Delong
Chapter 2 Staggering
Chapter 2 Staggering Walk (2)
The vision in the sky disappeared without knowing when, and the hail, lightning, heavy rain, and flint all stopped long ago, leaving only the drizzle of rain.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Zhang Xing would have thought that a violent earthquake just now caused landslides and strong convective weather.
but now……
"I really didn't expect that I could live to see Fenshanjun and Bihaijun in this life." It was the bearded Dumeng who broke the silence in the temple.
"Fen Tiger is that tiger-faced dragon just now?" Zhang Xing swallowed, feeling a slight burning pain in his throat. "The one who fought with it on the cloud...is that Buhai-kun?"
"How can you admit your mistakes?" Du Meng replied with some frustration. "One is right in front of you, exactly the same as the one in the story. Although I haven't seen the other one just now, after the battle at Luolongtan, the tide suddenly rose, and the Dongyi people took a boat to go around. It is said that Lord Bihai contributed privately. ... Zhang boy, you said that such a fight between gods and gods has never happened once in hundreds of years, so why did we catch up?"
Zhang Xing didn't say a word, 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? You told us about Fenshanjun and Bihaijun in the army before, and the allusions about Dongyi and the imperial court , didn’t you say it all?!”
Zhang Xing's heart was suddenly startled... If he said that he had taken away his comrades in arms in this barren mountain, coupled with the background of this fairy and martial arts fighter, and the physique of the other party, his old cold legs, I'm afraid it wouldn't be true Immediately, he was going to be regarded as a lonely ghost, and then cut open... So he shook his head and fooled:
"After being woken up by you, my mind was in a daze. Besides the way I was just now, I was so frightened that I lost my mind..."
"That's true." Du Meng who was sitting on the ground nodded. "Besides, you've always been slippery, and it's normal to say one thing and hold another... We escaped all the way, and I didn't even know you hid such a treasure."
Zhang Xing didn't dare to say more, but after Dumeng complained a lot, they didn't speak, they just slumped in the temple to rest, until it was getting late, it was too late, and the two tried to get up.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xing managed to stand up this time.
"I said it all, do you need a doctor? You lost your strength when you were fighting for pancakes with those Nanjiang slickers in the col, but your body couldn't bear your shit-like coldness, and that's why you broke down." Yes... you move slowly to get used to it, don't use your strength indiscriminately, and wait until I find something useful." His beard is covered but his strength is still there, he said while searching around in the temple.
On the other side, Zhang Xing stood up, and he could see at a glance what Du Meng was doing—he was just picking up junk, which should be things that other rout soldiers in the temple hadn't had time to take away before fleeing.
Even if the traveler made up his mind to talk less, he couldn't help asking sadly at this moment: "Those who ran out...are they all gone?"
"How can I still live?"
Du Meng looked back, as if he wanted to lose his temper again, but this time, for some reason, he didn't make too many vicious voices, but was a little stuffy and babbled:
"What's more, where are the seventeen or eighteen dead in front of us? With this movement, the entire mountain collapsed, and the road below the mountain happened to be the road we used when we marched. If there are [-] or [-] people who escaped, don't they all go here? After such a encounter, I’m afraid they will all die! I don’t know if it’s intentional? But I have to know that it’s good. If Fenshan Jun came out like this, Dongyi’s pursuers would definitely follow Bihaijun. When the time comes Not only will the fleeing people die out of ten, there will also be military disasters in Dengzhou, and more people will die at that time..."
At the end of the conversation, he stopped for some reason, which made Zhang Xing, who was listening hard and trying to extract useful and useless information, shake his head, and then struggled to help the other party search.
There were [-] or [-] soldiers in the temple before, and they fled hastily, and they left some things behind, and the two of them collected them properly, and then each took out a few pancakes from their pockets, and put them together, there were two or three pancakes. Ten dry biscuits, four or five long and short soldiers, and four helmets are available... and two and a half flags can roughly make up two packages.
The most regrettable thing is that half a crock pot of batter was spilled directly on the ground, and it couldn't be collected even if I wanted to.As for the few copper plates and silver ingots, it seems absurd to put them there at this time.
