Spring thunder rolls and pours from the dome. Between the sky, the earth, the mountains and the sea, there is a faint dragon moving.
After the thunder gradually subsided, it was already afternoon. At this time, the drizzle began to spread again. The few wild birds that had been hiding in the ruined temple finally couldn't bear it anymore. They fluttered their wings and left the place to look for food in the rain.
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About this time, as a black crow soared into the sky, Zhang Xing gradually became conscious. But it was just consciousness. He felt as if five kilograms of flour and three kilograms of water had been stuffed into his head.
The residue was blurry, and my eyes seemed a little sore.
His eyelids were heavy and his thinking was hazy, but Zhang Xing still tried to recall some of the reasons by instinct - the reason why he was like this was that he seemed to have been deceived by fake Taoist priests at tourist attractions.
But why did I end up in this situation after being deceived by a fake Taoist priest? This is unreasonable. Could it be that I was drugged?
Reflection came spontaneously almost instantly. It seems that he is an old reflective person.
Come to think of it, I was deceived by a fake Taoist priest in front of a tourist attraction and bought a compass that was said to have the same functions as Captain Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean. However, this compass, which was said to be a limited edition of Pirates of the Caribbean, had the words "Tian Xingjian" engraved on it.
A gentleman strives for self-improvement; the terrain is good, and a gentleman carries his virtues... Just when he was studying the so-called Laojun's magical weapon that cost him fifteen yuan and was said to be able to point to the place he desired, he suddenly fell into a trance and directly appeared in front of him.
In a scenic spot with people coming and going, I fell into a well in broad daylight.
No wonder I feel like my head is "thumping", it turns out it's really water.
Fake Taoist priests who kill a thousand swords, outrageous tourist souvenirs, fake scenic spots without protective fences, I must report it to the Ethnic and Religious Affairs Commission, and expose it on the Internet. I am a big v-writer on Huhu, and was given 50,000 followers by the platform...
However, he couldn't tolerate the messy thoughts in his mind, and suddenly there was an obvious and even painful slapping sensation on his face.
Zhang Xing tried his best to open his eyes and saw a vague figure looking down at him. Then he quickly tried to speak, but found that his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry and sore:
"Doctor...there's nothing seriously wrong with me, right?!"
"There is something seriously wrong with you!" the figure above him blurted out, his voice rough and arrogant, as if he had no medical ethics, and seemed to have a bit of bad breath. "What kind of doctor do you need? Where can you find a doctor in a ruined temple in the wilderness? Boy Zhang, I advise you to take care of yourself quickly.
, otherwise when the Dongyi bastard catches up, I will be completely unrelated to you, and there is no reason to go behind your back!"
Zhang Xing's mind was in a mess, and his throat was dry and itchy. He could only try his best to open his eyes, but he vaguely saw a huge human head facing him. This person was tall and had a slightly red complexion.
He had a beard and a bun hanging crookedly, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was full of blood, with saliva splattering everywhere. It was really terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xing was obviously startled, but his first reaction after swallowing his saliva was also bizarre: "Whoever you are, why don't you wear a mask?"
The bearded man was furious and pulled Zhang Xing up from the ground: "What mask? Who is it? Boy Zhang, if you keep pretending to be stupid, I will..."
The shouting and cursing stopped suddenly, because both the emotional bearded man and Zhang Xing, who was shaken and confused, noticed that the ground under his feet suddenly trembled almost at the same time.
"What is this, an earthquake?" Poor Zhang Xing was still a little dizzy and couldn't figure out what was going on.
"It doesn't matter if it's an earthquake or some other gods and monsters, this ruined temple can't survive any longer." The man with a beard put down his hand with some surprise, panting heavily and turned around to tidy up.
Zhang Xing, who was left behind, had already noticed something was wrong, so he struggled to look up, only to see that the bearded man had just kicked a pile of fire, causing a burst of smoke and the sound of water and fire pouring on him.
Then he casually threw a dirty ancient helmet towards him that looked like a prop from a TV series.
