Chapter Thirty-Three Investing Limited Life into Infinite Exploration of the Unknown World
The moon is bright and the night is cold, and the buildings are hundreds of feet tall.
Looking down from the top of the building, densely packed corpses were jumping and roaring.
The pungent smell of decay from their bodies reaches straight into the sky.
The dancing horse fell from the roof of the building, and the windows of the building in sight quickly retreated.
The dancing horse fell into a group of zombies and ghosts.
A woman with long hair and a vague face stood on the edge of the roof, looking at him coldly.
The next moment, the dancing horse fell, and endless corpses rushed up.
"No!"
The dancing horse wakes up from a nightmare.
He opened his eyes and saw a white bed, mahogany furniture, and antique furnishings everywhere.
Quiet and elegant.
A burst of sandalwood scented his nose, making him feel relaxed.
The previous dream was really scary.
Dancing Horse remembered.
He has said goodbye to the apocalypse where zombies are rampant, to the endless zombie monsters, and to the heartless women.
It’s so damn cool.
Wu Ma took a deep breath of sandalwood and gradually calmed down.
At this moment, the time coordinate of the horse dance is the Great Sui Dynasty, the thirteenth year of the Great Cause.
To be precise, it should be a fantasy version of the Sui Dynasty.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain everything Wu Ma had just experienced, especially the volume of "The Monster Illustrated Book of the Tang Dynasty" in his head and Tian Deping's bloody sacrifice.
The geographical coordinates at this time: Jinyang, Taiyuan.
A major historical event is about to happen: Jinyang raises troops.
No, it should be said that the Jinyang uprising has already happened.
The dancing horse participated in the dance, leaping and leaping to survive, which affected the process of Jinyang's military uprising, and may be recorded in the history of future generations.
Dancing Horse got rid of the nightmare, and his mind became clearer.
Everything I experienced in the secret room came to my mind——
Not long after Tian Deping turned into dust, Li Shimin took Liu Wenjing and Yuwen Jianxue to break into the secret room, and was immediately surprised by the strong blood evil spirit and the intricately patterned altar decorations.
Wu Ma later learned that the strange and unreliable sacrifice had attracted the phantom of a furbolg, which hung over the county magistrate's mansion like a god of death, making everyone panic and unable to move or breathe.
Just when everyone thought they were doomed, a strange burping sound came from the secret room, and the shadow of the furbolg disappeared immediately.
The woman in purple shirt told Li Shimin before the horse dance that the culprit of the sacrifice by the county magistrate was Tian Deping, who had turned into a cluster of powder at this moment——
Of course, his two eyes were still spinning on the ground like glass eggs.
The woman in purple shirt also pointed to the dancing horse and said: "It was this man who killed Tian Deping and turned the tide."
He also gave a vivid description, which proves that the horse dancing mana, with superior virtue and art, is an unparalleled master.
When the woman in purple shirt said this, Wu Ma was sitting on the altar meditating and recuperating. She was seriously injured and covered in blood, but she was calm and calm, looking like a master.
After seeing this, Li Shimin called him Immortal and led everyone to thank him.
No matter how Wu Ma said that he was a mortal and came here by chance, no one believed him.
It can be seen that throughout the ages, men are stupid enough to believe anything beautiful women say.
The more beautiful a woman is, the more seductive she is and the more likely she is to put herself in danger. Dancing Horse has experienced such hardships.
Li Shimin invited the horse dancer on the spot to work together for the great cause of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Wu Ma Qianrang Ichiban never agreed on the spot. He was new to this world and did not have to make a decision in a hurry.
However, Li Shimin thoughtfully arranged an elegant courtyard for the dancing horse to rest.
The wonderful thing is that the woman in purple suddenly knelt in front of Li Shimin and said that her life was saved by the dancing horse, and the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. She was willing to serve the dancing horse, even if she was not far away from the dancing horse, even serving tea and water, and also asked the man
You make it complete.
Whoever is next to the dancing horse is taking care of him, so why does he need others to fulfill his duties?
But before Wu Ma could say no, Li Shimin agreed with the good intentions of an adult, saying that all the expenses of an immortal's life would be covered by the common people, and whatever the lady needed, just ask.
Liu Wenjing and Pei Ji, on the other hand, had wretched looks on their faces. They handed over their hands and only said that they were like a beautiful couple and were blessed by God.
Dancing horses and thinking about flowers and beautiful couples were not mentioned in Tang Xianzu's "The Peony Pavilion". What happened in the Ming Dynasty that you two Sui Dynasty people are using blindly?
The heroine in white, Yuwen Jianxue, stood aside coldly, with a cold look on her face after hearing these words, and turned her head slightly to look at the endless night sky.
The heart of the dancing horse said that Liu Wenjing and Pei Ji like flowers and beautiful families to enjoy the beauty and happiness. Why do you want to do me dancing with the horse?
After thinking for a while, Wu Ma agreed.
Wu Ma never believed that the woman in purple had any good intentions, but he was actually even more worried about the woman in purple leaving alone.
After wandering on the edge of life and death for several years in the apocalyptic era, Wu Ma certainly understands that the murderous intentions hidden in the dark are more terrifying than the visible dangers around him.
Wu Ma is confident in controlling risks. He wants to see what the purple-shirted woman is going to do, and also wants to verify whether Tian Deping's curse is true or false.
Cursing is like a thorn stuck in the throat of a dancing horse. You have to find a way to swallow it or pull it out, or you can pierce the throat and breathe out and die.
If it is false, then the woman in purple must be killed as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.
