Air crash! Zhao Xin was panicking. Heavens, why was he so unlucky!
Before he could come back to his senses, the plane plummeted. The world spun as countless thoughts rushed towards Xin Zhao, causing him to faint. Slowly, Xin Zhao woke up and touched his face. "Don't tell me I'm not dead?" He pinched himself hard."It hurts!" "I'm sure I didn't die. His heart was filled with joy. He thought about how lucky he was. He couldn't even die like this. As the saying goes, there must be good fortune after surviving a disaster, haha! He was laughing in his heart. He looked around and his snicker turned into a bitter smile. What kind of place was this? It was so desolate! He looked at his clothes and clothes. He was not missing anything. However, he only had a lighter, half a pack of cigarettes, a cell phone, and a wallet. There were a few commonly used cards, a passport, and more than 1,000 US dollars in the wallet. He took out his phone and turned it on. The battery was full, but there was no signal. He couldn't help but curse the heavens in his heart.
Thinking that it was useless to complain, he rested for a while and felt that his physical strength had almost recovered. He chose a direction and left.
After walking for half a day, his stomach began to protest. Seeing that there was a road ahead, he should be able to find someone, so he let go of his pace. However, he thought about it and realized that something was wrong. After a while, he suddenly realized that he did not feel tired after walking for half a day. Compared to his previous body, he used to be so tired that he would pant after running a kilometer. It was a little unbelievable. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh. What was the use of thinking so much? The most important thing now was to solve his stomach.
After walking for about two hours, Zhao Xin finally saw a house. However, when he saw the house in front of him, he was dumbfounded. What kind of house was this? It couldn't even be called a house. It could only be called a thatched cottage. Did he hit the jackpot and come to a primitive tribe in Africa? However, when he saw an old man, Zhao Xin gave up the idea because the old man was obviously Asian. However, when Zhao Xin's eyes swept over the old man's clothes, he could not help but be dumbfounded. He was wearing tattered and tattered coarse clothes, and the style was simply too strange. He thought that this was a backward minority village. He went up to the old man and said a lot of things. The old man shook his head blankly and said something he didn't understand. Thinking that Chinese wasn't good enough, he changed to English. He explained his experience in English again, but the other party still didn't understand. He also said something that he didn't understand.
It seems that I can't communicate with this old man. If it doesn't work, I'll change to someone else, he thought to himself as he walked towards the village. In the end, no one understood him even after searching through almost everyone. However, he could tell that they were speaking in Chinese. He could still understand some of the words they were saying. He couldn't figure out which dialect it was from in China, but he felt relieved when he thought about it. There were countless dialect in China, so it was normal that he had never heard of it.
Seeing that it was already late, the villagers were very enthusiastic and curious. They pulled Zhao Xin, an outsider in strange clothes, to stay. Xin Zhao didn't know where this place was, so he decided to stay at the house of the first old man he met. However, when he entered the house, Zhao Xin felt dizzy. What kind of furniture was this? A broken wooden table, a few chairs, and an earthen stove. When the old man poured some water for Xin Zhao, Xin Zhao stared at the thing in his hand. It was a ceramic bowl. Xin Zhao didn't know what to say. Since they had come to such a strange place, it was better to stay in peace for a few days and slowly find a way out.
The next day, he woke up and washed up, feeling absent-minded. Thinking about the situation he saw yesterday, his rationality told him that he had come to a place he had never heard of before. He walked to the village and tried to communicate with the villagers. After countless attempts, coupled with hand gestures and other body language, they were able to understand each other's general meaning.
Someone in the village was about to go out, and it took him a long time to make him understand that he wanted to go out with him. About twenty miles from the village, there was a small market. It took him four hours to reach the market. Seeing the situation in the episode, Xin Zhao finally gave up. It seemed that he had come to a completely unfamiliar world. When he came out with that person, he had almost given up when he saw the situation on the road. She followed behind that person and waited for him to finish his business before following him back to the village.
