Lu Ming

Looking at the ancient people with buns and short robes around him, Cao Chuan felt a lot of pressure.Fortunately, the people who have been on the set still have a certain immunity to the onlookers, coughed lightly, and asked Zhou Tong: "I don't know where this world is, what year and month is it now, and who is the emperor?"

The sound of inhalation and exhalation was uttered from the surroundings again. Zhou Tong was about to open his mouth but he was stuck for a while. February twentieth of the year."

When Cao Chuan heard this, he seemed to be nodding steadily, thinking to himself: It turned out to be the Ming Dynasty, did he travel from winter to early spring?The problem is that this Ming Dynasty seems to be unfamiliar to him?

With the little knowledge left in his head, he could probably determine that Tian Qi was an emperor in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but who was the first emperor?

Seeing this seemingly young immortal, he didn't know what he was thinking. With a wrinkled face and a goatee, Lu Kengfang couldn't help but cup his hands and said: "The real person came out of nowhere, maybe there is something for me to wait for? I did it in the past years. A Taoist priest for a period of time, this, hey, this West Kunlun Shangqing Sect, um, is lonely and ignorant, and I have never heard of it."

After listening to what the old man said hesitantly, Cao Chuan understood that this was someone trying to find out the truth, but it was really hard to explain his own origins. Can't he say that descendants came to pay homage to their ancestors?

In the current situation, he couldn't help hesitating any more, so Cao Chuan could only cheer up and start to give this group of people some science knowledge.

A brief summary is that the Shangqing sect is in the fairy world of West Kunlun, and it has a relationship with the Ming people - the people who ascended from the Central Plains in the past dynasties also went to West Kunlun. Everyone was an ancestor 5 years ago, so they are all black-haired and yellow-skinned... …

In order to cultivate young heroes, every few years, Immortal Realm will send a group of young disciples to various planes of subordinates to experience the world of mortals with the Void Formation, so as to lay a good foundation for the future impact on Jindan. Today, everyone is destined to meet Cao Zhenren Going out of the mountain to experience such...

It took half an hour for this popular science. After Cao Chuan finished talking, the bandits not only had their worldview and gods and ghosts revised, but they also understood a little bit. This immortal Cao came to play the red dust, to experience and collect qi, not to To walk the way for heaven.

The atmosphere in the field was suddenly much warmer than before. Several heads of the family were shocked, shouting wine and meat, and they all said that they were fortunate to meet the true immortal today.

A group of bandits who witnessed the arrival of a real person, and an extra actor who was thrown into the Ming Dynasty, were so shocked that they spanned 400 years of time and space, and put together a weird welcome reception in the deep mountains.

After learning that Shang Zong also did not stop drinking and meat, Zhou Da's family hurriedly ordered the younger ones to slaughter chicken and cut meat. Although the seasoning was lacking, the taste was not very good, but Cao Chuan still ate his mouth full of oil, and popular science was very brain-intensive. Yes, get hungry easily.

After such a long time, several masters increasingly felt that this real person who appeared out of thin air was extraordinary, not to mention the style of the robe and the black leather quick boots under his feet.

However, according to Zhou Tong's experience in observing meat tickets, he found a strange thing: Where did the Jiangsu and Zhejiang accent of Cao Zhenren come from?Seeing someone put down the chicken bones, Zhou Tong just asked cautiously, "Did the real person roam this place before? The accent is not far from the brothers."

Cao Chuan's heart skipped a beat. After all, this lie must be fulfilled by a bigger lie. He knew that the rhetoric he had just made up in a hurry must have a lot of flaws. Believe it or not, this group of people will say it twice. Eating chicken drumsticks here is mostly due to the light and shadow effect that I just "came in", but I don't care much right now, let's get past this level first.

After nodding, Cao Chuan explained slowly: "Everyone does not know, every time the seniors in the sect travel back to the mountains, they will always store the geographical characters, customs and language, and magic power in the sect. In a 'photographing stone', the images of the characters are all present, and if the younger generation wants to travel to a certain place, they only need to watch it in advance and learn a few dialects, and it is not difficult, hehe, hehe."

