Delong

Chapter 1 Staggering Walk (1)

Spring thunder rolled, pouring from the dome.Between the heavens, the earth, the mountains and the sea, there are faintly moving dragons.

After the thunder gradually calmed down, it was already in the afternoon, and the drizzle began to spread again. The few wild birds that had been hiding in the ruined temple before finally couldn't bear it anymore, and they fluttered their wings and left to hunt for food in the rain .

Around this time, Zhang Xing gradually became conscious as a black crow soared into the sky.But it was just a feeling, he felt like five catties of flour and three catties of water were stuffed into his brain, and it became a paste after a bang, and his eyes seemed to be a little sore.

His eyelids were heavy and his thoughts were muddled, but Zhang Xing still tried his best to instinctively recall a little reason—the reason why he was like this seemed to be deceived by fake Taoist priests in tourist attractions.

But why did he end up in this situation when he was deceived by a fake Taoist priest?This is unreasonable. Could it be that he was drugged?
Reflection comes spontaneously almost instantly, and it seems that he is an old reflective person.

Thinking about it, I was deceived by a fake Taoist priest in front of a tourist attraction and bought a compass that is said to have the same function as Captain Jack in Pirates of the Caribbean. A gentleman strives for self-improvement; the terrain is Kun, and a gentleman carries things with virtue'... Just when he was researching this so-called Laojun consecrated artifact, which cost him 15 yuan and was said to be able to point to the place he wanted, he was in a trance, directly on the human body. In the scenic area where people come and go, in broad daylight, fell into the well.

No wonder I felt my head 'booming', it turned out that water really entered it.

Fake Taoist priests who killed thousands of knives, outrageous tourist souvenirs, and fake scenic spots without protective fences.

However, the messy thoughts in his head could not be tolerated at all, and suddenly there was an obvious and even painful slapping feeling on his face.

Zhang Xing tried his best to open his eyes, and saw a vague figure looking down at him, and then hurriedly tried to speak, but found that his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry and painful:
"D-doctor... I didn't have a serious problem, did I?!"

"You're seriously ill!" The figure above blurted out, with a rough voice, as if he had no medical ethics, and seemed to have a bit of bad breath. "What kind of doctor is there? Where can a doctor come from a ruined temple in the wilderness? Boy Zhang, I advise you to stand up quickly, otherwise, when the Dongyi bastards catch up, I will never be related to you again, and I will definitely not go behind your back." reason!"

Zhang Xing's mind was in a mess, his throat was sore and itchy, he could only try his best to open his eyes, but he saw a huge head facing him in a daze. With a full beard and a bun propped crookedly, his eyes are wide open, and his mouth is full of blood, spitting everywhere, which is really terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xing was obviously taken aback, but his first reaction after swallowing his saliva was also bizarre: "No matter who your brother is, why doesn't he wear a mask?"

The bearded man was furious, and pulled Zhang Xing up from the ground: "What mask? Who is it? Boy Zhang, if you pretend to be stupid again, I will..."

The shouting and cursing stopped abruptly, because both the emotional bearded man and the dazed Zhang Xing felt the ground tremble under their feet almost at the same time.

"What is this, an earthquake?" Poor Zhang Xing was still a little dizzy and couldn't figure out what was going on.

"It doesn't matter if it's an earthquake or some gods and ghosts, anyway, this ruined temple can't stay anymore." The bearded man put down the man in his hand with some kind of surprise, and turned around to tidy up, panting heavily.

Zhang Xing, who was thrown down, had already sensed that something was wrong, so he struggled to look up, only to see that the bearded man had just kicked into a pile of fire, and there was a burst of smoke and the sound of sizzling water and fire. Then he casually threw a dirty ancient helmet that looked like a prop in a TV series to him.

When the helmet was in hand, some white viscous liquid flowed out directly.

At the same time, there were [-] or [-] exhausted soldiers in the temple, and they all stood up in panic at this time, either supporting each other or struggling alone, and fled out desperately.

Zhang Xing himself, who was the first to call out the earthquake, didn't panic at all because his mind was confused. He knocked on the helmet in a daze, only to find that the helmet that seemed to be used as a pot before was far harder and heavier than the Imagine, and only then did he discover that he was wearing ancient armor similar to others... Among them, the arms of the armor were missing, but the torso clearly showed the characteristics of chain mail, and there was a Two pieces of polished armor with a lot of dirt.

That is Mingguang armor, Sui and Tang Dynasties?
Is it the Sui and Tang Dynasties?

Could it be that he traveled to a chaotic node in the Sui and Tang Dynasties?Whether it was the Three Conquests of Korea, the fall of the Sui Dynasty and the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, or the Anshi Rebellion, it seems that it is not a good environment for being a soldier, right?

Zhang Xing, who was lying there leaning forward, seemed to have caught something, and then looked around in an attempt to obtain more information, but failed quickly, because soon, another obvious vibration came over.

