During his longevity years, Di Renjie once glimpsed the indescribable strange scene deep in Luoshui River while investigating the case of evil dragons in the city of gods.
When I returned to my place of residence, I fell seriously ill and looked like I was going crazy.
In his later years, he regained his sanity and investigated many clues.
Reporting to Empress Wu, the world of Dazhou may be just an illusion, the whole world does not exist, or... it is a battlefield for some kind of superior force to fight against.
In the memorial, they are called "immortals and demons".
Empress Wu did not pay attention to it.
In the first year of Shenlong, Wu Zetian dreamed that she had turned into a rotten dragon, and countless "demons" were growing in her huge and soon-to-decay body.
They emerge from every crack in the scales and infect the world.
She frantically wanted to leave clues and use her claws to carve words on her monument.
Squeak...squeak.
But no matter how hard she works, no matter how hard she works.
There is never a single word left on the stone tablet, as if the words were swallowed up by some untouchable force.
But she persevered and wanted to keep the vision she saw before her death.
She kept trying until she could no longer read.
Later, he died of illness in Shangyang Palace, leaving behind a wordless stone tablet...
After returning power to the Tang Dynasty, the world remained the same.
Peace, tranquility.
.......
"The Evil Dragon of the City of Gods..."
"I know. When Wei Zhengmeng killed the old dragon, the dragon's corpse was not dealt with. Later, it was infected by the flesh and blood of the Buddhist monks. This story was hidden in the water and kept mutating and fermenting. It eventually became a deformed legend that affected the modern world.
This is the truth about the evil dragon in the capital that Lord Di found out back then... As for who buried this story under Luoshui, this is what I am looking for."
There was singing and singing every night in Chang'an, and the academicians of the Hanlin Academy went to the wine shops to chat, reciting poems, and chatting about anecdotes.
Today, this group of academicians had been drinking for three rounds and were chatting about the evil dragon in the capital of the gods back then. A handsome young man sitting next to them suddenly spoke up.
The words shocked everyone.
"Young man, what are you talking about?"
"Uh." Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment.
If I have to count, I just celebrated my 14,865th birthday yesterday...
Years and birthdays are meaningless to the immortal. It can be an old man at eighty or a newborn calf at eighteen.
According to the realm of immortality, he must be considered young, even a baby.
"I'm not lying..." Lu Cheng curled his lips: "If I were to write, this would be it. If not, then I would write him like this."
"Nonsense!" An old academician stood up, walked around the wine table, blew his beard and glared, "In those days, Di Huaiying had records of his investigation, I remember it clearly."
"The records of the Hanlin Academy?" Lu Cheng smiled.
The dancing girl passing by gave Lu Cheng a wink, but Lao Lu remained indifferent.
It's not that Taishang Wangqing isn't interested in women, he is very interested, but in Lu Cheng's eyes, the dancer's head is on her crotch, no matter how she looks at it...
cough.
Sighed.
Is this what an immortal feels like?
From Wuzhuang, the ginseng root trail fell to Chang'an City.
Busy...and weird night in Chang'an.
For me, this Tang Dynasty is one of the human worlds.
One of the thousands of lower realms drawn by the fragments of Nantianmen's way of heaven.
Being invaded by outsiders, the laws of heaven are often completely chaotic, but it is unknown to mortals.
In the eyes of these Hanlin academicians, these dancers were probably enchanting, graceful and moving.
However, Lu Cheng glanced at Wu Ji's crotch... Don't get me wrong.
Just tell whether the facial features are neat and tidy.
Two eyes...a nose.
Okay, that's what the rules say, let's just treat her as a human being...
"Of course, I, the Hanlin of the Tang Dynasty, are responsible for literature, classics, divination, medicine, monks and Taoism, calligraphy and painting, chess, everything, and all kinds of anecdotes from the world. I advise you not to forget these folk stories." The old academician stroked his words.
Beard, proudly said.
The academicians of the Imperial Academy echoed the words and paid no attention to Lu Cheng's crazy talk.
Lu Cheng didn't care, but he had to drink quickly, otherwise he might get sick with his current mortal body, which alternates between cold and hot.
