readx; During the Warring States Period, the etiquette was bad, and the deer was lost, and the world chased it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The blue sky stretched as far as the eye could see, without the slightest cloud, and the soft and unblazing sunlight was gently sprinkled.

The birds in the sky spread their wings and enjoyed the sky that belonged to them.

Below is a lush green forest, between which a winding path stretches into the distance. A black figure, trampling on the muddy path, staggered forward step by step.

This is a young man who looks like twenty-five or sixteen, although he is tall and big, but he is handsome, and his whole body exudes a kind of reading temperament. The young man was wearing a red and black sports jacket, a pair of dark blue jeans underneath, black big scalp shoes on his feet, a military shovel in his hand, and a large backpack on his back. Looking at his appearance, he walked in the mud and didn't know how far he had walked, his shoes were already full of mud, and there were a lot of mud spots on his body.

I don't know how long I walked, but the young man looked at the road in front of him with tired eyes, there were some weeds in the middle of the muddy path, and on both sides were ruts that were often pressed out by passing cars.

If he hadn't seen these ruts and knew that he could walk out along this road, maybe he could see people, he would have been unable to hold on for a long time. The forest was surprisingly large in his eyes, and he had been walking for nearly a day.

After a few glances, he found a slightly larger stone on the side of the road, the surface was quite smooth, and the path was full of mud at this time, but the stone had been dried by the sun that had come out today, and it was a good place to rest.

He carefully moved his body to the stone, put down his backpack first, and then sat down.

I took out some biscuits from my backpack, unzipped the zipper next to my backpack, and took out a bottle of mineral water, and I ate the biscuits one by one with the mineral water.

These biscuits are eaten a little on weekdays, and the taste is not bad, but they are eaten as meals, so a large amount of food, only at noon, he feels that he can't eat them, but at this time, all he can eat in his backpack is this biscuits, and some chocolates and the like, and he has to settle for it.

He sighed and muttered, "Where the hell have I been?" ”

His name is Zuo Xiaoyou, an older man from the 21st century, and he remembers that he encountered heavy rain on the way back to the city with a crew filming in a small mountain village, and had to take shelter from the rain under a tree in the suburbs with the crew.

Chinese primary school students know that when it rains, they must not take shelter under the tree, Zuo Xiaoyou did not listen to the words of the primary school teacher, I thought that the luck was not so bad, but God made a joke with him, a lightning bolt hit the big tree, and then he was glorious.

But when I woke up, I found that I was not in hell or heaven, but in a deep, primeval jungle. His clothes and equipment were still there, and the backpack with a lot of stuff gave him a lot of security.

Because he went to a small village in the mountains to shoot the plot that reflects the poor people in reality, Zuo Xiaoyou prepared a lot of food and drink, and at the same time, in order to experience the primitive survival in the deep mountains and wilderness, he specially bought a multi-functional military shovel. On the surface, it is just a shovel, but in fact, it has many functions, chopping and planing saws can do anything, with it, survival in the wild is guaranteed.

Thanks to this military shovel, more than ten hours ago he encountered a tiger, which was large, colorful, and fierce. At that time, the tiger was hungry, and when it encountered the prey of Zuo Xiaoyou, it pounced without hesitation. If he hadn't brought a military shovel, he would have turned into tiger dung.

However, Zuo Xiaoyou always felt that the tiger's speed was a little slow, and he pounced on him from twenty meters away, and with the speed of the tiger, it should have pounced on him in a second or two, but he opened the backpack in such a short time, took out the military shovel from the backpack, unfolded it, installed the extension rod, and then slashed hard, cutting off the tiger's neck.

I was scared at the time and didn't have time to think about it, but now I am eating biscuits and drinking mineral water, and when I think about it, I don't think something is right.

Also, he has been walking continuously for nearly ten hours, with his understanding of his physique, it is impossible for him to last so long, but now that he has eaten something and drank some water, he feels that his physical strength and energy are recovering rapidly, and there is no fatigue in just ten minutes, which was absolutely unimaginable before.

Is it crossing welfare?

But at the moment, Zuo Xiaoyou didn't have time to think about that, looking at the sun that was about to set, he had to face a very serious question: "Do you want to spend the night in the forest tonight?" ”

There are a lot of wild animals in this forest, and of course there are many carnivorous ones, in addition to the tiger, he also encountered some leopards, foxes and other wild beasts along the way, and it is completely impossible to guarantee the safety of a person staying overnight in such an environment.

