Today, Jia Rong returned to his place after work from the company as usual, Jia Rong is a company security guard, 22 years old this year, and has just retired from the army. Now he lives a life of repeat every day, boring and often scolded by his boss, as a veteran, it is already very good to have such a job, although he often sighs that life is unwilling, but all he can do is sigh, in the 21st century, where college students are everywhere, he feels that he has such a job is already very good!

Suddenly, he realized that his surroundings were not right, there was no old woman who used to sell fruit nearby, and the old beggar was not there, everything was so quiet and full of weirdness...

The road ahead became barren and green, revealing a sense of desolation.

He looked up and saw an old man plowing the field with a hoe in the distance.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jia Rong came to the old man, looking at his thin and thin figure, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and what was even more strange was that he was wearing clothes that did not fit in with modern people.

Accustomed to all kinds of fashionable and weird modern clothes, he also felt strange, but he felt that it was very strange for an old man to dress like this, but Jia Rong didn't think much about it.

Jia Rong looked at the old man and asked, "Old uncle, where is this?"

The old man kept looking at Jia Rong with his cloudy and wise gaze, and said after a while: I don't know where the son comes from? Where are you going?

Jia Rong felt very awkward when he listened to his tone that was like reading classical Chinese.

But Jia Rong still understood the old man's words, but he didn't answer the old man's question, and the habit he had developed over the years told him that he shouldn't tell this weird old man where he came from. Jia Rong continued to ask: "Old uncle, where is this?"

This time, the old man didn't ask anything, but he still looked at Jia Rong with strange eyes and said: Childe, this is Hechi County, Wuwei County, Xiliang, I don't know what Childe has to say?

Jia Rong scratched his head, showing a confused expression, he didn't know how he came here, he clearly remembered that he was walking to his dormitory, how did he come to Xiliang? Besides, there is no Xiliang near where he lives, and this old man doesn't look like he's lying.

Look at the old man's costume again, wearing a coarse cloth robe, and wearing something on his head I don't know what it is, I didn't think much about it at first, as soon as I contacted the old man's words, plus the old man's dress. He suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, he crossed by himself. But Jia Rong really couldn't accept what he had crossed, so he asked tentatively: I don't know which filming crew you are in? The old man showed a confused look: I don't know what the son's so-called shooting crew is? Little old man has never heard of it!

Jia Rong asked: What era is it now?

The old man said without thinking: It is now the fifth year of light and harmony.

Light and? Light and five years? What do you mean? At this moment, Jia Rong realized that he had crossed over. So Jia Rong learned the tone of the old man and asked: I don't know what dynasty it is now?

The old man looked at Jia Rong with a surprised gaze and said, "Big man."

Dahan Guanghe five years? After thinking about it carefully, Jia Rong was big for a while, and knew that he had come to the Han Dynasty, and it was the most chaotic era in ancient times. The fifth year of Guanghe was 182 AD, and Jia Rong, who was familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms, understood that it was only 2 years before the Yellow Turban Rebellion in history.

After the Three Kingdoms, China's population at that time was not one in ten, and it experienced five chaos in China, which made matters worse.

In my heart, Jia Rong is one of the hundred people who is unwilling to come to this era, and would rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled person.

Jia Rong usually likes to play games such as the Three Kingdoms, and he is very proficient in playing the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the Heroes of the Three Kingdoms, and even the Romance of the Three Kingdoms has been read several times, and he is also familiar with the Three Kingdoms. But familiarity is familiarity, and even if you know history, it is possible that the historical records are not true. What's more, he is still the little butterfly that changed history.

Jia Rong thought for a while and said: "Old uncle, I got lost with my entourage, and I only knew that I was going to visit relatives in a distant place, and begged the old man to take me in for a few days.

The old man showed such an expression, I don't know the surname of the son?

Jia Rongdao: My surname is Jia.

The old man glanced at Jia Rong again, feeling that although he was dressed strangely and said strange things, he was also a talent, not like a bad person, so he nodded and agreed to Jia Rong's request.

Jia Rong said happily: Thank you, uncle! Don't know the name of the old man?

The old man waved his hand and said: It's just a gesture, the son doesn't have to mind, the little old man's surname is Li Mingwang. It's not getting early, so let's go back early. Old man Li walked in front, and Jia Rong followed behind, bowing his head and thinking.

Without saying a word all the way, I came to Old Man Li's residence. The village is very dilapidated, with a few families living in a sparse area; Several children were playing in front of the village, and when they saw Old Man Li, they all greeted him and said, "Hello grandpa." They lived in thatched houses, as if a gust of wind could blow them. In front of the old man's door was a lean horse, and a stone pier was placed, simple but neat. Don't look back at Jia Rong and say: The humble house is shabby, and the son is neglected.

Jia Rong hurriedly waved his hand and said: It's already embarrassing to disturb the old man, why don't you say it slack, I'm a very casual person, and I don't pay so much attention to it.

