Chapter 2: A Knife Triggers a Game (Part II)

It all started a month ago.

At the moment of disappearance, Lin Feng's first thoughts were not whether I had crossed over or whether I was dead, but whether he would be like Gandalf in "The Lord of the Rings" when he upgraded to a white-robed wizard and the male protagonist in "Time Machine" After entering the time machine, he sat back and watched the strange scene of the sea changing in an instant, even if it was a white light.

As a result, nothing. It seems like a moment, and it seems like thousands of years, and time is in a trance. When Lin Feng opened his eyes in disappointment, he found himself wearing a trouser vest and falling under a ruined stone city wall, his right hand still clutching the fruit knife. At the corner of the city wall, a voice could be faintly heard.

The sun was shining but there was no sense of heat, hanging diagonally in the eastern sky, and the mountains not far away were all turquoise, not yet completely shedding the tender colors of early spring. It seems that it should be the morning of mid-spring. At this time, wearing a trouser vest was obviously a little too advanced, and it was really a little cold when the wind blew, Lin Feng folded his arms and quickly ran along the collapsed city wall to the city stomp at the corner of the city wall.

In front of me to the right is a continuous low mountain, which is a piece of green, and the tree species is very similar to rosewood, except for the extended city wall, there are no buildings in sight, and there are no human tracks. Lin Feng turned his head to the left, and his heart suddenly sighed: a wide river flowed quietly, and ancient buildings of varying heights were scattered scattered on the bank, wide and heavy, and richly decorated; On the riverside and on the river, beautiful boats were moored or rocking slowly, and there was a faint sound of singing, which was very beautiful but had a strange rhythm.

Did it really cross over? Lin Feng was unwilling, turned his head to the back of his body, and suddenly froze: not far to the south, there was a continuous and wide city wall, on which soldiers patrolled from time to time. The buildings in the city are of varying heights, extending into the distance, all of which are cornices and arches!

What dynasty? What's the situation? Lin Feng couldn't tell how he should feel now. At this time, the voice of the voice was getting closer and closer, it was a man and a woman.

"Cousin, there's nothing to see in this stone town, why don't we go to the Qinhuai River? I'm a little tired from climbing! The woman's voice sounded very good, and Lin Feng could barely understand it.

"It's coming soon. Cousin, you don't know anything. In that year, Sun Quan of Wu Guo changed the Moling Tomb to Jianye, and built a stone town in Qingliang Mountain, and the stone town has continued to the present. Li Taibai of the previous dynasty once wrote "Jinling Song Farewell to Fan Yi": "The stone instigates the beetle like a tiger, and Ling Bo wants to go to the Cangjiang River." Zhongshan Longpan castrated, and the delicate spirit was divided into Liyang trees. That's what you mean by Stone Town. ”

The Tang Dynasty in which Li Bai and Li Taibai were born is called the former dynasty, is it now the period of five dynasties and ten kingdoms? As a history student at a prestigious university in later generations, Lin Feng was known for his strong memory and well-read books, and once boasted of being "the most senior bookworm in the liberal arts library".

Lin Feng hurriedly hid behind the city stomping and listened carefully to the conversation between the man and the woman.

"Cousin, you have such a good memory!" The woman praised.

After receiving the praise, the man became more and more pretentious: "In the past, this stone city was a famous military fortress, and Wu, Jin, and Wei all fought big battles here. Later, when the Great Continent moved west, Stone Town became less important. Until my Tang Dynasty built this Jinling New Town, this stone city was completely abandoned. ”

I Tang Dynasty? It seems that this era is the Southern Tang Dynasty in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and at the foot is its capital Jinling, but I don't know who is ruling now? Li Yu, Li Jing or Li Yu? Anyway, there are only three emperors in the Southern Tang Dynasty, even if you add Li Yu's fifth brother, the short-lived half-year emperor Li Hongji, there are only four emperors. Lin Feng forgot about the coldness on his body for a moment and sounded more carefully.

"Cousin, let's climb the city wall together, we can watch the Qinhuai River." The man's voice came.

"Alright then, you'll have to buy some more five-colored cakes when you get down the mountain later." The woman said coquettishly.

