Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 357

Xu Xingzi spoke slowly, with a calmness and composure far beyond his age.

His voice was soft and indescribably convincing. Hearing this, Aiden and Diana immediately subconsciously glanced at Xin Ziqiu, and then they realized something was wrong, and quickly looked away, but it was too late.

Xu Xingzi stared at Xin Ziqiu with burning eyes, and said meaningfully:
"The benefactor is Xiao Zizai from Lingxiao Palace? I didn't expect you to have such superior intelligence. It seems that the rumors outside are just false rumors. Sure enough, people can't judge by their appearance. The poor monk admires, admires."

Xin Ziqiu didn't know what Xu Xingzi meant by "rumors from outside", but thinking of Xiao Zizai's sloppy look, it probably wasn't a good thing to say.

Moreover, he always felt that Xu Xingzi's skin seemed to have some overtones, and he didn't know if he had seen through his disguise, but when things came to an end, he could only be stubborn, and said with a stiff neck:

"Monk, you are so yin and yang, come here, do you want to fight with the three of us?"

When Aiden and Diana heard the words, their nerves became tense in an instant, and the arrow was on the string, ready to explode.

Xu Xingzi touched the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, three of them had already turned black, and said in a slightly thoughtful voice:
"Being able to challenge the three of you head-on, this opportunity is really exciting. But to be honest, the monk is only [-]% to [-]% sure of winning against the three of you now. The floating realm has just begun, and the poor monk does not want to take this risk yet."

"However, I hope that the three benefactors will be lucky and live to the end, so that when the poor monk finishes what he needs to do, we can have a grand battle and decide the winner."

As he said that, he swaggered through the gap between the three of them, his steps were not too fast or slow, and he seemed to be at ease. Before leaving, he patted Xin Ziqiu on the shoulder lightly and smiled at him.

A few people were photographed by his momentum, but they didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

At that moment, Xin Ziqiu suddenly had a strong urge to snatch Xu Xingzi's fate and directly replace his identity with the rule of "seize".

This person's strength is far superior to Xiao Zizai's. If he can take his body as his own, then in the next trial in the secret realm, he will be invincible, and his hope of winning the final victory will be greatly increased.

But he looked at Xu Xingzi's calm state, and still restrained the thought.

Who knows if this monk also has the power of rules and can fight against his own magical powers?
Now it’s not like when Xiao Zizai’s identity was snatched away, he can use the identity of the Faceless Immortal to make a move secretly. Once he fails to seize his fate, his trump card will be exposed to everyone, and Xu Xingzi is likely to be caught on the spot Kill.

The risk is too great to take, and the gain outweighs the loss.

The four eyes met, seeing Xin Ziqiu was motionless, Xu Xingzi looked into his eyes, a look of surprise flashed away.

The monk didn't stop, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing him walking away, the three of them felt a stone in their hearts fall to the ground.

As Xu Xingzi said, now that the two sides are facing each other head-on, even if they try their best, there is at most a [-]% chance of winning.

The Floating Habitat has only been open for a few hours, and there is still a lot to do in it. If they can't fight now, of course they still can't fight well. The more they delay, the more variables will be. They may not have no way to continue to improve their chances of winning.

While still in shock, a loud voice suddenly sounded:

"Long night will be bright, the ghost market will be closed immediately, and this floating habitat incident will officially open. Please prepare for the surviving seventeen travellers."

"This event will last for five days. During this period, there will be a blue hexagram around the neck of each walker as a mark. This mark can only be seen by walkers, and all walkers who died will be notified of their names."

"Every day at noon, the walkers will receive the 'designated safe area' information distributed by the floating habitat."

"All walkers must enter the safe area before midnight, otherwise they will be eliminated directly."

"The safety zone will continue to shrink until the fifth day."

"Hunting, or being hunted, good luck, young walkers..."

……

The scenery in front of him began to twist and change like water waves, Xin Ziqiu only felt that he was being squeezed and pulled by an inexplicable force, and the world was blurred.

In a few moments, the thick mist surrounding him dissipated, and the dawn light shimmered, illuminating everything around him.

Xin Ziqiu looked up, and saw the morning glow like fire, dyeing the ancient city walls, alleys, bell and drum towers, and opera gardens red...

What I heard next to my ears was the cries that seemed like a world away:
"Honey comes—hey, rock sugar—here comes the gourd—the gourd..."

"The new ones are so hot—the buns are getting hotter, and the ones that have been stretched out are getting hotter, hey——the buns are getting hotter..."

"Hey! Sour plum soup flavored with sweet-scented osmanthus, water from Yuquan Mountain, ice from Dongzhimen, it's chilly in your mouth after you drink it, and you can get more of it. The soup is delicious."

"The oil is clear and the noodles are white, and it still floats in the pot. The more it is fried, the more it is better than roast goose. It is so big that it is a fried ghost."

"Sharpen the scissors, pick a kitchen knife..."

"..."

After traveling through an unknown amount of time, he unexpectedly returned to Yanjing City again.

The red bricks and green tiles in front of me, the painted pavilions and vermilion towers, are full of lively fireworks, but I don't know which era it is.

At this moment, a short memory entered Xin Ziqiu's mind:

"Time: 1674 A.D., the seventh year of Emperor Zhu Cilang Guangxi of the Ming Dynasty."

"Thirty years ago, at the battle of Juyongguan, Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian personally led the expedition. The Ming army defeated Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, and wiped out more than 30 enemies, and took back Taiyuan. Then they went south and killed Li Zicheng in Wuchang in the same year."

"The following year, the Ming general Zuo Liangyu killed Zhang Xianzhong and made him loyal to Bashu to quell the civil strife."

"In the same year, Sun Chengzong and Yuan Chonghuan led the Ming army to defeat the Qing army in Shanhaiguan and killed Dorgon. The Manchus retreated for three hundred miles and were unable to march. Since then, the foreign troubles of the Ming Dynasty have disappeared, and the country has stabilized."

"Xingzhe, this is your basic memory. Please note that this place is a fifth-level world, so please be blessed."

Xin Ziqiu accepted this basic memory, frowning slightly.

Although he only had half-baked historical knowledge, he also knew that Chongzhen was the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and that after Li Zicheng entered Beijing, he hanged himself.

But obviously, the process in this world is very different from what I know.

Not only did Daming not subjugate the country, but it also quelled internal and external troubles.

Not only that, looking at the prosperous scenery of Yanjing City in front of him, it seems that a peaceful and prosperous age has been established.

It's just that the imperial court at the end of Ming Dynasty was decayed, and it was hard to get back. Otherwise, there would be no rebel army inside and Manchurian soldiers outside.

What is the reason that can make the Ming Dynasty come back in just one or two years?
The incident this time is definitely not simple...

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(End of this chapter)