"Where am I?" Xiao Letian opened his eyes in a daze, but looking around, there were forests swaying with cold wind and tall and majestic mountains everywhere.

"Why did the weather suddenly become so cold? I remember it wasn't so cold when I entered the mountain? There were also bonfires, tents, and I used a mountaineering bag as a pillow?" Only the stream water that was still flowing slowly around me proved that I was still in the original campground, but why did the surrounding trees suddenly become dense?

Xiao Letian had no strength at all. He seemed to have been on a protracted hike, and all his physical strength had been exhausted.

"Water...I need some water..." Xiao Letian accumulated some strength and struggled to start climbing the stream. After he could touch the cold stream, his head kept dizzy.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from behind him, and there was a man talking quickly. More and faster chapters were invited. Xiao Letian wanted to look back, but before he could turn his head, he fainted on the stone beach.

"This time I came to Taihang Mountain for camping, it was a big mistake..." This was the last sentence in Xiao Letian's mind before his consciousness disappeared.

Not far from Xiao Letian's coma, he suddenly jumped three dull sounds, and there was a violent sway in the bushes on the hillside. Then there was the excited cheers of the crowd, "My Master Qing San is mighty and unparalleled. It's like Li Guang, Xiao Huarong..." Several big-headed soldiers wearing the Eight Banners Kan rushed into the grass on the hillside excitedly, and soon they took out a huge fat rabbit from it.

The third master of Qing San, who is the most famous master in the Xiling Guardians in Yi County, Zhili. He is known as the Unparalleled Cavalry and Shooting, and is one of the eight major surnames in Manchuria. His full name is Fuqing. The first time he updated. On weekdays, the soldiers were so flattering that he had long smiled and narrowed his eyes. Maybe he would even throw a handful of copper coins to reward him.

However, today, Master Qing San was not excited when he heard the sound of flattery. Now his eyes were staring at a tall man riding a horse to watch the scenery not far away. After a closer look, he was actually a foreigner?

"General Qing... Your bowing skills are really great. In my opinion, they are better than the most brilliant archery master in Japan... Don't you want to take a picture? I'll give you one and record your figure..." After the foreign devil said that, his follower, the little black man Saimen began to point his camera at Master Qing San.

This is amazing. Master Qing San's men threw away the dead rabbit and jumped over and stood in front of the horse. "Mr. Third Master, you dismount. This is an object that foreign devils capture people's souls. If you take a photo, you will lose a trace of your soul... Foreign devils, I have long seen that you are not a good thing. Now I have finally revealed my feet. If you have the will of you, come to us..."

Oh, it seems that these personal soldiers still have children from their families. The loyalty of the Qing Dynasty really is not as good as before. Master Qing San didn't have the elegance he had just given birth to his family and pulled them off the horse, hiding behind the crowd, watching the evil ghost-like Saimen even speaks unscrupulously.

"Stop... Stop... This is the territory of our Qing Dynasty. How can you let you be arrogant? Put down the demon weapon..."

Just as the foreign devils and the Qing military officers were in a stalemate, a figure suddenly came from not far from the east, and while running, he shouted, "Sir... Sir, come and take a look, we have caught a long-haired remnant..." A young man wearing a melon-skin hat and a green cloth coat, his head full of sweat.

When Master Qing San and the foreigners heard that there was a long hair, they immediately stopped fighting and hurried to the west. They walked around a big white stone more than four meters high and found that the people in the caravan had already surrounded him. The guys drew their swords and sticks to surround a coma young man on the ground.

"Shopkeeper Fan, what's going on? Where did you find it..." Master Qing San asked about a thin old man, a black satin robe and goatee, and two small eyes shining. He was the boss of the caravan and a big shopkeeper of the Fan family of Shanxi merchants.

"San Master, don't worry. I didn't find this person when the caravan was resting. Later, when the guy went to fetch water, he found it by the stream. He thought it was a mountaineering man. But when he carried it back, he was shocked by the old man..."

Shopkeeper Fan was right. When Master Qing San and the foreigners looked down together, they realized that this white and handsome young man was really weird. More and faster chapters were invited. First of all, he didn't have braids, his hair was the same as the one he had just grown out of shaved hair for less than a month, and the clothes he wore were very strange, which was similar to the style of a foreigner. The upper and lower parts were divided into two sections and the black one seemed to be made of some skin.

You say he is a monk, there is no incense scar on his head, you say he is a remnant of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and the clothes he wears are in the style of a foreign devil. Even though Master Qing San was knowledgeable, he couldn't figure out the way of this person. As a result, he subconsciously and Manager Fan secretly glanced at the foreign devil.

Before the foreigner could speak, the unconscious young man on the ground suddenly moved, "Water... Give me water..." When the foreigner saw that the person was awake, he quickly asked Saimen to take out the water kettle, and Gudong Gudong poured half a pot of clear water. The white young man finally opened his eyes. Please come more and faster chapters.

