The moonlight is cold and shines on the ground, like a sheet of silver, a bright coat.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Wu Zheng, "I'll replace you."
Wu Zheng was extremely scared, but when he heard Xiao Hua's voice, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to be calm, straightened his clothes, and gave Xiao Hua a bared smile.
There was no further danger that night. When the sun shone on the ancient city early the next morning, Wu Zheng was pulled up again.
"Mortgage, it's such an early morning. It's not good for your health to get up so early!" Wu Zheng complained and talked nonsense while rubbing his sleepy eyes.
But Xiaohua pulled Wu Zheng's body again and said to him: "Stop sleeping, there's something wrong."
"What?" When Wu Zheng heard that there was something going on, he turned over and looked around alertly. He cherished his life very much!
However, when Wu Zheng stood up, he saw a magical scene. The sun that had just risen in the sky cast light into the ancient city. What was magical was that the light turned out to be on the already dilapidated streets.
, passing through rays of light one after another.
"This?" Big Beard glanced at Xiaohua and then said, "This can't be a coincidence, right?"
Xiaohua was not in a hurry to answer. He dropped Wu Zheng first, and then walked to the position where the light beam came from. Because the distance was too far, Xiaohua couldn't see clearly what was in front of him. But this phenomenon showed that the light beam had passed through
The route is a straight road.
What kind of miraculous workmanship is this? Xiaohua was shocked in his heart, and he was a little angry why he hadn't discovered it before. Although this long road seemed to be full of potholes on the surface, and there were piles of collapsed buildings next to it, it still remained the same.
Keep this road smooth.
What kind of craftsmanship can achieve this level of straightness? While Xiaohua was surprised, another guess came to her mind. Perhaps, there was an extremely terrifying thing in this ancient city a long, long time ago.
Maybe even civilization.
But why are there so many people around this ancient city preventing them from coming here? No, there must be some ulterior secret here, that must be it.
Xiaohua made up his mind again, waved his hand and said, "The sun has pointed out the direction for us." After saying that, he first stepped towards the light and walked away.
Wu Zheng knew that he couldn't stop Xiaohua, so he had no choice but to continue to follow listlessly with an empty stomach.
In a flash, the sun had already risen high, and the hot sunlight shone down, making it hard to open his eyes. Originally, Wu Zheng would complain a few words every few steps he took. At this time, he simply didn't have the energy to speak anymore.
Ah, when will this day end!
Just as Wu Zheng was looking up to the sky and roaring, the sky suddenly became overcast with clouds. Wu Zheng was dumbfounded. Could it be that God opened his eyes and heard his call?
The rumble of thunder followed soon after, and by now, the sky had turned pitch black, blocking out the sun. This scene could usually be described as terrifying.
Xiaohua's brows suddenly wrinkled. He didn't think that this would be an ordinary natural phenomenon. It is said that the sky is unpredictable, but he has lived for so long and has never heard that the sky changes so quickly? Just now, he said
The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a sky full of dark clouds. What's more, this situation occurred in this bizarre ancient city, so it was difficult for Xiaohua not to doubt it.
He looked around, then pointed to a tall house next to him that had barely collapsed and said, "Let's go in and take shelter first, and then we can make plans after the rain stops."
So, the four of them stepped into the house. Most of the building materials of the house were stone, and only the roof was made of wood. The house was very high, almost able to accommodate a person and a half Wu Zheng's height. The things inside
They are all well preserved, and there are some tables, chairs and benches made of stone. However, these furnishings are very crudely made!
"What on earth is this place?" Wu Zheng looked around curiously, scratching his head with his hands, wondering.
At this time, Mo Qing suddenly spoke. "I remember when I was a child, I had seen some secrets in the palace, and there seemed to be some descriptions about this."
As soon as these words came out, both Big Beard and Xiao Hua looked at the second prince with a little suspicion in their eyes. Then, Xiao Hua asked, "Since it is a secret, it shouldn't be told, right?"
Mo Qing was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Xiaohua to say that, and he didn't know how to speak for a while. In fact, since everything has been said, there is nothing left to say. What's more, he was worried. If he kept it all the time,
With such a secret, he might not be able to sleep well for several nights and feel uncomfortable all over.
