The autumn is clear and the sky is so high and blue. The air exudes the fragrance of soil and plants, without the smell of later industrial society.

Walking on the dirt road, it is softer than the cement road. Mu Yang hasn't felt this way for a long time. He was born in the capital and was mostly from the capital. Most of his relatives are from the capital, so he has very little experience in living abroad. Except for a few trips with friends, he rarely gets close to nature.

There are all the farmer around. After the initial sorghum field, Muyang saw corn fields, soybean fields, and cotton fields. Although Muyang had no experience in farming, he also knew that these crops should be crops from the north, and this place should be the north.

He was strolling while observing the scenery around him, but he was thinking about the first task in his mind.

According to the literal meaning of the mission, I may have been sent to the War of Resistance Against Japan, otherwise how could the Japanese soldiers appear? This period is not fun. The Japanese burned, killed, looted, and did everything they could. Don’t be accidentally killed by the Japanese soldiers.

After walking for half an hour, after turning a corn field, Muyang saw a man in a field with low crops. He was forty or fifty meters away from the small dirt road where Muyang was located. From a distance, he was an old man, about 50 years old.

The old man was wearing a patched gray short jacket, dark pants, and under his feet was a pair of cloth shoes that were about to be trampled. The old man was facing his back to Mu Yang and digging in the ground with a hoe.

"Uncle, let's find out about the way." Mu Yang called out to the old man on the dirt road.

When the old man heard the sound, his body shook, then looked up at Mu Yang. After seeing Mu Yang being alone, he looked around alertly and found that there were no outsiders, so he felt relieved.

Mu Yang didn't pay attention to all this. He finally met someone, so he wouldn't let him go. He stepped on the ditches and went straight into the field, and rushed to the old man.

The old man clenched his hoe in his hand, looking at the young man in strange clothes, his eyes revealed his guard.

Mu Yang didn't know that the Chinese people today were poisoned by the Japanese for a long time, and even ordinary people would be deeply wary of strangers, let alone a guy like Mu Yang who was full of strangeness.

After getting closer, Mu Yang found out that the old man was digging sweet potatoes in the field. "Uncle, are you digging sweet potatoes, let me ask you what place this is and what year it is."

Mu Yang's question is completely the standard questioning rhythm of time travelers. It seems that the first sentence of every time traveling through personnel is this. What is this? Which year is this? Haha, Mu Yang is no exception. He absolutely follows the experience of his predecessors.

"The accent of the young man who listened to the words was from the capital." The old man did not directly answer Mu Yang's question, but asked.

"Yes, native people in the capital." Mu Yang replied.

"What kind of business is this to do? Why did you transfer here?" the old man continued to ask.

"I am still a student and I am going to college, so I just go out for a trip." Mu Yang didn't know the current situation, so he could only answer ambiguously.

"It's not a good time to make trouble in Japan now. The old man advises you to go home and live a peaceful life, and don't run around." Although the old man saw Mu Yang wearing a weird dress, his accent was indeed an authentic Beijing accent, and his tone was like a student, so he kindly reminded him.

"Thank you, my uncle, for reminding me, you haven't told me where this is, what year is this year?" Mu Yang continued to ask.

"Oh, this is Wufangqiao Village, which belongs to the territory of Baxian. This year is the 33rd year of the Republic of China. Today is the 21st of the July 1st of the lunar calendar. You said you are a college student, why don't you even remember the days? It seems that you have been out for a long time. Let's go home quickly. The war is in chaos and save your family members from worrying." The old man reminded again kindly.

On the territory of Baxian, on the 21st day of the 7th day of the lunar calendar in the 33rd year of the Republic of China, Mu Yang silently remembered these messages.

Ba County seems to have some impression. It is in the eastern part of Hebei Province, and it seems not too far from the capital. As for what year was in the 33rd year of the Republic of China, Mu Yang really doesn't know and needs to go back and check it.

"Uncle, how do you go to Baxian?" Mu Yang asked.

"There is a road more than one mile to the east. After walking on the road, you can see the walls of Baxian County after walking eleven or two miles." The old man pointed to the road and said.

"Fortunately it's not too far, so thank you uncle. By the way, uncle, let me ask you if there are any Japanese nearby?" Mu Yang asked in a low voice.

The old man immediately became alert, his hand holding the hoe tightened again, and asked in a low voice: "What are you asking for this?"

"I'm afraid that I will encounter some accidents when encountering Japanese on the road." Mu Yang also felt a little abrupt and explained.

"Oh, this is the Japanese artillery tower everywhere in North China. Sometimes they even drive a sideboard cart to patrol. There are hundreds of Japanese soldiers in Baxian. I think you should be careful. If they see your outfit, they will probably catch them and question them."

The old man still felt a little uncomfortable with Mu Yang's weird outfit, so he kindly reminded him again.

Mu Yang also knew that his outfit was indeed a bit alternative to this era. This outdoor outfit does not look like the people of this era. It seems that he really needs to prepare well.

"Thank you, uncle, I'm leaving."

Mu Yang said goodbye to the old man and headed towards the direction the old man pointed out.

But I didn't hear the old man standing there muttering to himself: "I don't know why this young man was stupid when he gave birth. Never mind running out by himself. Isn't he seeking death? I hope he can get home safely all the way."

When Muyang walked out more than a mile, he really saw a big road, which was a slag road about ten meters wide. Looking at the ruts and footprints on the road, people should often pass by here.

There are many people passing by here, and Mu Yang dare not walk forward, for fear that he would be in danger if he really encountered Japanese soldiers. So he would probably go back and prepare to come back. Besides, he also needs to go back and check the information of this era.

Without going on the main road, he directly got into a dense cornfield on the side of the road, and then went back silently, and Mu Yang returned to his home.

After taking a deep breath, Mu Yang's nervous mood was relieved. He put down his backpack, took out a can of Wanglaoji from the refrigerator and poured it in one breath. He took out the heart fire first.

Walk to the computer, open a word document after turning on it, and start typing what you need to consider. This is Mu Yang's habit, write it down, summarize it, and then solve it one by one.

"Certain the time, on July 21, 1933, the lunar calendar, the location is outside the county town, more than ten miles away from the county town. You need to prepare a suit for the clothes, some money, and weapons that are suitable for those days. By the way, whether the time is still synchronized, how did you forget it just now."

He typing while muttering, suddenly remembered this incident, then raised his hand to look at the watch, it was 9:34 am. Well, he traveled through at 8 am. He walked for half an hour, and then talked with the old man for a while. The time was probably the same.

But when he looked up and swept to the computer clock, he was stunned. This is wrong. Why is the time on the computer at 8:47 on April 5, 2009? It has been nearly an hour since he was on the computer, but why has it only been more than ten minutes? Is the computer broken?
Chapter completed!