My head hurts......

This is the first feeling after crossing the Wu realm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wu Jie opened his eyes, and the noon sun shone straight on his face, and he had been in the dark dimensional space during the journey through it, and he was stimulated by the sunlight again to make his eyes seem to be pierced by a sword blade, and there was a sharp pain.

Wu Jie covered his eyes with his hands and kept rubbing his eye sockets, trying to relieve the pain.

He heard a lot of noisy voices in the distance, and a rush of wheels approaching him, and stopped shortly after.

"This little brother, an outsider."

Wu Jie was finally able to open his eyes at this time, and he saw that he was accosting him a man with a melon skin hat in the carriage, this person was wearing a unicorn suit, with a wide placket and loose sleeves, which was completely different from the sergeant wearing armor beside him, and looked like an official.

"You...... How do you know ......?"

Wu Jie asked with some doubts, and at the same time he noticed that the official had a scar on his forehead similar to Liu Yang, but his appearance was very different from Liu Yang.

However, the eyes of the officials and sergeants were all on Wu Jie, as if they were looking at a monster, and then everyone laughed.

Wu Jie only found out at this time that he was still wearing the Snoopy jacket with curly hair, he thought that his clothes would change after the crossing, but now he realized that he was still too young.

Wu Jie secretly complained in his heart: "This boss lady refuses to customize a set of ancient clothes for employees when she makes so much money. ’

Wu Jie and this group are on the road that is still some distance away from the gate of the capital. Wu Jie presumably that this official should have entered Beijing to meet the emperor, and should know a lot of news about the capital, so he planned to ask him if he knew Liu Yang.

But in the distance, there was a sound of a howling wind on the city wall, which attracted everyone's attention, and Wu Jie saw several black shadows and a white shadow on the city wall flying down the wall, and when the knife rose and fell, the officers and soldiers on the city wall were all put down.

"Martial arts!"

Wu Jie shouted excitedly, it was a legendary figure he could only read about in books before, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes.

But this hero didn't seem to be a good stubble in the eyes of the officials, and when he heard the sound of 'driving', the carriage turned around and drove directly in the opposite direction of the city wall.

"There are assassins!!"

The citizens who lined up to enter the city at the city gate shouted in panic, and suddenly the scene was extremely chaotic, most of the citizens ran away in panic, and a small number of brave citizens took advantage of this gap to run to the city, but were stopped by the guards at the city gate.

Wu Jie's nerves were also instinctively tense, and he remembered the package that the proprietress gave him, so he immediately opened it and tried to find something to defend himself.

A fountain pen......

A long rope......

A ...... History of the Ming Dynasty......

What is this, Wu Jie was a little confused at that time.

By this time, the official's carriage was getting farther and farther away from the city gate, and it was about to disappear from sight, and the assassin was still in a stalemate with the officers and soldiers under the city gate.

"Little Sect Master, what should I do now?"

A black-clad assassin said to a white-clad assassin.

He pointed his finger in the direction where Wu Jie was, and his fierce gaze happened to meet Wu Jie's panicked gaze, causing Wu Jie to tremble.

The white-clothed assassin didn't say a word, his legs lightly climbed into the air, and there was still a remnant of the true qi on the ground after the use of light power, and after landing again, he had already detached himself from the battlefield behind him.

Then he rushed towards the Wu Realm like a white lightning bolt. From the city gate to the Wu realm,

At a distance of more than 1,000 meters, he only took 30 seconds!

Wu Jie tightened his grip on the rope in his hand, ready to face the white-clothed assassin.

The white lightning bolt was still rushing rapidly.

Wu Jie, with the agility of a soldier, threw the white-clothed assassin out with all his strength after it entered the attack range of the long rope.

Cut the Gordian knot.

In an instant, the white-clothed assassin pulled out the scimitar at his waist and cut the long rope. At this time, he was less than 2 meters away from Wu Jie and continued to run.

Wu Jie has no power to restrain the chicken, and he is about to die. He had foreseen all the dangers he might encounter before he crossed over, but he didn't expect that he would be so powerless when danger came......

Wu Jie only felt a gust of wind howling by, his heels even left the ground, and his body was blown in the air by this gust of wind.

"I ...... Is it ...... dead? ”

'Plop'!

Wu Jie fell heavily to the ground, his limbs were in severe pain, and he turned his head to look at the white-clothed assassin, who had already passed by him at this time, and rushed towards the carriage that was traveling far away.

I saw that the white-clothed assassin was running, and at the same time, he took out three darts from his coat pocket and threw them straight out, with great force.

'Click! ’

The right rear wheel of the carriage was shattered in an instant.

The carriage also lost its balance, and slowly tilted towards the side without wheels, making a sharp 'squeak' of friction against the ground, and finally stopped.

The white-clad assassin didn't follow, but waited in place.

