The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

When he got up the next day, he found that there was an extra set of blue robes on the bedside. The workmanship was not exquisite, and it was hard to the touch, but it was several times better than the clothes he saw those farmers wore, and he was indeed missing a pair of robes. It's weird that you can't wear camouflage uniforms all the time.

But when he saw the antique design, he couldn't help touching his short hair. This dress matched his short hair perfectly. It is estimated that the people in this village and Old Man Li didn't respond to his short hair. According to his observations, the people here All people, whether male or female, have long hair.

Putting on his robe, he put away the camouflage uniform and put it in his backpack. He took a deep breath, opened the door and took a look, and sure enough, he saw old man Li humming a little song, wandering around the yard to digest his food.

Old man Li's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw that he was dressed so well, "A man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle. Your boy is still a human being dressed like this, which is much worse than your strange clothes."

"Thank you for the compliment, although I'm not at all happy." He didn't want to talk to an ancient person about the protection and camouflage effect of camouflage uniforms.

"It's useless to be dissatisfied. You have to pay back what you eat and drink. Don't try to run away. There is no way to get what you owe me. What do you want to see? Let's go to the market with me today. If we don’t open again, the two of us will drink the northwest wind.”

Old man Li put the banner that was sitting on the base of the wall on his shoulder, and happily led the way with his hands behind his back. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and finally someone carried the banner for him, and it was worth it.

Catching the flag on his shoulders and lifting it up, Song Qishu realized that this guy wasn't as light as he looked, he was so heavy, his shoulders swayed under the weight, and he almost fell down in a daze .

"Hey, is this pole made of iron? It's so heavy, wouldn't wood be better?"

He struggled to catch up with old man Li while carrying the banner, he really couldn't understand how old man Li's thin body moved, could it be that my heart has the power of the wild?

Old man Li stroked his white beard comfortably, squinted his eyes and looked straight ahead, not even bothering to give him a look.

"Wood? How can wood bear the big characters on my flag? I said, why are you talking so much, you bastard? Do whatever I ask you to do."

The two left the mountain nest where they lived, and there was a flatter path in front of them. This road led straight to the entrance of the village, and passed many farmlands on the way. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw that all the people who were farming were women.

There wasn't a single man, and he didn't see a man when he went to deliver the stew before, as if this village was a village of women.

Seeing that it was Li Banxian, everyone exclaimed, and hurriedly lowered their heads and worked more swiftly, like hiding from the plague god.

"Didn't I see them respecting you last time? What's the meaning of this ghost-like expression in broad daylight?" He asked Old Man Li suspiciously.

Li Banxian turned his neck pretending to be a ghost, and chanted in a drawn-out voice, "Don't say it, don't say it."

He rolled his eyes and shut his mouth. This old magician is not only pretending to be a ghost, but he is also a fool to ask seriously.

It is said that the entrance of the village is actually a big stone tablet erected by the government. Unfortunately, the front and sides of the stone tablet are covered by a piece of red cloth and silk, so the real appearance inside cannot be seen.

He curiously reached out his hand to lift a corner of the silk, and the next second, the back of his hand was red from being smoked by old man Li's cigarette bag.

"Who allowed you to move your hands? I just praised you for your calmness. Take a closer look." Old man Li pointed out the tiny characters on the red silk to show him.

The word seemed familiar yet unfamiliar, and he could only recognize a few sentences after putting it together for a long time. It was similar to saying that this piece of cloth was covered by someone on a sunny day. I hope the villagers can restrain themselves and restore rituals to create a better future. In society, if someone uncovers the government, he will not let this person go.

Touching his almost cheap hand, he was very puzzled, are the officials here so casual?

Although this village is not prosperous, it is very close to Jinyun County. They walked out of the village entrance and walked a few trees, and they almost saw the city gate of Jinyun County.

It was a vermilion lacquered plaque, with a small dragon carved on the left and auspicious signs on the right, and auspicious clouds can be seen across it. The words Jinyun County are vigorous and powerful, with extraordinary momentum.

