The impact was not severe, it hit a tree head-on, and the airbag did not deploy.
"What's going on?" Zhu Guoxiang was shocked.
Ju Ming was still confused: "How do I know?"
Zhu Guoxiang found that his vision was a little blurry, so he subconsciously took off his glasses, and his vision suddenly became much clearer. He put on his glasses again, and his vision was blurry again, and said to himself: "My myopia of more than 500 degrees is a blur.
Is it okay to be hit in a car accident?"
"Who cares about your short-sightedness? Look at what's outside!" Zhu Ming pointed to the front and said.
Zhu Guoxiang looked forward and saw that the front of the car hit a tree trunk and a branch stretched out from the hood.
Rolling down the window, Zhu Guoxiang looked over, and was immediately shocked - the wheels were actually suspended, with an unknown depth of cliff below, and the entire car resting on a large tree fork.
Ju Ming was also observing through the rearview mirror. He found that the rear end of the BMW was actually embedded in the rocks of the cliff, as if the car was growing out of the stone.
The father and son looked at each other, speechless.
He took out his mobile phone and scrolled through text messages, and the last one was from China Mobile: "Dean Zhu, we were in Xixiang County before we traveled through time. Could it be that we have arrived in ancient Xixiang County?"
Zhu Guoxiang had been observing plants. He said to his son: "We should still be in the Qinling Mountains."
Zhu Guoxiang explained: "As we walked along, we were surrounded by large tracts 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 in the Qinling Mountains before we crossed. Now we are probably in the ancient Qinling Mountains.
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"The old man's shoes are useless and should not be exposed, but the laces can be untied to tie things up." Zhu Ming picked up the sword, "I'll get out of the car first to explore the road."
"For relatives and friends who are close to each other, each family has a bottle of Maotai, a piece of Chinese medicine, and a package of Longjing," Zhu Guoxiang said. "Your grandfather, grandpa, and grandma each have a pair of Foot Lijian shoes for the elderly. And the children of each family have already
For those who are studying but have not graduated, each person will receive a Hu pen. Your grandfather is restless and has to farm every year, so he asked me to bring him a pack of corn seeds. They are high-quality seeds and have just passed the acceptance inspection, and have not yet been put on the market in batches. By the way.
, and twenty pounds of sweet potatoes."
Zhu Ming ate the chicken feet and braised eggs, and ate melon seeds with mineral water. While eating, he looked at the distant mountains, and suddenly felt that it was ridiculous: "What the hell is this? I just traveled through time inexplicably."
Zhu Guoxiang opened his backpack and found two bags of pickled pepper chicken feet, two bags of Sichuan-style braised eggs, and two bottles of Wahaha purified water, and handed one to his son each.
They only took away the corn seeds, sweet potatoes and lake pens, and left all the remaining tobacco, wine and tea in the car.
Ju Ming asked: "How do you know?"
Zhu Guoxiang asked: "Don't you want Maotai? If, like Xiang Shaolong, we travel back to ancient times, Maotai will definitely be able to sell it at a good price."
Zhu Ming returned to the car and tied the laces of the old man's shoes and the plastic bags containing tobacco, wine and tea together into a rope. Then, he tied the 20 kilograms of sweet potatoes with the bags and made a simple backpack hanging on it.
On the body.
Ju Ming actually laughed: "Dean Zhu, you don't even know about time travel, do you?"
Zhu Guoxiang took a deep breath from his cigarette: "I watched "The Story of Qin", and I watched it with your mother. Are you grinning with joy at such an outrageous thing?"
After a long time, Ju Ming said: "Your white hair has turned black."
"The mustache is gone!" Zhu Guoxiang exclaimed.
Zhu Ming digested it for a few seconds and then sincerely praised: "Dean Zhu, you are so awesome. I only knew you could farm before, but I didn't expect you actually knew botany!"
Zhu Ming picked up the sword and hung it on his waist, stuffed the power bank into his backpack, threw it all to his father, and then asked: "What are the New Year's goods in the trunk?"
"Really?" Ju Ming felt that his father, the dean, was still of some use.
Probably because he drank too much mineral water, Zhu Ming felt the urge to urinate, so he stood up and poured water on a fir tree in front of him.
What does it mean to travel to ancient times?
Although my mother passed away due to illness, my father is still alive.
Ju Ming leaned against a big tree and sat by the campfire to keep warm. He suddenly felt that he had nothing to do and didn't know what to do.
He smoothly cut off the lush branches and leaves in front of him, carefully stepped on the tree branches, and cut off the shrub branches attached to the cliff to expose the soil and rocks inside. He judged: "The cliff is very steep. It is estimated to be 70 to 80 degrees. It is directly
It is impossible to go down. You must first walk sideways until you reach the gentle slope and then go down."
