After Zhuge Liang and Zhang Liang finished speaking, Yang Tingfeng was silent for a long time before he said: "Two adults, where is Yang's real body?" ”

Zhang Liang said: "As you can see, your body has just escaped from the Zisai Cultural Research Institute and has been shot. ”

Yang Tingfeng muttered: "It turns out, it's not an illusion!" Not an illusion! Is everything that just happened true? ”

Zhuge Liang looked very worried: "Elder Zhang, the times are changing too fast, and it is still too early for Yang Xiaoyou to enter the WTO, and it is very dangerous." It is better to let his real body be found by those archaeologists, who are important research objects, and will be sent to the top hospitals of our time for treatment. During this period, we only need to communicate with him subconsciously through the activity of the human brain, impart all kinds of knowledge, and understand the contemporary market. ”

Yang Tingfeng was shocked when he heard this, he remembered that he was hit by a pistol, and the feeling of the bullet piercing the palm of his hand was real, if he hadn't used the wind to catch the shadow to buffer the impact and was directly hit on the body, what would have happened? He couldn't imagine. This world is indeed no longer the era of cold weapons with golden iron horses and strong bows and crossbows.

Thinking of this, Yang Tingfeng asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Zhuge Liang said: "We are ready to let your soul temporarily detach from the body and exist alone. When the time comes—"

He didn't say the next words, but of course Yang Tingfeng had already understood what Zhuge meant, with his current state, he couldn't live in this world for a day.

Let's not mention that he is a black household, and he doesn't even have an ID card in this society. Even the simplest way to fill his stomach is that he can't do it, so it's better to give up his skin for a while and get to know this new world in the form of his soul (mind...... It's just that Nicholas Yang probably didn't know at this time that after he was suddenly shot and his soul left his body, a mysterious and unlicensed white Lexus LM took his body one step ahead of the police car......

......

With a "poof", two delicate figures jumped off the windowsill of an office on the forty-fourth floor, and the curtains that landed in front of the long window automatically separated to both sides, it was Jing Xiaolei and Cao Xueyang.

It's just that Cao Xueyang still has lingering palpitations, after all, this is a forty-five-story high-rise building, and when you step on the window, you can even "enjoy" all the scenery of this ancient city.

Jing Xiaolei took out her mobile phone, frowned, and said, "There is still no signal, it seems that the entire area has been completely blocked." ”

Cao Xueyang was silent for a while, and said, "I'm really sorry to put you in danger—"

Before she finished her words, Jing Xiaolei smiled and interrupted: "What are you talking about, although I don't touch ordinary criminal cases, I can be regarded as a police officer, and this little scene is still no problem." With that, she pulled out an annunciator, reached out and pressed a button, which vibrated suddenly, and then flashed red.

Cao Xueyang said curiously: "Officer Jing, what is this?" ”

Jing Xiaolei snorted and said, "The emergency distress signal source is specially used to deal with today's situation. Rest assured, my teammates will be here soon. ”

Cao Xueyang nodded, but he was still very puzzled in his heart.

What's going on today? The ancient corpse in the laboratory is resurrected, and the assistant Changsun Zhi will suddenly lose contact? An attack on a hospital? Every event, every event, seemingly unconnected, but closely related, lingered in her mind.

Time passed slowly, and Cao Xueyang felt more and more unusual in his heart.

Ten minutes later, Jing Xiaolei's phone rang suddenly, and at the same time, the hospital's lighting and electrical equipment began to return to normal one after another.

Jing Xiaolei stood up, turned on the Bluetooth earbuds, and after taking the phone, she turned to Cao Xueyang and said, "Doctor, it's okay, my colleagues have arrived." ”

Cao Xueyang asked anxiously: "The person who attacked us has also been caught!?" ”

Jing Xiaolei snorted and said, "That's not true, it seems that the other party is also a master, and he immediately evacuated the scene after missing a hit." But don't worry, they won't be able to run. ”

Cao Xueyang smiled bitterly and didn't express any opinions, Jing Xiaolei said again: "Dr. Cao, wait a minute, I'll send you home first, and then go to your assistant's residence to see what clues can be found, what do you think?" ”

Cao Xueyang said: "Yes, but I think, let's go with you first, after all, I have worked with her, and I may be able to provide you with some clues." ”

Jing Xiaolei smiled happily and said, "Then, it's troublesome for the doctor." ”

The two of them talked about the disappearance of the eldest grandson Zhi again. But what can we talk about?

