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[001] Depressed Ma Xiaoquan

In the time mezzanine, Ma Xiaoquan yawned boredly.

"It's been too long..." Ma Xiaoquan, who was in the middle of time, actually had no concept of time. It was only after yawning several times that Ma Xiaoquan said this.

The mezzanine space is about 100 square meters in size. In addition to the ticking clock, occasionally, there will be some faint blue light.

"what is that?"

Ma Xiaoquan saw a flash on the wall not far ahead, and walked toward the flash with a curious smile.

"Oh, it turns out it's a timetable!" Ma Xiaoquan walked up and couldn't help but touch the shining spot.

Suddenly, a strong white light appeared in the flashing place. Ma Xiaoquan only felt a wave of dizziness and didn't know anything else.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a murderous night.

These words are the most appropriate to describe the evening scene at this time.

A man was riding a brown-haired horse that was not strong, walking in the alley with rhythmic hoof steps.

Logically speaking, a horse rider should take the main road, but this man took the alley instead.

Luoyang, the ancient capital of the Nine Dynasties.

But for now, her historical pace has just begun.

The man was not in a hurry to make the horse gallop. On the contrary, he would gently pull the reins from time to time to stop the horse from galloping along.

Arriving at the door of a large mansion, the man dismounted his horse and gently knocked on the door.

A lazy voice came from inside the door: "Who is it?"

The man said softly: "Please report, Colonel Cao Cao and Cao Mengde please see Master Situ."

There was no more sound from inside the door.

After a while, the door of the mansion clicked twice, revealing a gap, and then, a head emerged from the gap.

"Master Xiaowei, Master Situ is affectionate!"

The man smiled slightly and followed the head and squeezed through the door of the house.

In the house, main hall, reception room.

The man paced back and forth anxiously, changing his previous leisurely attitude when riding a horse.

"Why don't Master Situ come out?" The man couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed the shoulder of a young maid and asked.

"Sir..." the maid said in horror, "I don't know..."

The man let go of his hand, shook his head, and said slightly apologetically: "Please inform me again!"

The maid's face turned slightly red and she lowered her head and went out.

After half a stick of incense, laughter of "hehehe" came from outside the main hall.

When the laughter arrived, a person walked in at the entrance of the main hall.

The person who entered the door was an old man with white hair, a slightly thin figure, and a pair of deep-set eyes, which gave people a sense of calm and self-power.

"Hehehe... Sir Captain!" The old man gently cupped his hands.

The man stepped forward, bowed deeply to the old man, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, Situ, I came uninvited late at night, I hope you will show your respect..."

The old man chuckled, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, Meng De, please sit down and serve tea!"

When tea arrives, people sit down.

The old man said: "Mengde, it was my fault in the past. I hope Mengde can forgive me!"

Hearing this, the man immediately stood up, saluted the old man again, and said, "Sir Situ, your words are serious. Meng De's abrupt confrontation with you earlier was Meng De's fault..."

The old man smiled and said, "Meng De, do you know what I mean?"

The man nodded slightly and said solemnly: "But to kill the traitor Dong?"

The old man waved his hand: "Since you know, do you know why I kicked you out of the cabinet before?"

The man cupped his hands and said: "Everyone in the palace is a common man. Killing thieves is something that cannot be done without force?"

The old man stroked his white beard and nodded.

The man stepped forward and said, "It's just that Mr. Dong is extremely cunning by nature. I'm afraid..."

The old man chuckled and interrupted the man: "I have two treasures, called Seven Stars, each with a sword. If you are willing to do so, I can give it to you, how about it?" In fact, Xiao Jue did some vernacular here, sometimes

The ancient Chinese seems to be very literary, so Xiaojue appropriately translates it into vernacular and writes it. Of course, not all of them can express the artistic conception and are simple and easy to understand, so Xiaojue still has to use them. The man points.

He turned his head and rolled his eyes and said, "No, Sir Situ. You can't take away all your treasures. Just one thing will do."

The old man chuckled and shouted to the inner hall: "Where is my daughter Diao Chan?"

A voice from the inner hall responded, and a woman came out, with a graceful figure and stunning beauty.

The woman bowed to the old man and said, "Daughter, please pay homage to your father!" After the woman finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at the old man and the man.

"Oh!" The man couldn't help shouting.

The old man smiled and said to the man: "Mengde, my little girl Diao Chan is my adopted daughter! Diao Chan, this is the school captain Cao Cao, Lord Cao Mengde!"

The woman took a step back and saluted the man and said, "My little daughter has met the adults!"

The man opened his mouth wide and was speechless. Needless to say, he was fascinated by Diao Chan's appearance.

The old man saw this and felt a little unhappy. He coughed twice and said, "Diao Chan, go and take out all my father's seven-star swords!"

The woman bowed and retreated into the inner hall.

Within ten seconds, the woman took out two boxes and placed them in front of the old man and the man.

"Haha Mengde, this is my treasure, Mengde? Mengde?"

Ever since he saw such a beautiful woman, the man had been out of his mind. He couldn't think about the main thing today. The old man called in his ear several times, but he didn't respond.

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the mid-air of the main hall. The crack gradually became larger, and deep in the crack, it was pitch black. To explain, the larger the ancient officials were, the larger the main hall was. As the "Three Gongs"

Lord Situ Wang Yun, the main hall naturally has enough space. It can be said that it is normal to have a main hall with a height of 4 to 5 meters. In the darkness, an arm stretched out from the crack and touched aimlessly.