When I got the helmet, some white and viscous liquid flowed out of it.
At the same time, there were seventeen or eight tired soldiers in the temple. At this time, they all stood up in panic, either supporting each other or struggling to walk alone, and desperately fled outside.
Zhang Xing himself, who was the first to call out the earthquake, did not panic at all because his mind was confused. He knocked on his helmet in a daze, only to find that the helmet, which seemed to have been used as a pot before, was much harder and heavier than
Imagine, and only then did he discover that he was wearing ancient armor similar to others... Among them, the arms of the armor were missing, but the torso clearly showed the characteristics of chain mail, and there were also
Two pieces of polished armor that were stained a lot.
That is Mingguang Armor, Sui and Tang Dynasties?
Is it the Sui and Tang Dynasties?
Could it be that I have traveled to some chaotic point in the Sui and Tang Dynasties? And whether it was the three conquests of Goryeo, the fall of the Sui Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, or the Anshi Rebellion, it seems that it is not a good environment for being a soldier, right?
Zhang Xing, who was lying there and leaning forward, seemed to have caught something, and then looked around to get more information, but he quickly failed because soon, another obvious vibration was felt.
"Hurry up! If you can't walk, crawl! If you can't even crawl, I won't care about you!" Beard put on his helmet, picked up a short-handled long knife and put it on his shoulder, then turned around without touching anything else.
Walking towards the dilapidated gate of this building, I muttered something while walking. "After the defeat in Luolongtan, I realized one truth, that is, I must not give away my good life indiscriminately! Not to mention the whole family at home.
Young and old, I just want to tell you the rules of Hongshan people: you must return to your roots like a fallen leaf, and you must leave it at home when you die!"
Zhang Xing no longer cares about the hallucination caused by acting or general anesthesia for surgery, because his brain is too heavy to do such detailed logical thinking.
Therefore, it is difficult to tell whether he was following the other party's instructions or out of survival and exploration instincts, so he put on the helmet he had just used to cook porridge, and then tried to stand up holding on to the statue stand.
But as soon as he got up, Zhang Xing realized that his legs were so weak that he could only hold on with all his strength and was trembling uncontrollably.
And at this time, something even weirder happened. He clearly felt a strange, cold, air-like existence pouring out from his chest and abdomen, and then poured into his legs along some kind of pipe.
In the past, it was as if his body was instinctively trying to help him stand up in this way...but it was this cold air that in turn strongly stimulated his legs and brain because of the coldness, causing him to fall down again with a plop.
"My mother!"
The rest of the people had already run away, and Bearded also walked out, but ran back alone. Seeing this scene, he became more and more angry for a while. "The captain has long told you to abandon this northern wilderness barbarian from your hometown."
Dharma, follow the path of three radiances and four emperors given by the army, but you just can’t bear to part with the ice energy that you have cultivated, so you just don’t listen. What’s going on now? You can’t walk on the path, right? Your cultivation talent has been wasted.
, If it were for me, I would have become the team leader..."
Zhang Xing can’t understand it anymore.
He had just tried to associate it with the bizarre events of traveling through ancient China, and probably the troubled times of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but what is going on now? The martial arts version of the Sui and Tang Dynasties? Or the romance version of the Sui and Tang Dynasties? In this case, do you want to go in advance?
Defect to Li Yuanba?
However, I really didn’t have time to think too much this time.
Another obvious vibration came, as if the whole world was about to turn upside down, and dust began to fall from the ruined temple.
The bearded man stomped his feet at the temple door, then went back directly, holding a long knife in one hand, and with the other hand he turned Zhang Xing, who was holding the wood carving, over, and then put it on his shoulder: "I owe you all my life!
"
Zhang Xing was held on his shoulders, his head turned downwards, his eyes caught a glimpse of something on the ground where he was originally lying, but he felt a thrill in his heart, and quickly shouted: "What is that? Dudu, brother, right? Let me take the thing
Take it with you! That’s my family heirloom!”
