People in Ming Dynasty: I Picked up a JK Girl at the Beginning

The scholar stroked the remaining palm marks on his face and looked at the woman in front of him with a bit of helplessness - she had a snow-white lining, a bright red knot on her collar, and a black short skirt that was incompatible with the here and now, and there was still a trace of panic on her face. "So my benefactor... Please tell me what year it is?" She asked in a weak voice. "The twelve years of Wanli." "It's over, it's over, it's really the sixteenth century... How are we going to go back..." The woman turned pale and whispered to herself. "It should be the seventeenth century." The scholar corrected his expression seriously, "According to the Western calendar, this year is actually 1644." "How is it possible! How could 1644 be the twelfth year of Wanli?" She suddenly paused, with surprise and doubt in her eyes, "No... How do you know the Gregorian calendar?!" The scholar didn't reply, he just turned his wrist and unsheathed his sword silently. The sword flashed like a cold moon, slashing towards her side with a faint sound of breaking wind, and then sheathed the sword, moving so fast that it only left a pale blue afterimage in the air. The woman subconsciously looked back—— "Ho--!" When she saw what was next to her, her breathing stopped suddenly, and her whole body fell backwards like a puppet with its strings cut off. "Mr. Lee, a Western missionary in the academy, once taught this method. There were also exam questions related to it this autumn, so I still remember it." Fang Youyou's warm and gentle voice reached her buzzing ears. The scholar squatted down and stared at the girl who was lying limply on the ground, with a faint smile still on his lips, "My name is Chen Mo. I would like to ask the girl, can you tell me your name? Where do you come from and where do you want to go?"