This is an eight-sided Han sword. It is said to be made with traditional craftsmanship, but it must rely on modern technology. Ju Ming has tested it long ago. It is sharp and tough. It is not a mass-produced product. Thirty thousand yuan is not too deceiving.
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The big snake was frightened and did not dare to confront the bipedal monster. It turned around and ran away along the cliff.
Ju Ming folded down the back seat and started rummaging for what he needed.
Zhu Guoxiang took out another cigarette and handed one to his son: "There is only half a pack left, and there is another Zhonghua in the backpack."
Zhu Guoxiang quickly dug out the melon seeds, tore open the package and grabbed a handful, and handed the rest to his son.
His mustache was grown after becoming a self-media person, purely to appear mature. At this moment, the mustache disappeared without a trace, and the skin around his mouth was white and tender, as if he had suddenly returned to his boyhood.
He pulled out the sword and played with it. The exquisite lines on the sword's blade were particularly beautiful under the firelight.
Zhu Ming felt happy and instantly felt more energetic.
The walking speed was very slow, and every time he advanced one meter, he had to cut off excess plants. Only after he could see the situation clearly did Ju Ming dare to put his foot down and move forward step by step.
Zhu Guoxiang began to pick up dead branches and leaves, took out a lighter and lit it. The temperature in the mountains had dropped a bit cold.
You can bring a power bank and use your mobile phone as a flashlight.
System, system, come out quickly!
Zhu Ming recited the system several times silently, but there was no response in his head. He was a little disappointed: "It's not a system text, the difficulty has been increased."
As they walked, Zhu Ming couldn't help but ask: "Dean Zhu, have you noticed that our physical strength has improved?"
Zhu Guoxiang explained: "The subject I taught has ended. The students have divided some. It tastes good. I will take it back to your aunt. She has always liked sweet potatoes."
Ju Ming took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, lighting it while talking, with excitement in his tone: "I'm afraid... we have traveled through time."
The father carried other miscellaneous things on his back and followed carefully.
Zhu Ming asked curiously: "What are you doing taking sweet potatoes home?"
"What are you thinking?" Ju Ming said contemptuously, "Who else drinks your liquor except the Qing Dynasty? In all dynasties, literati drank rice wine and fruit wine. Liquor cannot be sold at high prices unless you transport it to the northern minority areas.
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Until it got dark, I didn't know how many meters I had descended. Anyway, I walked a long way horizontally.
As soon as he took out the thing, before he could pee, Ju Ming was so frightened that he backed away, picked up his sword and shouted: "Fuck, what a big snake!"
"I'm still Liu Xiu. A snake that big is probably two or three meters long. The one with all the bells and whistles must be poisonous!" Zhu Ming held up the sword, still fearful.
Zhu Guoxiang said: "Bring the Zhonghua, I usually can't bear to smoke it."
"Please tell me the important point!" Zhu Ming quickly interrupted.
He opened the car door and drew his sword. The sword he bought for more than 30,000 yuan was used by Ju Ming as a woodcutter to clear the way.
But there was a big snake lying under the tree in front. It was quite big, like a python but not a python. The snake's body was hidden among the dead branches and leaves, and the few exposed parts had yellow and black patterns.
Zhu Ming held the butt of the cigarette in his mouth, stretched his head to the bonfire and lit it. He puffed away for a while and suddenly asked with a smile: "Dean Zhu, are you willing to live in your colorful world?"
"A little bit involved." Zhu Guoxiang is quite proud of his professional abilities.
But Ju Ming smiled playfully: "I'm quite happy, time travel is so fun."
At least, if Ju Ming was the only one to travel through time, he would definitely not know the Qinling fir tree, nor the king snake and the nine-death resurrecting plant. He is just a self-media historical science blogger, and he talks about ancient history in a clear and logical manner, but he does not even know the common animals and plants.
Can't even tell the difference.
Zhu Guoxiang explained: "The king python is the king snake. It attacks other snakes and secretes special substances to occupy the territory. Where there are king snakes, there are basically no other venomous snakes. This is a good thing for us.
Good thing."
"This is time travel Goldfinger!"
In the back seat of the car, in addition to the armor and sword, there was a large backpack containing snacks bought at the service area. There were also two power banks, a Nikon camera for shooting videos, and a Huawei laptop.
"who knows?"
Zhu Guoxiang had nothing to say to this heartless son and reminded him: "We have to find a way to get down. We can't stay on the cliff forever."
"You also need to bring supplies, don't starve to death just after crossing over." Ju Ming said and climbed into the back seat.
Zhu Guoxiang came over and took a look, and immediately felt relieved: "Wang Python, it's not poisonous."
