I bring my game account back to ancient times to do business

Chapter 1 Why did you travel through time now?

It was early winter in Xuan Tang at this time, and the shrill cold wind was like a sharp knife, piercing the earth fiercely.

Qiao Yun opened her eyes in the biting cold, feeling a little confused for a moment. She wanted to get up, but her hands and feet were still sore and weak that she couldn't support her body at all, so she had to lie on the ground and look around.

The surroundings were so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, and all I could see was the cracked door, which was half open and creaking.

The cold wind blew and penetrated people's clothes, as if it wanted to cut their skin. Qiao Yun was shocked to realize that she only had a tattered linen jacket on her body. It was originally as thin as paper, but when the wind blew inside

The stuffed grass wadding will fly out.

Qiao Yun folded her arms and stood up shakily and came to the door.

The sky outside the house was covered with unevenly distributed dark clouds, and some light yellow moonlight faintly leaked through the gaps in the clouds, like mashed egg yolk.

There are a few lights as big as millet grains in the distance, which seem to be quite a distance away from here.

"Are you awake?" A male voice came from the corner of the room.

Qiao Yun was startled.

Is there anyone else in this shabby house?

In the darkness, there was a dark figure in the corner. He seemed to stand up and come to the door. Under Qiao Yun's gaze, he closed the broken door.

"Don't open it, it's leaking air."

He is a boy slightly older than Qiao Yun. He is wearing a leather round-neck robe, which looks warm. I don't know how much better than Qiao Yun's tattered jacket.

The boy slowly walked back to the straw pile in the corner of the room and stopped talking.

Qiao Yun looked confused, still not understanding what was going on.

There should be farmland around here, and some farmers would temporarily store the cut straw in ruined temples.

However, maybe the straw has been piled here for too long, and the owner of the straw has forgotten that there is a pile of straw in this ruined temple.

It's actually cheaper for travelers who come here to stay overnight.

Qiao Yun followed him and walked behind the straw pile, lay down side by side with him, curled up, breathed into her hands, moved her frozen fingers, and rubbed her arms.

There is no wind behind this pile of straw, but rubbing your body for a long time can build up heat.

Qiao Yun was actually very puzzled.

She was obviously still at home a moment ago, putting on her helmet to play a holographic online game while taking a nap... Why did she suddenly travel through time?

She was rubbing her arms and thinking. As she thought about it, her consciousness became a little blurry and she became more and more sleepy.

She had a dream. She dreamed that when she was playing a game in her previous life, an earthquake occurred. She was in the game and had no time to escape. She was hit on the head by a falling prefabricated board...

Qiao Yun collapsed for a moment. She really couldn't accept such a tragic fact.

Before she died in her previous life, she and her childhood sweetheart boyfriend had just entered the same university of their choice. Because Qiao Yun was not used to living in the school dormitory, her family helped her buy a small apartment near the school.

Originally, her boyfriend would often come to live with her in the apartment she rented so that he could wake her up in time when an earthquake struck. But that day, her boyfriend had something to do in his hometown and went home.

It's such a coincidence...

She couldn't imagine how sad her parents, little sisters, and her boyfriend would be when they heard the news.

Maybe God also felt that her death was too unjust, so he allowed her to time travel.

The scene in the dream flashed again, and the memory of the original owner of this body jumped out.

The original owner was also named Qiao Yun, and there was also a mean grandma Lu in the family. Mr. Qiao died a few years ago, leaving only Mrs. Qiao, a widow in Baihe Village. She held the economic power of the family in her hands.

She takes care of the food and clothing of Fang's children every day.

Qiao Yun's father is the eldest son in the family. He is the son of Mr. Qiao's first wife, so he is disliked by Mrs. Lu.

He went hunting in the mountains every day to add some meat to his family. He also went to restaurants in the county to exchange for some money, and returned with no money left to hand over to Mr. Lu.

