Crossing through the Eastern Han Dynasty

  "Quickly check if he's dead or not! Also, the backup registrants hurry to the spaceship of the Great Day Empire, Yao Ban is coming!" The leader of the island nation's special forces ran quickly towards the computer location on the south side of the square based on his memory, and he himself was a hidden physicist.

  Ah~ah~ah~ah~! In an instant, a series of mournful cries rang out. The leader of the island nation's special forces heard the cries and felt something was off in his heart, which suddenly began to ache violently. He widened his eyes, and a gleaming flying dagger was straight and upright, inserted into the position of his heart.

  "Venturi, hurry up and check if the boarding personnel of our country are safe. There is only one minute left before the landing of the solar flare." The Chinese physicist urged again.

  Wen Bufan furrowed his brow in the thick smoke, his face twitching with intense pain. In the previous human bomb attack, although he had avoided the most violent impact, the large number of shrapnel that exploded could not be dodged, and almost every part of his body was injured.

  What barely supports him now is a stubborn and unyielding will.

  Wen Bufan gritted his teeth and walked towards the location of his country's spaceship, enduring unbearable pain that made him unclear how his body was moving.

  He called out the name of the registration staff several times, but there was no response.

  "Zeng Fan... are you still alive?" Wen Bufan felt his throat was about to shatter, finally when he arrived at the spaceship.

  Suddenly, Wen Bufan felt a sense of foreboding in his heart.

  Innumerable experiences of hovering between life and death have given him a kind of instinctive sharp intuition about danger.

  It was almost subconscious to pounce sideways, but just as he pounced, a gunshot sounded from behind, and a bullet entered his back, the huge force propelling Wen Bufan's body towards the spaceship door.

  In an instant, Wen Bufan seemed to understand everything. But he didn't ask why, he almost used up his last bit of strength, although his eyes were already blurry, but he had a feeling that he could guess Zeng Fan's position. The flying knife shot out swiftly from Wen Bufan's hand.

  Ah! A mournful cry came from the dark place.

  "My name is not Zeng Fan... I am Tian Riye... I want to go back home..."

  Rumble! At this moment, a dazzling light pillar that made people unable to open their eyes descended, sweeping away the smoke and fog in the square.

  Just as Wen Bufan's body had just crashed into the spaceship, a solar flare arrived.

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  "Brother, brother. How are you?"

  In a daze, a voice came through. Wen Bufan almost subconsciously grabbed the neck of the person beside him who was shouting. As his eyes opened and his consciousness barely recovered, an intense pain that was unbearable immediately struck.

  "Who are you? Why am I here." Wen Bufan's face was cold and stern, with an air that seemed to suggest he would not hesitate to use force at the slightest provocation.

  "Alas! I say you are so unfeeling and unrighteous. My husband saved your life, but you repay kindness with enmity. You truly don't know what's good for you!"

  A woman, dressed in green silk and about twenty-five or six years old, had just walked into the room and saw her husband being grabbed by the neck by Wen Bufan, and she couldn't help but point at him and shout.

  Years of being a spy had made Wen Bufan immune to such tactics. A pair of cold eyes stared at the man in front of him, who was wearing a robe with a slanted collar, as if waiting for him to answer his own question.

  "No harm done. My name is Zhou Leng, styled Zi Dan. I am a merchant. In my free time, I enjoy hunting. Yesterday, while chasing a rabbit in the mountains, I came across you covered in blood and lying unconscious on the ground. Seeing that your injuries were critical, I took it upon myself to bring you back to my humble abode and provide medical treatment." The man smiled, not taking offense at the lack of formalities.

  Wen Bufan gazed at Zhou Leng's frank and open eyes, feeling somewhat embarrassed for a moment, he withdrew his hand. He fell into a brief period of contemplation.

  Unexpectedly, I ended up crossing over myself. It's just unknown what era it is.

  Wen Bufan quickly calmed down and faced the current situation. He wouldn't overthink it. Years of being a special agent had taught him to remain calm and think clearly when solving problems.

  "It was I who was rude, please forgive me, brother. My name is Wen Han, and my style name is Bufan." Wen Bufan made a fist to apologize, and then said: "I don't know what year it is now, but I and my clansmen have been living in the mountains for a long time. This time, one of our elders offended a powerful official, and as a result, the enemy family came after us. I barely escaped with my life because I had some knowledge of martial arts, and then I was rescued by you, brother. I am truly grateful."

  Wen Bufan quickly gave himself an identity and background. In ancient times, men were capped at 20 and women were pinned up at 15. Wen Bufan was only 19 years old, not yet at the age of capping. But he didn't care. Haven't you seen Cao Chong, Cao Zhi's son, who had a style name at the age of 12?

  In ancient times, characters were used by people who needed to participate in social interactions with a formal identity.

