poor people are at home."

Yun Mo was really speechless, but he had a kind heart and didn't want this old man to sleep on the streets.

"Hey...... Old man, why don't you go to my burrow for one night, how about it? ”

"Very good...... The donor is kind-hearted, and the poor way will give you the blessings of three lives and three lives, can you? ”

Yun Mo helped Lao Dao and slowly walked to his rental house:

"Old Dao, you're talking."

"Monks don't speak...... Tomorrow is the day of the alignment of the seven stars, and the poor road can summon the space-time tunnel at that time. ”

This old man is dressed in tatters, but he has a childish face, a serious face, and a clear look. All right! Then believe it, anyway, the way home is still long, so it's better to talk while walking.

Yun Mo asked teasingly: "Old Dao, since you let me travel to enjoy the blessings of the Three Lives and Three Worlds, then what do I need to prepare?" After all, you have to bring a few clothes with you when you go on a trip. ”

"You can only bring about ten kilograms of something, otherwise you will fail to cross."

Yun Mo smiled after hearing this, and thought to himself: What do you need to bring if you cross by yourself? After all, there is a weight limit of ten kilograms.

To go to ancient times, you have to take the imperial examination, you have to learn ancient literature, your own cultivation in this area is good, one yuan mobile phone to download Baidu Encyclopedia library, even if you don't understand something, at any time to query the mobile phone Baidu on the line.

I am a college student from a mountain village, even if I can't take the imperial examination, farming is a good choice, and it is very good to bring a few kilograms of hybrid seeds to cross.

If you buy hunting tools online, you must bring them, a modern crossbow, and a Tang knife. This thing is a controlled item, but it can be used in mountain villages, where wild boars often come out to plague crops.

Just when Yun Mo was thinking about what he needed to bring if he crossed, Lao Dao continued to ask:

"The donor really plans to cross."

This old way has a bag in the braincase, and it is a novel or a TV series, for such a "neurosis", Yun Mo can only pretend to be serious and reply with a smile:

"As long as you can let me enjoy the blessings of the three lives and three worlds after I cross, the kid will definitely want to cross! Anyway, I can't live in this city, so it's better to go through. ”

"Then please go and prepare what you want to cross now! …… Towering morality, merit has been completed, descend to lead, the teacher treasure is carried by himself, the ghost is born in heaven, and the ...... soars to the upper Qing Dynasty."

The old mantra was like a heavenly sound, Yun Mo's eyes began to be confused, he mechanically said "oh", and Yun Mo, who was hypnotized, involuntarily prepared to cross the thing.

A joke turned out to be true......