Zhang Weixin took the binoculars and looked in the direction Zeng Zhilin pointed, and saw a farmland in the distance, and several people were working in it. Most of the cultivators wore coarse cloth shirts, except for a middle-aged man standing at the edge of the field, wearing a long shirt with a collar and a square hat on his head, talking to a farmer. After observing for a long time, he finally lowered his arm and said, "That's right, it's really not a modern person." However, judging by their clothing, it should be at least Han Chinese. And there is no braid on the back of the head, it should not be in the Qing Dynasty. After a pause, he said with some rejoicing: "These ancients should be farmers working in the fields, although they seem to be wearing some coarse cloth clothes, but fortunately, they are not poorly clothed and hungry." God is still worthy of us, and he didn't put us in an era where ordinary people change their children and eat. ”

"What should we do now, should we go back and report the news, or should we go over and inquire about it." Zeng Zhilin took the telescope and looked at it again and asked. Zhang Weixin thought for a moment and said, "It's better to go over and find out before going back, so that everyone can make a better decision." After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

When you get closer, you can see that there are old and young, men and women. The other party obviously saw the three of them at this time, probably confused by their appearance and dress, and couldn't figure out who they were, so he seemed a little surprised and a little overwhelmed. One of the young men who grew up also subconsciously clenched the hoe in his hand, looking a little nervous and a little hostile. According to the haode procedure agreed before departure, if you meet the ancients, you must communicate with Zhang Weixin. Therefore, walking close to several farmers, Zhang Weixin learned from the TV series, arched his hand at the oldest farmer among them, and said kindly: "This old man, don't panic. Somebody, a foreigner, lost in the mountains, wants to ask you what this place is. The old man on the other side saw that these strangers were strangely dressed and had very short hair, but they came to ask him for directions, obviously a little overwhelmed, and a little wooden, his lips twitched a few times, and he didn't say anything, but just turned back to look at the middle-aged man in a long robe. The middle-aged man was of medium stature, slightly fat, and long, looking like he was quite learned. Since Zhang Weixin and they approached, he has been observing them, although he was very surprised by their outfits, but when he heard Zhang Weixin speak gently and elegantly, his face was kind, and he didn't seem to be a bad person, so he was relieved. Hearing that the other party was asking his friend for directions, he stepped forward and arched his hand and asked, "What can this son ask about?" It was only then that the old man seemed to come back to his senses, pointed to the middle-aged man next to him, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is Zhong Yuanwai, who used to be a student in the county school, and his mind is the most clear. ”

Zhang Weixin hurriedly saluted the middle-aged man when he heard this, and said, "The inferior is from a foreign country, and I got lost in this mountain, may I ask Mr. What is this place?" ”

"Childe doesn't have to be polite, this is Huangshan Store in Zhoukou Town, I don't know where Childe wants to go." The bell clerk seemed to be very satisfied with the young man's knowledge and etiquette, and his answer was very refreshing.

"Huangshandian Village, Zhoukou Town", Zhang Weixin silently recited the name of this place in his heart, but unfortunately the place is too small to match the number at all. Fortunately, the middle-aged man also seemed to feel that the scope of what he said was relatively small, which made the young man on the opposite side scratch his head, so he added: "This is under the jurisdiction of Fanyang County, Zhuozhou, Nanjing's Youdu Prefecture, is it far away from where Gongzi is going?" As he spoke, he looked up at the young man opposite, but strangely found that the other party's expression became a little weird, and he opened his mouth but did not speak. As everyone knows, the current Zhang Weixin is sighing in his heart: "This God is really good at picking places, and he actually put us in Beijing a thousand years ago, and it was also Beijing under the rule of the Khitans." It is nearly a thousand kilometers away from the place before they crossed, and it seems that when they cross, they will also encounter a great shift. He is familiar with history very well, this Nanjing Youdu Mansion is the later Beijing, and it was called after being ceded to the Khitan by Shi Jingjiao, and later changed to Yanjing Xijin Mansion in the first year of Kaitai (1012). Therefore, the era they are in now should be between the first year of the Liao Taizong meeting (938) and the first year of the Liao Shengzong Kaitai (1012). As for the year of the period, we can only know through the communication with this bell member.

"Childe! This childe! Seeing that Zhang Weixin didn't answer for a long time, the middle-aged man called out with some worry. Zeng Zhilin and Wang Feng behind Zhang Weixin were also a little strange, Zeng Zhilin pulled the corner of his clothes and reminded: "Weixin, Mr. is asking you." ”

"Huh? Oh! It's rude, sir, don't blame it. Zhang Weixin finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly said to the Zhong Yuan on the other side, "Don't hide it, sir, the inferior ancestors are Han people who went overseas to avoid the Wuhu Rebellion in the Jin Dynasty. Recently, I returned from overseas in the inferior class, so I don't know much about the geography of China. According to the ancestors, the place where he lived at that time was called Youzhou, and I wonder what this Youdu Mansion has to do with the previous Youzhou? ”

"Oh, this Youdu Mansion is the former Youzhou." Zhong Yuanwai saw that Zhang Weixin was finally no longer in a daze, and he was relieved, and while recalling, he said: "The name was changed after being ceded to the Khitans by the emperor Shi Jingjiao of the Later Jin Dynasty. I think it's been more than ten years. Well, by the way, my daughter had just turned one year old that year, and she was almost seventeen years old this year, so it should have been fifteen years since the cession. ”

