Take the arsenal to Da Ming

Chapter 2 Black Tiger Village in the Late Ming Dynasty

Tangning felt that she was in a boundless abyss, her body kept falling, and the surroundings were dead silent.

Suddenly, a strong sense of suffocation hit. Tangning was like a drowning person, struggling desperately, opening her mouth wide to try to breathe, but only saw the endless flood rushing fiercely.

"Huh..." Breathing seemed to clear up all of a sudden, Tangning panted heavily, opened her eyes and sat up in shock.

The moment Tangning sat up, he instinctively fell back after digging the grass. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a huge head with stubble all over his face and a hideous scar on his face. Anyone who sees this face suddenly will be shocked.

In fact, Tangning wasn't the only one who was shocked. Scarface was also so frightened that he almost fell back.

The scarred face that came back to his senses suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if he, Song Yuankui, had never seen any scene before, and was frightened like this by a big living person.

But then again, it was too sudden just now, a patient with a pale face, who looked like a dead person, suddenly jumped up and sat up in front of his eyes like a corpse, and he jumped three feet high without being frightened. Not bad.

Song Yuankui gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Quack doctor, quack doctor, cheated me of my money, and said that my nephew can't live for three days. Isn't it good now? Those who can't live for three days will be fine before the next day." Jump up like this?"

The matter of the quack doctor is naturally not important now. Seeing the young man on the bed, Song Yuankui's hideous face suddenly showed a gleam of joy, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern: "Nephew, you have finally woken up. It's been a long time. You, Uncle Yuan Kui, are worried to death. If something happens to you with me, how can I feel sorry for your father. "

Facing Scarface's caring words, Tangning's expression was a little dazed, and his mind was in chaos, because at this moment, a lot of memories that did not belong to him were pouring into his mind.

After a long time, Tangning lowered her head, looked at her hands in disbelief, then looked at the scarred face in front of her, and instinctively exclaimed, "Dig the grass, it's really time-traveled."

After seeing her speaking, Tangning didn't react at all, with a dazed look on her face, Song Yuankui suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

But all of a sudden, Tangning let out another bluff and startled Song Yuankui again, which made him feel even worse.

"Why dig grass? What does time travel mean? There won't be anything wrong with my nephew's head, right?"

Thinking of this, Song Yuankui's face suddenly became more ferocious, and he whispered viciously: "Wang Mazi, my nephew was harmed by you like this. If you don't avenge this revenge, I, Song Yuankui, swear not to be a human being."

In the room besides Song Yuankui and Tangning, there was also a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old with a delicate face. She should be a serving maid. She was twisting a hot towel.

She also noticed the movement here immediately. When she saw Tangning sitting up, she immediately showed a happy smile on her face, but when she saw Song Yuankui, she was obviously a little scared and didn't dare to come over.

Now hearing Song Yuankui's vicious words again, his heart beat faster, and he quietly put the twisted hot towel into the basin, and rubbed it again and again.

Song Yuankui looked at Tangning again, and asked cautiously, "Nephew, do you still know me?"

Looking at the hideous face in front of her, Tangning didn't feel any fear. She thought for a while and said, "Of course I know you. You are Uncle Yuan Kui."

When Song Yuankui heard it, he was overjoyed. This meant that the result was not too bad to be out of control, so he continued to ask: "Nephew, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

Tangning pondered for a moment before replying, "Aside from my head still hurting, I'm just hungry."

Song Yuankui seemed rough, but his mind was delicate. He slapped his head immediately, and quickly lowered his voice as much as possible and said, "In this case, nephew, you should lie down quickly, don't talk, don't think about anything, I'll send someone to find you." doctor."

After comforting Tangning and lying down again, Song Yuankui turned his head to look at the maid who was still twisting the towel, and said softly, "Xiaohuan, come and take care of your young master, let him lie down and not move around, and make some porridge later Pad your stomach, and I will talk about the rest when I find a doctor."

"Yes, yes." The little maid hurriedly agreed.

After explaining, Song Yuankui rushed out in a hurry, and the room became much quieter.

Seeing Song Yuankui leave, the little servant girl became more courageous, and hurriedly walked to the bed with a hot towel, and said in a crisp voice: "Master, it's great that you can wake up."

After all, she was about to wipe Tangning's face with a towel, but Tangning sat up all of a sudden. After lying down for too long, her head was a little dizzy. Now that Song Yuankui had left, he naturally didn't want to lie down anymore.

The little maid was startled, and hurriedly said: "Young master, please lie down quickly..."

The little maid supported Tangning's shoulders, as if she wanted him to lie down again, but her footsteps slipped, and she fell straight down.

Tangning naturally lay down again, but she was knocked down by the little maid.

The little maid immediately stood up and said in a panic, "Master, are you okay? It's all because of Xiaohuan's fault. Xiaohuan is clumsy..."

Thinking of that terrible strange uncle again, the little maid felt that if something happened to the young master, that strange uncle would definitely pick off her skin, and she felt even more disturbed.

Seeing the cute little maid in such a panic, Tangning was a little amused. If she told her the truth about your young master's early death, wouldn't it be more exciting?

Thinking of this, Tangning couldn't help but sigh in her heart, didn't she die in another world too?Otherwise, such weird things like time travel would not have happened.

Time-traveling is just time-traveling, Tangning doesn't object to this kind of thing. After all, there are so many pig feet that were hanging silk before time-traveling. After time-traveling, each individual's life has reached a climax.This is a gift, and it is possible.

But, what the hell is sending Lao Tzu to the end of the Ming Dynasty?It’s still the 16th year of Chongzhen, and the Chinese New Year will soon be here. A few months after the Chinese New Year, the old Chongzhen will die, and the Ming Dynasty will also die.

What's even more tragic is that he still crossed over to the body of a weak scholar, a coward. After his father passed away, he couldn't even keep his family property, and he was blackmailed and blackmailed all day long, and he was worried.

In the end, the ancestral house was all gone, and with the few remaining belongings, a maid, and two servants, he escaped from Chaozhou City, preparing to go to the future father-in-law that he had always been afraid of.

There is no way, the future father-in-law is a bandit, and his face is so fierce, he often wakes up from his dreams at night.It was the first time I went to the place called Heihuzhai, so I didn't dare to go there for the second time.

However, some officials and aristocratic families in Chaozhou City are even more frightening. After weighing for a long time, they are still planning to defect to their future father-in-law.

After all, whether the future father-in-law is a bandit or a pirate, at least he is a family friend with his family. Although his face is a bit scary, he should not bully him.

However, the way to escape was not smooth, and was stopped by another group of bandits on the way. Who knows that bandits, rebels and the like are the most indispensable these days.

Fortunately, the person sent by the future father-in-law arrived in time, but the other party didn't show any face at all. In the confusion, the frightened scholar slipped and fell backwards, hitting the back of his head, and fell into a coma.

(End of this chapter)