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The snowstorm grew fiercer and fiercer, even the sky seemed to freeze. The entire Little Flood Mountain was covered with a thick silver blanket, and large snowflakes were like catkins dancing in the air, fluttering along with the wind. In the mountains and in the forest, there was nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness. It was a world of silver.

He saw three tall figures slowly walking up the mountain as they formed a shape. They were wearing long, black fur coats, black fur hats, holding long bows in their hands, and long swords hanging from their waists. They were walking on the thick snow, braving the howling wind, searching step by step.

On the hillside, in the snow in front of them, lay a long black shadow. It did not move for a long time, and the snow had almost covered up the shadow. A few hunters approached the black shadow quietly, their arrows already nocked and nocked.

"Slow, he looks like a person."

Suddenly, the middle-aged hunter let go of the bowstring and raised his right hand, stopping the two young hunters. The three of them hesitated for a moment, then kept their bows and arrows, drew their long hunting knife s from their waists, and slowly walked towards the black shadow.

"It's a person!"

Bei Feng whistled as he carried the snowflakes in his hands and swirled between the mountains. He produced a series of whizzing sounds as he slammed his hands against the windows and doors of the dilapidated houses at the foot of the mountain. On the fire pit of the broken house, a Young people laid quietly, a slight smile showing on his handsome face. Several people stood in front of the crater, surrounding him as they whispered to each other.

"Look at this child. He slept for an entire night, so why isn't he awake yet?"

"It's fine, he's just freezing. His body is still warm and he doesn't have a fever. His breath is fine too. Maybe he'll wake up later."

"Bro, just look at how sturdy he is. Who knows? You might not even be able to beat him."

"Look at his fair and clean skin and tender flesh. He is definitely a young master and doesn't have much strength. But he's quite heavy, and when I carried him yesterday, it was like carrying a stone. "

"Whose child is it that sleeps in the snow in broad daylight?"

In his half sleep, Yang Lin indistinctly heard a few people talking. He suddenly flared and involuntarily opened his eyes, and immediately saw four tall figures in front of him. Two middle-aged men and women, and two young men around twenty years old.

They were all dressed in matching outfits, and although there were a few patches on their clothes, they were also clean. They wore beast-skinned overcoats with long hair tied around their heads. Their hands were tucked into their sleeves as they revealed anxious expressions on their faces.

"He's awake."

The youngest boy was the first to notice his movements. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had discovered a miracle. He pulled his hand out from his sleeve, pointed his finger at him, and uttered a sharp scream.

"Are you better?" Can you get up? "

When the middle-aged man saw that he had opened his eyes, he hurriedly asked with concern. The two young men also came over, their eyes full of surprise and joy. The middle aged woman looked at Yang Lin with concern and greeted him, revealing a slight smile.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing the family speak, Yang Lin's heart was ecstatic, he understood that he was saved. As he was on a business trip, he finally got back on the plane but was met with a thunderstorm. Before the flight attendants finished reminding him, he heard the sound of thunder. All that was left in his memory was that flash of lightning, and then he didn't know anything.

He hastily pulled his hands from under the covers and looked closely at them. Looking at his familiar hands, not even the patterns on them changed, he was sure that this was him. Oh god, it was still that pair of big white hands. He couldn't help but feel ecstatic. The heavens were not bad to him even though he fell from such a high sky.

"What's the matter with you?"

The middle-aged man asked in concern, his face full of suspicion. He couldn't understand why the Young people was looking at his hands in such a daze. Or was his brain having a fever? He gently extended his left hand and touched Yang Lin's forehead.

"I'm fine. "Thank you. Thank you for saving me."

No matter what happened, since he had survived, it would be a miracle that he had survived the plane crash. As for why he was still alive, perhaps only the heavens knew, and he might never understand. Who cares about him, as long as he was alive, he was still alive. Yang Lin could not help but smile.

"What's your name?"

With a smile hanging on his face, he looked extremely warm and friendly. It was a typical meeting, and without being polite with Yang Lin, he sat down beside him and started to chat with him happily.

"My name is Yang Lin, what about you?"

"My name is Yang Bao, this is my brother Yang Hu, this is my father, and this is my mother."

"Hello, uncle, auntie, Yang Hu, hello."

The middle aged man seemed to be much heavier, he smiled to Yang Hu and nodded at Yang Lin, treating him as a form of greeting. Yang Hu's mother turned around and left, walking into the house. He took a few sets of clothes from a big wooden chest and handed them over to Yang Lin.

"These are Yang Hu's and Yang Bao's clothes, I can see that you two have similar figures, and should be able to wear them. Get dressed and I'll cook for you. After being frozen in the snow for so long, you should be hungry, right? "

"Thank you."

