The cold wind was bleak, the earth was frozen, and a little snowflakes had just drifted last night, which covered the entire Tokyo Bianliang City with a thin layer of snowflakes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is a small forest in front of the Fayun Temple in the west of the city, called Fang Lin Yuan, originally even if the dripping water becomes ice for three or nine days, there are monks practicing boxing here, but now between the bare branches, only a few sparrow rabbits rise and fall, looking for the hidden food under the soil layer, it seems that this place is lifeless.

In the first year of Jingkang, the Jin soldiers marched southward, like a bamboo, and a few months of hard work has hit the capital of the Song Kingdom, Tokyo Bianliang, and even yesterday captured the city wall of the outer city, the towering Bianliang City has become a weak woman who has been stripped naked and bullied.

In order to avoid the military disaster, many rich people in the city have fled to the south for refuge, the Fayun Temple, where the incense was flourishing in the past, has long been muttering the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures, most of the monks have left, only a few pious old monks, cleaning and caring for the courtyard.

The light and shadow floated, the space gradually became distorted, and the sparrows in the woods suddenly felt something, and they all flew up to the top of the tree, poking their round heads and looking down curiously.

In a few breaths, the stars flickered, and seven men and women appeared in a clearing in the forest, and the old monk who was about to return to the firewood room with a bucket suddenly trembled, his dry hands trembled, and a look of horror and awe appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

"The Eight Immortals have come to the world, everyone come out and worship the immortals!"

The old monk knelt in the snow, kowtowing respectfully, shouting to the monks and laymen who stayed in the temple, and he didn't even consider why there were eight immortals in the Zen Buddhist temple instead of eight hundred arhats......

"Let's go!"

He Shen, who had just recovered from the trance, hurriedly let out a low roar, and ran towards the east of the forest by himself.

Seeing this, the others also hurried to follow.

After running for about five or six minutes, He Shen, who had been pampered in the past, was already out of breath, so he had to stop and beckoned back.

"Look...... Look there...... Has anyone caught up. ”

Liu Hua hurriedly looked back, and then said with a smile,

"Captain Huihe, no one."

Today, He Shen wore a lake-blue bat-patterned placket, a black square scarf, coupled with a slightly chubby figure and fair skin, which is a living image of a landlord, while Liu Hua is a gray cloth shirt and a melon skin hat on his head, which makes these two people look like a pair of master and servant between a question and an answer.

He Shen breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt that he had a little gaffe just now, so he said with a straight look,

"The General Administration stipulates that it cannot interfere with the normal life of the residents of this time and space, and it is already inappropriate to be seen by the old monk just now, if it is surrounded by people again, it will be a mistake on top of a mistake."

"But the error of the machine of the General Administration is too big, I clearly set the time at six o'clock in the morning, look at this scene, there must be eight o'clock."

Liu Hua looked at his watch very cooperatively, and continued to flatter,

"And the captain, it's already a quarter past nine, if you hadn't made a quick decision, maybe you would have been surrounded by those superstitious people."

He Shen sighed and said,

"I said, how can anyone get up so early in the winter, it's already so late."

Wang Hu, who was a little impatient on the side, pursed his lips and muttered,

"It's not the first day of crossing, the longer the history of the time machine of the General Administration, the greater the error, if you are asked to set it until four o'clock in the morning, you will not listen, and now you almost get into trouble, and you are to blame a dead thing!"

He Shen's eyebrows furrowed, and his face showed a little anger, he didn't want to put the time until the early hours of the morning, because he was afraid that if he arrived at the scheduled time and place on time, the Northern Song Dynasty was not like modern hotels that were open 24 hours a day, and there was no place to go in this cold winter, he didn't want to suffer that crime.

The master was picked up short, Liu Hua was not happy, and said angrily,

"Why do you like to lift the bar!"

"Why, am I not right?" Wang Hu's eyebrows were raised, and his face showed a little gangsterism.

Although Liu Hua was a little timid towards Wang Hu, he now had the support of He Shen, so he was not to be outdone, and shot back,

"The error of the crossing machine in the bureau is not fixed, how could the captain know that it will be delayed for such a long time......"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, a middle-aged woman wearing a green lotus leaf skirt stood up to play a round.

"Okay, okay, let's not say a word, and when we are about to be seen by the officers and soldiers on patrol, we will all be arrested as suspicious elements."

There are a total of seven people on this mission, and as for why the old monk said the Eight Immortals just now, it is very likely that he has just woken up and his eyes are glazed.

In addition to Yang Xing, He Shen, Liu Hua, and Wang Hu, there are two women and one man, the male is Bai Qianfan, his identity is slightly mysterious, because he doesn't like to speak, he just knows that he is an ancient swordsman, as for which dynasty he comes from, how old he is, I don't know anything.

And the middle-aged woman in the lotus dress just now is called Ma Cuilan, who is the person who accosted Yang Xing in the morning meeting, she is easy-going and likes to chat, so Yang Xing knows her life experience in detail.

Ma Cuilan is a person during the Republic of China, when she was at her husband's house, she was abducted by traffickers, so she was kicked out of the house, she committed suicide in the river in grief, but she didn't expect to cross over, and after a series of events, she was brought back by the General Bureau.

In order to stabilize Ma Cuilan's mood, the General Administration told her that as long as she did a good job, she would help her find her children, Ma Cuilan was a solid-eyed woman, worked hard for her children, and worked hard in less than a year, and she also won several consecutive 38 Red Flag Bearers.

Two years ago, after consulting countless information, the General Administration finally found her child in Guangdong, but the person is now in his eighties, with children and grandchildren under his knees, and only Ma Cuilan, who is in her thirties, cannot come forward to recognize her, and cried for several days after coming back, according to her own words, it is good to see her child live happily.

The remaining woman among the seven is called Lin Yier, an actor in Hengdian, Zhejiang, and is said to be a third-rate star, but Yang Xing has never heard of it.

Lin Yi'er's face and body shape are better, but her beautiful face is quite unnatural, similar to plastic surgery, and her attitude is relatively arrogant, so Yang Xing doesn't know the more details.

A group of seven people turned around along the fork in the alley, and finally walked on the main street, now the sky is bright, there are already a lot of pedestrians on the street, Yang Xing and others are dressed differently, and the old and young men and women are mixed, which is quite eye-catching in this era.

"In this way, we will divide into three groups, investigate separately, and gather at the Kaibao Temple in the northeast corner of the inner city in the evening, as for the matter of staying in the hotel, I will do it."

He Shen was still thinking about how to group them, and there was a noisy sound in the street next door, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that there were still people shouting slogans.

The common people of the Song Dynasty like to watch the excitement more than the current people, coupled with the rare entertainment activities in the winter, the pedestrians on the street were instantly attracted to the past, and even many women and children hurriedly came out of the house, and ran over to join in the fun, Yang Xing and the seven of them, but they were not noticed.

"Oppose peace talks and fight to the death with the golden dog!"

"Severely punish the traitors Li Bangyan and Zhang Bangchang!"

"Drive out the Tartars and restore China!"

"Down with the barbaric golden imperialism!"

As the voices got closer, a procession appeared in the wider street next door, each holding a sign in their hands, waving it again and again into the sky to the sound of a neat shout......