Time Traveler

Liu Yan went straight out of the office and saw three comrades standing in the corridor, namely instructor Lei Meng, Zhang Wenbo on the eighth, and Guo Yuhang on the fourteenth. This is also the strongest four-man group in the team. They were the four of them when they went to the United States last time. It's just that Lei Meng was stopped at the customs, and the 8th and 14th died before leaving the army. If the party patriotism had not reversed the process, these two people would not stand here.

Professor Dang had to individually meet each person performing the crossing task, cheer them on, and mobilize before the war. Each of the four team members has ten minutes. After the end, another person is late, thirty-seven and eighteen years old. , Wearing a pair of heavy glasses, not trimmed, slightly dull and dull.

"Let me introduce to you. This is my colleague, the lecturer of the History Department of Jiang University, and the Master of Modern History, Mr. Zhou Jiarui, and he is also your historical guide during this trip." Dang Aiguo said to everyone, "Ms. Zhou is a history master. The industry has the praise of being "clear and idiotic", you must listen to his opinions more, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble. "

　　 Zhou Jiarui bowed to everyone very politely: "I am a weak scholar, I hope everyone will take care of me."

　　 Everyone shook hands with him one by one, and the first impression of this nerd was pretty good.

Party Aiguo said: “Time is tight and tasks are heavy. Let’s talk again when you get there. Now I will give you some precautions. Don’t blame me for talking about it, because this is very important. Important things should be said three times. Don’t interfere, influence, or hinder history. Process."

　　 Liu Yan raised his hand straight and said, "But isn't our purpose to influence history?"

　　 Party patriotism was short-lived when he asked, and he said with a dry cough: "We want to influence the history of a certain family, not the historical trend of the entire country. Specifically, you should follow the advice of Teacher Zhou."

The time is set to travel tonight, and the five people began to prepare to pack. According to the plan, the five-person team is centered on Zhou Jiarui. He is dressed as a rich man and Lei Meng is dressed as a housekeeper. The other three are always following, disguised as a direct attack from Omi. Beijing, find a way to kill George Cunningham in the chaos.

The team must have a clear leader in order to ensure the smooth progress of the task. The party patriot has designated Lei Meng as the commander. After all, he is a soldier and has experience in commanding small units. If Lei Meng dies, the order will be directly commanded by Liu Yan. right.

　　 Everyone has no objection to this distribution.

The task is very difficult, because I only know that Captain Cunningham participated in the Gengzi Incident, but he does not know the number of his unit and the specific time when he entered Beijing. Moreover, even if he knows, he wants to kill a captain officer during the war. Easy thing.

Like last time, the Party Patriotic gave them one month. This is because the maximum recovery time that can be controlled by the traversing technology is only one month. Within this month, if the five-member team fails to complete the task, it will face a choice, or Stay and continue the task, or return without success.

The materials prepared for them are very sufficient. Each set of clothing and two sets of clothes from the late Qing Dynasty are all fabrics and cutting techniques verified by experts. They are meticulous and strictly respect history. The funds are a box of silver dollars and silver ingots. Strings of artificially cultivated pearls that are not very valuable. As for weapons, Zhou Jiarui, the master, is equipped with a Longquan sword, and the butler Lei Meng is equipped with a waist knife. This is on the bright side, and there are five pistols in the dark, of which four are The Colt revolver, a modified Mauser C96 pistol, can be used for automatic bursts. This most powerful gun belongs to Liu Yanzhi.

In the evening, the Bilian minibus with the crossing team drove into Cuiwei Mountain. The moon was sparse and the autumn wind was rustling. Zhou Jiarui couldn't help but write a poem immediately. Everyone was in a good mood. Lei Meng laughed: " Poet, why do people call you idiot?"

Zhou Jiarui said: "The study of history has gone crazy. I am almost four people. I don’t even have a girlfriend. I spend all my time studying history, especially in the late Qing Dynasty. I have been thinking, Why is the modern history of the Chinese nation full of suffering? This turning point was at the end of the Qing Dynasty. We had countless opportunities to change, but each time we missed it. Without the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Qing Dynasty’s national power would not decline rapidly. Without the Boxer Change, China The sovereignty of the country will not be completely lost..."

　　 Guo Yuhang said: "Ms. Zhou, according to your opinion, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is not a good person?"

　　 Zhou Jiarui said sternly: "It's just a bunch of cultists, no less than the rulers of the Qing Dynasty."

　　 Zhang Wenbo said, "What about the Boxers?"

　　 Zhou Jiarui sniffed: "A more evil cultist."

　　 The car was filled with pleasant laughter.

The entire Cuiwei Mountain is the site of the Antai Consortium. At the foot of the mountain, there is a barbed wire fence, and a big sign "Cuiwei Mountain Wildlife Breeding Base" is erected. This is a deceptive trick. In fact, the mountain is under construction and the electronic collider is organized. And the supercomputer laboratory are set up here.

　　 There is a brand new building on the top of the hill. This is the newly completed crossing starting platform. The crossing cabin is ready. After the five-person team arrived, they checked the equipment again and filed into the cabin. They sat down and waited quietly for that moment.

　　Party Patriotic turned on the power personally, a white light flashed, and the five people in the cabin were gone with their luggage.

　　……

　　 Lei Meng opened the hatch, and his probe came out to look around. The air was fresh and drizzle, and the surrounding scenery obviously did not belong to his familiar age.

