I don't know how long it took, Yang Yun woke up from the darkness, tried to open his eyes, looked at the thatched roof, and for a while, he didn't know where he was. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info endured the tingling pain in his head, he closed his eyes and thought for a long time before sighing softly: "I'm not even dead......"

Struggling to sit up, Yang Yun lifted his clothes and touched his heart, he vaguely remembered the sharp pain of the bullet piercing his heart at that time.

But now, there are no tears in the clothes.

Unbelievable, Yang Yun quickly took off his shirt, only to find that not only did there be no bullet hole in his chest, but even the scars left by the training had disappeared.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yang Yun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before moving his gaze around, and only then did he realize that things were far stranger than he could have imagined.

At the moment, he was in a simple thatched hut. Thick trees were used for the beams and pillars, but the roofs and walls, which should have been made of cement and bricks, were only wrapped in hay. There was a doorway in front of him, and there was no door, so a half-man-high curtain was hung as a partition.

It doesn't look like a hospital ward, but rather a building in Gansu or Yunnan on the mainland.

The furniture in the thatched house, the cabinets, tables and chairs, the wardrobe, and the thatched bed under Yang Yun are all made of hardwood. But even these wooden furniture, in his opinion, are so simple that they can't be simpler, not to mention the paint, and even the burrs on the wood have not been polished.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yang Yun wouldn't have dared to imagine that there were still people living in such a humble place today.

Putting on his clothes again, Yang Yun lifted the worn-out quilt and wanted to stand up, but suddenly smelled a faint fragrance from the quilt, and was a little stunned, and when he looked up, he noticed a blurry copper mirror on the wooden table. It seems that there used to be women living here.

Suddenly, the scenery in front of Yang Yun's eyes flickered, his brain appeared strongly dizzy, and the whole person fell back to the wooden bed.

The loud noise seemed to alarm others.

In the midst of the whirlwind, Yang Yun vaguely saw a figure open the curtain and quickly walked towards him. Immediately after, a cold, slightly rough palm was pressed against his forehead, and after a while, only the other party muttered, "The fever seems to have receded......"

A girl's voice, speaking Chinese, sounded very young.

Fortunately, the dizziness came and went quickly, and Yang Yun quickly reopened his eyes. I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl standing next to the bed, a little thin, with a peach face, willow eyebrows, long black hair coiled behind her head in a wooden bun, a typical oriental woman, and there was the same fragrance on her body as on the quilt.

In addition, Yang Yun also noticed that the style of her clothes was very strange, or very quaint, like the skirt of the Han Dynasty in the mainland in ancient books.

When the girl saw that he was awake, she stretched out her hand back, smiled and showed two cute dimples: "Childe is awake?" Would you like to drink some water? ”

She didn't say that it was okay, Yang Yun subconsciously licked her dry lips, and suddenly felt her mouth dry.

Seeing this, the girl chuckled and left, and when she came back with a black porcelain bowl, and when she handed it to him, she carefully turned the porcelain bowl to the side with fewer holes.

Sitting up straight with the help of the girl, Yang Yun looked at the turbid liquid in the bowl, frowned, lowered his head and took a sip, the taste was astringent and salty, but he couldn't drink the second sip.

Putting down the porcelain bowl, he looked up and asked, "Miss......"

"No, no, no...... Childe misunderstood...... I'm not a young lady. Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, the girl instantly blushed, shook her hand desperately, and said, "If the son doesn't dislike it, just call me Li Manying." ”

"Childe? Heh......" Yang Yun shook his head secretly, it seemed that he had really arrived in a remote area of the mainland, and remembered that in the Jiangnan region of the mainland, the word "Miss" seemed to have a special meaning, he looked at Li Manying twice, and changed his words, "My name is Yang Yun, I should be a few years older than you, so I might as well call you Sister Manying." ”

This time, Li Manying's neck began to turn red, she lowered her head, and her voice was like a mosquito's chirping: "...... Good. ”

Yang Yun was a little confused about her reaction, he was not very familiar with the customs of the mainland, but in order to find out what was going on, he could only pretend not to know, and continued to ask: "Sister Manying, I want to ask ......"

"Gollum ......"

"Flutter!"

Before he finished speaking, the deafening sound from his stomach made Li Manying almost laugh, she raised her head and glanced at him quickly, and after snatching the porcelain bowl, she walked out: "Hungry, I'll go get you something to eat." ”

Looking at Li Manying's trembling shoulders when she left, Yang Yun leaned on the bed with a wry smile, looked at the furniture in front of him that did not match the times, and sighed faintly: "Yang Hai, what are you doing?" ”

This time, Li Manying left for a longer time, and when she came back, she still had the broken bowl in her hand.

Looking at the milky white and translucent thin porridge in the bowl, Yang Yun shook it vigorously, and only a few grains of rice tumbled up from the bottom of the bowl, and after hitting an unknown wild vegetable on the water, it sank again.