  Usually, Wen Bufan is very fond of ancient Chinese history and is also familiar with some ancient words. This time, he spoke fluently without arousing any suspicion from Zhou Luan about his identity as an outsider.

  "Oh. It's still the first year of Zhongping. No wonder when I saw you, Brother Bufan, you were covered in blood. It turns out that your enemies were pursuing and killing you. Brother Bufan, just rest assured and recover at my place, it was fate that we met in the mountains. Since we have a destined connection, how can I stand by and do nothing?"

  Zhou Leng nodded lightly and made up his mind quickly after hearing Wen Han's (also known as Wen Bufan) experience. He seems to be a generous and open-minded person.

  "Thank you very much." Wen Han felt a warmth in his heart and sincerely bowed to Zhou Long.

  "Sir, he just wanted to harm you. He's probably one of those sneaky thieves. And now is not the time..." At this point, a woman who should be Zhou Leng's wife shouted from the side.

  "Alright. I think Brother Bufan is a decent person, not some kind of thief or scoundrel. Besides, when others are in trouble, how can we just stand by and do nothing? Let's not disturb Brother Bufan's rest any further. Shall we go out together?"

  Zhou Luan stood up, made a courtesy to Wen Han, and then dragged his wife's hand out of the room.

  Wen Han watched Zhou Lian and his wife leave, but his mind was a mess.

  In the first year of Zhongping, wasn't it that year in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, not far from the Yellow Turban Rebellion? Wenhan vaguely remembered that the outbreak of the Yellow Turban Rebellion was in the year of Jiazi, and there were still two or three years to go.

  At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Wenhan was enthusiastic. This is a chaotic era, with constant wars and heroes emerging one after another, which is the ancient history that Wenhan loves most.

  Liu Bei, Liu Xuan De. Guan Yu, Guan Yun Chang. Zhang Fei, Zhang Yi De. Cao Cao, Cao Meng De. Lü Bu, Lü Feng Xian. Sun Jian, Sun Wen Tai. Zhao Yun, Zhao Zi Long. Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Kong Ming...

  Too much, too much, the Three Kingdoms. That's a man's romance. Wen Han has thought so since he understood this ancient history. He always dreams of one day joining hands with these heroes, laughing proudly at the world, and fighting in the nine states.

  Unexpectedly, he really achieved his dream. By chance, he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

  A month later, in the courtyard of Zhou's residence.

  Wen Han was practicing Tai Chi, and after a month of recuperation, his body had recovered. Or perhaps it was because the air and environment in ancient times were not as polluted as they are today, which also accelerated Wen Han's recovery speed.

  "Haha! Younger brother, younger brother!"

  Zhou Lian, who had just returned home, excitedly called out Wen Han's name. Because Wen Han was younger than Zhou Lian, after getting familiar with each other, Zhou Lian started calling Wen Han "younger brother". Wen Han gladly accepted it and also felt grateful that he was saved by the kind Zhou Lian when he first crossed over.

  "Big Brother Zhou, what's going on? You seem to be in such high spirits." Wen Han stopped his actions as he saw Zhou Lian walking towards him and flashed a brilliant smile at Zhou.

  "Haha, I'm thrilled! Really thrilled! The tricks you taught me are now a huge hit in my casino. It used to be so dull and lifeless, but now it's come alive. This month's earnings are comparable to last year's total income. Your sister-in-law has been laughing so hard her face hurts these past few days!"

  Zhou Leng's smiling face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and he looked as if he couldn't wait to rush over and kiss Wen Han several times.

  "Big Brother Zhou, how many times have I told you that? It's called Ma Diao. However, with the gambling den's business going well, trouble has also arrived. I heard your wife say that your old enemy 'Old Master Ma' Ma Zong has been looking for you to cause trouble these past few days."

  Wen Han narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing in them. The Zhou family had been running gambling dens for generations, and it was said that Zhou's ancestors were mountain bandits who settled down in He County, Hedong Prefecture with a group of old brothers after growing older.

  Because he had no skills and was bored, he opened a gambling den in the county with his brother. It has been operated for several generations, but by Zhou Lian's generation, because Zhou Lian is kind and does not like to cause trouble, he completely lacks the bandit-like domineering air of his ancestors.

  After Zhou Jun's father died, his father's subordinate Ma Zong led his brothers to set up their own business in the county and opened a gambling house to compete with Zhou Jun for business.

  At first, Ma Zong still remembered the kindness of Zhou Lin's father to him and did not make much trouble. However, later on, under the instigation of some petty people, Ma Zong began to suppress Zhou Lin and often went to Zhou Lin's gambling house to cause trouble.

  Before Wen Han appeared, there was a time when he almost destroyed Zhou Yong's entire casino. So at that time, Zhou Yong's wife 'Lin Shi'

  (In the late Eastern Han period, women had no status and were generally referred to by their surname after marriage) He was biased against Wen Han's language, thinking that Wen Han was a spy brought by Ma Chao.