I really don't want to be a hero

Chapter 66 Plan ahead
There was a soft coolness on the cheeks, like the morning dew slipping down.

Feng Ming opened her eyes, and what came into view was a girl with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, with an expression like a panicked little rabbit.

"You, are you awake?" She said timidly, carefully withdrawing the finger that touched Fengming's cheek.

"Who are you, where is this?" Feng Ming sat up slowly, the floor was a bit cold and hard, which was really interesting, how many years had it been since she felt "cold"?

"I, my name is Chu Yan, this is my home..." The girl in pajamas looked away in a panic, but there was a hint of grievance in her voice.

She was still writing in her diary when a handsome man in ancient costume suddenly appeared on the bedroom floor. She was so scared that she wanted to call the police. Where is she.

Feng Ming frowned, and scanned the surrounding furnishings. From the glowing ball above his head to other wooden objects, they were all things he had never seen before. Only the pink bed gave him a sense of familiarity.

What's more, there is not a single drop of his strong true essence that he relies on across the world.

The body has also degenerated to the point that even staring at the light ball above the head will feel dazzling.

Being in an unfamiliar environment, but her cultivation has disappeared, even with Feng Ming's state of mind, she can't help feeling a little flustered.

"cough cough"

He coughed a few times pretending to be calm, and asked, "I mean, the age and location I live in."

Feng Ming has also traveled to mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in many places, but he has never seen such a decoration that is very different from Central Earth but seems to be in the same line. He already has a vague guess in his heart.

Chu Yan looked at him with strange eyes, but still stumbled and said, "It's 2020 A.D., the capital of Huaguo."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and said hesitantly, "This...Young Master, did you travel from ancient times?"

This antique outfit, suddenly appearing unexpectedly, ignorant without common sense, no matter how you look at it, you look like an ancient person.

As a modern high school girl who often watches dramas and anime, the setting of time travel is no stranger to her, but it is still difficult to accept it in reality.

"2020 A.D.? What kind of chronology is this?" Feng Ming rubbed her temples and sorted out her chaotic thoughts: "Ancient times... time travel... I probably understand what you mean. Before I came here, it was the Tang Dynasty. , Tianbao for ten years."

"Wow, it's really from the Tang Dynasty!" Chu Yan leaned forward, and Feng Ming was startled by her excited look.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly: "During the Tianbao period, have you seen Yang Yuhuan? Isn't she very beautiful? Is there a bad guy named Zhang Xiaojing in Chang'an Wannian County? Is Du Fu really in love with Li Bai?"

"Wait first..." Chu Yan's sudden series of questions made Feng Ming, who was not very energetic, a little dizzy, as if something strange had mixed in.

He put one finger against Chu Yan's forehead, pushed her away who was too close, and said: "Will a man and a woman kiss each other... It's ten years after Tianbao, is my Tang still still there? "

Chu Yan wrinkled her nose, feeling that she was being treated roughly, but she still answered Fengming's question truthfully: "The first year of Tianbao is 742, and the tenth year of Tianbao is... 752 years? No, it should be 751 years , It has been more than 200 years since now, and the Tang Dynasty has died in 907."

"This algorithm is really simple and easy to calculate." Feng Ming smiled: "That is to say, my Tang Dynasty is not even 300 years old, which is really unexpected."

"Aren't you sad?" Chu Yan squatted on the ground, holding her knees with her white and slender arms, and said curiously: "You ancients should have deep feelings for your country."

"The change of dynasties is a natural reason. I grew up in the sect, and I didn't have so many thoughts of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism."

"That's it..." Chu Yan tilted her head, stood up and extended her hand to Feng Ming: "Get up first, I don't know your name yet."

"Just call me Fengming." Fengming hesitated for a moment, but still took her hand and stood up with strength: "Maple's Feng, Xiangming's Ming."

"Strange name." Chu Yan commented.As soon as the voice fell, a "gurgling" sound was heard.

"Uh..." The handsome young man in front of him scratched his head in embarrassment, as if embarrassed.

Chu Yan burst out laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said proudly: "Jianghu emergency, don't worry, I will let you eat later."

"Hmm..." Feng Ming replied, he didn't care much about eating, but was anxious to find out the current environment and get back his cultivation base.

Chu Yan seemed to see his thoughts, pushed him to the study table and sat down, Baidu found a few videos about historical changes, and pressed the play button.

"I'm going to cook for you. You should learn about history first, and don't mess with these two things." Chu Yan pointed to the keyboard and mouse, and stepped out of the room with her slippers on.

Feng Ming couldn't quite understand why there were so many images in this small board. I had never seen such a magic weapon. Besides, how could there be a magic weapon that could move by itself without inputting real energy?
Although she was puzzled, Feng Ming followed Chu Yan's words honestly, put her hands on the table, and did not touch the keyboard and mouse.

After a while, the video finished playing, and the picture fell into a static state. He also had a general understanding of the thousand and two hundred years of change.

After staring at the motionless screen for a while, Feng Ming's eyes slowly slid down and landed on the desktop.

The beautiful light pink notebook, with slender and elegant handwriting, these words are familiar and unfamiliar to Fengming.

Apparently, the writing had undergone an astonishing evolution in the 200 years since then, but for some reason, he was able to understand these supposedly unfamiliar fonts.

On Thursday, February 9, the weather was fine.

Fortunately, I finished my math homework in the morning before Miejue Shitai arrived, thanks to Shihan's help.

Mom and Dad still didn't come back at noon, so I tried to make fried shrimp. Surprisingly, it was not bad, but the oil splashed out of the pot made people afraid to approach it.

I still don’t want to write my homework, I’d rather hang out at Station B than write it, I’m so sleepy, I’ll go to sleep after watching it for a while

A young man in ancient clothes appeared in the room, about my age, very good-looking, the photo was taken on the mobile phone, Dad, Mom, police uncle, if I disappear, he is a suspect.

……

The last paragraph is very sloppy, and it is easy to see the nervousness and impatience of the girl when she wrote it.

The stranger didn't run away when he appeared at home, and even had the courage to poke him awake, and with this handwriting, it seemed... that he had met an interesting girl.Fengming thought.

(End of this chapter)