"Go! Climb if you can't walk! If you can't even crawl, I don't care about you!" The bearded man put on his helmet, picked up a short-handled long knife against his shoulder, and then turned around without touching the rest of the things Heading towards the dilapidated gate of this building, he muttered words as he walked. "After the defeat at Luolongtan, I recognized a truth, that is, I must not give away my family's life indiscriminately! Not to mention the family and the whole family, just talk about the rules of Hongshan people. When a fallen leaf returns to its roots, it must be scattered at home even after it dies!"

Zhang Xing no longer cared about the hallucinations caused by acting or general anesthesia during surgery, because his brain was so heavy that he couldn't do such detailed logical thinking at all.

Therefore, it's hard to say whether he followed the other party's instructions, or out of survival and detection instincts, he put on the helmet he just used to cook porridge, and then tried to stand up while supporting the idol stand.

But as soon as he got up, Zhang Xing realized that his legs were so weak that he could only support himself with all his strength, and he couldn't control his trembling at all.

And at this time, something even weirder happened. He obviously felt a strange, icy, air-like existence gushing out from his chest and abdomen, and then flowing towards his legs along some kind of pipe. In the past, it was as if his body was instinctively trying to help him stand up in this way...but it was this cold air that in turn strongly stimulated his legs and brain because of the coldness, causing him to plop down and sit down again.

"My mother!"

The rest of the people had already run away cleanly, and the bearded man also went out, but ran back alone. Seeing this scene, he became more and more annoyed for a while. "The captain told you a long time ago that you should abandon the method of the northern barbarian in your hometown, and follow the right path given by the army. You just don't want to part with the ice true energy cultivated by that idea, but you don't listen. Now How is it, you can’t walk the road? You have blinded your cultivation talent for nothing. If you gave it to me, I would have become the leader of the gang long ago..."

Zhang Xinggeng couldn't understand.

He has just tried to travel through ancient China, and it is likely to be associated with such bizarre things as the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but what is going on now?The martial arts version of the Sui and Tang Dynasties?Or the Sui and Tang Dynasties version of Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties?If that's the case, do you want to join Li Yuanba in advance?
However, this time I really didn't have time to think too much.

There was another obvious vibration, as if the whole world was about to turn upside down, and the ruined temple began to fall to dust.

The bearded man stomped his feet at the temple gate and came back directly, leaning on the long knife with one hand, and turned Zhang Xing who was pulled on the wooden carving with the other hand, and then carried it on his shoulder: "I always owe you in my previous life! "

Zhang Xing was supported on his shoulders, his head was turned backwards, his eyes caught a glimpse of something on the ground where he was lying, but his heart was agitated, and he quickly shouted: "What is that? Dudu, Brother Du, right? Let me put the thing away. Bring it! It's my family heirloom!"

That bearded man, that is to say, was blindfolded. Although he was impatient, he still bent his body slightly and squatted down. He let Zhang Xing stretch out his hand from behind his shoulder and pinched something on the ground firmly in his hand. Hastily rushed to the door.

Not to mention being carried by a bearded man trying to escape, but Zhang Xing was holding the object, but he was already fascinated - the reason could not be simpler, the object was actually the compass he bought before he fell into the well.

The manufacturing process of the compass is decent, simple in shape, beautiful in appearance, about half the size of a palm, easy to carry, but only costs 15 yuan, and there are two lines of simplified characters engraved on the left and right, which deeply reflects the profoundness of Chinese manufacturing.

But at this moment, Zhang Xing didn't know that, especially when a sense of cold air passed through his legs in an orderly manner just now, this thing was definitely something that killed him.

It was the culprit who caused me to fall into this situation!

It was also the straw for him to save his life at this time!

According to some high-end web articles, it can simply be called the golden finger of his time travel... No, it is the golden compass!

However, what broke Zhang Xing was that the copper-plated compass was in his hand, but the pointer just hung down without any movement... Could it be that this thing is a one-time thing?Or does it need to be charged?
People in barren mountains and wild mountains, with flooded brains and old cold legs, and an earthquake, where can I get a power bank?And how to charge it?Are you mad?

As soon as he thought about it, Zhang Xing ignored the comfort of the electrotherapy just now, and immediately tried to stimulate the so-called true energy, and this true energy really seemed to move freely as if it were a part of his own body, and easily flowed along his arm to the hand holding the compass .

But unfortunately, it didn't work.

Frustrated, Du Meng had already carried Zhang Xing to the temple gate, but at this time he encountered a third strong shock, and Du Meng staggered when he stepped out, almost throwing the person on his shoulders away.

It was at this time that Zhang Xing suddenly remembered the most frequently used spell in China, but it seemed absolutely reasonable, and then blurted out:

"Tai Shang Lao Jun is in a hurry like a law!"

This shout happened to bump into a bump, almost throwing out the sour water in Zhang Xing's stomach, but it was still a pity that the compass pointer still only swayed with inertia and gravity.

Zhang Xing was almost desperate.

But at the next moment, as Du Meng stood up again and walked out of the temple gate, the pointer of the compass in Zhang Xing's hand suddenly bounced against the law of gravity, and pointed directly behind Du Meng and in front of Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing was dazed for a moment, his brain was running at a high speed immediately, he began to reason and apply this 'Golden Compass', and soon understood what was going on.