Fifteen years after the cession, it should now be the third year of the Liao Mu Sect, the third year of the Later Zhou Taizu Guangshun, and the year 953 - Zhang Weixin was making a quick calculation, and soon came to this conclusion from his head, which other teachers called the chronological database. After a little thought, Zhang Weixin decided to further determine a more specific time, and said to the bell outside: "On the way back to Middle-earth, I encountered a strong wind and waves, and drifted on the sea for a long time, and I got lost in the mountains in the past few days. Just because the tenth day of the first month of June is the ancestral sacrifice day, I don't want to miss it. ”

"Childe is really a filial young man, and he can still remember the sacrifice day of his ancestors at this time." The bell clerk obviously admired the young man in front of him, "Today is the 18th day of April in the fourth year of the calendar, and there are still some days before the 10th day of the sixth month. ”,

Finally figured out all the dates, Zhang Weixin breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bowed to the bell: "Thank you, sir." ”

Zhong Yuanwai hurriedly supported him and said, "Childe doesn't have to be polite. Listening to what Gongzi said, you are returning from overseas? This Zhong Yuanwai seems to be very interested in the word overseas, "I don't know what to call Gongzi and a few companions?" How far is it from here? How long did you wait to reach Middle-earth? Why are there only three people here, and Weishenme doesn't see anyone else? ”

This Zhong Yuanwai said so much in one breath, and Zhang Weixin was a little flawless. Originally, he just wanted to use the excuse of returning from overseas to explain the strange dress of the crowd, but he didn't expect to meet an outsider with such a heavy curiosity. But if you don't answer the questions of this outsider, I'm afraid it will make the other party suspicious, after all, the other party has been an official. Although the official is not big, it is not a good thing to offend an official in this era. So, I mentioned the spirit, considered the language, first reported the name, and then made up a very tortuous story for this troubled bellsmith. It tells how his ancestors built a ship to avoid the scourge of war, how they encountered wind and waves at sea, how they drifted for a long time without seeing land, how they were rescued by the natives on a large island when the water ran out of food, and how they recuperated. And how did their generation return to Middle-earth thousands of miles in order to fulfill the last wish of their ancestors, how they also encountered wind and waves and almost died at sea, how they escaped death to get ashore, and how they got lost and turned around in the mountains for many days after going ashore. The bell member sighed and shouted "Luck, luck". Zuihou Zhang Weixin added: "There are only three survivors on our ship, and there are more than a dozen companions waiting in the mountains for news of our path. ”

"I see." Zhong Yuanwai nodded, looked up at the sky again, and asked with concern, "I wonder how far away Childe's companion is from here?" Seeing that it is getting late, if you are far away, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out of the mountain before dark. Hearing him say this, Zhang Weixin subconsciously raised his hand to look at his watch, and then remembered that this action was not appropriate, and then raised his arm that had been raised a little to his eyebrows, pretending to put his hand on a canopy, and looked at the sky. At this time, the sun was already a little westerly, and it was estimated that it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon. With the speed at which they came, I am afraid they will not be able to go back before dark. The handheld radio brought by Zeng Zhilin was no longer able to talk to the team because there were too many obstacles before, and now the distance is even farther, and it is estimated that it will not be able to contact at all.

Just as he was thinking about a way, Zeng Zhilin, who had not spoken, came over and whispered: "If I walk this mountain road by myself, I can go back before dark." Even if it's a little late, I have a lot of experience in the wild, and I'll be fine. Otherwise, you and Wang Feng stay here and wait, and I'll go back and report the news. Zhang Weixin thought about it for a while, and this is the only way to do it. So he nodded and said, "That's the only way, you only bring some food, self-defense weapons and a hand table to set off lightly, and you must pay attention to safety on the road." After I go back, explain the situation here to Kun Jun clearly. Whatever decision is made over there, tomorrow afternoon ..... You must be back here to inform us before two o'clock. Zeng Zhilin nodded, pulled Wang Feng aside and began to unload the contents of the backpack. On this side, Zhang Weixin turned to Zhong Yuanwai and said tentatively: "Sir, this companion's foot strength is very good, and there is no problem in rushing back to his companion before dark." However, I'm afraid I don't have the physical strength to go back, and I don't know if there is someone in the village who wants Zai Xia and this companion to stay for one night. Saying that, he pointed to Wang Feng, who was busy on the side, and continued with some embarrassment: "It's just that because the ship sank, I and my companions only brought some clothes and food with them, but the silver money sank into the sea with the ship. ”

After listening to him, Haha smiled and said: "Childe doesn't have to be embarrassed, who doesn't have a temporary difficulty when he goes out." Although Zhong is not a big family, there are still a few vacant rooms in the house. If you don't like the humble house, how about you go to my house and live? ”

"Thank you so much, sir, I'll bother you with Mr. for one night." Zhang Weixin didn't expect this Zhong Yuan to be so hospitable, and he was busy giving courtesy and thanking him.

"Childe doesn't have to be polite, just go with so." Zhong Yuanwai hurriedly helped Zhang Weixin up, turned his head and said to the old man next to him: "Old Sun, the matter just said is settled, wait until tomorrow you let your son go to me, I will take him to meet the Mo blacksmith in the town, and let him learn the arts." It's not a bad thing to have a little craftsmanship these days. ”

"Thank you, Zhong Yuanwai, I'll let him go early tomorrow morning." The old man and his son thanked the bell man one by one. Zhong Yuanwai just smiled and didn't say anything. Seeing that the "returnees" here had already redistributed the things they were carrying, they led Zhang Weixin and Wang Feng to the village not far ahead. Zeng Zhilin saw that they were walking away, so he turned around and took out the strength of running five kilometers in the SWAT team, and ran towards the hillside of the road with all his strength, and soon disappeared from the field of vision of the farmers who were stunned by his quick movements.