Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

When Chu Mo woke up from a coma, he felt a splitting headache, dry mouth and tongue, and general weakness.

"I'm not dead?" The memory before coma flashed in his mind.

Early this morning, I took advantage of my position and used the company's truck to help the second uncle move.

Who would have thought that after finally loading everything into the car and driving halfway, he was suddenly struck by lightning.

When he woke up, he found that he and the entire truck had appeared in a dark cave for some unknown reason.

I finally escaped from the cab, struggled out of the cave, and came down the mountain.

I saw a group of people in ancient costumes filming in front of me. Just as I was about to go up and ask for directions, someone hit me on the back of the head.

When Chu Mo thought of this, he felt a heartbreaking pain in the back of his head.

I used my hand to mold it, and damn, it was bloody.

I looked around, looking for something to bandage.

I saw someone lying in the grass not far ahead.

Chu Mo hurriedly jogged a few steps and came to the man. He shook a few times and said, "Hey, brother, wake up."

Seeing that the person on the ground didn't respond, Chu Mo turned him over.

At first glance, hey, what a coincidence, this brother looks a bit like me. Could it be that he was a brother who got lost in my family?

Chu Mo shook it a few more times and found that the man in ancient costume still showed no signs of waking up. Moreover, his body was cold and stiff, couldn't he?

Chu Mo hurriedly checked the man's breath and found that there was no feeling at all. He was sure that the man was already dead.

I think of the stick that someone hit me from behind, and the way I saw men tearing apart each other before.

Chu Mo was sure that the other party was being robbed at that time, and he happened to come over to kill someone, so he was given a stick by the way.

With a sigh, Chu Mo wanted to take out his cell phone and dial the police.

But after searching for a long time, I found that except for the clothes, everything on my body seemed to be left on the car in the cave.

After looking around, Chu Mo found a package scattered not far away.

I walked over and took a look. In addition to a few ancient costumes, there were also some letters.

Chu Mo randomly picked a piece of clothing that looked relatively clean, tore it into pieces and wrapped it around his head a few times, then used it as a bandage.

Then he unconsciously opened these letters and read them.

The top one is a road guide written in traditional Chinese characters. The time on it is July [-], the seventh year of Zhenguan.

The owner of the tape, the brother lying dead next door, actually has the same name as him, also named Chu Mo.

Chu Mo suddenly felt unlucky, as if he was the one lying on the ground.

At the same time, I was a little confused. Are all prop teams so professional now?It's so troublesome to find a clue even with a piece of tattered paper.

He opened another piece of paper at the bottom, which was a marriage certificate. It was also written in traditional Chinese characters, and the address, age and name of the woman were also marked.

The following letters were all exchanges between two families. Chu Mo glanced at them briefly and really wanted to give 999 likes to this responsible prop.

These are all traditional Chinese characters written with a brush. How responsible do you have to be?

Chu Mo just thought that these were just props, and put them into the bag together with Lu Yin and the marriage certificate.

After seeing that there was nothing else, Chu Mo sighed softly, feeling that it was going to be dark soon in this wilderness, and he had to find a place to spend the night quickly.

Otherwise, who knows if those bad guys will come again.

If they found out that he was not dead, they would definitely be silenced.

Without hesitation, Chu Mo followed the direction he had found on the mountain before and trotted all the way to a main road.

Although it is a main road, there are weeds on both sides of the road, and it is not a cement road, it is completely a big dirt road.

Chu Mo walked along the main road, not caring about the direction, and kept walking forward. First, he found someone to ask where this place was.

After walking for about an hour, a figure finally appeared in front of me.

Chu Mo hurriedly trotted forward to ask for directions.

But when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, he stopped instantly.

There were three people in front of them, two burly men with big shoulders and round waists and fierce faces. They were dressed in coarse linen clothes and looked like black bears. At first glance, they looked like they were not good people.

The one in the middle is wearing a long gown, has red lips and white teeth, is handsome, and looks like a scholar.

What made Chu Mo stop was not the appearance of the three people, but the fact that these three people were all wearing ancient costumes.

Chu Mo was worried that these three people were also accomplices of the robbers just now, so he immediately did not dare to go forward, but wanted to turn around and leave quietly.

But the movement he made just now was really loud, and it had attracted the attention of several people. Now he was about to turn around and run away, which immediately made the three of them even more alert.

One of the two big men rushed to Chu Mo in a few quick steps, grabbed Chu Mo by the collar, and threw him to the ground.

Chu Mo felt as if his whole body was falling apart. His vision went dark and he fainted.

The blood had just stopped flowing out of the back of his head, staining the clothes on his head red.

Seeing that Chu Mo had fainted, the strong man snorted coldly, loosened his grip on his collar, and angrily said to the scholar and another strong man who came over: "This guy is too ungrateful, so I'll just give him a blow." One touch and he passes out.”

The handsome scholar glanced at Chu Mo on the ground and found that the man was wearing strange clothes. Although his head was wrapped in a rag, he could still see the exposed short hair and the gurgling blood.

He couldn't help frowning and shouted to the guard beside him: "Xiong Da, Xiong Er, this person should not be a gangster, but a passerby who was injured by a gangster."

"Hurry up and help him re-bandage the wound on his head to avoid death."

The two strong men, known as Xiong Da Xiong Er, immediately grinned and were unwilling to take action.

When the handsome scholar saw that neither of them took action, he scolded: "You have injured someone, and now I ask you to bandage him. I am not happy with it anymore. Do you want me to do it myself, so that you can watch?"

As soon as they heard that their young lady wanted to do it herself, the two of them didn't dare to hold back, and immediately helped Chu Mo re-bandage it.

Seeing that Chu Mo was still in a coma, it was really inappropriate to leave him alone in this wilderness.

The handsome scholar hurriedly asked General Xiong to carry Chu Mo on his back and walked into the city.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the city gate.

When the soldiers guarding the city saw the four people, they sent them in respectfully without any obstruction.