Yun Qiuce covered his face helplessly, "You should earn money for tomorrow's meal first, and then we can talk about it. Your face is cleaner than yours."
Then he approached Xiaoqi and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with this man's mind? Is he Gufeng poisoned?"
Yun Qi shook her head, "There is indeed nothing wrong with his mind. He likes ancient customs, but the reason why he is so obsessed with it is actually because he suffered a major blow in reality. His studies and work were not going well, so he had the idea of escaping from reality. He could only
His hopes were placed in ancient times, thinking that he would accomplish nothing in modern times, but in ancient times he would be able to become king and prime minister by relying on the history books he read. To put it bluntly, he was actually poisoned by time-travel novels."
"Then you also said that he suffered from bloody disasters."
"He is indeed in a bloody disaster, and someone wants to kill him."
After Yun Qi finished speaking, she rolled her eyes, suddenly smiled brightly, and said loudly:
"Okay, actually I just lied to you. There is indeed a time tunnel, and people can indeed travel back from modern times to ancient times, but the conditions are very harsh. If you want me to help you, you have to do what I ask.
"
"Really?" Lu Zhao's eyes shone and he wiped his tears excitedly, "I knew that the little master would definitely help me realize my wish. Just tell me what you want me to do. Although I have no money, I can wait for me to travel through time.
After going back to ancient times and doing great things, I can send the ancient gold and silver treasures and antique paintings and calligraphy to the little master through the time and space tunnel. Do you think that if I return to the Ming Dynasty, I can send Tang Bohu’s paintings that have not been handed down?
If I send you a copy, just one painting can be sold for a sky-high price."
Yun Qiuce chuckled, "He is actually a bit shrewd amidst his madness."
Yun Qiuce concluded that this man was mentally ill and had gone crazy. He quickly waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to listen to him.
"Let's not mention the reward. Can you introduce me to your small group?"
"Okay, okay." Lu Zhao agreed repeatedly and pulled out a photo from his phone.
Yun Qi took her mobile phone, enlarged the photo, and stared at the five people on it.
The photo above immediately changed.
Lu Zhao slapped the table and said, "You are not allowed to laugh at our dreams."
There are also two girls. One is wearing a Tang Dynasty women's dress, with gold foil between her eyebrows. She is playing the piano seriously. The beautiful Lu Zhao is wearing a beautiful scholar's uniform. It's hard to tell which dynasty it is from. It should be a modern improved version.
, bowed his head and played a flute.
A man with a mustache and a Tang Dynasty costume was sitting in front of the table boiling water and making tea. Another man in a Song Dynasty costume was frowning at a chess game on the stone table.
Yun Qiuce was surprised, "What's going on? Will the photo fade?"
Besides him, there are two men and two women in the photo.
He is currently wearing a blue scholar's uniform with a jade pendant tied around his waist. If he doesn't look crazy, he does look like a scholar from a costume TV series.
Lu Zhao was stunned and took off a jade pendant from his waist.
"Do you have anything that all four of them have been exposed to?" Yun Qi asked.
"She is already dead." Yun Qi said, looking at Lu Zhao with burning eyes, "This is the bloody disaster I just mentioned. Except for the dead Zhu Hong, the remaining four people in the photo, including you, will all be killed.
die."
The artistic photos were taken quite well, and everyone tried their best to appear as casual and fun as possible.
After a long while, he asked tremblingly: "Little, little master, this... what is going on? How did Zhu Hong become like this?"
Lu Zhao swallowed the rest of his words in frustration and looked at Yun Qi expectantly:
"Little Master, the five of us all want to travel back in time. Every time we get together, we sit together and dream about the days of traveling back to ancient times. This person's name is Zhou Yi. He most wants to travel back to the era of Qin Shihuang. He said that he is determined to have his son Fusu succeed to the throne.
Change the fate of the Second Emperor of Qin who died. This man is called Wang Ye. He wants to travel to the era of Li Shimin and seal the throne.
Marquis of Wanhu, who witnessed the rule of Zhenguan. This one is called Li Qiao. She wants to travel back to the Wu Zetian era, because at that time women had a high status and could be in power. She also wants to imitate Shangguan Wan'er and become a female prime minister. This one is called Zhu Hong, and she is not that
My biggest pursuit is to go back to ancient times and have a romantic love affair with a handsome guy."
Several charms spontaneously ignited without fire, and the ashes flew away in the wind. Some of the ashes fell on the mobile phone.
Lu Zhao didn't know anything yet, so he looked stupidly at Yun Qi casting a spell, his eyes filled with light, "Little Master, do you want to open the time and space tunnel now to help me travel through it?"
"This jade pendant is the symbol of our group. Each person has one piece. They have all touched my piece."
Yun Qi put up her phone and pushed it in front of Lu Zhao, "See for yourself."
"It's not that I can't make money, I just don't have the mood. Sometimes I go to work when I'm short of money. I can make handmade hairpins and cut paper antique clothes. I'm very famous in our circle, but I don't have the ambition.
To make money, my pursuit in life is to go back to ancient times and become kings and prime ministers, leaving a name in history." Lu Zhao became impassioned again.
Yun Qiuce was startled, but he was too lazy to argue with such lunatics, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. Your dream is great, okay?"
Only then did Lu Zhao look back with satisfaction.
Yun Qiuce suddenly said: "I heard that these ancient clothes are very expensive. How can you join this circle if you don't have money?"
Another girl was wearing Ming Dynasty women's clothing and was immersed in painting.
This is a specially taken ancient-style art photo. The theme is the music, chess, calligraphy and painting highly praised by ancient literati.
Suddenly, the photo on the phone started to move. The stream on the side was flowing slowly, the willow branches were swaying in the wind, and even the white smoke from the tea was rising into the air.
"Ah!" Lu Zhao screamed and fell to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
"Why, why is this happening? I have never offended anyone." Lu Zhao broke into a sweat.
Then Zhu Hong, who only wanted to travel back to ancient times and fall in love with her little brother, turned around. His face looked as if it had been painted with white paint, bloodless. Two bloody tears snaked down his face, "Lu Zhao, you are next."
Before Yun Qi could answer, she saw that the color of Wang Ye, who wanted to travel back to the Tang Dynasty, was slowly fading, as if the picture was fading.
Yun Qi took the jade pendant, and several spiritual talismans popped out, suspended in the air, surrounding the jade pendant.
Yun Qiuce couldn't help but interrupt, "It's okay to think about this kind of thing, or it's okay to look forward to it as a joke, but it's a bit funny if it's true."
"No, someone is harming him. Originally, according to Zhu Hong, you were the second one, but when you came to us, that person might not be able to find you, so he changed his attention and went to Wang Ye. If we had gone a little later
, Wang Ye may die." After Yun Qi finished speaking, he asked sternly;
"Where is Wang Ye? Contact him immediately."
Lu Zhao was still a little confused, "Ah? But the little master..."
"Ah what, it's important to save people, please contact Wang Ye quickly." Yun Qi shouted fiercely, which frightened Lu Zhao. He quickly said "ok" and then dialed Wang Ye's number.