Chapter 4

After everyone heard it, they couldn't help but be amazed. Cao Chuan followed to make up the knife: "Although the poor road is new, but this place is in the south of the Yangtze River. I still know about the big city of Hangzhou, and I don't know if it has changed its name now."

Master Zhou quickly replied: "So that the real person knows, the big city is still called Hangzhou, and it's a hundred and fifty miles east of here."

Zhou Tong exchanged a few glances with Chen Er's family while talking. Chen Huoding hurriedly filled Cao Chuan with wine and asked, "I don't know what Xianchang's plans will be in the future, can it be of use to the brothers in the village?"

Cao Chuan poured down another half bowl of fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented wine for a while, and relaxed a little. Pindao will return to the mountains in the future, and he will have his own blessings for you."

When everyone heard that there was good news in this accommodation, they immediately urged Cao Zhenren to stay for a few more days, saying that Tianmu Mountain had beautiful scenery and there were many fat sheep under the mountain. Pingfeng Village has enough wine and meat, and one day the real person has enough to live. If he really wants to travel, the village has to arrange people to lead the way for the real person.

Naturally, Cao Chuan nodded with a smile, seeing that it was not too early, he felt that the cold sweat on his back was almost dry, so he proposed to take a walk in this stockade.Zhou Tong shouted immediately, all the younger brothers began to withdraw from their seats, and Cao Zhenren, accompanied by several leaders, inspected Pingfeng Village.

There is only one steep road out of Pingfengzhai, which is the one that Cao Chuan walked through when he came.

The wall is tied with two layers of logs, the middle is rammed earth, and the outer layer is covered with yellow mud.Behind the wall is a layer of wooden paths that are more than one meter high. People standing on it can just throw stones out. Well, I have seen a lot of stone and earthen pots piled up under the wall.

Entering the gate is a small square, which is where they drink. There is a row of weapon racks beside the square. There are knives, guns, and axes.

There are three stone houses on the square, the largest one in the middle, with the door open, and the inside is empty. The villagers are moving the chairs and tables they used just now. Presumably this is the legendary Juyi Hall. There is even a sign. No, Cao Chuan was struck by the simple style of this group of bandits.

Starting from the middle of the mountain, the layers of bamboo houses climb up the mountain, hidden in the green forest, and you can see that there are springs flowing down in the forest.

Zhou Tong seemed to be a little unreliable in his heart, and he said as he walked, as if he was explaining something: "This Pingfeng Village has been passed down to Zhou, and there are several village owners. There are fights and trades on weekdays, and most of them are located here and there. The mountain lord, Haoqiang, is really a passing businessman, I have always discussed it, and I will give it away as a gift, and I have never committed any wrongdoing."

Cao Chuan said curiously, "I see that there are deep mountains and dense forests on all sides, and there are many merchants?"

With a goatee, the old man surnamed Lu, who just introduced himself as the accountant, laughed and replied: "I don't know anything about the real person, so just go down the mountain, a short half-day's journey, and it is the official road. Here, it connects Huizhou and Hangzhou, and the commercial road. It is prosperous, silk salt tea and rice are constantly being transported, and on weekdays I also sell some mountain goods.

Cao Chuan nodded, he already understood that the official way in the old man's mouth was probably the road he took from the CMB before crossing.

Zhou Tong continued to add: "There are also some village households in the back of the mountain. Most of them have escaped into the mountains because of the heavy taxation of the imperial court over the years. They open a few acres of thin fields in the valleys, and then hunt some game to find some mountain goods. The common people also have food and clothing. , I will wait for the brothers to drive away the tax collectors, and then I will sell some illicit salt from the bottom of the mountain, and the mountain households will pick up some rice and mountain goods in exchange, and it will be cheaper."

Cao Chuan thought to himself that you did not live in the hereafter, or else you would have been put down by tax collectors long ago.

