Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 2 0002 [What evening is this evening? 】

The impact was not severe, and the airbag didn't deploy when it hit a tree in the front.

"What's the situation?" Zhu Guoxiang was still in shock.

Zhu Ming was still in a dazed state: "How do I know?"

Zhu Guoxiang found that things were blurry, so he took off his glasses subconsciously, and suddenly felt that his vision was much clearer.He put on the glasses again, seeing things blurred again, and said to himself: "My myopia of more than 500 degrees, will it be cured by a car accident?"

"Who cares about your short-sightedness, look at what's outside!" Zhu Ming said, pointing forward.

Zhu Guoxiang looked forward and saw that the front of the car had hit a tree trunk, and a branch was sticking out from the hood.

Rolling down the car window, Zhu Guoxiang poked his head over to look, and was suddenly terrified—the wheels were suspended in the air, and there was an unknown depth of cliff below, and the whole car was pressed against a big tree fork.

Ju Ming was also observing through the rearview mirror. He found that the rear of the BMW was actually embedded in the rocks of the cliff, as if the car grew out of the rocks.

The father and son looked at each other, speechless.

After a long time, Zhu Ming said, "Your white hair has turned black."

"Your mustache is gone!" Zhu Guoxiang exclaimed.

Zhu Ming quickly pulled down the sun visor and observed himself through the mirror.

His mustache was grown after he became a self-media, purely to look mature.At this moment, the mustache disappeared without a trace, and the skin around the mouth was white and tender, as if returning to his boyhood.

Zhu Guoxiang is also looking in the mirror, and his changes are even greater - the wrinkles on his face have all disappeared, and his gray hair has become jet black.

"Would you like one?" Zhu Guoxiang took out the cigarette case, trying to calm down by puffing.

Zhu Ming took the cigarette and put it in the mouthpiece, and while lighting the fire, he spoke with excitement in his tone: "I'm afraid... we have crossed over."

"Traveling?" Zhu Guoxiang's eyes widened.

Zhu Ming could still laugh: "Dean Zhu, you don't even know about time travel, do you?"

Zhu Guoxiang took a deep drag on his cigarette: "I've watched "Looking for the Qin Dynasty", and I watched it with your mother. Are you grinning so happy about such an outrageous thing?"

Zhu Ming smiled and said, "I'm sure happy. What's the point of modern society? I just don't know what world we've traveled to. It's not easy to deal with high martial arts and immortals. Cthulhu and steampunk are even more nonsense. The world of low martial arts is the best, fictional history is fine, the real dynasty is the best. Wait a minute, I will call the system first."

"What system?" Zhu Guoxiang really didn't understand this time.

System, system, come out!
Zhu Ming read the system several times, but there was no reaction in his head, and he was a little disappointed: "It's not a system text, and the difficulty has increased."

Regarding this heartless son, Zhu Guoxiang had nothing to say, and reminded: "We have to find a way to go down, and we can't stay on the cliff all the time."

"Also bring supplies, don't starve to death just after crossing over." Zhu Ming said and crawled into the back seat.

In the back seat of the car, besides the armor and the sword, there was also a large backpack with snacks bought in the service area.There are also two power banks, a Nikon camera for video, and a Huawei laptop.

That set of Heavenly King Armor is definitely not something you can bring, it weighs more than 60 kilograms, and climbing the cliff is purely cumbersome.

Cameras and laptops don't seem to be of much use, so let's leave them in the car.

You can bring a charging treasure, and your mobile phone can be used as a flashlight.

Zhu Ming picked up the sword and hung it on his waist, stuffed the charging treasure in his backpack, and threw it to his father, and then asked, "What are the new year's goods in the trunk?"

Zhu Guoxiang took the backpack and replied: "Your uncle, Uncle Yao, sister-in-law, uncle, second uncle..."

"Please get to the point!" Zhu Ming interrupted hastily.

"For relatives and friends who are close, each family has a bottle of Moutai, a piece of Zhonghua, and a pack of Longjing," Zhu Guoxiang said. For those who haven’t graduated from school, each one has a lake pen. Your grandfather can’t stay idle, and he has to farm every year, so I brought him a pack of corn seeds. It’s a good variety, which has just passed the inspection and has not yet been released in batches. By the way , and twenty catties of sweet potatoes."

Zhu Ming asked curiously, "What are you doing with the sweet potatoes?"

Zhu Guoxiang explained: "The project I brought is over. The students have shared some, and the taste is not bad. Bring it back to your aunt. She has always liked sweet potatoes."

Ju Ming put the back seat down and began to rummage for what he needed.

Only corn seeds, sweet potatoes and lake pens were taken away, and the rest of the tobacco, wine and tea were left in the car.

