The Daily Life of the Husband and Wife Selling Dog Food Through Time Traveling

"Let's make a few guesses," Jiang Ning picked up a small wooden stick and broke it, and then ground the fracture to make it thinner. With one hand, he swept away the fallen leaves on the ground, revealing the flat ground. He said: "Number one, we were kidnapped."

After writing the word "kidnapping", he raised his head and said to Han Zhiyuan, "I don't care about the rationale, as long as it can be related to this matter, it can be counted as a reason. What does Mr. Han think?"

Han Zhiyuan stared at the writing on the ground, and said with some enthusiasm: "Brainstorming? This is a good idea. I don't think it's necessarily kidnapping. Didn't we just talk about it? There's also time travel."

"Okay, time travel." Jiang Ning nodded, wrote below, and said: "It may also be a natural disaster, such as a magnetic storm or something."

"Abducted by aliens?" Han Zhiyuan continued to open his mind: "It is said that there are ghost ships. Did we encounter ghost fog? Ghost rain?"

Jiang Ning: "..." #ask me how to break the brain hole of the future CEO, as big as a black hole, wait online, urgent. #

Han Zhiyuan met his gaze and showed an innocent face: "Didn't you just say that you don't care about rationality, I don't count?"

"Okay, forget it." The plan he proposed, even if he was kneeling, must be carried out. Jiang Ning silently wiped his face, and wrote down Han Zhiyuan's unconstrained ideas below.

Han Zhiyuan looked at it in a good mood, and praised him: "You write well, have you practiced it?"

"I practiced for a while in college, it's not good," Jiang Ning said modestly, and complimented politely: "Mr. Han's idea is also good." Science fiction is not as big as your brain.

"It's good to watch the news more often." Han Zhiyuan said calmly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly involuntarily, revealing a little unknown pride.

#My Future President Poisonous#, Jiang Ning silently complained over and over again.

"Now let's analyze the problems one by one, the method of elimination," Jiang Ning circled the first one: "Kidnapping, I don't have any enemies."

Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Those who want me to die can form a team to write a book—" Oops, it seems that something has been exposed.

Jiang Ning tried his best to pretend that he didn't understand what he meant, and continued to analyze calmly: "If it was a kidnapping, there were no kidnappers, and we were thrown into a... strange place. The people's clothes, weapons, and houses in this place are very similar to ancient Chinese styles. , and this place is suspected to be infected by the plague."

"If I die in an accident, all the property under my name will be converted into cash, and a charity will be set up. Others will not get a dime. So what are the kidnappers planning? They even have a way to make a car with the handbrake pulled Run away by yourself?" Han Zhiyuan said abruptly.

"So the kidnapping is not established." Jiang Ning silently stared at the two words, and reluctantly crossed them, which meant that the following analysis could not be explained by science, and their troubles were getting bigger and bigger.

"All the following reasons, time travel, natural disasters, ufo, etc., can only cause one result," Jiang Ning drew an arrow: "We have arrived in a strange place, and the problem we are facing now is that we cannot understand the language, and the text..."

Han Zhiyuan reminded him at the right time: "I can understand a little bit."

It can be seen that Mr. Han does not want to admit that he will become an illiterate in the future. Jiang Ning expressed his understanding: "I have a little understanding of writing. As a modern person who has received all kinds of vaccines since childhood, I think the plague is not so terrible. , this point can be observed for a while, the most important thing now is."

Han Zhiyuan tacitly said: "We are imprisoned."

The most urgent thing is to escape. Jiang Ning smoothed the writing on the ground, let out a long breath, looked around, and said: "The courtyard wall is two meters high, but we have a little advantage. This is a quarantine area, and no one is guarding it."

Han Zhiyuan frowned: "Did you smell anything?"

Jiang Ning sniffed carefully a few times. There was wind blowing in from the outside of the yard, which mixed with the smell of fireworks and an indescribable stench. He hesitated for a while before he said with uncertainty: "What are they burning?" ?”

In the next moment, the faces of both of them were a bit ugly. In a place where the plague occurs, it is impossible to burn paper money. Soon, people in this yard will die one after another, and then they will be burned. It will be their turn when the time comes, Han Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, "We have to leave here immediately."

But it's easy to say, the two-meter-high courtyard wall cannot be turned over with bare hands, and the two of them can only rely on foreign objects. Han Zhiyuan looked at it, dropped his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and whispered to a patient One sentence: "I'm sorry, I will borrow your nest."

As he said that, he dragged the unknown patient aside, and then moved the vacated fence to the wall. It is estimated that the soldiers thought that these people were crooked and sick, and it was impossible for them to have the strength to climb the wall. I didn't expect this, but it was convenient for Jiang Ning and the others.

