C1 People Who Speak the New York-based Accent

"Where am I?" Xiao Letian opened his eyes in a daze, but when he looked around, he could only see trees and towering mountains that were shaking in the cold wind.

"Why did the weather suddenly become so cold? I remember that it wasn't this cold when I entered the mountain." What about the bonfire s, the tents, I use them as pillows to climb the mountain? " Only the stream that was still running slowly around him proved that he was still in his old campground, but how could the surrounding trees suddenly become dense?

Xiao Letian didn't have any strength left in his body. It was as if he had been on a long and arduous hike, all of his physical strength had been exhausted.

"Water... I need some water... " Xiao Letian gathered some energy and struggled to climb up the stream. When he could reach the icy cold stream, his head kept spinning.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from behind him. There was also the sound of someone's hurried voice. Xiao Letian wanted to look back, but before he could do so, his vision went dark and he fainted on the stone beach.

"This trip to the Taihang Mountains to camp was really a huge mistake …" These were the last words in Xiao Letian's mind before he lost consciousness.

Not too far away from where Liu Tie fainted, there were three sudden popping sounds, and the shrub on the hillside shook violently, followed by Sun Tie's excited cheers, "Qing San Ye is mighty, his godly prowess is peerless, it's simply Sai Li Guang, Little Flower Rong …" Bighead, who was wearing the Eight Banner Kan, ran into the grass on the hillside excitedly. Not long later, he took out a huge fat rabbit.

Qing San Ye, who was known as the number one expert of the Yi County. He was known as the Peerless Cavalry Archer, and was one of the eight great Manchuria names, Fuche. His full name was Fu Qing. Normally, the soldiers would flatter him like this, but he was already smiling so much that his eyes narrowed. He might even throw a handful of copper coin over to reward them.

However, Qing San Ye wasn't excited at all when he heard the flattery. His eyes were staring at a tall man riding a horse not far away. On closer look, it was actually Chinese goblin?

"General Qing …" Your archery skills are amazing. In my opinion, you are even better than the best archery master in Japan … Don't you want to take a picture? "I'll give you one, and I'll record your figure …" After Chinese goblin said this, his follower Blacks Sai Men began to point the camera at Qing San Ye.

"San Ye, get off your horse. This is Chinese goblin's soul-stirring object. Every time you look at it, you lose a sliver of your soul." Chinese goblin, I already knew that you weren't a good person. Now that you've revealed your skills, if you have the guts, come at us … "

Aiyo, looks like these janitor are the sons of the family, there are really no ordinary soldiers with such loyalty. Qing San Ye wasn't as confident as before. He made the son of his family pull off his horse and hid behind the pile of people to look at the devil-like Sai Men. He couldn't even speak properly.

"Stop …" Stop... This is the territory of our Daqing, how can we allow you to be so presumptuous. Put down the Demon Weapon … "

Just as Chinese goblin and the Daqing Martial Officer were in a stalemate, a figure suddenly ran over from the east side. As he ran, he called out, "adults …." "Dear adults, please come and take a look. We've caught long hair remnant …" "It was a man wearing a cap with melon rind and a blue tunic, Xiao Liu, who was sweating profusely.

When Qing San Ye and Chinese goblin heard long hair remnant appeared, they immediately ran towards the west without fighting any further. They circled around a four meter tall white rock, and found that the Caravan was already surrounded.

"Manager Fan, what's going on?" "Where did you find it …" Qing San Ye was asking about a skinny old man with a black satin robe and a goatee. His two small eyes were brimming with light, he was this Caravan's grandson, Jin Shang's Chief Manager.

"San Ye, don't worry, I didn't find him when the Caravan was resting. Later on, when Buddy went to fetch water, he found him by the stream. He thought it was a mountain villager who was in trouble, but when he turned around, he gave me a fright …"

Manager Fan was right. When Qing San Ye and Chinese goblin lowered their heads to look, they realized that this fair and handsome young man was really strange. Firstly, he did not have any braid, and his hair looked like it had not been growing for a month. Furthermore, the Clothes he was wearing looked very strange, it was similar to a foreigner's style.

You say he is a monk, and there is no scented scar on his head? You say he is a remnant of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and the Clothes he is wearing is also of the Wu Tie style. Even Qing San Ye, who is experienced and knowledgeable, has no idea what this person is capable of. In the end, he and Manager Fan subconsciously glanced at Chinese goblin.

Before Chinese goblin could say anything, the unconscious young man on the ground suddenly moved. "Water …" "Give me water …" When Chinese goblin saw that he had woken up, he quickly got Sai Men to take out a canteen and gulped down half a canteen of water. Finally, this fair skinned young man opened his eyes.

"Aiyo, so it was international friends who saved me? I never thought that instead of going to Beijing to crawl around, you would come to this remote place and be my donkey friend … thankyou... "Thankyou..." Just when Kid wanted to talk to Friends in English, his focus changed to a wide angle. A group of Daqing people surrounded him, scaring him to the point where he sat up straight.

