The road of life has ups and downs, there are soaring along the way, and there are also silent losses. When you fall, lie down and look at the stars in the night sky.

Qin Ze was looking at the starry sky, and it was an extremely clean night sky without haze, which reminded him of his childhood, and remembered the childhood that had been buried by the steel forest.

He stood on a street, a bluestone street, as thick as the years passed by those sharp-footed geeks in the Qing palace opera.

All kinds of people came and went on the streets, all wearing fluttering robes, which made Qin Ze sure that he was on the set for the first time, and it was also the set of that kind of costume drama. But he couldn't figure out how he got here.

His last memory is that several iron brothers in the same dormitory with him drank indiscriminately to celebrate his admission to the civil service. He only remembered that the daughter of the boss Wang Fatzi that night was wearing a long white dress, and then ......

Qin Ze thumped his head, still unable to understand how he got here.

"Alas, why is the little brother still standing still, it's almost too late?" An old man pushing a wheelbarrow looked at Qin Ze anxiously and said urgingly.

Walk?

Qin Ze smiled, and said in his heart, this old man has good acting skills, this expression, this tone, and this action.

"Tut~" Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh twice, grabbed the old man, and looked around, but didn't find where the camera was. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked, "Which play is this play, old man?" Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin? Or is it the Water Margin? Tell the director about adding me one. ”

The old man's eyes when he looked at Qin Ze suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Bai Bai Jingjing wearing a Confucian shirt, and thought that he was a scholar, but he didn't expect it to be so ignorant. I kindly reminded him, but it was boring for myself. When he flicked his sleeves, he put down a sentence: "Little Lao'er doesn't disturb Gongzi Yaxing!" I hurriedly pushed the cart and left.

"Eh, this old man is quite into the play." Qin Ze looked at the back of the old man leaving, and quipped: "Old man, Oscar owes you a little golden man." When I turned around, I saw a group of people coming out of the alley of the street.

There were six of them, all dressed in hats, narrow-sleeved, tight-fitting lapel robes, embroidered pigs, trousers, and high-waisted boots. However, he wore a long knife at his waist, which added a lot of majesty to them.

Because of the civil service examination for a year, Qin Ze recognized the other party's clothes at a glance, which was the clothing of Jin Wuwei in the Tang Dynasty. Especially the pigs embroidered on the clothes, Qin Ze will not admit his mistake if he kills him.

These six people walked out of the alley, and they also saw a person still standing on the street at a glance, and they looked like they were only fourteen or fifteen or sixteen, but they were dressed as scholars.

Qin Ze was still standing on the side happily watching the crowd of people coming and going in a hurry, and wondering if he could also be on TV, and go back to brag and brag to his group of fox friends and dogs.

"Why are you, a scholar, still standing? Didn't you hear the drums? Liu De came to Qin Ze's side with his brother, looked at the other party with a calm and relaxed look, and immediately opened his mouth to scold.

It didn't matter what he said, Qin Ze was even happier. He saluted Liu Deshi strangely and said, "This soldier brother, dare to ask what year this is?"

The corners of Liu De's mouth twitched obviously, but he still said patiently: "Zhenguan for two years." At the end, he added: "This drum beating is about to stop, if you don't leave, we will catch you later, and you will have a good meal."

Qin Ze, the curfew system of the Tang Dynasty, actually knew that it started at three o'clock a day, that is, at eight o'clock in the evening, when the omission of the yamen at night had been exhausted, and he sounded 600 "closed door drums". When it came to the second watch, that is, after 9 o'clock in the evening, except for the patrolling Jin Wuwei and soldiers, if ordinary people dared to wander around the streets, they would be detained at least and given a twenty or thirty board, or directly correct the law on the spot.

Now that he suddenly heard Liu De say this, Qin Ze was also stunned, and then asked directly: "Which play are you playing?" How is it the same as the real thing? ”

"This guy has a sick brain? Or is it bad intentions? A bad thought suddenly flashed through Liu De's mind, thinking that this guy was trying to do something wrong.

"Who is playing with you, I will ask you again, do you really refuse to leave?" Liu De was also born in the army, and he was also a soldier in the right military guard two years ago, and he only joined this Jinwuwei this year. Naturally, he also had some military spirit, and when he met Qin Ze, a guy who was messing around, he became more and more impatient.

"Oops, another acting addiction." Qin Ze laughed and scolded in his heart, straightened his waist, and said stiffly: "If you don't go, I'm going to watch the stars here today."

At this time, it was almost the second watch, and the streets were already empty, and with the help of the lanterns in Liu De's hands, they could also see that the other party's face was getting more and more blue.