The two piled up the wooden fence, which was one meter high. Han Zhiyuan patted the dust on his hands, raised his eyebrows and smiled, handsome and handsome: "I'll go up first to see the situation, and you can come up when there is no problem."

As he spoke, he put his hands up, climbed up the fence pile, climbed on the top of the wall and looked out cautiously for a while, and quickly climbed out of the fence.

After about half a minute, a small stone was thrown in from the wall, and fell to the ground with a "slap". Jiang Ning was a little nervous. After all, he had lived for more than [-] years and had never done anything like climbing a wall. matter.

He calmed down, saw Han Zhiyuan's coat thrown on the ground, picked it up and put it on his shoulders, imitated Han Zhiyuan's movements, and climbed up the pile of fences. The top of the wall was covered with slippery moss, and outside was a long The alley is about one meter wide, and the location is hidden. Han Zhiyuan stood under the wall and whispered to him: "Come down, there is no one here."

Jiang Ning threw down his coat, stared at the height of more than two meters, swallowed, fought hard, gritted his teeth and pushed hard on the wall brick, the feeling of flying into the air was not very good, it was lucky that he didn't fall headfirst up.

"Go!" Han Zhiyuan grabbed his hand, and the two walked quietly along the alley to the right.

It may be that they were lucky. Out of the alley, there is a small path. It can be seen that there are few people coming here. The grass on the ground is as high as knees, and it is sparse. There is a river outside, because it is autumn. The water level is not too high, and it flows slowly.

At this time, the sky was almost dusk, the setting sun was slanting to the west, and the orange light penetrated through the sparse tree branches, casting strange shadows on the wall. Facing the sun, Han Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Can you swim?" ?”

Jiang Ning realized what he wanted to do, nodded, and said hesitantly: "I learned it when I was young, but I haven't swam for a long time."

Han Zhiyuan smiled, his eyes were slightly bent, the golden sunlight fell on his eyelashes, and seemed to be jumping little by little, he said: "Just swim by, human behavior is remembered by the cerebellum, and the cerebellum is the human motor center. Supervising balance and movement, such as swimming or riding a bicycle, once learned, is never forgotten."

Jiang Ning said that he had been taught, and he was silent. Is this a belated counterattack against the "Hippocampus District"?

As the sky gradually darkened, Han Zhiyuan and Jiang Ning began to walk along the lower reaches of the river. The path became wider and wider until a dim yellow fire appeared in front of them.

Han Zhiyuan turned his head and gestured at him, indicating that he should go into the water now. Jiang Ning nodded and said ok. Han Zhiyuan turned around and slid down the slope of the river. A slight sound of water.

Han Zhiyuan grabbed Jiang Ning, tied a coat sleeve to his wrist, made a gesture, and dived into the water. Jiang Ning took a deep breath and plunged into the river.

Although the weather in early autumn wasn't too cold, the river water was already bitingly cool. Fortunately, the water was still very clear. He tried his best to hold his breath and swam forward. Occasionally, he caught a glimpse of the vigorous figure of a man in front of him, and felt a little relieved.

Perhaps considering that Jiang Ning's swimming skills were not very proficient, Han Zhiyuan would stop every few moments, wait for him to take a breath, and then continue to sneak.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Jiang Ning only felt that the time was extremely long. Just when he suspected that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, Han Zhiyuan grabbed him abruptly, pointed to the bridge hole ahead, and signaled him to be careful, and the exit finally arrived.

After receiving Jiang Ning's response, the two took a short rest. Han Zhiyuan made a gesture and took the lead to swim towards the bridge hole. This section of the distance must be swam in one breath without taking a breath.

Of course, Han Zhiyuan had no problem, but Jiang Ning was a little flustered in his heart, but there was no other way at this time. He took a deep breath and puffed up his cheeks, like a hamster that was stealing food. When Han Zhiyuan saw it, he couldn't hold back for a moment, burst out laughing, and spread it in the silent night.

Someone yelled as soon as they got on the bridge, what a pity!The two were startled, and hurriedly dived into the water and swam to the bridge hole.

Jiang Ning held his breath secretly, and kept hinting to himself: Hurry up, hurry up, hold on a little longer, and you'll be out soon.

But the bad thing is, I don't know if it's Jiang Ning's illusion, the bridge hole is unbearably long, he feels that he is holding his breath so hard that tears are about to come out, and it seems that he can't help opening his mouth to breathe in the next moment.

He mechanically grabbed the sleeve on his wrist back, his mind was noisy and chaotic, he didn't know what he was thinking, he wanted to open his mouth to inhale for a while, and then he wanted to just untie it, he couldn't hold it anymore .

At this moment, he was dragged forward by a strong force, his head was lifted up, and a voice kept calling in his ear: "Jiang Ning? Jiang Ning?"