Zhu Guoxiang asked: "Don't you want Moutai? If we are like Xiang Shaolong, if we go back to ancient times, Moutai will definitely sell for a good price."

"What are you thinking?" Ju Ming said contemptuously, "except for the Qing Dynasty, who would drink your baijiu? Throughout the dynasties, literati drank rice wine and fruit wine, and baijiu couldn't be sold at a high price, unless you shipped it to the northern minority areas. "

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Then bring Zhonghua, I usually don't want to smoke it."

Zhu Ming went back and followed a Huazi, and complained: "You are also the vice president after all, and you are an official with a famous brand. You are only willing to smoke Zhonghua during the Chinese New Year."

Zhu Guoxiang didn't bother to explain too much, so he stuffed Hubi, Zhonghua and corn seeds into his backpack.

"Old people's shoes are useless, and they should not be exposed, but the shoelaces can be untied to tie things up." Zhu Ming picked up his sword, "I'll get out of the car to explore the road first."

Pushing open the car door, he drew his sword out. The sword bought for more than 3 yuan was used by Zhu Ming as a hatchet to open the way.

He smoothly cut off the luxuriant branches and leaves in front of him, stepped on the branches carefully, and cut off the shrub branches attached to the cliff, exposing the mud and rocks inside, and judged: "The cliff is very steep, it is estimated to be seventy or eighty degrees, directly It’s impossible to go down. You have to go sideways first, reach the gentle slope, and then go down.”

"Is there a place to stay?" Zhu Guoxiang asked the cat in the car.

Zhu Ming said: "There are some raised rocks, and the stems of the plants can also use it. The down jacket is taken off, and that thing is in the way. Wearing it to climb the cliff is prone to problems."

The father and son had no choice but to take off their coats. It is estimated that it is not winter after time travel, and they are already sweating after covering for so long.

Returning to the car, Zhu Ming tied the untied old man's shoelaces and the plastic bags containing tobacco, wine and tea together into a rope.Then, tie the 20 catties of sweet potatoes with the bag, make it into a simple backpack and hang it on your body.

The son carried sweet potatoes on his back and opened the way ahead with a sword.

The father carried other offal on his back and followed carefully.

The walking speed is very slow, and the excess plants have to be cut down for every meter forward.After seeing the situation clearly, Zhu Ming dared to step forward and move forward step by step.

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, he only advanced more than ten meters.

As we walked, Zhu Ming couldn't help asking: "Dean Zhu, have you noticed that our physical strength has improved?"

Zhu Guoxiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "The physical strength has improved. I have been on the cliff for so long, and I don't even have to breathe."

"This is Crossing Goldfinger!"

Ju Ming's mood brightened, and he instantly felt more energetic.

After moving it carefully for half a day, the slope of the cliff finally slowed down, from seventy or eighty degrees to sixty or seventy degrees.It seems that there is no difference in speaking, but it is much easier to walk, which can greatly save energy and physical strength.

Zhu Guoxiang has been observing the plants. He said to his son: "We should still be in the mountains of Qinling."

Zhu Ming asked, "How do you know?"

Zhu Guoxiang explained: "We walked all the way, and there were large expanses of Qinling fir. This is a rare and endangered tree species unique to China. Although it is distributed in many provinces and cities, we were located in the Qinling Mountains before we crossed, and now we are mostly in the ancient Qinling Mountains. .”

"Ancient times are fine, not the world of cultivating immortals." Zhu Ming is very open-minded. He has long been tired of modern life and dreamed of traveling back to the Han and Tang Dynasties more than once.

Zhu Guoxiang pointed to the cliff beside him, where ferns grew on the rocks: "This is Selaginella, also known as Nine Dead Resurrection Grass, which can treat bleeding from internal and external injuries. Spring and summer are its growth season, and the leaves are stretched. In autumn, the leaves will gradually roll inward. Looking at the color of its leaves, it is bright green, so it is likely to be spring now. It was winter before we crossed, and the seasons changed after crossing.”

Zhu Ming digested it for a few seconds, and admired from the bottom of his heart: "Dean Zhu, you are so awesome. I only knew you could farm the land before, but I didn't expect you to know botany!"

"A little dabble." Zhu Guoxiang is quite proud of his professional ability.

The father and son walked forward for more than 40 minutes, and a small platform appeared in front of them, which was a huge protruding rock.

Ju Ming sat down, "Eat something to replenish your strength."

Zhu Guoxiang opened his backpack and found two bags of chicken feet with pickled peppers, two bags of Sichuan-flavored braised eggs, and two bottles of Wahaha purified water, and handed one to his son each.

Zhu Ming asked: "Where are the melon seeds? I remember buying melon seeds in the service area."

