"Old Cui and Lao Du, please help me!"
Early in the morning, Tang Ping called the two people over.
"What's the matter, Master?"
Tang Ping looked at the two of them solemnly before saying, "I want to go back. Which of you will go with me?"
Yes, after he enabled the function of forming a team to return to modern times last time, he could take one person back with him every time. Of course, the person he brought back was the same as him, and they only had a twelve-hour stay.
The reason why one of the two of them had to be brought back was because there was something that needed their help.
"Go back?" Lao Cui and Lao Du were stunned for a moment, then looked at the small warehouse behind.
"Young Master...Young Master...Young Master, you want to take us to your heaven?"
"You can put it that way!" Tang Ping didn't intend to explain to them about parallel time and space and time travel. After all, he himself had only a vague understanding of this situation.
"We...can we really go?" The two of them still didn't quite believe it.
"Okay, but you must follow me after you pass, and you must not leave me. Also, try to talk as little as possible, and don't let others notice the difference between you. If you really have any questions, ask me when you get back."
After he finished speaking, he asked the two of them: "Which one of you will go with me?"
The two looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Let's play guessing!"
After several draws in a row, Lao Cui finally won!
Seeing Lao Du's disappointed look, Tang Ping comforted him and said, "Okay, Lao Du, I can take someone with me every time I go back. Next time, I'll take you with me next time!"
There was nothing to prepare for going back, but he just asked Lao Cui to wear modern clothes.
Although it is almost summer in the Tang Dynasty, it is still spring over there, and the temperature is not so hot yet. It is not the first time for Lao Cui to wear modern clothes. He put on sweatpants and a sweater as a familiar person, with his hair hanging down, which is really a bit... That kind of handsome and handsome feeling.
Tang Ping looked at Lao Cui up and down again, and nodded after confirming that he was not an ancient talent from his appearance.
"Are you ready? Lao Cui!"
Tang Ping put his hand on the handle of the back door and turned to look at Lao Cui.
Lao Cui took a deep breath and nodded.
The back door opened, and the backstreet that Lao Cui had seen several times appeared in his sight. With one step, he really came to this world that he had imagined countless times.
"Okay, don't be so nervous!" Tang Ping patted him on the shoulder: "This place is not much different from the Tang Dynasty. You just need to follow me and talk less!"
"Yes, sir!"
"No, we basically don't use the title Young Master here. How about... you can just call me Brother Ping!"
"Yes, sir...yes, Brother Ping!"
After leaving the back alley, cars were still coming and going on the road as usual. For Tang Ping, this was a common scene, but for Lao Cui, it was a bit shocking.
Fortunately, he was also someone who had ridden in a pickup truck, so he was just shocked that there were so many cars here, and no longer wondered why these cars could run so fast without cows and horses.
"Welcome! How can I help you?"
A voice from beside him startled Lao Cui. When he turned around, he saw a girl wearing a hat and mask looking at him.
Tang Ping took a look, smiled and asked, "How about it, Lao Cui, would you like a cup of milk tea?"
He also drank milk tea in a convenience store, but he mixed it with water. Although he didn't know what the difference was, Tang Ping asked, adhering to the principle of talking less, he just nodded.
Soon, the two of them were walking on the street with a cup of milk tea each. I have to say that Lao Cui thought this sweet thing was delicious.
Especially the soft and glutinous little black balls sucked up from the bottom are even more delicious.
At this moment, Lao Cui suddenly heard a loud shout from above his head: "The enemy is attacking the city!"
Lao Cui reluctantly put his hands on his waist, only to realize that he had changed into the clothes Tang Ping had given him, and there was no waist knife.
"Young master, hide first!" In his desperation, he forgot to call Tang Pingping brother. He grabbed Tang Ping's hand and started looking around for where to hide.
"Old Cui!" Tang Ping whispered: "Don't panic!"
Then he looked up and saw that the two of them happened to be passing by a theater. The trailer for a costume movie was playing on the big screen outside the theater.
"This, look, it's this!" Tang Ping pulled Lao Cui and pointed to the big screen above his head.
Lao Cui raised his head in astonishment, looking at the big screen in a daze. Fortunately, he had seen Tang Ping's computer screen in the store, but he didn't expect that the screen here could be so big.
"This...is this fake?"
"Well, it's fake, a movie! Just like the thing I asked you and Lao Du to shoot last time, it was all staged for others to see."
Lao Cui looked at the other people on the street, and as expected he was indifferent to the killing cries on the big screen.
Lao Cui said with some sigh: "So Brother Ping, there is no war here, right? That's great!"
Tang Ping thought for a while and said: "There are also wars, and the weapons here are countless times more powerful than those in the Tang Dynasty. Many of those weapons can easily wipe out a city! Fortunately, I was born in a peaceful country."
Lao Cui followed Tang Ping and continued to move forward. He did not forget to turn around and take a look at the big screen just now. It was indeed fake. How could ancient wars be like this?
At this moment, Tang Ping's phone actually rang, and it turned out that it was Gou Shaoqun calling him.
"Ergou, what's wrong?"
"Brother Ping, where are you?"
"I'm just outside the Cultural and Creative Street at Yida Cinema. What's going on?" To be honest, Tang Ping had no intention of meeting Gou Shaoqun with Lao Cui today.
As a result, Gou Shaoqun said "Wait for me" and hung up the phone!
Tang Ping had no choice but to whisper to Lao Cui again: "Be careful what you say in a while!"
"I understand, young master!" Lao Cui knew that it was Tang Ping's friend who came, and he became nervous.
After all, Tang Ping said that if others knew that he was from the Tang Dynasty, big trouble would happen.
Of course, it is easier to spot flaws with people you meet and talk to face to face than with passers-by walking around.
"Okay, don't be too nervous. Ergou is actually quite careless. As long as you pay attention to talking less and be calm and low-key when encountering special things, there will be no problem."
Lao Cui took a deep sip of milk tea to calm down his shock and nodded.
Soon, with a squeak, a very sexy red sports car parked in front of Yida Cinema, attracting countless eyes.
Then Gou Shaoqun got out of the car and stared at Tang Ping with big eyes.
"You're just going to pick us up in this car?"
Gou Shaoqun looked at the sports car with only two seats: "Why didn't you say you still have friends here?"
