Time travel without cheats

The two brothers jumped off the donkey cart, Ran Xiaole bowed to Zhang San respectfully, "Brother Zhang, I've been away for half a day, let's send it here."

"En." Zhang San nodded, but did not get out of the car. He pointed to the road in the distance and said, "The capital is ahead."

"Oh...huh?" Ran Xiaole's dizzy head finally regained a sliver of reason, "You mean...the capital?"

"Yes."

Ran Xiaole was taken aback. Although it had been four years, Fang Jin said that he had been executed on the spot, but thinking about the horrible center of power, the strange experience of narrowly dying was still vivid in his mind, making his hair stand on end.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ran Xiaole suddenly felt pain in his bones.

If he is really a thief, he needn't feel guilty, he is afraid that this worldly thief will call for a thief, the more he lives honestly, the more he has to be on guard, and he will become someone's stepping stone if he is not careful.

"Brother Zhang, is there another way to get around the capital?"

There was a fleeting smile on the corner of Zhang San's mouth, "No."

"Must go this way?"

"Yes."

Ran Xiaole let out a long sigh of resignation, Zhang San turned the donkey's head and said with a smile: "Xiao Le, there are always things that you can't escape, it's all predestined."

"for example?"

"How would I know your fate?"

Ran Xiaole paused: "What about my brother's life?"

Zhang San raised his head and laughed loudly, "If I say I know nothing, would you believe me?"

"Letter." Ran Xiaole almost blurted out, "Brother Zhang, see you if you are destined."

"You and I both know that there is no fate in the end." Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his calm look, "Xiao An."

Ran Xiaoan, who stood aside without saying a word, raised his head, "Is there anything else?"

Zhang San smiled, "I only wish it to be a carefree bird that can fly freely."

"It depends on his life."

Zhang San laughed, even tears came out, "Yes."

After he had laughed enough, his expression became solemn and silent again.He pulled the rein in his hand and straightened his dying spine, but his eyes were firm from beginning to end.

"Farewell."

"Ah."

Ran Xiaole wanted to say something more, but it was really useless to say more.The back of the man walking away is chic and decisive, as if he is heading towards death leisurely.He can ignore hatred, he can ignore blood, and he can even ignore humiliation and lose his life. What is he trying to do?

Ran Xiaole is a modern person, this question is really beyond the outline for him.

Maybe he didn't plan anything.

Zhang San wanted to rush back to the village before midnight, and the sound of the creaking donkey cart gradually faded away, swaying a heavy dream of unknown origin.

Or in his words, responsibility.

"elder brother…"

Ran Xiaole came back to her senses, took her brother's little hand and smiled softly, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Xiao An held her brother's hand and pressed it to her heart, "Your hand is so hot."

"It's your hands that are too cold."

Only then did Ran Xiaole realize that it was already autumn.

"come over."

Xiao An was obediently wrapped into his arms by his brother, "Brother..."

"Is it cold?"

"not cold."

"You..." Ran Xiaole rubbed the child's cheek with the tip of her nose, but she still couldn't utter the words that were stuck in her throat.

What a cold hearted person.

Maybe it was really too tired, Ran Xiaole was paralyzed on his younger brother, at that moment, he almost forgot that the child in front of him was only 14 years old, he instinctively just wanted to lend a shoulder to lean on.

The shoulders of loved ones.

"elder brother…"

Ran Xiaole replied feebly, "Xiao An, I'm a little sleepy."

Ran Xiaoan smiled, and slowly bowed his body, "Xiaoan carries brother on his back."

"Need not."

The mouth subconsciously refused, but the body obeyed honestly.

Ran Xiaoan padded his arms, not wanting to disturb the sleeping person on his back, and walked quietly towards the distance.

"Brother, brother..."

"Um…"

Ran Xiaole woke up in a daze, dazed for a long while before realizing that she was lying comfortably on her younger brother's back, jumped down quickly, and rubbed his shoulder distressedly, "Oh baby, are you exhausted? ?”

Ran Xiaoan shook his head, took his brother's arm and leaned forward, "Brother, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, let's go... huh?"

"Oh, I forgot to say, bro, the city gate is closed, we can't get in today."

Ran Xiaole sighed softly, "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow." He pinched the back of Xiao An's neck, "Xiao An, do you want to go see grandpa?"

"Brother, do you want to?"

"You do not want?"

"I..." Xiao An held Ran Xiaole's hand and smiled, "I listen to my brother."

The pain in the temple was sharp, Ran Xiaole held his forehead, when will this child return to normal!