It can be said that since Mr. Qiao's death, the Qiao family's main source of income has relied on Mr. Qiao.

Even so, Mrs. Lu also pushed all the hard work at home to Qiao Yun's mother, Zhen, and asked her to do it all by herself. Just because Zhen's stomach was not up to par, she had only given birth to a daughter, Qiao Yun, after eleven years of marriage.

, Zhen, who had no sons, was naturally rounded and flattened by Lu.

A month ago, Mrs. Zhen had a quarrel with Mrs. Li, her second wife. During the dispute, Ms. Lu, who came after hearing the news, gave her a shove. As a result, the fetus she had just conceived in her belly died before she had time to announce the good news.

But Ms. Lu didn't even allow her to have a good baby during her confinement, and asked her to wash clothes in the cold weather. As a result, Ms. Zhen developed a redness syndrome and had to stay in bed.

Three days ago, Qiao Da went into the mountains for the last time before it snowed, and was bitten to death by a blind bear.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhen was in great mourning and died.

Qiao Yun was the only daughter in the eldest family, and no one in the other houses was willing to raise her. In order to save one person's rations, Mrs. Lu encouraged Mrs. Li to bring Qiao Yun to this ruined temple, gave her Mongolian sweat medicine, and left her to her fate.

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Qiao Yun woke up. She recalled the contents of her dream. She felt sad and angry at the same time. She was sad that her relatives and friends in her previous life had to mourn, and she was angry that there could be such a cruel and ruthless grandmother and aunt who had the courage to kill the orphan of the eldest son.

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However, from now on, she will live well for the poor original owner.

The original owner had nothing to miss about her original Qiao family, so she might as well abandon it and start a new life of her own.

In her previous life, Qiao Yun was not immune. She could cook and her cooking skills were pretty good. She could find a job in a restaurant or in the kitchen of a wealthy family. She could embroider. In her previous life, she signed up for a Sichuan embroidery class and was good at it.

Even the teacher praised her needlework skills. She can go to the embroidery workshop to work, and she can also play the flute and the pipa...

With her thoughts at this point, she couldn't help but thank her father for enrolling her in various interest classes when she was a child. She had never complained about her busy childhood before, but she didn't expect that once she traveled through time, these would really become a way for her to make a living.

What should I do now? My body is getting colder and colder. I am wearing a tattered coat and trousers with a tattered straw core. How can I keep out the cold? Even the heat that accumulates quickly dissipates.

She finally saved her life in vain, but she couldn't freeze to death again. If she froze to death, then no matter how many means she had to make a living, it would be in vain.

She tentatively shouted: "Are you asleep?"

The boy didn't respond, but she heard the sound of turning over.

Qiao Yun asked again: "Are you cold? Why don't you light a fire?"

In the dark night, the young man said: "There is no firewood." He also wanted to make a fire. If he could make a bonfire, he could warm his cold hands and face, and roast the dry food he brought. It would be better than the only option now.

Huddled in the corner of this ruined temple, it was freezing to death.

Qiao Yun asked again: "Where did you come from? Are you the little beggar who lives in this temple?"

Qiao Yun naturally knew that he was not a beggar. Can a beggar wear a fur robe? She just encouraged the young man to talk to her.

But the young man stopped talking again. Qiao Yun could guess that the young man was so angry that she was speechless at her "stupidity".

However, Qiao Yun was confident that her voice was very nice and he would not be disgusted with her. He couldn't see clearly what she looked like in the dark. The boy didn't push her away when she lay down here, so he probably

You won't get bored with yourself.

Qiao Yun begged again in a very flattering tone: "Little Master, let's discuss it. Is it okay for you to sleep outside and I'll sleep inside? It's too cold outside and I'm almost freezing to death."

Qiao Yun's body is that of about eleven years old, and the two pieces of her chest are already aching occasionally due to growth, and her voice is the most crisp and sweet.

