Chapter 205 The Immortal in the Painting, the Imaginary Great Ming Dynasty
Chapter 205 The Immortal in the Painting, the Imaginary Ming Dynasty [Four thousand words, please vote for me!]
Author: Lonely Xiaowen
Chapter 205 The Immortal in the Painting, the Imaginary Ming Dynasty [Four thousand words, please vote for me!]
Wang Xiaohei immediately stretched out his sharp claw and cut a long wound on his other claw.
Just when Wang Xiaohei was about to try a healing technique, he saw that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just when Wang Xiaohei was stunned, the wound had healed.
"Does this mean my body's recovery power is already so strong?"
His body recovered too quickly, and he was unable to have a good platform for displaying his healing skills.
In this case, we can only find opportunities to test it again in the future.
Wang Xiaohei released his consciousness and looked inside at the situation inside his body.
Now, because he has been promoted to the Demon King, he already has the Demon Pill.
All the spiritual power in his body was gathered in the demon pill at this moment.
The demon pill is not only used to store spiritual power, it can not only speed up the recovery of one's own injuries, but can also be used to attack the enemy, which is extremely powerful.
However, few demon kings would use their inner elixirs to fight against their enemies.
Unless it's a matter of life and death.
Around Wang Xiaohei's demon pill, there are four saplings and a seed, which are spinning around the demon pill.
Every time it rotates, it can absorb a ray of spiritual energy from the demon pill, and then spit out a ray of spiritual energy to feed the demon pill.
Now, the wood-attribute seeds, water-attribute seeds, fire-attribute seeds, and earth-attribute seeds have all successfully sprouted and grown into saplings.
Now, all that's left is the metallic seeds that can increase his attack power.
Wang Xiaohei stood up, left the cave, and then used the Earth Escape Technique to return to the ground.
Now, it's time to take a look at what kind of world this is.
Back on the ground, Wang Xiaohei looked up at the sky, only to find that the sky was covered by big trees that blocked the sky and the sun.
It was pitch black in the woods, and it could be said that you couldn't see even if you stretched out your hand.
Wang Xiaohei sniffed with his nose. The smell, the smell of blood, demonic aura, ghost aura, yin aura, and corpse aura mixed together and filled his nasal cavity.
"It seems that this world is not peaceful either."
Wang Xiaohei murmured and climbed up the tree. In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaohei was standing on the top of the tree.
He looked up and saw that the forest was very large, but there was also a high mountain in the distance.
When he looked high in the sky, his brows rose slightly.
It is normal for a full moon to hang high in the sky, but, unfortunately, this full moon is red.
"No, no." Wang Xiaohei immediately noticed something was wrong.
It's not that the full moon is blood-colored, but there is a thin layer of mist.
This mist seemed to be blood mist, covering the entire forest. Looking up like this, I thought the moon was blood-colored.
At the same time, he also discovered that the blood mist was escaping from the high mountain.
The closer we get to the mountain, the thicker the fog seems to be. Here, it is already unusually thin. It is obvious that this is the edge of the forest.
Wang Xiaohei did not go to the mountain to seek death.
Just kidding, this is a new world, who knows how strong the strong people here are.
What if the demon kings were everywhere and there were as many demon kings as dogs? Then wouldn’t Wang Xiaohei have gone to deliver food?
Therefore, Wang Xiaohei left resolutely in the opposite direction.
He was not stupid enough to fly in the air when he first arrived in the new world, he just relied on his feet.
…
Wang Xiaohei walked quickly for a long time and was already out of the woods.
Then, they came to another place among the rolling mountains.
This place is not as spooky as the previous mountain, it is quite normal here.
Wang Xiaohei also smelled the popularity. Although it was very weak, it was indeed popularity.
He stood on a high place and looked ahead, but saw a faint fire in the distance.
The presence of fire naturally means that someone is living there.
Wang Xiaohei immediately walked towards the fire.
Just when Wang Xiaohei arrived at the foot of the green mountain, he saw thunder and lightning in the sky and dark clouds.
After a while, there was a strong wind and rain.
At the foot of the green mountain, there is a thatched house built next to a small lake.
"The Master said: When I was fifteen, I was determined to learn; when I was thirty, I was established; when I was forty, I was not confused; when I was fifty, I knew the destiny; when I was sixty, my ears were obedient; when I was seventy, I followed my heart's desires without going beyond the rules..."
In the thatched house, the sound of reading could be heard.
"Huh? The people in the room read the Analects of Confucius? In other words, this world is ancient China?" Wang Xiaohei's heart moved slightly.
"It seems that I can only go in and ask."
Wang Xiaohei immediately stepped forward, stretched out his paw, and knocked on the dilapidated wooden door.
"Dong dong dong!"