Zhu Guoxiang quickly dug out the melon seeds, tore open the package and grabbed a handful, and handed the rest to his son.

Zhu Ming ate the chicken feet and marinated eggs, and then ate melon seeds with mineral water. While eating, he looked at the distant mountains, and suddenly felt quite nonsense: "What the hell is this? I have crossed time for no reason."

"Yeah, I feel like I'm dreaming." Zhu Guoxiang was also quite speechless. After decades of hard work, he finally became the vice president.

What does it mean to travel back to ancient times?
Although the old mother in the family died of illness, there is still an old father who is still alive.

The father and son suddenly couldn't find anything to say, so they sat there quietly eating melon seeds.

Probably because he drank too much mineral water, Zhu Ming felt the urge to urinate, got up and poured water on a fir tree in front of him.

As soon as he took out the dick, before he had time to pee, Zhu Ming backed away in fright, picked up his sword and shouted: "Damn it, what a big snake!"

But under the tree in front, there is a big snake lying down, it is quite big, it looks like a python but not a python.The body of the snake is hidden in dead branches and leaves, and the few exposed parts have yellow and black patterns.

Zhu Guoxiang leaned over to take a look, and immediately felt relieved: "Wang Mang, it's non-toxic."

"I'm still Liu Xiu. Such a big snake is probably two or three meters long. It must be poisonous!" Zhu Ming held up his sword, still terrified.

Zhu Guoxiang explained: "The king python is the king snake. It will attack other snakes and secrete special substances to occupy the territory. Where there are king snakes, there will be almost no other poisonous snakes. This is a great thing for us. Good thing."

"Really?" Zhu Ming felt that his dean's father was still useful.

At least, if Ju Ming is the only one who travels through, he definitely doesn't know the Qinling fir, nor does he know Wang Jinshe and Nine Dead Resurrection Grass.He is a self-media history popular science blogger, who talks about ancient history clearly and logically, but he can't even distinguish common animals and plants.

Wang Jinshe was lying in the place where the father and son must pass. Zhu Guoxiang picked up a dead branch, patted the trunk next to it, and shouted: "Go, go!"

Frightened, the big snake didn't dare to confront the bipedal monster, turned its head and ran away along the cliff.

Only then did Zhu Ming release the water, lifted his pants and continued on his way.

I went all the way until it was dark, and I didn't know how many meters I fell, but it was quite a long way in the horizontal direction anyway.

Ju Ming looked up at the starry sky, but the nearby vegetation was too dense to see the Polaris and the Big Dipper.

He took out his mobile phone and flipped through the text messages, and the last one was from China Mobile: "Dean Zhu, we were in Xixiang County before crossing. Could it be that we have arrived in the ancient Xixiang County?"

"who knows?"

Zhu Guoxiang began to pick up dead branches and leaves, took out a lighter and lit it, and the temperature in the mountains dropped a bit cold.

Ju Ming leaned against a big tree and sat by the bonfire to keep warm. He suddenly felt that he had nothing to do and didn't know what to do.

He pulled out the sword and played with it. The exquisite pattern on the sword body was particularly beautiful under the light of the fire.

This is an eight-faced Han sword. It is said to be made with traditional craftsmanship, but it must rely on modern technology.Ju Ming has tested it a long time ago. It is sharp and tough. It is not a mass-produced product. 3 yuan is not too deceitful.

Zhu Guoxiang took out another cigarette and handed one to his son: "There is only half a pack left, and there is still a Zhonghua in the backpack."

With a cigarette butt in his mouth, Zhu Ming stretched his head to the bonfire to light it, puffed out the clouds for a while, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Dean Zhu, are you willing to part with your fancy world?"

"Go away, I'm not in the mood to joke with you!" Zhu Guoxiang cursed immediately.

But Zhu Ming had a playful smile on his face: "I'm quite happy, time travel is so much fun."

Zhu Guoxiang said depressedly: "You are so heartless. Is it fun to be trapped in the mountains? Beware of hypothermia and death in the mountains!"

Ju Ming put his sword back into its sheath, finished smoking a cigarette, and finally got serious: "The first step is to go down the mountain first. The second step is to contact the locals. The third step is to know which dynasty this is and whether we are still in the On Earth. The fourth step...we'll see when the time comes."

Zhu Guoxiang fell into silence.

Seeing his father not talking, Zhu Ming lost his emotions.He's just being stubborn, a good modern person, who the hell would want to travel back to ancient times?

What dreams go back to the Han and Tang Dynasties, it is Ye Gong who loves dragons!
I was really excited at the beginning, but after tossing on the cliff for a day, the inexplicable excitement has long since passed, and now only the confusion about the unknown future remains.

(End of this chapter)