Yue Xiaofei was so ragged that he squatted at the intersection of the trail outside the forest, staring blankly at a pheasant roasted by an old man by the fire not far away, swallowing his saliva desperately, like a beggar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, in addition to not carrying out the specific business of a beggar, in terms of his dress and the degree of dirt on his face, he is already a qualified beggar.

The wood burned crackling, the smell of charcoal burning out and the crisp aroma of pheasant slowly drifted into Yue Xiaofei's nose, and the skin of the roasted pheasant oozed not much oil, which flowed down the golden outer layer and dripped onto the charcoal with a slight sound.

It's a crime, Yue Xiaofei touched his hungry belly, and muttered silently in his heart.

Yue Xiaofei, male, an outstanding teenager who grew up under the red flag. The three views are super positive, no smoking and alcoholism, and when I met my grandmother on the road, I took out my copycat mobile phone to take pictures and send them to Weibo Moments for the first time. Like thousands of teenagers, he was influenced by the knowledge of a teacher in an island country, and he did something alone for a long night that was not beneficial to the society and the country, but was beneficial to his physical and mental health, and expressed his patriotic feelings.

His parents died very early, and with the help of relatives and friends, he hastily finished a pheasant university, and in an unknown city, he relied on a few pieces of paper issued to him by an unknown school to find a small position in an unknown company and sit, receiving a salary that could support himself and absolutely no girlfriend, and living a small life with countless little people.

Suddenly, he crossed over.

Every time he thinks of this, he is filled with righteous indignation, you see people crossing, there are rich second generations who are pushed into the pool, there are doctors who save people in car accidents, there are people who are thundered and electrocuted on the Internet, buddy, what is the matter with me falling down the sewer without a manhole cover?

As it turns out, the entrance to time travel doesn't have to be under a cliff, but it could be a sewer with a stolen manhole cover in the corner of the city.

Moreover, people are either the sons of local tycoons, or there is a father who can fight ten, or they are ****** princes and nobles.

But look at Yue Xiaofei again, this resurrection was born in a corner that I don't know what it was, and the initial equipment was only a shirt and trousers that I bought for work for a hundred yuan, and when I woke up in the woods, my clothes were torn a big hole, which was "broken" in terms of quality, and it was not even the most basic white.

This is the difference between people and people, so obvious that it is like the difference between white and black.

Originally, he was still holding that it would be someone to prank, but occasionally seeing the passing carriage and the ancient costumes of the entourage made him more and more shaken, and finally when he looked at the clarity of the stream in the east of the forest, he finally accepted that this was not the reality of his world, after all, the world was so polluted, and such a clear water could make a windfall by selling him Yue Xiaofei.

For several days in a row, he lived on the fruits of the woods, and his face became more and more embarrassed all day, and one day a girl with a basket in a passing convoy came over and took out two faint yellow steamed buns from the basket.

I saw that the fairy did not apply fat powder, and the long waterfall-like green silk hair reached the waist, and it was simply tied at the back of the head. The coarse cloth clothes were simple, but they were better than the colorful silk and satin, and although the hand that stretched out to him with the steamed bun was not fat white and smooth, it was as great in Yue Xiaofei's eyes as the memory god stretched out his hand to Adam.

This is the scene that popped up in Yue Xiaofei's mind at that time, which had been immersed in online literature for many years.

Perhaps it was because his eyes were too rude and idiotic, the girl was a little overwhelmed for a moment, and then frowned in annoyance, and put back one of the two steamed buns that she had taken out, and even regretted why she was so kind to the beggar at that time.

Secretly scolded the disciples, turned around and returned to the carriage caravan. Yue Xiaofei paid attention to the salute until the convoy disappeared from view, and then ate the steamed buns in a few bites, not even a full point.

These days, in addition to looking forward to another girl to get some food, the biggest thought is the pheasant that the old man roasted at the fork in the forest every night on time.

The old man didn't know his name, he was dressed like a woodcutter in the mountains, and he appeared on time at the fork in the road every day like NPCs to make a fire and roast chicken, and occasionally glanced at Yue Xiaofei, but he didn't have the kindness to give him even a chicken butt, and the bones that were eaten were thrown into the fire, breaking the possibility that Yue Xiaofei would pull down his face and gnaw bones one day.

For several days, every day at this fork in the road in the evening, there would be such a scene, an old man eating roast chicken, and a beggar eating on the opposite side.

The old man saw that it was almost roasted, took out a small oiled paper bag from his arms, opened it and sprinkled some powder on it, and the aroma of roast chicken in the air and the stimulation of spices became a little stronger. Yue Xiaofei scolded his mother in his heart, and was gritting his teeth and planning to do something out of the ordinary, such as robbing a roast chicken or something, the old man's head was tilted and his eyes were slanted and he looked in a direction at the fork in the road.

