Chapter 6 Keep up with the trend of crossing

"Dad, you can let me go now." An Qiaoya stared at his hand on his waist. In ancient times, did a father hold his daughter like this? It's strange that this scene was not understood by the audience as a father and daughter.

"Daughter, do you reject your father's hugging you like this? I thought you liked to hold you like this for your father when you were a child!" The middle-aged man obediently let go of her waist, but still looked at her with a pitiful face, and his mouth under his beard bent down aggrievedly.

Mygod! Still acting! Is it unfinished?

"Dad, I don't care what the hell you are filming or where you got me. I really have to leave now, or I will miss the plane." The company pays for the trip. If the flight is delayed, she has to pay for it. She won't do such a loss.

"Jia, you are talking nonsense again. How can chickens fly? And this is your home. Where are you going? The middle-aged man put his hand on her head and patted her on the head like a puppy, and his eyes were full of pity. Look at you, how thin you have become after a serious illness. Later, I will ask Aunt Liu to stew a few pots of chicken soup to make up for it.

With that, he couldn't help pulling Anchoa back.

And An Joa's mind was still in a mess at this time, and she didn't resist much and let him pull away.

I don't know why, when I just heard the sentence "Where can the chicken fly", her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, as if something flashed in her mind. She always felt that something was different, but she didn't know exactly what it was.

The bearded uncle in front is still nagging, "... Your father was really scared to death these days when he lost consciousness,... If you had gone to see your mother earlier than Dad, your mother would definitely not spare me..."

An Qiaoya quietly listened to his complaints, and her eyes were busy gleeling around to see what was different.

Just because she was angry and looking for someone to settle accounts, she didn't have the time and heart to appreciate the surrounding environment. Now it seems that the antique, Cangmu Fusu, large and small wooden houses are scattered around. The one she just ran out of is the largest one in it, occupying the whole east and covers an area of about 50 0 square meters, including the front hall, side hall and inner room she just passed, is simple but solid. The west side is a large campus that is often seen in ancient costume TV series. There are nearly 1,000 square meters of arable land behind the main house, and the land is full of all kinds of vegetables and fruits. It can be seen that a higher wall is used to surround all the buildings to form a strong fortress. Every 10 meters on the wall, there is a sentry with weapons. After making a full copycat, I really don't know where to dig this place, Liangshan? It doesn't look like it.

Frankly speaking, if she hadn't lost contact with her colleagues, she would definitely be happy to live in this place for ten days and a half months to become a mountain king.

Speaking of contact, An Qiaoya suddenly remembered her mobile phone. Really, why did she think of using a mobile phone now? She bent down in a hurry, and her left hand habitually wanted to reach into her left trouser pocket to take out her mobile phone. When her fingertips touched the cold silk shirt, An Qiaoya suddenly realized that her clothes had been changed by others...

"Uncle...you..." Anchoa just wanted to raise his head to get his clothes from Mr. Beard, but at this moment, a familiar fluorescence suddenly flashed through the corners of his eyes, and his mind flashed, and all the unreasonableness seemed to be connected at this moment.

The glowing jade pendant, the glowing star gate, the inexplicable disappearance of colleagues, the inexplicable place... and these people in ancient costumes in front of us!

Anjoya shook off the middle-aged man's hand and ran out in a hurry. She was going to prove something that might make her regret.

If...if those are true, then...

"Oh, my dear daughter, you just recovered. Don't run so fast. Be careful of falling!" The beard followed behind.

She desperately pushed open the door of every wooden house. No matter if there was anyone in it, she skipped and paid full attention to those things. There was no TV, no air conditioning, no washing machine, not even the most rustic radio! All of them wore strange ancient costumes. Most men had uniform hair bundles, women wore buns, and slightly smaller children wore Ah Fu's heads.

Heavily pushed open the kitchen door, turned his eyes around the busy people inside, and finally fixed them on those pots, bowls and chopsticks, as expected. My heart is pounding. If the scenic area built just for filming, it is impossible for even the kitchen to be so backward. How can so many people outside rely on these big pots to feed? And... why is the technology so advanced now that people here don't even have a rice cooker or a microwave oven?

"Big head, young lady." The whole kitchen was filled with the smell of choking smoke, and the wood crackled in the burning red stove. A middle-aged aunt passed by them with vegetables and nodded to them.

"Go down." The bearded middle-aged man waved them away. Then he looked worriedly at Anchoya with tears and a dull face, "Good daughter, what makes you unhappy? Tell Dad that Dad will help you with it." As long as his little baby doesn't always have a beautiful face.

"Tell me, what era is it now? Who is in power?" Anjoa asked in a trembling voice, with the bitterness of being abandoned in her big eyes.

Although it was strange why his daughter asked this, the middle-aged man still answered honestly, "Now it is Shaoxi's third year. Shaoxi Emperor Yu Wenhao came to power and changed the country's name to Jinhao."

Shao Xi, Jinluo Emperor... Yu Wenhao? Liar! Why did she come here? This is not part of Chinese history!

An Joya really wants to scream! Although I have guessed it in my heart, it is a different feeling to hear others say it in person. It doesn't matter if it's time travel, it's overhead... It's still overhead time travel! How can she live if she doesn't know history?

I don't know when white snowflakes began to float in the air, and the cold wind hit people. An Qiaoya sighed sadly in her heart. The place where the company organized camping activities was on the outskirts of Guangzhou in July, where... it was impossible to snow at all.

Now she finally understands why she lay in the coffin and why she has always had the illusion that she was in ancient times. It turned out that all this was true. Those people, including the middle-aged men who followed her and called her "good daughter", were not her self-righteous actors. They... were all real Song Dynasty ancients! It's her father, brother, relatives and friends in her current body!

Unexpectedly, it turned out that the miracle brought to her by the old man's jade pendant last night was this, traveling to ancient times! TMD is really great! An Qiaoya finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

"What's wrong with your good daughter? Hold on, come on, Joey, good daughter... You'll be fine, good boy... Don't be afraid, there's a father here... Where's Dr. Zhang? Come on! ..." The roar of the middle-aged uncle in his ear became weaker and weaker. An Qiaoya opened his eyes wide and looked at the smoked pillar, and his thoughts drifted farther and farther...

Woo-woo... She doesn't want to travel through time!