Old man Li smiled and didn't say anything.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw an old woman who was also dressed in coarse linen clothes busy in the house, and raised her head when she heard the sound of walking. Seeing Jia Rong behind Old Man Li, he asked with a questioning look, "Is he?" ”

Old man Li said: This son was lost in his visit to relatives, and I met him at the edge of the field, so I brought him back.

The old woman nodded and said, "Childe, please take a seat, I'll pour tea." ”

Jia Rong hurriedly said, "Thank you, auntie." ”

The old woman scratched her head and said, "Auntie? What is it? ”

Jia Rong was speechless for a while, thought for a moment and said, "'Old Aunt' is the name of older women in my hometown. ”

The old woman shook her head and nodded again, as if she understood something, but she didn't say anything, and went to pour water.

At this time, Jia Rong had time to take a look at the inside of the house, a square table, which had become pitted by the erosion of time; A couple of humble benches. Although the sparrow is small, it is also complete, and the house is also divided into three rooms, although it is dilapidated, but it is very neat, showing the simplicity of the country people

At this time, a girl came out of the next house, twenty-eight years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a good figure, it was hard to imagine that there would be such a beautiful girl in such a poor village. Jia Rong looked at her distractedly, and then the old man pointed at Jia Rong and said: This is Jia Gongzi. Then he said to the girl: "This is the daughter of the family, you can just call her Xiu'er." ”

The girl saluted and said, "Master Jia." ”

Jia Rong arched his hand and said, "Miss Xiu'er, you don't have to be polite, I'm older with you, you can just call me Brother Jia." Jia Rong didn't know what the ancient rules were, so he said it casually. ”

Xiao Cui blushed and said, "Brother Jia." ”

Jia Rong saw Xiu'er's expression and asked, "Xiu'er, are you uncomfortable?" Why is your face so red? ”

Xiu'er didn't say why.

After a while, the old woman came from the kitchen with a bowl of tea, saw Jia Rong still standing in the house, and hurriedly said: "Son, please sit down, the family is poor, and there is nothing to entertain the son, I hope the son will not be surprised." ”

Jia Rong hurriedly said, "Auntie is too polite. ”

At this time, the old woman looked at Old Man Li and asked, "What are you eating tonight?" ”

Old man Li looked at Jia Rong and said, "It's not easy to have a guest at home, let's kill the chicken at home." ”

The corners of the old woman's mouth moved, but she didn't say anything.

Jia Rong, who is good at observing words and feelings, hurriedly said: "No, I'm running all the way, I just want to eat something light, not so troublesome." Just cook some of your usual meals, I'm not a picky eater. ”

Old man Li did not object, nodded, and motioned for the old woman to cook.

Old man Li looked at Jia Rong's clothes and said, "Childe's clothes are incompatible with ours, in order to avoid trouble going out, I will find a dress from my young clothes to wear with Childe." ”

Jia Rong nodded and said, "Well, haode, it's still the old man's thoughtfulness." ”

After a while, Xiu'er took out a costume from the next room from Old Man Li's youth.

Jia Rong went to the inner room to change into Old Man Li's clothes and came to the guest hall, Old Man Li glanced at it and said, "Yes, it's just that your hair is a little problematic, it's short, and it looks very awkward." ”

There is no need for Old Man Li to say that Jia Rong himself is also aware of it, because Old Man Li's daughter Xiu'er has been staring at his head since she came out of the house, as if there was a monkey on it.

Now that he has returned to ancient times, Jia Rong is also ready to grow his hair and adapt to the ancient living habits. Natural selection, survival of the fittest!

I sat in the house with Old Man Li for a while, and chatted about the old man's life and the current situation of Xiliang.

Although Old Man Li's answer was very one-sided and very simple, Jia Rong could still feel between the lines of her words that the current situation in Xiliang was one word - "chaos"!

In about a quarter of an hour, dinner was ready. Two home-grown vegetables, four bowls of porridge, and a few steamed buns. Let Jia Rong really feel the simple rural life.

To be honest, Jia Rong didn't eat enough for dinner, but when he saw that there was only so much food, he was embarrassed to eat more, so he lied that his meal was small, but in fact he was a notoriously large meal.

After eating, Jia Rong followed Old Man Li to the next room to rest.

Lying on the bed, thinking about what happened today, Jia Rong had a feeling like he was in a dream.

How did he come to ancient times, how should he live in the future, and what will happen to his future, a series of questions continue to entangle Jia Rong.

It's 182 A.D., and it's only been 2 years since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, so what will happen to you in those two years?

Although he is a traversing person and has a certain advantage, he is also a three-no-person (no power, no money, no reputation), Jia Rong is a person who is at ease with what happens, and he doesn't want to think about it for a while.

If you come, you will be safe, why bother thinking about those things that you can't figure out, holding this kind of thought, Jia Rong fell asleep peacefully.

In the dream, Jia Rong dreamed that he was like the protagonist of many novels, the anger of the king was released, the Quartet surrendered, woke up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of the beauty...