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"Bang bang bang", after a series of rapid knocks on the wooden door, a voice similar to a drake's voice rang out, "Uncle Liu San, open the door."

"It's so noisy!" Liu Yuan, who was in a daze and drunk, gradually regained consciousness. "Am I dreaming? Sun Shaoping lost his lover. He is so sad. He really drank too much yesterday!"

"Even a special forces soldier like me can't handle it! Although I can hold 2 to 3 kilograms of strong liquor, Sun Shaoping's alcohol tolerance is too poor. I guess he can only hold half a kilogram at most!"

"I don't know what happened to Sun Shaoping. If I can go back, I should save him as soon as possible!"

Then Liu Yuan said loudly: "Xiaolu Xiaolu, can I return to the ordinary world and rescue Sun Shaoping?"

"The host cannot go back, but please rest assured, although he is suffering from alcohol poisoning, he has been cured!"

Liu Yuan finally felt relieved, but he only felt an itchy sensation in his throat, a tingling feeling that made him want to dry-retch after being anesthetized by the alcohol. He wanted to drink some water, but the numbness from the hangover made him groggy again. He impatiently pulled up the quilt to cover his head, turned over, and wanted to continue sleeping.

There was a "creaking" sound coming from under me, "That's not right, why is it making such a sound?" Then I smelled an extremely strong sour and pungent odor. I lifted the quilt and slowly sat up, "Holy shit, where is this?" I was stunned for a moment.

The bed was a shabby, almost falling apart wooden bed with a strong ancient smell. There was a pool of vomit under the bed, emitting a sour and pungent smell. Above my head was a tattered and blackened linen tent, which had not been cleaned for who knows how long. I was wearing a pair of worn-out linen shoes. Looking around, the mud wall seemed to be loosening under the "bang bang bang" vibration, and there was a fine dust rising.

There were several rays of light shining in from the holes in the thatched roof. Faint dust was flying with the beams of light. A bronze sword was leaning against the head of the bed. I touched it and felt a cool pain. There were two seal characters on the sword body, "Chixiao" came into my eyes. I felt vaguely as if I had heard of the name of the Chixiao sword before, but my brain was numb due to the hangover and it was not working very well. I couldn't remember which historical celebrity had used this sword.

“Are there still thatched houses in Beijing in the 1980s?”

At this time, the simple wooden door trembled again, making a "bang bang bang" sound, and the duck-voiced voice sounded again, "Third Master, I am Huang Xiaoming from the Huang's Tavern. I have no choice but to come to you to ask for the wine money. I also owe the government money for the wine. I can't afford to offend Lord Cui who is in charge of the wine edicts in the government!"

"When did I owe anyone money for drinks? Could this be a prank?"

"What is this place?" Liu Yuan thought to himself. Judging from the appearance, this place should be very dilapidated. How did I end up here?

Liu Yuan was a little confused for a moment. He remembered the violent thunder and lightning and the heavy rain yesterday. Sun Shaoping was so sad that he couldn't help but drink two bottles of strong Erguotou liquor in succession. Liu Yuan helplessly fell into a state of deep alcohol anesthesia.

While Liu Yuan was intoxicated, he seemed to hear the voice of the space-time router system. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and lost consciousness.

"Have I traveled through time again? I wonder what world I've ended up in?"

Liu Yuan looked around but couldn't find a mirror. He wondered what he looked like now.