In the eleventh year of Hongwu in the Great Xia Dynasty, he was the son of Kyoto. Dressed in an indigo gown and wearing a silk scarf, Dean San Yisheng is giving the first class to this year's new students.

Guozijian has a thousand-year-old tradition, as the highest institution of learning in the Great Xia Dynasty, the first class of the school starts every autumn, and the dean must give a lecture in person. All of this is the beginning of the book, discussing the origin of the world.

"Since Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, the pure air floats up, the turbidity falls, the one who rises becomes the sky, and the one who descends becomes the earth. The land has changed for hundreds of millions of years through the vicissitudes of the sea, and then it has become the shape of today's four major continents, which is called Shenzhou in the east, Niuhe Zhou in the west, Zhanbu Zhou in the south, and Luzhou in the north, and the sea water is outside the four continents. Humanity thrives on these four continents. Our Great Xia Dynasty stands in the middle of Dongsheng Shenzhou, rejecting the grassland in the north, connecting the southern Xinjiang in the south, connecting the Western Regions in the west, and reaching the East China Sea in the east. More than ten years ago, the former dynasty of the great Shang Emperor Xin Emperor was unreasonable, cruel to the loyal and good, the people were displaced, our dynasty Hongwu Emperor could not bear the suffering of the people, but the rebel soldiers, after 20 years of hard fighting, finally overthrew the Shang Dynasty and established the Great Xia regime. It's been eleven years now. ”

San Yisheng took his eyes off the standard version of the Chinese Studies textbook, glanced at the hundreds of freshmen sitting in the audience, looked at their stupid eyes, and sighed in his heart, Guozijian is really not as good as the generation, there are still a few bright ones among the ordinary disciples recruited last year, and what he saw this year are all stupid bulls and Trojans.

It is no wonder that when the Guozijian recruits ordinary students, it adopts the system of probation and recommendation, without examination, as long as the local gate valve recommends the admission, these recruited people, almost all of them are the sons of the local gentry, it can really be described as "showing talents, not knowing books, inspecting filial piety and honesty, and the father does not live." The cold is white and turbid like mud, and Gao Diliang will be as timid as a chicken."

It's just some ordinary students, why bother with so much busyness and continue to read the lesson plan.

Suddenly, there was a boom and thunder, and a thunderbolt exploded in the clear sky, and the earth shook violently. The students shuddered, looked at each other and didn't know what was going on, and then the rain poured down.

San Yisheng frowned slightly, it was the early autumn season at this time, there was rarely thunder, and the concentration of the students in the audience was so unbearable, he couldn't help but feel angry. was about to scold a few words, but found that everyone was looking out of the window as if they were ghosts, San Yisheng turned his head to see that what was pouring down in the sky was actually blood rain!

The rain was red and terrifying, and with a heavy bloody aura, San Yisheng rushed out quickly, looking at the bloody rain in the sky, and silently calculated in his heart for a long time, and finally set his eyes on the north.

To the north, thousands of miles away, is naturally a grassland.

The next moment, he soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant, only an afterimage was seen with the naked eye, extending towards the northern sky.

A group of students opened their mouths wide, and exclaimed, they had long heard that the dean of the Guozijian was the first master of the Great Xia Dynasty, and in his early years, he helped Hongwusheng to rise up in the army, and killed countless enemies with his martial arts. When I saw it today, it was really shocking and abnormal, except for Sanda, who else in the world can show this wonderful light skill of "the end of the world"?

The professors and lecturers who were originally responsible for assisting San Yisheng in the field all frowned deeply, the dean has been concentrating on the three thousand Daozang for more than ten years, and he has long been out of his skills for many years.

Looking at this blood rain is extremely weird, I guess this thing won't be too good. However, other people's abilities are limited, and there is no second person in the country who can perform this light skill. Unable to keep up with the dean's pace, the dean walked in a hurry, leaving no one a word, and no one knew what was going on. I had to send someone to the palace immediately to report to the saint.

Northland, endless grasslands.

The grassland has been inhabited by the Xiongnu for generations, they chase water and grass, herd cattle and sheep, and live a life without a fixed place. In the later period of the Great Shang Dynasty, the treasury was empty, the world was in chaos, and the Xiongnu took the opportunity to go south, crossed the grassland, entered the hinterland of the Central Plains, and plundered people and wealth.

After Emperor Hongwu established Great Xia, he sent 500,000 soldiers, led by the general Huo Guang, to expel the Xiongnu and drive the Huns back to the grassland, and there was a tendency to annihilate them in one fell swoop. After the Huns returned to the grassland, they were scattered, each was not connected, Huo Guang was difficult to find the enemy's traces, and the troops were divided into patrols in the grassland for a year, but they had nothing to gain, and they had to return to the court.

Since then, the Xiongnu have not committed any crimes in the Great Summer and Autumn, and they have not interacted with each other in old age and death.

At this time, in the middle of the grassland, in an unknown corner, a caravan was moving slowly, and camel bells were bursting, and they were far away.

The caravan was in the shape of a long serpentine, and at the front were several healthy horses, and on the horse sat several sturdy men, all with swords in their hands, with vigilant expressions. Behind the horses is a camel caravan, and dozens of camels are connected in series with hemp rope to prevent the herd from exploding. This was followed by a dozen wagons full of large boxes, of which there was no one inside. A few guards who followed on foot, armed with knives, guns and clubs, followed the rut and walked forward with their heads bowed.