"Oh, is it because of the international friends who saved me? I didn't expect that you wouldn't go to Beijing to climb the Great Wall, but instead came to this remote countryside to be a hiker... thanks to lure... thanks to lure..." Just when this kid wanted to have a good conversation with his African friends in English, the focal length of his eyes could be considered wide-angle. A group of people in Qing Dynasty costumes surrounded him, which scared him so much that he sat up at that time.

"ohgod... Are you acting? Are you shooting the outdoor scene?" Before he could finish speaking, one of the men in Qing Sanye poured a bucket of cold water over. "Wake up, wake up... I heard that the man from the Sijiu City is still the same as the man in the Sijiu City, how could he say the foreign devils? Could it be the second devils..."

A scoop of cold water made the boy sober at that time. He carefully looked at everything around him, including caravans, Qing Dynasty military officers, foreigners, tall horses, walking mules, small donkeys... Of course, there were also those real big braids, which finally made him realize a reality and he traveled through time. The first update result was that this inexpensive person was dark and fainted again.

The young man who traveled through time is Xiao Letian, a native of the imperial capital of the Great Heavenly Dynasty. After graduating from Yanjing University, he is now working as a middle-level manager in a multinational advertising company. This guy has no hobbies, just likes to go to military forums and have big debates with a group of angry young people. He only remembers that before traveling through time, he traveled deep in the Taihang Mountains with a group of hikers, and was blushing with another person because of military history issues next to the bonfire.

Xiao Letian has always emphasized that there is actually another choice in the direction of modern China. It may not necessarily follow the old path of dynasty changes. Nine out of ten rooms can hurt vitality. More and faster chapters are invited. During the Qianlong period, the Qing Dynasty initially counted that China has a total population of about 300 million, and a Taiping Heavenly Kingdom movement in China has killed more than 100 million people, and one-third of the population has disappeared. Those are living lives and the foundation of the country.

Unfortunately, Xiao Letian's compassion was exchanged for the other party's ridicule. The hiker refuted Xiao Letian in a strong revolutionary tone, saying that a class is destined to not step down on its own. How could an immortal break the iron lid created by the traditional concepts for thousands of years? Not to mention that nine out of ten rooms are empty, even if one is left in a hundred miles, the Great Revolution is also due.

Neither of the two could convince each other, but after arguing for most of the night, the two of them shut up and went to bed amid the scolding of other hikers. Xiao Letian was still chanting in his heart before falling asleep. Please come more and faster chapters.

"As long as I give me one chance, I will definitely take a completely different path. I want the Chinese nation to get out of the quagmire of decay with the least blood. I am sure, I firmly believe..."

I never expected that the great god in heaven would really give him this opportunity when he heard his cry. After waking up from this dream, Xiao Letian actually traveled through time.

"Men, old and young men, what year is it today? And this foreign friend, do you know that according to the Western calendar now? Tell me quickly..." When Xiao Letian was awakened by cold water again, he asked when he saw someone, and this sentence was just like this.

Finally, the foreigner spoke, and said in his strange Chinese without saying anything, "Young man, this year is 1864, that is, the third year of Tongzhi... Have you lost your memory? Your head is hit?"

Xiao Letian's back was soaked with sweat at that time. No wonder these people just called me long hair and called me the second Japanese. It turned out that it was 1864. This year, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was destroyed, and the so-called Tongzhi Zhongxing was about to begin. The Second Opium War ended four years ago, and foreign forces officially infiltrated the inland... And the Franco-Prussian War was about to start, Germany would be unified in a few years, and even Japan was in chaos now. In another four years, Japan would change its reign to Meiji, and the Meiji Restoration would begin.

God, earth, you are really playing with me. You said that I, a little angry young man, just think I fart, why do you take it seriously? You even threw it directly between the first industrial revolution and the second industrial revolution. What you are looking for is really good at this starting point, and this year is really the last opportunity for the Chinese nation to rise.

Xiao Letian didn't have the heart to think about it. His first task now is to survive. No matter what, these people should not be labeled as the remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. He would rather be a second Japanese than save his life first. Xiao Letian saw it very clearly. The military officer named Qing Sanye had already looked bad and was talking to his servants secretly.

There is also the old shopkeeper of the caravan, who dared not approach him with his mate, and the merchants are still afraid of sticking bags, especially the young man who saved him, who had already been complained by others. Now only this big-nose foreigner is not afraid of himself, and is still interested in answering his own questions.

Xiao Letian's brain is now running at a speed that is comparable to the eight-core CPU. He is arranging and combining all the information and screening out various possibilities. He never thought that he could consider problems so focusedly, such as bullshit procrastination, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and inattention.

Until the end, Xiao Letian suddenly grabbed the cuff of the missionary in front of him and said in his standard American English, "God is above, please save your people. Now you can only save my life. I am willing to exchange the most valuable information for your help. Are you British? French? Or... Forget it, no matter which country you are from, I will help you. Now please save me first and give me a legal identity..."

The foreigner with blue eyes and big nose was shocked at the time. At the beginning, the Chinese couldn't hear anything in the English words. Now he was stunned at the time. The American Eastern accent that the Chinese could speak was the most standard New York accent.

"My God, what kind of person are you giving me? This is the most bizarre event I have encountered in Qing Dynasty..."
Chapter completed!