Chapter 1 Crossing the First Sino-Japanese War
"Boom ---!"
In the evening, the gloomy thunder shook the lonely mountain slightly.
Yang Hao, who was standing on the ladder, looked up when he heard the sound, and saw that the heavy dark clouds pressed down to the top of the mountain, and it seemed that he could reach out and touch the lightning that was swimming in it, and the wind full of damp and cold breath swept from the reservoir in the south, blowing the hair on his exposed arms to stand on end, and a layer of goosebumps.
It seems that a heavy rain is inevitable. This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be many people who are unhappy, and the city's tourism revenue will be greatly affected! However, it seems that this kind of big thing is not his turn to worry about. It's better to concentrate and deal with the trouble in front of you!
Shaking off distracting thoughts, Yang Hao lowered his head, looked through the explosion-proof mask, stared extremely unkindly at the courtyard wall full of glass ballast, held a cigarette obliquely in his mouth, and deliberately put on a posture of "I am on the mixed road".
The thin young man with yellow hair slanted upwards, pointing at Yang Hao and shouting: "Boy! Go back and tell your lord, if you don't move out before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, don't blame us for being polite! ā
"What's the rule? Putting poisonous snakes? Splashing pig blood? Touching in the middle of the night to tie someone up? Or arson? Smoky? Take a bulldozer arch? ā
Yang Hao is very dissatisfied with the statement of "calling an adult", but he has been working for more than a year after graduating from college, and you can see that my face is tender through the helmet? Therefore, his words inevitably brought a sense of unhappiness.
The little boss gave him a piercing look in the eyes, which was quite uncomfortable. The answer is so tough, and the feelings are not afraid of yourself at all! Causing some damage to his self-confidence, he decided to show some persuasive momentum.
"Phew" spit out the cigarette butt that was about to reach the filter, pulled his sleeves to show a little out-of-shape tattoo, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter?" Still want to violently resist the law? I sue you boy....... ā
As he spoke, he stepped forward, and saw Yang Hao's arm hidden behind the wall suddenly raised, holding a three-arrow repeating crossbow, looking through the scope in a standard gun posture, aiming at his eyebrows, putting his fingers on the trigger guard, and scolding: "Stand back!" Don't cross the cordon! ā
"I'm cĒo! What's the situation?! ā
The little leader screamed, dodged back three meters away, swept the corner of his eye, and the ground where the cigarette butt was lying was really painted with a lime white line, but it was a little mutilated by the wind.
However, he has seen this kind of violent confrontation scene for many people, which one started to coax, and in the end he was as honest as his grandson? Let a little fart child be scared and run around, which makes the brothers see it, it's a shame!
The little boss became more and more annoyed, crossed the white gray line with a big stride, and glared at Yang Hao with bared teeth: "The master stepped on it, do you kid dare to shoot?" Come on, hit here! His fingers poked into his ribbed chest.
The corners of Yang Hao's mouth grinned, revealing two rows of Bai Sensen's good teeth, pressed the big crossbow down, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Whew!" A black light pierced between the opponent's legs like lightning, pressing the white line into the gravel floor, and only less than an inch was exposed.
The little boss hit the crotch of his pants with a splashed pebble, looked down at the tail of the crossbow arrow, and almost urinated on the spot!
With a strange scream, he turned his head and ran, ran out of forty or fifty meters, turned around and jumped to his feet and scolded: "his uncle!" Grandpa is going to clean you up hard, and your surname will be ...... in the next life. ā
Before he finished shouting, Yang Hao raised his hand and used another crossbow, and the 14.5cm-long hunting arrow grazed his right foot and hit a pillow-sized stone, and the splinters that collided and splashed cut his calf, and blood leaked out when he landed.
"The effective range of my crossbow is 100 meters, you can run a little farther!"
Yang Hao's clear shout came through the strong wind, and the little leader didn't say a word, and even jumped and ran away.
"Phew! With this little guts, you dare to call yourself a blackman? Litter! ā
Yang Hao got down the ladder and saw that outside the door of the hall, his father Yang Haiwei was holding a bird gun, his slightly fat body was as upright as a pine, and he said calmly: "The wind is too strong, your crossbow is more than fifty meters and it will be difficult to control the spread, what should I do if I really shoot?" ā
Yang Haoman didn't care: "Who asked him to forcibly demolish our house?" If you dare to do bad things, you must have the consciousness of being beaten! Dad, didn't you take out all of Grandpa's shotguns too? Are you going to reload? ā
Yang Haiwei raised his hand and knocked on his helmet: "You can toss!" Go back to the house. Within two hours, they did not dare to come up. ā
Entering the house and closing the door, the roar of the 5kw gasoline generator outside is isolated.
