"I curse you to rush into the moat," Yang Fan stretched out his middle finger at a luxury sports car that had already driven dozens of meters. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Fan just came out of the Internet café as usual, and met with Sister Cang, who had been friends for a long time, for two hours, and when he came out, he encountered the so-called once-in-a-century heavy rainstorm, he took out a one-dollar coin and was ready to decide whether to walk or take the car back to school, who knew that as soon as the coin was thrown into the air, the sports car rushed in front of him, and the splash of water from the wheels hit his body, like splashing it directly on his head with a water scoop.

Yang Fan was first aggrieved, then helpless, and finally angry. The sad life of no girlfriend and no love has accompanied him for four whole years, if it weren't for the company of Sister Cang without regrets, I don't know what it would become. originally thought that he was about to graduate and his life could start again, but just now, Yang Fan realized that God obviously hadn't played enough with himself.

Speaking too late, the sports car drove frantically for one or two hundred meters and then suddenly rushed out of the guardrail like a bull in heat and went straight to the moat.

"Nani? It's not so accurate," Yang Fan suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter, and quickly withdrew his middle finger, "I'm just venting very casually, God is too serious." You did it, don't blame me. ”

Yang Fan rushed to the river, the ripples formed by the vehicle falling into the water on the river surface were still spreading outward, and in a round spot of light in the water, Yang Fan seemed to see countless bright stars, but as the car sank, the circular spot of the headlights continued to expand and fade, and those starlights finally disappeared.

Call the police, Yang Fan took out the phone and pressed 110 for the first time and was about to dial it, when a sudden thunder exploded in the sky, which frightened him and quickly withdrew his mobile phone. I heard that it is very dangerous to make phone calls on a thunderstorm, and if you die from lightning strikes, where can you reason.

He quickly looked around to see if there were witnesses and cameras around him, and it would not be good if he was implicated in an intentional homicide case.

"Fortunately, no one should see it, I can't be nervous, I can't be nervous, just act as if nothing happened, and then it will be nothing more than a traffic accident," Yang Fan gasped, wiping the sweat on his forehead that had been mixed with the rain and could not be distinguished, "Yes, what did I do?" It's nothing more than sticking out a middle finger, is it just because of this to be convicted of intentional homicide? Joke. ”

Yang Fan kept excusing himself and seeking comfort in his heart, but he couldn't do it anyway, he had more important things to do. He crouched on the ground and fumbled for the coin, which was the cause of everything, and if he didn't find it, he would be shot to death, and even if the police did come to the door, the dollar could be used as a way to get around. The rain was too heavy, the water was too deep, the light was too dark, and all the disadvantages made it difficult to find that dollar.

The so-called hard work pays off, the iron pestle is sharpened into an embroidery needle, and Yang Fan's biggest advantage is persistence. Three minutes later, he finally saw the cute round figure that had run a few meters away and was lying quietly on the side of the road.

"Little troublemaker, really naughty," Yang Fan almost cried with joy, especially at the moment when he was inexplicably burdened with a life lawsuit, this emotion was particularly strong. As if to grasp the last straw, he ran over in three steps and two steps, lest the coin would slip away, and as soon as his hand touched the coin, he heard a "plop" sound.

"I curse that bastard who stole the manhole cover," these were Yang Fan's last words left in this world. The so-called people are watching the sky, and Yang Fan finally paid a heavy price for his death, at least from this time and space.

Yang Fan, who was carried by the water, had a dream, and the coin led him to fly towards a mysterious world, he seemed to be in a strange space, and a piece of colorful light flew by him, his body became very light, and even his soul seemed to be flying.

"Is this what death feels like? It seems to be not bad, at least much better than when I was alive. Just as Yang Fan got rid of his fear and planned to experience this wonderful feeling that he had never experienced before, his body suddenly sank, and the whole person fell into infinite darkness, the only thing that made him happy was that in the end he grabbed the coin that killed him, and he died well.

"Ah," Yang Fan shouted and sat up, panting heavily, his violently beating heart seemed to jump out of his chest, and he was covered in a cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of a pot, and it gradually calmed down after a few minutes.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked around and found himself in an extremely simple thatched hut, the walls of which were made of thick mud and a layer of loess on the surface, which had almost peeled off, and the sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the walls, leaving dappled light and shadow. Beneath him was a crumbling bed that creaked with the slightest movement. The mattress was not Simmons, but a few inches of thatch, and the coarse cloth quilt and sheets were old and dilapidated.

Paradise? That's too broken, isn't it? Hell? No, I'm a good person, and I brought boiling water to a beautiful woman in my class yesterday who had a crush?