"What's wrong with brother?"

"It's okay." Ran Xiaole squeezed out a forced smile, "Let's go and see grandpa."

The ruined temple had already been reduced to ashes in the fire four years ago. There was no grass growing on that piece of land, but the surrounding weeds grew like crazy, raising a barren land.

Ran Xiaole didn't want to take another look, the two walked through the woods and searched for a long time before finding the small mound where the old man was buried.

Not even a tombstone.

This piece of woods is still so uninhabited, it's a pity that the fallen flowers in autumn are colorful, but it also fulfills the coffin of an insignificant person.

The two brothers cleaned up the weeds in front of the tomb. Ran Xiaole took out the water bag in the bag and poured some water on the ground, "Grandpa, I haven't seen you in four years. There are no flowers or wine today. I'm afraid I will let you down."

He held Xiao An in front of him, and said with a smile: "However, look at your grandson, he has grown so tall, and he has also practiced kung fu. He is promising! Xiao An, you are amazing."

"grandfather."

"Good boy." Ran Xiaole pawed his head a few times, "Come on, let me kowtow to grandpa."

Ran Xiaoan knelt down obediently, and nodded three times obediently, "Grandpa, brother is good to me, don't worry."

Ran Xiaole stared at the child next to him meaningfully, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, couldn't see his corners, and naturally couldn't detect the indifference and alienation in his eyes.But he could feel that Ran Xiaoan was indifferent, he didn't care about anyone or anything, no matter how much this person loved him.

Well, what about yourself?

Ran Xiaole can still be sure that in Ran Xiaoan's heart, there is him, and it can even be said that he is the only one.But why?Why?What about in the future?

That person named Duan Ran is nibbling away at his little An, what kind of person is he?Will there be a day when he will throw away all the irrelevant feelings and past?

Throw away all the stories including yourself.

Like grandpa, like Zhang San, he became an uninvited guest under the loess.

There was a suffocating breath in his chest, Ran Xiaole suddenly couldn't bring it up, his eyes blurred, he felt dizzy, and before long, the last trace of consciousness was swallowed up by darkness.

At Mao time, the sun rises and the city gate opens.

A large ocher-red sedan chair pulled by a carriage was stopped outside the city gate, and a pair of soft catkin hands frivolously lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. Just listening to the singing voice was enough to make the new little doorman very nervous.

"Laifu, what's the matter?"

"Sister Ye'er, it seems that someone has changed their duties today, and they won't let us in no matter what."

"Oh?" The woman poked her head out without hesitation, her soft and revealing eyes turned to the man outside the sedan chair, and she said with a coquettish smile, "Which little brother wants to trouble Meier?"

The little guard tried his best to straighten his blushing face, swallowed his saliva, and said righteously: "Recently, the imperial court is, is arresting ... fugitives, you ... have not, have not entered the city ..."

"Hahaha... Am I that pretty? Look at how nervous you are." The woman jumped out of the carriage nimbly and picked the guard's chin. "Brother, are you new here?"

"Yes... so what?"

"Not really." The woman put her lips into a smile, moved her beautiful face closer to the little guard, and exhaled like blue: "I just want to tell you the rules."

"What rules?"

"Our Lanfangyuan carriage enters the city without a permit."

"Why?"

"Hahaha... why do you say?" The woman waved the handkerchief dyed with light fragrance, and lightly brushed the cheek of the little guard, "You can ask your officer."

"Don't, don't make fun of me!" The little guard said seriously, "Since the girl doesn't have a pass order, please open the curtain of the car and let me check it."

The woman smiled instead of anger: "Are you sure?"

The little guard walked up to the carriage, "Please, please trouble the girl."

"I'll save it for you." The woman chuckled, and walked to the front of the car, twisting her waist like a weak willow supporting the wind, "Laifu."

"Yes."

The man who called Laifu got out of the carriage, opened the curtain respectfully, the guard leaned into the carriage, and said in surprise, "You...you actually..."

"What's wrong with me? Huh?"

"Bright... the sky is bright, the sky is bright, you... how dare you abduct and sell young children under this imperial city!"

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense." The woman leaned on the carriage, rolled up her handkerchief nonchalantly, her foxy eyes were full of meaningless smiles, "It's not me who betrayed them, but their cruel father Mother, if you don't believe me... come and bless me."

"Sister Ye'er."

Laifu handed over a small square box, and the woman tapped it lightly with her tender fingers, "This is the deed of prostitution, do you want the official to see it?"

