Laifu Inn

This is the name of the inn where Yang Feng lives now. The inn is not big, only about five or six hundred square meters. The guest room where Yang Feng lives is even smaller. There is only one table and a chair except for a bed. After all, Yang Feng is embarrassed now, so it is better to save some money.

With the help of the bright moonlight from outside the window, Yang Feng sat on the chair next to the window and carefully pondered the bronze mirror in his hand.

This bronze mirror is only the size of a palm, probably because of its age. The mirror is already rusty, but what is strange is that when the moonlight shines on the mirror, there are faint silver lights flashing in some places on the mirror that are not eroded by rust. Moreover, in Yang Feng's view, these silver lights seem to be quite spiritual.

Looking at the place where the light was shining on the mirror, Yang Feng just wanted to suck his hand. This really fits the old saying, you won’t die if you don’t commit suicide. Speaking of which, this bronze mirror is an old object passed down by Yang Feng’s ancestors. Yang Feng has been keeping it in a box since his parents died of illness. Even a few days ago, Yang Feng accidentally took out the bronze mirror and suddenly had a whim to wipe off its rust and restore its original appearance. So the next "tragedy" happened.

In Yang Feng's opinion, it should be no difficulty to grind off the rust of this bronze mirror. It can be done in more than ten minutes at most. However, when Yang Feng took it personally, he found that the rust on the bronze mirror was far beyond his expectations. When Yang Feng rubbed it hard with a whetstone for nearly half an hour, he could only let the bronze mirror reveal a little bit of light.

When Yang Feng was doing all this, it was just night. Yang Feng was also surprised to find that when he rubbed the bronze mirror with a grinding stone, the moonlight shot out of the window would emit a faint silver light on the grinded mirror. This light was extremely soft and intoxicating at first glance. Yang Feng was surprised at first and then surprised. Even if he was stupid, he knew that this bronze mirror passed down from ancestors was nine out of ten. As long as he polished the rust of the bronze mirror and let the bronze mirror shine again, as long as he got it in the treasure appraisal column, he would definitely be sold at a high price, so that he could have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Yes, this is Yang Feng’s most real idea at that time. This is the subconscious reflection of a young man who was twenty-two years old but had no house or car, had no girlfriend, had both parents and worked alone in a big city when he saw a baby that was probably worth a lot of money.

With desire, there will naturally be motivation. When he thought that his future life was likely to change because of this treasure, Yang Feng wiped the grinding stone in his hand more diligently, but the tragedy also happened. After Yang Feng continued to wipe for more than ten minutes, he saw that the bronze mirror was about to gradually shine with its original brilliance, the originally soft light on the mirror suddenly became grand, and then a ray of light wrapped around Yang Feng. When the light disappeared a few seconds later, Yang Feng and the bronze mirror disappeared from the rental house.

When the silver light dissipated, Yang Feng found that he was already in the woods in the wilderness. After a night in the wilderness, Yang Feng finally came to a village and saw many ragged and pale-faced villagers who could only be seen on TV. After some inquiry, he was stunned when he learned that he had come to the Ming Dynasty. Although many novels are popular nowadays, such time travel is not what Yang Feng expected. Yang Feng, who came to the Ming Dynasty in a hurry, had only a few coins commonly known as steel slap.

As a 21st century person who often reads online literature, young people are naturally familiar with time travel. Many people are fantasizing about how good they would be if they travel to ancient times. They use their knowledge and abilities to kill all sides. However, Yang Feng can use his own painful lessons to tell those arrogant and ambitious young people how cruel the ancient life was.

Looking at the vigilant gaze of the villagers in this strange village, Yang Feng's heart was cold as cold as today's weather. He was so cold and hungry that he finally exchanged a few coin left on his body with a half-believing old farmer's hand with a few coarse grain cakes mixed with a large amount of wild vegetables. When Yang Feng tasted the first bite, a bitter and astringent smell almost filled Yang Feng's taste buds. After taking a bite, Yang Feng almost threw away the remaining coarse grain cakes. If such a thing were only for feeding pigs in the 21st century, it would be a life-saving thing for Yang Feng at this time.

In this way, Yang Feng stayed in this nameless small mountain village for the time being. Yes, it can only be described as idle. Because no one was willing to take him in, Yang Feng could only beg the old farmer who sold him coarse grains and cakes to take him in for two nights. At first, the old farmer was a little unhappy, but in the end, Yang Feng took out another coin for him, and the old farmer reluctantly agreed to sleep in his woodshed.

