Liu Yuanshan had nothing in front of him except the golden divine book. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The divine book suddenly appeared when he wrote the three words "Liu Yuanshan" and turned a page, and then, in Liu Yuanshan's incredible eyes, the three words "Liu Yuanshan" appeared out of thin air on the paper in almost the same way as his handwriting.

Isn't that ********?

Liu Yuanshan's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

As I was thinking about it, I noticed that the handwriting kept appearing.

"Previous life: Graduated from ** Provincial Railway Vocational and Technical College, once created on *** under the pseudonym of ***, and his works include "Drive a Train to the Song Dynasty", "Dawen Tianjun", and later lived in Beijing ......"

"After rebirth: Reborn in the autumn of the second year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, he is Liu Jiasanlang, Liujia Village, Fang County, Xiangyang Prefecture, father Liu Bo (deceased), mother Liu Xiuyun, sister Liu Yanran ......"

The handwriting on the golden pages was clear, and it was all Chinese Simplified, and it took about ten minutes for those handwritings to slowly dissipate, and then the scene in front of Liu Yuanshan's eyes returned as before.

At this time, he was lifting the brush in his hand, and a small drop of ink dripped down and landed right next to the word "mountain", which was obviously just written.

The ten minutes in the book are just a moment in the real world.

"I'm done, come and show me!" Wang Xiucai urged on the side, and Liu Yuanshan mechanically handed over the paper below, completely ignoring Wang Xiucai's frowning expression.

"Although the writing is a little ugly, the frame is reasonable, and the pen is quite sophisticated, which is much better than what Mao Du wrote." Wang Xiucai frowned while commenting: "However, the three words of your own name are written incorrectly, is this the word Liu?" Liu Naijin Mao knife, this far word is not right, only the last mountain is correct. ”

But Liu Yuanshan didn't hear what Wang Xiucai was saying at all, and it wasn't until Wang Xiu left the valley that he was still stunned!

Didn't I travel to another world? Aren't I still looking for immortals to cultivate immortals? Am I not going to dominate the world, calling for wind and rain, swallowing clouds and spitting fog? Why am I here?

It's so special in the Ming Dynasty, and it's especially in the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty!

Then there are one, two, three, and four...... For more than ten years, Jianzhou's braids are about to enter Kou China,!

He especially can't accept this!

What am I?

Even if you don't cross over to the other world, you can live forever, if you let me come to the Ming Dynasty, I can live happily for a lifetime, no, let me cross over to become an emperor, a relative of the emperor, or a prince or something, let me have three wives and four concubines corrupt for ten years.

But......

I don't believe it!

The fate of the time-traveler in the book was never like this!

Liu Yuanshan took out the two pieces of money from his arms with trembling hands, took a closer look, and found that one was written as "Apocalypse Tongbao", and the other was written as "Jiajing Tongbao".

He opened the IOU that Wang Xiucai wrote for him again, and when he looked at the words "Standing in the autumn and August of the second year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty" written on the last vertical line, he felt that the heavens and the earth were about to collapse.

"It's over!" Leaning back heavily, he fell heavily on the grass.

It's over, it's over!

The dream of cultivating immortals is a hiccup!

"Big brother, what's wrong with you!"

"Big brother, are you sick?"

The two friends ran over with great concern and asked Liu Yuanshan with a shake.

Liu Yuanshan came to his senses at this time, and said with a somewhat depressed expression: "I'm not sick, I'm in a little bad mood." ”

"Oh!" The two of them were relieved, looked at the remaining two beehives and said, "Then, what should these two do?" ”

"What to do? Divide it! Liu Yuanshan brought the two beehives over and encountered the same problem: they could not be evenly divided.

You can't destroy this good hive!

"Break it open, divide each into three parts, and divide it equally." Liu Yuanshan handed the job to Edamame, who took it hesitantly, thought for a while and said, "You don't need to divide it equally, my second brother and I are half of each other, and the big one is for you." Do you agree with Ergua? ”

"Call me second brother!" Ergua glanced at Edamame very dissatisfied, and then said, "I agree, if it weren't for the eldest brother, where would we be able to earn two hundred copper plates?" Here he has the most credit, and the big one is given to him. ”

"Okay, it just so happens that the eldest brother is in a bad mood, this big one will make up for him!" Edamame nodded.

Replenish the heart, replenish the heart!

Liu Yuanshan was speechless, so he picked up a slightly smaller one and said, "Then thank you for the two younger brothers, the big one will be divided between the two of you." ”

"Good!" The harath of the second melon flowed out again.

Edamame asked, "Where are we going to play next?" ”

"I'm not going, I'm not in the mood, I'll come out tomorrow! I want to go home. Liu Yuanshan took off the coat outside to wrap the beehive, and then took a large bag of newly picked osmanthus and walked towards home.

When I got home, I hid the hive in the corner of the house and started eating.

After the meal, Liu Yuanshan took the heavy beehive that he picked back in the morning and handed it to Liu Yanran: "Sister, look at what this thing is?" ”

Liu Yanran opened the package, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times and said, "You can go out to play, don't keep climbing high and low, what should I do if I fall?" We don't have the money to hire a doctor for you. ”

Liu, who was embroidering needlework, also looked at him when he heard this, and said with some worry: "San Lang, you have to take care of yourself, don't fall." After speaking, he continued to take the needle and thread to sew up the small things in his hand.

