"All nations admire the God of the Capital, and the rituals and music are erected and beautiful, and the beautiful atmosphere is locked in the Dragon City."

Since the founding of Taizu of the Northern Song Dynasty, the rules and regulations were prepared at the beginning, and the world gradually became peaceful. Later, the seven emperors were reorganized, and the government was harmonious, leading to the eight deserts and fighting together, all countries were connected, and the Central Plains was prosperous in a prosperous era.

As the saying goes, "Heaven in heaven, Suzhou and Hangzhou in the world!"

Located on Liangzhe Road, Hangzhou Prefecture is connected to the canal in the north and the sea in the east, with developed water transportation. Since the opening of the Maritime Bureau in the second year of Xianping of Emperor Zhenzong, boats and oars on the Qiantang River have radiated and circulated, and they can't see the beginning and end of the world. The goods from the West are gathered without toes, and they are rich and rich, and everything is rich.

Hangzhou customs, luxury in all seasons, enjoying and enjoying the sun is endless. There is a lovely lake in the west and a river tide in the east. They are all fascinating and fascinating.

In March, on the banks of Xizi Lake, the lake water is blue in the sky. The boat is painted and sleeps when listening to the rain, it is light and clear and beautiful.

A long dike flies north and south, divides West Lake into two halves, and is decorated with bridges to clear the connections.

There were bamboos on both sides of the long dike, fragrant forests were scattered, wild flowers were fragrant in the middle, and beautiful trees were beautiful. It was built by Su Shi, the former governor. Later generations thought of his achievements and called Su Dike, and then planted willows everywhere. By the Yuanfu period, it had already reached a considerable scale.

The ten scenic spots of West Lake are charming and colorful, and they express the charm of Jiangnan. The red man and green woman travel between the mountains and lakes, making the magical scenery even more vivid.

It was sunset and the sky was red. The men and women under the green willows in Su Di stood up and stretched their waists. It was the end of the lake and were about to leave.

A young man with a disheveled hair and ragged clothes appeared on Sudi with a backpack covered in mud and grass. He was so scared that the crowd around him avoided him from afar. He pointed at the young beggar and kept scolding him.

The boy was not afraid at all. He had just passed a long journey to reach West Lake. After a little discerning direction, he hurriedly left.

On Lingyin Mountain, not far from West Lake, there are beautiful trees and pleasant scenery. Between Feilai Peak and the North High Peak, there is an ancient temple in the deep mountains called Jingde Temple. It was built during the Eastern Jin Dynasty and was originally named Lingyin Temple. It is said that there are immortals hidden here.

Jingde Temple is full of incense, and countless pilgrims come from all over the world, causing the surrounding mountains and forests to be filled with clouds and mist, and the Buddha's fragrance lingers, making it look like a fairyland.

The young man came all the way to the gate of Jingde Temple. When he looked up at the three gilded characters "Jingde Temple" above, his expression suddenly solidified.

"Damn it! It turns out it's not a dream! When I entered, it was Lingyin Temple, but why did it become Jingde Temple after I came out?"

The boy couldn't help complaining, and with a strong reluctance, he entered and exited the temple gate repeatedly, and then looked at the name of the temple above. It was still the three words Jingde Temple, without any change.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered!

The boy suddenly fell to the ground sadly, staring at the three words Jingde Temple in a daze.

His name is Yang Fan. He was originally a small courier. He sent a courier to Lingyin Temple in Lingyin Mountain three days ago. He never thought that he would encounter a strange incident. After coming out, he traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty thousands of years ago.

During this period, Yang Fan's situation was so sad. He walked on the streets of the Song Dynasty like a dream. The rate of turning back was as high as 100%. He had no household registration and identity cards, and no road guides to walk. Because of his strange clothes and strange words and deeds, he was reported by local people many times. The government regarded him as a spy and arrested him everywhere, causing him to flee everywhere and ended in danger of life and death several times. If Yang Fan had not been smart and clever and dressed up as a disgusting beggar, he might have been arrested by the officers and soldiers as spies, and even had his head cut.

Whenever Yang Fan thinks of this, he feels cold on the back of his neck.

How to survive in this era has become the most urgent thing for Yang Fan.

However, since he came, he would be at ease. Yang Fan was not so pessimistic. He never knew how to write the word "submission", so he was not afraid. At least he knew some history about the Northern Song Dynasty and thought it would be of great use to him in the future, so he quickly calmed down.

In this era, he had no relatives and friends to join, and had no money to live in a hotel. The monks in the temple were not so noble that they could stay as a beggar to stay, so Yang Fan could only find an uninhabited cave near Lingyin Mountain to temporarily settle down.

As night fell, Yang Fan raised a bonfire, leaned against the rock wall of the cave, lit a cigarette, closed his eyes and thought about his future.

Lingyin Mountain is not so quiet under the dark night. There are so many jackals, tigers and leopards. From time to time, you can hear a few wild wolf howls. Yang Fan subconsciously pressed his hand on his waist and felt a sense of security when he touched his baton.