After staying in the woodshed with airy and smelly sides for two days, Yang Feng was sure that even if Einstein came in such a ghost place, he would be dissatisfied. If he stayed here again, he would starve to death in less than half a month. The reason was very simple. A young man who lived in the 21st century and had never done farm work since he was a child, and his body was not hard-working and grains were not distinguished. In such an environment, he was a waste.

In the past two days, Yang Feng had not studied this part and brought him to the culprit from the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, every night in the past two days, the sky will be covered by thick dark clouds. Not to mention the moonlight in the sky, there is not even half a candlelight. Don’t expect this old farmer to kindly hold him half or light an oil lamp or something. These days, candles and lamp oil are luxury accessories. Not to mention whether the old farmer has it at home, even if someone does not use it for you.

Many novels have plots where the protagonist meets a kind-hearted person to give you food and drink after a difficult situation, and even the plot of his own daughter may be worthy of you, but reality is the backbone. If you have this idea, take a shower and go to bed as soon as possible. Yang Feng is sure that if you don’t do something tomorrow, the old farmer will definitely drive him out. As for compassion, or something... can this thing be eaten?

After sleeping in the firewood for another night, Yang Feng finally realized that if he continued to stay here, he would only die. So he decided to leave the village and go to Nanjing City, which is more than ten miles away from the village. He told the old farmer's family early in the morning and left the village without hesitation. Everyone understood what happened next.

Moreover, in the past two days, Yang Feng discovered a strange thing. After wiping it by him before coming to this time and space, the bronze mirror had already shown some signs of smoothness, but after coming to this time and space, some rust that had been wiped off by him began to appear again, and there was a tendency to gradually recover from the ocean. Looking at this phenomenon that obviously violated common sense, a word appeared in Yang Feng's mind... The divine object was obscured.

The consequence of this was that Yang Feng had to pick up the grinding stone again and began to rub against the bronze mirror. As the rust slowly faded away, the mirror began to reveal the original true face of Mount Lu. The mirror absorbed more and more moonlight. Almost half an hour later, when the entire light surrounded Yang Feng, Yang Feng's body, who was rubbing against the bronze mirror, suddenly stiffened, and a feeling of familiarity and strangeness surged throughout his body.

A warm current began to pour into his body from the outside, and then a sense of comfort from the inside out spread throughout his body, making his whole body flutter. This feeling was so intoxicating that when Yang Feng woke up, he realized that he had returned to his familiar place.

"ah……"

A scream with surprise, excitement and unknown emotions rang out in the Chunjiang Garden Community. The sound was so loud in the quiet night that most of the community was alarmed by the scream.

"Who is so stupid that he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he's busy reincarnation!"

"Hoshinima, I'm looking for death!"

Soon, waves of Nanjing dialect curses came out of the community, scaring Yang Feng, who had wanted to howl a few times, so scared him to swallow his voice back into his stomach.

"I'm back, I'm finally back!"

Looking at the familiar beauty of setting up the bed with simple wooden boards next to him, looking at the beautiful woman smiling at her in the pictorial hanging on the bedside, Yang Feng, who was a little disbelief, pinched his thigh again. When a piercing pain came into his mind, Yang Feng finally believed that he had finally returned to the familiar era.

When Yang Feng finally calmed down a little, his first move was like most people, and he took the second-hand Sony Escort K700c mobile phone at the bedside. When he pressed the button, the dish screen on the phone immediately lit up. When Yang Feng saw the date of January 2, 2006 that appeared on the screen, the original heart was relieved.

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I finally didn't travel once, and it was a tragic scene of a hundred years of life when I came back."

After calming down, Yang Feng often let out a breath and then collapsed on the chair. When he felt his stomach started to roar, he was looking for something to sacrifice his internal organs, but he felt a sticky feeling on his body. He reached out and touched it, and a black and sticky thing immediately appeared on his hands, and then a disgusting stench also spread into his nose.

"Well……"

"here we go again……"

Yang Feng screamed. Before he could speak, he immediately took off his clothes as quickly as possible, and then rushed into the bathroom beside him.

An hour later, Yang Feng, who had finally washed the dirt on his body, walked out of the bathroom.

He let out a long sigh and sat on the chair. When he recalled the energy of the past few days, he always felt like he was lingering in his heart. The malicious eyes of several second-rate men in that nameless village and the indifference and thief-like attitude of the yellow-faced villagers in the village were still fresh in memory. If he hadn't used a few coins in his pocket to buy a few coarse grain cakes that he didn't even bother to eat from the old farmer, he would have starved to death.

The above experience made Yang Feng really unable to feel good about the people of that era. Although Yang Feng also understood that the villagers who could not even eat enough could not feel sympathy for an outsider, he just couldn't overcome this hurdle in his heart.
Chapter completed!