While talking, he walked to the door of the stone house, and Lu Accountant introduced, "This is the public treasury."

Although someone was in the costume crew, it was the first time today that he knew that this mountain bandit also had a public warehouse, but since it was a warehouse, he didn't feel ashamed to go in. The other stone room was filled with salt, rice and mountain goods.

Tour guide Zhou proudly explained to Cao Chuan the struggle history of Pingfeng Village: there was more than one village in these mountains back then. If the repair is successful, it can be regarded as a signboard on this Huihang Road.

When the struggle was the most intense, there were more than 200 heroes in the village who were dedicated to fighting. After the situation gradually stabilized in the past two years, the older ones were sent back to the mountains to plan the fields and have children. Now all the villages left on the mountains Selected newcomers.

Cao Chuan hummed and sighed with emotion. After finally waiting for the sky to get dark, he asked where the standard room of the stockade was.

Lu Kengfang smiled and said as he led the way: "There are guest rooms, and the mountain households who come to exchange salt and rice on weekdays have to spend the night, but the guest room is simple and no one has cleaned it. In my room, I will give the real person a rest today, and the house will be tidy, and I will clean up a quiet room tomorrow."

Cao Chuan gave a little modesty and then did not refuse. In the middle, the second head of Chen also said that the real man was young and funny, and he had an appetite for him, and he strongly invited him to drink and tell fairy stories all night.Lu Accountant laughed and scolded: "You rude person, the room is either a knife or an axe or wine and meat, and there is no taste in the room. My old man can smoke half his life by staying for one night. Don't poison the real person!" A few people talked and said, It didn't take long to come to the door of Lu account's room.

Open the door and go in. Well, the room of this cultural person is different. Bamboo table, bamboo chair, four treasures of the study, some account books, a bamboo bed, and a small room at the back of the room, which is filled with water. urns and urinals.

At the base of the wall was a small bookshelf with some thread-bound books on it, as well as a few pieces of porcelain and bamboo carvings. It could be seen that Lu Kengfang was obviously a person who had strayed from the vulgar taste.

Cao Chuan hurriedly thanked him, and finally Lu's accountant lit the oil lamp on the table and said goodbye together with the two masters.

After bolting the door and checking the window, Cao Chuan sat down on the bamboo chair, covered his forehead with his hand, and sighed a few times, but he did not recover for a long time.

What he experienced today made him, who has always been quite nervous, scared to death.If it wasn't for his quick reaction at the time, where would he be able to get into a standard room in a bandit den, I'm afraid that this group of people would have been shut down in a small dark room as a slap in the face.

As soon as he thought that he was thrown into the legendary parallel world, he remembered that the culprit had not yet been dealt with, turned around and put the back of his hand under the oil lamp to observe carefully.

Chapter 5 High Technology

The golden snake was still turning in the black mirror, but it was obviously different from before the crossing, the head and tail could not be connected, and it was at least one third shorter.

After Cao Chuan saw it clearly, he still wiped the mirror with his right thumb, but there was no response. Now he had some ideas: If he guessed correctly, wait until the gold thread is connected to the head and tail, and he probably, Maybe it's possible to go back?

Thinking of this, someone suddenly became excited. If this guy can really make himself come and go, wouldn't he post it? ...

Innumerable phantom images of heart demons appeared in front of Cao Daoren. One moment ago, he was still laughing with Wall Street tycoons and talking about the world, and the next moment he was talking about heroes with Middle East oil giants. The situation is changing, and there seems to be a sign of going crazy.

After a long time, after wiping off the saliva, his train of thought returned to normal, and he felt like he had forgotten something: yes, there is still a mirror!Thinking of this, Cao Chuan quickly opened his palm, put the white mirror surface of the ring under the oil lamp, and looked at it carefully.

In the mirror of the white ring, there was also a thin gold thread swimming. Cao Chuan couldn't wait to wipe it off with his right thumb, but there was no response. Isn't this unscientific?He rubbed the five fingers of his right hand in turn, but there was still no response.