It was already very late when they returned to the village, but when they saw the old man who they had met for the first time still waiting silently at the village entrance, their eyes could not help but moisten. After returning to the old man's house, he had dinner and lay on his bed. He thought to himself that he had to accept this fact and live in this village for a period of time.
The next day, he went to communicate with the villagers. He roughly understood that because this village was relatively close to the mountains, most of the villagers relied on hunting for a living. Moreover, the villagers were simple and unadorned, warm and generous. If there were difficulties between them, everyone could help each other. The old people who lived in the village were old and weak, so they relied on the village's financial support to live.
Thinking of the old man's figure, Zhao Xin decided to integrate into the life here. In the following days, Xin Zhao went hunting with the villagers. He gradually found that his strength had increased a lot. However, hunting mostly relied on his archery skills and the ability to set traps. Therefore, Xin Zhao practiced archery with the villagers while hunting. He also asked the villagers for advice on setting traps. After more than ten days, his archery skills had improved greatly, and his ability to set traps had also made great progress. As he had been hunting in the mountains for a long time, he had gradually discovered some of his peculiarities. He could walk like flying in the forest, and with a punch, he could break a small tree as thick as an arm. The number of prey they hunted increased, and the old man's family did not need the help of the villagers anymore.
These days, he had made full use of his time to communicate with the villagers. After more than ten days, he could already speak some simple words, and it was getting easier and easier to communicate with the villagers. He learned that this was Anxi Village, and the small market in front was called Taigui Market. This place was in Linyi County under Beihai County, and it was now October of the fourth year of Zhongping in the Great Han Dynasty. At first, when Zhao Xin heard about the fourth year of Zhongping in the Great Han Dynasty, he did not have much of a reaction. Then, he thought about it and thought," How did I come to the Later Han Dynasty?" After searching almost everyone in the village, Zhao Xin had no choice but to admit that he had indeed come to the Later Han Dynasty.
As a 21st-century university student who had just graduated and had the opportunity to study in the United States, he thought about how bright his future would be. He did not expect to encounter an air crash on the way to the United States. It was fine if there were air crashes, but there were a few of them every year in the world. He deserved to be unlucky. It was fortunate that he had survived the plane crash. It should have been a great fortune to have survived the plane crash, but he had inexplicably come to this famous chaotic era in the history of the Chinese Dynasty. Thinking about his family who was nowhere to be found, thinking about his studies, his future, everything was gone. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After being depressed for a long time, he finally pulled himself together. Since he had already come here, there was definitely no way to go back. In the future, he should think about how to survive in this chaotic era.
Since he had decided to survive in the Three Kingdoms Era, he had to integrate into this era well. Thinking of this, he put away his phone, wallet, and passport. If he wanted to survive in this war-torn era, he had to have a set of skills. Thinking of his skills, he could not help but smile. Thinking of the changes in his body after coming here, he was full of confidence.
The old man's surname was Fang. Soon, Zhao Xin called him Elder Fang. Zhao Xin gave himself a name. His surname was Zhao Xin, and his name was Zicheng. The old man also called Zhao Xin Zicheng. The villagers also called Zhao Xin Zhao Xin. Thus, Zhao Xin stayed in Anxi Village for more than three months. In these three months, Zhao Xin had completely learned the language of the Three Kingdoms Era. In the past three months, Xin Zhao had been hunting, training his body, learning how to speak, and learning the language of this era. After three months, Xin Zhao was able to adapt to this era. About learning Chinese, after over one month, when Zhao Xin could communicate with others, he bought some books from Taigui Gathering. When he was free, he would consult a teacher surnamed Feng in Taigui Gathering. Zhao Xin often brought some prey to him and gradually became familiar with it. Besides learning Chinese, Zhao Xin would also ask Feng to tell him about the general situation outside. Zhao Xin's foundation in traditional Chinese and ancient Chinese was passable. It still took Xin Zhao a long time to learn the ancient language, learn how to write with a brush, and learn how to write in the Three Kingdoms era.
