With Li Gang as a walking dictionary, Yun Ye quickly figured out the origin of Yuan Shoucheng. The old guy was really a god. He could see the past and the future, determine mountains and rivers, divide water veins, know the good and the bad after seeing a baby, and wander around for a hundred days.
I don't know how to be hungry and cold, and my life span is about to reach 800 years old. When the time comes, the whole country will celebrate.
"Wait, sir, please wait a moment. You said he has lived for eight hundred years?" Yun Ye did not expect that he would be surprised twice in one day. The bastard only lived to be a thousand years old. This old pervert has already lived.
Eight hundred years old? How many ignorant women from good families will be harmed by this.
"Yeah, what's the problem? The old man has lived for seven hundred and twenty years, and he is still deaf and deaf. I heard that he is still interested in entering a brothel, and he will live to be eight hundred years old, tsk tsk.
When Mr. Li Gang talked about Yuan Shoucheng entering a brothel, he became wildly excited and wished he could do it with his own body. He was not very interested in women, but he was very interested in keeping in good health.
Yun Ye's eyes had serious mosquito coils. He gritted his teeth and asked again: "Sir, I heard that Yuan Tiangang is Yuan Shoucheng's nephew. Is this true?"
"It's nonsense. Yuan Tiangang is the biological son of the old man. You know, it's hard for Taoists to say they are biological sons, so they just give it a random name. Everyone in the world knows that they are father and son, not uncle and nephew. Why do you ask this?
?" Li Gang finally discovered Yun Ye's strange behavior and couldn't help but ask back.
"I'm just curious. Why should I compare my fortunes with Mr. Yan when he has such a long lifespan? This is unreasonable. It's amazing that he can still give birth to a son at the age of more than 660 years."
"What's so magical about it? Confucius' father was already eighty years old when he gave birth to him. What's so weird about Mr. Yuan giving birth to Yuan Tiangang? Oh, the lifespan of gods is different from ours. Their sixty days count as one year.
, that’s how Peng Zu calculated it.”
After hearing this, Yun Ye's eyes immediately regained their clarity. There was a huge difference between an 800-year-old monster and a 120-year-old man.
"According to this calculation, not only Mr. Yan's lifespan has already passed six hundred, but yours has also passed five hundred. How about our academy holding a five-hundredth birthday banquet for you?"
Li Gang glanced sideways at Yun Ye and said slowly: "Mr. Yan can't stand this kind of reputation-seeking algorithm, so he despises Mr. Yuan Shoucheng's approach. You also know that behind Mr. Yuan is the Taoist sect of Nuo University, with more than a dozen
Ten thousand disciples and descendants need to rely on his name to make a living, so there is nothing we can do about it. If he can do this, I will forget it, it is not embarrassing enough."
After getting the answer to the question about lifespan from Mr. Li Gang, Yun Ye went to Wei Zheng's house again as a persistent person. If such a magical story of Jinghe Old Dragon was seriously distorted and dramatized, it would be a shame for future generations.
With a truth-seeking attitude, he told Wei Zheng, who was recovering at home, about the incident.
"That's nonsense. I'm just a scholar. How can I get the magical skill of slaying dragons? There is a dragon in the Jing River? Why don't I know? Last time, it was rumored that Sun Simiao cured the Dragon King of Jing River and got twenty huge beads. Now I've killed Jing River.
He Laolong, why do you want to linger on the sickbed?
Since you have been appointed as the Protector of Beiting, you should focus on side matters. Why do you still have the heart to think about these ghosts and ghosts in the school? Zhao She has stopped interfering with family affairs since the day he took the order. You have already become the general.
How can you be loyal to your country and leave your future to ghosts and gods?"
After being scolded, Yun Ye left Wei Zheng's house. Now he has cultivated to the point where he is willing to do whatever he wants. This is the cultivation that officials must have. Since others have already mentioned it, he should look like a general.
Xin Yue and her whole family welcomed her husband back after losing money, and they all patted their shoulders and backs with great affection. When the palace servants from Zhaoyang Palace sent Yun Ye's gold home, Xin Yue and the others' expressions changed, thinking that
The emperor refused to accept the Yun family's bribe, and the whole family was in a state of despair.
"Give me a smile, son, yes, that's it. Your mother and the others are already crazy. We ignore them and they are not happy after winning gold. It's true." Yun Ye picked up Yun Huan and asked Yun Shou to follow behind. Old,
In the past, one shoulder could carry one son, but now it can only carry one. Of course, Yun Shou is now as heavy as a weight and can no longer carry it.
It’s impossible to eat six-yao chickens like Tian Mo Ji. She has raised them for four years and has developed feelings for them. Anyone who wants to eat her chickens will fight to death. Those six chickens are independent in nature and have a strong sense of territory.
Once, Wangcai was not hiding from Tianmoji, but from her six chickens. Today, when I saw Wangcai fighting with the six chickens, I understood what was going on.
Seeing Xiao Wu pulling the rope in the house, Yun Ye thought of Di Renjie who was far away outside the Great Wall. He wondered whether he and Cheng Chumo could complete the tasks assigned by the emperor. It was up to them whether Blackstone Mountain could build a city.
