In his sleep, Wang Junlin faintly heard the sound of footsteps and was immediately awakened. But the strange thing was that no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't open his eyes.
"Rumble..."
The sound of footsteps disappeared, and a sound similar to the friction of heavy objects suddenly appeared again, like thunder exploding in his ears. Wang Junlin's body was shaken, and he finally opened his eyes.
It was pitch black before his eyes, without a trace of light, and his body was hard and cold underneath.
He was shocked and extremely vigilant. He was obviously sleeping on a soft bed at home, so why did he change the place when he woke up? And what happened to the sound just now?
Could this be a dream? He reached out to fumble for the bedside table lamp, but what he touched was a cold stone wall. Before he could express his surprise, the rumble sounded again, and a bright light suddenly appeared in the darkness, which was a bit dazzling. He raised his hand to block it.
Blocked.
"ah……"
"Ah...it's meat dumplings..."
Two frightened screams fell in Wang Junlin's ears. He couldn't help but feel excited. He took his hands away and squinted his eyes to look outside. There were two figures.
"What are you afraid of? We have already prepared..."
Wang Junlin heard clearly this time that someone was speaking with an accent from Shaanxi.
He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, an arm quickly stretched out, and then there was something in his mouth.
Wang Junlin was stunned for a moment and took the thing out of his mouth, only to be met with two more frightening screams.
"No, it's a big rice dumpling. The black donkey's hooves don't work. It's a big rice dumpling."
The footsteps quickly faded away. Looking at the black donkey's hooves in his hands and the sarcophagus he was lying on, Wang Junlin felt a chill in his heart.
He pinched his thigh hard, and the pain was clear and real. This was not a dream.
All fear stems from the unknown. Wang Junlin's face instantly turned pale, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he felt inexplicable panic in his heart.
Is someone playing a prank? Or... He had some vague guesses, but he couldn't believe it.
After all, he was not an ordinary person. He took a deep breath and slowly sat up.
"Ah..." Wang Junlin exclaimed, his face changed drastically. As soon as he sat up, he saw a dead face.
There was a dead man sitting cross-legged under his feet. He was a man in his fifties. His body was not rotten but smelled of corpse. He was wearing a black gold silk robe.
Climbing out of the sarcophagus quickly, Wang Junlin had calmed down. This was due to his profession - a top mercenary.
Looking around, Wang Junlin's expression changed again.
This is a tomb chamber, as big as a basketball court. There are thirty-seven sarcophagi, which seem to be arranged according to a certain pattern. The sarcophagus he was in just now is located in the middle.
The large ceiling above the tomb is covered with murals, and the surrounding stone walls are densely engraved with strange symbols, revealing a sense of mystery and weirdness.
After carefully looking at the body in the sarcophagus in the middle, I found that the body was holding a blood-colored heart-shaped jade pendant in both hands, and an unknown animal skin was spread at its feet, with faint writing on it.
After a moment's hesitation, Wang Junlin took the jade pendant and the animal skin over and walked out quickly from the exit of the tomb without taking a closer look. This kind of place was not a place to stay for a long time.
After passing through a gloomy stone path nearly 100 meters long, a newly dug hole appeared in front of Wang Junlin. He listened for a moment before Wang Junlin got out with a vigilant look.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he got out of the hole, Wang Junlin faintly heard a roar from the ancient tomb behind him. It sounded so resentful that it made him tremble in fright.
Then Wang Junlin saw the sun. It was hanging hot in the sky, and a heat wave hit his face. The fear in his heart disappeared instantly, "This is summer."
At this time, if Wang Junlin saw the scene in the ancient tomb, he would be shocked - the 'corpse' in the sarcophagus in the middle suddenly opened its eyes, puffed out a mouthful of hot blood, and had a look of resentment on his face.
"Who actually took away my Dao Heart and Dao Scroll, and made me go crazy. I will never let you go..." Before the 'corpse' finished speaking, he spit out another mouthful of blood and shut up quickly.
Close your eyes and adjust your breath to heal your injuries.
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Looking around, Wang Junlin's heart sank. This was a barren mountain, and it was unlikely that there would be any human habitation within a hundred miles... He saw a colorful tiger chasing a group of wild boars.
But he was barefoot, wearing pajamas, and had nothing on his body except a blood jade pendant and a palm-sized animal skin.
Jumping down from the boulder, Wang Junlin chose a direction away from the tiger and walked quickly down the mountain. At this time, his heart was confused and tragic, and he needed to return to human society as soon as possible to confirm some things.
Seeing a small stream, Wang Junlin walked downstream. According to his experience, the place where the water finally converges, whether it is a lake or a river, is likely to have human life.
Not long after, Wang Junlin had a wooden spear with a sharp edge in his hand. Every time he took a step, he would use the wooden spear to hit the grass and bushes in front of him. In this moment, he succeeded in frightening the snake once and twice.
Surprised by poisonous centipedes, I found the sharp thorns many times and avoided them.
As time goes by, the creek gradually widens, the water flow becomes larger and larger, and the green grass on both sides becomes more and more lush.