At this time, a boy's voice came from outside the house, relieving him: "Sister, I'm hungry too." ”

"Ah, Yang Gongzi, I'm really sorry, that's my younger brother, Li Tiezhu. He is only ten years old this year, and he doesn't know how to count yet. Li Manying hurriedly explained, "But Mr. Xiangmian who passed by a few days ago said that Tie Zhu is rich and noble, and he will definitely be able to become a general in the future." ”

When she spoke of the iron pillar, a hint of pride flashed on her immature face.

"Children are hungry easily, so I'll go and prepare food for him first." Before leaving, she seemed to be afraid that Yang Yun would have concerns, and did not forget to add, "Young Master Yang, there is rice in the porridge, you can eat it with confidence." ”

However, Yang Yun looked at the things in his hand, and although his stomach was growling with hunger, he had completely lost his appetite.

After hesitating, he gave up trying, got out of bed, and walked in the direction of the curtain, and the conversation between the two sisters and brothers outside the house entered his ears word for word.

"Sister, I want to drink porridge too."

"Tie Zhu is good, my sister will cook porridge for you to drink tomorrow."

"But we don't have any rice anymore......"

"Hmm...... Let's do it, tomorrow my sister will go to Quqiu Mountain again to see if she can catch some rabbits and exchange some rice with the Xue family. ”

"Humph! It's all to blame on that man, if he hadn't suddenly fallen from the sky, we would have caught the pheasant. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Li Manying's voice was very soft, but she could still feel her seriousness at the moment, "Didn't Mr. Yesterday just teach you the six arts of a gentleman?" Recite it again......"

"Oh......" Li Tiezhu's voice suddenly became listless, and he recited in a subdued voice, "The six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and ......"

At this moment, the characters coming out of Li Tiezhu's mouth were like an invisible bayonet, piercing Yang Yun's heart, looking down at the thin porridge in his hand, he couldn't help but be silent.

I don't know how long it took, Li Tiezhu finished reciting, Yang Yun took a deep breath, lifted the curtain and walked in.

Behind the curtain is a small thatched hut, with a simple stove made of stones on the left, a wooden table and three wooden benches in the middle, and a half-open door on the right to block the sunlight from the outside.

Ignoring their surprised gaze, Yang Yun set his gaze on Li Tiezhu's body opposite Li Manying. I saw that although he was sitting, he was obviously short, yellow and thin, his eyes were a little sloppy, and he seemed to have something hidden in his heart.

Looking away, Yang Yun looked down at the wild vegetables and black nests in the bowls of the two, and forcibly suppressed the strange emotions in his heart. After sitting down on his own, he pushed the thin porridge in his hand in front of Li Tiezhu, and said to Li Manying with a smile: "I forgot to tell you that I don't like to drink porridge and like to eat wowo." ”

After speaking, before she could react, Yang Yun grabbed the black nest in Li Tiezhu's bowl, bit a corner hard, and chewed carefully.

Seeing the deliberate expression on his face, Li Manying's outstretched hand froze in the air, and her heart was a little touched. Turning her head, she saw Li Tiezhu looking at her again, so she had no choice but to nod: "Tiezhu, why don't you thank Brother Yang Yun soon?" ”

"Thank you, Brother Yang Yun......" With Li Manying's acquiescence, Li Tiezhu immediately picked up the porcelain bowl containing thin porridge and ate it as if he was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. After a while, the broken bowl was at the bottom, and Li Tiezhu, who was still unsatisfied, held the porcelain bowl in the light, as if it could shine out the rice.

Seeing him playing treasure, Li Manying gently knocked his head with chopsticks and urged: "Okay, go make the bed after eating, go to bed early, go to bed early......

Subconsciously, Yang Yun looked out of the door and saw that the sunset was still hanging in the air, and it had not yet completely set. Turning around, Li Tiezhu skillfully picked up the hay next to the stove, spread it on the dining table, and did not wash it, but leaned over and poured it directly.

Without Li Tiezhu, Yang Yun and Li Manying sat facing each other, struggling to deal with the black nest in their respective hands. As time passed, the doubts in Yang Yun's heart became heavier and heavier like a dull atmosphere, and he tried his best to keep his tone calm: "Are you very short of food?" ”

"Fortunately, we had two acres of barren land, plus we could occasionally catch some pheasants and hares in Quqiu Mountain." Li Manying was a little afraid to look at him, bit her mouth, and smiled shyly, "But after the Taiping Dao uprising, the world was in chaos, not only the cultivated grain was snatched away, but there were also bandits on the mountain from time to time, so it was not easy to go." ”

"Taiping Road?" Yang Yun frowned, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Well, because their heads are covered with yellow cloth, we also call them the Yellow Turbans."

"The Yellow Turbans? Three Kingdoms? Yang Yun was shocked, could it be that he was not in a remote area of the mainland, but had returned to the past, or to another world similar to the Three Kingdoms.