"Go back!" Zhang Xing, who was about to be pumped out of bile, and his throat was sore, shouted on his shoulder. "Go back to the temple!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Du Meng continued to work hard among the dead branches and leaves in front of the temple, while bowing his head and yelling non-stop. "If there's a big earthquake, wouldn't hiding in the temple invite death? It's not right to stay on the hillside! You have to go to the open space at the bottom of the mountain! Otherwise, why do you think everyone else is running away?! Follow me If you shout again, I will throw you here and find my own way!"

"Go back quickly!" Zhang Xing was so anxious that he could only roar and coax him. "This is the guidance of my family heirloom! Seek good luck and avoid evil, show the way! So many brothers are dead, only the two of us escaped here, do you think we are lucky? Listen to me again, anyway, the two of us Now it's life and death, why should I lie to you?"

Hearing this, Du Meng suddenly stopped in the dry forest, hesitated for a moment, and let the other fleeing people in front go further and further away, and a moment later, as the ground trembled again, he lowered his head and roared in the forest as if venting , but still turned around, and fled back with the person on his back sullenly.

Earthquakes became more frequent and bigger, and the ground was extremely slippery because of the pattering rain. I ran with all my strength, and I didn't know how many times I fell. When I got to the door, the ground under my feet suddenly rose straight up. , and by the way, a crack that became bigger and bigger visible to the naked eye was formed, forcing Du Meng to jump forward with all his strength, and rolled into the temple gate, falling in a mess.

Not to mention, the biggest movement finally came. For a moment, the earth rumbled, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the wailing and crying outside the temple also exploded with the rumbling sound. The two people who entered the ruined temple did not care about the movement outside the temple. Just scrambling to grab anything at your side.

Of course, it doesn't work, and it doesn't need to.

Because I don't know whether it was unexpected or expected, there was a huge gap not far from the temple gate, but the temple just shook, it didn't turn upside down, and it never collapsed.

After an unknown period of time, the movement stopped.

Zhang Xing's whole body was aching, he looked around blankly, and looked around in a daze... the wood carving with half of his head missing, the dusty table case, the big hole in the roof, the fire-smoked beams, and more A bird's nest that was already dilapidated above...all of them were not spared.Finally, as a matter of course, he looked at the bearded man on the opposite side, but found that the other party was looking at the compass he was holding tightly in his hand. He didn't know how to explain it, so he could only think about the current situation secretly.

But soon, Zhang Xing, who was still thinking about the "Rebirth of Martial Arts Edition Sui and Tang Dynasties and the Relationship between Compass, Earthquake and Beard", realized something again, and then looked out of the temple gate together with the people opposite him, and then he was dumbfounded stand up.

It turned out that outside the temple gate, at the end of the field of vision, some kind of cylindrical object exuding light yellow metallic luster was sliding continuously in the cracked mountain gap. The stacked state is like a scale armor.

Soon, as the object slid faster and faster, and slid farther and higher, Zhang Xing suddenly realized that this was not a scale armor, but a real scale armor.

As for the owner of the scale armor, there is a huge snake-like body that is unbelievably long and is gradually moving and stretching.

But it wasn't over yet, as the body slid, a giant bird claw with scales suddenly stretched out in the air, followed by two, three, four... After the four huge Lincuo eagle claws came out, In the huge snake body in the distance, the top of the huge branched skull like antlers is gradually revealed.

Seeing this scene, although the traverser Zhang Xing had lost his detailed thinking ability and basic action ability, he still instinctively thought of a word - dragon.

There was a dragon hidden in the valley and under the ground, and it suddenly appeared at this time, causing this natural disaster.

But after only a moment, Zhang Xing became a little confused again, because after the head buried in the huge snake body was completely lifted up to reveal the whole picture, although the huge stones and mounds of earth kept falling, they could still be seen. A face as large as a palace but more like a tiger.

The tail was raised, and it turned out to be a feathered bird tail with three forks at the end.

Tiger head, deer antlers, snake body, eagle claws, bird tail, the body is huge, although the body has not yet unfolded, it is like a mountain... Even if it is a dragon, it is also a dragon in an unconventional sense.

Of course, if it's not a dragon, then what is it?

It was too late for Zhang Xing to review the knowledge of biology and mythology and folklore that he hadn't touched for many years.

The next moment, the tiger's face opened its eyes, and the antlers were facing the sky proudly. It just roared vigorously, causing thunder to shoot out; An undoubtedly powerful dragon beast fully stretched its body in mid-air, but suddenly soared into the sky, shooting into the extremely towering dense clouds of the sky like an arrow.

An even more frightening thing happened. Such a divine beast flew into the sky, splitting the ground and opening the clouds, but it was as if they were fighting with something on the clouds, and they were on par with each other!

In a short while, hailstones the size of a washbasin fell one after another, and the flint rolled up the rain, filled with smoke, and shot rapidly towards the surrounding area, neither knowing how far it flew nor where it landed.

In the ruined temple, Zhang Xing, the traverser, was already dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in his mind for a while:
Shit Sui and Tang Dynasties!

PS: The new book is released, the old rules, the routine is slow, I write slowly, and everyone reads slowly.

(End of this chapter)