The young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He could not bear the tone of the little girl begging him. No matter how cold-blooded she was, she still had to be soft-hearted.

He stood up suddenly, took off his fur robe, and covered Qiao Yun. He took out another fur robe from his bag and put it on, then walked to Qiao Yun's side and lay down.

Qiao Yun happily wrapped herself in the fur robe that still contained body temperature, and replied crisply: "Thank you, little brother! Little brother, why are you sleeping in this ruined temple?"

She knew that the young man's willingness to compromise in taking care of herself was a good start. It would also be good to chat with him more and get some information about this dynasty.

"Passers-by." The young man was finally willing to answer her, although it was still so brief.

"Passer-by? Where are you going, little brother?"

"Shendu." The young man's voice was as low and pure as a flute, and sounded nice and tight.

Isn't the god Luoyang? It seems that she did not travel through some imaginary world, could it be the real ancient world?

"Are you going to Luoyang? What are you going to do? Can you take me for a ride?" This is a big city, and I really want to see it.

"Being an official, don't bring it."

The young man's tone returned to a cold and indifferent mood. He did soften up for a moment just now, but that was all.

"Okay, if you don't want to take it, don't take it!" Qiao Yun curled her lips, feeling sleepy, she turned over and faced the boy, closing her eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but a breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers came.

No, it's winter now, where does the fragrance of flowers come from?

Qiao Yun opened her eyes suddenly.

The moonlight is as clear as day, and in front of you is a large field of colorful flowers, spreading all the way to the foot of the mountain. The flower field is surrounded by endless mountains, and the entire sea of ​​flowers is extremely quiet under the night. The flying fireflies make the sea of ​​flowers look like a dream.

magical.

Qiao Yun's eyes widened.

The sea of ​​flowers in front of her did not feel ethereal, but real. She could even smell the fragrance of the flowers, reach out her hand and touch the petals, and the gentle sound of wind could be heard in her ears.

Smell, touch, vision and hearing are all normal. This is not a dream!

Where is this? She was obviously sleeping in the ruined temple just now?

Could this be the legendary golden finger space?

Qiao Yun blinked. After realizing the possibility, she almost jumped with excitement!

"Girl, do you need flower seeds, silk thread or silk?"

Just when Qiao Yun was overjoyed, a soft and sweet female voice sounded next to her.

The voice sounds familiar...

Looking back, it turned out that there was a beautiful little girl standing next to me. She was standing next to a stone street lamp in a long dress cut from exquisite silk. She looked extremely graceful and quiet, but she was carrying a baby on her back when she was traveling far away.

The big bamboo basket contained rolls of silk and purses, but she didn't find it too heavy.

Remembered! Qiao Yun took a breath of surprise.

Isn't this Wangyue Valley from the holographic online game "Jianghuke"? This little girl is the reputation quotient of Wangyue Valley!

This seems to be the last place she stood in the game before traveling through time?

Some new recipes had been updated in the game before, and her reputation had already reached admiration. She had just finished buying the products and was studying on the spot, waiting for the long reading message, when the earthquake came.

Could it be...! Did she bring the game data to another world?

She felt excited, it seemed that the God of Time Travel was still looking after her!

If this is the case, then this is better than any golden finger! Tianhu starts!

I remember that in her previous life, with the successful development of the holographic game helmet, MMORPG, which had been on the decline, finally raised its head again in the game market. Each of those MMORPG games had its own complete Hongdae and complete details.

The world view is naturally the best choice for holography.

"Jianghuke" is one of these many MMORPG online games. This game is set in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty. The scenes in the game are 100% authentic, with a bit more magnificence rendered by art; the gameplay content is extremely rich.

, with a high degree of freedom, it is one of the most popular ancient martial arts games nowadays.

Wangyue Valley is a sect that uses needles in the game. It is famous for its silk craftsmanship. Its disciples use flower petals as dyes, and the dyed satins and silk threads are colorful and long-lasting. Even among players, it is a luxury that is hard to find.