The father and son walked forward for more than 40 minutes, when a small platform appeared in front of them, which was a huge protruding rock.
Zhu Guoxiang was also looking in the mirror, and his changes were even greater - for a man over fifty, all the wrinkles on his face had disappeared, and his gray hair had turned jet black.
"Time travel?" Zhu Guoxiang's eyes widened.
Ju Ming smiled and said: "I must be happy. What's the point of modern society? I just don't know what world we have traveled to. It would be difficult to do things like martial arts and immortality. Cthulhu and steampunk are even more nonsense.
A world with low martial arts is the best, any fictional history is fine, it’s best if it’s a real dynasty. Wait a minute, I’ll call the system first.”
Zhu Guoxiang took the backpack and replied: "Your uncle, your uncle, your sister-in-law, your uncle, your second uncle..."
The father and son suddenly couldn't find anything to say, so they sat there quietly eating melon seeds.
Ju Ming said: "There are some raised rocks, and the stems of plants can also borrow strength. If you take off your down jacket, it will get in the way, and it is easy to cause problems when climbing the cliff while wearing it."
"What system?" Zhu Guoxiang really didn't understand this time.
Zhu Guoxiang was too lazy to explain too much and stuffed Hubi, Zhonghua and corn seeds into his backpack.
"Would you like a cigarette?" Zhu Guoxiang took out his cigarette case and wanted to puff away some smoke to calm down.
"Anything in ancient times is fine, let alone the world of cultivating immortals." Ju Ming was very open-minded. He had long been tired of modern life and dreamed of traveling back to the Han and Tang Dynasties more than once.
Ju Ming asked: "Where are the melon seeds? I remember buying melon seeds in the service area."
Zhu Ming lay back and took a swipe, complaining: "You are also the vice-president after all. I am an official and you are wearing famous brands, but you are only willing to smoke Chinese during the Chinese New Year."
The father and son had no choice but to take off their coats. It was probably not winter since they traveled back in time, and they were already a little sweaty after covering them for so long.
The son carried sweet potatoes on his back and opened the way ahead with his sword.
Wang Jinshe lay down where the father and son must pass. Zhu Guoxiang picked up a dead branch, kept beating the trunk next to it, and shouted: "Go, go!"
After half an hour of hard work, we only advanced about ten meters.
The camera and laptop seemed to be of little use, so I left them in the car for now.
Ju Ming looked up at the stars, but the nearby vegetation was too dense and he couldn't see the Polaris and Big Dipper.
Ju Ming quickly pulled down the sun visor and looked at himself through the mirror.
Zhu Guoxiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "My physical strength has improved. I have been on the cliff for so long, and I can't even breathe."
Ju Ming sat down and said, "Eat something to replenish your strength."
Zhu Guoxiang pointed to the cliff beside him and saw ferns growing on the rocks: "This is Selaginella cypress, also known as the Nine-Death Resurrection Plant. It can treat internal and external injuries and bleeding. Spring and summer are its growth period, and the leaves are unfolded.
In autumn, the leaves will gradually turn inward. Looking at the color of the leaves, they are bright green, so it is probably spring. It was winter before we traveled, but the season changed after we traveled."
After moving carefully like this for a long time, the slope of the cliff finally slowed down, from the previous seventy or eighty degrees to sixty or seventy degrees. It seemed that there was no difference in words, but it was much easier to walk on, and it could be greatly improved.
Save energy and physical strength.
"Go away, I'm not in the mood to joke with you!" Zhu Guoxiang immediately cursed.
"Yeah, I feel like I'm dreaming." Zhu Guoxiang was also speechless. After decades of hard work, he finally became the vice president.
Ju Ming then felt relieved, picked up his pants and continued on his way.
"Is there a place to stay?" Zhu Guoxiang asked the cat in the car.
Zhu Guoxiang said depressedly: "You are so heartless. Is it fun to be trapped in the mountains? Be careful and die of hypothermia in the mountains!"
I definitely can’t bring that set of Heavenly King Armor with me. It weighs more than sixty kilograms and is just a burden when climbing a cliff.
Ju Ming sheathed his sword, finished smoking a cigarette, and finally became serious: "The first step is to go down the mountain. The second step is to contact the locals. The third step is to know which dynasty this is and make sure we are still there.
On Earth, the fourth step... we’ll see what happens when the time comes.”
Zhu Guoxiang fell into silence.
Seeing that his father didn't speak, Ju Ming lost all emotion. He was just a tough talker. Who the hell among modern people would want to travel back to ancient times?
If you dream about returning to the Han and Tang Dynasties, it is because Ye Gong loves dragons!
I was indeed a little excited at the beginning, but after spending a day on the cliff, the inexplicable excitement has long since passed, and now I am only confused about the unknown future.