Cao Xueyang actually knew that it didn't make much sense to go to the eldest grandson Zhi's house. But the disappearance of the assistant really shocked her greatly. She believes that Jing Xiaolei must feel the same way.

With today's sophisticated surveillance equipment, the "Skynet" system, and those dazzling electronic mobile devices, it is too difficult for a person to disappear without leaving a trace.

Unless, there's only one possibility

- Crossing

In fact, in the author's opinion, crossing is really a terrible thing.

Walking on the road well, lying on the bed at home, shaking my head, opening my eyes, suddenly came to another strange world, I can't find my way home, I can't see my relatives and friends, is it psychological, there will be no extreme fear?

Can you really be like China, expand the territory, sit on one side, command the heroes and fierce generals, and embrace the beauties left and right?

Almost impossible.

First of all, you may not understand what the ancients said, and you can't understand what they say!

Secondly, we were all born with vaccines, so we don't experience anything. In ancient times, our bodies were mobile super-viruses, and wherever we went, entire villages and towns would die.......

Of course, the most important thing is the state of mind of the traverser.

As you can imagine, when you are in a completely unfamiliar environment, the mood must be fearful and hesitant. Unless your reverse quotient is comparable to that of Emperor Zhaolie, it will definitely be difficult to survive in the ancient environment.

Of course, in the history of our country, there are really a lot of suspected traversers.

Among them, the most representative is naturally Wang Mang of the Western Han Dynasty.

The proof is that he has a detached mind and an unparalleled forward-thinking.

First of all, he promulgated some relatively advanced policies, such as the implementation of a planned economy, the establishment of a government loan system, land nationalization and a series of other policies he promulgated, which seem nothing today, but these policies seem a little incredible in feudal society.

Secondly, he advocated the equality of all people and did all kinds of scientific experiments, which seems to be the most common thing today, but in ancient times, it seemed to be an anomaly.

Of course, whether there are or not timers, with the current scientific knowledge of human beings, is not enough to explain.

Cao Xueyang is the same.

When she sat in the comfortable and wide seat of the Haval H9 police car and closed her eyes, she seemed to see the boundless yellow sand and the majestic Zisai City.

And the final picture is a woman in red walking slowly from the vast desert under the scorching sunshine; The hat, veil, and cloak fluttered in the wind, and the shadow of the hat obscured her heroic and sharp eyes, and the camels in the Western Regions around her were mooing, and the camel bells were ringing endlessly.

On the woman's waist, there is also a sheepskin wine sac, next to the wine bag, the gray wolf leather holster is wrapped around the waist, there is a pair of light crossbows inside, twenty-three pitch-black arrows are inserted in it, and the snowflakes in front of the hat are seven or eight o'clock, and the killing array is like a wildfire.

Cao Xueyang raised his eyes to look, but saw that the woman was carrying a sword and a sword.

Listen to the wind sword, six feet and four inches, as bright as the moon and like snow.

Even if there are thousands of seas, it is better than thousands of years.

From the moment the sword is unsheathed,

Her story said goodbye to the rivers and lakes.

The wind slashing knife is five feet three inches, and the wind rolls the battle flag.

The lonely smoke is the commander of the Qi company, and the horse wields a knife and blood penetrates the iron armor.

The moment the knife was swung,

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, the field is vertical and horizontal, and the iron horse is on the border of the general's grave.

Cao Xueyang knew that he had never been to a place like that.

She didn't even know where it was on the map of the country.

She just knew that she seemed to have been to that place, and there seemed to be a special connection with the woman......

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.