Dark clouds were pouring down, and the mountains were eclipsed.

It looks like a heavy rain is coming.

At the foot of the sword-like rock, there is a lonely thatched house. A stable attached to a thatched hut with an old horse in the stable.

Chen Nuo, who was also holding a horse in his hand, stopped under the thatched eaves and looked up to see a wooden plank.

The black lacquer mottled wooden board is engraved with the word '驿' in Lishu.

He frowned, and the sound of the old man and his granddaughter could be faintly heard in the room.

He had just seen their grandfather and grandson pull their horses into the stable, and then close the door and enter the house.

All they talk about is commonplace, and there's nothing to hear.

I don't know when the rain fell and fell on Chen Nuo's thin clothes.

Chen Nuo tightened the reins in his hand and was about to leave, but was stopped by a heavy sigh from the old man in the house.

I heard the old man's voice suddenly turn and said leisurely: "Yes, I haven't seen anyone pass by here for a long time, maybe it's really chaotic outside." Ay! Originally, my Han was a good man in the world, but now he is making trouble with the Yellow Turban Thief and Dong Zhuo, can it not be messy?

The world is in chaos, the edict of the imperial court is not working, and there is no correspondence between us and the post stations we set up in the early years. If you can't make it, naturally no one wants to come to this kind of ghost place, where else can you ......?"

The horses behind Chen Nuo were frightened by something, and suddenly raised their two front hooves and neighed, interrupting the conversation in the house.

Chen Nuo's face turned red and he was about to walk away, when the old man in the house had already opened the door and walked out.

The old man was dressed in coarse rags and dressed like a big opera. He also has a spear in his hand, which can be used as an antique for visitors to see in a museum, except that it can be of any practical use.

He glanced at the old man, and saw that the old man's gaze fell on him for a moment, and then stopped at his waist. Chen Nuo followed his eyes, as if only then did he realize that he had a bulging thing hidden around his waist, and he didn't know what it was.

He was wondering, when he saw the old man's eyes suddenly brighten, and he immediately withdrew the spear that was in his body, laughed, and pointed to his waist: "Young man, the wooden slip in your oilcloth package is a document of the imperial court, right?" ”

The old man didn't need him to answer, he immediately called out his granddaughter and said to her excitedly: "Shang'er, Shang'er, it's the Han envoy, it's the Han envoy!" Lo and behold, it was the edict of the imperial court! Haha, I thought that no one would come to this broken post station again, and today, I finally saw my Han's messenger! ”

Chen Nuo looked up and saw that the little girl in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was also dressed in coarse cloth clothes.

Her face was sallow and red, but her eyes were powerful. She has fluffy and long hair, and a wooden hairpin is stuck diagonally behind her hair, which is indescribably ancient and unfamiliar.

Seeing the two of them dressed, Chen Nuo retracted his gaze in disappointment, his head was dizzy, except for being dazed, he was still dazed!

He didn't answer them a word, and they didn't seem to need his answer. At the urging of Xiang'er, the old man took the horse from Chen Nuo's hand and helped lead him to the stable, while she secretly looked at the young man in front of her, and couldn't wait to take him into the house to avoid the rain.

Chen Nuo may have been too tired, and when he saw the corner of the wall, he immediately leaned up: "I want to rest, please don't disturb me." ”

I close my eyes and don't care about anything, I just want to get a good night's sleep. He believes that everything will be fine when he wakes up.

I don't know when a fire rises in the cold and damp room, the light is there, and the heating is there.

Chen Nuo was stimulated by this light, and his eyeballs couldn't help but move in his eyelids, but finally didn't open them.

There was no sound outside, and the wind and rain should have stopped.

Of course, he knew very well in his heart that they had lit a fire in the house, perhaps so that he could get warm and dry his damp clothes earlier. He was grateful, but he didn't want to say a word to them. He really didn't know what to say except for being dazed.

What kind of envoys, what paperwork, what kind of bullshit. Look, here it is again, they are joking again, talking about something eight hundred generations ago, what a big man, what a yellow turban thief, what Dong Zhuo!

Every time Chen Nuo heard a word, it seemed that there were fish bones stuck in his throat and he couldn't pull them out.

What the hell is going on?!

I, I'm Chen Nuo. I'm a good young man in the 21st century, because I climbed back to the mountain, lost my footing, and then woke up like this?! Oh my God, you're making such a fuss!

Another voice seemed to be saying at the same time:

Chen Nuo, who said you weren't Chen Nuo? You are a post envoy, and your task is to send the urgent documents on your body to Jizhou and hand them over to Han Fu!