The hall is brightly lit, next to the one-meter-high water tank, the tower chassis on the Eight Immortals table vibrates slightly, and the 19-inch CRT monitor is cut into six screens, reflecting the scene outside the courtyard wall in real time, especially the two hemispherical cameras with PTZ on the roof, which are condescending and control the overall situation.
The old man, who is nearly seventy years old, sat in the east room, with his face facing the screen, and praised: "People now are really capable!" With this thing, it's hard for those bunnies outside to get their hands dirty! Xiao Hao, this thing is well done! ā
The grandmother who was sitting on the insole on the kang next to her looked at him through the upper frame of her reading glasses and said: "You dead old man said it lightly, it is not easy for children to earn some money, and your stubborn donkey's temper is all ruined!" ā
Grandpa slapped the table and said with a full temperament: "Lao Tzu just doesn't accept it, why do they want to demolish our house?" I thought that at the beginning, let's get out of the old house and run to the halfway up the mountain where the rabbit doesn't to build a house, so as not to cause a little trouble to the organization. That's enough style, right? Look at those bastards, in order to engage in some kind of bullshit golf club, the whole village is gone, not to mention, my house, he dares to be an illegal building, and he doesn't give a penny. Why?! Lao Tzu fought the world with blood and sweat back then, just for a group of turtle grandsons to occupy thousands of acres of land to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble? ā
Yang Hao took off his helmet, sat down sideways, took a sip of the teacup, wiped his mouth and said: "Grandpa, the times are different, your set of selfless concepts has long been ignored, and now what you advocate is to look at money!" ā
"Don't forget your roots! If this continues, how will the party's prestige be maintained? Do you still want a mass base? ā
Grandpa slapped the table repeatedly, shaking the cups and plates, and Mother Yang next to him hurriedly held on, sighed softly, and did not speak.
The sister-in-law next to her said bluntly: "Dad! Your village party secretary hasn't been working for more than ten years, why do you care so much! If you want me to say, don't be angry with them, you can move to me with your mother. Anyway, I live alone. ā
"I'm not going! I'll just sit here and see if they dare to push the bulldozer over me! Dog's day, I think back then, the bayonets of the little devils, the guns of the reactionaries were not afraid, and they were afraid of a bunch of gangsters?! ā
Grandpa stiffened his neck, angry, and looked like he didn't eat oil and salt.
A few juniors didn't speak, and the grandmother put down the insoles and sighed: "Just to follow your temperament, the children don't even go to class." I've heard that if you don't agree, the work of Triton and Ailan will be affected. They are state-owned enterprises, and the leaders above will press them down, and a word can make you step aside. Triton is a non-fighting character, and he has to suffer! ā
A trace of gloom flashed on Grandpa's face, but he couldn't turn the bend in his heart, sighed, picked up a two-two wine cup and dried it up.
Mother Yang Song Ailan only then opened her mouth to greet: "Okay, okay." Anyway, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, eat and drink first, and discuss slowly. It's a pity that Haitao's family didn't come back, or it could have been more lively. ā
Grandpa was angry and scolded: "Don't mention the second bastard!" There is no place like me! Who doesn't come back for a reunion during the holidays? It's better for him to let the loser's wife take a trip abroad?! I really don't know what my surname is when I have two sassy money! ā
Knowing that the old man was angry, he lit the fire, and Yang Hao, who had always jumped out, didn't dare to talk nonsense, this meal was hastily eaten, and he casually pulled a few chopsticks and ended hastily.
When Yang's mother and sister-in-law cleaned up the table and brewed locally produced green tea, grandpa smacked the dry tobacco for a long time, and finally sighed: "Forget it!" The thin arms can't twist the thighs, and Lao Tzu is not too rare to talk to them. Let's go, follow me to the courtyard to put incense on the pillars, worship it, and go down the mountain tomorrow! ā
The adults breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Hao couldn't help but feel a little regretful, he spent all his savings and prepared so many guys, he originally wanted to do a big job, but now it looks useless.
I carried a table with my father and put it in the middle of the courtyard, and put on a copy of the Yanhuang Ding that he got back from the island city as an incense burner, and the four plates were filled with sacrifices and lined up, and the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren were divided into men and women, and they respectfully offered incense and saluted.
The tradition of the Chinese for thousands of years is to respect the heavens and the ancestors. The ritual that the Yang family has been inheriting, every big festival, when the family reunites, to pay tribute to the ancestors, do not forget the roots.
