Chapter 256 Time Travel
After a fierce and brief confrontation, Jiang Cheng lay down on the bed, but it was not the biggest and best one, but a particularly broken small bed.
The fat man was lucky enough to sleep on the big bed, but he was walking on thin ice and only dared to squeeze in the edge.
Xia Meng slept in the middle of the big bed, and the three of them were in harmony.
As time passed by, the fat man, who had originally planned to stay awake, gradually became confused. Then his head tilted and he knew nothing.
In a blur of consciousness, he sat up from the bed, and a faint gray mist enveloped him. Originally, he had memorized the positions of all the furniture in the room, but at this moment, only vague dark black outlines were left around him.
What’s even scarier is that there is no one around.
The doctor and Xia Meng, who was sleeping next to him, were gone.
He left the bed like a zombie, opened the door, and went downstairs along the European-style spiral staircase. The sound of "tap-tat" footsteps on the stairs was extremely clear.
Until he turned a corner, the next second, his eyes raised slightly uncontrollably. There was a dark door embedded in the tall wall in front of him.
Staggering, he walked up.
When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding light was slightly dazzling. He squinted and it took a while before he could see the nearby scene clearly.
He was in a hotel-like room.
But it’s not a hotel in the usual modern sense, but the kind in a period movie.
He was lying on a bed, a wooden bed with plain curtains and carved wood on both sides.
The pillow is not the usual kind, but wooden, with two ends high and the middle low, and there is a soft cushion of unknown material on top.
Everything around is filled with an antique feeling. There is a low wooden square table not far away, and there are several dark chairs beside the square table.
On the table with the traces of time, there is a pointed teapot, surrounded by several unresembling ice-cracked teacups produced in workshops.
The door is also the kind of wooden door that often appears in costume dramas. The upper grid part is covered with a layer of paper. It seems that it can be punctured by just poking it with saliva.
There is a shelf standing behind the door. A yellowed bronze mirror hangs on the upper part of the shelf. The groove below can just fit a small copper basin with water in it. It is probably for guests to wash. of.
Looking away, on another wooden shelf that looked like a clothes hanger, he saw a few items hanging on it that were either rags or towels. They were very worn, and even had threads pulled out from the edges.
All in all, this is an ancient hotel-themed hotel with a high degree of restoration. At least with the fat man's eyesight, there are no flaws so far.
Just when Fatty was thinking whether I had traveled through time or mistakenly entered a filming location for a costume film crew, the door creaked open.
This sound really frightened the fat man. He immediately sat up and wrapped his body in a thick quilt.
I don’t know if it was because he was brainwashed by some pop-up advertisement recently. He was very worried that a beautiful woman would walk in, wearing revealing clothes, holding a coarse porcelain bowl in both hands, and then calling him with a gentle voice and saying: "Dalang, it's time to take medicine."
But fortunately.
The person who came was indeed a woman, and she looked good, but she was not gentle. On the contrary, there was a hint of coldness on her face. Xia Meng suddenly rushed in and said: "Damn fat man, you are indeed Here."
"You" the fat man was stunned for a moment, "Where is the doctor?"
“Get up and follow me!”
Led by Xia Meng, they left the room. Outside the door was an equally antique corridor with wooden handrails on one side and a hall-like hall below. In this place, people in twos and threes sit together, drinking and ordering, which is not the attire of modern people.
On the other side, there are doors one after another. Some doors are open, and the decoration inside can be seen, which is similar to the one where the fat man lives. Some doors are closed.
They walked to the end of the corridor, turned a corner, and heard the sound of someone arguing and crying, which was a little harsh.
Xia Meng opened the door very quietly, and the scene inside really surprised the fat man.
I saw a small room that was packed with people. When they saw the two fat men coming in, everyone looked at them with appraising eyes.
Seeing their clothes, Fatty immediately understood that these people were his teammates this time.
But what he didn't expect was that there would be so many teammates this time. There were 10 people in the room. It was unclear whether there were any orphans who were "abandoned" outside like doctors.
"Where is this?" A cry came from the bed, but he still pretended to be very confident, "Who are you? I can tell you, if you don't let me go, , I will call the police!”
It seems to be Worried that his words were not convincing, the man finally added in a loud voice: "Let the law punish you!"
While his mind was still confused, the fat man thought that this was another stupid match. When they were new, Xia Meng's voice reached his ears.
Her voice was very low, as if she didn't want others to hear, and she seemed to be asking for help because she couldn't bear it, "You, please shut him up."
After blinking, the fat man looked carefully at the bed. A few seconds later, there was a "buzzing" sound in his head, and then ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his mind.
The poor man on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, with his upper body exposed, his body trembling from time to time as he cried, and tears streaming from his eyes, turned out to be a special doctor!
He was used to seeing the way the doctor dressed. He was suddenly half-revealed, and he didn't even recognize him at first.
Fortunately, after seeing Fatty and Xia Meng appear, Jiang Cheng calmed down a lot, at least he stopped struggling and crying, and the "whispering" phenomenon was also much better.
Probably in order to match the doctor's perfect acting skills, the fat man walked over "swearing" and acted as a rule explainer to popularize science for him.
While listening to the lecture, Jiang Cheng showed a frightened expression from time to time, with fearful eyes like a confused deer.
Xia Meng, who was standing not far away, had already loosened the soil for Jiang Cheng's parents several times in her heart.
"So we have traveled through time?" Jiang Cheng sat beside the bed, his performance was much better than before.
"I'm afraid that's the case," the speaker was an old man with white eyebrows and beard, wearing a snow-white Tai Chi suit and a pair of black cloth shoes.
He looked like an old man who practiced Tai Chi in the square early in the morning. He was a very kind man, but at this moment his eyebrows were squeezed together, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
Before entering the nightmare, the middle-aged man also told them some representative tasks and focused on analyzing their way out.
Although he said that he collected it, from the detailed level of his analysis, you can tell that this cannot be done by someone who has experienced it. A middle-aged man has also entered nightmares and has considerable experience. Rich.
But even in the narrations of middle-aged people, they are not so outrageous as to travel to ancient times.
A new copy is opened
(End of this chapter)