"Okay, good, good, it's a trivial matter, don't care if you eat enough, give me your hand, these wall tiles are not very stable." The man's voice grew closer.

This section of the city wall is still intact in this corner, the place is large, and the sight is good, they will definitely come here. As soon as Lin Feng lowered his head, he saw his clothes from a thousand years ago, and reached out to touch his hairstyle, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Lin Feng quickly made a move, used a fruit knife to cut a few times on the top of the vest pants, cut the clothes into strips, grabbed a handful of soil on the ground, wiped it on his face and hair, wrapped the knife with the hem of the vest, rolled it inward twice, and hid it. Then he stood up and groaned:

"On the stone city, looking at the sky is low, and there is nothing in the eyes. Pointing out that the six dynasties are victorious, only the green mountains are like walls. Covering the sun and the flag, even the clouds and trees, the white bone powder is like snow. A river north and south, how many heroes are consumed. ”

This is the work of the famous poet Sadu Thorn of the Yuan Dynasty who landed on the stone city, and Lin Feng began the first poetry plagiarism after crossing over.

The sudden sound startled the man and woman who were climbing the wall, and the woman hurriedly hid behind her cousin.

"You...... You...... Who are you? Hey, a river north and south, how many heroes are consumed. What a poem! Who the hell are you, and why are you wearing such strange clothes? The man opened his hands and protected his cousin behind him, but his first reaction was that this man had written good poetry.

"Hello both. In the next is a person from Xingzhou, who admires the literary style of the Tang Dynasty, and specially went to Tang to take the exam. Earlier, when I was climbing the mountain, I ran into two streamers, snatched my clothes and belongings, pushed me a few times, and even scratched my clothes. In desperation, he made fun of the suffering, wrote a poem, and casually laughed at himself as a hero who was consumed by the river. Lin Feng seriously fictionalized the story of a victim.

"Cousin, he is a Confucian student, he shouldn't be a bad person, don't you also say that he writes good poems?" The woman spun out from behind her cousin, about 15 years old, fair-skinned, and a little more beautiful. Because in the face of a man who was almost half-naked, her face was a little red, but she didn't deliberately dodge. It seems that at this time, the Tang Dynasty is not far away, and the open and bold social atmosphere is still there.

"Someone snatching something? I can't imagine that such a thing happened in my Tang Capital. It's lawless! The man was furious.

"A penny is hard to beat a hero. At first glance, the two of them are rich and noble, righteous and good people. If you take the liberty of the next day, can you borrow a little money and let you buy a piece of thin cedar, and he will return it twice as much as he will return. Lin Feng explained the purpose of the conversation.

"This ......" The man hesitated a little, and suddenly a person popped out inexplicably, although the poem can be written, but it feels so strange?

"Cousin, didn't we have a few extra pieces of clothing on the carriage, which we just took off when we went up the mountain? Otherwise, let's give him one. The woman seemed to be a kind person, and she couldn't help but say.

"This girl is wise and generous, and I will remember it below." Lin Feng took a long stroke, and the strips of clothes on his body shook in the breeze, looking very funny. The woman laughed out loud.

"Since my cousin agreed, okay." The man hesitated to agree.

"Then let's go down the mountain now, we've seen the scenery. This scholar is just in time to go down the mountain with us. The woman didn't seem to like the scenery and hurried down the mountain.

"In the north, I heard that the Jinling of the Tang Dynasty, the cultural relics of the crown, the most prosperous Jiangnan, the literary style, the first in the sea. Although I met Xiaoxiao, I saw two beautiful people, and it was not worth the trip. In order to cover his clothes and sneak into the city by the way, Lin Feng began to sacrifice sycophants**.

Thousands of clothes are not worn. Because the man was in front of the person he liked, he was naturally very praised by this sentence: "Brother Tai is polite." Under Li Peiming, when he usually sees a martyred scholar, he will definitely not abandon it. ”

"Brother Li, please first." Sending the Buddha to the west, Lin Feng put his posture to the lowest and turned sideways to let Li Peiming and the two go first. There is no way, this dress is really unsightly, and in layman's terms, it affects the cityscape very much.

Along the way, Lin Feng tried his best, flattering and teasing with witty words, which made the woman Chen Feifei laugh non-stop, and the relationship with the two suddenly became much closer.