"Are you really not leaving?" Liu De gritted his teeth, and secretly made up his mind in his heart, wait for you to commit a night crime, wait for a while, and see if you are still hard.

"Don't go." Qin Ze smiled, but he said in his heart, how could he not do it himself?

"If I arrest you, I will beat you thirty boards first, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, my body is stiff, come casually." Qin Zeqiang held back the smile in his heart, but his face was still tough.

"Then I'll give you another good meal." Liu De also couldn't cry or laugh, it was the first time in so long a time that he had met someone who was not afraid of death.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ze laughed, stretched out his hand and prepared to pat Liu De, he really admired the other party's professionalism, and acted as if it was real.

But as soon as this hand was stretched out, Qin Ze felt a sigh in his heart at the moment. Before, he only cared about the excitement, and he really didn't pay attention to himself. This one was so unsightly that I almost didn't scream at the moment.

I saw that I was wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, and the long hem of my clothes looked particularly elegant with my movements.

Touching it again, Qin Ze's heart was churning.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has shrunk!"

Qin Ze shouted, but he found that his little arms and legs were still the body that he had used for more than 20 years before, which was clearly the body of a child.

"Is it ......?"

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and Qin Zezhi felt a whirlwind of the world.

"It turns out that it's not them acting, it's me who crossed over by myself? And Nima has become a little kid? ”

Qin Ze steadied himself, and without saying a word, he slapped himself.

"Oops, it hurts."

There was a burning pain on his face, which already showed that he was not dreaming. But what's going on with you, how did you suddenly come to the Tang Dynasty, and ......

He wanted to cry without tears, how he wished it was a dream. Even if he encounters a black-clothed organization like Conan and gives himself a shrinking drug. But now it's time to go back more than a thousand years ago, how can I live for a thousand years?

Qin Ze, who suddenly lost a trace of ideas, looked at Liu De with empty eyes, like a cramped shrimp, and said with difficulty: "Brother Guan, do I still have time?"

But the original soldier brother has been replaced by the official brother, but it seems that it is useless to call it anything.

"The last drum beat is over." Liu De first looked at Qin Ze slapping himself inexplicably, and then saw that he was not afraid of heaven and earth before, and became like this. At the moment, he sneered twice and said, "The eldest and third son will bring him back to me, we have fun tonight."

As he spoke, two people stepped forward with a smile on their faces and set Qin Ze up.

Qin Ze clearly remembered that those who violated the curfew would be detained at least and punished on the spot. When he thought of this, Qin Ze was in a cold sweat.

"Brother Guan, is it okay if you don't fight these thirty boards?"

"Don't be afraid, your body is stiff." Liu De looked at Qin Ze as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, and couldn't help shaking his head and saying.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva hard, Qin Ze trembled and asked again, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, just use five sticks and put it in your fingers. This pulls hard ......" While saying this, Liu De also cooperated with an expression of palpitations, looking at Qin Ze is legs for a while.

This big board, plus a finger flicker, isn't this going to kill me.

"I don't want to die yet, doesn't it mean that people who cross over have all kinds of golden fingers?"

"Ding! Does the host want to escape this? Just when Qin Ze's face was like ashes, as if he heard the call in his heart, a voice without the slightest emotion sounded in his mind.

"Yes." Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, it's good to survive first.

"Whether the host is willing to accept the wish of "visiting the haunted house at night", accepting this wish can escape the catastrophe. Completing this wish will give you a little Wish Points, will the host be willing to accept it? ”

Now don't say anything about visiting the haunted house at night, even if it is to make him jump on the grave and kiss the zombie, he is willing to do it.

"Do it, I'll do it." Qin Ze hurriedly agreed.

Just as he was talking, Qin Ze had already been put in the yamen. The eldest man and the third son seemed to have exhausted their strength, and they directly carried him into it.

Qin Ze was holding on to the threshold and didn't let go, but with this force, the two of them directly threw Qin Ze out. But it's not good, Qin Ze happened to be head-down.

He could only look at the ground that was getting closer and closer, and could only scream bitterly: "It's bluestone slab again." Then I heard "Bang! After that, it was dark, and the whole person didn't know anything.

The initiator on the other side is smiling. Scratching his head embarrassedly, he leaned over and grabbed Qin Ze again.

It was at this time that a person's voice suddenly came: "This person is young master Ben wanted."

It was a man who spoke, and he was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. Wearing a white gown, with that tough face, he looks quite tough.

Well, Qin Ze is his.