In addition, Wu Ma is not a newbie who is unsophisticated, and it is not appropriate to refute Li Shimin in front of so many people. After all, this man will be the emperor in thirteen years, and he will have the face of the Emperor of Heaven through the ages.
You have to give a little more.
In addition to the above reasons, there is another consideration for Wu Ma to keep the purple-shirted woman by his side - the new ancient Buddha green lantern pattern on the "Illustrated Book" is undoubtedly related to the purple-shirted woman.
Wu Ma really couldn't restrain his restless heart that wanted to experiment crazily.
If you stay, just stay.
It’s also good to look at pretty girls every day.
I have been among the zombies for too long in the past few years, and my aesthetic sense has become a bit distorted.
It's time to make things right.
The woman in purple shirt took this opportunity to ask for a name from the dancing horse scene.
Although Wu Ma doesn't understand why the purple-shirted woman insists on this, she can't avoid the matter of naming.
The Dancing Horse recognized the "Illustrated Book", and when I looked back at the ancient Buddhist green lantern, I suddenly thought of something mischievously——
Tao Chan and Jiang Xue, riding and fighting against Qingxia.
"Qingxia...just call me Qingxia."
So, after a battle of wits and courage, the dancing horse not only survived intact - but also picked up a beautiful follower.
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The bloody night in the county magistrate's mansion has just passed, the horse dance has rested for a night, and the wound on the lower abdomen is almost healed. At this time, it is the time when the sun rises in the early morning of the next day.
Wu Ma slowly sat up from the bed and looked outside.
Half of the bright sunlight peeked out and reflected on the window paper like a layer of gold.
Wu Ma walked to the window sill and opened a window, and the rising sunlight flooded his face.
In May in Taiyuan, the courtyard is full of greenery, and the sky outside is clear and blue.
The dancing horse felt like a world away, and I suddenly remembered that the great man two thousand years later might have a slightly similar mental journey to his own.
"The west wind is strong,
The wild geese in the sky call Shuangchenyue."
The dancing horse closed his eyes and whispered:
"Frost Morning Moon,
The sound of horses’ hooves is heard, and the sound of trumpets is heard;”
The dancing horse calmed down and just thought silently in his heart,
“The long road through Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning.
from scratch,
Cangshan is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood."
It's past.
All the hardships and sufferings have passed.
From now on, Dancing Horse must look forward.
Even if the road ahead is as steep as mountains and iron, the dancing horse must stride forward calmly and calmly.
After crossing the mountain, look at the distant mountains like the sea and feel the setting sun like blood.
A cool breeze suddenly blew up, making the leaves in the courtyard rustle.
There seemed to be footsteps in the yard, and the dancing horse looked warily.
At this time, if someone suddenly appears, applauds from a distance, and says: "The majesty and aura of Wu Langjun's poem is absolutely amazing, it has never been done before or since."
This plot is ridiculous.
Fortunately not.
After all, Ci originated from the Southern Dynasties and became popular during the Sui and Tang Dynasties but flourished during the Song Dynasty. It was not the right time to dance the horse and chant.
Qingxia is dancing her sword in the corner of the courtyard, and the flowing clouds and flowing water are as graceful as butterflies, which is very beautiful.
Seeing the dancing horse opening the window, Qingxia circled and sheathed her sword, smiling and waving to him.
Then they danced again.
Although she doesn't have the identity of a hostess, she feels very comfortable as a hostess. Dancing Horse admires her a little.
After watching Qingxia dancing with sword and dancing horse for a while, she closed the window.
Surviving from death and regaining a new life, Dancing Horse faces a fantastic and brand-new world.
How to live this life?
Dancing Horse just wants to live freely and freely, to live as fast as possible, to never spend the whole day among the disgusting corpses, and to never think about love again.
It is best to be alone, without worries, and to grow old alone.
The dancing horse is single based on his ability, who dares to gossip.
How to realize your own life value?
First of all, Wu Ma would never do anything about Wenzhao Gong.
This routine is everywhere in novels and online dramas. The audience is not tired of it, and even the horse dance will make them vomit.
Too boring.
Inventing the steam engine to increase productivity is not Dancing Horse's forte.
Wu Ma roughly knows the principle of the steam engine, but is confused by the details of its production.
Making all kinds of inventions and creations, I don’t know how the various time-travelers in the past did it. The horse dance is really a bit blind.
To be honest, you can't even make a dancing horse out of a piece of soap.
As for the matter of saving the country, saving the people, and turning the tide of heaven, Li Shimin had to do it himself. The emperor did a good job, but he might not be able to do it if he were to dance on a horse.
Even if he wants to do the horse dance, the ruthless people around Li Shimin such as Sun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Liu Wenjing, Yuchi Gong, and Qin Shubao are not vegetarians.
What really interests Dancing Horse is this world.
It is this fantasy version of the Sui and Tang Dynasties that seems to be on the established historical track, but suddenly tries hard to go off the rails.
Sacrifice, ancient gods, awakened disciples, furbolgs, ancient green lantern Buddhas, spiritual treasures, and the Tang Dynasty Monster Illustrated Book all aroused Wu Ma's strong interest and desire to explore.
How interesting.
Human life is limited, and Dancing Horse should devote his limited life to infinite exploration of the unknown world and into infinite, interesting and scientific experiments.
Thinking of this, Wu Ma couldn't hold back her excitement.
He wanted to sink into his mind and study the illustrations as soon as possible.
There was an inappropriate knock on the door.
"Mr. Lang,"
Qingxia's sweet voice came from outside the door, "Liu Wenjing, Yuwen Jianxue would like to see you."