As if receiving an order, Chen Nuo's hand touched the bulging and cold thing on his waist.

Before, he didn't dare to take a serious look at it, but now, he couldn't help but think in his heart, the inside of this oilcloth is really a wooden tablet, the so-called document in the old man's mouth? Then connect with this strange outfit of yourself, and the horses that come with you, and the people you see in front of you, and what they are talking about, there is no doubt!

My head seems to be about to explode, and I have to admit that I really took away the house and traveled back to the end of the Han Dynasty, and the name of the person who took it was the same as the person who was taken away. It's just that the person who was taken away by himself still has some memories preserved, otherwise he wouldn't know that he was carrying such an urgent paperwork.

I got here all the way in a daze, in order to confirm that nothing strange was happening around him, but seeing that it was confirmed one by one, Chen Nuo really didn't know how to face it.

He was dazed, he was at a loss, he was angry.

But what can be done?

In the end, he couldn't resist the exhaustion and sleepiness, and finally fell asleep in all kinds of entanglements and thousands of unwillingness.

Shivering in his sleep, he was awakened by a chill, and Chen Nuo opened his eyes.

The wet clothes had been baked all night, and they were almost dry, and a gray light came in from outside the door, and the fire had been extinguished. The granddaughter snuggled up to her grandfather and slept sweetly.

No way. None of this is true. I'm going to go out and check it out!

Chen Nuo stood up, glanced at his grandfather, and just wanted to walk away quietly.

"You're so good-looking, will you marry me?"

Chen Nuo was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, the girl was talking in her sleep.

She was so good-looking when she laughed in her dreams. Chen Nuo's heart moved, but he still led his tall horse and quietly left the thatched hut where he had been taken in for one night.

Yesterday's rain only fell for a while, but it made the road much harder. He broke into this strange place yesterday as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't know what was going on all the way.

After resting for a night, breathing in the fresh mountain air, and seeing the steep cliffs around me, my tense nerves relaxed a little, and I couldn't help but think that Montenegro is really a good mountain.

"Montenegro?"

Chen Nuo smiled bitterly, Montenegro, it turns out that the mountain he is walking on at the moment, it is called Montenegro.

Now it is the autumn and July of the second year of Chuping, the battle of the Tiger Prison has passed, and Dong Zhuo is also afraid of the power of the princes, burned Luoyang, moved the capital to Chang'an, and the show has just begun!

"Dong Zhuo?"

For some reason, Dong Zhuo's name flashed in his mind, and it immediately turned into great pain, so that he couldn't continue to think about it.

Chen Nuo turned over and got on the horse, and was amazed that he stepped on the back of the horse so skillfully and drove the horse very skillfully. Although I was a little uncomfortable at first, I had never touched it before.

"Drive!"

Running all the way, when I saw the first village, it was already dawn. But there was not a single person in the village, but the houses collapsed and the corpses were strewn all over the field. Further down, it is still like this, and even halfway through the corpse, the smell of corpses is pungent, and the eagles and sparrows compete to eat carrion.

Chen Nuo was nauseated for a while, looked at the vast front, lost his direction all of a sudden, and lost the courage to continue walking.

How else to prove it? Doesn't that make you believe the facts in front of you?

Chen Nuo looked up to the sky, where am I going? Do you really want to send this Laoshzi wooden slip to Han Fu?

After calming down, Chen Nuo thought of the pair of grandchildren.

He told him in his heart that it was not peaceful, and that he had to arrange a safe place for their grandchildren to live before they could walk away with peace of mind.

Yes, no more hesitation. Chen Nuo led the horse, turned the horse's head, and walked towards the loop.

It is getting closer and closer, but the heart is gradually sinking.

Far away, where the thatched hut was, smoke was already billowing out. When Chen Nuo arrived, it was too late. The thatched huts have burned, the walls have collapsed, and last night's haven is now purgatory on earth.

Even the only old horse in the stable is now just a pile of skeletons, slaughtered and eaten.

On the ground, the rusty spear was stained with blood and broken in two. The old man's body lay beside him.

Where's the girl?

Chen Nuo went crazy and wanted to rush into the fire, trying to find Xiang'er's body. But in the face of the raging fire that was still burning, Chen Nuo's palms were burned, and his clothes were almost burned.

He sat on the mud floor in a decadent manner, closing his eyes and opening them, wishing he were dreaming.

When his eyes were fixed on the muddy earth, he found that there were many chaotic horseshoe prints and footsteps on the ground, and along the tracks, towards the other side of the mountain, his thoughts also spread......

Do you really want to do that?

Chen Nuo shuddered all over his body, and a bold idea popped up.