As a courier, Yang Fan needs to contact all kinds of people. When facing various social situations, he naturally has to be more careful. Therefore, he ordered an authentic ASP baton from the United States to defend himself by mail from the United States.

It is precisely because of this ASP baton that Yang Fan was able to escape from the swords of the officers and soldiers who were chasing him.

At this time, Yang Fan noticed his backpack, and thought that there were some express parcels inside that were not delivered, and he couldn't help but lit up.

In just a few days, Yang Fan had experienced several deaths. Yang Fan was very dedicated and did not throw away the backpack. He thought he would soon return to his era, but at this moment he had already given up that idea. Since he could not go back, there was no need to deliver those express parcels again. They would become his only property in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Opening the backpack, Yang Fan took out the express packages in turn, first looked at the recipient's name, said something sorry for returning it in the future, and then took it apart one by one.

"Sunglasses! Apart from increasing the return rate when installing B, it seems that it is not very useful!" Yang Fan picked up the first small box, glanced at the recipient's name, and the other party was Song Jiang. After opening it, he found that it was sunglasses, so he put it on and tried it, then shook his head and put it aside.

"Li Shishi takes it! Uh... the sexy underwear!" Yang Fan opened the second package and saw that it was all women's underwear. He immediately blushed and threw it aside silently.

"Damn it! The traditional version of "Dao Zang"? Who can understand?" Yang Fan opened another express box and found that there was a traditional book called "Dao Zang". He was very disappointed and glanced at the recipient's name and said, "Zhao Ji, I express my serious despise you!"

Taking "Daozang" aside, Yang Fan continued to unpack other express parcels.

"Football? Still a famous brand!" Yang Fan's eyes lit up. He was a football fan. Although the national team was so bad that it could not be any more bad, he still hoped that one day the national team would be able to rise up and play football with his colleagues when he was fine, so he was very happy when he saw football.

In addition, the packaging box also comes with a pump, air needle, net pocket and other gifts, and the recipient's name is Gao Qiu.

"Gao Qiu? This name feels so familiar!" Yang Fan didn't remember it for a while, and then put it aside after playing with it.

"Damn it! Ximen Qing! Someone dares to call this name!" Yang Fan picked up another express package with dog food written on it. When he saw that the recipient's name was Ximen Qing, he was shocked.

After opening it, Yang Fan found that it was not dog food, but a lot of medicine bottles with various words "divine weapons" on it. He couldn't help but exclaim: "All kinds of divine weapons! As expected, this guy who dared to call Ximen Qing is indeed well deserved!"

The next few express parcels were all men's and women's clothes, cosmetics, daily necessities and other items, which seemed to be of much use to Yang Fan.

Until the last express parcel was opened, Yang Fan thought.

The last package is very long and heavy, and it says Yue Fei's collection. It contains a Tang sword with exquisite workmanship. It looks like the words "Lieyan", "Bailian Crystal Pattern" written on the accompanying collection certificate, "Shengjian Blade", "Shanghai" and "Hardness" of 65".

Men are generally very passionate about swords and swords, and Yang Fan is no exception. Ebony gold-plated equipment, purely hand-carved dogwood patterns, embedded with sapphire, highlighting the luxury. You can see at a glance that this flame knife is of great value.

Pressing the self-locking, Yang Fan pulled out the knife to take a closer look. The knife was twenty-eight inches long, with a blood groove under the back of the knife. The blade was red, and it seemed to be coated with a layer of nickel-chromium alloy as a protective layer. The pattern on it was like a burning flame. The circular knife was engraved with hollow Kui Niu beast patterns. He held the long handle of the knife in both hands, and the black exquisite winding was beautiful. Although it was not cut, it was domineering. The hardness was as high as 65, so it was easy to cut iron and steel bars.

This Tang sword is worth at least 100,000 yuan in modern times, and in ancient times it was definitely a peerless treasure sword that cuts iron like mud.

The knife was very heavy, weighing five kilograms, and it was obvious that it was full of materials. Yang Fan held the Flame Sword in both hands and waved it casually. The tiger and tiger were full of wind, and suddenly felt a sense of power and domineering.

After being excited for a while, Yang Fan suddenly calmed down and realized a problem.

"Zhao Ji, Song Jiang, Li Shishi, Ximen Qing, Gao Qiu, Yue Fei, these people seem to be all the people of the Northern Song Dynasty at present, how could it be so coincidental? Could it be that the mysterious express delivery of these people is the real reason why I traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"Damn it! You must share the names with these people if you want to give them a name!" Yang Fan immediately complained.

However, he quickly changed his mind: "If I deliver all these express delivery to these people, can I return to my time?"

Yang Fan boldly thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. He would not give up any hope. However, when he looked at Yue Fei's name again, he suddenly realized a problem.

"My little friend Yue Fei seems to be still sipping somewhere! Do you have to wait until more than twenty years before you can hand over this flame knife to him?"

More than twenty years! The flowers have all faded!

Yang Fanguang felt like he was about to collapse after thinking about it!

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Chapter completed!