Huang Xuan had imagined countless times what would happen if he arrived in a familiar time and space, but when he actually arrived, he discovered that all his ideas were so empty that there was no possibility of implementation.
If it weren't for the coordinates of a certain unlucky traveler, even Lorraine's newly upgraded base energy wouldn't be able to advance the time period by two thousand years. Destination: P176T0W609, which represents the third year of the Han Dynasty and AD 19. This year is the year when the Three Kingdoms are heading towards the rise of heroes.
Here is the Three Kingdoms, the most martial and heroic era in China.
Huang Xuan has never finished reading Three Kingdoms, especially when he read The Fall of Guan Yu, he couldn't read anymore. This is a common problem among young people - life is like a fairy tale, life expects fairy tales, and fairy tales are always princes and princesses. Live happily together. Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad, they don’t understand that marriage is the tomb of love, and they don’t want to understand why tragedies always happen more often than comedies. Just like Huang Xuan, he never wants to know what the wise and powerful Guan Yu was thinking when he was defeated in Maicheng.
He would occasionally think that if he had been in Maicheng that day, he would have picked up a six-barrel Gatling and solved all the problems suddenly, or he might have provided tens of thousands of loads of grain to Guan Yu...
However, this is AD 19. In this year, Dong Zhuo was standing at the pinnacle of his life, while Liu Bei, with his second and third brothers, looked up at the majestic palace city and planned the direction for the future.
"Where is this?" Huang Xuan slowly looked around. He landed in the back streets and alleys of the city. There were no people nearby. Most of the houses were made of wooden structures, with a few made of thatched grass. There are houses with more than two floors, but the buildings in the form of bell and drum towers farther away are slightly taller.
Lorraine quickly replied: "Chang'an. We can stay here for 15 days, and only three days will pass in P11."
"Is this the function of the key?" Huang Xuan didn't feel much about Chang'an. In his opinion, there should be opportunities everywhere in the war-torn Three Kingdoms, just like the legendary American dream.
"It's a pity that it's not a high-level key. It can only be used once, otherwise the coordinates here can be determined." Lorraine also started to use the word "pity". It seems that the base upgrade does have some effect.
Huang Xuan didn't feel any pity. His spirit was still focused on the word "Three Kingdoms". In the minds of Chinese people, the weight of history may only be alleviated by two words: Three Kingdoms, or Water Margin. The struggle history of hundreds of men has inspired hundreds of millions of people. This is also Chinese characteristics.
The sky is blue, just like the sky Huang Xuan saw when he traveled to other dimensions in the past. It was early spring. Huang Xuan carefully took off his heavy clothes, and Lorraine would naturally put them into the plane passage.
Since he had just borrowed nearly 400 million U.S. dollars, the wealthy Huang Xuan brought several sets of clothes. It cost only a few dollars to customize them, but it was a lot of waste in plane transportation. According to Lorraine's calculation, the same weight of gold was wasted. .
There were some voices in the distance, and the content could not be heard clearly, but it made Huang Xuan feel more relaxed. At least he no longer had to go on a 10-kilometer cross-country trip. The traveler who recorded this coordinate was still aware of the public sentiment. He walked out of the alley slowly, wearing a long-sleeved short shirt, which was very different from this era, but except for a few curious looks, no one shouted.
There are always ragged people walking in the streets, and the clerks in the shops are listless. Occasionally they meet one or two noble-looking people, but they rarely pay attention to others. Horses seem not allowed to be ridden on the streets, but there are young women and girls in the shops. Nostalgic.
The rice shops in Chang'an were concentrated in the East Market. It coincided with the war and the price of rice was high. Huang Xuan found one and sold a few buckets of rice at will, which was enough to change into a set of green shirts. Except for the cuffs fluttering, there was nothing wrong with it.
He didn't try to sell more rice. This time, he could stay for 15 days. Most of them came from Guy's coordinates, so he had to plan carefully. It was best to make a profit and get more by the way. Point buffer energy.
It seems that among the information given by Lorraine, the most direct one is that the price of gold in the Han Dynasty was relatively cheap. If the purchasing power is calculated, it is not worth mentioning. Unfortunately, bringing gold home is a waste of energy and the gain outweighs the loss.
Even counting the hundreds of scholars, the Han Dynasty left more jade and tiles to future generations, which are not suitable for taking home. Not many things such as calligraphy and painting were left to later generations from the Han Dynasty, and the occasional ones that survived were not very expensive. Huang Xuan rubbed his cheek and wandered the streets of Luoyang in an ill-fitting coat. This ancient capital was square and square, alive but not active. The pressure of survival could be seen on everyone's face. It would be impossible to describe it as lifeless. Not excessive.