In the third month of the fifth year of Zhongping, Zhao Xin was registered in Anxi Village, which meant that Zhao Xin had officially become a person of the Three Kingdoms Era. Speaking of registration, he had to thank the village's guardian uncle, Wang Shu. Through Wang Shu, Zhao Xin was successfully registered. It had been five months since he came to this era. During these five months, Xin Zhao had become the leader of the village's hunting. He would often share some of the good prey he hunted with the villagers. Other than his own food, the rest would be sold at the market together with the fur. In a few months, he had accumulated more than 50 taels of silver.(In the Three Kingdoms era, one big coin was equivalent to ten small coins, one tael of silver was equivalent to one hundred big coins, and one tael of gold was equivalent to one hundred taels of silver. Usually, a family of four could live peacefully for a year with four taels of silver.) Other than buying some new things for the Fang family, there were still more than forty taels left.
Over the past few months, Xin Zhao had been practicing his archery skills. His archery skills had improved by leaps and bounds. He had also trained his body hard and became strong. He had also learned some simple sword techniques from the villagers. His calligraphy was also practiced to the point where it could be considered neat and tidy, and there was no problem in writing.
Zhao Xin thought that he was already completely able to adapt to the life of this era. Thinking about it, the Emperor at this time should be the Spirit Emperor. The Spirit Emperor died in the sixth month of the sixth year of Zhongping, and the Spirit Emperor only had a little more than a year to live. When the Spirit Emperor died, the Young Emperor would inherit the throne. Then Luoyang would be in chaos, and Dong Zhuo would enter the capital. The world would be in chaos. He quickly took advantage of this period of time to go out and mingle around. If possible, he could even become an official. He thought that with his previous knowledge and familiarity with this period of history, it would be easy for him to get it. At the same time, he could also meet those famous big shots who would go down in history.
Thus, he packed his luggage and took out twenty taels of silver. He left more than twenty taels for Elder Fang, which should be enough for Elder Fang's daily needs. He took his sword and bow, bid farewell to Elder Fang and the villagers, and left Anxi Village. He spent the night in Taigui Market. The next morning, he bought some belongings and food at the market. After asking for directions, he headed for the North Sea.
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Air crash! Zhao Xin was panicking. Heavens, why was he so unlucky!
Before he could come back to his senses, the plane plummeted. The world spun as countless thoughts rushed towards Xin Zhao, causing him to faint. Slowly, Xin Zhao woke up and touched his face. "Don't tell me I'm not dead?" He pinched himself hard."It hurts!" "I'm sure I didn't die. His heart was filled with joy. He thought about how lucky he was. He couldn't even die like this. As the saying goes, there must be good fortune after surviving a disaster, haha! He was laughing in his heart. He looked around and his snicker turned into a bitter smile. What kind of place was this? It was so desolate! He looked at his clothes and clothes. He was not missing anything. However, he only had a lighter, half a pack of cigarettes, a cell phone, and a wallet. There were a few commonly used cards, a passport, and more than 1,000 US dollars in the wallet. He took out his phone and turned it on. The battery was full, but there was no signal. He couldn't help but curse the heavens in his heart.
Thinking that it was useless to complain, he rested for a while and felt that his physical strength had almost recovered. He chose a direction and left.
After walking for half a day, his stomach began to protest. Seeing that there was a road ahead, he should be able to find someone, so he let go of his pace. However, he thought about it and realized that something was wrong. After a while, he suddenly realized that he did not feel tired after walking for half a day. Compared to his previous body, he used to be so tired that he would pant after running a kilometer. It was a little unbelievable. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh. What was the use of thinking so much? The most important thing now was to solve his stomach.
After walking for about two hours, Zhao Xin finally saw a house. However, when he saw the house in front of him, he was dumbfounded. What kind of house was this? It couldn't even be called a house. It could only be called a thatched cottage. Did he hit the jackpot and come to a primitive tribe in Africa? However, when he saw an old man, Zhao Xin gave up the idea because the old man was obviously Asian. However, when Zhao Xin's eyes swept over the old man's clothes, he could not help but be dumbfounded. He was wearing tattered and tattered coarse clothes, and the style was simply too strange. He thought that this was a backward minority village. He went up to the old man and said a lot of things. The old man shook his head blankly and said something he didn't understand. Thinking that Chinese wasn't good enough, he changed to English. He explained his experience in English again, but the other party still didn't understand. He also said something that he didn't understand.