The bearded man, who was also said to be blinded, although impatient, still bent down slightly and let Zhang Xing reach out from behind his shoulder and pinch something on the ground tightly in his hand. He waited until the latter said "Okay".
He hurried out the door.
Not to mention being carried by a bearded man trying to escape, Zhang Xing was already shaking with excitement while holding the object - the reason couldn't be simpler, that object turned out to be the compass he bought before falling into the well.
The compass has a decent manufacturing process, simple shape, and beautiful appearance. It is about half the size of a palm and easy to carry, but it only costs fifteen yuan. It also has two lines of simplified Chinese characters engraved on the left and right, which deeply reflects the breadth and depth of Made in China.
But at this moment, especially when the cold air that he felt had just passed through his legs in an orderly manner, Zhang Xing still didn't know that this thing was definitely going to kill him.
He is the main culprit for falling into this situation!
It was also the straw that saved his life at this time!
According to some high-end Internet articles, it can be called his golden finger in time travel... No, it's the Golden Compass!
However, what makes Zhang Xing collapse is that the copper-plated compass is in his hand, but the pointer is just hanging down, without any movement... Is this thing disposable? Or does it need to be recharged?
In the wild mountains and ridges, with brain damage, cold legs, and an earthquake, where can I get a power bank? And how to charge it? Are you really angry?
As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Xing ignored the feeling of relief from the electrotherapy just now and immediately tried to activate the so-called true energy. However, this true energy really moved freely as if it were a part of his own body, easily filling up his arms and into the hand holding the compass.
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But unfortunately, it was of no use.
In frustration, Du Meng had already carried Zhang Xing to the temple gate, but at this time he encountered a third strong shock. Du Meng staggered when he stepped out, and almost lost the man on his shoulders.
It was at this moment that Zhang Xing suddenly remembered the most frequently used spell in China, but it seemed absolutely reasonable, and then blurted out:
"The Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law!"
This shout happened to hit a bump and almost shook the acid water out of Zhang Xing's stomach, but it was still a pity that the compass needle still only moved with inertia and gravity.
Zhang Xing was almost desperate.
But at the next moment, as Du Meng stood up again and walked out of the temple door, the pointer of the compass in Zhang Xing's hand suddenly bounced up against the law of gravity, and pointed straight behind Du Meng and in front of Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing was at a loss for a moment, and his brain immediately started working at high speed, and he began to reason and apply this 'golden compass', and he soon understood what was going on.
"Go back!" Zhang Xing, whose bile was about to burst out and his throat was sore, shouted over his shoulder. "Go back to the temple!"
"What are you talking about?" Du Meng continued to move forward among the dead branches and leaves in front of the temple, lowering his head and scolding him. "If there is a big earthquake, wouldn't you be courting death by hiding in the temple? Stay on the hillside.
It’s all inappropriate! You have to go to the open space on the road at the bottom of the mountain! Otherwise, why do you think everyone else is running away?! According to my temper, if you shout again, I will leave you here and find your own way!"
"Go back quickly!" Zhang Xing was so anxious that he could only scream and coax. "This is the guidance of my heirloom! Seek good luck and avoid disaster, and show the way! So many brothers are dead, only the two of us escaped.
At this point, do you think we are lucky? Listen to me again, after all, we are living together now, why should I lie to you? "
Hearing this, Du Meng suddenly stopped in the dry forest. He hesitated for a moment and allowed the other fleeing people in front of him to go further and further away. After a moment, as the ground shook again, he lowered his head and roared in the forest as if venting his anger.
, but still turned around, carried the person on his back and fled back.
The earthquakes became more frequent and larger, and the ground was extremely slippery due to the pouring rain. I ran with all my strength and fell several times. But when I arrived in front of the door, the ground under my feet suddenly rose straight up.
, and by the way, a crack was formed that became larger and larger, visible to the naked eye, forcing Dumeng to jump forward with all his strength, and rolled into the temple door, falling to pieces.
