"It was really a broomstick star that smashed into ...... The kid's head? ”

"Where can there be a fake, I saw it with my own eyes, when the broom star fell, I was still wondering if this was a mourning star, I never thought about it, so I smashed it on that kid, ha, yes, God looked at that kid unpleasantly, but unfortunately it was a star that fell, not a thunderbolt, otherwise I would have to chop that kid to the bones!"

"Even if the bones are gone, those children in the third room will not be your turn."

"Yes...... However, life is getting more and more difficult now. ”

The sound of the two talking gradually faded away, and the little girl who heard the sound behind her took a sip, and her little face was unhappy.

Passing through the narrow aisle, the little girl paused as she entered the side door, raised her little face with some concern, and sighed towards the dusty corner of the sky. Then she stepped through the small door.

This small courtyard with two entrances looks very deserted, and it is empty everywhere. The little girl turned back and locked the side door, hurried her feet, put the basket in her hand by the well, and went into the house lightly.

The room was dark, and the little girl had just come in from outside, and her eyes were not ready for a moment, so she fumbled to push the window up, hooked it with a hook, and when she turned around, she saw a figure.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The two men shouted almost at the same time.

"Eleven Lang!"

"Daughter!"

Another shout in unison.

A mist in the little girl's eyes came up, she originally heard people talking about her own Xiao Langjun outside, she just didn't like it in her heart, but now she came back to Xiao Langjun like this - is it really as some people say, Xiao Langjun has fallen into the evil?

"Eleven Lang, you ...... How are you? ”

The boy threw the stick back to the bed, and stared at the little girl for a long time, this was not his own daughter, not the daughter who was born at the most frustrating time of his life and brought him countless joys and happiness...... She is an ancient.

Wait, she's an ancient?

The boy took two steps back and sat down on the bed weakly: the ancients!

His mind was full of thoughts, and then the boy heard a loud cry, and the little girl hid her face and wept, which made the boy's heart soften.

own daughter...... I didn't cry so much when I was so old.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying in such a hurry?" The boy habitually wanted to fumble for the cigarette in his pocket, and then realized that in his era, I am afraid that there was no such a foreign luxury as cigarettes, he sighed and said.

The self in this world is not dead, but the self in the other world is ...... I'm afraid I'm too dead to die anymore, my daughter has no relatives around her, and she has fought for a lifetime, and in the end, she has left nothing for her daughter.

As soon as he spoke, the girl covered his mouth with her little hand.

"Eleven Lang, don't talk about this kind of ...... Unlucky words! She looked at the young man with a nervous expression: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable bless, quickly spit on the ground!" ”

The girl's dark eyes were so bright that he couldn't help but do what she asked.

"Eleven Lang, you really collided with the demon, otherwise why are you so weird?" The girl asked with another handful of tears and a whimper.

"Demons?" Eleven Lang muttered, and then laughed dumbly: "There is no demon, I met an immortal." ”

He is not the kind of hairy boy who panics when he encounters trouble, and now he basically understands the situation he is facing.

Thanks to the blessing of those women's favorite time-traveling dramas, he probably wore it into a certain period of history and became the "Eleven Lang" that the girl said. It's just that he has no memories of the past of this "Eleven Lang" at all, and even the girl in front of him has no other impression except that she feels like her own daughter.

This is a bit of a pitfall.,Isn't it the legend that there will be a fragment of the memory of the previous owner of the body after crossing over.,But you can't turn over anything useful for what you're doing?

"Met an immortal? It's true? The girl's eyes widened.

She stared, her little nose furrowed a little, and this look was almost exactly the same as that of her daughter. "Eleven Lang" watched intently, and a tenderness floated in his heart.

"Hehe, what's your name?"

"Eleven Lang...... You, you...... Are you possessed by a youkai? ”

"Huh? What do you mean by that? ”

"If you weren't possessed by a youkai, why wouldn't you even remember my name?"

"This ...... If you are possessed by a monster, how can you not even know your name? ”

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, but what Eleven Lang said was the same. On that day, he was hit by a star falling from the sky, and he fell unconscious, and Lang Zhong said that he was awake, and he could also suffer from soul loss. Na Langzhong's identity is different, it is said that he is a disciple of Sun Shenxian, what he said must be right.