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The old academician's surname is Liu, a native of Hebei Province. He passed the imperial examination during the longevity years and entered the Hanlin Academy to wait for the imperial edict. He is currently a minister and is in the sixth rank.
After drinking, he carried the sedan home and planned to sleep until tomorrow with the support of his servants.
"Wait a minute, you'll take me to the study..."
"Master... you..."
"I want to read something."
The servant had no choice but to carry the drunken old Liu to the study.
According to common sense, after a while, the master will hear snoring from the study room... and the master will have to carry it back.
However, today's master seems to have some spirit.
"Xiaojiu, you...you know how to read, find "The Case of Di Gong"...forty-nine chapters, and read it to me."
"Okay sir..."
Old Liu was a little drunk. He closed his eyes to rest and was about to drift into a trance.
Xiao Jiu's sound of searching for books stopped.
"master?"
"Well... read... read..."
"The mystery of the divine dragon is similar to that caused by Wei Zhengmeng's killing of the old dragon. I suspect that the dragon corpse was not dealt with at that time, and later..."
"etc!"
Lao Liujiu was so frightened that most of him woke up immediately.
"What are you reading?!"
Without even having time to wait for Xiao Jiu to correct his mistake, Lao Liu got up, rolled and crawled, and rushed to the bookshelf using both hands and feet, knocking his feet on the desk without even realizing it.
Take away the book and read ten lines at a glance...
Then, as if unwilling to give in, he looked at it carefully again.
He fell to the ground again, trembling.
"I remember correctly...I, Liu Yuzhang, can't remember it wrong...I, a Hanlin student, can't remember it wrong!!!"
Then he rushed out of the door...
He is going to the Hanlin Academy to look for "The Case of Di Gong".
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Lu Cheng drank until midnight.
This [Phantom Wine] tastes good, but...it's all an illusion, and it doesn't add a little bit of food and water.
In this world, it is quite difficult to find something real.
However, the third dancer from the left on the stage was pretty good. She just stretched her neck and tied it in a knot. At least she didn't put her head on her belt, so she could just watch the dance and regain her energy.
So Lu Chengguan saw the present.
But I can't see how long it will be... Pawning the disciple's sword will only cover the drink money. If I don't leave, I'm afraid the "kind-faced" bartender with a tentacled face will come to chase people away.
.......
Clang.
The wine shop door rings.
An old man fell in.
"Ah... Mr. Liu, how are you?" The whole restaurant became panicked.
The sixth grade is not a high-ranking official, but if something happens here, it will be serious.
Lu Cheng frowned slightly...
No. 3 stopped dancing and rushed to help Mr. Liu, which was very boring.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Liu chased everyone away and went straight to Lu Cheng's table.
"You...who are you?? Changed my Hanlin Academy classics...! You..." He looked excited, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.
oh!
Lu Cheng slapped his forehead.
So that's what happened...
I didn't find a good-looking dancer at the table just now, so I could only listen to the conversation at the next table and see if there were any good stories. When I heard "The Case of Judge Dee", it was very difficult for a mortal to catch a glimpse of the secrets of heaven.
But it still seems to miss the point.
After thinking over and over again, I secretly asked Tianmen to write the pen, creating a piece of history and linking it to Journey to the West...
In the process of searching for Taibai, might as well dig out this old case as a background, fight with them, and push for two more episodes?
That's what I said... I didn't expect this old Liu to be quite attentive.
"I have never revised the Hanlin classics...but there are always gaps in history that need to be filled in. Someone asked me to fill them in, so I will fill them in like this..."
"Nonsense...Nonsense..."
Lu Cheng took a sip of wine.
Damn...it's cold...
Glancing at Lao Liu in front of me, his eyes were suspicious, firm, confused, angry and...fear...
Sighed.
Time and years are particularly important to mortals, but a stroke at the gate of the fairy world may be their entire life.
If there is enough energy, Lu Cheng, as the only immortal in the contemporary world, can even travel through all the worlds in an instant and pass through the gate of heaven without being touched by all the worlds.
For example, this [Tianbao Year], in Lu Cheng's eyes, is a card in a duel.
It is only a battlefield of rules, a game created by the spiritual species and the Tianmen. The two sides compete and modify the laws of heaven and earth at will...
But...for the card world, these people living in all the worlds.