The sergeant who followed the carriage lifted the curtain of the carriage and helped the officer out. The official's head was covered with sweat, and his expression was panicked. The sergeants drew their long knives pinned to their waists and surrounded the officers behind them, but the officers pushed them away.

"Lord Prefect, don't you run away?"

The white-clothed assassin said coldly and sarcastically.

"Don't run, don't run, sir! I'll give you whatever you want, it's a lot of money along the way, and there's not much left left, just wait for me to enter Beijing to meet the emperor......"

The prefect knew that the guards around him were no match for the white-clad assassin, so he surrendered so as not to hurt himself.

"Lord Prefect, the new official has taken office with three fires, how many are you going to burn on this trip?"

The White Assassin continued sarcastically.

"It's burned, it's burned, all three fires are burned, and the people of Li sue me every day for being incompetent, and this is a last resort to go to Beijing to meet the emperor in order to seek the emperor's protection."

When the prefect saw that the white-clothed assassin seemed to know his secrets, he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing and weeping, wishing to recognize the assassin as his father.

"Just a mediocre talent like you, relying on your father's relationship to ascend to the throne, you have become a prefect, and the entire Ming Dynasty will be destroyed by people like you!"

The white-clothed assassin said angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm a mediocre! ”

The prefect slapped himself rhythmically as he spoke, and he said:

"Hero, don't kill me! It's cheap, it's not worth dirtying your knife! Anything else, you can do anything! ”

While the two were talking, the battle between the gates in the distance had come to an end, and the black-clad assassins had finished off the officers and soldiers defending the city and were heading towards it. Wu Jie has been falling to the ground, and the fall he just fell has not recovered until now.

"Tie up that guy over there for me, too!"

The white-clothed assassin pointed at Wu Jie and said, and he was lifted up by the black-clothed assassins, this rude force made his arm numb and painful.

Wu Jie was brought over by the black-clad assassins, and as soon as the assassins let go of their hands, he fell to his knees. By this time, the prefect and the sergeants had been tied up, and the Assassins were preparing to take the group away.

But the white-clothed assassin spoke, just now he passed by Wu Jie, his movements were too fast, and he didn't see Wu Jie's dress clearly, and now he finally faced each other, but he stood arrogantly, and Wu Jie was kneeling humbly on the ground.

"This person, you don't have to take it away, it's useless to us."

Wu Jie saw a glimmer of light flashing in the eyes of this white-clothed masked man, and he had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he immediately became a mess.

Wu Jie was glad that he had saved his life, thanks to the white-clothed assassin's grace of not killing.

"Let's go, and the officers and soldiers in the capital will catch up later."

The white-clad assassin said.

In the blink of an eye, the group disappeared, leaving only Wu Jie and the broken carriage beside him.

After the crisis passed, Wu Jie sorted out his thoughts while resting on the carriage.

It was the first time he had crossed over, and he had experienced such a 'dramatic' scene. Not to mention that this trip was to save Liu Yang, even his own life was almost lost.

He didn't know if he was unlucky or the ancients were so unreasonable, and when he first arrived, he was bullied.

He began to wonder if he was up to the job......

He looked at the three props in his baggage, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous, a pen, a severed rope, and a history book...... Just rely on these things to mix in the Ming Dynasty? Still want to find Liu Yang and bring him back to reality?

So he took out the miniature time machine from his trouser pocket, he didn't want to go on, he was an inexperienced novice, and he couldn't continue to mingle in this 'new world'. He wants to go back to reality, what Liu Yang...... He couldn't take care of it.

Wu Jie did not hesitate at all, and turned the two 'wheels' in front and back of the time machine three times each, and then a miracle appeared......

The time machine didn't react at all......

Only then did he realize that he had jumped into the pit. The hostess had long expected him to give up because of the difficulties, so she didn't tell him how to go back.

'The wheels turn three times ......'.

Wu Jie felt stupid and believed such words like a child.

Just when he was depressed, there was movement at the city gate in the distance, and a group of officers and soldiers in armor rushed towards him.

Wu Jie didn't want to encounter any more trouble, and if he was caught by officers and soldiers, nothing good would come of it. So he had to drag his injured body to the outskirts of the city and run deep, I don't know how long he ran, his tired body was overdrawn, and Wu Jie finally fainted on the ground.

When he woke up, Wu Jie felt a burst of pain, his wound was being touched, and he instinctively struggled his body.

"Don't move! Soon it will be fine. ”

A crisp voice came from the ear, the voice was slender and soft, judging by Wu Jie's 'proud' talent, it was a woman's voice.

Wu Jie slowly opened his eyes and saw a slender hand wiping his wounds with a towel, he was lying on an arhat bed, and a young woman was sitting on the edge of the bed.

But this young woman is actually only 15 years old, which is the appropriate age for marriage in ancient times, but Wu Jie is 26 years old this year, looking at women from the perspective of modern people, she is really still a little sister, which makes Wu Jie a little disappointed.