"The exit must be found as soon as possible." Zuo Xiaoyou didn't dare to rest anymore, so he immediately put on his backpack, grasped the military shovel, and walked quickly along the mark of the wheel.

Huangtian lived up to his wishes, walked for more than an hour, saw that the sun had set, and when the sky was dark, Zuo Xiaoyou finally saw a fork in the road.

Zuo Xiaoyou was happy in his heart, he walked in the mountains and forests before, and walked dozens of miles in a row in a mountainous and uninhabited area, and when he came to the fork in the road, the trees had thinned out a lot, and his vision became broader.

Looking at that team of people, Zuo Xiaoyou was first happy in his heart, and then felt that something was wrong, what if these people were hostile to him? While thinking, Zuo Xiaoyou was vigilant in his heart, and tightened the military shovel in his hand.

This is a large convoy of hundreds of people, the convoy is in the center of the team, there are guards with blades and longbows in front and back, there are about 60 guards, looking at their dress, it is quite ancient.

Behind the convoy were a large number of horses, which were driven to follow the convoy.

Most of the guards were wearing simple leather armor, and their weapons were mainly swords, but they were not iron, and the casting process did not seem to be too high, and the sword body was short, and the whole sword was thick and clumsy, and it looked like a longer dagger or an armor-piercing cone.

However, not all guards have such weapons, in front of the team, Zuo Xiaoyou saw a person with a long sword hanging from his waist, this person has a fierce face, the blade of the long sword hanging from his waist is extremely wide and thick, and the sword body is several times longer than the short blade of other guards.

With such a thick sword body, it can't be used as a weapon without a certain amount of strength.

Zuo Xiaoyou's gaze stayed on the long sword, and he always felt that the sword was a little familiar. After a moment, an ancient artifact suddenly came to mind.

"Bronze sword? It turned out to be a bronze sword, and the bronze sword was limited to the material, and if you want to make it long, you must make it heavy, otherwise you must be reluctant to chop. ”

Did I really travel back in time? Zuo Xiaoright's heart sank. Looking at the costumes of these people, as well as the carriage that can only be seen in costume dramas, it is likely that this is the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and at most it will not exceed the Han Dynasty, because bronzes are already rare in the Han Dynasty.

The convoy was getting closer and closer, and Zuo Xiaoyou stood quietly in the middle of the fork in the road, and the people of the convoy also saw him, and suddenly a group of people with short-bladed longbows rushed over.

"Who's in front? Why are you stuck in the middle of the road? ”

The convoy guard stopped at a distance of about 30 meters, and Xu saw that he was alone, and his clothes were unusual, not like a villain, so he stopped to ask.

Zuo Xiaoyou listened to the voice, the accent of the person who came was very strange, it was not a northern language, and it was not the same as many local dialects in the south, in short, Zuo Xiaoyou couldn't understand it.

"I'm a lost traveler and want to go with your convoy, I wonder if it's convenient?"

This time, it was the turn of the guards to be confused: What did you mean by shrimp?

Just as the eyes of both sides were staring, a man in a gorgeous costume and a high crown came from the rear and said something to the guards, and the group of guards of the convoy immediately dispersed and returned to their respective posts.

The high-crowned man in the Chinese costume took a few steps forward, hugged his fist at Zuo Xiaoyou, and then pointed at himself, said two syllables, and Zuo Xiaoyou read it again, although it was a little awkward, but it was finally pronounced correctly. The man nodded happily, then pointed to the left and right, showing a puzzled expression.

"Left little right." Zuo Xiaoyou understood, immediately pointed to himself, and said his name.

"Zu Xiaoyu."

"......" Zuo Xiaoyou coughed dryly, "It's not Zu Xiaoyu, it's Zuo Xiaoright." Left...... Small...... Right ......"

In order to facilitate communication, Zuo Xiaoyou squatted down, picked up a small pebble, and wrote his name on the ground.

Seeing that Zuo Xiaoyou could write, the high-crowned man's eyes lit up, and he also squatted down and wrote his name.

Left and right, it is two ancient seal characters, although it is a little difficult to identify, but a little guess, you can still guess a * not far from ten, these two words should be......

"Tao Fang."

