The old capital, which had been silent for decades, had many uninvited guests.
Each of these uninvited guests has their own purpose. The purpose of the person who came in the carriage and the young man sitting on the horse is to find a woman, a woman that he has longed for and coveted for a long time.
This woman ignored him, which was really helpless.
His senior brother once said to him, "If you ignore me today, you will be unable to reach a higher level tomorrow." But the young man believed that this was extremely difficult for him and basically impossible.
He could only kneel and lick all the way, and as his senior brother said, the reason why dogs are so popular with women is because dogs can lick, and there are many ways to lick, such as standing, sitting, and kneeling.
It is precisely because he can lick that he is liked by others. The young man originally thought that after finding the woman he cares about, he would learn to lick standing, sitting, and kneeling like a dog. This idea has been repeated in his mind.
Again, we spent several days.
Especially today, after I heard that I was about to reach the old capital, I had this image of kneeling and licking in my mind. How can I lick the most perfect lick? How can I lick it? The girl Youluo is satisfied and elated. She is willing to lick the ground.
own wife.
In front of flowers and under the moon, an extremely handsome man puts his arm around a stunningly beautiful woman, lifts her feet, and kisses her gently. What kind of beautiful picture is that?
Whenever the young man thinks of this, he laughs and swallows his saliva.
The charm of the ancient city, the beauties and the beautiful men. Under the beautiful scenery, it is such a beautiful thing for two people to make love to each other. If you are moved by the scenery, it is a higher level of skin-to-skin intimacy, and the joy of fish and water.
Then, this licking dog will no longer lick just one foot, but the entire body, and even touch the entire soul.
What he was looking forward to was finally coming soon. He only had to climb over a mountain to reach the old capital.
However, what he saw was that there were no good mountains, rivers, or scenery. There was only a barren land, and the so-called old capital stood in the middle of this world.
"Yes, this is the old capital." A sighing voice came from inside the carriage.
This young man is none other than Ling Dabao. The person in the carriage is his adoptive father whom he just met, and he is also a contemporary painting sage of the Zhou Dynasty.
The two of them had a long and dusty journey, and it was only on the fourth day that they arrived here. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, they would have arrived a day earlier.
The rain had just passed, and the land was still a little damp, so the air was naturally very fresh and cool. Jiang Ling Dabao's black hair was swaying and swaying, and fluttering again and again.
Ling Dabao blew on his sticky hair and poked it at the corner of his mouth, looking at the bloodstains in front of him with confusion.
"This is a century-old ancient charm, with mountains, rivers and scenery all in one city?" Ling Dabao was stunned.
At the first glance, perhaps it was an illusion due to being too tired and tired. The second glance was still the same, and the third glance was still the same. This showed that I was not wrong.
"One day in the cave, ten years outside the cave...Father...could it be that if you and I stayed in that cave for one night, ten years would have passed outside the cave?"
Ling Dabao was full of doubts, as if he had experienced the passage of time. In a short period of time, ten years had passed unknowingly.
A prosperous city has turned into a lifeless city. This is by no means just ten years, it will take at least decades, or even a hundred years.
The curtains on the carriage were lifted, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
Mr. Yan looked through the car window at the city, which was full of complexity. Back then, he and Gongsun Erniang parted ways after experiencing the nightmare in the old capital. They have never met each other since then.
This is the road to hell that ruined his junior brother, and it was also the place that ruined his love.
Now that I'm back again, will I encounter the same nightmare this time? And now, will I be able to fight against the skeletons who hurt those friends back then?
Mr. Yan, many years ago, he had thought about trying to come here again.
He knew that he was not the only one with this idea. The same was true for Aunt Gongsun.
That was the place where Mrs. Gongsun's vigor had been smoothed away, and now she is even more cautious.
Aunt Gongsun was the current sword master, but her swordsmanship lacked a bit of sharpness and courage, so her swords were mostly blunt and full of self-preservation.
She is a Sword Master, but at this time, she is far inferior to the Sword Masters of the past, and not as good as those who came before her.
Aunt Gongsun's swordsmanship has been surpassed by Zhou Youluo. When Mr. Yan saw Zhou Youluo for the first time, he felt as if he had met Aunt Gongsun back then.
After all, this coming is not to help Ling Dabao find true love. It is for himself.
Mr. Yan made this decision after learning Ling Dabao's name.
There are rumors in the world that Ling Dabao is suspected to be a member of the Immortal Sect. Otherwise, it would be impossible to repel a top martial arts expert with just one finger.