Di Renjie was not idle either. He finally dug up the Tomb of the Sun, and it was Hei Feng who did it himself. Looking at him gritting his teeth and digging hard at the graves of his ancestors, you can tell that he now hates himself very much for being a Loulan.
people.
Since he became the clan leader, the words Loulan people have never appeared in his mouth again. Now he calls himself a Tang person from the Beiting Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty. Although his eyes are a little gray and his hair is a little curly, his image is the same as
People in the Tang Dynasty were very different, but Di Renjie was still very happy and told him that in ten years he would become a real Tang Dynasty person. At that time, as long as he likes, he can go to Chang'an to live and do business as he pleases.
After the last layer of wood was pulled away, a huge tomb was exposed underneath. Black mist was lingering inside, as if a demon would really appear. Hei Feng's face didn't know whether he was happy or sad, it was very exciting.
"Stay back, these things are the so-called miasma, which is formed when dead branches of trees rot. If you throw a torch in, it will explode." Di Renjie explained to Cheng Chumo and Xu Jingzong, who came to watch the excitement.
"Is the biogas used for cooking pigs in our academy the same kind as this thing?" Xu Jingzong poked his head and looked inside, then immediately stepped back.
"Almost, they are all of the same nature, but this thing is more vicious." After Di Renjie finished explaining to Xu Jingzong, he waved his hand, and four big men wearing pig mouths immediately connected a large bundle of bamboo pipes into a long one.
Yes, I flipped a bellows and started pumping out the black mist. After a while, black mist began to pour out from the other end of the bamboo pipe. A sergeant fastened a rocket to the bow string, and after launching, the rocket flew over the mouth of the pipe.
, with just a banging sound, the bamboo pipe began to spray fire, and the raging flames were three feet long.
Heifeng was about to kneel down as a habit, but Di Renjie stopped him and whispered to him: "This is not a miracle, this is the exhaust gas burning in the tomb. When the exhaust gas burns out, we can see the Sun King."
His true colors."
The exhaust gas burned for five days before gradually extinguishing. The sergeants used bellows to blow air into the tomb. This process lasted for another three days. The weasel took the lead and walked down with a pig's nose. After coming up for half an hour, he said:
Words: "This bastard Sun King deserves to be dug out. The situation down there is terrible."
Mr. Jin Zhu and Di Renjie were also preparing to go down with Zhu Zui. Hei Feng strongly requested that he go down too. Di Renjie nodded and agreed. Huang Shu was in front, Hei Feng was second, and Di Renjie walked at the end with two strong guns.
The crossbow is already strung and ready to fire.
After only walking through one tomb, Mr. Jin Zhu became so angry that he wanted to go crazy. Hei Feng screamed and turned around and ran away. Di Renjie squinted his eyes and looked around. This environment was not a problem for him. There were just a lot of mummies.
, Aren’t these mummies the corpses of children? Aren’t these children just little girls? Is there anything strange about it?
There were some iron chains tied around his neck, which meant that his face was a little distorted. He had torn his throat open because of suffocation. What's the big deal? Oh! Di Renjie finally started to feel nauseated. He followed Jin Zhu under the mocking eyes of the yellow mouse.
The husband ran wildly behind him, ran outside and lay down on a stone until he vomited until the sky was dark.
Black Wind is really crazy. He is running along the hillside with his hair disheveled. He will say one sentence: "God, God, my God."
Di Renjie finally stopped vomiting and ordered the soldiers to pull away all the surrounding wood. He was ready to expose all the darkness of these ignorant times to the broad daylight.
As early as the 2nd century ago, Loulan was a famous "city outline country" in the Western Regions. It connected to Dunhuang in the east, Yanqi and Yuli in the northwest, Ruoqiang and Qiemo in the southwest. The southern and northern routes of the ancient "Silk Road"
The branch from Loulan is an important business and travel distribution center. Prosperous commerce has made the country rich. Countless civilizations have gathered here, creating the unique culture of the Loulan people. However, some of them seem to have gone astray. The King of Loulan intends to die.
Afterwards, he still enjoyed glory and wealth, and was extremely attached to his people. Therefore, when he was about to die, he planned to take his people away with him. Because there was no way to dig a larger grave to accommodate everyone, so he
Tell the rest of his people that he will come back.
"If you offend the Sun King, you will suffer the most terrible punishment. The black storm will fall from the sky and bury everyone under the black sand. The Sand Demon King will devour your eyes, your hair, and every inch of your flesh.
He will also take out your soul and tie it to a pillar to expose it to the sun every day. No matter how you wail and pray, it will be of no avail."
This is the Sun King's way of intimidating his descendants. I don't know if he wants to hide his sins or if he really wants to come back. In short, his lies have been spreading on this land for eight hundred years.
The people of Loulan were frightened. The cruelty of their ancestors made them abandon them immediately. Not only girls were buried, but boys were also buried. The boy holding the pottery basin was crying before he died...