"Fortunately, it's enough for the two of us to live." Du Meng looked at the things on the ground, 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, go to the leaking place over there to watch for some rainwater, and I use a knife to plan some wood carvings and beams to make a fire."
Of course, there was no problem with this order, and Zhang Xing immediately followed his words, but soon, he just started to take the helmet to catch the water, and a question from the beard came from behind:
"Boy Zhang, whose temple do you think this is?"
Zhang Xing turned his head in surprise, and immediately became nervous... How could he forget about this? !
If you think about it, you will know that it is a ruined temple that will collapse no matter how you look at it. It was supposed to be the most dangerous place, but it forcibly survived the earthquake. It cannot be said that it is not a miracle.
And considering that even a Fen Tiger of that level has to give face, or be blinded altogether, it is even more terrifying... After experiencing the big scene in the daytime, no one would be stupid enough to think it was a coincidence.
Of course, Zhang Xing had one more thought than Du Meng, that is, he had already passed through this temple, so the mystery and vital point here may be even more important to him.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Xing dropped the helmet that caught the water and walked over carefully in the last twilight. Soon, he was relieved, and even a little enlightened - because he was on the clothes of the god statue with half of his head missing. I found the scattered eight trigrams horizontal stripes, and found the faint but definitely familiar yin-yang fish pattern in the dust at the feet of the statue.
This makes sense.
"This is not a temple. This should be the Taoist temple of Taishang Laojun, at least it belongs to some relatives and apprentices of Taishang Laojun... It's just too old, so I didn't see it for a while." Zhang Xing's tone was actually a bit complaining .
Du Meng, on the other hand, first calmed down a little with the undisguised relief of his companion, but soon became confused again: "Who is the Taishang Laojun?"
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded: "You don't even know Taishang Laojun?"
Du blindly glanced at the compass in the waist of the other party, a little stunned, but still stomped for a while: "You can't even recognize the Fenshan Lord right in front of you, so what if I don't know the Taishang Laojun? The Dragon Master in this world There must be dozens of Junye, right? However, this time we did survive by the grace of the old gentleman, and we can’t hack other people’s desks anyway, so I’m going to plan the collapsed beams.”
Hearing this, Zhang Xing became dazed instead, and even had a chill down his spine—not to mention the difference between planing a beam and splitting a table, he was almost sure that this fellow was definitely not pretending, this rough man was subtle Brother Du Meng really doesn't know who the Taishang Laojun is!
It's just scary!
Of course, it seems that there is no need to be too terrified, because now he doesn't know what the hell is Sanhui Siyu and those "dozens of dragon masters and princes"?
Planing the beams of the house, starting the fire again, boiling the water, cleaning it, soaking the pancakes...the next things were done step by step, no matter whether it was Zhang Xing or the bearded man, there was no extra nonsense.
'Enough to eat' and 'enough to drink', the two of them were lying on the side of the cliff, but they still didn't speak a word.
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 mythical experience during the day still made him feel unreal, then lying here at night , listening to the crackling of the fire, the sound of the drizzle outside the window, personally, for a long time, quietly feeling the soreness in every part of this body, breathing the air here, and just out of The cold air that can be quickly detected by a certain instinct... Zhang Xing can no longer use any illusions to hide himself.
I just crossed into an inexplicable and unknown world.
The only thing that can be determined now is that the productivity and production relations in this world seem to be relatively backward, and it is likely to be a traditional oriental feudal political form, and it also has a strong oriental mythology.
Of course, all of this is speculation, and no one knows what's 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, his cat, and his own cat. Warm the quilt, think of your own big V account.
But after thinking about it, the coldness in front of him forced him to suppress all unnecessary thoughts, because the reality is that he is obviously in a state of taking every step and living every day, and the only way to go out of the mountains alive is to 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, clothed in a ruined temple, curled up and closed his eyes and fell asleep. In his sleep, it seemed that someone was crying in a dream, and it seemed that he vaguely heard someone else in reality. Crying, it may be that I am crying unconsciously, or it may even be just an illusion caused by the sound of rain.
Early the next morning, after waking up, the fire had already been extinguished. Zhang Xing obviously felt that his body had recovered a lot. At least, he was able to walk on his own with a long knife.
