Guide to traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty

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 became blurry again. He said to himself: "My myopia of more than 500 degrees was cured by a car accident?"

"Who cares about your shortsightedness? Look at what's outside!" Ju Ming said, pointing forward.

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 in the air, 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 butt 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.

After a long time, Ju Ming said: "Your white hair has turned black."

"The mustache is gone!" Zhu Guoxiang exclaimed.

Ju Ming quickly pulled down the sun visor and looked at himself through the mirror.

His mustache was grown after becoming a self-media person, purely to look mature. At this moment, the mustache disappeared without a trace, and the skin around the mouth was white and tender, as if he was suddenly back to his boyhood.

Zhu Guoxiang was also looking in the mirror, and he had changed even more - for a man over fifty, all the wrinkles on his face had disappeared, and his gray hair had turned jet black.

"Would you like a cigarette?" Zhu Guoxiang took out his cigarette case and wanted to puff away some smoke to calm down.

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."

"Time travel?" Zhu Guoxiang's eyes widened.

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?"

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 best. It can be an imaginary history, but it is best to be a real dynasty. Wait a moment, I will call the system first."

"What system?" Zhu Guoxiang really didn't understand this time.

System, system, come out quickly!

Ju 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."

Zhu Guoxiang had nothing to say to this heartless son and reminded him: "You have to find a way to get down. You 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.

On the back seat of the car, in addition to the armor and sword, there was also a large backpack containing snacks bought in the service area. There are also two power banks, a Nikon camera for shooting videos, and a Huawei laptop.

I definitely can't bring that set of Heavenly King Armor with me. It weighs more than 60 kilograms and is just a burden when climbing the cliff.

The camera and laptop seemed to be of little use, so I left them in the car for now.

You can bring a power bank and use your mobile phone as a flashlight.

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?"

Zhu Guoxiang took the backpack and replied: "Your uncle, your uncle, your sister-in-law, your uncle, your second uncle..."

"Please tell me the important point!" Ju Ming quickly interrupted.

"For relatives and friends who are close to each other, each family has a bottle of Moutai, 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 Those who are studying but have not graduated, each person should get a Hu pen. Your grandpa is restless and has to farm every year, so he asked me to bring him a bag of corn seeds. They are high-quality seeds. They have just passed the acceptance inspection and have not been put on the market in batches. By the way. , and twenty pounds of sweet potatoes.”

Ju Ming asked curiously: "What are you doing taking sweet potatoes home?"

Zhu Guoxiang explained: "The subject I taught has ended. The students have shared some. It tastes good. I will bring it back to your aunt. She has always liked sweet potatoes."

Ju Ming folded down the back seat and started rummaging for what he needed.

Only the corn seeds, sweet potatoes and lake pens were taken away, and the rest of the tobacco, wine and tea were left in the car.

Zhu Guoxiang asked: "Don't you want Maotai? If, like Xiang Shaolong, we travel back to ancient times, Maotai will definitely be sold at a good price."

"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. "

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Bring the Zhonghua, I usually can't bear to smoke it."

Zhu Ming lay back and took a sip of money and complained: "You are also the deputy dean after all. I am an official wearing famous brands, but you are only willing to smoke Chinese during the Chinese New Year."

Zhu Guoxiang was too lazy to explain too much and stuffed Hubi, Zhonghua and corn seeds into his backpack.

"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."

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.

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 or 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."

"Is there a place to stay?" Zhu Guoxiang asked the cat in the car.

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 with it on."

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.

Ju Ming returned to the car and tied the untied shoelaces of the old man's shoes and the plastic bags containing tobacco, wine and tea together into a rope. Then, I tied the 20 kilograms of sweet potatoes together with the bag and made a simple backpack to hang on my body.

The son carried sweet potatoes on his back and opened the way ahead with his sword.

The father carried other miscellaneous things on his back and followed carefully.

The walking speed is very slow, and every meter forward, unnecessary plants have to be cut off. Only after he could see the situation clearly did Ju Ming dare to take a step and move forward step by step.

After half an hour of hard work, we only advanced about ten meters.

As they walked, Ju Ming couldn't help but ask: "Dean Zhu, have you noticed that our physical strength has improved?"

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."

