"Cough cough cough."

Li Fei lay on the ground, coughing and spitting out some dirty river water. He lay on the ground and gasped, feeling sick and uncomfortable for a while.

When he calmed down, he realized that he was in a very strange place, with a small river next to him. The water was extremely clear. Li Fei had seen countless rivers, but this was the first time he saw such clear water.

Moreover, it is already daytime, a red sun is hanging in the sky, the sky is blue, clear, calm, and cloudless.

A gust of cool wind hit him, and Li Fei couldn't help shivering and tightened his tight clothes.

He looked at the round rod in his hand. It looked ordinary, about ten centimeters long. The top was inlaid with five dull triangular white crystals, and there was a thumb-sized button in the middle.

It was dark at that time, and Li Fei didn't look closely, but he remembered that there was a crystal that emitted a faint light. Now the light was dim, maybe it was related to his time travel.

Li Fei thought of the old man by the river again, and felt that he must be someone with a great background. It was unclear whether he was a god or a Buddha, so the thing he gave must not be ordinary.

Thinking of this, he quickly took out the black book from his pocket, suppressed his mixed emotions, and slowly opened the first page of the book.

In an instant, the book turned into a black light and shot directly at his head. It was too late to avoid it.

The black light blended in as soon as it touched Li Fei's skin. He held his head and fell to the ground with a scream. Then a lot of words, which were also precious knowledge, poured into his mind.

The severe pain came and went quickly, but my head still felt a little dizzy and my nose was bleeding.

He shook his head and sat on the ground with difficulty, digesting the things that suddenly came into his mind.

That black book is not actually a physical object, but the existence of a spiritual memory imprint. When Li Fei turns the first page, he turns on the switch of the spiritual memory imprint, and Li Fei's brain is equivalent to a receiver.

, accepting all other people’s memories into one’s own mind.

The memory introduces the classification of magicians: magic apprentice - junior magician - intermediate magician - senior magician - great magician - magister - great magister - holy magician - magic god.

The remaining memories are all about practicing and using dark magic. Hundreds of dark magic spells, but they stopped abruptly when they reached the great magician.

However, due to the incomplete content, this knowledge almost killed Li Fei. If the entire dark magic book were poured into his brain, he would become an idiot even if he did not die.

Li Fei took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood under his nose, and then lay down by the river and washed his face. The face of the person in the water was slightly pale and looked a little sick.

After looking at it twice, Li Fei withdrew his gaze and stood up from the ground. It was too redundant to think about other things now. No matter how magical the magic was, it was not suitable to study it here.

The first and most important thing is to figure out where we are now, and then find a house to take a rest.

His energy is very poor, his eyelids are trembling, and now he can fall asleep as long as he is given a bed.

I couldn't tell the direction. There was a dense forest on both sides and a thicket of thorns in the middle. It seemed that no one had ever walked through it.

Carrying his tired body, Li Fei picked up a stick and walked forward while clearing the road.

The road was not peaceful either. From time to time, the sounds of birds and some indistinguishable beasts could be heard in the woods. This sound was like a reminder, constantly stimulating Li Fei's nerves. He was afraid of encountering a wild wolf.

kind of animal, that would be miserable for him.

I don’t know how long they walked, and the sun was almost setting. Li Fei found a road with many bumps, but at least it was opened by man. He walked for a while, and finally couldn’t hold on any longer, so he sat on the ground and looked at it.

surrounding environment.

As he was watching, he suddenly heard footsteps not far away. Li Fei turned his head and saw a man wearing ancient clothes coming out of the woods. He had a hemp rope tied around his waist and a handle on it.

Chopping knife.

This man has a beard, and his actual age cannot be seen. However, he is tall and strong. Judging from his appearance, he must be a woodcutter.

Li Fei had already anticipated the strange circumstances of his time travel, and was not too surprised when he saw the woodcutter appear.

The woodcutter also noticed Li Fei. Seeing that he was dressed in a modern style, he felt wary. He held his hand on the handle of the knife and slowly came closer.

When he got closer, the woodcutter asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I, Li Fei, am a native of the Western Regions. I was traveling here and lost my way for a while. I would like some advice from my friends." Li Fei didn't want to appear too strange, so he imitated the tone of a costume TV show.

The woodcutter was a man from the mountains. He had never heard of the Western Regions. But when he saw that Li Fei didn't look like a bad guy, he said, "Young master, you don't know. This place is in Qinghe County."

Li Fei then asked: "What year is it now and who is the emperor?"

The woodcutter had some doubts in his heart, but without thinking deeply, he answered to himself: "It is the second year of Zhenghe, and the supreme one is Emperor Huizong."

Li Fei thought to himself, Emperor Huizong in the Zhenghe year could be Song Huizong in the Northern Song Dynasty.

After coming to this conclusion, Li Fei couldn't help but feel in a trance. Physical fatigue and lack of energy caused his eyes to darken and he passed out.

When the woodcutter saw this, he tried to wake Li Fei up, but he couldn't wake him up.

He was also kind-hearted. He was worried that Li Fei would encounter an accident in the wild, so he carried Li Fei on his back.

Time passed by and it was the next morning.

When Li Fei woke up again, he found that he was in a small house, surrounded by earthen walls, and the wooden bed boards exuded a strange smell. He stretched out and got up from the bed.

After getting up, I realized that the clothes on my body were dry. The original clothes had been replaced and now I was wearing coarse clothes.

"By the way, that round rod, without it I might have to stay in ancient times forever."

Li Fei couldn't help being shocked. He was a little worried that the round stick would be lost in the wild, which would be troublesome.

He quickly lowered his head and looked around, but found the round rod in the corner of the bed. He quickly grabbed it in his hand and felt relieved.

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and the woodcutter came in, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and said politely: "Young master, you are awake, and your residence is simple. Please bear with me."

Li Fei waved his hand and said: "You are too polite. I am very satisfied with a place to live. By the way, where are my clothes?"

The woodcutter said, "Sir, your clothes are drying in the yard. They should be dry by now."

Li Fei said: "My lord, Li Fei, don't call me Young Master. You are a few years older than me. From now on, just call me Brother Li. I dare you to ask me what I call my eldest brother."

The woodcutter thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said, "My surname is Wu and my name is Qing."

Then, Wu Qing brought the porridge to Li Fei. Li Fei quickly reached out to take it and said thank you.

He saw some millet in the porridge and a few scattered vegetable leaves, which should be wild vegetables.

He was already hungry, so he picked up the bowl and put the porridge into his mouth regardless of how it tasted.

After drinking the porridge, Li Fei wiped his mouth and said, "It tastes really good."

When Wu Qing saw this, he grinned, took the bowl into his hand, and said, "Brother Li, please wait a moment, someone is getting two steamed buns for you."

Li Fei said quickly: "No need, a bowl of porridge is enough for me."

As a result, before he finished speaking, Wu Qing had already left the house, and Li Fei sighed secretly. He didn't expect to meet a good person just after time travel. Such a simple person is really rare in today's society.


Chapter completed!