The old capital, which had been silent for decades, had many uninvited guests.
Each of these uninvited guests has their own purpose. The purpose of the man who came in the carriage and the young man sitting on the horse was to find a woman, a woman that he had longed for and coveted for a long time.
This woman ignored him, which was really helpless.
Senior brother once said something to him, if you ignore me today, you will be unable to reach him tomorrow. But the young man believed that this was extremely difficult and basically impossible for him.
He could only kneel and lick all the way, and as his senior brother said, the reason dogs are so popular with women is because dogs can lick, and there are many ways to lick, such as standing, sitting, and kneeling.
It’s precisely because he can lick that he’s so popular. The young man originally thought that after finding the woman he cared about, he would learn to lick standing, sitting, or kneeling like a dog. This idea has been in my mind over and over again for several days.
Especially today, after I heard that I was about to reach the old capital, I had this image of kneeling and licking in my mind. How to lick to achieve the most perfect licking. How can I lick it so that the girl Youluo is satisfied and elated? Licking the ground she would like to be his wife.
In front of flowers and under the moon, an extremely handsome man puts his arm around a stunningly beautiful woman, lifts her feet, and kisses her gently. What kind of beautiful picture is that?
Whenever the young man thinks of this, he laughs and swallows his saliva.
The charm of the ancient city, the beauties and the handsome men. What a wonderful thing it is for two people to be intimate with each other under the beautiful scenery. If you are moved by the scenery, it is a higher level of skin-to-skin intimacy, the joy of fish and water.
Then, the licking dog will no longer be licking just one foot. It touches the whole body and even the whole soul.
What he had been waiting for was finally coming. As long as you climb over a mountain, you can reach the old capital.
However, what he saw was no good mountains, rivers or scenery. There is only a desolate land, and the so-called old capital stands in this world.
"Yes, this is the old capital." A sighing voice came from inside the carriage.
This young man is none other than Ling Dabao. The person in the carriage was his adoptive father whom he had just met, and he was also a contemporary painting sage in the Zhou Dynasty.
The two of them arrived here on the fourth day after a long journey. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, we would have arrived a day earlier.
The rain had just passed, the land was still a little damp, and the air was naturally very refreshing and cool. Jiang Ling Dabao's black hair swayed and swayed, and floated again and again.
Ling Dabao blew on his sticky hair and poked it at the corner of his mouth, looking at the blood stains in front of him with confusion.
"Is this a centuries-old charm, with mountains and rivers all in one city?" Ling Dabao was stunned.
At first glance, it may be due to the dusty travels, overwork, and hallucinations. The second time, it was still the same, and the third time, it was still the same. This showed that he was not wrong.
"One day in the cave, ten years outside the cave...Father...could it be that if you and I stayed in that cave for one night, ten years would have passed outside?"
Ling Dabao was full of doubts, as if he had experienced the passage of time. In a short period of time, ten years had passed unknowingly.
A prosperous city turned into a lifeless and ending city. This is by no means just ten years, it will take at least several decades or even a hundred years.
The curtains on the carriage were lifted, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
Mr. Yan looked through the car window at the city, which was full of complexity.
Back then, he and Gongsun Erniang parted ways after experiencing that nightmare in the old capital. Since then, we have never met.
This is the road to hell that ruined his junior brother, and it was also the place that ruined his love.
Now that I'm back again, will I encounter the same nightmare again this time? And now, can I have the ability to fight against the skeletons who hurt those friends back then?
Mr. Yan, many years ago, he had thought about trying to come here again.
He knew that he was not the only one with this idea. Aunt Gongsun, the same is true.
That was the place where Aunt Gongsun's vigor had been smoothed away, and now she was even more cautious.
Aunt Gongsun was the current Sword Master, but her swordsmanship lacked a bit of sharpness, and she did not have the courage to move forward. Therefore, her sword was more blunt and more self-protective.
She is a sword master, just for now. Far inferior to those sword masters of the past, and not as good as the younger generations who walked before them.
Aunt Gongsun's swordsmanship has been surpassed by Zhou Youluo's. When Mr. Yan saw Zhou Youluo for the first time, he felt like he was meeting Aunt Gongsun back then.
After all, this visit is not to help Ling Dabao find true love. But for yourself.
Mr. Yan made this decision after learning Ling Dabao's name.
There are rumors in the world that Ling Dabao is suspected to be from the Immortal Sect. Otherwise, it would be impossible to repel a top warrior in the martial arts world with just one finger.
There is indeed a rumor in this world. Above the Jianghu is the Immortal Sect, of which Chunyang Palace is the most important. If he is his adopted son, he really comes from the Immortal Sect, from Chunyang, and is an immortal.
