Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

The mist has already covered the carved beams and painted buildings of the king's house, and the evening wind hides among the treetops and peeks at the small courtyard where he lives. .

Behind the small courtyard was a half-acre lotus pond. Occasionally, there was the sound of frogs. Huang Xuan dived out in the dark. Of course, his technique was crude, but with Lorraine's help to cover it up, he didn't care about these small noises.

There was a faint sound of flutes coming from the lotus pond. Before the Han Dynasty, all Xiao flutes were played vertically. The sound of the flute was distant and clear. Walking over the water's edge, I saw a pavilion in the dimness. Taking advantage of the moonlight to look at it, there were three characters "Peony Pavilion" written on it.

"This name sounds familiar." Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sound of the flute had stopped, and a woman's low sigh came instead, the tone was pure and bright, matching the sound of the flute. Huang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt his heart beating violently.

To be honest, the voice was at best softer, more delicate, and more transparent. For some reason, Huang Xuan seemed to be infected, thinking that the owner of that voice must be worried.

Another sigh. Huang Xuan's heartbeat became more and more diligent, and he quickly crossed the flower bed. At this moment, he wanted to get closer to see the owner of the voice.

The colorful clouds blocked the moonlight inappropriately, and the frog in the pond immediately objected. Even Huang Xuan couldn't hear the words inside clearly. He moved his body angrily and got closer, only then did he hear the woman's natural voice The tone said: "If you use a concubine, you will die..."

The word "concubine" made Huang Xuan's heart feel empty. He never expected that the owner of such a beautiful voice was already married. Hearing this, he no longer wanted to stay here. He only felt that he had lost something precious. My heart also twisted.

The moonlight is like silk threads of silkworms. Thin strands passed through the clouds, and the hazy dark colors hung on the pines, dwarf bamboos, and lotus leaves. The winding path seemed to be bright or dark, and Huang Xuan rushed out along the gravel road without any purpose. It was empty, like a primary school student being punished for the first time, with a little bit of hope in his fear.

At this time, everyone in the palace was naturally asleep. Huang Xuan didn't care about it either. He pulled out a healthy horse from the stable and climbed up. It's a bit uncomfortable without stirrups. After all, he was allowed to go up, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, he slammed outward.

The groom had been awakened a long time ago, but Huang Xuan pushed him away vigorously, and he didn't dare to shout because of his new satin clothes. Seeing that he was going to ride the horse away, he immediately rushed to the door of the stable, and said with a mournful face: "My lord, all the horses in this stable belong to the palace, no way."

While talking, he even rang the gongs and drums at the door.

Huang Xuan was full of unknown grievances, so he didn't care about the groom. After taking the reins, the horse ran forward. The groom was about to chase after him again. As soon as he whipped the whip, Lorraine pushed it aside. Comrade Warden didn't quite understand what Huang Xuan was doing, but In the cooperation between the two, Huang Xuan has always been the leader. Lorraine only needs to cooperate to get energy.

Jianma hurriedly ran towards the courtyard wall. All the servants who heard the sound of the gong blocked the door. Huang Xuan ran to an outer wall at random, stuck a biological bomb on it and then dodged backwards. This thing has no sound effect , the manufacturing price and transportation price are not high, Huang Xuan brought more than enough for this trip.

After blowing up the Wang family's mansion, Huang Xuan ran to the outer city in one go. Strictly speaking, he was not good at controlling horses. Just ride it. With its riding skills, a healthy horse can run faster than a bicycle. However, the ones chasing him were only the servants of the Wang family, and there were no horses, so he escaped far away in a short while.

After leaving Luoyang City, Huang Xuan walked eastward all night, and did not rest until he was exhausted. He was pampered and pampered since he was a child, and except for a few times, he rarely trekked like this. Although he always rode a horse, the bumps along the way made him uncomfortable.

Finding a small stream nearby, Huang Xuan led the apricot-yellow horse to drink water, and took a couple of sips of it upstream. The stream water is cool and has a faint grassy smell, it may not be better than the mineral water of later generations, But also refreshing. After splashing some water and washing his face, Huang Xuan remembered the soft voice again, and felt his pores open.

While recalling, Lorraine suddenly said: "Be careful, tiger."

Huang Xuan sat up violently, the apricot yellow horse had already started to hiss, and he could already smell a fishy wind when he looked around. He habitually took out his pistol, looked at it, and felt that the caliber was too small, and whimpered. Lu said to Lorraine, "Give me the 81 style."

He used to play with guns and shoot targets when he went to his grandfather’s house. Compared with other types of assault rifles, the Chinese-made Type 81 has the most places to play. Although it is slightly inferior to the world’s famous guns, but proficiency is the first. of. It’s just that the rate of fire of the assault rifle is too fast. Even if Lorraine has changed most of the bullets to non-metallic materials, the equipment is limited and the modifications are limited. With an accurate description, plus transportation costs, a box of 50 bullets (modified version) costs at least 10 yuan. On average, each shot is 2,000 yuan, and if it is held for 5 seconds, it can be shot. a box. However, the difference from defensive energy is that bullets are paid in advance, and you have already paid for it before you use it up. However, if you are hit by someone, you have to pay for it from p112.

Most parts of the modified version of Type 81 have been replaced with wood, engineering plastics and trees.|i Effectively reduce energy consumption. The original grenade mechanism has been refitted to adapt to high-speed biological bombs. In terms of combat effectiveness, this assault A rifle can reach an armored battalion on the ground. Facing a tiger is even easier.

With the butt of the gun on his shoulder, Huang Xuan also calmed down. Hearing the rustling sound from the woods, he lowered the resolution of the infrared sight. This is why future technology is not good - it is too troublesome, and many of its functions It may not be used for a lifetime, but it was integrated into it by Lorraine.

There were two large creatures in the scope. The one running in front should undoubtedly be a tiger, but the one behind looked like a person - Huang Xuan couldn't help but blink, why was the tiger running in front and the man chasing after him?

He couldn't think much, and seeing a black figure jump out, he slammed the trigger with a "bang", and the high-speed spinning bullet instantly passed through the tiger's forehead, and rolled and rotated inside the tiger's head. The tiger's body was still in the forward pouncing posture, but its head was thrown back.

Huang Xuan easily blew on the tip of the gun, thinking: "After 2000, it will have to be fined and reformed through labor, but now there is still a chance to be a tiger-fighting hero."

Before his fantasies were over, another black figure strode out of the woods, saw the tiger lying near Huang Xuan, and said angrily, "Hey, why did you snatch my prey?"

Huang Xuan pointed at himself in confusion, then at the tiger, and said, "Your prey? Your tiger?"

"I chased this monster for more than ten miles, how could you take advantage of it and come back with me quickly."

Huang Xuan was dumb, this guy said he chased the tiger and ran a 5 mile cross-country, in modern times, it's not too bad not to pat him on the chest and ask "where is the camera".

However, here are the Three Kingdoms.

Uneasy, he pressed the gun with his left hand, imitating others' polite way: "Dare to ask the name of a strong man?"