Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Yun Qiuce covered his face helplessly, "Go ahead and earn tomorrow's meal money first, your pocket is cleaner than your face."

Then he leaned closer to Xiao Qi and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure this man's brain is alright? Has he been poisoned by Gu Feng?"

Yun Qi shook her head, "His brain is indeed fine, he likes ancient styles, but the reason why he is so obsessed with it is actually because he has suffered a major blow in reality, and his studies and work are not going well, so he has the idea of ​​escaping from reality, so he can only use My hopes are pinned on the ancient times, thinking that I can achieve nothing in modern times, but in ancient times, with the history books I read, I will definitely be able to become kings and ministers. To put it bluntly, he was actually poisoned by time-traveling novels."

"Then you still say that he has a bloody disaster."

"He does have a bloody disaster, and someone wants to kill him."

After Yun Qi finished speaking, she rolled her eyes, suddenly smiled brightly, and said loudly:

"Well, in fact, I lied to you just now. There is indeed a space-time tunnel, and people can indeed travel from modern times to ancient times, but the conditions are very strict. If you want me to help you, you have to do what I ask. "

"Really?" Lu Zhao's eyes lit up, and he wiped away his tears excitedly, "I knew the little master would help me realize my wish. Just tell me what you want me to do. Although I have no money, I will wait for me to travel through time." After returning to ancient times and doing a great job, I can send ancient gold and silver treasures and antique calligraphy and paintings to the little master through the space-time tunnel. Do you think that if I go back to the Ming Dynasty, I can send Tang Bohu's paintings that have not been handed down? Send you a copy, as long as one painting can be sold for a sky-high price."

Yun Qiuce smirked, "He's actually a bit shrewd in the midst of his insanity."

"Let's not talk about the salary. Can your small group introduce me?"

"Yes, yes." Lu Zhao repeatedly agreed, and took out a photo from his phone.

There are two men and two women besides him in the photo.

A man with a mustache and an ancient costume from the Tang Dynasty was sitting in front of the desk boiling water and tea, while another man was wearing an ancient costume from the Song Dynasty and was frowning at a chess game on the stone table.

There are also two other girls, one is wearing a Tang-made women's dress, with gold leaf on her brows, her eyebrows are pretty, and she is playing the piano seriously.The beautiful Lu Zhao is wearing a beautiful scholar's uniform. It is hard to tell which dynasty it is from. It should be a modern improved version. He bows his head and plays a flute.

The other girl was wearing Ming-made women's clothing and was immersed in painting.

This is a specially shot ancient art photo, the theme of which is the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting respected by ancient literati.

The artistic photos were taken well, and everyone tried their best to show a look of leisure and fun.

Yun Qiuce suddenly said: "I heard that these ancient clothes are very expensive, how can you get involved in this circle if you don't have money?"

"It's not that I can't make money, it's just that I don't have the mood. Sometimes I go to work when I'm short of money. I can make handmade hairpins and cut paper ancient clothes. I'm very famous in our circle, but I don't have the ambition. To earn money, my pursuit in life is to go back to ancient times to be kings and ministers, and to leave a name in history." Lu Zhao began to be impassioned again.

Yun Qiuce concluded that this person was mentally ill and had become obsessed, so he quickly waved his hand to signal that he didn't want to listen to his tricks.

Lu Zhao swallowed the rest of the words in frustration, and looked at Yun Qi full of expectation: ...

"Little Master, the five of us all want to travel back in time. Every time we get together, we have to sit together and look forward to the days of traveling back to ancient times. This is Zhou Yi. He most wants to travel back to the era of Qin Shihuang. Change the fate of Qin II's death. This is Wang Ye. He wants to travel to the era of Li Shimin, enfeoff ten thousand households, and witness the rule of Zhenguan. This is Li Qiao. She wants to travel to the era of Wu Zetian, because at that time women had high status and could When she is in power, she also wants to emulate Shangguan Wan'er and become a generation of women. This is Zhu Hong, and she doesn't have such a big pursuit, she just wants to go back to ancient times and have a romantic relationship with a handsome guy."

Yun Qiuce couldn't help interjecting, "It's okay to think about this kind of thing, or it's okay to look into it as a joke, but it's a bit funny when it comes true."

Lu Zhao patted the table, "You are not allowed to laugh at our dreams."

Yun Qiuce was taken aback, but he was too lazy to argue with such lunatics, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, your dreams are great, okay?"

Only then did Lu Zhao look back in satisfaction.

Yun Qi took the phone, zoomed in on the photo, and stared at the five people on it.

"Do you have anything that the four of them have touched?" Yun Qi asked.

Lu Zhao was taken aback, and took off a jade pendant from his waist.

He is currently wearing a blue scholar's uniform with a jade pendant around his waist. If he is not crazy, he really looks like a literati who came out of an ancient costume TV series.

"This jade pendant is the symbol of our group. Each of us has one piece. They have all touched mine."

Yun Qi took the jade pendant, and popped out a few talismans, suspended in the air, surrounding the jade pendant.

Several talismans spontaneously ignited without fire, and the soot flew away with the wind, and some of the soot fell and landed on the phone.

The photo above changed immediately.

Lu Zhao still didn't know anything, he looked at Yun Qi casting a spell stupidly, his eyes were filled with light, "Little master, do you want to open the space-time tunnel now and help me travel through it?"

Yun Qi raised her phone and pushed it in front of Lu Zhao, "Look for yourself."

Suddenly, the photo on the mobile phone started to move, the stream beside it was flowing slowly, the willow branches were swaying with the wind, and even the white smoke from making tea curled up into the air.

Then Zhu Hong, who only wanted to go back to the ancient times and fall in love with his little brother, turned his head, his face was painted white, and there was no blood on it, and two tears of blood meandered down his face, "Lu Zhao, you will be next."

"Ah!" Lu Zhao screamed and fell to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

It took him a long time before he asked tremblingly: "Little, little master, this...what the hell is going on? How did Zhu Hong become like this?"

"She is already dead." Yun Qi said, looking at Lu Zhao with burning eyes, "This is the bloody disaster I just mentioned, except for the dead Zhu Hong, the remaining four people in the photo, including you, will be killed die."

"Why, why is this happening? I haven't offended anyone." Lu Zhao broke out in a sweat.

Before Yun Qi could answer, she saw that Wang Ye, who wanted to travel back to the Tang Dynasty, was slowly fading, like a faded picture.

Yun Qiuce was surprised, "What's going on? The photos are still fading?"

"No, someone is hurting him. Originally, according to what Zhu Hong said, you were the second one, but if you came to us, that person might not be able to find you, so I changed my mind and went to find Wang Ye. If we go later , Wang Ye may die." Yun Qi asked sternly after finishing speaking;

"Where is Wang Ye, contact him quickly."

Lu Zhao still couldn't get his head around, "Ah? But little master..."

"Ah what, it's important to save people, contact Wang Ye quickly." Yun Qi's grandmother shouted loudly, startling Lu Zhao into a shudder, and quickly said "Okay", and then dialed Wang Ye's number.