A team of people and horses pushed a few trucks and walked slowly, the center of the team drove a black-topped carriage, the leader rode a batch of jujube red horses and looked left and right, saw the strange occasion at the intersection was also stunned, raised his hand to signal the whole team to stop, and then the people behind him stepped forward to communicate with the two for a while, and finally decided to rest in place.

These people quickly and simply set up a temporary camp in the forest, and for a while Yue Xiaofei's attention was not on the old man's roast chicken, he instinctively had to take a few steps back into the forest, and stayed at this intersection for a few days, all the caravans or convoys passed by during the day, and occasionally heard a few complaints from passers-by He knew that the world was not peaceful, and he dared to rush at night, hehe, Yue Xiaofei's novels were not read in vain.

Although there was a temporary camp, but there was no bonfire, a dozen people gathered together in twos and threes, leaning against the trunk of the tree, holding water bags and dry food to drink and gnaw, one person took two portions of water to drink dry food and sent it to the carriage, and then lowered the door curtain, unable to see the situation inside.

The leader was carrying a scimitar, except for him, everyone else was dressed in black, only he was wearing a crimson undershirt and a brocade robe, this one was very handsome and chic, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was a boss-level figure. Just look at the face of this master again, a scar slanted across the entire face, and Yue Xiaofei said that he was really blind in this appearance.

The leader explained a few words to the others in the team, pressed the knife in one hand and walked towards the old man roasting the pheasant, walked to the side and sat directly on the ground regardless of the clothes, took out a water bag on his waist and took a big sip, seeing that the reaction to drinking should be wine instead of water, and he drank a few sips happily. The leader opened his mouth at this time, and the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes was strong, "Uncle, I am still here alone at this hour, this roast chicken is fragrant enough." As he spoke, he sniffed a few times and sniffed fiercely, but the old man didn't reply, and only cared about taking care of his roast chicken. The leader was bored, his face stiffened, but then he laughed and said, "Uncle, why don't I exchange this wine with you for some roast chicken, this meat must also have wine." ”

The old man glanced at the leader, "I don't have enough for this old chicken, don't worry about it," the voice was a little louder, and Yue Xiaofei could hear it, so he felt that this was not only to the leader but also to him, and he felt a little unhappy, it turned out that this old thing knew that he was staring at him for the past few days.

Of course, the old man didn't know what Yue Xiaofei thought, so he said, "Also, the next time you talk to the old man, don't keep pressing the handle of the knife with your hand, it's easy to misunderstand and scary." ”

As soon as the words fell, the intersection suddenly fell silent, except for the chirping of summer insects, only the crackling sound of charcoal burning. Everyone looked at the old man, some with their hands in their arms, others with their hands on the hilt.

"Haha, the old man said that he laughed, he went out to walk the rivers and lakes, this is also a habit, and he laughed when he saw a smile. The leader laughed a few times, and while his hand left the hilt, he glanced at the team, and everyone put away their small movements.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young man dressed as a scholar came out with a money bag, looking very nervous, and when he stepped out of the carriage, the coachman on the side wanted to come forward and say something, but was stopped by his companion. The young man trembled and walked up to the old man and bowed.

"I've seen the old gentleman, the student wants to exchange these silver coins for the old gentleman's roast chicken, I wonder if the old gentleman is willing?" When he said this, the young man looked at the leading strong man sitting on the side from time to time, but the other party kept his eyes closed and looked indifferent.

"Didn't I tell your family before, I don't have enough chickens, I don't sell them!"

"Don't want all, don't want all, just a few, my master wants to eat the old man's roast chicken, and please ask the old man to be accommodating. When the young man heard the old man's answer, he was a little anxious for a while, and hurriedly discussed.

"Didn't the old gentleman say that he wouldn't sell it, how much money do you want to buy the old gentleman's roast chicken, come, show me the purse. The leader on the side spoke at this time, but the young man was frightened and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, the old gentleman doesn't want to, I'll go back to the car and talk to the master. After saying that, he quickly turned around and wanted to leave, "I said, give me the purse." The leader spoke again, and the young man's thin body froze suddenly, his face turned pale in the firelight, and his lips trembled and he didn't know how to respond.

"It's not a big deal, okay, I'll sell you some of it. The old man opened his mouth first, and pulled one of the wings off the roast chicken, "Okay, that's enough, right?"

"Enough, enough enough, the student thanked the old man!" the young man handed over the money bag first, wiped his hands on his shirt before he went to pick up the chicken wings, as soon as he took it, he almost burned his hands and let go, and then reflexively returned to the carriage with a bag of cuffs.