Xiaohua smiled proudly, and then waved her hand and said, "You might as well tell me, in this weather of lightning and thunder, I want to hear your secret." Xiaohua's tone was a bit eerie, and suddenly gave people a sense of terror.
.And the thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to cooperate with the little flowers, and they struck down vigorously, causing a huge roar.
The four of them gathered around Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng deliberately found a corner to prevent himself from being frightened when he listened to the secret for a while. Mo Qing cleared his throat and then started talking.
That was when he was still young, and he ran to the imperial study. By chance, he found that his father was not there, and on his father's desk, there was a half-open bamboo slip. Because Mo Qing usually used it for studying.
They are all paper, so I have never seen bamboo slips before.
So, driven by curiosity, he secretly picked up the bamboo slip. At first, he didn't know what it was, he just thought it was fun and he could roll it up in his hand.
But when he slowly opened the bamboo slip, his eyes were suddenly attracted to what was inside. Because there was a bizarre incident told on it. Because at that time, Mo Qing was not interested in reading and other things.
He liked it very much, so he only glanced at it briefly and then threw it on the desk. In addition, after so many years, he had already forgotten most of what was written on it.
"Then what is written on it?" Wu Zheng was a little impatient. What bothered him most was being distracted and itchy in his heart.
After Mo Qing heard this, he continued to narrate: "It records this incident. A long time ago, in our world, in addition to humans, there were two ethnic groups."
"Could it be a monster?" The bearded man was straight-tempered and said whatever he thought of casually. Little did he know that Wu Zheng was in the corner, looking at him with the eyes of a resentful woman.
"It's not a monster." The bearded man's doubt was quickly dismissed by Mo Qing. "I don't quite understand what those two groups are called, but I remember that one of them seems to be thriving in the extreme south."
"You mean, this so-called ancient city was built by them?" Xiaohua still didn't believe it. He had read a lot of ancient books. Why hadn't he heard anything about these two so-called ethnic groups?
"I don't have any evidence, but I guess it is."
Mo Qing's words were particularly silent amidst the sound of rain, as if they were covered with a mysterious veil by the rain. Along with a thunder, Xiaohua suddenly had a bold idea.
Maybe this ethnic group really exists. Maybe, Wu Zheng's ethnic group is probably a descendant of it. But why? He has never heard of even a little bit of history about these?
So, this bold idea emerged. Let us make a bold guess that the history of this world has been hidden and modified. The history that most people in the world know is different from the history that a very small number of people know.
Not the same.
Although this is just a bold guess with no basis at all, Xiaohua feels that it is very reasonable. In his way of thinking, many things are not to see if he has any evidence to prove that this is the case, but to use his head.
Think about whether he should be like this. If so, would he be reasonable?
This weird way of thinking will make Xiaohua encounter one question after another most of the time. However, it is an effective way of thinking.
Just like the river flowing into the ocean, it flows from high places to low places. This is very reasonable. So the little flower will think that the river water will flow to the sea. Rather than because the little flower looks at the flow of the river and then judges the direction of the ocean, finally
It is judged that the river flows to the ocean.
It seems that there is no essential difference between the two, but if you think about it carefully, the two are actually completely different.
The rain gradually subsided, and Mo Qing's story was finished. In fact, Wu Zheng and Big Beard both listened to this matter as a short story. Although Xiaohua seemed calm on the surface, in fact, her heart was already turned upside down.
. The things he knew were still too little.
Just imagine, if a person could know everything in the world, would he be invincible? At this time, Xiaohua began to gradually realize that if the so-called strength does not match what he knows, then you
It will be very dangerous.
After the heavy rain, the ground became very muddy. The four people walked on it, and soon they were covered in mud. The weather was strange, but now, the sun came out again and scorched the earth.
The bearded man had never seen such horrible weather before, so he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and express his shock.
The four of them walked for another whole day, and it was already dusk in the blink of an eye. Wu Zheng's stomach had already begun to growl in protest, but unfortunately, there was nothing to eat here. To put it bluntly, there was not even a hair.
At first, Wu Zheng was looking forward to seeing a few birds flying over the sky. But later, he gave up this idea because he found that in this kind of place, birds didn’t poop at all. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed to his chest.
On my back, little stars are almost appearing in my eyes.