After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"Aren't you the same..." Fang Ping muttered softly.

Zhong Ning raised his eyebrows coldly, "What did you say?"

Fang Ping was so startled by the cold shout that he took two steps back. He was afraid that Zhong Ning would get upset and hit him, so he quickly tried to excuse himself, "No, I didn't say anything!"

Zhong Ning was so angry that he laughed.

As he said, they were all from the same hometown and there was no deep hatred between them, so she didn't want to kill anyone easily.

After all, we are from China, and consciously abiding by the law is an education ingrained in us.

If she hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, she wouldn't have wanted to fight back like this.

"Go away! From now on, just pretend you've never seen me!" Zhong Ning left these words and headed straight towards the county town.

After all this trouble, she still hasn't eaten!

Seeing that Zhong Ning had no intention of hurting him, Fang Ping suddenly grew bolder and followed Zhong Ning all the way, chattering:

"Yes, when did you come through here?"

"Have you met anyone else besides me?"

"What did you do for a living?"

"I'm a singer. Uh, I debuted on an idol show. Not long after that, I was invited to play the third male lead in a movie. Later, by chance, the movie won an award, so we went to a party on a luxury cruise ship to celebrate. Then, I was hit on the head by debris from a falling meteorite. I was overwhelmed on the spot, and when I woke up, I was already here."

"Well, why don't you speak?"

“Yes, you…”

"Shut up!" Zhong Ning snorted coldly.

Fang Ping immediately pinched the thread with two fingers and drew a line in front of his mouth.

After a moment's silence, Zhong Ning spoke calmly, "I was drying clothes on the balcony at home when the meteorite debris hit me."

"Then we are the same, we are all here for the same reason." Fang Ping let go of himself immediately when he saw Zhong Ning speak.

Then he seemed to think of something and whispered, "Um, do you have a golden finger?"

Zhong Ning glanced at him and said nothing!

Fang Ping knew her concerns and continued, "My party cruise ship came with me."

After that, he took out a steaming hot steak from his cruise space, handed it to Zhong Ning, and said in a friendly manner: "Eat it!"

The aroma of steak rushed in through the tip of my nose.

It has black pepper flavor, which she hasn't had in a long time.

I looked at the surroundings and saw a big banyan tree thirty meters ahead with lush branches and leaves, which provided shade.

Zhong Ning took the steak and walked towards the banyan tree.

Not caring about cleanliness, he used his inner strength to kick two stones over, placed them under the shade of a tree, and sat down on them.

Holding the steak in one hand, he used a fork in the other to put it directly into his mouth.

Fang Ping, who was standing by, saw that Zhong Ning was so dazzling when he kicked the stone just now that he couldn't help but raise his foot to kick the stone. As a result, he kicked his big toe directly and almost broke it. He grimaced in pain.

Zhong Ning glanced at him speechlessly and continued to gnaw on his steak.

This person seemed a little stupid, and she didn't want to look at him.

Fang Ping sat down beside her with a wry smile and asked, "You haven't answered my question yet!"

"graphic design."

"Just like you, my rental house followed me."

After saying that, she took out a pack of breakfast biscuits from her space, the kind that cost 9.9 yuan a pack, and handed it directly to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping, who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, was a little disdainful of this bag of ordinary biscuits. After all, his yacht was filled with Chinese and Western pastries made by high-end chefs.

There are so many categories that it’s dizzying.

But after all, it was a gift from someone else, so it would be bad to refuse it, so he just put the cookies into his own space.

"We both arrived at about the same time, so why do you seem to know martial arts?" Fang Ping was puzzled.

Zhong Ning munched on his steak, finally swallowing the last bite before saying, "It was a coincidence. I received the inner power from a master, and then this happened."

Things about the portable space can be revealed, but things about the book spirit cannot be told.

Fang Ping heard this, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. "You're incredibly lucky, then. I'd love to learn martial arts, too. When I used to watch dramas, I'd fantasize about being able to act in one. I loved the stories of martial arts masters who could fly over rooftops and walls with their unparalleled skill."

"Then can your martial arts also allow you to fly?"

Fang Ping's eyes sparkled.

Zhong Ning looked at him, then said with a forced smile: "How else do you think you were brought here?"

Fang Ping: …

Yes, as soon as he entered the alley, he was knocked unconscious by this man with a knife.

When I woke up again, I was in the wilderness.

No, why did she bring herself here?

Are they here to kill him and silence him?

Fang Ping realized it later and stood up in shock, looking at Zhong Ning in horror.

"Isn't it too late to feel scared now?"

Zhong Ning stood up calmly and used his internal strength to pick up a small stone on the ground.

With a sudden wave of his hand, a thin and straight poplar tree not far away was broken in half.

Fang Ping looked at the scene before him and couldn't help but rub his eyes, confirming that this was not a filming and that this was not a special effect.

But it is the real martial arts of this era!

This martial art actually has internal force!

With her abilities, she could kill herself at any time.

Fang Ping swallowed in fear, his voice distorted. "Don't, don't be impulsive. I don't mean any harm. I just want to get to know you and make friends. We're all Chinese..."

Zhong Ning took two steps towards him with an expressionless face.

He was so frightened that he stepped back and squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands: "Ah, lady, spare me, I really didn't mean it, police uncle, help me!"

A bunch of cowards!

Zhong Ning patted Fang Ping's shoulder and said soothingly, "As long as you don't act like a troublemaker, I won't hurt you, fellow villager!"

"Really?" Fang Ping raised his eyes, his eyes were watery, and it was obvious that he had just cried out of fear.

"Well, really!"

Fang Ping got the affirmation and immediately stood up. "Don't worry, we are all Chinese, brothers and sisters. I won't hurt you. You can write whatever you want, but can you..."

Fang Ping's tone was slightly weak, "Don't expose me for copying poems?"

"I have no choice. I just found out after arriving here that I actually have to take the imperial examination. The topics are so difficult. I barely understand them. In order to have a better future, I have no choice but to find another way!"

"I won't expose you. Life is hard here!" Zhong Ning felt deeply.

Fang Ping nodded in agreement and echoed:

"If it weren't for the blessing of poetry, how could I have been noticed by those bigwigs with my level? You don't know, I became a disciple of Wu Jinshi and received a lot of guidance. Many things I didn't understand before, now I'm almost clear."

"The teacher said that if I were to take the exam, I wouldn't be able to get the top spot, but I could still get a Jinshi degree..."

"Congratulations, but..." Zhong Ning said solemnly.

"There were so many meteorites at the time, and I don't know if there were other fellow villagers. I don't know if they would want to start from this path like you, or if they would directly report you as a plagiarist. I don't know."