Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 136 Sixteen years ago, the rescue team found Wang Mang's remains on the mountain.
"What is the Son of the Plane?" Wang Mang asked in confusion, having never heard of this new term.

"This word is used by modern people to describe Liu Xiu. It means that his luck is too good, abnormally good, so people suspect that his existence is just to defeat you." Su Jiahe explained.

"Well... well, I actually suspected that too. In the past five thousand years, I've never seen anyone as unlucky as me."

"Uncle Wang, don't worry about it for now. You're so old, and you've been hit by a meteorite. You should go to the hospital."

After Su Jiahe finished speaking, she drove Wang Mang to the nearest hospital.

"Uncle, why are you covered in injuries?" The doctor asked doubtfully when he saw Wang Mang's condition.

"I'm fine, I just had a fight with someone." Wang Mang said casually.

"Wow, you are really strong even at this age. You can still fight with others." The doctor was surprised.

Fortunately, Wang Mang was in good health. Although he had multiple injuries, they were not serious. He was given some medicine for injuries and went home.

"Today's hospitals are so advanced that registration is self-service. I can't keep up with the times." Wang Mang couldn't help but sigh after returning from the hospital.

"Uncle Wang, in which year did you travel to ancient times?"

"About fifteen or sixteen years ago. Time flies so fast, and I'm already an old man."

"So, you traveled back in time and usurped the throne, right?"

"Yes." Wang Mang openly admitted his act of usurping the throne.

"No wonder people say 'Wang Mang was humble before he usurped the throne'. It turns out it's not Wang Mang who has changed, but the person who has changed." Su Jiahe couldn't help but laugh. "By the way, are you traveling through time in spirit or in body?"

"The soul travels through the body? What does that mean?" Wang Mang asked again with a confused look on his face.

"Soul travel means your consciousness travels through time and attaches itself to someone else, while physical travel means you travel through time and attach yourself to someone else."

"Oh, that's what I mean. Then I should be wearing flesh. After all, I still look like the original."

"Then where did the original Wang Mang go? Didn't the people around you notice that he was replaced?" Su Jiahe asked in confusion.

"I don't know either. Anyway, when I woke up that day, I found myself traveling back to ancient times. A group of people were crying around me. When they saw me wake up, they all said that I was seriously ill and was about to die, but suddenly came back to life."

"Ah? Then according to your description, it should be soul transmigration." Su Jiahe was even more confused.

"For some reason, they all mistook me for the original Wang Mang. I was confused at first, but then I just decided to go along with it. Since I've already arrived in ancient times, I might as well use my advantage as a time traveler to achieve something."

After listening to Wang Mang's story, Su Jiahe was confused.

"Your situation is very special. Let me take you to see someone. Maybe he can explain it to you."

In the afternoon, Su Jiahe brought Wang Mang to Chen Ou’s “Listening to Fragrance in a Small Town”.

"Miss Su, who are you taking me to see? You're being so mysterious."

"Uncle Wang, he is a man of special status. Perhaps he can solve the mystery of your time travel."

Chen Ou was sleeping in the store. When he heard Su Jiahe's voice, he sat up from the sofa in the booth, lifted the blanket covering him, and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Su Jiahe, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"Chen Ou, I brought someone..."

"Why did you bring friends here to drink in broad daylight today?"

Chen Ou stood up lazily and met Wang Mang's gaze. He suddenly shuddered and all sleepiness disappeared.

"Hey, why do you look so familiar to me?" Wang Mang showed a very surprised expression when he saw Chen Ou.

"Do you two know each other?" Su Jiahe saw the two people's unusual reactions and felt that there was a story behind it.

"What's your name?" Chen Ou asked after a long pause. "I am Wang Mang."

"Wang Mang?" Chen Ou opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he saw.

"Chen Ou, he is the Wang Mang who traveled to the Han Dynasty." Su Jiahe said.

"Brother Wang, is it really you? You are finally back!" Chen Ou rushed forward and hugged Wang Mang.

"Are you Chen Ou? More than ten years have passed and I didn't dare to recognize you. I didn't expect that I could come back alive and see you again." Wang Mang also hugged Chen Ou tightly.

Su Jiahe stood aside, watching an emperor from history books and a modern person hugging each other and crying, recognizing each other as relatives, and found the scene inexplicably strange.

"You two really know each other?"

The two cried together for a while before their emotions gradually calmed down.

"Brother Wang, we meet again after a long time, we should celebrate properly." Chen Ou said, taking out a bottle of red wine from the bottom of the cabinet and placing it on the table.

Wang Mang took the bottle and looked at the date on it.

"The vintage of this wine is sixteen years ago."

"It was originally prepared for you, but you disappeared that day, so I have kept this bottle of wine." Chen Ou said.

"You two must have been very good friends before." Su Jiahe had never realized that Chen Ou, who had always been a loner, could be so affectionate and loyal.

"Yes, although there is a thirty-year age difference between us, we are friends regardless of age."

Chen Ou poured wine for Wang Mang and the two began to reminisce about the past.

During their conversation, Su Jiahe learned that Wang Mang was once a lively and unrestrained uncle who met Chen Ou by chance and became good friends.

Sixteen years ago, time-travel novels were just becoming popular. Back then, Wang Mang frequently fantasized about traveling back to ancient times and using modern knowledge to achieve great things. Finally, one day, Wang Mang went on a mountain adventure alone and was never heard from again.

"I never dreamed that my dream of traveling through time would actually come true." Wang Mang couldn't help laughing when he talked about the past.

"Brother Wang, I have always suspected that the Wang Mang in history was you, and it turns out to be true." "But how did Uncle Wang travel through time?" Su Jiahe still wanted to figure out this question.

"Yes, why am I exactly the same as the original Wang Mang after I traveled through time?" Wang Mang was also very puzzled.

Chen Ou fell silent for a moment, drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp, and sighed.

"Brother Wang, let me tell you the truth. Don't be sad."

"It's okay, just tell me, I can accept anything." Seeing Chen Ou hesitating like this, Wang Mang became even more curious.

"Actually, the rescue team found you not long after you disappeared while climbing..." Chen Ou suddenly stopped talking here.

"What did you find?" Wang Mang continued to ask.

Su Jiahe, who was sitting next to him, remained silent, with a bad feeling in his heart.

"Brother Wang, they found your body."

After Chen Ou finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Ah? I'm already dead?" Wang Mang was incredulous. "But I'm still here, aren't I?"

"If that's the case, then Uncle Wang's soul must have traveled through time, but his body is still his own." Su Jiahe was also puzzled.

"No, your current body is not yours, but that of Wang Mang from the Han Dynasty," said Chen Ou.

"What? Not mine?"

"Yes, you happened to travel through time and space and became a person with the same name, age, and appearance."