So the two didn't delay, they soaked some cakes with the leftover water from last night, then each carried their packages on their backs, and got out of the hole behind the temple to set off.Then the bearded man opened the way with his sword in front, and Zhang Xing held his golden finger, or the golden compass, and looked roughly at the direction... Now, not to mention that Du Meng already knew about this thing and its efficacy, it was on purpose If you want to hide it, you shouldn't do anything to cover it up at this time when the two of you need to trust each other with your life.
However, when they walked a hundred paces away in the drizzle, there was a loud bang behind them. The two turned their heads in amazement, only to find that the Poguan, which had been so stable all day and night, was collapsing, and the main body of the building was rolled into a ball , and rolled directly under the cliff "artificially" created by the tiger on the other side under the eyes of the two.
The traverser stood there in the rain, silent, and his emotions were too complicated to express.
Du Meng did not hesitate to bow down in the mud, and after standing up, he sighed to Zhang Xing: "When you go back, Zhang boy, tell me about the rules of the statue of the Supreme Lord, so give him The old man set up a small family temple to repay this kindness..."
Zhang Xing could only nod his head.
"They're all so powerful gods, demons and emperors, how can they be so different?" Du Meng said, turned and started on the road. "Go down the mountain first and find a way to talk."
And Zhang Xing could only keep up with the knife silently... What he didn't notice was that with the collapse of the Taoist temple, the pointer of the compass in his hand lost control for a while, and it didn't stabilize until Dumeng reiterated where he was going.
PS: Let me say a few more words... First of all, thank you for your great love. When you come up, you will be the first in the reward list. Eighty rewards will pop up and sixteen lords will pop out, all of whom are familiar faces... After so long, everyone can still remember I should be grateful no matter what.
Then let’s talk about the update... Few chapters have been saved (the reason will be told to everyone after a while), so for the new book issue, try to keep a minimum of [-] words per day to ensure that everyone does not spend money on investment. If a single chapter is less than [-] or everyone is enthusiastic , Throw out the saved manuscripts and make a collection.
Then there is the library activity at the end of the starting point, which I also participated in, and there are cards, you can try to play.
Above, I wish you all a happy life in 20211202.
(End of this chapter)
The vision in the sky disappeared without knowing when, and the hail, lightning, heavy rain, and flint all stopped long ago, leaving only the drizzle of rain.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Zhang Xing would have thought that a violent earthquake just now caused landslides and strong convective weather.
but now……
"I really didn't expect that I could live to see Fenshanjun and Bihaijun in this life." It was the bearded Dumeng who broke the silence in the temple.
"Fen Tiger is that tiger-faced dragon just now?" Zhang Xing swallowed, feeling a slight burning pain in his throat. "The one who fought with it on the cloud...is that Buhai-kun?"
"How can you admit your mistakes?" Du Meng replied with some frustration. "One is right in front of you, exactly the same as the one in the story. Although I haven't seen the other one just now, after the battle at Luolongtan, the tide suddenly rose, and the Dongyi people took a boat to go around. It is said that Lord Bihai contributed privately. ... Zhang boy, you said that such a fight between gods and gods has never happened once in hundreds of years, so why did we catch up?"
Zhang Xing didn't say a word, 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? You told us about Fenshanjun and Bihaijun in the army before, and the allusions about Dongyi and the imperial court , didn’t you say it all?!”
Zhang Xing's heart was suddenly startled... If he said that he had taken away his comrades in arms in this barren mountain, coupled with the background of this fairy and martial arts fighter, and the physique of the other party, his old cold legs, I'm afraid it wouldn't be true Immediately, he was going to be regarded as a lonely ghost, and then cut open... So he shook his head and fooled:
"After being woken up by you, my mind was in a daze. Besides the way I was just now, I was so frightened that I lost my mind..."
"That's true." Du Meng who was sitting on the ground nodded. "Besides, you've always been slippery, and it's normal to say one thing and hold another... We escaped all the way, and I didn't even know you hid such a treasure."
Zhang Xing didn't dare to say more, but after Dumeng complained a lot, they didn't speak, they just slumped in the temple to rest, until it was getting late, it was too late, and the two tried to get up.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xing managed to stand up this time.