"There should be some movement to make sense?" he muttered, and inadvertently touched the mirror with the thumb of his left hand.

With a swipe, a short, faint white light flashed from the mirror, "Ha?! It's still high-tech, fingerprint authentication?" Study what function this mirror has, and the answer has emerged.

All the furniture, bamboo tables and chairs, bookshelves and ledgers irradiated by this indistinct white light all disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, half of the room was empty...

He bit his right fist fiercely. Although he had suffered too many incredible things today, the bamboo house in front of him still stimulated his tired nerves again.

Slowly pressing his left thumb on the mirror again, at this moment, he clearly "sees" the furniture floating in a gray space. The cabin is about the same, a cube with a side length of less than three meters.

"Whose baby are you?" No longer dared to curse this "look-alike" that he picked up, Cao Chuan removed his thumb from the mirror, and then touched it again, a faint white light appeared again, and in the blink of an eye , the furniture is piled back to the ground in a messy way.

Someone's face was expressionless, and his mouth began to keep saying: "This is going to be sent."

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the moon in the Ming Dynasty is undoubtedly much clearer than it will be a few hundred years later, as evidenced by the bright Milky Way in the distance.In a certain bamboo house in Pingfeng Village, three bandit leaders who have been baptized by the new concept of plane science are having a meeting in a low voice with excited faces, while in another bamboo house, a suppressed strange noise can be heard from time to time. I can't tell if I'm laughing or crying...

Early the next morning, Zhao Si was sent to Cao Chuan's house by the master of Zhou to listen to him. Zhao Si just turned eighteen this year.

Yesterday, when I saw someone extravagantly covering the stage, Zhao Si also followed everyone in a frenzy for a long time. Unexpectedly, he was sent to listen to him when he woke up early. "This is because I have an immortal fate in my family." Zhao Si squatted in front of Cao Chuan's gate to play. Picking stones, thinking while playing.

Until three poles in the sun, Lu's account room had come twice before Zhao Si heard a creak, the door of the bamboo house opened, and Cao Chuan paced out.

Zhao Si jumped over in two steps, bowed and said, "The youngest is Zhao Si, and the uncle ordered the young to come and sweep."

Cao Chuan looked at the young man and remembered that this was the one who shouted for the first time yesterday, pointing back and forth at him.

Cao Chuan smiled and said, "Then there is little brother Lao."

Zhao Si's face was full of excitement: "It's a small thing, it's right." His feet have jumped into the room.

Cao Chuan looked in place and took a few breaths of fresh air. It didn't take long before he saw Lu Kengfang approaching, and he greeted him with a fist from afar.

Someone was too excited last night and only fell asleep before dawn. His eyes were bloodshot. He was afraid that the old man would ask questions. ."

Lu Accountfang didn't expect that Cao Chuan's eyes were bloodshot and his face was haggard. He was dumbfounded when he heard the reason. He couldn't give any advice to ordinary people. He could only comfort Cao Chuan a few words at this meeting, so he led him to find the village owner.

The two walked slowly up a mountain spring at the back of the house, and not long after they walked, they saw a large bluestone platform protruding from the edge of the mountain, as smooth as a mirror, and the master of Zhou was already sitting and waiting.

Tables and chairs have been set up here, two plates of bacon, one plate of bamboo shoots, one plate of wild mushrooms, and a small mud stove with rice porridge rolling on it.

After the three of them were seated, Zhou Tong introduced that this place is usually a place where a few bosses come to sit, with a flowing spring next to it, and a sea of ​​fog in the distance. It was decided on a bluestone platform.

Cao Chuan is naturally a guest, but his mentality is very different from yesterday. After all, whoever has a private space, even in this Ming Dynasty, pretending to be an immortal can still live well.With such a state of mind, chatting with a few while eating is naturally much more relaxed.

