Ancient city, night, shooting star.

"Demon stars appear frequently, the family and country are restless, cough, cough!"

In a dilapidated house, a middle-aged scholar with a yellow face and thin muscles gnawed on his dry and hard nest head, looked at the sky and said gloomily.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had gained infinite motivation, he picked up the compilation of articles of the new science and technology jinshi that had just been released not long ago, and read it viciously with the help of the bean big light.

And at the same time......

"Ahh

In the scream of pain, Yang Feng opened his eyes blankly, pressed his hands down, and just felt the soft warmth, he looked at a young and pretty face.

"Uh, I didn't mean to."

He hurriedly stood up, and in front of him was a dark alley, and through the starlight above him, he could see that the ground under his feet after the rain was all mud, and there was a lump of shit in the corner of the wall that I don't know which bastard had.

"Why are you dressed like this? Watching too many pigtail plays? Also, what the hell is this place? ”

He asked the girl suspiciously.

The latter, who was wearing a Qing Dynasty maid suit, obviously had not woken up from the chaos of being knocked down by him and attacking Xiong, and was holding his stomach and frowning and slowly standing up, just now Yang Feng was sitting on her lower abdomen, and it was obvious that his weight of more than 100 catties had caused a lot of damage to this slender body that was a little stunted.

Yang Feng stretched out his hand to her apologetically.

Suddenly, there were a few more torches in front of them.

"There, little biao, I'll see where you're going! This time, I have to let you taste the whip. ”

Holding the torches were also several men in clear clothes, one of whom was a pile of fat meat with a tonnage not less than twice that of Yang Feng, panting and pointing at the girl and yelling, the two evil slaves beside him accelerated forward, and one of them grabbed an arm in the girl's frightened screams, and dragged it in front of the fat meat very roughly.

"Help me!"

The girl cried to Yang Feng, and the despair in her eyes made her heart palpitate.

Only then did the two evil minions see him.

"No braids!"

"Hold him!"

"Send this thief to the Admiral of the Nine Gates!"

……

In a series of chaotic roars, even the pile of fat meat pressed towards him, and the two evil slaves in front even left the girl, and each pulled out the iron ruler from his waist.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Feng subconsciously took a step back, raised his right hand and stepped forward, and suddenly, as if wiping away the water vapor on the glass window, with the shaking of his palm, a bright window appeared out of thin air, and inside was a row of things like knife handles. At this time, the iron ruler in front had already arrived in front of him, he didn't think much about it, grabbed one of the knife handles and jerked it back, the metal cold light in front of him immediately flickered, he immediately waved to the side, and with the sluggish feeling of the sharp weapon slashing on the bone, there was a terrible scream on the opposite side, and the iron ruler that almost smashed on his shoulder fell directly.

Yang Feng looked blankly at his hand.

In his hand was a kitchen bone chopping knife, and the blood-stained knife had a row of Chinese characters stamped with steel on its body.

Kang Mazi brand.

On the ground, there was a half-cut palm and the iron ruler, and the evil slave on the opposite side had fainted to the ground in pain.

Including the fat, the remaining five people on the opposite side all stopped, looking at this scene in amazement, looking at the bone cleaver in his hand, but none of them looked at the strange window in the air, Yang Feng immediately realized that they couldn't see this window.

"Quick, take down this demon! Dog, help me to the Nine Gates Admiral's Yamen. ”

Fat suddenly shouted.

"Demon, demon, you're a monster!"

Yang Feng roared viciously, and threw the bone cleaver over with a flick of his hand.

As a cold light swept through the air, the sharp boning knife hit the fat man's forehead, and in an instant, a third of the blade disappeared, and the fat meat's shout stopped abruptly, and fell backwards to the ground like a heavy noodle pocket.

Almost at the same time, Yang Feng put out the two handles of knives that went straight to the window with both hands.

However, as he drew a chopper with his right hand, his left hand passed through the knife holder at the window as if it were passing through air, and it was clear that this hand could not touch the contents of the contents.

"Demon, demon!"

The remaining four people on the opposite side looked at the kitchen knife that had been added out of thin air in his right hand again, and were directly collapsed by this scene that challenged their worldview, and they screamed without hesitation and scattered.

"Ma, I said I'm not a demon!"

Yang Feng angrily threw the kitchen knife at their backs, and he heard a scream in the darkness, and then there was no more.

And at this time, the darkness around the window in front of him was gradually spreading, and soon it disappeared strangely, and the air returned to normal, obviously this thing has a time limit, Yang Feng looked at his right hand, he didn't know why, there was a golden dragon head alive, and the dragon body extended to the sleeve, he pulled up the sleeve and found that the entire forearm was entwined, like a pillar of a coiling dragon.