"I said it all, do you need a doctor? You lost your strength when you were fighting for pancakes with those Nanjiang slickers in the col, but your body couldn't bear your shit-like coldness, and that's why you broke down." Yes... you move slowly to get used to it, don't use your strength indiscriminately, and wait until I find something useful." His beard is covered but his strength is still there, he said while searching around in the temple.
On the other side, Zhang Xing stood up, and he could see at a glance what Du Meng was doing—he was just picking up junk, which should be things that other rout soldiers in the temple hadn't had time to take away before fleeing.
Even if the traveler made up his mind to talk less, he couldn't help asking sadly at this moment: "Those who ran out...are they all gone?"
"How can I still live?"
Du Meng looked back, as if he wanted to lose his temper again, but this time, for some reason, he didn't make too many vicious voices, but was a little stuffy and babbled:
"What's more, where are the seventeen or eighteen dead in front of us? With this movement, the entire mountain collapsed, and the road below the mountain happened to be the road we used when we marched. If there are [-] or [-] people who escaped, don't they all go here? After such a encounter, I’m afraid they will all die! I don’t know if it’s intentional? But I have to know that it’s good. If Fenshan Jun came out like this, Dongyi’s pursuers would definitely follow Bihaijun. When the time comes Not only will the fleeing people die out of ten, there will also be military disasters in Dengzhou, and more people will die at that time..."
At the end of the conversation, he stopped for some reason, which made Zhang Xing, who was listening hard and trying to extract useful and useless information, shake his head, and then struggled to help the other party search.
There were [-] or [-] soldiers in the temple before, and they fled hastily, and they left some things behind, and the two of them collected them properly, and then each took out a few pancakes from their pockets, and put them together, there were two or three pancakes. Ten dry biscuits, four or five long and short soldiers, and four helmets are available... and two and a half flags can roughly make up two packages.
The most regrettable thing is that half a crock pot of batter was spilled directly on the ground, and it couldn't be collected even if I wanted to.As for the few copper plates and silver ingots, it seems absurd to put them there at this time.
"Fortunately, it's enough for the two of us to live." Du Meng looked at the things on the ground, 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, go to the leaking place over there to watch for some rainwater, and I use a knife to plan some wood carvings and beams to make a fire."
Of course, there was no problem with this order, and Zhang Xing immediately followed his words, but soon, he just started to take the helmet to catch the water, and a question from the beard came from behind:
"Boy Zhang, whose temple do you think this is?"
Zhang Xing turned his head in surprise, and immediately became nervous... How could he forget about this? !
If you think about it, you will know that it is a ruined temple that will collapse no matter how you look at it. It was supposed to be the most dangerous place, but it forcibly survived the earthquake. It cannot be said that it is not a miracle.
And considering that even a Fen Tiger of that level has to give face, or be blinded altogether, it is even more terrifying... After experiencing the big scene in the daytime, no one would be stupid enough to think it was a coincidence.
Of course, Zhang Xing had one more thought than Du Meng, that is, he had already passed through this temple, so the mystery and vital point here may be even more important to him.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Xing dropped the helmet that caught the water and walked over carefully in the last twilight. Soon, he was relieved, and even a little enlightened - because he was on the clothes of the god statue with half of his head missing. I found the scattered eight trigrams horizontal stripes, and found the faint but definitely familiar yin-yang fish pattern in the dust at the feet of the statue.
This makes sense.
"This is not a temple. This should be the Taoist temple of Taishang Laojun, at least it belongs to some relatives and apprentices of Taishang Laojun... It's just too old, so I didn't see it for a while." Zhang Xing's tone was actually a bit complaining .
Du Meng, on the other hand, first calmed down a little with the undisguised relief of his companion, but soon became confused again: "Who is the Taishang Laojun?"
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded: "You don't even know Taishang Laojun?"
Du blindly glanced at the compass in the waist of the other party, a little stunned, but still stomped for a while: "You can't even recognize the Fenshan Lord right in front of you, so what if I don't know the Taishang Laojun? The Dragon Master in this world There must be dozens of Junye, right? However, this time we did survive by the grace of the old gentleman, and we can’t hack other people’s desks anyway, so I’m going to plan the collapsed beams.”
