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Such as into the abalone.

When I woke up, my body was as soft as a ball of cotton, and my upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together.

Just now he had a dream that he was on a business trip to the north and was taking a bath with a customer in a bathing center. was soaking happily, and suddenly, a soft girl came in wrapped in a bath towel: "Big brother, do you want a big sword?" ”

As she spoke, she lifted the bath towel, revealing her body full of maggots.

The pink skull is empty.

Then, Wang Shen woke up in fright.

Tired, so tired, just like when I stayed up for three days and three nights to do business projects; It seems that I went to Xiguniang Mountain to sketch again, and crossed the glacier Osaka to Hailuogou.

But by the time someone poured the stinky cold water into his throat, Wang Shen had dried up, his body was swelling violently like a sponge, every cell was screaming with joy, and his strength was coming back little by little.

It stinks, it stinks, the grass, someone poured dirty water into my mouth. It tastes ...... It's no different from the sewer in the community, is this trying to poison me?

A spirit, Wang Shen opened his eyes violently, and a pool of spring water came into view.

In the dry season, when the water shrank to only one foot square, a little girl put her fair and slender hand into the water to hold it. The water was shallow, and when she stirred it with her hand, the sediment in it was flooded, and the air was filled with a smell of corruption.

Seeing Wang Shen wake up, the girl showed surprise on her face: "Big ...... Big brother, are you awake? ”

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, not very tall, and looked like she was only close to her ear. Although her face is very dirty, her facial features are beautiful, her small nose and mouth, and her big eyes flickering in the sun, so bright that people can't help but jump in their hearts, she is a little beauty.

It's just that this little girl is too well developed, convex and backward, and her branches are like weeping willows in the wind.

She was wearing a khaki linen shirt and a black jacket full of holes underneath, which did not look like a modern person. It's really like the situation in costume films. Compared with the fresh and bright ancients in later generations of TV, her tattered clothes and the yellow earth behind her seem to be shrouded in a layer of gray historical fog, which is just an old photo. And she is the hero in that photo.

Wang Shen was so frightened in his dream just now, he was still dizzy in his head at the moment, and he couldn't think of anything else, he only felt a cold breath surging up in his heart, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly: "What kind of place is this, you, you, who are you?" Hurry up, hit 120, I'm sick, I'm not ...... Where's my phone, my phone......"

"Ahh Seeing him open his eyes suddenly, the girl was stunned, and the dirty water flowed down the cracks between her fingers.

Seeing Wang Shen trembling all over, the little girl hurriedly stretched out a wet cloth towel and put it on Wangsheng's head: "Big brother, you are suffering from heat stroke, don't move, don't move, just rest for a while." ”

His forehead was cold, and Wang Shen's mind suddenly cleared. I saw that the girl was busy just now, and the shirt on her body was open, revealing the red clothes inside. There were a few lotus flowers embroidered on the underwear, which were swaying with the undulations of the waves inside.

The memories before the coma suddenly returned, his mind was full of human blood, tragic screams, and the soft sound of feather arrows piercing into the human body, Wang Shen shouted: "You, is the woman just now?" ”

Finding that her shirt was cut by the bandit leader with a knife just now was already open, the girl was ashamed, and hurriedly pulled up her clothes, slightly blessed, and said with gratitude: "Yes, it is the slave family." If it weren't for the eldest brother's righteous assistance, my brother and I would have died under the thief's knife, and I would not be grateful. The little woman has nothing to look forward to, and there is nothing to repay. If you have to return home in the future, you will definitely put the eldest brother's immortal tablet on the case, and pray for the eldest brother every day, but you don't know the eldest brother's name? ”

"It turns out that the scene just now is not a dream, I actually killed so many people, it seems that killing people in a world without law, but there is a pleasure that is not bound by morality, this is like an online game...... Your surname is Wang, your name is Shen, what is your name? Wang Shen muttered.

"It turned out to be Brother Wang Shen, my name is ...... My name is Ann ...... Mother. The little girl's face was slightly red, in ancient times, a woman's name could only be known by her parents and future husband, and after reporting her maiden name, she was only ashamed and hot.

"It turned out to be Miss Ann." Wang Shen saw that her face was full of peach blossoms, and he remembered the beautiful scenery just now, and his heart fluttered. Suddenly, he remembered something, his face changed greatly, and he grabbed An Niang's hand: "What dynasty is it now, and where is it?" ”

Wang Shen's strength was not small, and this one grabbed it, and his ten fingers were tightly embedded in An Niang's arm.

"Ouch, Brother Wang Shen, you are lighter." An Niang snorted lightly, but did not struggle, and said softly: "What dynasty, this is Sizhou, Huainan East Road, don't you know, big brother?" ”

"What is Huaixi East Road, and what is Sizhou?" Wang Shen's face changed greatly, isn't Sizhou the ancient name of Xuyi City, Jiangsu Province...... Be a bandit and An Niang dressed as ancients, and kill people and rob the jungle world if you don't agree with each other, it seems that I have really crossed over.

He endured the agitation in his heart, let go of An Niang's hand, and said, "Miss An, my hometown has been hit by a disaster, and I have been wandering around for the past year, and I don't know where I am now. So, let me put it another way, what year is it? ”

An Niang: "Brother Wang Shen, it is now the third year of Jianyan and the third year of Song Jianyan. ”

……

Jianyan for three years, Southern Song Jianyan for three years, 1129 AD, 2016 is already 887 years later.

Wang Shen sat quietly on the edge of the spring, on the Huaixi Plain after the great drought.

There is a withered yellow in front of me, as far as the eye can see, there are no trees or trees, only the distant horizon outlines a slight arc on the horizon.

The sky is full of loess, and the wild grass around the body is undulating like a wave.

The wind of history howled and surging 800 years ago, blowing his and An Niang's clothes and dancing with streamers.

The third year of Jianyan is the fourth year of the establishment of the small imperial court of Zhao in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the Jurchens broke Taiyuan in the year of Jingkang, captured Kaifeng in Tokyo, and captured the two emperors of Huizong and Qinzong, and were at the peak of the national situation. This army, which can be said to be the strongest in the era of cold weapons, has risen in the past ten years, pressing out the tiger water, carrying the ice and snow of the Northland and the tenacity of the Northland people, like a violent wind.

First destroy the Liao Kingdom, and then destroy the Northern Song Dynasty, where they passed, the white bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crying for thousands of miles.

In the six years from Jingkang to the present, the Jurchens have hardly encountered any decent enemies.

Under the knife of the fishermen and hunters, the farming peoples seem to be no match for them.

Now, the Jurchens have digested the results of the war, and the rule of Yanyun has been solidified, and the army has gone south again, searching the mountains and checking the sea to capture Zhao Gou, wanting to completely destroy the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Han Chinese nation seems to be standing on the edge of a cliff, just one step away from the extinction of the country and the species.

Today, Zhao Gougang, the emperor of the small dynasty of the Southern Song Dynasty, fled to Yangzhou and Jiangning Mansion, which is the area of Nanjing in later generations, and is ready to defend the Yangtze River.

The ancients had a saying that guarding the river must guard the Huai.

That is to say, if the two Huai are lost, the Yangtze River line will not be able to hold.

It is now August of the third year of Jianyan, and it will soon be autumn cool. When the autumn harvest is fat, it is the time for the Jurchens to go south.

Wang Shen has traveled to this fucking era at this moment, and to Huaixi, which is about to become a big battlefield.