Farmer Xianlang who traveled through time

"hiss--"

Li Jinshu woke up with a headache.

Opening his eyes, he was startled by a wretched face, instinctively reacted, and punched it.

"Ah!" The other party staggered and almost sat on the ground.

"Who are you?" Li Jinshu shouted.

There are two men in front of me, one with a mouse eye and a deer head, his eyes are squinting.

An obese dementia who only smiles at people and looks extremely wretched.

"Hey, Jinshu, we kindly accompany you home, don't be angry." The man with mouse eyes and deer head said with rolling eyes.

The fat guy clapped his hands and smirked, "Let's play together, brother Jinshu."

"Damn!" Li Jinshu glanced at the wooden stick next to the woodpile, picked it up, and waved it to scare them.

"Hey! Brother Jinshu, don't play with sticks, I will feel sorry for you if you hurt yourself. I will let you play with brother Qiangzi's sticks in the future."

The man with rat eyes and deer head was out of shape, and a disgusting transparent liquid was secreted from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn, I won't kill you!" Li Jinshu was so angry that he swung his stick and swept towards the opponent.

Wang Qiangzi didn't expect the person in front of him to do it as soon as he said it, and he had a cheap smile on his face, and he didn't have time to put it away.

"Ah, brother Jinshu, you're trying to kill someone. You fell down by yourself before, so it's none of my business!"

"My uncle beat you to death!"

He swung the wooden stick in Li Jinshu's hand vigorously, hitting them one after another.

"Brother Jinshu, I'm just joking, don't be angry... oh, it hurts to death, it hurts to death..." Wang Qiangzi ran away with his head in his arms, yelling.

While shouting, he flirted flirtatiously: "Brother Jinshu, you will follow my Wang Qiangzi to be my husband in the future, and I will guarantee you good food and spicy food, how about it!"

"Go to hell!" Li Jinshu's eyes flickered, and he kicked his opponent's crotch directly.

"Aw!—" Wang Qiangzi let out a pitiful cry like killing a pig.

The silly fat man was terrified and ignored the murderer. He carried Wang Qiangzi who was lying on the ground on his shoulders, and rushed towards the village quickly.

"It won't be dead!" Li Jinshu murmured, feeling a little scared at this moment.

Suddenly, I have a splitting headache!

In a trance, many memory fragments that did not belong to him flashed before his eyes.

After regaining his senses, Li Jinshu felt as if he had overwhelmed the dog.

Did he time travel?As a handsome young and talented doctor who is a leader in the field of Chinese medicine, Li Jinshu wants to cry but has no tears.

According to the memory left by his predecessor, this village is called Hulu Village, which belongs to the Wen and Jin Dynasty with an empty history, and has nothing to do with the five thousand Chinese history he is familiar with.

Knowing 300 years before and 300 years after knowing, there is no need to play tricks.

"Ugh!"

With a faint sigh, Li Jinshu picked up a bundle of firewood next to him and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Hey, someone?"

A figure lying in the grass could be vaguely seen in front of him, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Hey, are you alright!"

"..."

"Hey, you can still breathe, give me a squeak, or I will leave."

"..."

"Hello, how are you?" Li Jinshu hesitated.

After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward slowly.

Approaching the other party and seeing the other party's true face clearly, surprise flashed in Li Jinshu's eyes.

He is about 20 years old and has a handsome face.

His face was unnaturally pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and his noble silk robe seemed to have been cut by a sharp knife, and his breathing was barely there. It was obvious that he was not in a good condition.

For some reason, seeing this strange person, Li Jinshu's heart seemed to be touched by something, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Today is your luck."

After struggling to help him up, Li Jinshu looked at the firewood thrown aside, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Moving forward step by step, the brilliant sunset shone down from the woods, dragging the figures of the two people long.

"Jin Shu!" came a surprised shout.