One of the camels was particularly tall, and between the humps sat an old man, about sixty years of age, with wrinkled dark skin, and a cigarette pouch between his fingers, which he took two puffs from time to time.

The old man waved his hand and shouted to rest, and the order was immediately passed in the caravan, and everyone dismounted and collected their swords, circled the horses and camels, and let them go to graze, and then buried the pot to cook and set up a tent, and it seemed that they were going to rest here tonight. The old man did nothing, sat down to rest under the service of the rest, and kept smacking his cigarette pouch, as if he were the leader of the group.

"Daddy Bayar, do you think there will be grass bandits around here?" A young junior came forward to change the cigarette pouch for Bayar, and asked what he had always wanted to ask, he was the first time with the caravan, and his heart was full of curiosity.

With a snap, Bayar smashed a cigarette pouch pot on the head of this stupid boy, and said angrily: "Dog, I told you before I went out, don't mention those two words in the grassland, do you know what you're afraid of?"

Walking in the grassland, the most taboo is the word grass bandit. Since the Xiongnu retreated to Mobei, the Huns were unsustainable, and had long taken robbery as a legitimate occupation. The Hun grass bandits have long become synonymous with steppe demons.

The descendants did not dare to speak, and retreated silently. The old man, known as Bayar, continued to smoke his cigarette pouch.

The old man's full name is Burenbayar, he is not a Huns, but a Semu from the West, this trip is from the Western Regions Khorezm City to send a batch of goods to the Han land, passing through the grassland, camels are brought from the Western Regions across the desert.

There are sand bandits in the desert and grass bandits in the grasslands. After all, the sand thieves still have some reasoning, leave the money to buy the road, and let you go, they can't fight to the death, but the grass bandits are extremely barbaric, and they won't stop until they kill everyone. Therefore, after entering the grassland, they will be vigilant everywhere, be careful in everything, and dare not be careless.

Bayar looked around while smoking a cigarette pouch, and suddenly, he found that dozens of meters in front of him, there seemed to be something abnormal in the air, a normal piece of wild grass was crooked here and there, and even the earth and stones were twisted into a strange arc, and the space seemed to be distorted, and there was a faint whistling sound, as if some demon was about to appear out of thin air.

This kind of unheard of scene, naturally I don't know how to deal with it, but everyone is ready for the attack of grass bandits, and they have long been well-trained, Bayar shouted, everyone immediately threw down the work in their hands, pulled out the bright steel knife, surrounded Bayar in the center and slowly retreated, everyone's knife edge outward, surrounded into an airtight circle, as if it was a defensive formation that had long been proficient.

When everyone took precautions, they saw that the space suddenly rotated wildly, and for a time the light was flourishing, and an extremely bright thin line appeared in the middle, as if it had cracked a crack, revealing a whitish inside, in which the strong light was dazzling and could not look directly, and the whole space faintly seemed to have a crack.

Immediately after, I heard a bang, and the rotating space suddenly stagnated, the strong light tore through the sky, and suddenly exploded with a loud roar, and for a while the dust was filled, the grass clippings flew wildly, and in the overwhelming smoke and dust, a person suddenly walked out.

Walking out was a dazed teenager.

Am I sleeping properly, and why am I here when I wake up?

Wang Yue was almost stunned, he rubbed his head, carefully remembering what had happened, but he couldn't remember anything.

Looking around, there were dozens of big men in strange costumes in front of him, looking at him fiercely. And himself, he looked down...... I'm naked!

Wang Yue gasped and hurriedly covered his body.

Then, I quickly remembered an obscure word mentioned in the encyclopedia:

Wear it!

Yes, it must have been crossed, this situation and this scene are obviously that I have crossed time and space, and came to a prairie that I don't know if it was thousands of years ago, and these dozens of people in front of me are naturally the inhabitants of this time and space. But...... Why did you wear out your clothes?

And also...... He looked at the burden left behind him, and touched the twenty books in the baggage, each with five hundred pages, and twenty books were ten thousand pages. Why are the clothes gone, but this set of books is still there?!

Bayar looked at this young man with messy forehead and a black and gray face, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while, the scene in front of him was obviously not something that a normal human could create, so there were only two possibilities left.

So, he plucked up his courage and asked in the direction of the young man:

"Immortals?"

The boy shook his head.

"Youkai?"

The boy shook his head again.

"Thank you. ”

Why did he involuntarily say thank you? Bayar didn't know, and neither did Wang Yue.

Bayar saw that the young man did not answer, and the vigilance in his heart deepened. The Han people have a saying that if something is abnormal, it must be a demon, and this young man is so eccentric, he must be plotting against him.

The young man's actions at the next moment made him firm in his thoughts-Wang Yue opened his baggage, took out a thick book, stepped forward, turned the pages in his hand, and said something in his mouth:

I don't know if this uncle can read and understand simplified Chinese characters, maybe we can refer to one or two together to find out why I came here. Wang Yue wanted the person on the other side to study the wonderful thing of crossing with him, but in Bayar's eyes, his behavior became the most dangerous signal.

"Cover your ears! The thief is a teacher!" Bayar shouted.