Chapter 1 The Countdown to One Hundred and Eight

Style: Historical Author: NozomiWords: 2519Update Time: 24/01/18 16:39:59
AD 1114, the fourth year of Zhenghe in the Northern Song Dynasty, at the age of Jiawu, on Jingdong East Road, Dengzhou.

On Dengyun Mountain in the summer evening, there is a cool breeze and the night is quiet. The mountain breeze flowing in the valleys and mountains and forests carries a faint salty smell - this is the unique smell of the sea breeze.

The light moonlight passes through a paper window lattice and quietly shines on the bed in a mud house. This scene is quiet and beautiful, perfect for falling asleep.

But Zou Run on the bed couldn't sleep.

Stroking his head that was wrapped like a rice dumpling, Zou Run sighed deeply.

well……

My original name is Zou Run, and the original owner who was hit by an arrow in the head is also named Zou Run. Is this the so-called time travel, or is it Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?

Am I actually Zou Run, a sailor in the 21st century? Or is it that Zou Run, the green forest hero of the Song Dynasty, had an absurd dream of the 21st century?

It had been three days since he woke up from his coma, but every night, Zou Run would question himself unconsciously. Zou Run still couldn't easily accept the fact that his soul inexplicably penetrated the body of the little-known double-horned dragon in the famous Water Margin as soon as he woke up.

When Zou Run was a sailor in his previous life, he often read various books to pass the boring time during ocean voyages. He liked the book Water Margin very much. He basically knew the stories of the characters in it, and he even learned about the background of the era with great interest.

But just because he had a certain understanding, he sighed heavily as soon as he reacted.

Zou Run deeply remembered that the background of Water Margin was probably at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty. At this time, the Northern Song Dynasty was about to be ravaged by several ethnic minority regimes, and the country suffered humiliation and subjugation after suffering various insults. At a time when this building was about to collapse, he happened to travel through time to the unknown Zou Run...

Zou Run suddenly had a headache because he suddenly thought of a question:

"Where did I rank among the one hundred and eight generals? Can I use my strength to measure it?"

Just as I was thinking this, a slight creaking sound suddenly sounded outside.

Zou Run was keenly aware of it, and immediately covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The person who entered the house late at night was a strong young man with a stocky build, messy beard and hair, wearing a dark brown shirt.

The strong man's name is Zou Yuan, known as Lin Long among the people in the world. He is the leader of Dengyun Village and the direct uncle of the original owner. In the original work, he was ranked No. 90 among the one hundred and eight generals in Liangshan, Diduanxing.

Seeing Zou Run sleeping soundly with his own eyes, snoring slightly and breathing smoothly, Zou Yuan felt relieved. Before leaving, he carefully tucked Zou Run in, then quietly closed the door and went back to the house to sleep.

Hearing the sound outside the door, Zou Run opened his closed eyes again, with tears flashing faintly in his eyes.

From staying half step away when he was seriously injured and falling into a coma, to regular visits every night after waking up, Zou Yuan cared about his nephew as much as a father cared about his child.

But in fact, Zou Yuan is only two years older than Zou Run. Now he is the only two people left in the entire Zou family to depend on each other. They say that an eldest uncle is like a father, and that's nothing more than that.

Zou Run unconsciously thought of the ending of the two people in the original work.

In my memory, I and my uncle Zou Yuan were both unfamous sidekicks in Water Margin. Their martial arts seemed to be acceptable, but their copycat strength was meager. Although they were accepted after defecting to Song Jiang, they seemed to be labeled as members of the Dengzhou clan. The label ranks quite low among the Tiangang Disha. After half a lifetime of fighting, the result is:

Uncle Zou Yuan was trampled to death by a horse in the final battle of the Conquest of Fangla. Although he was lucky to survive, he saw through Song Ting's face, resigned and returned to Dengyun Mountain. In the end, he should have met a good death...

Damn it? What the hell kind of ending is this? I've spent half my life working on a knife's edge, throwing away my life and blood, and finally I'm back to where I started? So what is the meaning of living this life?

Zou Run felt a surge of anger for no reason. He felt like a suffocating breath in his chest could not come out, and he couldn't swallow it down. It was extremely uncomfortable to hold it in.

Grass!

