A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

The two men and the eagle continued to drift on the river. The journey was smooth and peaceful.

There was still a small red halo in the west. Yuan Ying pulled the raft to the shore and found two large rocks as her habitat for the night.

Song Yanshu was unhappy. He looked at the two stones and found them extremely annoying but he could do nothing about it.

Yuan Ying picked up a bundle of firewood, built a fire, and took out some dried meat to share with Song Yanshu and Brother Ying.

After finishing the meal, she took out iodine and anti-inflammatory drugs and gave them to Song Yanshu, then sat on a rock. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep because she was about to leave the mountain.

Looking at the vast and deep night sky, the dark clouds were slowly drifting, and the moonlight flickered with the movement of the dark clouds. Yuan Ying had a picture of colorful clouds chasing the moon in his mind.

Then the mysterious sound of the flute rose to the deep space of the sun, moon and stars, blending with the graceful clouds. It seemed as if the clouds and the moon were chasing and playing in the sky.

Song Yanshu was listening to the music beside him, intoxicated. Compared with the last time, the melody this time was cheerful and lively. It flowed like a clear spring, making people feel relaxed and happy. They forgot about everything.

After one song ended, a playful and lovely melody sounded, like a vivid cuckoo singing softly in the mountains and forests.

The music is clear, melodious and pleasant to the ears, just like a beautiful little red bird dancing in the jungle.

It seems that this girl is in a very happy mood at the moment. Is she in such a good mood because she is about to leave the mountain and see her husband?

Suddenly he was extremely envious and even jealous of her husband. What kind of man was he to marry such an intelligent, wise, kind and lovely woman?

There was infinite melancholy and depression in Song Yanshu's eyes.

Maybe he was just a passer-by in her life, and would be forgotten as soon as he turned around; but he knew that he had fallen in love since that night, and some people fall in love for a lifetime...

In the early morning, the sky was a little gloomy and there was little sunlight. Yuan Ying was a little worried, wondering if it was going to rain.

Yuan Ying went to the forest to cut a bundle of banana leaves and used them to make a simple raincoat and a bamboo hat for the two of them. Even if it rained, they wouldn't get soaked.

The bamboo raft slowly moved forward and reached the middle of the river. Dark clouds rolled over the horizon and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky.

Yuan Ying and Song Yanshu quickly put on their homemade hats and raincoats. Then she quickly moored the bamboo raft on the shore and waited for the rainstorm to pass.

There was a heavy rain, and soon the river was filled with water. Schools of fish were swimming freely in the water. The leaves of the big trees by the river were swaying in the wind, as if celebrating the nourishment of the rain.

Song Yanshu hated rainy days. The day his father died was one of such a storm. The sudden downpour seemed to remind him not to forget his original intention and mission.

Summer Rain The sky in June is like a baby's face. Just now it was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain. Half an hour later, the rain stopped and a rainbow hung in the sky, fresh and pleasant, as if everything was just beginning.

The bamboo raft floated downstream, carrying them forward and bobbing in the waves.

Two hours later, green farmland appeared vaguely among the misty mountains and forests, like a "Jiangnan" ink painting.

Farmers working hard in the fields could be vaguely seen. Yuan Ying stood on the bamboo raft and looked into the distance with great joy.

Finally...finally I came out of the mountain.

She pulled the raft to the shore and said to Song Yanshu, "We'll say goodbye now that we're out of the mountains. Take care!"

Then he took out the only half bottle of iodine from his bag and put it in Song Yanshu's hand: "Take this and apply the medicine on time."

Song Yanshu looked at Yuan Ying with burning eyes without saying anything. His heart was filled with sadness and anxiety, as if missing her this time would be a lifetime loss.

At this moment, he didn't want to be a gentleman anymore. His hoarse voice rang out: "Come with me, okay? I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Yuan Ying looked at him like he was crazy. Are you crazy? I'm going to go with you. I want to go back to the army.

He suppressed the urge to curse and said, "Let's go. We'll never meet again."

At this moment, Song Yanshu's heart was shrouded in deep pain.

He choked up and said, "Tell me your name."

Yuan Ying looked at his cold and hard face, which showed great persistence, determination and a bit of tyranny. He thought that if he didn't tell him his name today, he would rely on himself.

She said helplessly: "Yuan Ying. Eagle's eagle"

Song Yanshu whispered her name over and over again.

He took out a piece of white jade from his arms and handed it to Yuan Ying, saying, "This is for you. Thank you for saving me."

The jade pendant looked as delicate as fat, with a warm color. Although Yuan Ying didn't know much about jade, he knew that it was worth a lot of money.

Yuan Ying stared at him without taking it. Song Yanshu didn't take his hand back either, and they kept staring at each other in silence.

"I said I saved you without asking for anything in return. It's getting late, so go ashore." Yuan Ying said calmly:

Song Yanshu, regardless of the differences between men and women, pulled Yuan Ying's hand, put the jade pendant in Yuan Ying's hand and said, "Take care!" Then he went ashore without looking back.

Looking in the direction where he left, I still felt a little depressed. After all, they had been together day and night in the jungle and had experienced life and death together.

Humans are not plants, even an eagle will have feelings for you after a long time. What's more, it's a human being. But this kind of feeling has nothing to do with other things.

Yuan Ying retracted his gaze and picked up the jade pendant. He examined it carefully and found it cool and warm to the touch, transparent and flawless, and very beautiful.

The purple tassel on it flowed between her fingers, soft and smooth. There was a Song character engraved on the jade pendant, so it seemed that she could only keep it for now and hand it over to the army later.

Yuan Ying put away his mood and paddled the bamboo raft towards the farmland. It would be easy as long as there were people there, so he could borrow their cell phone to contact the troops or his mother.

As the green farmland came closer, Yuan Ying began to feel a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart.

The farmers were dressed in the way I had only seen them on TV. They wore coarse linen shorts, their hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, they had a coarse hemp rope tied around their waists, and they wore straw sandals on their feet.

They seemed to have noticed her as well. They stopped what they were doing and looked at her in awe.

Yuan Ying stopped the raft and went ashore. He saluted an older man and said, "Hello, old man! I am from the Chinese People's Liberation Army. May I ask where this is?"

The old man remained silent, staring at Yuan Ying. After a while, he spoke. She didn't understand what he said at all. She only saw other farmers in the field holding hoes and carrying poles running towards her...

Although Yuan Ying didn't understand what they said, she understood their actions of running towards her. Did they think she was an alien or a monster?

Seeing this, Yuan Ying quickly jumped onto the bamboo raft and sailed away. It was not that she was afraid of these farmers, but she was a Chinese soldier and would never attack unarmed civilians.

She remembered Song Yanshu's words: The Changling Mountains run through the Three Kingdoms, from the Yin Kingdom in the north to the Xun Kingdom in the south, and the Xia Kingdom in the east and west.

She had a bad feeling in her heart: she had fallen into another world. Or she had traveled to ancient times.

If that's the case? What should she do? What should her mother do? She has been missing for so many days, her mother must have known the news, can she bear it?

Yuan Ying sat on the bamboo raft for a long time without moving, letting the raft drift on the river. She didn't know what to do, but with the rationality of a soldier, she quickly calmed down after a brief confusion.

If I really traveled through time, then since I can travel here, I can probably travel back. Maybe I can travel back at a certain time when the time, place and people are right. Now, I just need to find a place to stay and solve the problem of survival.

At this moment, she was at a loss about the future. She didn't know where to go. The lonely bamboo raft continued to move forward aimlessly on the water...