Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

third chapter

It is obviously impossible for others to accept their heads and bow down when they are blown by Xue Mu. The young woman just smiled lightly: "Don't bother to develop the sect, sir is very suitable to be an accountant. Chan'er, arrange a car for sir, and give him a car." Take some medicine."

Xue Mu was a little speechless. It turned out that no one healed himself before, no wonder his whole body still hurts. Speaking of which, lying in her compartment is just to ask questions as soon as you wake up. If you can't ask Famous Tang, you will probably be slaughtered directly. Who is wasting energy to treat your injuries?

At any rate, he was willing to treat his injuries this time, and even arranged for the compartment to live in, no matter whether he wanted to use it as an accounting room or something, at least he had settled down.

Changed to another much ordinary carriage, Xue Mu leaned against the side of the carriage and let out a long breath. The pressure in front of that young woman who can kill with her eyes is a bit overwhelming, but the thirteen or fourteen-year-old flat girl in front of her looks a lot more relaxed.

Chan'er smiled and threw two bottles: "The white bottle for healing, just one pill, and you'll be fine after taking a nap. The red bottle is for you to suppress the poison for a short time, so don't mess with us. You have to exercise your energy and hold your breath all the time, each pill lasts for twelve hours, remember to take one pill every day."

"Thanks." Without saying a word, Xue Mu opened the two bottles and took a pill each. Anyway, it was too easy for the other party to kill him, so there was no need to tamper with the medicine. The two pills melted in the mouth, and the coolness spread all over the limbs and bones in an instant, and the severe pain in the whole body seemed to be healed in an instant. Xue Mu looked at the bottle in his hand in a little surprise, and once again felt that there was something wrong with this world... how can there be any wound medicine that takes effect so quickly, anyway, it looks very unscientific.

Hmm... Time travel has already happened, and no matter what science is said, I can't turn around by myself. Xue Mu showed a self-confident smile at the girl: "I still want to thank the virtuous master and apprentice for saving my life. My name is Xue Mu. I don't know what the girl calls me?"

The girl also smiled: "Your self-righteous smile looks quite annoying. By the way, I want to poach your eyeballs. I don't know if you can still be an accountant if you are blind?"

Xue Mu's smile instantly turned bitter: "...Of course it's impossible."

The girl propped her cheeks and looked Xue Mu's face up and down, as if observing some miracle: "You are very courageous, not only have you seen me, but you have also seen the master...It is not easy to be alive and kicking up to now .”

Xue Mu finally understood why she poked her eyes out, and said helplessly, "I didn't see anything, the sky was so dark, I fell so fast, and I'm not a god, so what else could I see at that time."

"I've always seen the white flowers. To me, that means being seen."

"Can you make some sense?"

"No." The girl smiled and said, "If you can tell me your story, maybe I can let you go."

Xue Mu saw her cute and cute smile, and although she said it was cruel, she didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so she laughed and said, "I grew up in a pot of poison, so I don't know why I didn't die. "

"There are thousands of sects and schools of practice in the world, and I really can't fully understand them." The girl sighed very maturely, pointed to Xue Mu's short hair, and then pointed to his clothes: "But monks and poisons are not the same. It's hard for people to connect, what sect does this weird cassock represent?"

Xue Mu looked down at the clothes on his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched... What kind of cassock is this, is this a bathrobe, okay? He was time-traveling at home, wearing a white bathrobe, which is tragic to say the least, other people time-traveling at least brought a wallet and mobile phone or something, so they could do some tricks, but he was so white, he couldn't see anything. No.

No, there are... They confiscated the bronze piece that was obviously held in their hands when they traveled through time?

Seeing that he didn't answer, the little girl's expression turned into a half-smile: "You look pretty... and there is nothing under the cassock. I think you are also a flower monk. Are you practicing Huanxi Zen?"

The little girl doesn’t blush when she talks about such a topic, I don’t think you are a good bird... Xue Mu complained in his heart, and replied: "It’s because my heart to Buddha is not firm, so I’m getting out of the vulgar... Actually, I have been living in the world since I was a child. Ask Zen in the mountains, you are the first time I have seen outsiders, and I don’t know what dynasty it is now..."

"Then you appeared in midair strangely, could it be that you were chopped off by the Buddha?"

