"Yang Zhimo, quickly change into this dress, your original dress is too real, and other manufacturers require a gorgeous style."

Yang Mo took the clothes handed over by Jiang Shuya, gold and white, complex shapes, and really gorgeous.

But as soon as he put on his clothes, Xiao Xuan also came over with a wig.

"Brother Yang, you still have to bring a wig, although your hair is not short, it is still not long enough for styling."

Yang Mo touched the hair on his head that was almost up to his shoulders, and reluctantly took the wig, and at this time, another girl came over with a makeup case.

"Handsome guy, although you have good skin, you still need to trim your eyebrows, don't move, it'll be fine soon."

In this way, Yang Mo started the life of commercial COS under the fiddling of Zibuyu's team, all in order to make money, and he had to endure it if he was reluctant.

Such a busy life lasted for almost a week, Yang Mo went out early and returned late every day, fell asleep when he was tired, and didn't even bother to open the door when he went home.

Because of this, those gangsters hired by the Lu family thought that he had hidden elsewhere, and they came to check on two groups of people for a few days.

But a few days of hard work were not in vain, as a well-known Internet celebrity, in a short period of time, he cut off the share of Zi Buyu and earned tens of thousands of yuan.

Even if the tuition fees for the next academic year are removed, he will still have a lot left, which he never expected, but an unexpected experience will allow him to solve his urgent needs.

By August 30, Yang Mo had pushed off Zi Buyu's business activities, and when school was about to start, he was really tired and wanted to have a good rest.

And according to his observation for so many days, the moon in the ancient well was rounding every day, and recently, it was almost infinitely close to the full moon.

Yang Mo guessed that when the moon in the ancient well reached the full moon, it was estimated that there would be changes, and it was likely that like last time, there would be bubbles that could take him through.

Thinking of this, he secretly looked forward to it, the exploration of the unknown world in his young heart was far greater than the fear in his heart, and he didn't want to miss this magical thing, so he had to stay in the ancient mansion.

On the second night, Yang Mo saw that the moon in the well had been completely consummated, so he began to make preparations before the crossing.

He changed into a Taoist robe, carried a long sword, hung a gourd around his waist, and stepped on a pair of military boots bought online in order to walk comfortably.

On his shoulder, a cyan coarse cloth bag was straddled, which contained some food and water, as well as medicines needed for first aid, and even went to the gold store to buy some silver.

Seeing that the moon in the well had been completed, he sat in the gazebo and quietly waited for the ancient well to change.

At about one o'clock in the middle of the night, the ancient well did not disappoint him, and sure enough, colorful bubbles gushed out from the water surface.

The bubbles rose from the surface of the water and slowly floated up, and when they reached the mouth of the well, they shattered with a thud, splashing a piece of colored light.

Yang Mo used his eyesight to see that the colorful scenes on these bubbles were actually scenes, either landscapes or characters, but unfortunately they were a little blurry and couldn't see clearly.

After about a dozen or so small bubbles popped up, finally, a large bubble that had taken him through the last time rose from the water.

Yang Mo didn't panic this time, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he took the initiative to jump into the wellhead and fell into the bubble.

When the bubble fell into the well with him, he followed with a whirlwind of the sky, and he saw the bubble flying around him, and he didn't know what was happening.

After the bubbles disappeared and everything calmed down, Yang Mo rubbed his somewhat dizzy head and saw that he had arrived next to a desolate village.

Looking at the dilapidated appearance of the village, he thought to himself that he was afraid that he was in ancient times again, but he didn't know what era and place he had reached.

The sun was already hanging in the sky, but the weather was gloomy, and the temperature around him was cold, and he estimated that the world was still in winter.

Yang Mo rubbed his hands and walked towards the village in the distance, no matter what, he had to inquire about the situation in this world first.

When he got closer to the village, he found that it was so quiet that not only could he not see people, but he could not even hear the sound.

He looked around the farmland around the village, and most of them were desolate and weedy-ridden, with only a few scattered fields planted with plants of unknown nature.

When he walked to the entrance of the village, a scene made him feel a chill in his heart, only to see several human corpses hanging on a dead tree at the entrance of the village, swaying slightly in the cold wind.

Some of the corpses were dried up and only human form, some looked like they should have died shortly and were dripping with blood, and some of the black crows pecked at the stinky flesh from time to time.

Although in the previous world, he had seen dead people with his own eyes, and even killed people with his own hands, but it was all for self-preservation, and he couldn't think too much about it when he was desperate.

But seeing such a miserable scene at this moment, he couldn't help but churn in his chest, and almost vomited in disgust.

Before such a scene, he didn't want to stay longer, and hurriedly walked into the village in three or two steps.

The village looks small, a few dozen homes, but most of the houses are dilapidated, crumbling and apparently uninhabited.

Just when he thought that there were no more living people in the village, suddenly a puff of smoke rose from a house not far away, and he hurriedly walked over.

The smoke came from a courtyard whose walls were so broken that I didn't know where the gate was.

Despite this, Yang Mo did not rush in, but shouted inside, "Is anyone inside?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man come out, this man was thin, his face was full of vegetables, and he looked malnourished.

After the man went out, when he saw Yang Mo standing at the door, a trace of tension on his original face gradually dissipated.

Because he saw that Yang Mo's robe was brand new and clean, his skin was fair, and his temperament was warm, and he was obviously not a vicious person

He arched his hand and said in a distinct northern accent: "Meet the Immortal Chief, dare to ask the Immortal Chief, what is the reason why the Immortal Chief came to my Chenjia Village?" ”

After the man finished speaking, Yang Mo also arched his hand and said: "I don't dare to take the name of the immortal chief, Xiaodao Qingyuzi, I lost my way for a while when I first arrived in your land, dare to ask this good man, where is this realm?" ”

When the man heard this, he hurriedly replied: "Hui Xianchang, our Chenjia Village is a subordinate of Anshan Town, Dongping Prefecture, and forty miles to the east is the capital city of Dongping Prefecture. ”

"Dongping Mansion?"

Yang Mo was confused, his historical achievements were average, and he couldn't remember which dynasty and place this Dongping Mansion was.

He was a little confused by what this man said, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps.

Turning his head, Yang Mo found that the person who came was a child, wearing tattered clothes, black and thin, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

The child ran to him and said anxiously to the man: "Uncle Tian, my eldest brother is hot and keeps talking nonsense, you can help me go and have a look." ”