It seems that I can't communicate with this old man. If it doesn't work, I'll change to someone else, he thought to himself as he walked towards the village. In the end, no one understood him even after searching through almost everyone. However, he could tell that they were speaking in Chinese. He could still understand some of the words they were saying. He couldn't figure out which dialect it was from in China, but he felt relieved when he thought about it. There were countless dialect in China, so it was normal that he had never heard of it.
Seeing that it was already late, the villagers were very enthusiastic and curious. They pulled Zhao Xin, an outsider in strange clothes, to stay. Xin Zhao didn't know where this place was, so he decided to stay at the house of the first old man he met. However, when he entered the house, Zhao Xin felt dizzy. What kind of furniture was this? A broken wooden table, a few chairs, and an earthen stove. When the old man poured some water for Xin Zhao, Xin Zhao stared at the thing in his hand. It was a ceramic bowl. Xin Zhao didn't know what to say. Since they had come to such a strange place, it was better to stay in peace for a few days and slowly find a way out.
The next day, he woke up and washed up, feeling absent-minded. Thinking about the situation he saw yesterday, his rationality told him that he had come to a place he had never heard of before. He walked to the village and tried to communicate with the villagers. After countless attempts, coupled with hand gestures and other body language, they were able to understand each other's general meaning.
Someone in the village was about to go out, and it took him a long time to make him understand that he wanted to go out with him. About twenty miles from the village, there was a small market. It took him four hours to reach the market. Seeing the situation in the episode, Xin Zhao finally gave up. It seemed that he had come to a completely unfamiliar world. When he came out with that person, he had almost given up when he saw the situation on the road. She followed behind that person and waited for him to finish his business before following him back to the village.
It was already very late when they returned to the village, but when they saw the old man who they had met for the first time still waiting silently at the village entrance, their eyes could not help but moisten. After returning to the old man's house, he had dinner and lay on his bed. He thought to himself that he had to accept this fact and live in this village for a period of time.
The next day, he went to communicate with the villagers. He roughly understood that because this village was relatively close to the mountains, most of the villagers relied on hunting for a living. Moreover, the villagers were simple and unadorned, warm and generous. If there were difficulties between them, everyone could help each other. The old people who lived in the village were old and weak, so they relied on the village's financial support to live.
Thinking of the old man's figure, Zhao Xin decided to integrate into the life here. In the following days, Xin Zhao went hunting with the villagers. He gradually found that his strength had increased a lot. However, hunting mostly relied on his archery skills and the ability to set traps. Therefore, Xin Zhao practiced archery with the villagers while hunting. He also asked the villagers for advice on setting traps. After more than ten days, his archery skills had improved greatly, and his ability to set traps had also made great progress. As he had been hunting in the mountains for a long time, he had gradually discovered some of his peculiarities. He could walk like flying in the forest, and with a punch, he could break a small tree as thick as an arm. The number of prey they hunted increased, and the old man's family did not need the help of the villagers anymore.
These days, he had made full use of his time to communicate with the villagers. After more than ten days, he could already speak some simple words, and it was getting easier and easier to communicate with the villagers. He learned that this was Anxi Village, and the small market in front was called Taigui Market. This place was in Linyi County under Beihai County, and it was now October of the fourth year of Zhongping in the Great Han Dynasty. At first, when Zhao Xin heard about the fourth year of Zhongping in the Great Han Dynasty, he did not have much of a reaction. Then, he thought about it and thought," How did I come to the Later Han Dynasty?" After searching almost everyone in the village, Zhao Xin had no choice but to admit that he had indeed come to the Later Han Dynasty.