"That's right, Xiaoqiang."

"I'm not Xiaoqiang, I'm Xiaochan. Yue Xiaochan." The girl still smiled: "Don't talk to me, my name is not a secret, unlike some people who never say a word of truth. This Zhou Liguo has already Thousands of years ago, there are still people who ask about the dynasty, and the fabric of this cassock is extremely luxurious, don’t pretend to be so fake when you pretend to be a mountain person.”

Xue Mu knew that his statement was completely untrustworthy, but it seemed that they were not too serious. I wondered if it was because all kinds of unscientific things happened in this unscientific world. They didn't think it was nothing to appear in midair Something to be serious about. And it seems that they are also very demonic. They obviously don't believe you, but they are not angry. They seem to think that it is normal for you to be full of lies...

It's just that this girl is young and still has a natural curiosity about the world, so she chatted with him a few more times like a curious baby, saying it was just a question, it would be better to talk to someone to relieve boredom. Instead of her master's attitude of being a human dog, it doesn't matter where you come from, I can use it if it can be used for me, and if I can't use it, I will kill it directly. Who is bothered to talk to you?

And this big week... isn't a thousand years an exaggeration? In the eight hundred years, there are still people who can match the number. But in the week of eight hundred years, there should be no monks... Xue Mu carefully probed: "Chunqiu?"

Yue Xiaochan blinked and blinked: "What is Spring and Autumn? Seasons?"

Xue Mu was drunk, and he found that he couldn't judge whether the world was completely different, or it was just because this girl was too illiterate. After thinking about it for a long time, I had to say: "It's that kind of civilization where... many different schools of thought collide."

Yue Xiaochan stared at him steadfastly, and finally said after a long time: "If you say this is called Chunqiu... then it is Chunqiu now."

"..." Xue Mu was speechless. What the hell are you telling me that this New Year's Day is still in the Spring and Autumn Period after a thousand years?

Yue Xiaochan said casually: "A hundred schools of martial arts contend for thousands of years, isn't that what you call Spring and Autumn?"

Well, the so-called hundred schools are actually martial arts... Xue Mu finally confirmed thoroughly that this is a completely different world, this Great Zhou is completely different from what he knows, the historical knowledge of that world should be completely Throw it away, or you will be trapped to death.

Yue Xiaochan said again: "I think you belong to the poison sect, but you can't cultivate properly. Not only did you not get anything out of it, but you have hidden a strange poison. But there is also a little advantage, most people don't bother to kill you, so as not to have to burn it epidemic prevention."

"..." Come on, illiterates know how to prevent epidemics these days...

Yue Xiaochan looked him up and down for a while, and finally she lost her curiosity and became a little bored: "Let's go, it's boring."

As soon as the voice fell, it suddenly disappeared without any sign, just like a ghost.

Xue Mu looked at the empty carriage and fell down on the bed with a "bang". Only now did he let go of his tense nerves and think about tidying up the environment he was facing.

Although the little sister's attitude was considered good, she was always smiling, lively and talkative, but in the end she finally showed her contempt for the weak in her bones. It seems that at least in the eyes of this group of women, force is the criterion for measuring everything, and everything else is trivial, and it is probably impossible to even think about relying on talent to pick up girls.

If this is a common attitude in this world, it's no wonder that many time-traveling seniors practiced desperately. This kind of feeling of being looked down upon by others is really not very pleasant. But practicing martial arts... I am twenty-seven this year, and I come from a completely different culture. I started practicing at this time. Compared with these aboriginals who grew up in a practice atmosphere, who can practice better? And no golden fingers...

Xue Mu stretched out his palm and took a look. The reason for time travel was that his hand was cut by a piece of bronze. This piece of bronze must have an important connection with this world, and he has to find a way to get it back from these women. Maybe it’s a golden finger. Woolen cloth?

After seeing it, Xue Mu sat up straight suddenly.

There is no scratch on the palm of the hand, but a strange pattern instead?

Xue Mu hurriedly got up, sat by the car window, and looked carefully at the sun for a while. It is indeed a pattern, a cyan wavy pattern, exactly the same as the pattern on the bronze piece obtained before, only the size of a fingernail, it looks like it is tattooed.