The strange vision in the sky disappeared without knowing when. The hail, lightning, heavy rain, and flint had all stopped long ago, leaving only the drizzle.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Zhang Xing would have thought that a violent earthquake had just caused landslides and strong convective weather.
but now……
"I really didn't expect that I would be alive to see Fenshanjun and Haibijun in this life." The person who broke the silence in the temple was the bearded Dumeng.
"The tiger is the tiger-faced dragon just now?" Zhang Xing swallowed, feeling a slight burning sensation in his throat. "The one who was fighting with it on the clouds...is that the Lord of the Sea?"
"How can you admit your mistake?" Du Meng replied with some frustration. "One is right in front of you, exactly like what was told in the story. Although I didn't see the other just now, during the Battle of Luolongtan, the tide suddenly rose, attracting the Dongyi people to take a boat around. It is said that Lord Bihai made a secret effort. ...Boy Zhang, you said that this kind of fight between gods has not happened for hundreds of years, so why did we catch up with it?"
Zhang Xing said nothing, what the hell did he know?
On the other side, Du Meng was about to say something more, but stopped in surprise: "You don't recognize Fenshanjun? In the army before, you told us about the appearance of Fenshanjun and Bihaijun, as well as the allusions to Dongyi and the imperial court. , isn’t that what you said?!”
Zhang Xing was suddenly shocked... In this barren mountain, if he said that he had snatched away his comrade, plus this fairy's martial arts background and the defeat of the army, as well as the opponent's physique, I am an old cold-legged person, I'm afraid it wouldn't be the case He was about to be regarded as a lonely ghost, and then cut open with a knife... So he quickly shook his head and said:
"After I was woken up by you, my mind was in a state of confusion. Besides, the way I looked just now, I was so scared that I lost my wits..."
"That's true." Du Meng, who was sitting on the ground, nodded. "Besides, you've always been a slippery boy. It's normal for you to talk about one thing and do another... We ran away all the way, and I didn't even know you hid such a treasure."
Zhang Xing did not dare to say anything, but after Du Meng complained for a while, they did not say anything. They just slumped in the temple to rest. It was not until it was getting late that they couldn't delay, and the two of them tried to get up.
Unexpectedly, this time Zhang Xing managed to stand up.
"I've said it all, do you want doctor? You just lost strength when you were fighting for pancakes with those southern Xinjiang slickers at the mountain col. As a result, your body couldn't tolerate your shit-like ice energy, so you collapsed. "...you move slowly to get used to it, don't use your strength randomly, and wait for me to find something useful." Even though his beard was covered, his strength was still the same. As he said this, he was already searching around the temple.
On the other side, Zhang Xing stood up and saw at a glance what Du Meng was doing - he was picking up rags. They should be things that other defeated soldiers in the temple had not had time to take away before they fled.
Even though the time traveler had made up his mind to speak less, he couldn't help but ask sadly: "Those who ran out...are they all gone?"
"How can I still live?"
Du Meng turned around, as if he wanted to lose his temper again, but for some reason this time, he didn't sound too bad, just a little depressed, and a little nagging:
"What's more, where are the seventeen or eight people who died in front of me? This movement caused the entire mountain to collapse. The road at the foot of the mountain happened to be the road we took when we marched. Didn't all the people who escaped, ranging from ten thousand to eight thousand, go here? I'm afraid they'll all die after such an incident! I don't know if it's intentional? But you have to know that if Fenshanjun hadn't come out like this, Dongyi's pursuers would definitely follow Bihaijun. When the time comes, Not only will the fleeing people be at risk of death, but Dengzhou will also be hit by a military disaster, and even more people will die by then..."
Afterwards, the words stopped for some reason. This made Zhang Xing, who was trying hard to listen and extract useful information, shake his head, and then struggled to help the other party search.
There were seventeen or eight people who were defeated in the temple before. They fled in a hurry and left some things behind. After the two of them collected them properly, they each took out a few cakes from their arms. Putting them together, there were two or three cakes. Ten dry biscuits, four or five long and short weapons, four helmets are available...and two half-flags can probably make up two packages.
The most pity was that half of the earthen jar's batter was spilled directly on the ground, and I couldn't put it away even if I wanted to. As for the few copper plates and silver ingots, it seemed ridiculous to put them there at this time.
"Fortunately, it's enough for both of us to survive." Du Meng looked at the things on the ground, feeling a little excited, then looked around and gave instructions. "You can't eat dry pancakes, you still have to boil some water... You walk around and go to the leaky area over there to watch for some rainwater. I'll use a knife to dig out some wood carvings and beams to start a fire."
Of course there was no problem with this order, and Zhang Xing immediately followed his words. But soon, as he was just starting to pick up his helmet to collect water, a question came from behind him with a beard:
"Zhang boy, whose temple do you think this is?"
Zhang Xing turned around in surprise, and then immediately became nervous... How could he forget this? !
If you think about it, you will know that it is a ruined temple that is about to collapse no matter how you look at it. It was supposed to be the most dangerous place, but it managed to survive the earthquake. It cannot be said that it is not a miracle.
And considering that even a tiger of that level has to give face, or simply be deceived, it is especially terrifying... After experiencing the drama during the day, no one would be stupid enough to think that this was a coincidence.
Of course, Zhang Xing has one more thought than Du Meng, that is, he has traveled through time in this temple, so the mystery and vitality here are probably even more important to him.
As soon as he thought about this, Zhang Xing put down the helmet that was holding the water, and walked carefully over in the last glimmer of light. Soon, he felt relieved, even a little enlightened - because he was wearing the clothes of the statue that was missing half of its head. I found the scattered Bagua horizontal stripes, and found the vague but definitely familiar Yin-Yang fish pattern in the dust at the feet of the statue.