Then, this time, maybe I can go deep into the old capital and avenge the blood of my old friends and junior brothers who are always sleeping in the darkness.
If the immortal takes action, how can there be any reason in the world that the demons will not be destroyed?
Mr. Yan's gaze moved from the blood-stained building to the young man.
This is a dragon and a phoenix among men, a master of painting that I can never catch up with, a fairy in painting that is far beyond the world, and at the same time, he is also the most beautiful man in this world, integrating thousands of rays of light into one body. In the final analysis, I still favored my adopted son.
After all, it was me who had the wishful thinking from the beginning and wanted to get everything from Ling Dabao.
Mr. Yan thought about it for a long time along the way. If Miss Youluo had no intention of coming here, then would she find an excuse to come to this old city?
It is impossible to have it now, but once there is an opportunity in the future, then I will definitely seek the opportunity to come here with my cheap adopted son.
Mr. Yan's eyes were very complicated. He was about to speak but hesitated, wondering whether he should truthfully tell Ling Dabao about this matter. Or blindly conceal it, deceive and lure it to the old capital.
However, the old capital looked like this, with bloodstains everywhere. Even if Ling Dabao was not deeply involved in the world, he could not connect the ancient charm with what he saw.
Unless, my precious adopted son is extremely talented in painting and has a strong understanding. When God gave these gifts, it took away some other aspects, such as IQ.
From the first moment I saw Ling Dabao being amazed when he was painting, to the scene of his pursuit of Zhou Youluo, it was really shocking in comparison, not at all like what a painting immortal should be like.
Now we can only hope that the IQ of this precious adopted son will be lower, and eventually it will be as low as a fool.
This is just an expectation. If Ling Dabao is really a fool, then the attainment of painting Taoism cannot be so high unless a miracle happens.
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However, this can only be thought of in a dream, and I never thought that it might actually happen.
When Mr. Yan heard this sentence, the complexity in his eyes disappeared for a short time, replaced by a little light.
This light was only for a moment, and the next one turned into complicated things, including deeper pity, guilt, and heartache.
"One day in the cave, ten years outside the cave...Father...could it be that you and I stayed in that cave for one night, and ten years have passed outside..." Mr. Yan murmured in his heart He opened his mouth, feeling very sad.
Such a good person would ask such a question, such a good child could be a fool, how pitiful.
Ling Dabao frowned again and again, always feeling that his adoptive father looked at him as if he were a fool.
But, there are no fools here. Some are just handsome and handsome men,
Mr. Yan thought for a while and said in a very serious tone, "It is very possible that changes have really taken place. After all, this was once the most prosperous city in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"A city that was once the most prosperous city in the Great Zhou Dynasty has now become like this. I'm afraid it wouldn't have been possible in less than 180 years."
Mr. Yan sighed and said: "I didn't expect that the world would change in just a moment. Now, what year is it? Why would this kind of thing happen to you and me, father and son?"
Ling Dabao was stunned, then opened his eyes wide, paused for a long time, and then screamed.
"Oh my God, what my senior brother once said happened to me.
"Your senior brother? Son...what did your senior brother say to you?"
Mr. Yan was very curious as to who his precious son and the senior brother he mentioned was, and he really wanted to meet him. Because according to Ling Dabao, his senior brother has great supernatural powers. He can escape from the earth into the sea, go up to the sky, and step on the stars.
If someone else had said this, Mr. Yan would definitely think it was just daydream talk. But speaking from the mouth of his adopted son, he didn't think so.
This is not nonsense, but true words. It also convinced him that his adopted son came from the Immortal Sect and came from Chunyang.
"My senior brother said that there are some magical places in this world. The flow of time is much slower than the outside world. In such places, as long as you stay for a while, many years will pass by the outside world."
"This kind of place really exists, but it is very rare. But I never expected that it would happen to me."
Ling Dabao was stunned there, lost in thought.
"How many years have passed since the world has changed? Is it ten years, or decades. Or is it a hundred years?"
At this moment, Ling Dabao had only one thought in his mind.
Is the stunning beauty of the world still there now? Has it become a red and pink skeleton with the ruthlessness of these years?
Ling Dabao's heart was trembling and bleeding, and he climbed off the horse while swaying.
"Youluo girl......"
In the end, Ling Dabao couldn't control himself and started shouting. He ran towards the city gate like a madman and ran into the old capital in a dozen steps.
At this moment, the compassion in Mr. Yan's eyes became even deeper.
He didn't expect that his prayer would actually come true. My precious adopted son is really a fool.