Hearing this, Zhang Xing became dazed instead, and even had a chill down his spine—not to mention the difference between planing a beam and splitting a table, he was almost sure that this fellow was definitely not pretending, this rough man was subtle Brother Du Meng really doesn't know who the Taishang Laojun is!
It's just scary!
Of course, it seems that there is no need to be too terrified, because now he doesn't know what the hell is Sanhui Siyu and those "dozens of dragon masters and princes"?
Planing the beams of the house, starting the fire again, boiling the water, cleaning it, soaking the pancakes...the next things were done step by step, no matter whether it was Zhang Xing or the bearded man, there was no extra nonsense.
'Enough to eat' and 'enough to drink', the two of them were lying on the side of the cliff, but they still didn't speak a word.
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 mythical experience during the day still made him feel unreal, then lying here at night , listening to the crackling of the fire, the sound of the drizzle outside the window, personally, for a long time, quietly feeling the soreness in every part of this body, breathing the air here, and just out of The cold air that can be quickly detected by a certain instinct... Zhang Xing can no longer use any illusions to hide himself.
I just crossed into an inexplicable and unknown world.
The only thing that can be determined now is that the productivity and production relations in this world seem to be relatively backward, and it is likely to be a traditional oriental feudal political form, and it also has a strong oriental mythology.
Of course, all of this is speculation, and no one knows what's 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, his cat, and his own cat. Warm the quilt, think of your own big V account.
But after thinking about it, the coldness in front of him forced him to suppress all unnecessary thoughts, because the reality is that he is obviously in a state of taking every step and living every day, and the only way to go out of the mountains alive is to 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, clothed in a ruined temple, curled up and closed his eyes and fell asleep. In his sleep, it seemed that someone was crying in a dream, and it seemed that he vaguely heard someone else in reality. Crying, it may be that I am crying unconsciously, or it may even be just an illusion caused by the sound of rain.
Early the next morning, after waking up, the fire had already been extinguished. Zhang Xing obviously felt that his body had recovered a lot. At least, he was able to walk on his own with a long knife.
So the two didn't delay, they soaked some cakes with the leftover water from last night, then each carried their packages on their backs, and got out of the hole behind the temple to set off.Then the bearded man opened the way with his sword in front, and Zhang Xing held his golden finger, or the golden compass, and looked roughly at the direction... Now, not to mention that Du Meng already knew about this thing and its efficacy, it was on purpose If you want to hide it, you shouldn't do anything to cover it up at this time when the two of you need to trust each other with your life.
However, when they walked a hundred paces away in the drizzle, there was a loud bang behind them. The two turned their heads in amazement, only to find that the Poguan, which had been so stable all day and night, was collapsing, and the main body of the building was rolled into a ball , and rolled directly under the cliff "artificially" created by the tiger on the other side under the eyes of the two.
The traverser stood there in the rain, silent, and his emotions were too complicated to express.
Du Meng did not hesitate to bow down in the mud, and after standing up, he sighed to Zhang Xing: "When you go back, Zhang boy, tell me about the rules of the statue of the Supreme Lord, so give him The old man set up a small family temple to repay this kindness..."
Zhang Xing could only nod his head.
"They're all so powerful gods, demons and emperors, how can they be so different?" Du Meng said, turned and started on the road. "Go down the mountain first and find a way to talk."
And Zhang Xing could only keep up with the knife silently... What he didn't notice was that with the collapse of the Taoist temple, the pointer of the compass in his hand lost control for a while, and it didn't stabilize until Dumeng reiterated where he was going.
PS: Let me say a few more words... First of all, thank you for your great love. When you come up, you will be the first in the reward list. Eighty rewards will pop up and sixteen lords will pop out, all of whom are familiar faces... After so long, everyone can still remember I should be grateful no matter what.
Then let’s talk about the update... Few chapters have been saved (the reason will be told to everyone after a while), so for the new book issue, try to keep a minimum of [-] words per day to ensure that everyone does not spend money on investment. If a single chapter is less than [-] or everyone is enthusiastic , Throw out the saved manuscripts and make a collection.
Then there is the library activity at the end of the starting point, which I also participated in, and there are cards, you can try to play.
Above, I wish you all a happy life in 20211202.
(End of this chapter)
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