The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Standing outside a gray ancient city gate, Xiao Han had been in a daze for quite a while.

The main reason is that until now, she has not been able to accept everything in front of her.

Clearly, she was in a modern city with tall buildings before, so why did she end up at this ancient city gate after being blown into the sky by the strong wind, where people came in and out but no one was wearing modern clothes?

Without cameras and crew members, it certainly wouldn't be a film and television street for shooting costume dramas.

Poor girl, she rubbed her eyes and pinched her thighs, but she couldn't make the scene disappear. The pain also proved that she was awake at the moment and not dreaming.

So, she was swept into the space-time rift by a strong wind and fell into ancient times?

Xiao Han, who loves reading novels, is not unfamiliar with the term "time travel". But don't other people travel through time through their souls? Why did her body travel through time as well?

Never mind. Since she survived the gust of wind, it meant she wasn't destined to die. So what? Being alive and well is better than anything else.

Xiao Han reluctantly accepted the reality and walked towards the city gate.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail, and wore a mid-length floral chiffon shirt, a black linen skirt and pants, and fish-mouth half-high-heeled sandals.

Although her attire was very different from that of the ancient people who came in and out, fortunately it was not too shocking. Therefore, even if passers-by saw her, they would secretly take a few more glances at her, but no one showed a very surprised expression.

There were no officials collecting entrance fees at the city gate, and no one was watching anyone coming in or out. Xiao Han walked in cautiously.

There is a spacious bluestone road, and the shops on both sides of the road are all brick or wooden structures, with no thatched houses. Just looking at the houses, you can tell that the people living here are not too poor.

The streets were bustling with people, some walking, some carrying loads, some riding donkeys, some riding in sedan chairs, and some riding in horse-drawn carriages.

But what surprised Xiao Han was that none of these people walked in the middle, leaving a distance of about five feet in the middle empty.

Although surprised, now is not the time to study this. Xiao Han has discovered a more serious problem.

That is, she couldn't understand what people on the street were saying, and she didn't recognize a single word on the shop signs and billboards.

At this moment, Xiao Han's heart felt like it was soaked in ice water, very cold.

She couldn't speak the same language, and the writing system was different. How was she going to survive in this strange world?

After wandering aimlessly for two streets, she felt the hunger in her stomach, and her heart became even more anxious. No way, did God send her to this different time and space just to make her a beggar?

By the way, don’t those protagonists who travel through time all have some kind of golden fingers like space or system?

Thinking of this, Xiao Han perked up and walked into a deserted alley. He then kept muttering in a low voice, "System, system, please come out quickly."

Unfortunately, nothing unusual happened except that a dog inside the nearby wall kept barking at her.

Xiao Han took a few quick steps, away from the yard where the dog was, and then began to mutter in a low voice: "Space, space, let me in quickly."

However, she still couldn't call out the space.

Xiao Han thought about it carefully and it seemed that space required some medium.

She immediately felt herself all over.

But apart from a key to the factory staff dormitory, there was nothing left.

She previously worked at a small garment factory. Due to a rush to deliver goods, the boss refused to let the workers go home even during the typhoon. He only allowed them to return to the dormitory when the wind got stronger.

Xiao Han was almost at the dormitory when he realized that he had forgotten his cell phone in the workshop, so he went back to get it.

But when she was passing by a vacant lot where a house had been demolished, a strong wind suddenly blew over and blew her up into the sky.

When she fell to the ground in a daze, she found herself in a grass ditch outside the ancient city gate of this different time and space.

Xiao Han didn't like to buy any jewelry, so apart from this key, she really didn't have any cheap accessories on her.

She looked at the key over and over again, thinking to herself, since this key was the only item that followed her to ancient times, perhaps the space was hidden in it.

Don’t most novels say that one needs to drip blood on a certain medium object to open up the space? Xiao Han decided to give it a try himself.

She looked around and found a piece of rough ceramic fragment in the corner.

He picked it up and smashed it hard against the wall, and the ceramic shard broke into several pieces again.

Picking one with a sharp edge, Xiao Han hardened his heart and scratched it on his left finger.

"Hiss," she gasped in pain, and blood beads appeared instantly.

Xiao Han hurriedly pressed the key against the wound, letting the blood flow onto the key.

However, even after she had smeared the entire key with blood, the space she imagined still did not appear.

After putting his injured finger into his mouth and sucking it a few times to disinfect and stop the bleeding, Xiao Han continued to wander around in frustration.

She couldn't speak the same language, her writing was different, she was penniless, she had no system, and no space. Was God trying to kill her?

Poor girl, she is just a farm girl in a small mountain village in modern society. After her mother who protected her passed away, she was unable to graduate from junior high school. Her grandmother and father, who favored boys over girls, sent her out to work outside to earn money to support her younger brother's education.

Although she has been working hard in society for several years, she is ultimately just an ordinary working girl with no special skills, ordinary looks, and average IQ.

So, based on what reason did God choose her as a time traveler?

Just wear it. After all, in modern society, she has no relatives worth remembering. But she should at least prepare a time-travel gift package and a golden finger.

Xiao Han walked through several streets and alleys in fear and anger until her legs were sore. She squatted at the foot of the wall and looked blankly at the passers-by coming and going.

Seeing that it was getting dark, where could she go to fill her stomach and where could she go to sleep?

No, she had to try, even if she had to beg, she couldn't starve to death in this ancient time.

Xiao Han cheered himself up again, found a shop that looked like a restaurant, and walked in.

When the waiter saw someone coming in, he immediately came forward to greet him.

"Does this guest want to have a meal?"

Although the female guest who came in was dressed a little strangely, with her arms and toes exposed, the fabric she was wearing was not linen or coarse cloth.

The waiter boasted that he had met many special people, so he naturally would not show any abnormality on his face.

Xiao Han gestured with his hands and said word by word, "Do you need help here, like washing dishes?"

The waiter looked at Xiao Han in confusion, "Sir, I don't understand what you are saying."

Xiao Han was also very anxious at the moment. This person who looked like a waiter was saying nothing to her.

She anxiously gestured a few times to wash the dishes, but the waiter still didn't understand what she was trying to do.