"hiss!"

Jiang Yan felt a biting chill invade his internal organs, and he couldn't help but twitch, opened his eyes and raised his head slightly.

The surroundings are endless, with no ups and downs, all wrapped in heavy snow. The white patch is like a balsamic plate, with only a few bald trees far and near, like scattered food residues.

"Gululu", before Jiang Yan could fully wake up, a burst of thunder came from his stomach, then a burst of dizziness, and starving eyes were so hungry.

He swallowed his saliva and accidentally found that there was something left in his mouth. He chewed it subconsciously for a few seconds and found that he could not bite it at all. Then he carefully spit it on the snow in front of him. When he looked closely, it turned out to be bloody wood residue.

The pain in his mouth mixed with the ruthless chill around him. He shuddered and woke up instantly. He realized that most of his body was lying horizontally in the snow, with his head and shoulders leaning against a root protruding from the ground.

The dead tree is nearly one foot thick, and there are no thin branches on the top. The main trunk is naked and there is no bark. There are several blood-stained tooth marks near his head, which looks like he bites it when he is so hungry.

The wind and snow were still there, and there were roars in my stomach. In addition to the head, it could move slightly, and the limbs had no feeling at all.

"Even if I'm not the worst time traveler, I can still compete for the top three, right?"

Looking at the ragged thin clothes on his body, Jiang Yan couldn't tell for a moment whether the body he possessed was frozen to death or starved to death.

He certainly knew that the best way to survive in the wild in the past was to find a place to shelter from the wind, or dig a snow hole to bury himself, and survive for a while.

But he really didn't have the strength to move, and even the thought of just falling asleep like this became a luxury under the torture of this bitter cold and endless hunger. The only thing he could do was to use his brain and think randomly.

The original body's memories surged. It was January 4, the fourth year of the Great Sui Dynasty. Yang Guang, the "Age of Zhaogu" was in power, and the world was in chaos. The young man was also called Jiang Yan, born in the 17th year of Kaihuang in Emperor Wen of Sui, and he was less than ten years old this year.

Although the family is not a noble family or a family of officials, it is considered to have little assets and has no worries about food and clothing. Therefore, most of the memories left behind are reading and practicing literature, playing the piano and practicing calligraphy.

The young father also prepared to wait for him to grow up, so he went to the surrounding county towns to find an official position and meet more people in order to be appreciated and recommended by officials above the fifth rank and above in the future and become a half-time position.

Unfortunately, in May last year, Yang Guang built a road that was open to the north for the sake of the people of the whole country to build a road that was wide open and 3,000 miles long to Jizhou. The Jiang family was spared from the service only after they lost all their wealth.

In July, the court sent more than one million people to build the Great Wall. There was no money left at home and could not escape. Jiang's father had no choice but to go to the northwest.

The emperor ordered the construction of the Great Wall to be completed in twenty days, causing Ding Man to die for five or sixty percent, and Jiang's father was also among them. When Jiang's mother heard the news, she died in the midst of sadness and poverty and illness.

The remaining young man had no food and clothing, and could not live in a foreign land and die tragically here, asking people to come across time. But now he has only starved to death one Jiang Yan to death and he is going to freeze another Jiang Yan to death.

"It's better to be a peaceful dog than to be a chaotic person!"

Jiang Yan's eyelids became heavier and he became increasingly blurred, and he could no longer feel hunger and coldness. He sighed slightly and was about to fall into eternal sleep.

"Hmm? This is a bit interesting." Jiang Yan's ears heard a slightly surprised word, but unfortunately he was unable to open his eyes. But then his teeth were pried open and a slightly spicy warm current poured in.

He couldn't help but suck it in big mouths. The warm current flowed down his throat and fell into his stomach, and soon spread through his internal organs and spread throughout his body.

Jiang Yan feels that he is alive again!

"Little brother? Wake up!" The person who came shouted twice. Seeing that there was no response, he reached out to touch him, his fingertips were covered with coldness. He sighed and said:

"Well, I was speeding by, but when the sky light suddenly lit up, it was so magical. Therefore, I delayed and stopped here. It was considered destined to save you. What's the point of saving you?" He picked him up and left quickly.

This person is very tall, and a ten-year-old boy, who is at least 200 kilograms, but he has no trace left when walking on the white snow.

Jiang Yan felt the cold wind blowing towards him and woke up completely. His ears whirred. When he opened his eyes, he was still snow-white. However, occasionally a few dead trees flashed by, and his whole body seemed to be flying.

Then a warm feeling surged in from behind, which continued to radiate, awakening the body and limbs below the neck.

He was shocked. This was not history, but a martial arts world. Most of the thoughts that originally planned to defect to Li Erfeng to make a fortune disappeared.

Soon, the two of them arrived at a half-collapsed temple, and Jiang Yan was placed on a slightly dry ground.

He looked up and saw a very special face that caught his eye. It was simple and ancient, with deep and depressed eagle eyes and a straight and powerful nose like green pine; the lips were tightly closed, and naturally showed arrogance.

Looking at her age about fifty or sixty, with gray temples, a little bit of white frost on her eyebrows, and wrinkles appearing at the corners of her mouth, she is quite tired of the beauty.

Seeing that he woke up, the old man nodded, moved two steps to the side, and said to a mottled Buddha statue sitting upright on the platform: "Cutting flesh and feeding eagles is great compassion; burning fire with his body is also a small merit, and it is a grievance to the Buddha!"

The body shook, landed on the platform, slashed down with one palm, smashed the wood into pieces, picked up several large pieces of wood, and then fell back to the spot. He reached out and patted it, beat a piece of wood into powder, took out the fire stick and lit it, and a fire rose soon.

Jiang Yan recovered a little strength, came over, knelt down on the ground, and said, "The great kindness is unforgettable. Jiang Yan dared to ask the benefactor to give him a name, so that he can repay you in the future!"

When the old man saw that he was pale and thin, dressed in rags, but his appearance was upright, his eyes were lively, his manners were moderate, and he knew etiquette. He must have been from a wealthy family who had studied. After asking, he understood his life experience and sighed:

"Yang Guang was the head of the world, reciting the words of Yao and Shun, and was the conduct of Jie and Zhou. Last year, he conquered the people and built the Great Wall, and suffered a lot of casualties. This year, he built a palace and dug a canal to make fun, which was a disaster for the people."

Then he reached out and held it. Jiang Yan stood up unconsciously and said, "It's better not to tell me about my origin." He took out two cakes from the package behind him and handed over one.

There are many strange people in the martial arts world, and Jiang Yan couldn't guess the other party's identity for a while, and didn't think much about it. He took the cake and chewed it. However, the cake was as hard as a stone, and it couldn't bite it, causing a toothache.

"If you don't work hard, you won't distinguish between grains." The old man shook his head, reached out and put the cake on the fire to bake it, and the fragrance came to his nose.
Chapter completed!