When the sun was at its peak, Zhao Yong, who went to the toilet, carried his robe and ran back like a frightened little rabbit, and ran back, yelling as he ran: "Teacher, road, road."

Zhao Xing smiled: "After almost two months of training in the mountains, why can you even be afraid of a deer? It can be kept as a pet."

"Yes, the path is really a path."

"Little Deer, what, the path?"

Such news immediately made the two of them suddenly nervous.

In the mountains where no one has been around for a long time, I have been with birds and beasts. I suddenly thought about seeing people, but I felt strange. Because the stranger actually felt nervous and a little fear. They were really not sure who the first person they saw would be, was an old man in seclusion, a playful child, or a powerful hunter-working robber in Kong Wu? Of course, if it were a beauty - forget it, a beauty would not be able to appear in this wilderness.

To face the human world, you must make sufficient preparations.

Two people put down their backs and started to wear lighter clothes to deal with possible battles. The Warring States Period was the best time for the Chinese to fight, and it was unusual to splash five steps with one word. Since ancient times, many generous and tragic people in Yan and Zhao have been said to be reckless men. Fighting and fighting are considered their jobs.

Those who are about to face impulsive people must be lightweight and ready to fight at any time.

The ropes that need to be climbed must be discarded; the hooks that need to be grabbed must also be discarded, and the hammock that you need to sleep in a tree that night cannot be brought. But the light stove needs to be brought with you, no matter where you go, the guy who eats can't live without.

Then loosen the pants that Zhao Yong's skirt turned into and restore it to its noble appearance again. This is very useful and necessary.

Then, Zhao Xing reluctantly buried the gas lighter without any gas. Not only this, but even the clothes and shoes on his body, anyway, must be replaced by things from this era where he can buy clothes from this era. He will completely hide his traces that he is not a human being in this era, otherwise it will be a huge trouble.

In this era, people are outstanding, but they must not be alien. For example, Lu Ban's father created a big bird that could fly in the sky for three days and three nights without falling, and was regarded as a demon. Everyone worked together and put on a pile of firewood and burned it with confidence. There were also Galileo, Da Vinci, and who were too alien and the ending was very miserable.

Zhao Xing had an insight into such an ending. Looking at historical books, of course, Zhao Xing's so-called historical books refer to the website's historical time travel articles that there are not 100,000 times travelers, but there are 200,000 times travelers. But looking at real history, there are only those with the shadow of time travelers, Lu Ban's father and Wang Mang are one and a half, so where did the rest go?

It is precisely because it is too alien that the local people are burned as firewood as monsters. Therefore, time travel is risky, and you must be cautious when executing.

Therefore, you can stand out, but you must not be an alien. You must firmly make yourself like the real gene conductor of the Zhao people among the Zhao people.

He asked Zhao Yong to tie up his long hair according to the current hairstyle and tie it up with a thorn.

After all this, the two men held the sword tightly, took a deep breath, looked at each other, cheering up with never so nervous mood: "Let's go, we'll go back to the world of extremely dangerous people."

The path was submerged in the weeds, winding and twisting. Then, they saw a field with dense valleys growing on it. The valley had been ears and grouting, and the heavy ears had begun to droop. According to this growth, Zhao Xing judged that it was now the golden autumn August (the ancient month, the same below)

Zhao Yong nervously urged Zhao Xing, who was still observing Gu Changshi, and said, "Teacher, don't care about these details, let's find someone quickly."

Zhao Xing also felt that this should be the case, because as long as he meets people, these crops will no longer be what he needs to care about. Because once he enters the market, he will be a scholar at least, and he will become a nobleman in the future. The nobleman no longer needs to care about the grains, which will be a lot of money.

They stood up and lifted the sword and were about to take a step. They saw a man who was originally very kind but became very hostile when they saw two people holding swords and looking alert.

A farmer in linen cloth, the person with clothes of two sections, put down the plow on his shoulder, that is, the forked shovel, as a weapon, and asked vigilantly: "Where does the guest come from?"

It means where the guests come from.

This is not because the author doesn’t know how the ancients of the Warring States Period spoke. In fact, this is elegant that penetrates into the bone marrow. If people nowadays say this, they are pretending.

As people become more and more superficial, it has become the exaggerated and obvious language of people today. The only person who retains this way of speaking is the only person, the Emperor of Japan. Of course, they don’t call it that way. They call this way of speaking Shi Yin. When they say it, they are the same as the chicken that stomped on their necks, which is called bird singing.

(Okay, it’s just a common saying in the future, and no elegant sounds are mentioned)

Seeing such a dress, Zhao Xing and Zhao Yong felt relieved, put away their swords, Zhao Yong stepped forward and bowed: "We were lost in the mountains for many days, and then we came to your place by chance. I'm sorry."

The voice returned to his original noble, elegant and soothing feeling. After listening, it made people feel wary and felt like a spring breeze.

Hearing such a voice, the farmer quickly threw away the shovel in his hand and bowed respectfully again: "He is a person who is far away from him. Seeing that the two extraordinary weapons are definitely nobles, if you don't dislike it, you might as well go to my home to take a rest and drink a drink."

The ancients were hospitable and simple and enthusiastic. When they saw the two of them, they immediately warmly invited them to visit their house for a rest.

While modestly refusing, he followed the owner and asked about the content of the supper.

Following the master's guidance, he came to a separate yard in a twists and turns.

There are no other families here, only this one, a house covered with moss-covered wooden fence, a rammed earth, and a house covered with thick thatch. In the north, in order to keep warm, there are small windows open. Of course, the windows have no glass or anything, just a few wooden pillars. On the wooden pillars, a small bale of straw mat is rolled up, which is used to block the wind at night.

The farmer pushed open the fence door and shouted to the room: "There are guests at home."

In this lonely place, having guests is a very pleasant thing in any case.

With the sound, a sound stopped in the room. Then a woman with a thorn hairpin and cloth skirt came out, followed by a child from behind. When she saw the visitor, the woman held her body as a gift and said she had seen the guest. The child ran back to the room, hid behind the door, biting her fingers and looking at the two people strangely.

After entering the room, it was as dark as it was, but fortunately, it was afternoon. The sun shone in from the small window, shining in the room, hazy and you could see the objects clearly so that you would not directly hit the door frame.

There is no inside and outside room, and there is no door frame. There is about three rooms, just one transparent. On the west is an ancient loom. Looking at it, a white cloth is about to end. This is very suitable for today's life, men farm and women weave.

Then in the middle, there was no northern kang, and a straw mat was spread on the flat ground. The hair was already rubbed and the shavings were removed. Zhao Xing and Zhao Yong were asked to sit on this mat.

Zhao Yong was really kneeling, so natural and decent, and very comfortable. Zhao Xing was staggering Zhao Yong half of his shoulder, which means that he had already admitted that Zhao Yong was a young man, no longer like the wild child in the deep mountains, and he raised his hand and scolded him when he was scolded. But when it comes to kneeling, he was really not used to this sitting posture, so he sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees and looked around. This action was really indecent in this era. Zhao Yong looked at him and could only smile bitterly, shaking his head, making this the teacher's unruly hermit demeanor.

After sitting opposite me, first ask where this place is, what is the owner’s surname, etc.

According to this owner, this is Dai County.

Well, after two of them went around, they actually moved from the border of Shanggu to Daijun, but they were not close, but they were not far from Shangdu Jinyang.

No matter what, it's close to home.
Chapter completed!