Yang Fan went to resign from his job with the foreman.
The foreman doesn't care. Few people can do this kind of life-changing job for a full year.
Yang Fan gritted his teeth and worked hard for three years, which is already very rare.
He happily agreed. Walking out of the foreman's simple office, Yang Fan walked under the moonlight.
The construction site is littered with puddles and garbage.
There are also stacks of building materials covered with tarpaulins.
Suddenly he felt a strange feeling, the hairs all over his body stood up, and a feeling similar to an electric arc was swirling around his body.
He stopped uneasily and looked around.
Nothing happened, everything was dark and very quiet.
But there is a feeling of approaching danger.
At this moment, I suddenly felt my fingers heat up, and the ring suddenly lit up. Countless white silk threads flew out from the moon and were pulled into the ring surface. As the moon silk filled in, the ring surface began to change color little by little.
, and finally it completely changed color into a perfect blood-like red, and a ruby appeared on the surface of the ring.
A burning pain came.
As the flow of moon silk stopped, the ring almost turned red and burned at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah" Chen Fan screamed in pain, trying hard to take off the ring from his finger. In a hurry, his index finger got hung up from the wood next to him. The skin was broken, and a drop of blood flowed out. Yang Fan's bloody finger was on
The surface of the ring was rubbed.
There was a click, and a three-meter-square light door appeared in the open space two meters away. The place where Yang Fan was standing happened to be a slope. This sudden change frightened Yang Fan and made him slip his feet and slide directly into the light door.
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Yang Fan was horrified. He tried his best to grab the things around him with both hands. Unfortunately, there was nothing fixed around him. He just happened to grab something cold and very hard.
Steel pipe, Yang Fan said in his heart.
Then the whole person slid into the light door.
Frightened, Yang Fan fainted.
I don't know how long it took before Yang Fan woke up leisurely.
Yang Fan felt itchy on his face, so he stretched out his hand to scratch it, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a fat millipede.
Yang Fan hated bugs and threw them away from a distance.
Yang Fan got up and looked around to see where he was.
There is a strange steel pipe under my feet.
A seamless steel pipe with a diameter of five centimeters and a length of one meter is welded to an iron chain 20 centimeters long at one end, and a short steel pipe 30 centimeters long and 15 centimeters in diameter is welded to the other end.
Both steel pipes are seamless steel pipes, very strong, and the short steel pipes are filled with cement.
This thing is called a flail in the countryside and is usually used to thresh wheat.
This is done at construction sites to break cement blocks.
The short end is also welded with many small conical steel blocks. It looks like a mace.
Yang Fan picked it up and took a look. The lower end of the long stick was covered with rubber to prevent it from shaking his hands.
This is a good murder weapon.
After swiping it, I felt that if it hit the cow's head all at once, it would definitely split the cow's brains.
Because the chain lengthens the torque, it smashes things very fiercely and brutally. Under the principle of leverage, the force can be increased several times.
Yang Fan has never practiced kung fu, but he came from the countryside and is very skilled in threshing wheat. He has been very skilled in using this thing since he was a child. In addition to doing farm work and working on construction sites, although he is only eighteen years old this year, he has a muscular body.
With a height of 78 meters, he is a typical figure who looks thin when wearing clothes but looks fat when undressing.
Yang Fan heard from the old man in the village that even though this thing was made of two pieces of wood, it could easily break the bones of a human body wearing chain mail when swung. Not to mention that it was made of steel pipes filled with cement.
Yang Fan looks thin, but he is very strong. He has no problem carrying two hundred kilograms of sacks. He works night jobs unloading trucks. He can carry a hundred two hundred kilograms of rice and hemp bags in one night.
Thinking about the shackles, Yang Fan finally calmed down.
Let’s see what the hell this place is first, and then think of a way to get back.
It's night here too.
The sky is filled with stars, the air is indescribably fresh, and there is a pleasant smell of wild grass.
It seems that at least there is no industrial pollution here.
Looking around, there are not very high hills and shallow rivers.
Yang Fan put the flail on his back, tied his shoelaces again, looked at the stars, and identified the direction.
Anyone who has lived in the wild or in the countryside knows that villages are usually near water sources, and there are usually people living along the river.
If there is no road, walk along the water. If there is water, there will be a road.
From time to time, unknown birds flew by in the sky, and it was too dark to see clearly. There were sparse trees all the way.
We walked until it was almost dawn, climbed over a hill, and finally saw a small mountain village.
In the unknown world, he didn't know what dangers there might be. Yang Fan crawled forward cautiously and climbed into the village.
In the morning light, I found three horses tied to the big tree at the entrance of the village.
Yang Fan looked carefully and found that the horses were all saddled and hung with bows and arrows. There was only one room not far away with lights on, and the rest of the houses were dead silent.
Yang Fan quietly crawled under the window sill of the lighted house and found that the houses here were all made of adobe, with straw roofs. The windows and doors were all made of wood, with a very simple style, and the wood looked like old elm.
There was a chattering sound coming from the room, and it was obviously not in Chinese. I listened carefully for a while.
"Hisain,"
"Bius stop"
“Sydney hahaha”
"Minha Tong"
Manchu!
Yang Fan was very sure that although he couldn't understand what was being said, there was a Manchu village near his hometown and he was familiar with the Manchu language and could communicate simply.
What era is this? There are horses, and they are very majestic, with long and graceful limbs. They are obviously war horses. They have complete saddles and harness, and there are bows and arrows. It seems that they must be from ancient times. I just don’t know what era it is.
However, the Manchu people only developed in the late Ming Dynasty, probably no earlier than 1600, as I learned in history classes.
Sinicization in the Qing Dynasty was so serious that by the time of Kangxi, very few people spoke Manchu.
Listening to this pure Manchu language, it should be the late Ming Dynasty or early Qing Dynasty.
Where is this, Northeast?
It is summer and the latitude cannot be determined based on the climate.
Yang Fan frowned a little.
Yang Fan decided to take a risk and look at the window. If it was in ancient times, it would usually be made of paper.
In the movie, you dip your fingers in saliva, wet the window paper a little bit, and carefully make a hole to peek inside the house.
Yang Fan looked up and saw that the window was covered with window paper. The window paper was pasted on the inside of the window lattice, that is, the inside of the window.
Yang Fan had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered the four monsters in the Northeast mentioned by a worker in the Northeast.
"The older girl is holding a cigarette pipe in her mouth, papering the windows, wearing a fur coat with the hair facing out, raising a child and hanging it up."
This is definitely not the Northeast, it should be the area south of the Great Wall.
The winter wind in the Northeast is very strong. If the window paper is pasted on the inside of the wooden window lattice, it will not stick to it at all and will be blown off by the wind. If it is pasted on the outside, the window lattice will act as a support. The stronger the wind, the closer the window paper will fit to the window lattice.
You can tell from the window paper that this is not Northeast China.
It's not the Northeast. The Manchus appeared in the Central Plains, maybe in the early Qing Dynasty.
Yang Fan carefully used his fingers to wet the window paper with saliva, and finally made a small hole, and raised his eyes to take a look.
Shocked.
This chapter has been completed!