"ohmygod... Are you all putting on an act? Are we shooting an external scene? " Before he could finish, Qing San Ye and underhand threw a ladle of cold water at him. "Wake up, wake up …" Listening to his accent, he was a man of Beijing, how could he say what Chinese goblin said? "Could it be two evil spirits …"

At that time, the ladle of cold water made Kid clear-headed. He looked around carefully at his surroundings: Caravan, the Qing Dynasty's Martial Officer, the foreigners, the big horses, the walking mule, the little donkey … Of course, there were also those real braid, which finally allowed him to recognize the reality that he had transcended. However, at that time, he had fainted once again.

The young man who had transmigrated was called Xiao Letian, someone from the Great Heaven Dynasty. After graduating from Yan Jing University, he was mixed in with a multinational advertising Company to become a mid-tier supervisor. This fellow usually didn't have any hobbies, but he liked to engage in military forums and argue with a group of people like cyan. He only remembered traveling with a group of donkey friends deep inside the Taihang Mountains before teleporting to another world, and he was red-faced from arguing with another person about military history beside the bonfire.

Xiao Letian had always emphasized that there was actually another way for the modern China to go. They might not have to follow the old path of changing dynasties, as killing ten people and nine people was too damaging to their vitality. In the year dryad was young, Qing Dynasty had a total of about three hundred million people, but in the campaign against Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, over a hundred million people died, and a third of the population disappeared. Those were the lives of people, the foundations of the Country.

Unfortunately, Xiao Letian's compassion was met with the other party's mockery. That donkey friend refuted Xiao Letian with a strong revolutionary tone, saying that a class was destined not to step down from the stage. How could an undead break the iron lid created by thousands of years of tradition? Even if Baili Liu was one in ten, the revolution was inevitable.

Neither of them could convince the other, so most of the time, they ended up staying the night. In the end, under the curses of the other donkey friends, the two finally shut their mouths and went to sleep. Xiao Letian was still reciting it in his mind before he fell asleep.

"If you give me one chance, Laozi will definitely walk a completely different path. I want to let Ethnic Group of China use the least amount of blood to walk out of the decaying mud. I believe, I believe …"

Never would he have thought that the heavens would actually give him this opportunity after hearing his cry. After the awakening of this dream, Xiao Letian actually crossed over to another world.

"Man, man, man, what year is it today? And this foreign friend, do you know what year it was according to the Western calendar? "Hurry up and tell me …" When Xiao Letian was awakened by the cold water again, he asked a person the same question over and over again.

Finally, the foreigner opened his mouth and said in his weird Chinese that didn't have four tones, "Young man, this year is 1864, which means three years for Tongzhi …" Did you lose your memory? You were hit in the head? "

Xiao Letian's back was drenched in sweat. No wonder these people called me long hair just now and also called me two evil spirits. It turned out to be 1864. With the destruction of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom this year, the so called Tongzhi, Zhong Xing, was about to begin. It had been four years since Second Opium War's demise. The Germany was going to be unified in a few more years, and even the little Japan was in a mess right now. In another four years, the Japan would be changing its style, and Minzhiweixin would be starting.

Heavens, the earth, you are really playing with me. You can just take me, a little cyan, as a fart if you want to complain. Why are you still taking me seriously? He even threw it between the first and second Industrial Revolution s. Your starting point is not bad. This year is really the last chance for China's Wu Steel to rise.

Xiao Letian did not have the mind to let his imagination run wild, his first mission right now is to survive, no matter what, I cannot let these people be the scapegoats for the remnants of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, they would rather stay alive even if it's two evil spirits. Xiao Letian could clearly see that the military officer called Qing San Ye had a bad complexion and was whispering something in the ear with Zhou Steel's Slave.

Even old shopkeeper of the Caravan, who brought Buddy, did not dare to come close to him. Trader was afraid of being stuck, especially the Little Buddy who saved him. Right now, only the large nose's foreigners were not afraid of them and were still interested in answering their own questions.

Xiao Letian's brain was working at a speed comparable to that of an 8-core CPU, arranging and sorting out all the information. Xiao Letian's brain was working at a speed comparable to that of an 8-core CPU, sorting out all the information.

In the end, Xiao Letian suddenly grabbed the sleeve of the preacher in front of him and said in his standard American English, "God, please save your people. Only you can save my life now, and I am willing to give you the most valuable information in exchange for your help. French? Or … Forget it, no matter which Country you are from, I will still be of help to you. Now, please save me and give me a legal identity … "

The foreigner with blue eyes was shocked. He could not tell what Chinese had said when he first spoke a few English words, but he was shocked to hear the entire passage of English now. This Chinese could actually speak with the accent of the Eastern USA, which was the most standard accent used in New York.

"Oh my God, what kind of person are you giving me? This is the weirdest thing that happened to me in Qing Kingdom … "