It is not a secret that there are time-space wormholes on Cuiwei Mountain. The wormholes themselves are everywhere and fleeting. Liu Yanzhi and Dang Aiguo have personally seen the time travel of tigers in the Qing Dynasty. This time they learned about Bai Ji's plesodon, but this experience did not bring surprises, but horror.

"Maybe it is because of the collapse of time and space caused by our frequent travels." Dang Paiguo Road, seeing that Liu Yanzhi was a little confused, added, "It was us who messed up the gate of time and space."

"If the time and space gates open, Jurassic dinosaurs flock to come, and the world will not collapse." Liu Yanzhi's mind was opened.

The Party patriotism shrugged: "It would be great if it was just that simple."

Liu Yanzhi asked again, but the Party Patriotic said it was just an ominous premonition and had no practical scientific basis.

The south wind surging, sailing forward with a burlap sail. Suddenly, Liu Yanzhi felt like he was being stared at. He felt this way at the top of Cuiwei Mountain. With his perceptual ability, he didn't know who was sacred, but it was certain that the other party had no malice.

Looking back now, when I was fighting with the plesiosaur at the bottom of the river, there seemed to be an invisible force to help me. The plesiosaur's neck was flexible and his teeth were as sharp as a razor. Liu Yanzhi was limited underwater movement and could barely get a tie. He was almost bitten several times. At the critical moment, the plesiosaur always stopped for half a second. It was not because of this cold-blooded beast that showed mercy, but because a third party took action.

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The big wooden boat sailed north along the river for three days. According to the elder's instructions, it was Song State where they planted millet. The ships docked and everyone boarded the apprentice of Song State and continued to trek under the guidance of a guide who often traveled between Song State and Cai State. Five skinny slaves carried their luggage for them. The travelers did not show great mercy and treated these slaves equally. In a slave society, they had to respect the customs and institutional rules at that time. Imposing their own values ​​on others would only backfire.

The guide was a merchant in his early years and could speak dialects of several countries. The pronunciation of the Chinese nation has been influenced several times, but the texts are in line with each other. Without much effort, everyone learned the common languages ​​in the Central Plains with the guide. The language in the Spring and Autumn Period had a small vocabulary and a high repetition rate of pronunciation. The most obvious example is that Lao and Li pronunciation are the same pronunciation.

My original surname is Li, and he is the target of the time travelers.

In the distance, a large elk was poking his head in the deep grass. Liu Handong took off his rifle from his shoulder and asked with a smile if he wanted to eat venison.

With a gunshot, the elk fell to the ground. The slaves were frightened by the huge gunshots and squatted on the ground and covered their ears. Liu Handong pointed to the prey in the distance, and then they ran over happily and carried the elk over.

There is no iron pot or stove, so I can only set it up for barbecue.

Liu Yanzhi and others were about to do it themselves, but the guide said that it would be enough to leave this dirty work to the slaves. So everyone watched the slaves skin the elk quickly, then dug a big hole on the ground, and spread the newly peeled deer skin in the pit.

"What are you going to do?" Guan Lu asked.

"Cook meat." A slave replied.

The slaves took the skins to the nearby pond and filled a lot of water. They poured it into the pit of deer skin. At the same time, they collected a large amount of firewood and lit it. They threw a pile of stones into the fire. After the stones were burning red, they used wooden sticks to lift the stones into the puddle. The water gradually boiled. At this time, they put the thin venison into it and rinse it out and it could be eaten.

Everyone was shocked. I really don’t know what to say about such a primitive large-sized shabu shabu, but the venison is fresh and plump, and it doesn’t even need to be dipped in seasonings. It’s so fresh and fragrant.

The guide traveled around the country, was knowledgeable and cheerful and talkative, so the Party asked him if he knew about Li Er, a famous person in Luyi.

The guide shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, what is this person doing?"

"What about Li Boyang and Lao Dan?" Dang Aiguo continued to ask, "This man has been a clerk in the warehouse and has written the "Tao Te Ching".

The guide was confused.

Ji Yugandao: "Teacher Dang has neglected that the name of the Tao Te Ching was chosen by later generations, and it should be called "Laozi" now."

The Party and the Patriotic Republic of China simply recited the original text of the Tao Te Ching: "Tao can be said, not always Tao. Name, not always name." The guide still said that he had never heard of it.

Everyone is panicked now. Could it be that I have not been born yet? If there is a decades gap, this journey of time travel will be in vain.

"Maybe he is ignorant and only knows the market people who do business, but not the cultural people." Liu Yanzhi explained to everyone.

"I hope." The party's patriotism is heart-warming. The time anchor he chose is the peak of Lao Tzu's activities. Logically speaking, this kind of philosopher and thinker should be famous all over the world, just like Confucius. However, Lao Tzu is different from Confucius. Lao Tzu has doubts about Lao Tzu's identity. Sima Qian suspected that Lao Tzu was Lao Laizi, and some people suspected that it was Zhou Taishi Dan. But no matter who it was, the book "Laozi" exists. If even "Laozi" does not exist, the world will be really messy.

