Looking at the handsome young man with a smile on his face on the top of the carriage, everyone below looked at each other, as if they were shocked and at a loss as to what to do by the overly calm demeanor of the man in blue.

Cheng Chumo protected the young man beside him behind him and looked at the man in green with sharp eyes.

"It's you?!"

The man in green shirt glanced at him, smiled and said, "General, we meet again!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Cheng Chumo shouted sternly, holding a lance in his hand, and strode forward. He swung the lance at the man in green sitting on the edge of the carriage, and shouted righteously, "You bold lunatic, trespassing into the military camp, do you know what crime you should be punished for?!"

"call--"

The fine and high-quality horse lance was swung over with great force.

The man in green showed helplessness on his face, and immediately knocked the carriage with his heel. His body floated up like a wild goose, easily avoiding the lance and landing on the back of the top of the carriage.

Seeing this scene, the young man opened his mouth slightly, almost stunned.

Since he came to this Tang Dynasty world, he had seen many fierce generals who dominated the battlefield and left their names in history, but this was the first time he had seen a master with such a graceful figure, like the heroes in Jin Yong's novels...

That’s right, the young man’s name is Yun Ye, Marquis of Lantian in the Tang Dynasty, and he is a time traveler!

Cheng Chumo was not surprised to see the man in green easily avoid his lance.

His eyes were sharp, and he drew and thrust the lance in his hand, like a dragon emerging from the sea, and swiftly stabbed at the man in green.

The man in green shirt pointed his toes and floated down like the wind. At the same time, with great strength, he lightly tapped the lance with his right hand.

“Buzz——”

In an instant, a tremendous force came from the lance.

Cheng Chumo was startled, and the lance in his hand shot out to the left uncontrollably and stabbed into the ground fiercely.

At the same time, the speed of the man in green clothes increased suddenly, like a gust of wind rising from the ground, and he swept through the crowd in an instant.

All the guards were startled and turned their heads quickly, only to see the man in green appear next to the white camel. He was like an immortal, crossing a distance of nearly twenty meters in one step.

“…How is this possible?!”

An old man next to Yun Ye couldn't help but exclaim.

The other old man frowned and shouted, "Shoot!"

"stop!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time.

The guards only obeyed the military orders of Yun Ye and Cheng Chumo. Now that the two of them spoke at the same time, they naturally lowered their bows and crossbows and dared not shoot arrows.

Cheng Chumo drew out his lance, pushed through the crowd, walked to the front, and stared at the man in green with sharp eyes.

"You are indeed a good martial artist!" Cheng Chumo praised, then held the horse spear in his hand, bowed and said with a smile, "I just wanted to show off my skills, and I hope you will forgive me if I offend you!"

"No problem!"

The man in green shirt smiled slightly and put the parchment in his hand back into the silver box. Just as he was about to reply, he saw the young man striding out, looking at him excitedly and said, "Hero!"

The man in green was startled for a moment, then looked at the young man thoughtfully.

Yun Ye did not notice the expression of the man in green shirt, and asked excitedly: "I wonder what sect the hero is from, was the legendary Qinggong used just now?"

“…”

The man in green shirt twitched the corner of his mouth, then looked at Yun Ye helplessly.

Qinggong, martial arts, heroes...

There’s no way to escape, this is another time traveler!

Lin Zhongtian sighed, wondering how he could run into a time traveler just by going out for a vacation.

It seems that it is destined that he will be entangled with various time travelers throughout his life...

At the same time, seeing that Lin Zhongtian did not answer, Yun Ye thought that he had spoken out of turn and asked a question that should not be asked.

So he quickly changed his words and said with a smile: "So that the hero knows, my name is Yun Ye, the Yun Hou mentioned in the letter!"

"……I see!"

Hearing the name Yun Ye, Lin Zhongtian suddenly realized and finally knew his identity in this world.

Yun Ye, whose courtesy name is Buqi, is the protagonist of "Tang Brick". He traveled to the Tang Dynasty world and relied on the knowledge from his previous life to become the Marquis of Lantian County in the Tang Dynasty. Now he has returned from Shuofang with his troops. This should be the timeline around the fourth volume.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly and said leisurely: "So it's the Lantian Marquis of the Tang Dynasty!"

"My name is Lin, and I am from the Central Plains. I passed by here a few days ago and saw you guys fighting with the Hu people. I was so excited that I decided to join in the fun. As for this parchment, I just took it out of curiosity to take a look!"

As he spoke, Lin Zhongtian raised his hand and knocked on the silver box.

As the force was inhaled and exhaled, the silver box flew out and landed precisely in front of Yun Ye. "Return the item to its original owner. I hope Yun Hou will forgive me!"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and cupped his hands, looking calm and composed, like a master.

The old man next to Yun Ye frowned and looked at Lin Zhongtian suspiciously.