There is indeed a rumor in this world. Above the rivers and lakes is the Immortal Sect, of which Chunyang Palace is the most important. If his adopted son is really from the Immortal Sect, from Chunyang, he is an immortal.
Then, this time, maybe I can go deep into the old capital and avenge the blood of my old friends and junior brothers who are always sleeping in the darkness.
If the immortal takes action, how can there be any reason in the world that the demons will not be destroyed?
Mr. Yan's gaze moved from the blood-stained building to the young man.
This is a dragon and a phoenix among men, a master of painting that I can never catch up to, a fairy in painting that is far beyond the world. At the same time, he is also the most beautiful man in this world, with thousands of rays of light in one body. In the final analysis, it is still
I favored this adopted son.
After all, it was me who had a wishful thinking from the beginning and wanted to get everything from Ling Dabao.
Mr. Yan thought for a long time along the way. If Miss Youluo had no intention of coming here, then would he find an excuse to come to this old city?
It is impossible to have it now, but once there is an opportunity in the future, then I will definitely seek the opportunity to come here with my cheap adopted son.
Mr. Yan's eyes were very complicated. He was about to speak but hesitated. He was wondering whether he should tell Ling Dabao the truth about the matter or whether he should blindly conceal it, deceive him and lure him to the old capital.
However, the old capital looked like this, with bloodstains everywhere. Even if Ling Dabao was not deeply involved in the world, he could not connect the ancient charm with what he saw.
Unless, this precious adopted son of mine is extremely talented in painting and has a strong understanding. When God gave this gift, it took away some other aspects, such as IQ.
From the very beginning when I saw Ling Dabao being amazed when he was painting, to the scene where he was pursuing Zhou Youluo, the comparison was really shocking. It was not like what a painting immortal should be like at all.
Now we can only hope that this precious adopted son's IQ will be lower, and eventually it will be as low as a fool.
This is just an expectation. If Ling Dabao is really a fool, then the attainment of painting Taoism cannot be so high unless a miracle happens.
However, this can only be thought of in a dream, and I never thought that it might actually happen.
When Mr. Yan heard this sentence, the complexity in his eyes disappeared for a short time, replaced by a little light.
This light was just for a moment, and the next one turned into complicated things, including deeper pity, guilt, and heartache.
"One day in the cave, ten years outside the cave... Foster father... Could it be that you and I stayed in that cave for one night, and ten years have passed outside..." Mr. Yan murmured in his heart
He murmured, feeling very sad.
Such a good person would ask such a question. How pitiful a good child could be a fool.
Ling Dabao frowned again and again, always feeling that his adoptive father looked at him as if he were a fool.
But, there are no fools here. There are just handsome and handsome men.
Mr. Yan thought for a while, then said in a very serious tone, "It is very possible that changes have really taken place. After all, this was once the most prosperous city in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"A city that was once the most prosperous city in the Great Zhou Dynasty has now become like this. I'm afraid it wouldn't have been possible in less than 180 years."
Mr. Yan sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the world would change in just a moment. What year is it now? Why would something like this happen to you and me, father and son?"
Ling Dabao was stunned, then opened his eyes wide, paused for a long time, and then screamed.
"Oh my god, what my senior brother once said happened to me.
"Your senior brother? Son...what did your senior brother say to you?"
Mr. Yan was very curious as to who the senior brother his precious son was talking about, and he really wanted to meet him. Because according to Ling Dabao, his senior brother had great supernatural powers and could escape from the earth into the sea, go to heaven, and step on the stars.
If someone else had said this, Mr. Yan would have thought it was just talking in a dream. But when his adopted son said it, he didn't think so.
This is not nonsense, but real words. It makes me convinced that my adopted son comes from the Immortal Sect and comes from Chunyang.
"My senior brother said that there are some magical places in this world. Time flows much slower than the outside world. In such places, as long as you stay for a while, many years will pass by the outside world."
"This kind of place really exists, but it is very rare. But I never thought that it would happen to me."
Ling Dabao was stunned and lost his mind.
"How many years have passed since the world has changed? Is it ten years, or decades. Or is it a hundred years?"
At this moment, Ling Dabao had only one thought in his mind.
Does the stunning beauty of that time still exist now? Has it become a red and pink skeleton with the ruthlessness of the years?
Ling Dabao's heart was trembling and bleeding, and he climbed off the horse while swaying.
"Youluo girl......"
In the end, Ling Dabao couldn't control himself and started shouting like a madman. He ran towards the city gate crazily, and in a dozen steps, he ran into the old capital.
At this moment, the compassion in Mr. Yan's eyes became even deeper.
He didn't expect that his prayer would actually come true. His precious adopted son was really a fool.