As a retired special soldier, Fang Jishi has already experienced countless lives and deaths in order to defend the first line of defense of the motherland. He is absolutely sure of today's battlefield without gunpowder smoke and for this kind of fighting without much technical content.

But? It's such a coincidence, and today he is slow to react.

In his arms, there is a little girl who only knows how to struggle and resist, maybe he is trying to control the little girl who is out of control, in order not to hurt the little girl, maybe? He was distracted.

So! When the little devil swept over with both hands holding the long glass, he couldn't dodge in order to save the little girl.

It could also be! This little devil is not an ordinary little devil, it may also be a professionally trained agent, his martial arts are too good, and his speed is too fast for him to react.

Anyway! The long glass sliced through it, slicing through the great artery in his neck. Anyway! He just died.

I don't know how long it took, but in the midst of a burst of shouts and killings, he woke up again.

He found himself lying on his stomach in a collapsed house, with beams pressed against him, and the thatch on the roof pressed against the beams. Underneath him, there was a little girl pressed down.

Around him, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and burning houses everywhere.

From time to time, soldiers in armor and soldiers fleeing in all directions ran in front of me. There is nothing special about the soldiers who escaped, they are all the kind of soldiers in ancient times that you have seen in the TV series. And the soldiers of the victorious side, what words do they have on their chests and backs?

What is this word? He didn't know.

"Daddy! Father! Daddy......"

Then! The little girl below her cried.

Fang Jishi noticed that this was a little girl about ten years old.

But? Her clothes were different from the little girl in the pavilion.

The little girl in the pavilion is wearing the modern clothes with the style of an island country, while the little girl below is wearing the same clothes as him.

Not a trial class today? Aren't you wearing clothes from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Confucius Period?

What the hell is going on?

Don't? I? Our cornerstone wears 1 over?

I traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? I?

What era am I traveling to? Which war came?

To know! During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were too many wars.

It can't be a dream, right?

I? I seem to be working as a security guard in the Confucius Institute in the island country, responsible for protecting the safety of the teachers and students of the college. It seems like? Just now, Mr. Liao called me to the exhibition hall. Right! There are activists among the little devils making trouble on the other side of the pavilion. Right! I saved a little girl. Right! The little devil swept across my neck with a long piece of glass in both hands......

Fang Jishi finally remembered everything that happened at that time, but he just couldn't remember, how did he get to this place now?

Don't? Did I dream?

I? I wasn't killed by the little devils? Still is? I? Hurt, still dreaming?

"Daddy! Father! Daddy......"

The little girl below her cried and struggled.

Fang Jishi climbed up and pulled the little girl out.

After the little girl was liberated, she ran to the side crying and searched under the thatched hut, and continued to cry: "Daddy! Father! Mother! Mother! Mother......"

From under the thatch, the little girl pulled out a human face. And then again! pulled out the upper body of a middle-aged man.

"Daddy! Father! Daddy......" the little girl cried.

The middle-aged man is dead, and he should be the little girl's own father.

Fang Jishi didn't care about the little girl, he hadn't figured out what was going on: was he dreaming or had he really crossed over?

He touched the major artery in his neck, and he really felt blood. But! The arteries were not cut, and blood seemed to be coming down from the top of the head.

Doesn't that seem like a dream? It really seems to be a legendary time travel?

Fang Jishi felt in his pocket and found that the phone was still there. And! There is also a non-rechargeable battery.

The battery of his mobile phone does not need to be charged. As long as the battery is used up, take out the battery and put it in a place with a light source, and you can generate electricity through the light source.

When he turned on his phone, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the phone could still be connected to the Internet. And! You can also do live streaming.

"Everyone! Everybody! Everybody! ……”

Fang Cornerstone is trying to test it through live broadcast, and the result! Before he could continue, someone swiped the screen below.

"Anchor! Where are you now? ”

"Mr. Anchor? Are you filming a TV series right now? What's the scene like that? As if at war? ”

"Isn't that right? Mr. Fang? Weren't you still at the Confucius Institute? ”

"That's right! Isn't that right? Was you still broadcasting the experience class of the Confucius Institute in the island country just now? How? All of a sudden, it's time for TV drama filming base 1 again? Not so fast, huh? ”

"Why isn't it so fast? What about crossing? ”

“……”

Fang Jishi was shooting live while looking at the screen of his mobile phone. When he saw "crossing", he still couldn't tell the difference: was he dreaming, or was he really crossing?

Can anyone tell me? How to tell the difference between dream and reality?

Sometimes! In the dream, it is the same as in real life, marrying a daughter-in-law in the dream, very beautiful.

Only when you wake up from a dream can you know if it is a dream or reality.

Heard! And a dream within a dream! I thought I woke up in my dream, actually! Still dreaming.

After the live broadcast of the scene, Fang Jishi turned off the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

Whether it's a dream or a crossing, you must have a clear conscience in life and work. It doesn't matter how you got to this place. If you dream, you'll wake up in a while. If you cross over? And just keep going.

Anyway, the little girl in front of me is very pitiful, and I have to help her!

In all ages, women and girls are vulnerable!

As a person who has been trained by the party for so many years, I must be worthy of the party and the people, and I must have a clear conscience in my life and work.

Whether it's a dream or a time traveler, I have to help this little girl in front of me!

Come to think of it! Fang Jishi took the phone and came to the little girl's side.

After the little girl cried and pulled out her father's body, she cried for a while and went to look for her mother. In another place, she pulled out her mother-in-law.

Her mother, too, died.

"Mother! Mother! Mother! ……”

After confirming that her mother was also dead, the little girl fainted from crying.

"There's someone there!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

“……”

At this moment, another team of centaurs came to kill.

This group was different from the previous two teams, and they had a different font number written on their chests.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ……”

With the shouting of killing, three arrows flew towards him in succession.

"What the hell! What! What! "Fang Jishi still doesn't know if it's a dream or a crossing, but! Instinctively, he still shouted.

Originally! He could have escaped. But? He didn't want the little girl to be shot like that.

He didn't know what was going on here, but! You can see it! This group of people, like the previous group, is here to kill the people here, and they don't want to stay alive.

Fang Jishi grabbed a wooden stick and blocked it towards the flying arrow, while quickly picking up the little girl and running to the hidden place.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ……”

Behind him came the whistling sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air.

With the physical strength and quality of his special forces, Fang Jishi still has a way to deal with these primitive arrows. On the battlefield, he dared to run in front of the bullets when the bullets were flying around. Let alone! Faced with arrows.

After running for a long time between the broken walls and the hills, the "dream" still did not wake up. His physical strength was declining dramatically, and he began to suspect that he might have really crossed over.

If you really cross over? He couldn't run like this with the little girl in his arms, he had to find a way to go into battle.