The blizzard that had been raging for three days and three nights finally stopped. A helicopter flew back to the search and rescue base from the vast snowfield. Two hours later, the TV station interjected a news broadcast: the archery training team surrounded by the blizzard has been found, and one person is missing. It is reported that the missing person is Li Qing'an, the national archery champion. At present, the relevant departments are doing their best to search and rescue.

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A week later, the search and rescue team found Li Qing'an's training bow and arrow, but there was no trace of it. As another blizzard approached, the search and rescue team had to give up searching for Li Qing'an.

A year later, the name Li Qing'an was gradually forgotten by people.

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‘The wind in Jianhe is fast and the clouds are wide, and the horse's hooves are frozen at the sand mouth are taken off.’

In February of the fifth year of Tianbao, Anxi is still a world of ice and snow. The snow-capped Lingshan Mountains stand on the border of the Tang Dynasty. White clouds float halfway through the snowy mountains. The snow peaks seem to be blue gems, shining brightly in the sun.

There is a mountain pass called Bodaling in the middle of Lingshan. This is a shortcut to Saiye from the four towns of Anxi, Datang. It is called Saiye Dao. When Xuanzang traveled west to seek Buddhist scriptures, he crossed Lingshan from here to leave the country. It was difficult and tragic. He encountered an avalanche and a blizzard. He fought with the God of Death for seven days before leaving Lingshan.

Thirty miles south of Bodaling is Sulou Fengshou Fortress. The fortress is about five feet high. It is made of huge rocks from Lingshan. It is divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower. The lower floor is a horse living on the bottom floor, and the middle floor sleeps. The upper floor is a battle tower. There are three pots of beacons on the top of the fortress. In addition, there are several tents next to the fortress. Usually, soldiers live in tents. If there is an emergency, everyone will hide in the fortress. Sulou Fengshou Fortress stationed forty-five Tang soldiers, and together with the five Tang soldiers facing Lingshan Fengshou, there are a total of fifty people.

That morning, two Hu merchants came to the fort with several carriages. A horse behind the carriage was carrying a man. He was dressed in a strange dress, wearing a short white jacket, leather boots, and his hair was very short. He leaned softly on the horse. As the war horse stopped, his fingers moved slightly, and the man seemed to be awake.

Seeing the arrival of merchants, the Tang soldiers ran out of the tent excitedly. The area is hundreds of miles away, and the seasons are boring. The arrival of merchants every month is the happiest day for the Tang soldiers, just like a festival.

Everyone paid for luxury goods such as wine and meat from merchants, but all the soldiers looked eagerly at a lace-shaped carriage.

At this time, an officer walked out of the tent, tall and burly, with a dark face and a big beard. He laughed wildly, "Ubda, did the woman bring it?"

"Bring it!" The merchant pointed to the lace carriage as if he was pleased and said with a smile: "The two of them inside are famous prostitutes in Bahuancheng."

"The famous prostitute, who do you coax? It's the bad prostitute you brought from the black kiln!" Despite this, the officer still grinned and walked towards the carriage.

Suddenly, he saw the person carrying behind the carriage and couldn't help but say, "Who is this?"

"I picked it up on the road and was about to sell it in the slave market."

"I picked it up on the road?" The bearded officer walked forward in confusion and picked up his face with a horse whip. This was a young face with a distinct outline. Although he became haggard, he could still see his former tough and heroic masculinity.

"He's a Han man!"

The bearded officer turned around and asked the merchant, "Where did you find him?"

"Bar the Hulu River, this man is very life-threatening, and he was not eaten by a wild wolf."

At this time, the young man slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me some water."

"Hey! Where are you from?"

"I am from Luoyang." The young man said intermittently. "Dongdu native, haha! I like women from Dongdu the most."

The bearded officer pinched his thick arm and waved his hand and said, "Please carry him into the fort and give him water."

Two soldiers came over immediately to remove the young man. Hu Shang was anxious and hurriedly said, "Li is not the master of the garrison, this is my slave."

"Shit! How dare you use unknown people as slaves, beware that I will kill you."

Hu Shang didn't dare to say anything. In fact, he was worried that the man would not be able to save him. He would still have two hundred miles away when he went back. If he died, wouldn't he be wasting his food? He regretted it. He would have known that he would have taken off the high-quality short jacket on his body first.