Here Song Qishu was still doing his best to observe the surroundings obsessively, Li Banxian had already greeted the guards familiarly and entered the door.

But when Song Qishu came here, the guards naturally stopped him.

"Boy, where is your pass? Take it out!"

"I'm with that old man Li in front. Didn't he tell me?" Song Qishu saw their red cherry spears shining coldly, swallowed his saliva, and took a step back subconsciously, afraid that they would give him a blow. A real cold weapon, a poke is a bloody hole.

"Old man Li?" The two guards looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the boy's weird short hair. Then they decided that the boy was lying on purpose, and brought their spears close to his neck, threatening.

"Do you really think our brothers are so foolish? He didn't say that there is someone else. If you lie, you can find a good excuse, take out the pass, and get out if you don't have one!"

Song Qishu clenched his fists. It's impossible that this old man Li didn't know that he needed a pass. He knew that he would be interrogated if he was a gangster here, but he had to go to the market. This was not teasing him.

Song Qishu gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was unwilling to turn around, so he had to beg the two of them to let him in again. He was so tired of carrying the banner, and he was also tired of entangled with the two of them here, "Really, I am his distant relative. Live in his house, if you don’t believe me, I’ll go in and catch him and explain to you.”

"If you say you can't do it, it's not that you can't do it. If you don't give me a pass, you can go and play." The guard was also annoyed by him, and scratched his ears, looking extremely impatient.

"I..." He wanted to cry without tears, and was about to yell directly at the door. He didn't believe that old man Li wouldn't come out, but before he could say anything, a sound of "Dede" horseshoes came from behind him. The trembling ground also trembled three times.

He jumped aside a few times reflexively, just in time for a tall horse with a white mane to blow past him with a gust of wind, followed by a group of well-dressed men on horseback.

A person sat on the white horse passing him, wearing a red cloak, urging the horse with great momentum, his face could not be seen clearly against the sun, and he could only see a witty braid on the back of his head, he guessed it was probably a heroic figure A sassy girl.

The other party seemed to feel his gaze when they passed by, and turned to look at him with a frown.

Although she looks delicate, her Adam's apple is indeed male!

Song Qishu covered his heart, he was so old and dizzy, as expected, the clothes of the ancients were different.

"Stop, get off your horse, who are you! Hurry up!"

The next second, he began to thank this person. It was precisely because this person broke through the city gate that all the guards were distracted to chase after him. Instead, he had a chance, and he took the opportunity to sneak into the county seat with a touch of oil on the soles of his feet.

Alas, it's hard to be a black householder, so you have to hurry up and apply for an account, otherwise it will be troublesome to go anywhere in the future.

Carrying the banner with difficulty, he walked through the market. Song Qishu leaned on the banner and panted heavily, not intending to continue circling around, so he casually found a small vegetable vendor and asked him.

"Ma'am, do you have an old man who is a fortune-teller here? He has a long white beard, and he likes to squint his eyes."

The wrinkles on the aunt's face deepened a little bit, and she frowned as she recalled it, and she suddenly realized, "Oh, you asked Li Banxian, right? Brother, are you looking for a fortune teller from him? Let me tell you that he charges a lot, and his temper is so bad." Strange, it is said that there was a high-ranking official last time..."

"Hold on, I just want to know where he set up a stall for fortune-telling. Auntie, look at my streamer. I sent it to him specially. It's sinking." expression.

The aunt saw that the words on the banner were true, and the young man's lips were red and his teeth were white, as tender as tofu. She thought of her little son when she saw it, and she felt very distressed instantly.

"Oh, then go quickly, don't be scolded for the weird old man, you go out from this street, turn left and there is a bigger market, there is a lot of traffic, Li Banxian likes to set up stalls there." After speaking, she was afraid that he would run away, so she grabbed his sleeve and stuffed a small cabbage into his arms.