Pet King
chapter-1662-30041322

In the dream, it was a sunny day with a gentle breeze. It was rare that the top of Misty Mountain was not surrounded by fog. The air was also unusually clear, almost comparable to the air in the redwood forest, so one could see very far.

Zhang Zian had seen this kind of thing in some ancient costume movies. In his impression, it was quite boring. It was nothing more than playing music and singing to send the shy bride in the palanquin to the wedding scene, and then the family members would eat and drink until the groom was drunk. If the groom had a good tolerance for alcohol and could still force himself into the bridal chamber, it was estimated that the ending would be the instant surrender. If the groom had a poor tolerance for alcohol, the bride would have to count the money that night ...

At this time, he stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the bridal escort team. It was similar to his impression, but the length of the team was beyond his imagination. It was indeed a young lady from a rich family. At the back of the team were boxes of dowry pulled by the ox cart. The deep rutted marks proved that they were not empty boxes for show.

Everyone in the caravan was dressed in red and had a look of joy.

As he was standing on the mountain, everyone in the convoy was like a small black dot in his eyes.

The red sedan chair at the front of the group, heavily guarded by the servants, was particularly eye-catching.

"Tsk! There's one less rich woman in the world. "

He looked envious, but he was even more envious in his heart. Just by looking at the number of people, he knew that the woman was definitely rich, and the man would most likely have to work twenty years less ...

The strange thing was, although many people in today's society were proud of retro, and there were many couples who held old-fashioned weddings, was there a need to make it so realistic? Even the ox-cart, horse-cart, and donkey-cart had been boarded, but where was the wedding photographer? Could it be that the wedding was filmed using a drone?

He looked up and searched at a low altitude, but he couldn't find the drone.

"Well, which rich or official's son is getting married?" He asked casually.

Zhuang Xiaodie did not answer.

Are you still playing riddles with me?

Zhang Zian gathered all the limited information in his mind, and the last word she said suddenly made him realize.

"What? What are you talking about? Binhai town? Where is Binhai?" He asked in confusion.

"Binhai town was renamed to Binhai city after the liberation in 1949. It was once the provincial capital of the province, but later ..."

As a native of Binhai city, Zhang Zian certainly knew a little about the local historical changes. What she said was also what he remembered from the Baidu Encyclopedia in Binhai city.

However, as she mentioned, Binhai town had ceased to exist in 1949. It had been upgraded to Binhai city.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the convoy, and his vision went further and further. Finally, at the limit of his vision, he saw ... A small, dusty town, almost all of which were single-story houses, with only a few tall buildings, including the church in the southern Urban area.

The town was only about the size of the inner circle of Binhai city. It was surrounded by low walls that could only keep out wild beasts but not people. By modern standards, it was the size of a fishing village.

In modern society, hidden Fog Mountain was a suburb of Binhai city. It wasn't considered an suburbs, and it could be reached directly by bus. However, right now, the area around hidden Fog Mountain was no different from the wilderness.

The city gate opened, and a large group of people stood there to welcome the bride. After seeing the bridal procession from afar, they immediately began to set off firecrackers, and in a short time, the firecrackers dyed the ground at the city gate a festive red.

The commoners who were watching the show greeted them. It was not that they were warm and hospitable, but the generous bridal procession generously threw copper coins on both sides when they passed by, causing the commoners to scramble for them.

Further away, the waves of the sea were sparkling, and groups of wooden fishing boats were paddling out to sea.

Even if Zhang Zian didn't want to believe it, he had to face the truth, even if it was an incredible truth.

"What ... What year is this?" He asked in a trembling voice.

"About a hundred years ago." She answered.

The F * ck?

It was earlier than Zhang Zian had expected.

He thought to himself that this woman was getting better and better at playing. She actually pulled him into a dream from a hundred years ago. But whose dream was this?

In fact, he had vaguely guessed that famous had once said that Zhuang Xiaodie appeared in its imagined world, and its imagined world was built on the basis of old time tea's memory, so this should be a dream built on the basis of old time tea's memory.

Zhang Zian almost knelt down. This woman was simply playing with his dreams, and he had no power to resist.

In front of her, he could only be a masochist ...

"This bride-escorting team set off from a very far place and traveled thousands of miles. They encountered bandits, horses, plagues, and floods on the way. It can be said that they have experienced hardships and dangers ... Everyone's face was full of smiles. They were not only happy for the bride, but also happy for themselves. Finally, they completed the bride-escorting mission, ate and drank, and received a rich reward. Then, they could go home." Zhuang Xiaodie said to herself.

Zhang Zian could imagine that a hundred years ago, when most people would never leave the village they were born in, few people had seen cars and trains. In addition, in the chaos of war and the warlords, it was a miracle that this bridal team could reach Binhai town safely.

Although this was a dream, they were infinitely close to reality. The bridal party would never expect that on the Misty Mountain they had just passed, a person from a hundred years later was standing on the top of the mountain and looking at them.

If he pushed a big stone down at this time, they would look up in panic, perhaps thinking that it was a horse trying to snatch the bride, and then there would be chaos, because they had clearly inquired that Misty Mountain was a barren mountain, and only woodcutters occasionally went up the mountain to chop wood. Where would the horse come from?

Thinking of their panic, Zhang Zian couldn't help but laugh. He was just thinking about it and wouldn't put it into action.

His mood was very complicated now. Witnessing the vicissitudes of history with his own eyes made him feel great shock, and the unknown purpose of Zhuang Xiaodie made him uneasy.

How long was she going to trap him this time?

Last time, with the help of famous, he finally realized that it was a dream. Only when he realized that it was a dream could he wake up.

This time, he soon realized that it was not that he had become smarter, but that Zhuang Xiaodie had prepared a new script. Because if she didn't want him to notice, there were many ways. First of all, she should put him in a familiar environment, whether it was the campus he used to live in or the workplace he used to work in. There were too many suitable entry points that could deceive him, rather than simply throwing him to the top of a barren mountain a hundred years ago.

He coughed drily."Sending a bride is very interesting, but it has nothing to do with me, right? Why don't you tell me what it will take for you to wake me up this time?"

Zhuang Xiaodie's beautiful eyes turned, and her colorful pupils seemed to stare at him with a deep meaning,"are you sure it has nothing to do with you?"