In order to make a living, I spent the first half of my life working as a sailor who was not worthy of a dog, but I didn't get much out of it. This time he returned to the Northern Song Dynasty inexplicably. If he followed the original owner's story and lived again, wouldn't he be living like a dog?

In my previous life, I didn’t know the brilliance of life, I only knew how to live for daily necessities.

This time I want to live my life! By the way, Zou Run, the original owner, was so angry! We must gather a group of people and work hard to achieve something!

Strange to say, after Zou Run silently made up his mind, the depression and anger in his chest immediately dissipated without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.

Vaguely, Zou Run had a realization in his heart that this depression was probably the original owner's last obsession...

As soon as the obsession went away, the insomnia that had troubled Zou Run for many days immediately dissipated. A deep feeling of exhaustion quickly came over him. Zou Run fell into a deep sleep in almost a few breaths.

In his sleep, Zou Yuan heard someone whispering in his ear:

If you are born like an ant, you should have the ambition of a swan. If your life is as thin as paper, you should have an unyielding heart.

………………

This sleep lasted a full day and night. At noon on the second day, Zou Run woke up to the singing of wind and birds in Dengyun Mountain. He felt that his whole body was full of strength and energy, and his whole body seemed to have endless exertions. strength.

Only when he looked down did he realize that his uncle Zou Yuan was lying on a bench next to the bed, fully clothed.

His face was haggard and sallow, and his eye circles were as dark as if they were stained with pot ashes, and he immediately understood.

Zou Run sat up, gently pushed Zou Yuan awake, and said in a choked voice: "Uncle, please go back to sleep. I have slept for a long time and I have had enough sleep. My illness is completely gone. You can rest assured and rest."

Zou Yuan rubbed his eyes fiercely, sat up halfway, and without replying for now, he looked Zou Run up and down. Seeing that his face was rosy and his expression was bright, he was completely relieved.

He shouted vaguely: "It's just that you're fine, so I'll go back to sleep. You've been sleeping for many days, so go get some food first and don't worry about me."

After saying that, without waiting for Zou Run to agree, he struggled to get up. Zou Run saw that his figure was swaying and he quickly went to help him.

The minions at the door also rushed over to support him, and said: "The second leader doesn't know yet. During the days when Xie was hit by an arrow in his head, the leader's brother stayed on guard for several days and nights. He thinks he's fainted now, but there's no need to worry. , We have just carried our leader back to have a rest. He is recovering from his illness, so let’s just eat porridge and rice first.”

Zou Run felt warm in his heart when he heard this. Seeing that the two people looked familiar, but couldn't remember their specific names, he asked quietly.

"Thank you so much. I'm in a daze and can't remember much of the past. May I ask what your two brothers' names are?"

"Haha, the two leaders are so polite. We are naturally close to the two leaders. Our names are Zhao Da and Zhao Wu."

After that, the two minions carried Zou Yuan on their backs and walked towards a house opposite. They just muttered to themselves: "This second leader has changed so much after being ill, and he speaks so politely, just like those Scholars and scholars.”

"Yes, yes. In the past, the second leader in the village had a bad temper. But this time he is better. He has woken up, the tumor on the back of his head has disappeared, and his temper has also been cured. We will be fine in the future. That’s all.”

"It's not that, it's just that people in the world used to call the second leader the One-horned Dragon. This time the horn is gone. What a nickname..."

After hearing this, Zou Run smiled awkwardly and unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his head. The ugly tumor on the back of his head in his memory was indeed gone. He was very happy at the moment. After all, no one wanted to have an inexplicable tumor on their head to be ridiculed.

Realizing that there was still a bandage on his head, Zou Run felt that it was in the way. Thinking that the bandage had been wrapped for so many days and had not been changed, it was somewhat unhygienic, so he pulled it off.

Then he walked towards the kitchen. After sleeping for several days, he didn't have enough water or rice. He was really hungry.

The rate of turning around was very high along the way. The gangsters in the village were very happy when they saw Zou Run waking up. They all came to greet him, but they also unconsciously looked at Zou Run's bare head. This made him feel a little depressed and thought to himself. :

"Originally, the nickname of One-horned Dragon is nondescript and not a good name. It seems that I will have to change my nickname in the future."