With.

When the woman in the main hall saw the crack, she was startled and screamed "Ah".

"How is it appropriate to shout and yell in the lobby?" the old man scolded the woman.

The woman fell to the ground with her face turned pale, pointing at the crack in the middle of the hall.

The old man raised his head and looked up, and also said "ah".

The man came back to his senses when he heard the old man's scream.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The old man pointed at the crack in the air and shrank back in horror.

The man looked up and was startled. However, in front of Lord Situ, he was a military commander. If he backed down at this moment, he would inevitably be laughed at. Therefore, the man took a deep breath, pulled out his sword, and stepped forward to block it.

In front of the woman, he shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost? Why don't you show up quickly?"

The man shouted loudly, and the arm actually retracted.

The man squinted his eyes proudly at the woman behind him, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

But the good times didn't last long. In the crack, the arm retracted, but then, what stuck out was a head.

That's right, this head is none other than Ma Xiaoquan.

It is said that Ma Xiaoquan was in the space mezzanine. Because he saw something curious, he went up to see what happened. However, he did not expect that he accidentally touched the working clock of time and was knocked unconscious. When he woke up

, found that there were cracks in the mezzanine, so I curiously stretched out my hand to explore to see if I had reached my destination.

But I didn't expect that within a few minutes of reaching out, there was first a woman's voice, then an old-sounding voice, and finally, a man's violent shouting.

Ma Xiaoquan took back his hand and smiled, thinking that since he was here, he should show up, so Ma Xiaoquan stuck his head out and prepared to go out.

But he didn't know that he only stuck his head out, but it really scared the other three people in the main hall.

The man was smugly smugly just now, but now Ma Xiaoquan's head popped out, and he let out a cry and jumped back in fright.

If a man does not protect himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Previously, he pretended to be a big-tailed wolf in front of the woman, but now he hides behind him. It is a pity.

As for Ma Xiaoquan, as soon as he poked his head out, he found a stunning beauty lying on the ground, looking at him in horror.

Loving women and cherishing jade has existed since ancient times, not to mention such a stunning beauty?

Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, pulled it out from the crack, then reached up and jumped down.

"Well" Ma Xiaoquan moved his neck bones, took a step forward, and lifted up the stunning beauty in front of him.

"Hi beauty!" Ma Xiaoquan bared his teeth.

The woman groaned, her body went limp, and she fainted.

"No, am I so ugly?" Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand helplessly and looked at the old man and man behind him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but you will be frightened at first sight. At this time, the old man and the man were pushing and shoving, completely out of shape, as if they were afraid that Ma Xiaoquan would suddenly pounce on them and eat them.

Ma Xiaoquan exclaimed, his mind turned and he figured it out.

Oh, these two people think they are ghosts and gods.

Haha, okay, then you, Ma Xiaoquan, Ma Ye, and I will be gods in the Three Kingdoms era. If there is a chance to meet Zuo Ci and Zuo Dada, hehe...

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said to the frightened two people: "Don't be afraid, I am a god, I will not harm you?"

After hearing what Ma Xiaoquan said, the two people behind them not only did not lower their guard, but knelt down and kowtowed to Ma Xiaoquan.

"No, what I said is very clear, right?" Ma Xiaoquan scratched his head and said, "I said, I am a god, do you understand?"

The two people had no intention of listening at all, they just kowtowed to Ma Xiaoquan.

"Damn! This..."

Just like this, when Ma Xiaoquan said something, the two people behind him kowtowed three times, and then kept talking.

After explaining for a long time, the two of them finally let go of their fear, but they still looked at Ma Xiaoquan with vigilance, especially that man. Although his hands were shaking so much that he could play with cotton, the sword did not shake off. It was really difficult for him.

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Ma Xiaoquan is also patient. He said that his mouth is dry. Why are these two men in front of him like rabbits, nesting in the corner? This really makes Ma Xiaoquan feel aggrieved.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaoquan seemed to remember something.

He opened the package he carried with him, took out a piece of cloth, looked at it, and understood immediately.

The strip of cloth was temporarily stuffed by Mingfa to Ma Xiaoquan before he crossed over. Ma Xiaoquan thought it was some kind of sperm vesicle trick. Now that he opened it and took a look, he immediately felt the urge to vomit blood.

There are only two words on the banner, but these two words can explain some problems, some problems that Ma Xiaoquan has to pay attention to.

The strip of cloth reads: Dialects.

Yes, that's right, it's a dialect. Ma Xiaoquan grew up in the city. His family lives in Phoenix City, which is a provincial capital city. The place where Ma Xiaoquan went to university is also the provincial capital. Therefore, Ma Xiaoquan has always spoken Mandarin since he was a child, even though he also speaks Mandarin.

I can speak some local dialects, but I am never as happy as speaking Mandarin. Now, the piece of paper Mingfa thrust into himself directly illustrates a problem, that is, there are many dialects in troubled times!

ps: From now on, Chapter 1 of Time Travel has officially begun. All the experiences of the protagonist Ma Xiaoquan in the Three Kingdoms period are related to your click to read collection and flowers. Don’t be stingy, everyone, take out the flowers in your hands.

, throw it to Xiaojue, if there are no flowers, call your gay friends and click on me desperately.


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