Not long after, there were footsteps coming back in the distance again, and in the reflection of the cage fire swaying behind the corner, someone even shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Sanpi, we have found it... Don't delay any longer... I have to rush to the Red Carp Room to have a drink to calm down my shock... After finishing this trick, I will have to take refuge in the abandoned village under the Lishan Mausoleum. For a while, I no longer see the many benefits of Xijing."
"So you said... How much reward should Xiao Feng brother give us this time... It would be best if we can get a fan to go there together, so as to relieve our boredom..."
I saw that the person who came was holding a dim yellow lantern in his hand, which illuminated a dark and ugly face. He also held a dirty broken jar in his other hand, which was clearly the old hozen that left before.
However, after not getting the expected response, the old hozen looked around at the darkness suspiciously, then slowly walked to the wall and continued to shout:
"Where have you been hiding, you lazy, mischievous bastard? Come out quickly... If you accidentally reveal your secrets, Zhang Kuai Dao in the Huitou Workshop will not skin you and me to make a drum?..."
The next moment, he looked around anxiously at the shouting old hozen, and was suddenly startled by the corpse he saw on the ground. "Ha!!! Hello, my mother..."
The next moment, his scalp suddenly felt a sharp pain, but someone pulled his hair with force, causing him to fall backwards in pain. The old hozen, who suddenly lost his balance, danced and struggled with all his strength, but was hit by a hand from the side again. The knife struck at the Adam's apple.
The old hozen, who was caught off guard, blurted out a shrill scream like a night owl, which was cut off. The next moment, his head and face suddenly hit the hard rammed earth wall with the force of pulling his hair from behind and fierce collisions. The face was rubbed hard, leaving a bloody mark.
After a while, the old hozen, which had been hit repeatedly, was finally released. It waved its hands in the air like a bird with broken wings, turned back, lost its balance, and fell into a side ditch by the roadside, almost with its head. The shameless one threw himself into the cracked soil at the bottom of the ditch;
Then, Jiang Tian, who fell from the shadows out of thin air, kneeled down on his back without hesitation, and used his whole body weight to push his neck into the broken soil that was beaten and struggled;
Then he slowly waved the stick in his hand, hitting the back of the head and back that were erecting like a dehydrated fish, and hit it hard with the heavy tip again; just a moment later, he let go of the already dead body under his feet. A body that no longer moves.
In the blink of an eye, this was the second thief who died in his own hands. However, Jiang Tian no longer even felt any surprise or excitement. Instead, he felt a little dazed. Even the life and death fight he had just experienced was a bit unreal. Seems like.
And a new prompt appeared in his field of vision again: "The second step of the guidance mission is completed, energy is being collected..."
Despite this, as a certain kind of intense excitement gradually subsided from the body, and he felt the heaviness and fatigue again, Jiang Tian felt that there was something that had been pent up and blocked in his body for a long time, and he gave full play to the dripping pleasure and temporary pleasure. Thoughts flow smoothly.
That is also an indescribable feeling that cannot be felt and experienced in the domestic environment of modern times that have been in peace for a long time. Is this because of the influence of his past experiences, or is it that every man actually has ancestors from ancient times hidden in his body? Are the elements of killing and violence left behind?
After all, during Jiang Tian's time in the Black Continent, there was no shortage of unexpected surprises or narrow encounters with lions, cheetahs, and hyenas at the top of the food chain. There was also no lack of personal observations of scenes in nature that were bloodier than this one.
and process.
Of course, that was also the period when he was manipulating all kinds of firearms banned in the country, and he was most wanton and happy. Among the tribal armed forces and local forces where he had participated in health services and epidemic prevention and control, many weapons across the entire country were still used.
Wanguo brand equipment for the development of modern firearms;
From the flintlock guns, striker guns, and double-barreled elephant hunting guns left over from the era of old and new colonists, to the old Mauser of World War I, one-on-one, to the grease gun of World War II, touch the heart and take the liver, Li Enfei, Gadland
; Even the civilian artifacts of the third world later - ak and five-six-and-a-half; as well as larger can openers, cloth tearers, and Haskells, he tried to use them one by one;
This is more enjoyable and more powerful than the Internet celebrity up hosts such as "Good Luck, Eat Chicken Tonight" live broadcast on the Internet? What's more, as a team doctor, he has made rounds of diagnosis; he has also got many local people to participate in foreign aid.