Yang Lin was courteous for a bit, and then started to put on clothes, but he was immediately stunned, it was not because their clothes were complicated, but because Yang Lin had never seen this kind of ancient style of clothes before, and holding onto a few sets of clothes, turning them over and over again, he did not know if it was Yang Yang's hands. Yang Bao laughed and took the initiative to help Yang Lin put on his clothes.

While wearing the clothes, Yang Lin specially checked his body in detail. He was extremely familiar with every part of his body. Walking down the hole, he stretched his limbs. He found that all the parts on his body were still in good condition, full of vitality. They seemed to be even more energetic than before. This made him feel very gratified, and his mood immediately improved.

Yang Hu and Yang Bao's physiques were really similar to him, their clothes extremely fitting. Wearing a beast-skin coat, the fluffy feeling made his body quickly warm up. He immediately felt mighty and majestic, and he looked somewhat like a hero honorably walking up the mountain.

He looked around. It was a low house, made of mud, with a reed wall, a thatched roof, and a fire pit also made of mud. It seemed that there were only these rooms, and that their clothes, shoes, hats, pots, and pans were all kept in them. Even the cooking stove was built in the house.

"So poor."

What surprised him was that there were a few hunting knife s, bows and arrows, and a few bags of bamboo Arrows hanging on the mud wall. There were also three long Red Cherry Blades leaning against the wall. Yang Lin who liked tools curiously took out a few handfuls of hunting knife, and carefully looked at them for a long time. The hunting knife s had their strengths and weaknesses, the short sword was about two feet long, and it could be grasped with one hand. The blade was light and thin, making it easier to pierce and cut. On the other hand, the long hunting knife's blade was around four feet long and could be grasped with both hands. The long and narrow blade was good for piercing and chopping, just like a saber.

Yang Hu's mother was rather quick, after a while he placed the dishes on the table, there was fish, meat, meat, wine and food, Yang Lin did not recognize any kind of fish, what kind of meat was it, and immediately felt a sweet fragrance, causing his stomach to growl.

"With wine and meat, your lives are pretty good."

"Heh, heh, didn't you come here today? It's been so long since our family has a guest at home, we have to give them a toothpick."

"It tastes so good."

If it weren't for the fact that it was too hot and he didn't dare to drink it too fast, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to taste the delicious fish soup. Yang Lin didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with the Family at all. After drinking a few mouthfuls of fish soup, he finally remembered to raise his head and praise the a few times.

"What kind of fish is this? The smell is so fresh, and it's even more natural. It's unlike those that were raised by humans; it has a fishy smell."

"What?" What did you say? "

The whole family clearly did not understand what Yang Lin was saying. What was pure nature? What artificial breeding? They looked at him with wide, surprised eyes. It was like looking at a monster, and when they were hunting, they would sometimes see a monster as well.

"Do you not understand my Mandarin?"

He had already recognized the family's dialect from the southern parts of Henan Province and the northern part of Anhui Province. How could he not understand the family's language when he was born on the northern border of Henan Province and Hubei Province?

Who knew that Yang Hu shook his head. He did not know what Mandarin was, nor did he know what dialect was, but he felt a sense of novelty towards everything this Young people said. He could not help but grin and continue to speak in his dialect.

"I only understand what you said about the fish being delicious. I don't understand anything else. Where are you from? "

"I am from Jingzhou. "What is this place?"

"This is the Yang Family Villa of Formless Prefecture in the Henan Province."

"The Fiery Gilt Steel?"

Yang Lin muttered softly, his face was filled with suspicions, without this place, where did I land? No, no, I remember most of the county names in the country. Besides, where is the county now? Yang Lin was even more confused now.

Suddenly, a thought flashed across Yang Lin's mind. Could it be that I have traversed through time and space and arrived in ancient times? How could it be okay to fall from that high altitude? Was it the lightning that sent him to ancient times? He hesitated for a moment, a little nervous.

"Uncle, what year is it this year?"

"Light and six years of winter and moon."

"Six years of light?"

Yang Lin was stunned, his guess was confirmed, so he was really in the Ancient Realm. However, this light was not very familiar to him. What dynasty was this? If it was a peaceful and prosperous life, then that would be great. It would be a waste to make a fortune in the business, marry a few wives, and have a family of children.

"Uncle, do you know what's going on in Formless Prefecture?"

"Ah …"

This time, Yang Lin was completely speechless, all the questions just now were all clear, no wonder they were all wearing clothes of such an ancient style, and all of them had long hair, so it turns out that I have come to the ancient era, to the beginning of the Three Kingdoms period! "

Although Yang Lin had studied science, he was still thankful for his modern, stack-filled education. Yang Lin was rather familiar with Chinese history, although he did not remember any light or six years, he was still a fan of the Three Kingdoms. He knew a few slogans, and the next year, in the year 184, Zhang Jiao's yellow scarf peasant uprising broke out.