"Lang Jun, your surname is Ye, your single name is Chang, and you are from Wu Zepi in Xiuwu County...... Lang Jun, do you remember? ”

Wu Zepi, Xiuwu County, I have never heard of this place name, "Eleven Lang" scratched his head: "Say more, maybe I will remember." ”

The little girl didn't doubt him, so she began to say again: "Lang Jun is the only son of the third branch of the Ye family, and the old man thinks about ......it."

Speaking of this, she hesitated a little and glanced at "Eleven Lang".

Although Eleven Lang is now a teenager in appearance, his heart is much richer. He originally worked as a volunteer teacher, and taught books in the big ravine for six years, from language mathematics in primary school to physics and chemistry in junior high school; Later, he set up a small workshop, wanted to drive the villagers to get rich, and after returning to the city, he became a white-collar worker in the company and started his own business. This rich experience allowed him to see from the little girl's brief expression that his relationship with his father was not very harmonious.

"The slave's name is Xiang'er, and she is Lang Jun's rough maid ring, does Lang Jun remember it?"

"Xiang'er, I seem to have some impressions." "Eleven Lang" stroked his forehead with his hand: "If you say it again, if you say it again, maybe I will remember." ”

"Lang Jun was born in the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan, seventeen this year, because he has not yet reached the crown, so there is no word yet."

The little girl's voice is crisp and slightly glutinous, which makes people very comfortable to listen to. Eleven Lang frowned, and he heard a key word: Kaiyuan.

"What do I remember...... Are we under the rule of the Tang Dynasty? He asked, "Today's son, but the son of Emperor Ruizong?" ”

"It's the Tang Dynasty, what is Emperor Ruizong?" Hibiki's eyes widened.

Shi Lang knocked his head lightly, this is not the later generation of developed information, this is the ancient times when the news was closed, Wu Ze, who is so old and has no name in history, where will she know who the last emperor is.

"Seventeen years old, born in the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan, this seventeen years old should be a virtual age, that is, the thirtieth year of Kaiyuan...... Kaiyuan has not been thirty years old, and this year should be ...... The first year of Tianbao? Eleven Lang had some understanding of the history of the Tang Dynasty, and after pondering for a while, he asked, "Now is the first year of Tianbao?" ”

"I heard that it was changed to Tianbao, Lang Jun, do you remember everything?"

Shi Lang took a breath of cold air, and sure enough, it was the Tianbao period, the time of the Tang Dynasty, the end of the reign of Xuanzong Li Longji, the key time for the Tang Dynasty to turn from prosperity to decline, and it was also the key time for Yanhuang to turn from outward development to introverted contraction.

This is the best era, the best artists in the palace compose dances and dances, the greatest poets roam the world, and ambitious heroes have entered the examination room of the imperial examination; This is also the worst era, the seeds of prosperity and decline have been planted, the source of unrest has taken shape on the border, and the two defeats in the northwest and the north have planted the cage that trapped the Chinese civilization.

However, this thought only circled around Eleven's mind for a while, and then it was deeply hidden.

His inner age is no longer a young man who is easily impulsive and hot-blooded, and he has long lost his ambitions. Now it's not about thinking about those things, it's about understanding the real environment you're in and thinking about how you're going to survive.

This is not the harmonious and prosperous era that was generally stable and safe although it was full of holes, and if there was a little carelessness in this era, the patriarch of the clan, the heroic power in the countryside, the officials of the county government, and the lord in the government could all take his life.

Even if you don't meet **, judging from the situation at home, if you encounter a natural disaster, your ability to resist is not strong.

Eleven Lang was thinking about these in his heart, and Xiang'er saw that he was stunned, thinking that he was sick again, and tears suddenly welled up again.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm just thinking about what you said, see if I can remember." Seeing the little girl's concern, Eleven Lang gently touched her head, as if in another time and space, touching his daughter's forehead.

This action startled the little girl, but it also stopped her crying, and she began to speak again.

After all, the little girl is young and has little knowledge, and she didn't notice anything from Eleven Lang's strange appearance, she chattered and spoke incoherently, but Eleven Lang still knew her general situation from her mouth.