For Huang Xuan, who has been to several dimensions, when he saw the Chang'an residents in front of him, if he didn't pay attention to their clothes, he would almost think that he was in the fast-paced modern Hong Kong. Huang Xuan glanced at the passers-by who were passing by in a hurry. , there was no joy of being in the imperial city on his face, on the contrary, there was indescribable worry. The pedestrians on the street are all people with something to do. Except for some people wearing bright clothes and angry horses, no one lingers on the street.
Huang Xuan looked at the surrounding environment and listened to Lorraine's introduction to this era. As he spoke, the sound of men and horses neighing was heard not far away. When I looked out of curiosity, I saw a man blocking the sedan chair and shouting for injustice. In TV dramas, this is an old cliché, but when you really get close to the shrill shouting, it is still moving.
Looking sideways, the person blocking the sedan looked like an old woman. I couldn't hear clearly what was said. It seemed that her daughter had been kidnapped. The woman shouted, "Master Situ, please make the decision..." But the person in the sedan still kept saying it. Didn't show up.
After watching for a while, Huang Xuan became a little impatient. He seemed to have the same idea in the sedan chair in the street, wandering away from the old woman. When she wanted to stop her again, people stopped her one after another. There were only a few people watching on the street, and even Not many people talked about it, as if it was a matter of course.
Seeing that the sedan was about to leave the street, a dozen men in black suddenly rushed out from the end of the alley. They were all about 20 years old. The leader was dressed in a short shirt and had a scar under his left cheek. He had a fierce face and looked like a running dog. He bared his teeth and rushed over, causing the shocked onlookers to run away. The woman's knees and legs were numb. When she saw these people, she tried to run away, but it was too late.
The scar grabbed the old woman and said with a ferocious smile on his face: "You are so brave, you dare to sue my Dong family." After saying that, he pulled her hair and tried to drag her over.
The old woman did not want to give in, she cursed back, twisted her body and tried to get rid of his hand. Instead, she fell to the ground, her hair was pulled, and the pain was even more unbearable. The man in black next to her didn't have enough time, and rushed Huang Xuan's face turned yellow when he looked at her.
Huang Xuan couldn't bear it at this time. The other party was obviously the bad boy here. Not only did he bully his daughter, he also punched and kicked such an old man. Seeing everyone around him trying to avoid him, he couldn't help but run out and took out his pistol. , with his right hand straight and his left hand supporting each other, he pointed at the dozen people and said: "Stop, or I will shoot."
The scarred man in the head looked at Huang Xuan in surprise, and when he saw the small pistol in his hand, he burst into laughter. He pointed at Huang Xuan with his finger and said, "Do you know that the nest is for sleeping? "(Do you know who I am?)
Lorraine quickly translated it to Huang Xuan and said: "This is the dialect at the junction of Gansu and Shaanxi."
Huang Xuan kept holding the gun and said, "What awesome people are there?"
"Dong Zhuo is from Lintao, Shaanxi. Lintao was assigned to Gansu in your time."
Huang Xuan took a breath and thought that fortunately his pistol was a modified version of Lorraine and had 0 bullets to use. Otherwise, the dozen or so people in front of him would not be enough to allocate.
Scarface couldn't help it anymore. He pulled the old woman's hair with one hand and stepped on her leg with one foot. He waved his hand and said, "Hit him."
In an instant, four or five people rushed forward. Judging from the way they were wielding their swords, you could tell that the chance of surviving after the fight was as slim as letting them take the initiative to let him go.
Huang Xuan didn't have stage fright. He often fought with people at home. Although he usually didn't use a knife, there was still a plane base behind him. He said to Lorraine with confidence: "You said the energy can protect me." Yes, I’ll go over and grab that person, and we’ll run away.”
"I have to tell you." The upgraded Lorraine said in a very vivid way: "Since all the energy used comes from P11, the loss is very large. If you are defending against being hurt, every time you defend against a sword strike, about It requires 50,000 yuan of electricity.”
Huang Xuan admired Lorraine's directness. He was pretty good at arithmetic in elementary school. Calculating on his fingers, if there were 5 people around him and each of them hit him once per second, it would cost 7.5 million yuan per minute. It's hard to say whether it would be even more. Help the woman block a few blows. If the brothers outside who can't reach her can't think of flying bricks, uh, flying building materials or even crossbows, this number may be multiplied several times. Judging from the current situation, one minute is definitely not enough to resolve this matter.
Thinking of this, Huang Xuan didn't hesitate anymore. He held the modified Colt firmly in his hand and shouted again: "Stop."
Obviously, no one would listen to him. Huang Xuan aimed at the legs of several people, the gun tip jumped slightly, and the four people who rushed over fell to the ground faster.
Because it was to protect himself, when Lorraine modified this Colt, he even strengthened its static ability. Just looking at the way the four lively guys covered their thighs, it was clear that giving them a walking stick would make them stand still for a while. He couldn't run away for a moment. (To be continued)