Yang Hao, as the eldest grandson, ranks third.
He is honest and meticulous in this regard. No matter how many years the ancestors have been gone, the tomb is still there, since the bloodline is inherited in the body, it is always right to be respectful.
After the incense was finished and the whole family saluted together, the thunder that had been brewing all day finally broke out!
There was an earth-shattering bang, and a wrist-thick lightning bolt slashed down, hitting the six-inch diameter Yan Huang Ding! The cold light illuminated the courtyard of the Yang family as bright as day, and the whole family was at a loss in front of them, unable to hear or see anything.
This scene happened to be seen clearly by a group of cats at the bottom of the mountain, tiptoeing up lightly, the fat and strong captain was shocked by the thunder, stepped on the air, poofed the ground, knocked off two front teeth on the spot!
The little head next to him who was injured in battle was so stabbed by the electric light that he couldn't open his eyes, and he screamed in horror: "I can't do this job!" The Yang family's house is weird, whoever goes up will be struck by lightning! ā
The other thugs, who were already not very resolute, suddenly had a reason, set up the captain with all hands and feet, turned around and withdrew!
But they didn't see it, the moment the lightning flashed, the Yang family's house disappeared completely for a moment, and then it seemed to return to its original state, and disappeared in the pouring rain that followed.
Deaf and blind, the person loses his balance.
The family hurriedly grabbed each other out, especially supporting the two old men, and I don't know how long it took, but suddenly it was dark in front of them, and the field of vision was restored.
The old man didn't say a word, shook off Yang Hao and Yang Haiwei, and scolded the sky: "This plagued Lei Gong!" You have to chop those bastard kings to death, and throw them on Lao Tzu's head? Well?! That's not right! How did this moon come out? ā
The family looked up, but no, a round moon hung in the middle of the sky, clear and bright, sprinkled all over the yard, not at all the dark clouds in the sky, thunder and lightning roaring!
It's weird. Yang Haiwei, who was born in the military, was stunned for a moment, suddenly reacted, and said in a deep voice: "The height of the moon is not right!" And the starry sky is not what autumn looks like, more like spring! ā
"Really? We're not going to cross over, are we?! ā
Yang Hao's thinking can be described as active, recently he has been chasing a few time travel novels, and he also fantasizes that when he wakes up in a certain dynasty, he will let go of the anger of Wang Ba, and countless celebrities will bow their heads. The so-called awakening to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, and good men fighting in all directions, that is called this life in vain.
It's more than he fights wits and courage with a group of computer-blind customers all day long, and he can't close a few orders in the end, which is dripping with joy!
He couldn't wait to rush back into the house, took out a bright searchlight, climbed the ladder and swept out half a circle from the wall, and suddenly exclaimed: "The demolished houses in the village down are gone!" There are no lights in those villages to the south! And also...... The reservoir is gone! There is only one river left! Hahaha, we're really wearing it! ā
Yang Hao happily ran back, but was knocked on the head by his grandfather who raised his hand and scolded: "Why are you so excited, bastard?" Maybe it's a ghost hitting the wall! Lao Tzu has never seen anything in his life that he can't wear. ā
The old man was born in the children's group, and he dealt with the little devils with his bare buttocks, and when he was a little older, he followed the front to deal with the People's Party, and it was decades of repeated tossing and turning after liberation, and he didn't know how much he had seen the big winds and waves, and he never wavered in his belief in atheism.
Yang Hao took out his mobile phone with a smile and handed it over: "Look, there is no signal at all!" And I guess the TV must be full of snowflakes too! ā
"Maybe it's thunder?" Grandpa turned his head and asked Yang Haiwei, "Isn't there any interference or anything like that now!" ā
"Electromagnetic interference. But it doesn't feel like it, our phones are fine, the generator and light bulb are fine, and the computer is not damaged by the shock, which can be ruled out. ā
Yang Haiwei quickly sorted out various details and came to a meticulous conclusion.
The old man was decisive and waved his big hand: "No matter what, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, so it is serious to make adequate preparations first and stabilize the position." ā
The family immediately began to clean up the stall and move the table offerings into the house.
Yang Hao went to hold the Ding furnace with both hands, and as soon as he touched it, he saw that the imitation Yan Huang Ding's body flashed with electric light, and a magnificent golden light burst out, enveloping him in it, and a vast and magnificent will instantly instilled countless information into his head, and his head swelled, and he was stunned on the spot!
This scene can scare the Yang family a lot! The old man hurriedly shouted: "Oops! Did you call the electricity? Get him out of the way! ā
The scene where the lightning struck just now was real. Yang Haiwei walked over with an arrow, and when he raised his foot, he kicked the person who was electrocuted --- who touched him was unlucky, whether it was in the army or in the current unit security department, he had dealt with similar accidents.