"Am I being swept up in the suburbs? The water is really big," Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time secretly congratulated himself that he was not drowned.

The door was pushed open, and in walked an old lady of seventy or eighty years old with gray hair, although her face was full of wrinkles, but she was in good spirits. She was holding a bowl of hot porridge in her hand, and when she saw that Yang Fan was already sitting on the bed, she smiled and said, "Young man, you have finally woken up, God blesses you...... Let's take a sip of porridge first. ”

"Thank you, old woman," Yang Fan took the porridge and tasted it, although it was not as smooth as the white rice porridge, but the different fragrance was not as good as the white rice, so he raised his head and drank it, he was indeed very hungry.

thanked him, handed the bowl back to the old woman, and after carefully looking at the old lady, Yang Fan found that the old lady's clothes were very traditional, just like the costume clothes seen on TV, and the hair bun was also like the ancients.

"This is tradition, this is cultural heritage," Yang Fan sighed in his heart first, and then asked the old lady: "Old woman, where is this, Yuanfeng County?" Yuanfeng County is a well-known poor county in Yang Fan's province, not far from the city where Yang Fan studied, Yang Fan has been there, and the houses there look similar to those here, and he also deduces his current location based on the condition of the house.

"Yuanfeng County?" The old woman shook her head, "We call it Immortal Pass here, it is located in the northern border of Zhao Kingdom, surrounded by mountains, and outsiders rarely come in. The name Immortal Ao was given by King Zhao Wuling decades ago. When he led the army out of the customs to pursue the Huns, he got lost when he came back, and he came here unintentionally, and stayed with us for one night, and slept in your bed. But since then, strange things have happened here. ”

"King Zhao Wuling? Huns? Yang Fan was a little puzzled, where is this, if he remembers it well, King Zhao Wuling should have been a person more than two thousand years ago, much older than Qin Shi Huang.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Old woman, don't be joking, it's okay to watch a time-traveling drama, it's not right to be scary, I'm going to take a graduation exam these days, and I have to rush back immediately, so you can tell me the truth." ”

The old lady glanced at him and said, "My wife has lived for more than 70 years and has never said nonsense. The old woman picked up the dishes and chopsticks that Yang Fan had eaten and went out.

"No, no, I definitely didn't mean that," Yang Fan hurriedly apologized, begging grandpa to tell grandma that it was easy to make the old woman promise not to go to her heart, "I may have been soaking in the water for too long, and my brain can't turn for a while, don't mind." In fact, I just want to know what day it is and where am I? ”

"Young man, listen, I'll only say it once," the old woman said with a straight face, "It's the third day of the fourth month of the twentieth year of King Zhao Xiaocheng, and the place where you are staying now is Zhao Yan's house, the immortal col of Zhao Kingdom, understand?" ”

"Ming...... Understood," Yang Fan said with a smile, "I understand that the old man is still childlike, so he likes to joke with us young people, thinking that I will become stupid after being blistered for a while?" My IQ is very high. You see I have proof. ”

Yang Fan opened the wallet next to the pillow and took out his ID card: "Look at what is written on it...... Well, this is a god horse? "Yes, it's indeed an ID card, the material doesn't seem to have changed, but the text on it has completely changed into a seal, and I don't recognize any of it at all. And his photo has also changed, his facial organs have not changed, but the iconic plate head that he is proud of has been replaced by a towering bun at the moment.

"How? Am I right? The old lady smiled proudly, although she was illiterate, it could be seen from Yang Fan's expression.

"No, I still have evidence," Yang Fan said as he took out a hundred-yuan bill from it, spread it out and looked at it, and immediately went crazy. The font was changed, and the head of the great leader was replaced by a fat old man with a long beard and a long beard. Yang Fan couldn't help but ask Cangtian: "What is this?" ”

"Ah, it's King Zhao Wuling," the old lady snatched the hundred-yuan bill, and was so excited that she burst into tears, "Old man, I saw the first king again." The old lady walked to the hall with the bill in her trembling hand, respectfully placed it on the shrine, and then fell to her knees and bowed with great reverence.

"Hehe, I must be dreaming," Yang Fan patted his head. The scene in front of him was something that Yang Fan couldn't believe, although he had also read a lot of novels about time travel, and he had also dreamed that he had crossed into a very good character such as Qin Shi Huang, but that was only a fantasy.

"I must be dreaming. It's decided, sleep a little longer, and when you wake up, it must be so. Yang Fan closed his eyes and lay down, thinking that this dream was really interesting, and thought that he had crossed over.

I don't know how much time has passed, Yang Fan was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that this time standing at the head of the bed was an old man in his seventies or eighties wearing an old suit.