He hesitated and stretched out his right hand again to wipe it in the air, and a window of different shapes appeared out of thin air with the wiping of his palm, but instead of a knife holder, it was replaced by a plate of cut ham, and a very small piece of the woman's figure could be seen shaking, he unceremoniously brought the plate together, and then squatted down in front of the girl.

"Did I cross over?"

He picked up a slice of ham in his right hand and said very seriously as he put it in his mouth.

The girl was dazed, it was clear that she couldn't see the dragon.

"Well, what year is it?"

He graciously picked up another slice of ham and put it to the girl's mouth, who also seemed to be very hungry, and immediately bit down after a little hesitation.

"Kang, thirty-nine years of Kangxi."

The girl said after swallowing the ham.

Yang Feng was depressed for a moment.

This is sitting at home with nothing to do, the disaster comes from the sky, thinking that he is just playing games for a long time and the brain is in a coma due to lack of oxygen, and he was in a coma until 1700, this is the time when Mazi is in the middle of the year, the three feudatories were killed, the Zheng family was cleaned up, Geldan was killed, and even the Yaksa was finished, and the common people began to gnaw sweet potatoes and began to eat bran and drink the so-called prosperous era.

In times like this, do you make me rebel? Or is it a rebellion?

Wait a minute, that person just called Admiral Jiumen?

"This is the city of Beijing?"

Looking at the fat meat with a kitchen knife in his head on the ground, he hurriedly asked.

The girl nodded.

"Madamn, run!"

Yang Feng threw away the plate and dragged the girl on the ground, only then did he remember that he didn't know where to run.

"Master, I know where to hide!"

The girl said.

"What's that nonsense!"

Yang Feng dragged her and ran two steps, he couldn't stand her speed, he turned around and picked it up directly and carried it on his shoulder, and under the guidance of the girl, he walked through many muddy and smelly alleys, avoided how many Qing soldiers patrolled the night, and finally came to a ruins overgrown with trees and grass, and then got in.

"Take a break!"

Yang Feng was a little panting and lying on the dry ground and said, a cute little animal not far away glared at him, and the girl knelt beside him silently, beating his leg very gently.

Yang Feng looked at his coiling dragon hand, and then wiped it in the air very casually, and the strange window appeared again, but the contents inside were replaced by a supermarket shelf, obviously this is a parallel space, and his right hand, or the golden dragon on his right hand, can communicate this space, as for whether this thing is science fiction or fantasy, it is not clear for the time being, he remembers that there seemed to be a strange flash outside the window before he fell unconscious, so he didn't know if it was a hallucination at that time.

He put his right hand in, but when he reached almost the whole forearm, he could no longer reach forward, and it was clear that only the front half had this ability.

He shook his head, took out two bottles of juice casually, opened it and gave the girl a bottle, and then tried to put the bottle cap inside, and he could actually put it in, he smiled bitterly, this can be regarded as the welfare of crossing, but there is no need to worry about food and clothing in the future, it is estimated that it is no problem to take some gold and silver from there casually to be a rich man, but the problem now is that he just killed a person, and he is still a flag man.

"What's your name?"

He asked the girl.

"The slave's name is Xiaorou."

The girl said softly and weakly.

Soon Yang Feng asked her identity, her name is Xiaorou, surnamed Lin, her parents died when she was a child, and she was sold by her uncle to a small officer's family in Zhenghuangqi as a maid, and then the young master was the pile of fat meat and wanted to accept her as a room, she ran out of reluctance, and it happened to collide with Yang Feng who came out of thin air.

Now the situation is very clear, we must be able to leave Beijing as quickly as possible, otherwise it will be taken out sooner or later, a Han man killed the banner man, and he is also the young master of the officer family of the three banners, this is okay, I am afraid that now the arrest of Shuntianfu has been dispatched. If those guys who escaped add fuel and vinegar to describe it, I'm afraid that the army of the Admiral of Jiumen should also be dispatched, Mazi is very taboo against this demon-level opponent, at this time, the Qing soldiers have not yet reached the time when they are rotten, how long can they hide in such a big place?

But how to get out of the city needs to be carefully studied.

I'm afraid that tomorrow morning, even my portrait should be posted at the city gates, and there is this little girl by her side, and the fat meat family will definitely send people to squat at the city gates everywhere and wait.

It can be said that it is very difficult to get out of the city, this is the inner city of Beijing, and it is impossible to climb out of the tall city wall, and it is estimated that it is impossible for him to kill a bloody way with his small force value, in short, I am afraid that he will really face the danger of his life next, unless he leaves Xiaorou, but she is caught, there is only a dead end, such a tender little girl, he really can't have such a ruthless heart.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Xiao Rou again, although she was a little younger, but she was obviously still a beauty embryo, fortunately it didn't fall into the fat hands, just this soft and weak little body, the more than 200 catties had to be crushed to death.

"Master, are you an immortal?"

Xiao Rou asked slightly shyly while pounding his legs.

"No, I'm a demon."

Yang Feng said seriously.