Chapter 1

Late at night, an old man was holding a pile of dry firewood to the fire in front of him.

In the fire, he looked at his face. His hair was gray and his face was covered in wind and frosty. However, his eyes were bright and his movements were not even old.

The dim fire barely illuminated the entire room. It can be seen that in the corner of the room, there was a half-naked young man lying on a pile of hay, not knowing whether he was in a coma or sleeping soundly.

Added a few pieces of firewood to make the fire slightly stronger. The old man put down the firewood in his hand, walked to the young man, reached out to try on his forehead. After a while, he withdrew his hand.

"It's still a hard bone..."

While muttering, he pulled over a worn-out piece of clothing under his body, and could not tell any style, and covered the young man. Then he sat back into the fire, took out a piece of gray-black bread-shaped thing, and put it on the fire to roast it.

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Lu Xuan only felt that his head was split, and the back of his head seemed to be cracked. He was drowsy and weak all over. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue. He wanted to raise his hand to touch the back of his head, but as soon as he moved, his whole body trembled. Only then did he realize that he was not just a headache, but his whole body was full of pain, as if the bones in his body were broken.

What happened? He thought about it hard. But his brain was in chaos and he could not concentrate and think about any simple problem. After some trouble, a irresistible fatigue came and Lu Xuan fainted again.

When he woke up again, he felt a dim light beating in front of him. He was stunned for a long time before he realized that it was a fire burning.

Looking closely, an old man was sitting next to the fire. He was wearing some kind of tattered ancient costume. He was holding a piece of food in his hand and eating something in his mouth.

Lu Xuan spent a little time to stabilize his vision. Then he looked around and wanted to know where he was. And at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his brain again. A series of information followed.

"Ah..." Lu Xuan couldn't help but scream and was born. He fell on the straw again, twitching all over.

The old man beside him looked at it and sighed. Then he took out a piece of rag, soaked it in a water tank next to him, and walked over and applied it to Lu Xuan's forehead.

The sudden coolness relieved Lu Xuan's convulsions a little. His consciousness gradually returned to his own dominance.

"Thank you." He said weakly. Just now, he had already remembered most of the things. Yes, he traveled through time.

Lu Xuan was originally a city worker. He worked during the day and worked as an online writer at a certain point at night. Although he was a little tired, he had a good income. He had no girlfriend and could live alone very well.

Usually, he goes to the comment section of other novels from time to time or is envious or just squirt. That's right, he also works part-time as a third profession, keyboard warrior.

I don’t know if I read too many novels or I’m too ruthless and offended some unknown existence. In short, he woke up and traveled through time.

He traveled to an ancient town. He didn't know what dynasty it was, and he didn't know where it was. The most terrifying thing was that this seemed to be a kind of backbone-sided place. Lu Xuan, who suffered from various online literature occupational diseases such as periarthritis and cervical spondylosis, had never seen such a real jungle law.

So on the first day, he fell into trouble.

Because of the accent issue, he couldn't understand whether he was a Han or a Hu person. Not to mention looking for a job, even begging, no one else could understand what he was saying.

The place he is in is a small town. Almost everyone walks on the street, and everyone carries a knife. Some people can smell bloody smells two meters away. He dare not think too much about how these bloody smells came from. He just wants to find a place to settle down.

But soon he discovered that this simple goal was an unattainable dream here.

Because of the language barrier, any shop drove him out directly. Of course, some of them pulled him in, but the other party looked at him, not as if he was looking at people, but as if he was looking at animals. Lu Xuan felt instinctively that there was no good result when he was pulled in, so he could only turn around and run away.

It took him half a day and didn't even get a sip of water. Lu Xuan was tired and hungry, but the danger was still behind him. His strange hairstyle and unique clothes made him hang a few tails far behind him.

Looking at the figures with knives on their bodies, Lu Xuan became even more frightened. He panicked and wanted to escape from here, but as soon as he walked out of the town, he felt a pain in the back of his head and was completely unconscious. When he woke up again, he was here.

"You saved me?" Lu Xuan looked at the old man in front of him and asked weakly.

"Save? You can do it if you think so. I just see that you have a tender skin and flesh, unlike the people here. Maybe you can squeeze out some oil and water. But I haven't seen anyone looking for you so far. I'm doing a business, it seems like I'm losing money."

Lu Xuan did not respond to this topic, but asked in a different way.

"Can you tell me where is this place?"

"Why, I've come here, I don't know where this place is?" The old man looked at him with some confusion.

"I can't remember it." Lu Xuan said with helplessness pointing at his head. He could clearly feel that there was a large wound on the back of his head. Although he was no longer bleeding, the stinging pain made his face twitch.

"Oh! It's better not to remember. After all, people who come here generally don't want to remember why they came here. This is a small town in the Western Regions. There is no specific name. To the east is the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and to the west is the territory of the Turks. This area is theoretically from the Tang Dynasty, but in fact, it is considered a three-no-door area.

All the people with knives on the street may have committed a crime on both sides and come here. Those who can open shops here without ten or eight lives will not be able to keep the factory. You dare to go to those shops to find a job."

After hearing this, Lu Xuan remained silent. But there were already huge waves in his heart.

The Tang Dynasty, the Turks... they actually came to the Tang Dynasty.

"Which period is the Tang Dynasty now?" Lu Xuan asked anxiously. Although the Tang Dynasty was one of the excellent time travel nodes, it also scored a time period. In the early Tang Dynasty, there were dangers everywhere, but there were many opportunities. During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, prosperity and flowers bloomed, which was the most fascinating. After the Anshi Rebellion, the national strength of the Tang Dynasty gradually weakened, so it was naturally becoming less and less difficult to get along.

"Year!" The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked thoughtful.

"Well, it should be the Kaiyuan year now. I can't remember how many years it was. People who live here count the days and don't look at the year."

"During the Kaiyuan Year..." In the low firelight, Lu Xuan repeated the year name in a low voice. In a trance, he felt like he was in a dream.
Chapter completed!