Cheng Chumo glanced at him, noticed his eyes, and immediately whispered: "Sir, you don't know, this man did participate in the battle just now, and he only killed the bearded men, not the Tang people, so I think he has no ill intentions."

"As for the matter of trespassing into the military camp, someone suggests that we can postpone the discussion."

"You must know that this man walks leisurely in front of the battle, killing people and taking their heads, as if he is in an empty space. His martial arts are amazing, which I have never seen before. If a conflict or dispute arises here, I am afraid it will be difficult to protect you..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the old man immediately fell silent and quietly retreated.

At the same time, the guards beside Yun Ye had opened the silver box, took out the parchment, and handed it to Yun Ye.

After reading the parchment, Yun Ye found that the words on it were exactly the same as what Lin Zhongtian read.

At this time, Yun Ye had calmed down from his initial excitement.

He frowned, stuffed the parchment back into the silver box, and looked at Lin Zhongtian opposite him again.

On the wasteland, he encountered a peerless master from the Central Plains, and also a foreign nobleman who used the lives of hundreds of slaves to invite him to a strange banquet...

So many suspicious things happening at the same time made Yun Ye start to doubt.

After a little thought, Yun Ye suddenly asked, "Are you a messenger too?"

Lin Zhongtian was slightly startled, then laughed and said, "Of course not."

Yun Ye said in a deep voice: "Forgive me for being blunt. Your Excellency's martial arts are amazing, and you act cunningly. You even dare to break into the military camp. If you can't be honest with me, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to be convinced."

Lin Zhongtian asked with great interest: "Then what do you want to do?"

Yun Ye smiled and said, "Brother Lin's martial arts are amazing. If we were in another place, I would definitely take the initiative to make friends with Brother Lin. But now, I still have important military affairs to attend to, so I have no time to take care of other things. Please leave first, Brother Lin."

"After this matter is finished, if Brother Lin wants to come and visit me, I am willing to prepare a bed for you in Chang'an!"

Having said that, Yun Ye’s meaning has become very clear.

He couldn't figure out Lin Zhongtian's background and was afraid of Lin Zhongtian's martial arts, so he wanted to make concessions and let both sides live in peace.

Lin Zhongtian nodded and said with a smile: "What if I don't want to leave?"

Cheng Chumo and the guards were startled for a moment, then their expressions gradually became solemn.

Yun Ye remained calm, stopped everyone, and said with a smile: "To be honest, Brother Lin, we still have 500 elite cavalry following us. If Brother Lin insists on not leaving, please tell me the reason. Otherwise, I... F*ck!"

Before he finished speaking, Yun Ye could not help but swear and stared at Lin Zhongtian in amazement.

Lin Zhongtian reached into his bosom and pulled out a silver-glittering M1911. He held it in his hand, pointed the muzzle at Yun Ye, and looked at him with a smile.

Yun Ye widened his eyes, staring at the black muzzle of the gun, his face flushed, and he was speechless.

Cheng Chumo, who was standing next to him, looked at Lin Zhongtian, who seemed to be smiling, and then looked at Yun Ye, whose face was gradually becoming terrified. He frowned slightly and asked in a puzzled voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's just a piece of fine iron, why do you get so scared?"

A piece of fine iron?

Not yet?

Do you know what this thing represents?!

Yun Ye widened his eyes and stared at the silver pistol. He felt dazed, as if the worldview that he had rebuilt with great difficulty since traveling through time began to collapse again.

Seeing Yun Ye’s funny reaction, Lin Zhongtian couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Although he came to this world for vacation, as a member of the alliance, he still cannot forget his duties when encountering a time traveler.

Naturally, Lin Zhongtian set his sights on Yun Ye, but after all, he and Yun Ye were both time travelers and did not exist in history.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult to gain Yun Ye's trust.

In this case, Lin Zhongtian simply laid his cards on the table. Coincidentally, in order to explain his knowledge from his previous life, Yun Ye fabricated a hermit named Xiaoyaozi out of thin air, saying that he was his mentor.

In addition, there is a hidden sect called Baiyujing.

Lin Zhongtian knew Yun Ye's identity, and naturally thought of this sect, which could be used by him.

He laughed loudly and said in a friendly tone, "Look at you, you fool. It's only been ten years since we last met in Baiyujing. Have you already forgotten what your brother looks like?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around was in an uproar.

Whether it was Cheng Chumo, Xu Jingzong, or Sun Simiao, they all looked at Yun Ye in astonishment.

Cheng Chumo quickly lowered his lance, widened his eyes, and his gaze kept wandering between Lin Zhongtian and Yun Ye.

Yun Ye was also stunned for a moment, then he understood. If Lin Zhongtian was really a time traveler like himself, then he might have heard about what he had done and came to him just to see him.

Thinking of this, Yun Ye sighed helplessly, looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, and said with a stiff upper lip:

“Master…Senior Brother!”