"Yes, I finally woke up," Yang Fan first excited in his heart, and then grabbed the old man's hand and said, "Thank you old man for saving me, I will definitely repay you." ”

The old man smiled: "You are mistaken, it was not I who saved you, it was Mr. Yi Yue, who lived near the White Fox Cave, who rescued you from the water, and then asked my son to carry you back to me, besides, we mountain people never want to reciprocate when we save people." ”

Yang Fan was very moved by the simplicity of the people in the mountains, he looked at the old man in front of him, Versace's suit is definitely not a copycat, but it looks nondescript with a pair of coarse cloth pants underneath, and the most unacceptable thing is that the Jinlilai tie is not tied around the neck, but is tied around the waist as a belt. Of course, it is impossible for Yang Fan to blame the old man's clothing taste at this time.

"Old man, he's awake again? When you wake up, come out to eat," the old lady from before came in again.

This time Yang Fan really couldn't understand, you said it was a crossing, the suit on the old man's body was more expensive than his whole body belongings, if you want to say that it was not a crossing, the old lady's performance really didn't look like a lie.

"Are they playing tricks in costume dramas?" Thinking of a news that has been very popular recently, the most famous director Zhang Da in China happened to be filming in Yuanfeng County to make a costume blockbuster, and Yang Fan suddenly became enlightened. He smiled and said to the old lady: "Old man, you must be playing tricks for Director Zhang Da's play, aren't you?" Haha, it's so well acted, it's the same as the real thing. However, if you don't have to go too deep into the play, the director will not give you more money just because you are dedicated. ”

The old man and the old lady looked at Yang Fan with a smile, looking not surprised.

"Young man, I know you must be strange now, and to be honest I find it strange too," the old man said, pointing to his suit, "it was given to me by a young man about your age decades ago. I remember that it seemed to be this time and month, and I saved him from the mountain stream in front of me. He was acting like you at the time, and even talking about it, but he eventually knew that this was not his hometown, so he raised it for a while and left. He gave me this dress when he left. Speaking of this, the old man sighed: "It's strange to say, since that year King Zhao Wuling pursued the Huns, and strayed into here on the way back while hunting, he came to the White Fox Cave in front of him, and accidentally left his sword in the spring in the cave, since then almost every year people have been washed out of the White Fox Cave, sometimes several a year, counting you is already the one hundred and seventeenth." Aside from the young man from thirty years ago and a little girl from two years ago, you are the third survivor. By the way, where did you come from, it wasn't really from the ghost gate. ”

"Is it really a crossover?" Yang Fan was in a trance for a while, and he didn't hear Old Man Zhao's words, but with the last glimmer of hope in his heart, he held the old man's hand tightly and begged: "Old man, I'm a coward, don't scare me." You tell me the truth, what time is it now, who are you? ”

The old man said: "It is now the third day of the fourth month of the twentieth year of King Zhao Xiaocheng, and the original name of the little old man was Jin Yan, because he saved King Zhao Wuling back then and was given the surname Zhao, so he is now called Zhao Yan." She's a. The old man pointed to the old woman.

Yang Fan got up from the bed and ran out of the door without putting on his shoes. It is a small thatched hut built on the mountain, not far away is a huge and steep mountain, above which is like a fairyland, in front of a bottomless mountain stream, you can also hear the sound of a surging waterfall in the distance, and beyond the mountain stream is a mountain that reaches to the sky.

"Hehe," Yang Fan knelt on the ground and shook his head and smiled bitterly, "God, you can play with me." Sit. As soon as he pointed his middle finger at the sky, a thunderbolt exploded above Yang Fan's head in the clear sky, which frightened him and quickly withdrew his fingers. God, just kidding, you're taking it too seriously, haha...... It's also called the master, don't be so stingy in the future. ”

Suddenly, something fell from his body, Yang Fan picked it up and saw that it was the one-dollar coin that he had given his life to pick up, only to see that it still remained in that world, and the font and pattern had not changed.

"Why hasn't it changed? Why hasn't it changed? Is it possible for me to go back? Yang Fan, who was originally going to accept his fate, suddenly ignited hope at this moment, and he hurriedly asked the old couple who had come out with him about the location of the White Fox Cave.

The old man pointed to a mountain road and said, "You follow this mountain road all the way and follow the sound of water until you reach the end of the waterfall." ”

"Thank you, two old men, if I can come back, I will definitely repay you," Yang Fan ran along the mountain road after speaking.

"Let's go back and cook, he'll have to come back soon, won't the first two be the same?" After speaking, the old man turned around and entered the house.

The old woman nodded: "That's what I said...... Old man, help me carry the rice. ”