The old man invited Lu Ning to the house. The house was very simple and could not see any decent things. It was even poorer than the old society shown in movies and TV. The old man poured Lu Ning a bowl of white cold water.

After Lu Ning thanked him, he raised the bowl and took a sip. When he put it down, Lu Ning was shocked. This bowl was a relatively rough earthenware. Although Lu Ning was an amateur in antiques, he absolutely believed that this bowl was of extraordinary value, which made Lu Ning even more unimaginable. Wouldn't you be afraid of accidentally breaking it with such a precious bowl? With such a precious bowl in hand, how could he still be so poor? Such things are now in the whole world without worrying about not being sold at a good price.

When the old man saw Lu Ning's changing face, he thought that Lu Ning couldn't get used to the cold white water, so he politely said to Lu Ning: "Sir, if I can't get used to the cold white water, I'll go in and boil it again before drinking it."

Lu Ning knew that the old man had misunderstood him, and his shocked expression made the old man suspicious. Ma smiled and said to the old man: "No, no, the cold white water is good and sweet, I like it very much."

When the old man heard Lu Ning speak sincerely, he didn't hesitate anymore, and said casually: "Sir, are you passing by here?"

After hearing the old man’s question, Lu Ning sighed and said helplessly: “Yes, old man, I accidentally got lost. I was here to ask for directions, but after asking for a long time, I didn’t ask clearly.”

The old man saw Lu Ning's helpless look, and his clothes were so strange, he was quite young, so why couldn't he ask about the road? What's going on? "Where is the sir going?"

Lu Ning hoped that his son would become a dragon and replied seriously: "I am going to return to Shangri-La, but I don't know how to go?"

After hearing Lu Ning's words, the old man shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of Shangri-La where it is. There is no place name nearby."

After hearing this, Lu Ning felt extremely depressed again. How could this be possible? How could they not know Shangri-La? Lu Ning didn't give up and asked the old man if he knew Kunming? The old man still shook his head and said he didn't know.

Has the old man heard of Yunnan Province? The old man shook his head. Lu Ning then asked the old man if he knew Mizhi? It was a metropolis in northern Myanmar, and the entire northern Myanmar was under the Mizhi. If they were the Deqin Gang in northern Myanmar, they would definitely know.

But to Lu Ning's surprise, the old man shook his head to Lu Ning and said he didn't know. Now Lu Ning gave up and knew that he would not be able to ask the road here. It seemed that he had walked into a poor mountain valley. Maybe this place was really isolated from the outside world. The next step was to follow the established direction and continue moving eastward.

Lu Ning took a sip of water and said to the old man casually: "Old man, then is this place under the jurisdiction?"

After hearing Lu Ning's words, the old man said without thinking, "This place is under the jurisdiction of Mayi."

Lu Ning didn't take it seriously when he heard about Mayi. After all, there were too many place names, so would anyone remember them all? But he still muttered in a low voice, Mayi, Mayi, and thought to himself, what the hell is this? Why haven't Lu Ning heard of it?

At this time, Lu Ning heard a slight crying sound at the old man's house, and there was something very sad in the crying. Lu Ning asked casually: "Old man, is there something difficult to solve in your home? It's the crying of a child, it sounds very sad."

The old man sighed and whispered in pain: "Sir, I don't know, it's my little girl, Osmanthus, crying. A few days ago, a group of horse thieves came to our village. The little girl was not cautious and could not hide for a while. She was seen by a leader of the group of horse thieves and said that she would marry her little girl to be the wife of the village three days later. If she disagreed, she would kill all the people in the village, so there was no way, so she could only agree to the horse thieves' request. However, the little girl refused to do so, but there was no way to solve it."

After hearing the old man's words, Lu Ning felt very strange. There are still horse thieves now? When is it? It's not a fool, right? "Old man, what era is it now? Why are there still horse thieves? Do the local police do not care? Does the government do not care?"

After hearing what Lu Ning said, the old man looked at Lu Ning. He felt that Lu Ning asked something wrong, or Lu Ning didn't understand, how could he respond to such a mentally retarded question? However, the old man still said seriously to Lu Ning: "Sir, it's March of the fourth year of Zhongping. Not only are horse thieves often come to rob us in our place, but even the Xianbei barbarians and Xiongnu barbarians will also come to rob us. When those barbarians come, the people in our village could only escape to the mountains to take refuge. As for the gentleman's words, I don't understand the government and I don't know what it is, but no one has come to take care of the government for many years."

At first, Lu Ning heard the old man say that it was the fourth year of Zhongping, but it did not attract attention. When he heard the Xianbei barbarians and the Xiongnu barbarians, Lu Ning was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time. The shock in his heart was too strong. The Xiongnu and Xianbei people didn't know that they had been exterminated for thousands of years. How could it be said that there were the Xiongnu Iron Cavalry and the Xianbei Iron Cavalry? What a joke?

There are Xianbei and Xiongnu, then the fourth year of Zhongping was not the late Eastern Han Dynasty? How is this possible? Time travels through only in movies and TV. But, the director scared the editor to deceive people, how can it happen in real life? This is too funny, can't it be said that I really traveled through time, right?

Lu Ning was shocked very much. He couldn't believe the old man's words, but just thought it was a dream. After a long time, Lu Ning calmed down a little, and asked carefully at the old man with a smile: "Old man, do you think it's the fourth year of Zhongping in the Han Dynasty?"

After hearing Lu Ning's question, the old man looked at Lu Ning again. The look of his eyes meant, you are not an idiot, right? I don't even know what era it is now, isn't that stupid? The old man did not discriminate, but still answered very seriously: "Sir, it is indeed the fourth year of Zhongping in the Han Dynasty."

After hearing the old man's exact answer, Lu Ning was trembling deep inside. How could this be possible? How could he go back to the late Eastern Han Dynasty two thousand years ago? This is not a joke!

Lu Ning pinched his thigh with his hand. There was pain. He knew that he was not dreaming, but he still couldn't face it. Isn't this a fantasy?

Is that the fourth year of Zhongping? Is that the Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Jiao rebelled in 184, only three or four years away from now. Time travel has really happened to me.

Oh my God, how did you get yourself to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? It was an era of death every day. Historical records show that in the sixty years when the Yellow Turban Army started, the population of the Han Dynasty dropped from 60 million to about 10 million, and they starved to death and were frozen to death. There were all kinds of plagues and natural disasters. It was an era of chaos among the princes. Then the Five Barbarians invaded China, which lasted for more than 300 years. It was a dark era of the Han people and a huge disaster.
Chapter completed!