"I…"

"Isn't this Meier?"

Just as he was talking, a man with a fat head and a big face came over and took advantage of the woman's waist. The woman's fingers slid down the man's skirt and said softly: "Master Duan, you teach well, The subordinates are all acting impartially."

The man grabbed the woman's hand and kissed her in full view, "Slow down, what's going on?"

The woman pursed her lips, "He won't let Meier enter the city."

"What?" The man slapped the little guard on the face, "Who borrowed your courage!"

The little guard was caught off guard, and after a stagger, he still stood up straight, but his lips trembled slightly, as if he was enduring the anger brought about by the humiliation.

"I've wronged you, haven't I!"

Seeing that the man was about to slap the little guard again, the woman quickly took his hand lightly, smiling flirtatiously, "Master, what do you care about with him? He is so upright, didn't he learn from you? This is called... The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, isn’t it?”

"Just your little mouth is sweet." The man was afraid that he was fascinated by sex, and wanted to kiss those rouge lips, but the woman turned her head away, "Come on, Master Duan, let me show you something new." He leaned on the man's ear and whispered: "This place is full of people, wait for tonight..."

"Oh? Hahaha...Okay, okay..." The anger in the man's heart was mostly dissipated by this half-pushing, and he followed the woman's hand to look into the sedan chair, and the sloppy flesh on his face was filled with obscenity that he didn't bother to cover up.

"This is good, it's really watery, I like it, and this one... eh?" The man pointed to a child with an obscene look in his eyes and shouted, "This one, I want this one! Tsk tsk tsk...it's so beautiful...it's so beautiful !"

"Master Duan." The woman tore down the sedan chair curtain and said in a low voice, "That's Lanfangyuan's top card in the future, I'll wait for my slave's training|teaching, and send it to your house cleanly, how about it?"

"Okay...ok..." The man kissed the woman on the face, "It's better to be Meier."

The woman delicately hammered the man's chest, and said with a smile: "Master Duan, can the slave's family enter the city?"

"Who won't let you in?"

The woman calmly took her hand from the man's, and said with a smile, "That's right, with Master Duan taking care of him, who would dare?"

The man laughed loudly triumphantly, and led her into the carriage himself. The woman's eyes flickered past the face of the little doorman, she bowed to the man, got into the sedan chair and left.

The woman's smile disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by undisguised disgust and boredom. She closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly opened them, with a slightly relaxed expression.She stretched out a hand to the outside of the sedan chair, and said to the groom: "Laifu, I'm afraid that little stutterer will suffer a lot. You go to inquire at night when there is no one, and if you can see him, give him this." , just say... I will apologize to him."

Lai Fu answered the woman's silk handkerchief, "Sister Ye'er, what if he doesn't want it?"

The woman was silent for a long time before saying: "Then let's burn it."

"Yes."

The woman withdrew her hand and said to the person in the sedan chair: "I know you don't like to dress up like this, but your brother is a criminal of the imperial court. Besides me, who would risk his life to take you in?"

The other children just sat embracing their knees tremblingly, except for a handsome young man glaring at the woman's back, "If you betray us, I will kill you all, and that pig who despised me just now!"

The woman didn't look back, but just smiled: "It's not good, it's not good to be full of hostility at such a young age."

"You!" There was a flash of white light in the sedan chair, followed by the screams of the children. The woman only pinched Ran Xiaoan's wrist lightly with two fingers, staring at the dagger in his hand, the faint voice could not be heard. Out of joy and anger: "It's a good knife."

Ran Xiaoan struggled to twist his arm, surprised that he couldn't use any strength at all, "Who are you?"

"You are no match for Fang Jin, right?"

"Do you know Fang Jin?"

The woman smiled, "Although restraining emotions is powerful, you are only practicing the method of success, and you are still far away."

"Who are you!"

The woman curled her lips into a smile and loosened her fingertips, and Ran Xiaoan's wrist was bounced far away. If it wasn't for his strong muscles, his arm might have been dislocated.

"Your brother's cold has been stagnant for many days. If you continue to mess around, I will throw him out. Whether he dies of illness or is picked up by the government and tortured to death is your choice."

Ran Xiaoan snorted coldly, pulled out the dagger that had been inserted deep into the sedan post, and hugged the unconscious man who was hot and unconscious behind the brocade quilt in the sedan chair pitifully, and remained silent.

The author has something to say:

The little doorman is a little stutter hahaha

The desperate journey of the two brothers is about to begin again~