Hearing Zuo Xiaoyou pronounce the pronunciation of his name, the high-crowned man's eyes brightened, and he followed the recitation: "Tao Fang." ”

Zuo Xiaoyou nodded and pointed at him: "Tao Fang." Then he pointed to himself, and then to his own name on the ground: "Left and right." ”

"Tao Fang, left small right, Tao Fang, left small right." Tao Fang is very sure that this is a language he has never heard of, but although the words written by the two are different, but if you look closely, they are still a little similar, but the words written by Tao Fang are more complex, and the left and right are more concise.

In order to communicate more with Zuo Xiaoyou, Tao Fang squatted on the ground and wrote, Zuo Xiaoyou even guessed with a stroke, but he understood this sentence.

"I, Tao Fang, is one of the twelve servants under Uncle Wu's uncle, Mr. Yan Yin is dressed strangely, I don't know who he is."

Zuo Xiaoyou was stunned, looked at Tao Fang, looked at Wu Shilu, and the name of a novel gradually appeared in his mind - Xun Qin Ji.

Zuo Xiaoyou quietly wrote a paragraph: "I am from the North American continent thousands of miles away, my people are the descendants of Yin Shang a thousand years ago, because the elders have been telling the beauty of the homeland, I built a big ship, drifting across the sea, but before I docked, I encountered wind and waves, and the big ship sank." I fled the sea in a helicopter and flew here, but because of the exhaustion of energy, the helicopter crashed in the forest, I walked for a day and a night, and finally got out of the forest and met you. ”

When the meaning of Zuo Xiaoyou's words was learned by Tao Fang, it was definitely more shocking than being struck by lightning.

Descendants of Yin Shang? A big ship sank at sea? Flying over by helicopter?

Tao Fang's eyes lit up like a light bulb, and he hurriedly wrote, and guessed and gestured, so that Zuo Xiaoyou understood what he meant: "I don't want Mr. to be a descendant of Yin Shang, but I don't know what this helicopter is?" How can I fly? ”

After Zuo Xiaoyou understood, he immediately drew a general pattern of a helicopter on the ground, and then told the vague principle that a helicopter can fly in the form of a comic book.

By this time it was already dark, and the convoy could not move forward, so they set up camp. Tao Fang made people get the best food, and it was hard to swallow when he looked at the brown rice and the unclean broth in front of him.

took out two packs of instant noodles from his backpack, borrowed a bronze pot from Tao Fang, and some water. Although it is all wild streams, there is almost no pollution in this era, and the water quality is very good and very clean.

Boiling hot water, putting the instant noodles in, the seasoning packets, vegetable packets, and sauce packets also put in them, and it didn't take long for the unique aroma of the instant noodles to spread, causing the surrounding guards and slave girls to sniff frequently, and their faces were full of intoxication.

Tao Fang saw the end from the beginning to the end, and he couldn't be calm at all.

Don't say anything else, just talk about the packaging of the instant noodles, which makes Tao Fang excited. Such a beautiful package, not gold or jade, not silk or silk, but so soft. And there is a very beautiful picture on it, it is a bowl of noodle soup with a lot of meat, as if a bowl of meat noodle soup is sealed on this package.

My colleague Tao Fang also noticed that there was a white and chubby person in the upper left corner of the package, and there were three words written next to it, and I don't know what it was?

"Mr. Zuo, may I ask what are the three words above?" Tao Fang pointed to the white fat man and asked.

"Master Kong."

Although there are many brands of instant noodles in China, Zuo Xiaoyou's favorite food is Master Kong, not only the vegetable bags and sauce packets are more, the taste is good, and it is also good to eat dry when there is no water.

"Brother Tao, please." Zuo Xiaoyou divided the instant noodles into two portions, one of which was given to Tao Fang.

"This ...... How to make it, it is too precious, Tao Fang deserves it. Tao Fang was flattered and refused, but the saliva was about to flow out, how could Zuo Xiaoyou eat by himself, and persuaded him three times, Tao Fang finally agreed: "Thank you, Mr. Zuo." ”

Tao Fang couldn't wait to hold a pottery bowl full of noodles and noodle soup, and toasted Zuo Xiaoyou in a toasting way: "Mr. Zuo, please." ”

"Brother Tao, please."

When the noodles were delivered to his mouth, Tao Fang completely exploded.

"Purr-"

"Delicious! It's delicious! ”

"Purr-"

"This noodle should only be in the sky, good noodles and good soup."

"Tao Fang can eat such good noodles in his lifetime, and he will die without regrets."

"Woo, die without regrets."

Left small right: "......" (To be continued.) )