After a while, He Bai finally woke up, but his headache was broken, as if he had drunk several bottles of high-alcohol liquor. He Bai turned his head hard to look at the surroundings. The first thing that caught his eye was a very dilapidated cottage, which was very ancient, with some dried animal skins on the walls, and there were no tables, chairs, or furniture. The place where He Bai was lying was also an animal skin on the wooden floor.

He Bai felt very strange. The scene seemed a bit like a hunter's hut in a country on the small island of the East China Sea. He Bai sat up quickly, but this move made He Bai feel dizzy, followed by a huge pain, and He Bai fell into a coma again.

In a daze, He Bai felt that someone was feeding a very delicious broth. Perhaps because of hunger, He Bai swallowed in big mouthfuls while slowly opening his eyes. He Bai was surprised to find that the person who appeared in front of him was an uncle in his forties, wearing ancient decorations, long hair tied casually on the top, and many of them were even spread behind his shoulders. His body was wide and strong, and his messy beard made him look a little majestic.

The uncle smiled very kindly and said, "Are you awake?"

His words were completely Shanxi-style official language from northern China, and He Bai could only understand it with all his might. He Bai supported his body and leaned against the wall to make himself feel a little more comfortable. "Big... uncle, where am I...?"

"This is in the Taihang Mountains in Bingzhou."

"Bingzhou? Taihang Mountain?" He Bai stared at the uncle with surprise, "I actually ran from Yunnan to Taihang Mountain in Shanxi? And the uncle also said that Shanxi is Bingzhou. Is this what the ancients said?"

"Has I traveled through time?" He Bai suddenly had a very surprised thought in his heart, and he needed the uncle to confirm it. He Bai asked tentatively: "Uncle, who is the emperor now?"

The uncle scratched his head, raised his head and thought for a while before saying, "How can I know this? I only know that it is the first year of Zhongping. Who would you ask what the emperor did?"

He Bai's head was dizzy at this time, because the uncle's words were too scary. He wouldn't have been so made to travel back to ancient times as he had thought before, right? The first year of Zhongping? Isn't this the year of Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Rebellion? He Bai, who has always liked history, immediately thought of what year it was, and it was 184 AD.

Oh my God, it has been almost two thousand years since the time traveled from 2,000 to 184 AD. How old is he now? Is he eighteen or more years old or more years old? Could it be that he is over 1,800 years old?

After another urgent inquiry from He Bai, He Bai finally determined what was going on. That huge black hole could turn back time and bring himself to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. He shot the fuel tank of the car with a gun, but he didn't know if the black hole would be blown up?

Anyway, when the uncle rescued himself, there was no one nearby, just He Bai, hanging naked on a big tree, with only some burnt iron tools nearby. That should be the wreckage of the car.

As for the uncle asking about his origin, He Bai used the excuse of being blown by a huge dragon whirlwind, and it was his business to believe it or not. He couldn't tell him that he had traveled through time. As for his identity, his short hair was just a monk who had just returned to secular life.

At this time, He Bai felt sad and missed his family in the future. He only had one of his only sons in his family. If he disappeared just like this, he would not see anyone in his life, and he would not see the body in his life. However, as a soldier, he disappeared or died for some reason during the process of carrying out his mission, and at least he had the identity of a martyr. He could finally give his family a little comfort.

Not long after, He Bai became happy again because after watching the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, He Bai often regretted that he was born at the wrong time and could not fight against the heroes of the Three Kingdoms era and compete with each other. Since he was lucky enough to travel to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, wouldn’t he be in line with his wishes?

What to do next? Well, first find your weapons, then surrender to a famous master, temporarily work for it, and expand your own power. When the world is in chaos, depending on the situation, you will continue to be a famous general on the battlefield and become a famous general and pass on the ages. Or become a hegemon and dominate the world.

The idea was decided. After he was in good health, He Bai immediately went to the crossing ground. Looking at the wreckage of the car that had become a twisted-shaped iron rod and the weapon he expected in his heart, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. It seemed that God unexpectedly allowed him to have a magical weapon that spanned two thousand years.

In desperation, he had to prepare to develop a good skill first. He Bai believed that his ability to capture enemies was at most one to three, and he was an ordinary person. He did not dare to compete with others in the era of cold weapons, so he asked the hunter uncle to learn skills. Because looking at the uncle's appearance, he was definitely not an ordinary person, but must be a master living in seclusion in the mountains, an ordinary hunter.

Unexpectedly, the uncle laughed and said, "The uncle has been a military general, but by his generation, he has lost his family. The uncle doesn't know any martial arts skills in fighting on the battlefield. It's just for the sake of making a living, he has achieved some success in shooting skills in hunting. If the little brother wants to practice martial arts, the uncle is powerless."

He Bai couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when he heard this, but as a general, he was also a must-learn technique and must learn it. So He Bai turned to the uncle to ask for advice on hunting skills. The uncle was impatient by He Bai, and finally had to agree.