"It's raining heavily outside. I wonder if I can go inside to take shelter?" Wang Xiaohei said politely.
The sound of reading inside stopped suddenly, and there was also the sound of something being knocked over.
Immediately afterwards, the lights in the house were extinguished.
Obviously, the lamp was knocked over.
After a while, the lights were lit again in the house.
Then, the door was opened, and what came into view was a scholar who looked thin but fair.
"Huh? Why is there no one?" The scholar looked around, but did not find anyone outside.
"Is anyone here? Don't you want to take shelter from the rain? Where is the person?" The scholar mustered up the courage to shout outside.
However, it was windy and rainy now, so the shouting could not travel far at all.
"Ah! Wolf, is there a wolf?"
The scholar just turned around and went back, only to find Wang Xiaohei at the door.
Almost instantly, he became furious and ran into the house screaming, then took out a short stick and stared at Wang Xiaohei at the door.
Wang Xiaohei also walked in slowly and closed the broken door.
As soon as he entered the house, Wang Xiaohei took stock of the environment.
I have to say that this thatched house is really dilapidated.
A house with only four walls can be described as a good one, but this house is leaking rain and air everywhere.
However, there is still one place that has not leaked, and that is the bookshelf and desk.
The bookshelf was also covered with a quilt, obviously to prevent raindrops.
Obviously, this is a scholar who cherishes books very much.
The weather is not very hot now, and with the rain and wind, it can be said to be very cold.
The scholar was shivering from the cold, but he didn't wrap himself in a quilt to keep warm. Instead, he covered himself with a bookshelf.
"Hey, it seems like it's not a wolf, but a big wolfdog." The scholar observed Wang Xiaohei carefully and finally recognized that this was not a wolf, but a big wolfdog.
"Big wolfdog, you must be starving and freezing out there too."
"I can shelter you from the rain here, but I don't have anything to eat for you. I've been hungry for several days."
The scholar stood up. Although he was still afraid of Wang Xiaohei, he was no longer as afraid as before.
The scholar came to the desk and looked like he was ready to continue reading.
This guy is so skinny that he probably hasn't eaten in a day or two.
The family was poor and had no money to buy food, so they could only rely on reading to relieve their hunger.
Wang Xiaohei looked at the scholar and said slowly: "My Lord, I wonder who this scholar's name is?"
When the scholar heard this, his whole body froze, his head slowly turned around, and his whole body began to tremble.
"Ah! Monster, monster..."
"Don't eat me, don't eat me. Look at me, I'm so thin and I don't have much meat on my body."
The scholar suddenly screamed and retreated in panic. However, he tripped over the corner of the table and rolled into a ball.
He was leaning against the wall, pointing at Wang Xiaohei with a short stick in his hand, his expression extremely frightened.
"I'm not a demon, I'm a spiritual beast. There are essential differences between the two. Also, I don't eat people." Wang Xiaohei said.
"Is it true? You don't eat people?" When the scholar heard Wang Xiaohei's words, his fear seemed to lessen.
"Why should I lie to you? Also, you haven't answered my question yet." Wang Xiaohei said.
"That young student Cui Hongjian has met the Black King Black Emperor."
Cui Hongjian also heard a lot of ghost stories, so he directly added the honorific title "King" at the end.
"Cui Hongjian's face is also somewhat familiar. Let me think about it." Wang Xiaohei thought about it carefully in his heart.
Soon, Wang Xiaohei remembered who Cui Hongjian was.
Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: The Fairy in the Painting, the hero in the story.
Cui Hongjian's somewhat familiar face made Wang Xiaohei convinced that this was the plot of a movie.
This is not a TV series or novel version.
Then, this world is also very clear, this is the world of Liaozhai.
He recalled the plot of "The Fairy in the Painting".
[Yan Shi was an orphan found by Yan Chixia in a wooden basin by the river. She named her Shi'er and raised her as an orphan. Yan Shi had followed the old Taoist priests to catch ghosts and demons since he was a child. He had little contact with the world, so he only had Cui Hongjian as his friend.
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The nine-tailed fox, the ghost king, has always done many evil things, often kidnapping innocent girls and taking them to the underworld. Mochou is a young girl taken away by the ghost king. She was kidnapped on the way to get married and became a lonely ghost, controlled by the ghost king.
Cui Shusheng encounters Mo Chou, who can be attached to the painting, and never forgets his graceful and lovely figure. However, the Ghost King never lets Mo Chou go. Cui ShuSheng is determined to rescue Mo Chou, but is captured by the Ghost King. Yan Shi thinks
After rescuing her friend, Yan Chixia was unreasonable and unwilling to help. Yan Shi decided to save Cui Shusheng alone...]
In the later stage, there will be the presence of the Nine-tailed Demon King and Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia, that person possesses the Xuanyuan Sword and has inherited the Xuanyuan Sword Technique.