After the noble adults finished the shabu-shabu, the slaves rushed over and swept away the remaining internal organs, bones and blood.

After eating, they continued to set off. On the hard soil road leading to the capital of Song State, there were two deep ruts leading to the distance. On both sides of the road were endless wilderness. The group walked on the ancient road, feeling nervous and heavy. They were afraid that their time travel had an unknown impact on history and led to my disappearance.

The population density during the Spring and Autumn Period was extremely low, and there were primeval forests everywhere. Only when you were near towns did the well fields appear. Large areas of dogtail grass sway in summer fields. This is millet, the oldest grain.

In the first town, Dang Maiguo spent a huge amount of money to buy a carriage, three horses and a donkey, basically wrapping the big animals in the market, and the traveling team also achieved mules and horse transformation, greatly increasing the speed of travel.

After leaving the town, Liu Yanzhi used his backpack belt to make a simple bridle and reins, and jumped onto the horse's back. The guide was stunned. He had been traveling around for so long, but he had only seen horses pulling carts, but never seen anyone riding a horse.

There are no cavalry these days, and chariots are also popular on the battlefield. Soldiers holding long spears stand on horse-drawn chariots. The standard for measuring a country's military strength is also an important reference. Real cavalry appears with stirrups, and it will be the first time that King Wuling of Zhao was invented by Hu clothing and cavalry two hundred years later.

The adults rode horses and rode on carriages, and the slaves were liberated. The heavy luggage could be placed on the car. They just needed to follow behind and trot. After a long journey, the travelers finally arrived at Lao Tzu's hometown, Luyi. However, after a search, they learned that there was indeed no Li Er, nor the great philosophical work "Laozi".

The thing I worry about most is fulfilled, I no longer exist.

The State of Song is located in the heart of the Central Plains, with well-connected transportation. The people of Song are good at doing business and wandering among the countries of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. While exchanging goods, they also exchange cultures. Luyi is a medium-sized city built with rammed earth, with government offices and markets. They are definitely not a small town with low news. Since the people of Luyi do not know about my existence, there is no need to go to Songdu to ask.

The disheartened mood enveloped the traveling group. The Party Patriotic decided to terminate the task, and the guide also said goodbye to them and went to Songdu to do business, leaving only five slaves who knew nothing.

"Why go to Lu to see Confucius." Ji Yugandao, "This year should be the tenth year of Duke Ding of Lu. Confucius was the Sikong in Lu. It was a time of pride. A generation of Confucian ancestors. Since we have come, we can't argue if we don't visit him."

Guan Lu and Liu Handong also agreed: "Since you are here, you can't go there in vain and meet the famous people of the world, so you will not be able to give in to this trip."

Lei Meng looked indifferent. Liu Yanzhi was just thinking about it, but another voice sounded in his heart: Don’t go to Lu!

"Who are you?" Liu Yanzhi felt his hair standing up and jumped up to ask loudly. Others were startled by him and looked around with caution, but he saw nothing but the wilderness.

"Who is there?" Lei Meng asked with his hand pressed his gun holster, "What have you seen?"

Liu Yanzhi understood that only he could hear this sound.

"Walking west, there is a village twenty miles away, with the people you are looking for." The voice continued.

"Who are you? I won't go if I don't explain clearly." Liu Yan pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and found that the sound did not come from the outside world, but in his mind.

The voice stopped talking.

Liu Yanzhi explained, and everyone else was also very frightened, but everyone said that he knew there was a tiger in the mountain, but he was on the way to the tiger mountain!

The group left the road and headed west. After walking for a long time, musical instruments were blowing and crying in front of them. A group of people came around. It was a funeral team.

"Stop them." The voice came again.

"What excuse should I use?" Liu Yanzhi communicated with the voice in his mind.

"Their grandmother has passed away, but you can resurrect the dead." The voice said, "not only can you recover from the dead, but you can also give birth to a fat boy."

"You save money, I don't want to be beaten to death." Liu Yan said straight, but a flash of inspiration in his heart and a cold sweat came down.

Is the most outrageous legend true?

In the Baidu Encyclopedia entry, after eating yellow plums, my mother was pregnant for 81 years before giving birth to a son. She gave birth to a white hair and a white hair and could speak with her mouth open. There is no doubt that this is a myth, not a real event, but Liu Yanzhi had a premonition at this time that all this was about to be fulfilled.

He gritted his teeth and stopped the funeral procession and stammered and told the sad people that they could save the dead.

The time travelers were dressed in gorgeous clothes and gained the trust of people. The close family of the deceased opened the coffin and lay inside an old woman who had just died, with wrinkles on her face. She looked at least ten years old, and the people present must be her descendants.

He stared at Liu Yanzhi, seeing how he could cure the disease and save the patient, but how could he save the patient? He just pretended to dance and kept asking the voice in his mind: "What should I do next?"

"Sealing the dead's belly can save her," the voice said.

Liu Yanzhi wanted to pull out the voice and beat him up. He cut off the body in front of his children and grandchildren. Even the madman couldn't do this!
Chapter completed!