The old man invited Lu Ning into the house. The house was very simple and there was nothing decent in it. It was even poorer than the poor families in the old society depicted in movies and television. The old man poured a bowl of cold water for Lü Ning.
After expressing his thanks, L??Ning lifted the bowl and took a sip. When he put it down, he was shocked. The bowl was made of rough clay. Although L??Ning was an amateur in antiques, he was absolutely sure that the value of the bowl was extraordinary. This made L??Ning even more unable to imagine. Using such an expensive bowl to hold water, wasn't he afraid of accidentally breaking it? With such an expensive bowl in hand, how could he still be so poor? Such a thing could be sold for a good price all over the world.
The old man saw the change in Lü Ning's expression and thought that Lü Ning was not used to drinking cold water, so he said politely to Lü Ning,""Sir, if you're not used to drinking cold water, I'll go in and boil it again before drinking.”
Lu Ning knew that the old man had misunderstood him. His shocked expression made the old man suspicious. He smiled at the old man and said,"No need, no need. Cold water is quite good and sweet. I like it very much.”
The old man heard Lu Ning's sincerity and did not stand on ceremony. He casually said,"Sir, are you passing by?"
When Lu Ning heard the old man's question, he sighed and said helplessly,""Yes, old man. I accidentally got lost. I originally came here to ask for directions, but I couldn't get a clear answer after asking for a long time.”
The old man saw the helpless look on Lü Ning's face. Moreover, he was dressed so strangely and was quite young. Why couldn't he ask for directions? What was going on? "Then where are you going?”
Lu Ning glanced at the old man and replied seriously,""I'm preparing to return to Shangri-La, but I don't know how to get there.”
The old man shook his head and said,""I've never heard of Shangri-La. There's no such place near us.”
After hearing this, Lu Ning was extremely depressed. How was this possible! How could they not know about Shangri-La? Lu Ning did not give up and asked the old man if he knew Kunming. The old man still shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
"Have you heard of Yunnan Province?”The old man still shook his head. Lu Ning then asked the old man if he knew Mizhi. That was a metropolis in northern Myanmar. The entire northern part of Myanmar was under the control of Mizhi. If they were the Deqin Gang in northern Myanmar, they would definitely know.
However, to Lü Ning's surprise, the old man still shook his head at Lü Ning, indicating that he did not know. Lü Ning gave up this time. He knew that he could not find the way here no matter what. It seemed that he had walked into a poor valley. Perhaps this place was really isolated from the outside world. The next step was to continue in the established direction and continue to move east.
Lu Ning took a sip of water and casually said to the old man,"Old man, where does this place belong to?”
After the old man heard Lu Ning's words, he immediately said without thinking,""This place belongs to Mayi."
Lu Ninggang did not take Mayi seriously when he heard it. After all, there were too many place names. Who would remember all of them? However, he still muttered in a low voice, Mayi, Mayi. He thought to himself, What the hell is this place? Why haven't I heard of it before?
At this moment, Lü Ning heard a soft cry coming from the old man's house, and there was something very sad in the cry. "Old man, is there something difficult to solve in your family?" Lu Ning asked casually. It must be the crying of a child. It sounded very sad.”
The old man sighed and said in a low voice,""Sir, you don't know. That's my daughter, Guihua, crying. A few days ago, a group of Horse Gang came to our village. My daughter was not careful and could not hide in time. One of the leaders of the Horse Gang saw her and said that he would marry my daughter in three days to be the wife of the bandit chief. If they didn't agree, they would have to kill all the people in the village, so they had no choice but to agree to the Horse Gang's request. However, my daughter refused to agree, but there was no way to solve it.”
Hearing the old man's words, L??Ning found it very strange. There were still horse bandits now? What kind of situation is this? Is he bluffing? "Old man, what era is it now? Why are there horse thieves? Didn't the local police care? Even Zheng Fu doesn't care?"
After hearing what Lü Ning said, the old man looked at Lü Ning and felt that Lü Ning had asked the wrong question. Lü Ning did not understand why he would answer such a stupid question. However, the old man still said to Lü Ning seriously,"Sir, it is now the third month of the fourth year of Zhongping. Not only do horse thieves often come to rob us, but even the cavalry of Xianbei barbarians and Xiongnu barbarians will come to rob us. When we encounter those barbarians, our villagers can only escape to the mountains to take refuge. As for the police and political axes that Sir mentioned, I don't understand them, nor do I know what they are. However, the government in Mayi hasn't been in charge for many years.”
When Lu Ning first heard the old man say that it was the fourth year of Zhongping, he didn't pay much attention to it. But when he heard about the Xianbei barbarians and the Xiongnu barbarians, Lu Ning was dumbstruck and couldn't speak for a long time. The shock in his heart was too strong. The Xiongnu and Xianbei tribes had been extinct for thousands of years. How could they say that there were Xiongnu and Xianbei cavalry? What kind of joke was this?
If there were Xianbei and Xiongnu, then wouldn't the fourth year of Zhongping be the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? How could this be possible? This phenomenon of time travel only appeared in movies and television. That was made up by the director to deceive people. How could it happen in real life? This was too funny. Could it be that he had really transmigrated?
Lu Ning was extremely shocked. It wasn't that he didn't believe the old man's words, but that he was just dreaming. After a long time, Lv Ning calmed himself down and asked the old man carefully with a smile,""Old man, do you think it's the fourth year of Zhongping in the Han Dynasty?”
When the old man heard Lu Ning's question, he looked at Lu Ning again. His gaze meant that he was not an idiot, was he? If he didn't even know what era it was now, wouldn't he be an idiot? The old man didn't look down on him and answered seriously,""Sir, it is indeed the fourth year of Zhongping in the Han Dynasty.”
After hearing the old man's definite answer, Lu Ning's heart trembled. How was this possible? How could he return to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty two thousand years ago? Was this a joke?
Lu Ning pinched his thigh hard. It was painful. He knew that he was not dreaming, but he still could not face it. Wasn't this a fantasy?
The fourth year of Zhongping was 187 AD. The rebellion of the Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Jiao was in 184 AD, which was only three or four years from now. Time travel had really happened to him.
Oh my god, how did I end up in the late Eastern Han Dynasty? That was an era where people died every day. According to historical records, in the sixty years since the Yellow Turban Army started the war, the population of the Great Han Dynasty fell from sixty million to about ten million. Moreover, countless people starved to death and froze to death. All kinds of plagues and natural disasters continued. That was an era of chaos among the feudal lords. Then came the chaos of the Five Nations, which lasted for more than 300 years. That was the dark age of the Han Dynasty, and it was also a huge disaster.
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