Heavens, why am I so unlucky! It must have been that bolt of lightning that struck him until ancient times. They say that the probability of being struck by lightning is much less than the probability of winning the lottery, yet I still didn't see it. I didn't even get the chance to win the one hundred yuan prize.

God, I also have elderly parents, gentle wives, and lovely sons. They all cannot leave me. I am the pillar of the family. Without me, would they still have the courage to live?

Suddenly, a wave of sorrow that had never existed before surged into Yang Lin's heart, and his tears could not help but fall out. He quickly cupped his face in his hands, bowed his head, and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying? How did I offend you? "

The middle-aged man saw that Yang Lin had started crying and was a little confused. I didn't say anything, I was just wondering if you were a fool or not, I didn't even say it out loud, what are you crying for?

Yang Lin found it hard to suppress the grief in his heart as he cried in grief. When he lost all his loved ones, the pain in his heart could not be expressed in words. Only by relying on his tears could he lighten the pain in his heart.

The family looked at Yang Lin who was crying and did not know what to say. They did not say anything that made him sad, nor did they do anything that made him sad? He could only sit quietly beside his.

After a long while, Yang Lin finally managed to calm down. The crying gradually subsided, but his brain was working fast. No matter what, since he was already here, he definitely couldn't go back. He had to think of a way to survive. Since the heavens had given him a chance to be reborn, he must live a better life. He couldn't disappoint the heavens, nor could he give up on himself.

It is too late to be sad. Hurry up and think of a way. Later on, how can I tell them where I come from? Where am I going? Where are my family? Where is my friend? The middle-aged man saw that Yang Lin slowly stopped crying and spoke to Yang Lin carefully.

"Sorry for making you sad, we didn't do it on purpose."

Yang Lin slowly stopped crying and raised his head. His eyes were filled with determination. The past is past, and all I have now is the future. I don't have any relatives in this world, but they are all in that world. I hope they can live better in that world.

"I don't blame you. I'm sad for myself. In this world, I don't have any relatives. I traveled everywhere to study, and when I walked here, I met a group of robbers. They stole my clothes and clothes, then knocked me out and threw me into the snow. Fortunately, I met you. I really don't know how to thank you. "

After he finished speaking, Yang Lin lowered his head and cried a few more times, but he was no longer as heartbroken as before, and couldn't even shed a few tears. I don't have any relatives in this world, just in that time and space, and I wish they would live better in that time and space.

Yang Hu's family did not expect him to be from the future. In front of them, there was only a scholar who was in trouble, a scholar who was homeless and had nothing. The traditional virtue of our nation made them understand Yang Lin's pain, so Yang Hu's mother was kind enough to advise him.

"Don't be sad, since there is no one left, we won't be living there. If you still want to study, then leave. If you don't want to study, then stay here with us." In any case, we rely on hunting to survive, so it's not too much to have one extra person, and it's not too little to have one less person. "

Yang Hu's mother looked at Yang Lin with an expression of worship. These days, there weren't many people who could study, much less go out to study.

Yang Bao was even more excited when he heard this. In the future, there would be one more companion for hunting, so going to the mountain would be more lively. Unlike his father and his brother, Yang Bao didn't say anything after entering the mountain.

"Yes, you stay here. From now on, you will follow us into the mountains to hunt. Say that you are my Cousin. Just say that my Cousin's family is in trouble and is here to rely on us. Since they don't know the name of my Cousin, no one has ever seen my Cousin. "

After Yang Hu's mother heard this, he seemed to remember something sad. He stopped eating and revealed a sad look, then looked at Yang Lin and muttered.

"That's right. Ten years passed in a flash. Your uncle's family never came again. I wonder how they are doing." If you meet any villagers in the future, just say that your Cousin is here. "

"Thank you so much."

Seeing the family that they had coincidentally met being so good to him, putting themselves in his shoes, thinking about him, these were pure and simple villagers, Yang Lin's heart felt warm.

"No need to thank me. Do you know how to hunt? No? Then teach me how to read, and I'll teach you how to hunt. "I tell you, my arrows are better than my brother's, and there is no one in our village who can shoot better than me."

"You're bragging again. Dad's better at shooting than you."

Seeing the brothers arguing, Yang Lin took a careful look at their entire family. This was truly a family of giants. As a basketball player, he was also a tall person in that world. But unexpectedly, Yang Hu and Yang Bao were also around the same height.

Yang Hu's father was not very old, and was about the same age as him. It was just that the wrinkles on his face had already crawled all over, but his eyes were bright and spirited. Only Yang Hu and Yang Bao were big guys, and full of vitality.