The uncle is indeed a good hunter. He Bai learned many good things that he could not learn in his later generations. At least in terms of the Yinren of the Tao Jing, He Bai achieved the most. He also learned archery through some advanced knowledge in later generations, and the result was twice the result with half the effort. Archery was a thousand miles a day. In just two months, he could actually master most of the essence of archery. He scored 100 meters and scored 5 shots at a distance of 100 meters. As long as he practiced it from time to time in the future, he would definitely become a sharpshooter.

What made He Bai even more happy was that in the uncle's messy wooden house, he found the relics of the ancestors that he mentioned, and found two broken bamboo slips. It recorded some experiences of ancient combat, as well as the thirty-three double-iron whip technique. Anyway, the uncle used it as rag, so He Bai took these "martial arts secrets" without hesitation and started practicing it.

Although He Bai did not know the power of this iron whip technique, He Bai believed that through his modern man, using the martial arts knowledge and the source of mechanics from later generations, he would definitely become a set of powerful martial arts.

After half a year of hard work, He Bai consciously made many achievements in martial arts, archery and military tactics. He also made considerable achievements in hunting and survival in the wild. His body also became extremely strong and flexible.

In the past six months, He Bai and his uncle have established a deep relationship. The uncle has no son and is very doting towards He Bai. He Bai also enjoys the family affection of later generations in this time and space.

But the grown-up son will eventually stay away from his parents, and when Chiying grows up, he will eventually fight against the sky. On this day, He Bai finally decided to say goodbye to his uncle and go down the mountain to pursue his ambitions.

However, before leaving, He Bai had to hunt and kill a tiger alone in order to collect travel expenses. According to the uncle, a complete tiger skin could be sold for dozens of kilograms of silver at this time, which was enough for He Bai's expenses for a whole year.

When He Bai first heard that dozens of kilograms of silver were not dozens of kilograms of silver, he thought he had heard it wrong. Later he realized that the alchemy at this time was not up to standard, and without good skills, he could not refine the snowflake silver from later generations, and there were many impurities in it. Therefore, the gold and silver at this time were calculated by kilograms.

A pound of silver is worth about one thousand five-zhu coins, and a pound of gold is worth about ten thousand to ten thousand five-zhu coins. A pound of five-zhu coins is equal to two dollars in later generations, and a complete tiger skin is worth ten thousand yuan. Damn, this is too cheap. However, things are precious because they are rare. Who said that there are many tigers at this time and the few tigers in later generations?

The Taihang Mountains are thousands of miles away, and there are many tigers. He Bai decided to act alone and also try his true abilities after his martial arts are perfect.

He Bai carried a hunting bow, arrows, some items and dry food for traps. After half a month, he finally tracked down the traces of a lone tiger. It was estimated that it weighed more than 400 kilograms, and it was an adult tiger. After He Bai found the tiger's den, he set up a net to the entrance of the cave, and then climbed up a thick tree and waited patiently.

He Bai sat on the trunk of a tree, eating dry food while fantasizing about the future. From the fur merchant who entered the mountains to collect animal skins every winter every year, he learned that he had come to this world around June 184 AD. It is March 185, and the famous Yellow Turban Rebellion in history has come to an end early. This doomed uprising cannot be like Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Jian and others, and make great contributions in the fight against the Yellow Turbans.

What a pity, the Yellow Turban Thief is easy to break. It can not only absorb some practical experience in ancient wars in the conquest, but also make some military achievements to seek a job. Now that there is no merit, I can only find a wise master first. It is just that the wise master who meets my ideals in later generations is really too...

Liu Bei was kind, but he had no foundation in his first half of his life. Even if he would not wander for half his life, he would be very tiring. Moreover, Liu Bei had the possibility of a loss of family. Cao Cao was too cruel and had too serious doubts. He was always trembling and tired at his hands. The three fathers and sons of the Sun family, Sun Jian was rash, Sun Ce was ruthless, Sun Quan was not enterprising, and lacked courage in doing things. Apart from these three families, let alone others. A bunch of garbage destroyed them in minutes.

It seems that the future path should be taken one step, just count it. He Bai remembered that Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu, once said: "Officials should be held as Jinwu, and take their wife to get Yin Lihua." What about himself? If he doesn't become the overlord, he will be regarded as the general of the cavalry, and take his wife to get beautiful Diao Chan.

No, since I have come to ancient times, I don’t mention the 3,000 beauties in the harem, but at least one hundred people will be killed. It seems that only one wife is, maybe it’s too unsatisfactory.

Just as He Bai was gradually intoxicated by his daydream, a sudden roar of tiger woke He Bai up from his beautiful dream. He Bai was solemn, taking the bow and pulling the arrow to be launched, it would be best to pass through the tiger's eyes, otherwise the tiger's skin would be worthless.

But He Bai was surprised to find that the sound of the tiger roar was very frightened, as if he had encountered some natural enemy. He Bai hurriedly continued to climb high and looked around. He saw a tiger running out of the mountains and forests not far from the left, as if he was running away for the death toll.
Chapter completed!