Seeing that he was about to kick it, Yan Huangding's golden light dispersed, Yang Hao jumped more than two meters away with a strange scream, just dodged, and laughed with both hands: "It's gone!" It's sent! We're going to make a big deal this time! ā
Yang Haiwei grabbed his arm, took a closer look, and it was intact, but in the palm of his hand, there seemed to be a ding mark looming, and he hurriedly asked, "Do you have any questions?" What is the situation? ā
Yang Hao's eyes lit up, and he pointed at Yan Huang Ding and said to everyone: "Dad! Grandfather! Our family has given the manifestation of the thunder split! Now, the whole yard is ...... another time and space. ā
The information that Yan Huangding instilled in him was much more complicated, and Yang Hao sorted out a few main items. First of all, the Yang family's respectful worship for generations has accumulated to a certain extent, which has touched the will of Haotian, which has been inherited by the Yan and Huang of this world for thousands of years, so part of the information fed back to them through that thunder and imitation Ding furnace.
With the help of the Ding Furnace with magical power, the whole house was pulled into the crack of time and space, and it was embodied in another time and space, March 21, 1894, the fifteenth day of the second lunar month.
Of course, it does not mean that in 2007 the house of this world disappeared, but that two inter-projected beings were formed. Including the non-living property that belongs to Yang Hao's name in the future, it will exist in two time and space at the same time in this way. No matter which side of the wear and tear, it will also affect the body, which is the principle of balance.
Those who have been recognized by the time-space imprint of Yan Huang Ding can use their power to travel between the two worlds. And the reason why it came to 1894 was because it was touched by Yang Hao's whimsy, which was actually in line with the wishes of hundreds of millions of people in Haotian's will.
Speaking of this, the old man sighed sincerely: "It is said that people are watching the sky, I never thought about the ancestors appearing and blessing, but stick to the tradition and do not forget the fundamental approach, and it is true!" We Chinese, no matter what year and month, where, we can't forget the classics! Good! ā
The rest of the people all looked at their palms, men on the left and women on the right, and sure enough, there was a looming imprint, only Yang Hao had both hands, which was obviously directly related to his dominance from beginning to end.
Respectfully moved Yan Huangding back to the middle of the hall to offer, and Yang Haiwei proposed to go out to investigate. Sitting at home and figuring out the situation, the best thing to do is to go out and touch it yourself. He was born in the Marine Corps, and after being a soldier for so many years, it has become almost instinctive to grasp intelligence and reconnoiter the enemy's situation.
He picked up a steel fork, Yang Hao picked up a crossbow with a tactical flashlight, opened the gate, and searched down the mountain together.
The old man's house was built halfway up the mountain, with a steep slope of a hill not more than 100 meters above sea level, with a few small fields open horizontally and vertically below, and a winding path that could only run three wheels along the ditch to the village in the southeast corner.
But now, as soon as they went out of the door, they crossed the mottled white-gray line, and the path was completely gone. On the slope below, which should be bare, there is a large area of vegetation! The sparse black locust, the stout pine trees, the low bour, the clumps of sour dates, and the thick meadows that begin to sprout buds all show a primordial taste that is rarely visited!
Could it really be that ridiculous? A family even a house, all changed time and space?
Yang Haiwei's mood suddenly became much more complicated. From the bottom of his heart, he was not happy to believe that he would encounter such a strange situation that was completely beyond his control, and he knew that without the original environment, it would be difficult for him to protect all his family members on his own. But this is the responsibility he must bear.
Yang Hao didn't have so many ideas, he walked ahead excitedly, according to the standard posture of marching in the mountains and forests trained by his father since he was a child, he lowered the crossbow, and carefully observed the fan-shaped area in front with the help of the reflected afterglow of the flashlight. Every trace of abnormality he observed made him more and more excited!
Just a hundred meters later, another broken slope appeared in front of me, looking far away, between several incoherent soil ridges, a small river flowed loudly, the flashlight swept by, reflecting the sparkling waves.
Suddenly, I heard someone shouting in Langya dialect: "Second master! There's a light ahead! Could it be a ghost fire? ā
Yang Hao's spirits perked up: "Someone! "PS: Today is the 120th anniversary of the First Sino-Japanese Battle of Dadonggou, and it is worth 918, and I would like to use this article to pay tribute to those martyrs who fought bloodily and bravely for the country and the nation. Don't forget the national shame, our generation should be self-reliant.