That makes sense.
"This is not a temple. This should be the Taoist temple of Taishang Laojun. At least it belongs to several of Taishang Laojun's relatives and disciples... It's just that it's too old and I didn't notice it for a while." Zhang Xing actually had some complaints in his tone. .
Du Meng, on the other hand, first felt a little comfortable following his companion's unabashed relief, but soon became confused again: "Who is the Supreme Lord?"
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded: "You don't even know Taishang Laojun?"
Du Meng glanced at the compass in the opponent's waist. He was a little confused, but he still stamped his feet: "You can't even recognize Fenshanjun right in front of you, so what if I don't know Taishang Laojun? Lord Long in this world , You must have dozens of people, right? However, this time we are really blessed by the old gentleman to survive. No matter what, we can't hack their desks. I'm going to dig up the collapsed beams."
Hearing this, Zhang Xing fell into a trance, and even had a chill down his spine - not to mention the difference between planing the beams and splitting the table, he was almost sure that this guy was definitely not pretending. Brother Du Meng really doesn’t know who Taishang Laojun is!
This is absolutely terrifying!
Of course, there seems to be no need to be too frightened, because now he doesn't know what the three splendors, four emperors and the 'dozens of dragon masters and princes' are?
Planing the beams, starting the fire again, boiling water, cleaning up, making pancakes... The next steps are step by step, and there is no need for unnecessary nonsense whether it is Zhang Xing or the beard.
After eating and drinking, the two of them lay in a ruined view almost beside a cliff, but they were still speechless.
Zhang Xing didn't know what the bearded man was thinking, but this day's experience was really like a dream to him... If the myth-like experience during the day still gave him a sense of illusion, then lying here at night , listening to the beeping sound of the fire, the patter of drizzle outside the window, feeling the aches and pains in this body personally, for a long time and quietly, breathing the air here, and just because The coldness that could be detected quickly by some kind of instinct... Zhang Xing could no longer cover himself up with any illusions.
I just traveled to an inexplicable and unknown world.
The only thing that can be determined now is that the productivity and production relations of this world seem to be relatively backward. It is likely that it is still a traditional oriental feudal political form, and it also has a strong oriental mythology.
Of course, all this is just speculation, and no one knows what is going on. At least Zhang Xing doesn’t know, and he doesn’t really want to know at this time, because he wants to go home more, miss his own cat, and his own Warm quilt, want to compile my own Huhu big V account.
But when I think about it, the coldness in front of me forces me to suppress all unnecessary thoughts, because the reality is that he is obviously in a state of taking one step at a time and living one day at a time. He can only wait to get out of the mountains alive and enter a civilized society. , in order to make long-term plans.
Slowly, the feeling of exhaustion finally surged up uncontrollably. The traveler sat on the ground, using the ruined temple as clothes, curled up and closed his eyes and fell asleep. While sleeping, it seemed that someone was crying in his dream, and it seemed as if he could vaguely hear someone else crying in reality. Crying may be because you are crying unconsciously, or it may even be just an illusion caused by the sound of rain.
When he woke up early the next morning, the fire was extinguished. Zhang Xing clearly felt that his body had recovered a lot. At the very least, he was able to walk on his own while holding a long knife.
So the two of them didn't waste any time, soaked the cakes in some water left over from last night, then each carried their packages and got out of the hole behind the temple and set off. Then the bearded man held his knife in front to clear the way, and Zhang Xing held his golden finger, or golden compass behind him, roughly looking at the direction... At this point, not to mention that Du Meng already knew about this thing and its effects, it was intentional. Even if you want to hide it, you shouldn't do anything to cover it up at this time when the two of them need their lives to depend on each other.
However, just as they walked a hundred steps away in the drizzle, there was a loud bang behind them. They turned around in shock, only to find that the ruined view that had been so stable day and night was collapsing, and the main body of the building was rolled up into a ball. , as the two watched, they rolled directly under the cliff "artificially" created by the tiger on the other side.
The traveler stood there in the rain, silent and speechless, his mood too complicated to describe.
Du Meng, on the other hand, did not hesitate to bow down in the mud and bowed. After standing up, he even sighed to Zhang Xing: "When you get back, Mr. Zhang, please tell me about the regulations of Taishang Laojun's statues. How can I give them to him?" The old man built a small family temple to repay this kindness..."
Zhang Xing could only nod.
"They are all such powerful gods, demons, kings and saints, why are they so different?" Du Meng said, turning around and going on the road. "Go down the mountain first and find a way later."
Zhang Xing could only keep up with his sword silently... What he didn't notice was that with the collapse of the Taoist temple, the pointer of the compass in his hand once lost control. It only stabilized after Du Meng reiterated where he was going.
PS: Let me say a few more words... First of all, thank you for your love. I ranked first on the reward list, with 80 rewards, and 16 leaders immediately appeared, all of whom are familiar faces... After such a long time, everyone can still remember it. I should be grateful no matter what.
Then let’s talk about the update... I don’t have a few chapters in the manuscript (I’ll tell you the reason later), so for the new book period, I try to keep a minimum of 4,000 words per day to ensure that everyone’s investment is not wasted. If a single chapter is less than 4,000 words or everyone is very enthusiastic , just throw out the saved manuscripts and scrape them together.
Then there is the Qidian end-of-year library event, which I also participated in, and there are cards for everyone to try.
Above, I wish everyone a happy life in 20211202.