However, Wang Xiaohei still doesn't know what the cultivation system here is like. As expected, it should be similar.
And if Yan Chixia exists, then the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story will inevitably exist.
I just want to say that the movie version shown here, I don’t know if the rest of the Liao Zhai plot is available.
"Do you know what year it is now?" Wang Xiaohei asked Cui Hongjian.
"Reign name? It is the thirty-seventh year of Yongyi." Cui Hongjian replied.
"Huh? Yongyi? Who is the emperor? What dynasty?" Wang Xiaohei had never heard of the reign name Yongyi.
Cui Hongjian was a little confused, but he still said obediently: "This is the Ming Dynasty, and the current emperor is Emperor Feng Zong Yongyi."
"Ming Dynasty? Emperor Feng Zong Yongyi?"
Wang Xiaohei was certain that Emperor Feng Zong Yongyi did not exist at all in his memory.
"How old is Zuo in the Ming Dynasty now?" Wang Xiaohei asked again.
"Well, it has been 481 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty by Emperor Hongwu Taizu," Cui Hongjian said.
"Four hundred and eighty-one years." Wang Xiaohei began to think secretly in his heart.
The Ming Dynasty in the 481st year.
You must know that the Ming Dynasty in the world where Wang Xiaohei lived in his previous life was only 276 years old.
If we include Nan Ming's 18 years, the total is only 294 years.
In other words, the development trajectory of this Ming Dynasty was completely different from the world in his previous life, but the founding emperor was the same, both Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.
"What was the last dynasty of the Ming Dynasty?" Wang Xiaohei asked again.
"The last dynasty was the Yuan Dynasty." Cui Hongjian replied.
"What about before the Yuan Dynasty?"
"Before the Yuan Dynasty, there was the Song Dynasty."
"What about before the Song Dynasty?"
"Before the Song Dynasty, there were Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms."
"What about before?"
"Before that, it was the Tang Dynasty." Cui Hongjian's mouth was a little dry.
"Goooooo~~~!"
Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound in Cui Hongjian's belly.
Cui Hongjian's face immediately turned red. He hugged his belly and said awkwardly: "Well, Your Majesty, I haven't eaten for two days, so..."
"Do you have any history books with materials from previous dynasties?" Wang Xiaohei asked.
"Yes, historical records record information about previous dynasties." Cui Hongjian said, came to the bookshelf and took out a historical record.
Wang Xiaohei stretched out his hand and saw Shiji flying out of Cui Hongjian's hand, and then landed in front of Wang Xiaohei.
Then, Wang Xiaohei waved his hand again and took out more than a dozen sea fish.
"Can you cook? Grill these fish." Wang Xiaohei said.
"There are so many fish." Cui Hongjian exclaimed when he saw this.
He was not only shocked by so many fish, he was also shocked that Wang Xiaohei could conjure so many fish out of thin air.
Wang Xiaohei suddenly came closer and patted Cui Hongjian on the forehead.
Suddenly, a white light was seen entering Cui Hongjian's mind.
At the same time, Wang Xiaohei also had two pieces of information in his mind.
[Interaction completed, luck value increases by 1%]
[Complete the achievement, complete the first interaction with an important plot character in "The Fairy in the Painting", and obtain the second stage of bite force enhancement]
Cui Hongjian was startled by Wang Xiaohei's sudden attack and retreated repeatedly.
However, soon, he found that some information appeared in his mind.
"These are various seasonings and condiments for cooking, side dishes and the like. You should know them all, right?" Wang Xiaohei took out a lot of seasonings.
"Ah? You gave me all the information in my mind?" Cui Hongjian reacted immediately and was very surprised.
Wang Xiaohei ignored this guy, took the book, came to the bookshelf, lay down on the ground, and started reading the historical records.
Most of the floors in the entire house are a little wet, which means it is the driest here.
Cui Hongjian's stomach continued to growl. He endured his hunger, went to the stove, and started to light the fire.
These dozen or so big fish have actually been processed and ready for frying as soon as the fire starts.
However, the stove was also very wet, and the firewood behind it also became a little damp due to rain leaks.
He lit it with a match for a long time, but it didn't start the fire. Instead, he choked on the smoke.
"Well, Your Majesty, I'm ashamed, I can't even light this fish on the stove." Cui Hongjian blushed as red as a monkey's butt.
This is the first update today, so it can be considered as a day off. You should all know that the author works part-time and can only code after get off work. Some time ago, he was coding intensively and his whole body was sore, especially his neck and waist. , it’s too uncomfortable. I may not be able to type intensively this month. I’m afraid my body will collapse if I continue like this. I’ll just keep updating at a minimum of 6,000 words a day this month, and maybe 8,000, 9,000 or 10,000 words from time to time. renew.