Suddenly, a small animal jumped out from the grass. Wang Junlin didn't have time to see what it was. He quickly stabbed out the wooden gun in his hand, but he retracted it halfway and quickly moved away. Because, he saw a large and colorful snake, which was bigger than the snake.
His arms were even thicker, nearly two meters long, and he swam toward the small animals like the wind.
In this current state, how dare Wang Junlin compete with such a snake for food.
Although he was very careful and took every step steadily, the rugged rocky road and bushes still caused Wang Junlin to have three more wounds on his feet. Fortunately, the wounds were not deep, but blood oozed out whenever he walked.
If the smell of blood spreads, it is likely to attract wild beasts.
Wang Junlin did not dare to delay, so he sat on the big rock next to the creek, cleaned the wound, tore off the two sleeves of his pajamas, and tied them around his feet.
After resting for a while, drinking some water from the stream, and eating some of the wild fruits and wild vegetables picked along the way, Wang Junlin set off again.
Not long after, he saw a group of white-rumped langurs, which surprised him. As far as he knew, these creatures had been extinct on the earth for nearly half a century.
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Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, the sun had already set to the west. Wang Junlin was sweating profusely, and finally reached the foot of the mountain. The stream had also merged into a small river, but there was still no trace of anyone.
Anxious to verify his absurd guess, Wang Junlin did not stop to rest and continued walking along the direction of the river. Fortunately, the road became much smoother.
More than two hours later, the river doubled in width, and there were still no traces of people, but Wang Junlin finally found some traces of people.
Walking along the human tracks, when the sun set and the sky was getting dark, Wang Junlin saw a small mountain village and people returning home from their farm work.
He didn't dare to approach easily and hid behind a big tree to peek, his expression already extremely complicated.
These villagers were all wearing knee-length linen clothes with trousers tied up, and some had their heads tied high with scarves. What made Wang Junlin look solemn was that he saw a man wearing a red brocade robe and a black gauze turban.
, a young man in black leather boots, with four followers, forcibly snatched a beautiful girl from the village, and broke the legs of a young man who tried to stop her.
"Did you really travel to ancient times?" Wang Junlin muttered to himself with a look of disbelief on his face.
Without hesitating for long, Wang Junlin took a deep breath and walked towards the village.
There are nearly a hundred families living in the small valley. Most of the houses are bamboo and wooden buildings. As soon as they reached the entrance of the village, a big black dog with a curled tail came out. When he saw Wang Junlin, a stranger, he barked like crazy.
But for some reason, he just didn't dare to rush over, and as soon as Wang Junlin approached him, the big black dog would retreat in fright, which was indescribably weird.
An old man with a gray scarf on his head and white beard and hair was alarmed by the barking of a dog. He walked out of the wooden house in the village with a vigilant look. When he saw that Wang Junlin was alone and looking embarrassed, he yelled loudly.
Dog, this beast immediately ran away with its tail between its legs, far away from Wang Junlin.
"Who are you? Why do you live here?" the old man asked in a thick Guanzhong dialect.
"My name is Wang Junlin. I have lived in seclusion in the mountains with my master since I was a child and practiced martial arts. A few days ago, a group of bandits found our master and apprentice, stole our belongings and killed my master. I escaped alone, but got lost.
May I ask, father-in-law, where is this place? What year is it now?" Wang Junlin bowed his hands in a somewhat clumsy manner and said what he had thought of before.
The old man looked at Wang Junlin carefully, especially his pajamas and short hair on his head. He sighed and said, "It turned out to be a monk who was in distress."
Wang Junlin did not want to be a monk, so he immediately said: "To be honest with you, my master is a reclusive monk, but I have not become a monk. It is only because of my master that I don't have long hair."
The old man nodded, no longer entangled in Wang Junlin's identity, and said: "It is the eleventh year of Dading. This place is Shetang Village, Maiji Town, Qingshui County, Tianshui County under the jurisdiction of Yongzhou."
"In the eleventh year of Dading... In the Sui Dynasty, during the period of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty Yang Jian, according to historical records, the society was prosperous, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the politics were stable, which created the prosperity of the Kaihuang rule. However, after Yang Jian's death, the great country was handed over to
Yang Guang, more than ten years later, the world was in chaos. In just a few years, the population of the Sui Dynasty dropped by nearly half due to military service and war." Wang Junlin finally understood the era he was living in.
"Seeing as you don't have anything to offer, just settle down in the village first!" The old man recalled that there were few men in the village, and Wang Junlin was tall and tall, and had practiced martial arts, so he sent an invitation.
"Thank you very much, father-in-law." Wang Junlin was thinking about finding a place to stay first, and the old man's words hit his mark.
Next, the old man introduced Wang Junlin to his neighbors. Wang Junlin, who was feeling at a loss, was deeply moved by the simplicity shown by the villagers. The old man gave Wang Junlin an uninhabited wooden house to settle down. Villagers, you
There was a pot at home and a bowl of rice at his house. Soon the pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, bedding, clothes and shoes were all gathered.