"This is time travel Goldfinger!"

Ju Ming felt happy and instantly felt more energetic.

After moving carefully for a long time, the slope of the cliff finally slowed down, from the previous seventy to eighty degrees, and gradually became sixty or seventy degrees. It doesn't seem to make any difference when you say it, but it is much easier to walk, which can greatly save energy and physical strength.

Zhu Guoxiang had been observing plants. He said to his son: "We should still be in the Qinling Mountains."

Ju Ming asked: "How do you know?"

Zhu Guoxiang explained: "As we walked along, we saw large tracts of Qinling fir trees at our feet. 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 crossing, and now we are probably in the ancient Qinling Mountains. .”

"Anything in ancient times is fine, let alone the world of cultivating immortals." Ju Ming is very open-minded. He has long been tired of modern life and has dreamed of traveling back to the Han and Tang Dynasties more than once.

Zhu Guoxiang pointed to the cliff next to 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 unfolding. In autumn, the leaves will gradually turn inward. Looking at the color of the leaves, they are bright green, so it is probably spring now. It was winter before we traveled, but the seasons changed after we traveled."

Ju 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!"

"A little bit involved." Zhu Guoxiang is quite proud of his professional abilities.

The father and son walked forward for more than 40 minutes, and a small platform appeared in front of them, which was a huge protruding rock.

Ju Ming sat down and said, "Eat something to replenish your strength."

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.

Ju Ming asked: "Where are the melon seeds? I remember buying melon seeds in the service area."

Zhu Guoxiang quickly dug out the melon seeds, tore open the package and grabbed a handful, and handed the rest to his son.

Zhu Ming ate the chicken feet and braised eggs, and ate melon seeds with mineral water. While eating, he looked at the distant mountains. He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous: "What the hell is this? I just traveled through time inexplicably."

"Yeah, it feels like a dream." Zhu Guoxiang was also speechless. After decades of hard work, he finally became the vice president.

What does it mean to travel to ancient times?

Although the old mother at home has died of illness, there is still an old father still alive.

The father and son suddenly couldn't find anything to say, so they sat there quietly eating melon seeds.

Probably because he drank too much mineral water, Ju Ming felt the urge to urinate, so he stood up and poured water on a fir tree in front of him.

As soon as he took out the dick, before he could pee, Ju Ming was so frightened that he backed away, picked up his sword and shouted: "Fuck, what a big snake!"

But there was a big snake lying under the tree in front of him. It was quite big, like a python but not a python. The snake's body was hidden among dead branches and leaves, and the few exposed parts had yellow and black patterns.

Zhu Guoxiang came over to take a look and immediately felt relieved: "Wang Python, it's not poisonous."

"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 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."

"Really?" Ju Ming felt that his father, the dean, was still of some use.

At least, if Zhu Ming was the only one to travel through time, he would definitely not know the Qinling fir tree, nor the King's Golden Snake, nor the Nine-Death Resurrection Plant. He is a self-media history science blogger who talks about ancient history in a clear and logical way, but he can't even distinguish between common animals and plants.

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!"

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 then felt relieved, picked up his pants and continued on his way.

We didn't know how many meters we had descended until it got dark, but we had walked quite a long distance anyway.

Ju Ming looked up at the stars, but the nearby vegetation was too dense and he couldn't see the Polaris and Big Dipper.

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?"

"who knows?"

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.

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 pulled out the sword and played with it. The exquisite lines on the sword's body were particularly beautiful under the firelight.

This is an eight-sided Han sword. It is said to be made with traditional craftsmanship, but it definitely relies on modern technology. Ju Ming has already tested it. It is sharp and tough. It is not a mass-produced product. Thirty thousand yuan is not too deceiving.

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 Ming held the butt of the cigarette in his mouth, stretched his head to the bonfire and lit it. He puffed out smoke for a while and suddenly asked with a smile: "Dean Zhu, are you willing to give up your colorful world?"

"Go away, I'm not in the mood to joke with you!" Zhu Guoxiang immediately cursed.

Ju Ming smiled playfully: "I'm quite happy, time travel is so fun."

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!"

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 confirm whether 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 his emotions. He is just a tough talker. Who the hell would a decent modern person 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.