The bearded officer grinned and opened the door of the carriage, "Beauties, come out!"

"Here you come!"

With a soft cry, two black, short and fat Hu girls came out from it. They blinked at Tang Jun passionately and smiled shyly: "I'll agree first, once a hundred words."

Their goods cost at most five cents per time in Bahuancheng, but here is a fort that cannot even be seen by a female bird. There is no way, and things are precious because they are rare.

Although the two women were unbearable, the bearded officer hugged them happily and said, "Okay! OK! Please go to the tent, I want you both to serve you together."

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In the fortress, the young man lay quietly on the haystack, and a war horse arched his face with his mouth from time to time. This warmth and sour smell made the young man gradually awaken.

He is Li Qingan, who disappeared in the Tianshan blizzard in 2007. When he walked out of the blizzard and was rescued by several merchants, he realized that he had traveled through time and space and returned to the Tang Dynasty.

In the fifth year of Tianbao, Li Qingan sighed softly, time has been going back for more than 1,300 years!

At this time, an old army came over with a bowl of porridge. He sat beside Li Qingan and smiled and said, "Brother, I think you are very hungry. Eat some porridge to replenish your body first."

The porridge was cooked very strongly, filled with the rich wheat fragrance. Li Qingan was extremely hungry, so he struggled to sit up, "Thank you, brother!"

While carefully feeding him porridge, Lao Jun asked with a smile: "What's your name? How could he come to Lingshan?"

The hot porridge warmed the inner cavity, and Li Qing'an became a little energetic. He had prepared a set of rhetoric and whispered: "My name is Li Qing'an, my nickname is Qilang. My parents died early. I was employed by Hu Commercial Bureau half a year ago and escorted them to Saiye. Unexpectedly, I encountered a robber in Lingshan and lost all my property. I fought to escape only after I ran away."

Lao Jun sighed and nodded and said, "It should not be a robber, but a thunderbolt. If you can survive, you have a great life. But you don't have the accent of Luoyang, but like someone from Xiangzhou." Xiangzhou is today's Anyang, Li Qing'an didn't know it. He said vaguely: "My grandfather is from Xiangzhou. I grew up with him since I was a child."

"That's right. My wife's hometown is also from Ye County, Xiangzhou. She has the same accent as you. My surname is Sun and she is the groom in the fortress. Just call me Sun Matou!"

"Brother Sun." Li Qingan gasped for difficulty and said, "Can I let me stay? I don't want to be sold as a slave."

"Don't worry! Since our Lifei Shu Lord brought you in, you will not be sold. Besides, I also lack a helper here. I will tell him to stay and raise horses."

"Thank you, Brother Sun!"

After Li Qingan finished eating the porridge, a irresistible sleepiness came. He turned dark and fell into a dark dream.

I don’t know how long it took, Li Qingan was woken up by a loud voice, “How is he doing? Can he work?”

"Master Shu, he is fine, he is just hungry. He will eat two full meals and have another sleep."

Li Qingan opened his eyes and saw the bearded officer standing in front of him. He quickly sat up.

The full name of the garrison master is Li Fei Yuanli. He is a Hu man. In the early years of Tianbao, he joined the army and was promoted to the garrison master. He had a happy time with two prostitutes and was in a particularly comfortable mood. When he saw Li Qing'an wake up, he smiled and said, "It's not bad! He was like a dead person in the morning, but now he can sit."

He squatted down and looked at Li Qing'an, reached out and touched the white short jacket on his body, and asked strangely: "What kind of hushi is this? It feels good!"

Li Qing'an was wearing a white down jacket. He took it down and handed it to Li Fei Yuanli and said, "This is the Persian suit given to me by Hu Shang, and I will give it to the lord of the garrison."

Li Fei Yuanli took it without hesitation and put it on her body. She felt very light and warm. She couldn't help but grin and said, "Okay! This dress belongs to me."

He patted Li Qing'an on the shoulder and nodded, "Brother, if you are a Hu person, I will definitely treat you as a thunderbolt and use a knife to cut you off. But since you are a Han, then stay! Be Sun Matou's deputy, start tomorrow, work and earn food to support yourself."

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Chapter completed!