　　 The five people came out of the transit cabin, looked at each other, and all laughed. They had returned to history, and there was no sense of contradiction between the big braids and the jackets and shoes.

　　 Zhou Jiarui took a deep breath and seemed to be intoxicated: "Daqing, I am here."

　　 Lei Meng said: "Poet, don't be sour, let's go quickly, here is dozens of miles to Omi Mansion."

　　 Zhou Jiarui said: "What are you calling me?"

　　 Lei was startled, then he respectfully said: "Yes, sir."

　　 Everyone laughed and did a full set of the show. Everyone entered their own role. Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang were carrying poles. Liu Yan opened the way straight ahead. Lei Meng supported the oil paper umbrella and accompanied the master slowly down the mountain.

　　 This year’s Cuiwei Mountain is a wild mountain. There is no road at all. The dense trees block the way down the mountain. It is up to Liu Yan to swing a knife straight in front to clear the way. The high-carbon steel knife cuts branches as smooth as melons and vegetables.

　　 The rain is still falling. This is the drizzle of spring. It is drizzle, the washed green hills and lush green hills, looking down at the mountains, the white mist is gracious, and the city walls of the Omen Mansion, dozens of miles away, are vividly visible.

　　 Zhou Jiarui shook his folding fan, pushed away Lei Meng’s support, walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the city in the distance, his lips began to tremble: "Really! It turned out to be true. I am back in the Qing Dynasty, Qing Dynasty!"

　　 Lei Meng said, "Master, I will let you see enough to go back into the city. We have enough money. We can go to Yihongyuan to play and see what the beauty of the missteps in the Qing Dynasty are."

　　 said, he laughed at Zhang Wenbo and others.

　　 Zhou Jiarui put away the folding fan and smiled at Lei Meng: "Butler, you really can't spit out an elephant in your dog's mouth..."

　　 Before the words fell, the stone under Master Zhou suddenly loosened, his footing was unstable, and an onion slipped down.

　　 Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to help. No matter where it was too late, Zhou Jiarui was seen rolling down the steep slope. Although some bushes slowed down the speed of the fall a little bit, they could not save his life.

　　 Lei was dumbfounded, Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang also looked at each other, the historical guidance just died, how the task is going.

　　 Liu Yan leaped straight down the mountain. He acted as agile as an ape. He could fly over walls and walk on steep slopes like flat ground. In a flash, he descended to the foot of the mountain and came to Zhou Jiarui.

　　Ms. Zhou has been bruised all over, the satin robe is shaved by thorns into ragged clothes, the melon cap is missing, and there are blood stains on his face. Try the pulse, it is very weak.

　　 "Old Zhou." Liu Yan shook his body straight, without responding.

　　 looked up, Lei Meng and others had disappeared. They probably took a shortcut down the mountain to meet. Liu Yanzhi checked Zhou Jiarui's limbs again. There were signs of fractures in his right leg and a big bump on his head. He did not rule out the possibility of cerebral hemorrhage.

Liu Yanzhi did not dare to act rashly. While waiting on the spot, he chopped a few sections of bamboo with a knife and tied a simple stretcher. After Lei Meng and others got down, Zhou Jiarui was put on the stretcher, took out a compass and a hand-drawn map, and distinguished the direction. , Heading towards Omi Mansion.

　　 The top priority is to save Zhou Jiarui’s life. Without this historical guidance, the next step cannot be carried out.

　　 The rain is getting heavier and heavier. The clothes of the four of them are soaked, but they insisted on moving forward. The road down the mountain is muddy, and the cloth shoes on the bottom are filled with mud. Every step is difficult.

　　 There was an antique building in front of him. Liu Yan wiped the rain off his face and said, "There is a temple in front."

　　 Lei Meng has been holding an umbrella to protect Zhou Jiarui from wind and rain. He is the commander of the crossing team, and he has to decide whether to avoid the rain.

　　 "Speed ​​up to avoid the rain." Lei Meng ordered.

　　 Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang accelerated their paces carrying the stretcher.

A quarter of an hour later, the team arrived outside the Guandi Temple. This is an unattended temple with only one room. There was a mule cart parked outside the door. A bunker stood at the door watching them warily, his waist Hanging a knife.

　　 "Let me read. UU read www.uukanshu.com" Liu Yan said straight, "We have wounded."

　　 "Go elsewhere, our lady is sheltering from the rain in it." The man shouted, Omi's accent is very strong, some of them are moldy dialects like the old grandmother at home.

　　"Your house opened the temple?" Liu Yan rushed.

　　 The man held the handle of the knife in his hand, and added a tone of voice: "Inside are the servants of the prefect!"

Originally, Liu Yanzhi was already ready to draw his sword. Hearing the word prefect, he immediately changed his mind, took out an eagle from his arms and handed it over: "Big brother, please help me. Our master fell down from the mountain. I was seriously injured and caught in the rain again, I'm afraid my life will be hard to save."

　　 The man picked up Ying Yang, looked at the person on the stretcher, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll tell you."

　　 After a short while, the man came out of the temple and gave his hand: "Our lady invites you to go in to avoid the rain."

　　 "It's disturbing." Liu Yanzhi also bowed his hand.

　　 Lei Meng cast his approving gaze, waved his hand, and the two team members carried the unconscious Teacher Zhou into the Guandi Temple.

　　 The prefects’ family members have moved to the side of the temple, giving them half of the space. Liu Yanzhi once again thanked him, but saw a familiar face.

　　Ebrows are swept lightly, and the eyes are like water, isn’t that Zhen Yue!

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