The guidance from veterans in the engineering construction and civilian security forces can be said to be veterans who have hunted crocodiles, bison, and hyenas.
It's a pity that all of this has gone away from him due to unexpected changes. Jiang Tian laughed at himself in his memories, while trying to divert his attention away from the blood. He looked at and observed the surrounding environment again, and Gray
There was only a dim light from the lantern in the misty night sky, which reflected the faded green ramie shirt and frayed black boots on his body.
Jiang Tian looked at the remaining puddles in the ditch on the roadside and the dim lights. The face had some faint outlines of its original appearance. Looking at his teeth, he was quite neat, with very little enamel wear. It seemed that he had eaten a lot.
The food was pretty good.
It's just that when you tilt your head, the solidified blood stains under your head and the swelling on the back of your head are really painful when you touch them. There are still wet blood stains that have not yet solidified when you touch them, so the face twitches even more clearly.
Pale and listless.
Then Jiang Tian began to examine himself again. His limbs were completely different. As a carnivore who once had no pleasure in eating meat, the sinew meat was tempered and exposed to the scorching sun of the savanna and the barren rain forest.
His dark skin was gone.
Only the pale and slender hands and feet are left exposed, but you can feel the relatively solid muscles under the skin, and the skin is still shiny and elastic, with no unnecessary scars or bruises, and it doesn't seem like you need to be busy all day long.
Born into a poor family living hand to mouth.
Well, Jiang Tian can be thankful for at least one thing. Although he has traveled through time to this somewhat weak body; but the physical memory left by the training before going abroad, as well as the various conditioned reflexes developed while walking on the black continent,
,skills and experience have not faded much;
Although the old green ramie shirt on my body didn't have any patches, it had obviously been washed and worn for a long time. The cuffs and elbows were worn to a white color, and even had some slight threads. This also meant that
The financial situation of this body will not be much better.
Therefore, after searching for a long time, he found a dozen copper coins with the words Kaiyuan, Qianyuan, and Fengyou in the sleeve pocket of his lining jacket. Well, now he could determine from the exquisiteness of the quality where he was.
This is a rough era when the commodity economy and productivity are relatively prosperous.
Then there was a piece of paper that was folded and carefully hidden. He suddenly vaguely remembered that this was a document to sue for personal gain. It was similar to the identity card of later generations. Then Jiang Tian remembered some of the predecessors of this game.
Something happened. One good news, one bad news.
The good news is that it is now the Tang Dynasty, which was at its peak in the feudal era, and it is located in Chang'an City, Xijing, where the best of the world gathers. The bad news is that this does not seem to be the Tang Dynasty that he is familiar with, or in other words, what he can know about this body is really limited.
Next, Jiang Tian suppressed the strange feeling that kept surging in his heart, pinched his nose to endure the fishy smell of fresh blood plasma, and began to seize the time to search the whole body of the fallen criminal.
First, the short mule named Sanpier, who had become erect, touched a smelly short shirt and a stained lower crotch; in addition to the lantern and big stick thrown aside, there was also a string of
Polished copper coins, a wooden tablet with a rough bird pattern, and a set of flints were nothing more.
The undressed corpse had rough, lackluster, dark skin, and there were irregular landscape tattoos and numerous old scars, as well as a clear bald spot under the turban and dirty wig.
This also made his mind involuntarily flood with speculations about the identity of the other party: This is obviously a product of the characteristics of this era - a typical place near the capital, named "Children of Wuling", "Evil Boy" and "Swashbuckler"
Specialty of "Xianzi".
That is to say, similar existences that were beautified in later generations as "die-hards" and "old gunners"; but in this era, they obviously represent the lowest limit of human nature among the street groups who hide evil and evil and are full of evil.
The things found on the body of another tall thief, Old Hozen, were even more pitiful. Apart from a bunch of junk items whose purpose was unknown, there was only a small knife with a pointed tip wrapped around a hemp string wrapped around a wooden handle and an inch-long blade covered with grease.
and a gourd.
So after sending the two corpses into the ditch together to keep them company, Jiang Tian tied the inch-edged knife on a short stick with a strip of cloth, which turned into a very simple short spear with a tilted head;
Take it apart and tie a piece of tile to one end to make a thrower.