Taste.

She neither loves PVP nor PVE in the game. She is a lifestyle player. After several years of hard work since the launch of the server, her wealth accumulation has ranked second in the in-game glory list.

Qiao Yun couldn't wait to reach out and swipe in the air, trying to bring up the game menu.

She wanted to make sure that the account she brought was indeed hers.

But when she opened the menu, she was stunned.

The interface clearly displayed, ID: Qiao Yun, no head equipment, a "shabby jacket" on the top, no belt, a pair of "shabby linen trousers" on the pants, "shabby clogs" on the shoes, a ring, a necklace and a weapon hanging from the waist.

Not at all.

What about playing? Where did the equipment she worked so hard to make go? Could it be that her account was washed by the system after traveling through time?

Moreover, why does the Home interface keep showing data loading exception?

Her once numerous shops and mansions as luxurious as Grand View Garden have all become blank in the asset list on the home page.

You don't want her to start from scratch, right?

It has been six years since the game was launched, and it took her six years to get up early and work hard to get to the second place in the glory list!

Seeing yourself building a tall building, seeing your building collapse...

After experiencing emotional ups and downs, Qiao Yun also felt a dull pain in her liver.

Now, she is completely poor both inside and outside the game. Not to mention her purse is cleaner than her face. In the cold winter months, the clothes she wears are thinner than tree bark, which costs a lot of money!

Qiao Yun opened the glory list with trembling hands, wanting to see what level other players were at now.

She was stunned when she saw the eye-catching name of the second person on the ranking list.

Xianyun, this is her own game ID.

The avatar of the player Xianyun is actually in color, and he is clearly online!

But I am obviously not on the account, so what is this thing online?

Her game account was not disclosed to anyone, not even her boyfriend knew it.

The game ID that she was familiar with in the past was dazzling at this moment. Qiao Yun clicked on Xianyun's character details. All the shops, warehouses, and workshops under the account were operating normally.

Have you seen a ghost?

Qiao Yun's wrist was frozen in mid-air, and she couldn't digest the huge amount of information for a long time.

"Girl, do you need flower seeds, silk thread or silk?"

The reputation dealer issued a pleasant voice dialogue again after a long period of standby.

Qiao Yun came back to her senses, turned off the glory list, and smiled at the girl: "No, no need for now."

Xianyun's online status is not hidden, showing that the character is in her home at the moment, and she wants to see if the other side is a human or a ghost.

As she spoke, she pulled up the list of mansions with one hand and clicked on the top-ranked manor to choose to visit. A white light flashed and she was already standing outside the gate of a carved and painted building.

Wangyue Valley is like spring all year round, but it is still winter in the game overall, which is the same as outside the game. Qiao Yun shivered as soon as she landed. She rubbed her arms and raised her head.

The red lacquered wooden door is tightly closed, the pepper ring is made of pure gold, and the brackets are painted with exquisite flying dance music; three stacks of ironwood lanterns are hung on the cornices, and the stone lions on the left and right sides of the door are majestic.

There were red lacquered lanterns placed next to each other. The brightly lit door was so familiar that it made Qiao Yun's nose ache.

She walked forward and knocked on the door with the knocker. If I remember correctly, her home was set up so that only those with invitations could enter. She should not be able to knock on the door.

But the door in front of me is indeed open.

Behind the door was a handsome and gentle man. He bowed slightly to her and said, "Dear guest, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Isn't this the housekeeper she hired?

Qiao Yun was stunned. She wanted to yell, "I am your master!"

But she opened her mouth and swallowed the words again, but her legs involuntarily walked into the courtyard and went straight to the main hall.

Who could be in the room?

——Warning before viewing——

This article has a love story but no male protagonist. The female protagonist only wants to make money.

There is some lily-sticking behavior, but it’s all a trick played by straight women. No one in this article is curvy!

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