Sitting on the rocks on the shore, looking at the sea in the distance, blue, like a huge sapphire, and like a beautiful dream brewing with slight phantoms, making people suddenly fly over the stars and then swim in the universe. The sky                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

After watching for a long time, my thoughts become very complicated, and I always want to explore something in the unpredictable sea.

Zhang Yi was so bored and dreamed of thousands of years. He didn't know whether he was Zhuang Zhou who turned into a butterfly or the butterfly transformed into Zhuang Zhou. He was just drunk and he was inexplicably crossing the second year of Zhenguan.

Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, the demon king Cheng Yaojin, Fang Mou, Du Pin... all historical celebrities who can read carefully have begun to appear, using their wisdom and courage to interpret this wonderful era! But while their passion is surging, there are more deep longings.

Can't go back!

Unless he can get more light in his entire thousand years, it will be just an unrealistic fantasy.

I still remember the neon lights shining at the intersection, the gentleness of my girlfriend's fingers touching me, and the cigarettes that were lit in my hand... But... But after waking up, what I saw in front of me was boundless desolation and azure sea.

Zhang Yi even thought that if it was possible that even if he could give everything he could and would be willing to return to that familiar world.

However, people always want to live, which is an instinct. In this desolate world, as long as they live and have all their limbs, it is a kind of luck for Zhang Yi. Perhaps the current situation is not as bad as similar.

Of course, it would be even better if you could nourish your body while you were alive, such as having a family and having some money, then lying on a recliner in spring to watch peach blossoms, and eating popsicles in summer, two maids helping to fan... This kind of life might be very good.

Set a small goal and return to Chang'an first?

Meimei thought about this and then smiled inadvertently on Zhang Yi's face.

Exile is not a big deal. He thought that if he had a suitable opportunity, he might soon be able to leave this rich place that had never been truly opened.

Just like you are watching the scenery here, the people who are watching the scenery are watching you.

On the beach on the shore, several bamboo poles were supported in groups of broken girls who were tanned by the sun, laughing and laughing, holding fish pikes in their hands to fill in the holes with slender twine, and occasionally looking back at the smiling boy in the distance.

The young man is very handsome and white, and his gentle appearance forms a huge contrast with the princes in the tribe who only know how to sing folk songs all day long, so that they don't even focus on fishing at all.

Zhang Yi had long noticed that these girls were not dressed like Tang people's regular clothes, but instead they had a strong ethnic minority flavor.

There are records in the official positions of Zhou Lixia that Lingnan was a place of vassals; the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period belonged to Nanyue; the Warring States Period entered Chu and was called Baiyue, "a place outside the world", "a land of malaria and trauma", and "slash-and-burn farming" are its best descriptions. There is a great possibility that these girls are the remnants of Baiyue.

Without deliberately paying attention to the girls who continue to stay, the girls seemed to never be able to make up for it until the sunset was setting, and the entire beach became busy when several fishing boats on the sea level were sent to the shore.

The boat was a small fishing boat with a flat middle and high on both sides. It was said to be small but enough to accommodate four or five people. Because it was not divided into the bow and stern, there were several dark-skinned green and strong people standing at both ends, singing a heroic tone with smiles on both sides.

These energetic guys are using their singing to attract girls on the shore. The red upper body with sea snake tattoos also grabbed big fish from the cabin from time to time and threw them on the beach to show today's harvest.

However, the admiring eyes of the girls in the past did not stop at them, but fell to the boys in the distance, which made them full of resentment while disappointed.

But they did not dare to take action. If the Baiyue man dared to hurt a Tang man, the soldiers in Jiaozhou who were already idle and almost moldy would definitely kill everyone here.

What's more, that young man was different from the Tang Dynasty merchants they saw on weekdays. They were dressed like snow and had a face like jade. Even if the elegant aura emitted from their bodies was always made them think they were a big shot, which made them feel even more underestimated.

Knowledge is the crystallization of wisdom and the blood and sweat of the sages, so it is noble. Even if it is popularized, it cannot even reach a thousandth of a thousandth of the level. The direct consequence of such a huge proportion is that people's admiration for knowledge almost reaches the height of God.

The Tang people are the inheritors of these knowledge. This is the perception of everyone on this land, so the teenagers are noble. Even if Zhang Yi knocked a girl out of nowhere and refused to think that this was a crime.

On the contrary, they only envy the girl for her good life and she will be free from the sea of ​​suffering from luxury and wealth.

The men were slow to speak, so an old man with great energy walked down from the boat respectfully.

He walked very carefully, for fear that his walking posture was too ugly, and it took him nearly quarter of a 100-meter distance. When he got closer, he clasped his fists and said: "Boys are rude, disturb this young man!"

The old man also exposed his upper body, and his bronzed skin was the memory left by time. His accent was very strange, but at least he could barely say a few Chinese words, so communication was not a problem.

When Zhang Yi saw the old man showing his grace, he quickly got up. He was not surprised that the old man could communicate simply in Chinese. Although Haifeng was remote, it was not surprising that he could deal with the Han people too much with the Han people.

"What's there to bother or not? But the boy has delayed your Guicheng here and felt uneasy. I don't know what the boss calls me?" Zhang Yi smiled and bowed his hand back and asked.

The young man did not take the liberty to disturb his temper. The old man's face suddenly filled with a smile, and even the wrinkles spread apart, and he was intoxicated like nectar.

"No delay, no delay!" The old man waved his hand quickly. His Chinese language was not good and his excitement became even more stuttering.

First, he turned around and glared at the young and strong girl behind him who were smiling. Then he secretly looked at Zhang Yi's face and saw that Zhang Yi was still calm and gentle, and hesitated again: "I am the elder of the "Auntie" department here. The young master called Yusou, but here is nothing, but I don't know what the young master is going to come here?"

In this place, even Tang merchants rarely come. Now there are people who look like scholars. In Yu Sou's opinion, it is definitely a new thing, so he dared to ask.

"No more ears, take a look!" Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly looked at the fish thrown on the beach and immediately became interested and asked, "How can Yu Sou get a good harvest?"
Chapter completed!