Liu Yuanshan was not happy when he saw Sister A's food, but was worried that he was falling outside, and his heart was slightly moved, secretly saying that children in ancient times were really in charge early, and in modern society, this kind of fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl may have just entered high school, or she is basically ignorant, it is really a world of difference.

"Okay, put it away, take it out and eat it at night when you're hungry, now we've just finished eating!" When Liu saw the beehive, he was afraid of outsiders, so he asked Liu Yuanshan to put it away quickly.

Liu Yuanshan put away the beehive, looked at the small things sewn in Liu's hands, and suddenly smelled: "Mother, what are you embroidering?" ”

"Sachet!" Liu raised his head and looked at his son gently, the smile in his eyes contained a hint of pride, his son's performance these days was really unexpected by her, thinking of this, the words in his mouth were not what he asked, and he muttered: "You and your sister are both good, both are better than your mother!" ”

Liu Yuanshan touched his head and smiled, and secretly said goodbye to let the old lady and the cheap old mother find out that I had taken her son's body, and suddenly thought of the divine book that appeared in his mind in the morning, and his heart moved, and said, "Mother, do we have a pen at home?" ”

"What do you want a pen for?" Liu asked vigilantly.

"Huh!" Liu Yuanshan thought for a while and said, "Today, Wang Xiucai taught me to write my name, I'm afraid I will forget, practice first!" ”

"I'll get it for you!" Liu Yanran got up from the ground, took off her shoes and climbed to the head of the bed, then opened a deep wooden cabinet at the head of the bed, opened the layers of old clothes, and turned out a brush and a quaint stone inkstone that had been draped in hair, and then got out of bed and pushed the things to Liu Yuanshan, and said: "This is our father's thing, he used to be a baby, and the uncle asked him for many times but he didn't give it, can you see if you can use it?" ”

Liu Yuanshan has never seen a cheap father, but he knows that he used to be a scholar who fled from Shandong, and it is not unusual for him to have a little pen and ink at home, but there is no paper and ink, and I don't know if he can summon the divine book.

Well, let's give it a try.

The inkstone was not needed, so I climbed into the yard and brought a small sip of water to the house with a tile, and then found a wooden board to spread on the ground, dipped it in water with a brush, and wrote three words on the wooden board attentively: "Liu Yuanshan!" ”

It's still simplified, exactly the same as in the morning, except that the handwriting was written in ink in the morning, and now it's water!

No accident, the golden light flashed in front of his eyes, there was a boom in his head, the golden giant book was opened, and the three words "Liu Yuanshan" appeared on the first page, and then, as in the morning, the annotations for the three words "Liu Yuanshan" began to appear below, and the score was exactly the same!

Ten minutes later, the handwriting dissipated, Liu Yuanshan woke up from the world of golden books, the wooden board under the pen was wet, the three words were still fresh, and it seemed that less than a second had passed in the real world.

Liu Yuanshan took a deep breath, dipped his pen in "ink", and wrote another name, "Liu Yanran!" ”

"Boom!" With a bang, the world of divine books opened again, and the first page was turned up, and the three words Liu Yanran were written on it, and then, a kid's note began to appear below, which was basically exactly the same as Liu Yanran's life experience.

Liu Yuanshan tried to put his hand on the page of the divine book, and suddenly the golden light was dazzling, and he instantly withdrew his divine consciousness from the world in the book, but to his surprise, this time those notes also flew out and landed on the lower part of the wooden board where he had just written the three words "Liu Yanran".

Faced with the sudden appearance of handwriting, Liu Yuanshan was stunned.

"This ......"

He thought of a possibility, and hurriedly picked up the pen again, this time not writing anyone's name, but directly writing two words "Ming Dynasty!" ”

The book of gods was opened again, and the annotations behind were immediately generated, Liu Yuanshan fixed his eyes and saw that this annotation is similar to Baidu Encyclopedia in modern society, but it should be more detailed, starting from the military, territory, economy, culture, famous ministers and generals, diplomatic wars, imperial lineage, etc., a rough summary of each item, forming a perfect remarks.

To Liu Yuanshan's surprise, he found that the annotation could switch between Chinese Simplified and Chinese Traditional at will, and he could also import the content of the sacred book onto a blank page.

Liu Yuanshan's eyes were indescribably excited: This thing is really good, it is simply a peerless killer weapon of the traverser, it doesn't matter what Ming Dynasty characters or emperors' annotations, what matters is the knowledge here, this book should contain all the scientific and technological knowledge of the twenty-first century, just take one and use it to explode the chrysanthemums of these ancient people?

"Hey, hey!" Liu Yuanshan raised the corners of his mouth and began to laugh, if he used this kind of thing to go to the imperial examination, would he come back with the top prize!

Alas, forget it, it is now the autumn of the second year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, and there are less than ten years before Zhu Yuanzhang's unfilial children and grandchildren will be slaughtered by Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong like killing pigs. The times create heroes, and Lao Tzu will also make contributions in this troubled world.

Of course, these are not very important, the most important thing is that my Chinese civilization is a great country, and it must not fall into the hands of the Manchu Qing Dynasty wild boar skins.

"Yes, wild boar skin, when you meet grandpa, your time of death is coming!" Liu Yuanshan smiled, his eyes were suddenly full of absolute confidence: "Ming Dynasty, I'm here, Lao Tzu has made a shining debut." So, for now, let me start by feeding this family! ”