This Zhou Tong is considered to be a descendant of the village. He grew up in the back mountain when he was a child.The official name of Lv accountant is Lv Wenwen. He looks old, but in fact he is not yet 40 years old. His family is in the countryside of Fuzhou. His family was poor and he went to a Taoist temple to work as a Taoist boy for several years.

In the Taoist temple, Lai was 20 years old, and was kicked out by the temple master to set up his own family, so he followed a wandering Taoist priest and started wandering around the world.The master and the apprentice have been wandering around in several southern provinces, and Lu Wenwen has learned a set of fortune-telling skills for healing.

A few years ago, the master and the apprentice traveled to Tianmu Mountain. The master’s lifespan was exhausted. Lu Wendao finished preparing the funeral. It happened that the old village owner was ill and was invited to go up the mountain. , and stayed in this village temporarily.

After a long time, I found that this village is also beautiful, and after traveling in the arena for many years, I really wanted to settle down, so I officially took the post of accountant.

While talking, Chen Erye also came to eat, and when he saw Cao Chuan, he shouted that he wanted to drink, and was scolded by Zhou Tong for two sentences before he stopped.Cao Chuan asked with a smile how Chen Er's family joined the team. Chen Huoding didn't want to say it for a long time, but when Lv Accountant said it, Cao Chuan laughed outright.

Chapter 6 The Return

The old lady of Chen Er's family died early. The old father was a general banner of the Dinghai Hou Institute, and Chen Huoding was the only son. As his name suggests, he was born like a raging fire, and he liked to fight with others.

Before the death of the old father, he begged for the grace of hundreds of households to make up for the lack of a small flag for Chen Huoding.On the day of taking office, I took a group of younger brothers to drink and celebrate. As a result, I was furious with the second son of the Qianhu family, who was in a position to say "three inches". From eastern Zhejiang to western Zhejiang, Chen Erye ran all the way up the mountain, falling from sea bandits to mountain bandits.

When Chen Huoding arrived at Pingfeng Village, he found out that he had found the right door. He danced knives and guns every day, and had enough wine and meat. He was really happy.Once Zhou Tong took the position, he vigorously explored the potential internally. Chen Huoding was strong in martial arts, straightforward, and everyone was convinced, so he was directly promoted to the second master.

In this way, Cao Chuan settled down in Pingfeng Village, and the next day he moved to a room at the highest point in the village, known as the "quiet room". Lao Lu also specially arranged for Zhao Si to live at the foot of Cao Chuan to facilitate greetings.

Apart from eating and drinking these two days, Cao Chuan began to inadvertently "reveal" some of the situation in West Kunlun.There are two reasons: one is to fill in the loopholes in the story he told that day, and the other is that he wants to implicitly express a setting: if something happens to the disciples of the Shangqing Sect, the Yuanshen will return to the sect at that time, and he will attack The souls of the people who are separated by the sect will be taken away by the sect, and all kinds of misery will be unspeakable...

In short, the routines in the idle books he read were basically the same.

No way, although these ancients seem to be quite respectful to him at the moment, but he is afraid, and doesn't want to find a way to fool the superstitious ancients, what if they are made into a banjo noodle one day?

Three days later, at noon, Cao Chuan was full of food and drink, got up from his seat, and cupped his hands, saying, "It's been difficult for the poor road to enter the meditation these days, and the spiritual energy here is insufficient. Now that the sun is in the sky, I'll go back to my room and try again. Let's talk slowly, everyone, I'll go by myself."

When everyone heard it, they hurriedly stood up to say goodbye to each other. Before leaving, Cao Chuan warned: "If the homework is not smooth, Pindao will be able to leave the customs at night, and then we will have a chat with a few people. If we can get stable and stable, then I don't know when to leave the customs. One or two days, three or five days are normal, no need to drink water, no need to sweep, just wait and see.”

When Zhou Tong and the others heard that Master Cao was going to play bigu, they also admired him a lot, and said that they would let Cao Chuan rest and meditate, and everyone guaranteed that there would be no humans or animals within a hundred steps around the real person...