As a 21st-century university student who had just graduated and had the opportunity to study in the United States, he thought about how bright his future would be. He did not expect to encounter an air crash on the way to the United States. It was fine if there were air crashes, but there were a few of them every year in the world. He deserved to be unlucky. It was fortunate that he had survived the plane crash. It should have been a great fortune to have survived the plane crash, but he had inexplicably come to this famous chaotic era in the history of the Chinese Dynasty. Thinking about his family who was nowhere to be found, thinking about his studies, his future, everything was gone. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After being depressed for a long time, he finally pulled himself together. Since he had already come here, there was definitely no way to go back. In the future, he should think about how to survive in this chaotic era.
Since he had decided to survive in the Three Kingdoms Era, he had to integrate into this era well. Thinking of this, he put away his phone, wallet, and passport. If he wanted to survive in this war-torn era, he had to have a set of skills. Thinking of his skills, he could not help but smile. Thinking of the changes in his body after coming here, he was full of confidence.
The old man's surname was Fang. Soon, Zhao Xin called him Elder Fang. Zhao Xin gave himself a name. His surname was Zhao Xin, and his name was Zicheng. The old man also called Zhao Xin Zicheng. The villagers also called Zhao Xin Zhao Xin. Thus, Zhao Xin stayed in Anxi Village for more than three months. In these three months, Zhao Xin had completely learned the language of the Three Kingdoms Era. In the past three months, Xin Zhao had been hunting, training his body, learning how to speak, and learning the language of this era. After three months, Xin Zhao was able to adapt to this era. About learning Chinese, after over one month, when Zhao Xin could communicate with others, he bought some books from Taigui Gathering. When he was free, he would consult a teacher surnamed Feng in Taigui Gathering. Zhao Xin often brought some prey to him and gradually became familiar with it. Besides learning Chinese, Zhao Xin would also ask Feng to tell him about the general situation outside. Zhao Xin's foundation in traditional Chinese and ancient Chinese was passable. It still took Xin Zhao a long time to learn the ancient language, learn how to write with a brush, and learn how to write in the Three Kingdoms era.
In the third month of the fifth year of Zhongping, Zhao Xin was registered in Anxi Village, which meant that Zhao Xin had officially become a person of the Three Kingdoms Era. Speaking of registration, he had to thank the village's guardian uncle, Wang Shu. Through Wang Shu, Zhao Xin was successfully registered. It had been five months since he came to this era. During these five months, Xin Zhao had become the leader of the village's hunting. He would often share some of the good prey he hunted with the villagers. Other than his own food, the rest would be sold at the market together with the fur. In a few months, he had accumulated more than 50 taels of silver.(In the Three Kingdoms era, one big coin was equivalent to ten small coins, one tael of silver was equivalent to one hundred big coins, and one tael of gold was equivalent to one hundred taels of silver. Usually, a family of four could live peacefully for a year with four taels of silver.) Other than buying some new things for the Fang family, there were still more than forty taels left.
Over the past few months, Xin Zhao had been practicing his archery skills. His archery skills had improved by leaps and bounds. He had also trained his body hard and became strong. He had also learned some simple sword techniques from the villagers. His calligraphy was also practiced to the point where it could be considered neat and tidy, and there was no problem in writing.
Zhao Xin thought that he was already completely able to adapt to the life of this era. Thinking about it, the Emperor at this time should be the Spirit Emperor. The Spirit Emperor died in the sixth month of the sixth year of Zhongping, and the Spirit Emperor only had a little more than a year to live. When the Spirit Emperor died, the Young Emperor would inherit the throne. Then Luoyang would be in chaos, and Dong Zhuo would enter the capital. The world would be in chaos. He quickly took advantage of this period of time to go out and mingle around. If possible, he could even become an official. He thought that with his previous knowledge and familiarity with this period of history, it would be easy for him to get it. At the same time, he could also meet those famous big shots who would go down in history.
Thus, he packed his luggage and took out twenty taels of silver. He left more than twenty taels for Elder Fang, which should be enough for Elder Fang's daily needs. He took his sword and bow, bid farewell to Elder Fang and the villagers, and left Anxi Village. He spent the night in Taigui Market. The next morning, he bought some belongings and food at the market. After asking for directions, he headed for the North Sea.
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