The Ye family is the largest family in Wu Zepi, and half of the more than 80 households in Wu Ze are surnamed Ye, which was originally an ancestor and is divided into four rooms. Eleven Lang belongs to three rooms, but the family is sparse, only father and son. His father, Ye Si, is away all the year round, and it is said that he worked as a shopkeeper in Luoyang, the eastern capital, and took care of a shop, so busy that he hadn't returned home for three years. Many people said that he had made a fortune abroad, and he was afraid that he would be remembered when he returned home, so he was reluctant to come back.

From Xiao Xiang'er's words, Eleven Lang could think that his relationship with that father was not very harmonious. If they are close, how can a father and a son not see each other for three years.

Xiang'er talked for a while, but saw that Shiyi Lang still didn't think of anything, just sat there in a daze, so he reached out and touched his forehead again, and found that his head was not hot, Xiang'er said to herself: "I must be hungry, I'll go cook some corn porridge for Lang Jun." ”

Feeling that her fingers were a little rough, not quite like the tender hands of a young girl of this age, Eleven Lang reached out and grabbed her hand, and only let go of her hand when he saw the scars and calluses on her fingers.

Xiang'er was still young, and he grabbed his hand, but he couldn't help but be shy, and after he let go, he turned around and ran quickly, and the small broken steps ran out.

The girl of this era has not been completely tied hand and foot, and a little girl like Xiang'er is even more lively, and in a blink of an eye, she is busy in the small courtyard, and Eleven Lang also heard her singing slang softly.

Obviously, her "improvement" made her feel very happy.

This made Eleven Lang feel a strong family affection, he is this kind of person, others treat him well, he will inevitably repay him twice.

It didn't take long for a strange fragrance to come in with the smell of charcoal when the firewood was burning, and when he smelled this smell, Eleven Lang felt very relaxed, and he leaned against the wall and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The aroma of corn porridge grew stronger and stronger, but just as Xiang'er was washing the dishes and preparing to serve them, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Is it out of breath, is the old eleven out of breath? No one survived the broomstick star...... Xiang'er, you dead girl, you dare to hide here and steal food! ”

A sharp female voice sounded, and Eleven Lang frowned slightly: This woman is not a good thing when she hears her voice, and Xiang'er is his person, why should others scold?

Xiang'er in the courtyard turned pale, and looked at the woman who was scolding with her hands on her hips.

"This lazy and gluttonous little slut will have to be sold sooner or later, lest he do something unseemly......"

The woman pressed over as she spoke, grabbed a broom, raised it and struck at Xiang'er.

"Bang", the broom hit a person's body, but it was not Xiang'er, Eleven Lang stood between the woman and Xiang'er, stretched out his arm to block the broom.

Xiang'er looked at the back of Eleven Lang, who was blocking the broom for herself, and her face moved slightly.

This...... Is it still the usual cowardly Eleven?

And the snarky woman also showed a surprised expression at this time, looked at Eleven Lang, and said after a while: "Hey, you...... Are you awake? ”

Eleven Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was so deep that it made the snarky woman feel afraid.

"Xiang'er is my person, it's not your turn to teach you a lesson." Eleven Lang ignored the woman's question: "Now, you go out." ”

"What did you say?" The woman's eyebrows suddenly rose, she didn't expect that this boy, who had only been a whisperer in the past, would dare to say such a thing to herself!

"Get out."

Eleven Lang said coldly.

This woman is noisy, he can not care, even scolding, he can laugh at it, but if he wants to start, he can't tolerate it. Don't say that there is nothing wrong with Xiang'er, even if there is a mistake, it should be criticized and disciplined by his own master, and it is not the turn of others to do anything.

"You tell me to get out, do you dare to tell the old lady to get out?" When the woman heard this, she immediately shouted: "The old lady heard that your broom star was smashed by the broom star, and she came to see you kindly, and you treated the old lady like this?" You little animal with a mother and no father......"

"Smack!"

The woman's scolding was gagged back into her mouth, for a pickaxe had almost been shoved into her mouth in front of her.

"You...... You...... How dare you do this to me? ”

"Hehe, you can try it, I dare to use this hoe to smash your full mouth." Eleven Lang laughed.