That's not all, the biggest movement finally came. For a moment, the earth rumbled, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. The wailing and crying outside the temple also exploded with the rumble. The two people who entered the ruined temple didn't care about the movement outside the temple.
He just hurriedly grabbed whatever was around him.
Of course, it's useless, and it's not needed.
Because I don’t know whether it was unexpected or expected, a huge crack opened not far from the temple door, but the temple only swayed, not turned upside down, and never collapsed.
After an unknown amount of time, the movement stopped.
Zhang Xing's whole body ached and he was helpless. He glanced around in a daze... the wood carving with half its head missing, the dusty desk, the big hole in the roof, the beams that had been smoked by the fire, and more.
The already dilapidated bird's nest above... was not spared. Finally, of course, he looked at the bearded man opposite him, only to find that the other man was looking at the compass he held tightly in his hand. He didn't know how to explain it, so he could only
Thinking about the current situation secretly.
But soon, Zhang Xing, who had just been thinking about "The Rebirth of the Martial Arts Edition of the Sui and Tang Dynasties and the Relationship between the Compass, Earthquakes and Beards" realized something again, and then he and the people opposite him looked outside the temple gate, and were stunned.
stand up.
It turns out that outside the temple gate, at the end of the field of vision, some kind of cylindrical object with a light yellow metallic luster is sliding continuously in the cracks of the cracked mountains. And if you look carefully, the cylinder seems to be showing layers of layers while sliding.
The stacked state is like scales.
Soon, as the object slid faster and faster, sliding farther and higher, Zhang Xing suddenly realized that this was not like scale armor, but real scale armor.
As for the owner of the scale armor, he surprisingly has a giant snake-like body of unknown length, which is gradually moving and stretching.
But it wasn't over yet. As the body slid, a giant claw of a bird with scales suddenly stretched out in the air, followed by two, three, four... After four huge eagle claws came out,
Among the huge snake bodies in the distance, the top of a huge branch-shaped head like antlers is gradually revealed.
Seeing this scene, even though the time traveler Zhang Xing had lost his ability to think carefully and basic actions, he still instinctively thought of one word - dragon.
In this valley, there was a dragon hiding under the ground, and it suddenly came out, causing this natural disaster.
And just a moment later, Zhang Xing was a little confused again, because after the head buried in the huge snake body was lifted up to reveal the whole picture, although the huge rocks and mounds of earth kept falling, you could still see that it was impressive.
A face as huge as a palace but more like a tiger.
The tail is raised, and it turns out to be a feathery bird tail with three forks at the end.
It has a tiger's head, antlers, a snake's body, an eagle's claws, and a bird's tail. It has a huge body. Although it has not yet unfolded its body, it is as big as a mountain... Even if it is a dragon, it is an unconventional dragon.
Of course, if it's not a dragon, then what is it?
There was no time for Zhang Xing to review the knowledge of biology and mythology and folklore that he had not touched for many years.
The next moment, the tiger's face opened its eyes, and the antlers of the deer were raised to the sky. With just one roar, it caused thunder to shoot out; the snake's body stretched and swayed, the eagle's claws stretched out in all directions, and the bird's tail waved up and down, causing wind and clouds to rise... Immediately, this
An undeniably powerful dragon beast fully stretched its body in mid-air, then suddenly rose into the air and shot like an arrow into the extremely dense clouds in the sky.
An even more terrifying thing happened. Such a mythical beast flying into the sky, splitting the ground and forming clouds, actually seemed to be fighting with something on the clouds, and they were evenly matched!
In a moment, hailstones as big as a washbasin fell one after another, flints rolled up rainwater, smoke filled the air, and shot rapidly to the surrounding area. It was not known how far they flew, nor where they landed.
In the ruined temple, the time traveler Zhang Xing had already been dumbfounded, and for a moment there was only one thought left in his mind:
Bullshit Sui and Tang Dynasties!
ps: New book release, old rules, routine, slow down, I will write slowly, you will read slowly.