Cao Chuan hurriedly returned to the house, closed the doors and windows, and looked down at the ring. It had been three days since he had crossed over. The little snake in the black mirror finally formed a circle again. Someone grinned and began to hug the table with a smirk. of two square stones and a coarse porcelain bowl, and then rubbed the white mirror to put everything inside.

Through practice in the past few days, he can now freely manipulate the ring to store and store items, but anything smaller than the space of the ring can be put into the ring by him with a wave of his hand, as long as the distance is within two meters.

Another important discovery was the two square seal stones thrown in the corner of the bookshelf of Lu's account.

The imprinted stone has not yet been completed, but it has been roughly polished into strips. The two bright red stones, only a small part of which is sapphire, have a fine texture to the touch and are cold and slippery.

Cao Chuan concluded at that time that these two stones should be the famous bloodstones of later generations.The reason is that he has seen this kind of seal stone in Li Douzhan's place, and he has also witnessed Li Douzhan's glue splicing and polishing process. The finished product is very similar to the two stones in his hand.

In view of the fact that Lv's account room certainly did not have the conditions to obtain chemical glue and polymer plastics, Cao Zhenren concluded that these two stones were genuine.

He has made a complete plan. If he can return to modern times today, then let Li Douzhan sell the stone.

If the ring can't send him back, then stay in this Ming Dynasty honestly, open the door to go out for dinner at night, anyway, he didn't say anything just now.

Cao Daxian chanted various immortals and Buddhas in his mouth, his eyes were solemn with golden light, and his right thumb slowly wiped the black mirror.

Silently, someone appeared in the deserted mountains. Seeing the backpack he dropped a few days ago and the surrounding ruins under his feet, Cao Chuan was so excited that he had nothing to say. The ring really brought him back!

He took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, sprinkled the water while laughing wildly, and threw the bottle after spraying, and then took out all kinds of snacks from the backpack and started throwing it. Throwing rubbish, until the things are finished, then sit on the ground, panting heavily, and reach out to put the things in the ring in front of you.

Seeing the imprinted stone and porcelain bowl in front of him, and the broken gold thread on the black ring face, Cao Chuan understood everything, kissed the ring fiercely, picked up his backpack, and started going down the mountain.

The descent was much faster this time than when it was first climbed up.His chest was on fire, the soles of his feet were windy, and his eyes were glowing. Not long after Cao someone ran out of the scenic spot, he was extravagant at the entrance of the park, and packed an Alto back to Hangzhou.After three o'clock in the afternoon, when he was about to return to the door of Li Dou's battle house, Cao Chuan took out his phone. Seeing that there was still a trace of electricity left, he quickly dialed it.

As soon as the phone rang, Li Douzhan scolded him as soon as he opened his mouth: "Are you still alive? Have you disappeared for a few days? The phone can't get through. I'm thinking about hiring two people to go to Qiantang tomorrow to make some money."

Cao Chuan grinned, and the brothers were so special when they cared about them, and quickly asked Li Douzhan, "Are you in the house?"

"What time is it? The stall is not closed yet."

"It's a good thing to speed up and come back."

"Liar dad? What good can you do?"

"Bitch! Take it now, come back quickly, you have to scold me, don't you?"

"Okay, take it now, please invite me in the evening, my business was delayed by you today."

After hanging up the phone, Alto drove all the way to the door. Cao Chuan entered the house to clear out a table, then put the two stones and porcelain bowls on the table, lay down on the sofa and set up a pose, waiting for Li Douzhan to come back.

Not long after, I heard an electronic voice outside the window: "Please pay attention, reverse the car." Two minutes later, when the door rang, Li Douzhan strode in with a big bag, slammed the door and was about to curse. I was attracted by several objects.

Throwing down the bag in his hand, he jumped to the table in two steps. Li Douzhan put his hands on his legs with a strange expression. He looked at the imprinted stone on the table. After a few minutes, he lightly picked up one of them and walked to the window to meet the light. stand up.

"What are you still staring at? It's all genuine. You are also a professional, don't you think?"