My name is Robert Stone and at 45 I have achieved success in the field of archeology and I love my job. I have a wife and children, but archeology has always come first. But I didn't really want to go on this expedition. Of all history, I know historical China the worst of all, and for some reason this part of history was never interesting to me, but I still agreed.<br />In the evening, sitting in my office, I examined the old mirror, which they found with the archaeologists.<br />"Hmm, there's some kind of inscription, let's see what that means." I was able to translate some hieroglyphs myself.<br />"It is written here that everyone who looks in the mirror in the year of the dragon, then something about the stars, and says" Jiohuan ", then agrees to exchange, he will receive the life of another who also wants it. What nonsense"<br />I smiled and looked in the mirror and said "Jiohuang" with a smile. I was about to put down the mirror, but I saw the face of a Chinese girl there in the reflection. She was also surprised and said something, but I did not understand her. I was very surprised even by this fact. She looked at me fearfully and repeated some words several times. I was not at a loss and repeated the same expression and suddenly I seemed to be electrocuted.<br />I still held the mirror and saw the face of the same girl in the reflection, but now she was not scared, he calmly looked in the mirror and was silent. I started to say something and saw that the girl in the reflection completely repeats my words as if it were my reflection.<br />At that moment, someone tore the mirror from me like this<br />- Xiaoming, who allowed you to touch the imperial things?!?!<br />It was some kind of Chinese man about 40-50 years old in ancient Chinese clothes. He was angry and looked at me. Surprisingly, I understood everything he said, although he certainly spoke Chinese or even Old Chinese. I saw that my room had changed and now everything was in the old way. I looked at him in shock and did not understand what was happening<br />- You stupid servant! I told the hostess that you cannot be trusted!<br />He walked in my direction, and at that moment I realized that I was definitely not sitting in my chair now, but sitting on my knees on some soft material. I felt a strange weight on my chest, but at that moment he grabbed my hand and made me rise.<br />... <br /><br />Part 2:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/46969870">www.patreon.com/posts/46969870</a><br />Part 3:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/46969870">www.patreon.com/posts/46969870</a><br />Part 4:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/46969870">www.patreon.com/posts/46969870</a><br />Part 5:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/46969870">www.patreon.com/posts/46969870</a>