Well, the upgraded version of long and near self-defense equipment is also available. He couldn't help but sigh to himself:
Don't underestimate these two crude gadgets. The reason why human beings can stand out in the ancient times and become the spirit of all things at the top of the food chain is because they are good at using tools as minions to deal with various situations and situations.
Variety.
Therefore, with the expansion of human civilization, the former king of beasts and jungle overlords have become rare species that can only be kept in zoos for artificial breeding to avoid extinction. And behemoths such as elephants and hippopotamuses
, and could only tremble in front of Uncle Black's spear.
Another old friend I met in Jiang Tian even had a legendary story of successfully killing half of the hyena group in the wild with only a knife and the superiority of climbing a tree, and frightened the other half away.
Then, he picked up the gourd, shook it, opened the stopper, smelled it, and drank a few sips of the remaining liquid without hesitation. It was sour and thin wine with many impurities; but it was
It can calm some of the body's thirst and fatigue after strenuous exercise.
The next moment his body was moisturized and relaxed, a sad little face suddenly flashed before his eyes, making people feel particularly palpitated and anxious. It was as if there was something extremely important that would be lost soon.
.
"Lolo"
He couldn't help but murmur a name. Then some memory fragments came to life.
Faintly in a courtyard filled with the fragrance of orchid and osmanthus, another delicate and childish voice said to myself:
"My name is Luo Luo, Luo from Luoshui... Are you the new gentleman..."
Then Jiang Tian suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the first vassal state of the Tang Dynasty - Daxia. In the residence of the envoy stationed in Chang'an, his predecessor was Mr. Xixi who came as a personal recommendation. For the first time
Meeting with students.
However, this is Chang'an City, the most beautiful place under the emperor's feet. This is the most beautiful Lantern Festival for thousands of households. The city is full of citizens and people celebrate the special day all night long; there are also many public servants and sergeants patrolling all night long until dawn.
The first of the Three Yuan Festivals.
However, this heinous thing still happened in front of his eyes.
The young student who secretly ignored the prohibition of his family and kept calling himself "Mr. Gao"; the clumsy girl who wanted to pretend to be an ordinary person and sneak out to play, but there were always one or two places where her secrets were revealed;
That little sweetheart who had no intention of enlightening me when I was inexplicably depressed and lost was just kidnapped on the street;
At the moment when I was laughing so hard while watching a shadow puppet show in front of the mountain gate of Baoqing Temple, I was suddenly knocked to the ground with force.
From the corner of his eyes, he only had time to see a few masked men dancing past. Their wide-brimmed colorful silk robes were just thrown over the heads of the crowd, and the little man disappeared.
Then his predecessor went crazy in the street and chased after him at all costs. Then during the chase in the alley, he was attacked by the thieves who were waiting in advance. If he hadn't woken up in time, maybe there would be no trace of him.
Maybe.
However, Jiang Tian couldn't help but be disappointed with his predecessor. This stupid young man didn't have any power or props to rely on, nor did he find anyone to help or support him. He even left a message with an acquaintance, and just came to him with his enthusiasm.
He chased after him fiercely.
It’s no wonder that he was unexpectedly attacked from behind, beaten and left aside with blood on his head; since the other party dared to do such a thing on the street, how could he not have any accomplices to support him and cooperate with him?
But now it is completely different. This body that almost died has been replaced by a soul and consciousness of a completely different generation, which has also brought about completely different encounters and results.
However, as his body's thirst and exhaustion eased, Jiang Tian hesitated slightly again. Should he continue to chase him alone instead of going back to the street and calling more people to help search?
However, he soon smiled bitterly, because according to the remaining memory of this body, when he turned around and called for help, or spent countless efforts to win the trust of those Wuhou and bad people who patrolled the streets, he was afraid that everything would happen.
The day lilies are almost cold.
Is it possible that this time I really have to be a lone hero from the beginning to the end? And in the dark alley, the faint petals of the Tuya flower (jasmine), after being trampled, emit a fragrance that is diffused in the wind.
This was also the last trace and clue left during the Lantern Festival all-night lantern festival when he was pulling with the stranger and personally breaking the flower strings on the other party's colorful silk robe.