I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Chapter 328: Dragon and Tiger Renewal
Where the lower reaches of the Yangtze River flow into the sea, the ocean tides meet the surging river water.

Under the support of sea water, four to five hundred million tons of sediment accumulate here every year, gradually forming a large alluvial plain.

There are more than 40 cities on the entire plain. One of them was called Haiyang in the Qin Dynasty and Hailing in the Han Dynasty. During the Southern Tang Dynasty, it was used as the seat of the prefecture and was called Taizhou.

The Southern Tang first submitted to the Later Zhou and then to the Song. It did not call itself an emperor but the ruler of Jiangnan. Later, it surrendered completely. During the whole process, this plain did not experience too much war and turmoil.

Looking at the world today, this is one of the most densely populated places, and the number of constables and runners in the yamen is more than in other places.

Ai Long is a small constable in the Taizhou government office. He is nearly 40 years old and has no chance of being promoted to captain of the police. However, he has a lot to do. He usually patrols everywhere to check for people who gather to fight, have unfilial children, and commit petty thefts.

In the recent month, a major event occurred, and all the people in the government offices had to work until dark before they had the chance to go home.

There was a moon in the sky as Ailong hurried home. When he reached the door, he knocked several times and called out to his wife before she came to open the door.

"came back?"

The wife was very happy, but also complained a little, "You come back so late recently, and you look so tired. It means you are the most honest and must have traveled the most..."

Ailong shook his head: "It would have been fine if you said that in the past, but recently no one dares to be lazy or slack off. There are many people who are more diligent than me."

As he spoke, he took out a token from his waist and placed it on the table.

The back of the token was rough and white, with an anti-slip pattern and four faint seal characters. The front was black and smooth, like black jade.

If it were in the past, if Ailong had such a beautiful jade treasure in his hand, he would definitely keep it carefully.

However, their main tasks this month are, firstly, distributing these tokens to those who have not received them and roughly teaching them how to use them, and secondly, patrolling everywhere to remind the public not to seal up these things, and not to snatch, rob, or sell them.

Because I have seen so many tokens, I can't cherish it even if I want to. Besides, this thing is quite tough, so it doesn't matter if it gets a little bumped.

The wife brought a bowl of tea.

Ailong took a sip and frowned: "Why is it bitter?"

He paid attention this time and smelled carefully, and found that there was a faint herbal smell in the whole room, which was not pungent but quite refreshing.

The wife smiled and said, "This is called herbal tea. Try drinking two more sips."

"Tea? You bought tea leaves, but you can't tell from here."

Ailong took a few more sips. He couldn't tell whether it tasted like tea or not. But after drinking the whole bowl, the sweating and hot feeling on his body were really suppressed, and he felt much more comfortable.

After the tea was gone from the bowl, he tasted a light sweetness in his mouth, which was not entirely bitter.

"Hey! You know what, it's quite interesting. It seems to taste better than the big bowl of tea sold outside."

The wife was proud: "Of course, this is made according to the Eighth Wise King's recipe."

Ailong was shocked: "Eight Wise Kings? Which Eight Wise Kings?"

"Who else could it be? The Eighth Sage King of the current dynasty."

The wife took out her token and said, "Look, I saw it right here."

After the front of the token lights up, swipe twice and you will see several white lines dividing the screen into different squares. There is an active pattern in each square.

Ailong knew a lot of words, but he couldn't read them all. So what exactly was written next to the pattern?

But he knew that as long as he pressed the token for a while longer, it would read out the words by itself.

My wife was obviously very skilled at it. She didn't even need to rely on the word reading function. She just read the introduction and clicked on one of the patterns.

The pattern enlarged, taking up the entire screen, and a figure was revealed inside.

The sky is bright and the courtyard is deep.

There was a young man sitting on a rattan chair, wearing a bright yellow round-necked robe. He didn't have many expensive accessories on his body, but there was an elegance and nobility in his every move.

The young man did not speak, but a deep and emotional voice came from the token.

"The Eighth Sage King's afternoon often starts with a cup of herbal tea. The simple tea bag only requires simple preparation..."

"Herbal tea has a history of hundreds of years in my country. During the Jin Dynasty, the immortal Ge Hong heard that there were evil spirits causing trouble in Lingnan, causing miasma and harming the people. He went to Lingnan to make elixirs to eliminate the evil spirits. However, it is easy to eliminate evil spirits, but it is difficult to eliminate the miasma."

"So, the immortal's wife, Bao Gu, created a method of moxibustion that was easy for ordinary people to learn. She also collected common medicinal herbs such as chicken bone grass, selfheal, monk fruit, honeysuckle, etc., and made herbal tea to clear away heat and reduce fire, which could prevent the harm of common miasma."

Accompanied by the strange man's voice, the Eighth Wise King completed the entire process of making tea on the screen, tasted it carefully, and sat on a rattan chair to enjoy the cool air.

Finally, he stood up and walked towards the screen. He raised the teacup in his hand and tapped the screen lightly. The unfamiliar voice was replaced by a warm voice, as if the Eighth Wise King himself was speaking.

"Harmony with the righteousness, a clear mind and a relaxed heart."

After reading it, Ailong was stunned for a long time.

Good, good, good weird stuff.

“Is this really the Eighth Wise King?”

The wife said, "Of course, have you seen this sign? If there is this sign, it means it is really the real person."

The wife clicked twice and the screen changed.

In the upper left corner is a portrait of the Eight Wise Kings, on the right is an introduction to their names, and below are all square images of the Eight Wise Kings.

The morning of the Eighth Wise King, the morning of the Eighth Wise King, the noon of the Eighth Wise King, the afternoon of the Eighth Wise King, the midnight snack of the Eighth Wise King...

Ailong held it in for a long time before finally saying, "Eighth Sage King, are you eating every hour of the twelve hours a day?"

The wife said: "It's not necessarily that they were taken on the same day."

Ailong took it and fiddled with it several times. He hadn't seen the bottom of it yet, so he couldn't help but ask, "It's only been a short time since the token was issued. How many videos has the Eighth Sage King sent out?"

Hey! Ailong suddenly remembered a piece of gossip.

It is said that when the tokens were issued, there were also many orders to distribute them, such as taking pictures of the people, which was just an encouraging attitude.

However, for those people in the government and the opposition who have nothing to do, it does have a kind of compulsory meaning, requiring them to take as many videos as possible and upload them according to their respective expertise.

Ailon didn't take it seriously at that time, but now he actually saw the image of the Eighth Wise Kings.

My goodness, who was the one who originally issued the so-called distributed orders?

The Eighth Wise King is an immortal from the Pure Land. Does he, the emperor's uncle, have to obey his orders?
Ai Long asked: "Where did you learn to make this herbal tea?"

"Yes, I have never seen monk fruit or something like that, but Prunella vulgaris is everywhere. In the past, people only picked some and stewed them to fill their stomachs during famines. I never thought that after processing them well, they could be made into tea."

The wife calculated carefully, "I and a few aunts are thinking about whether we should use this skill to set up a small tea stall, maybe we can make some money."

Ailong shook his head: "Since you learned it from the token, and everyone has a token, wouldn't others be able to learn it?"

The wife was not discouraged: "Others may not necessarily see that image, and they may not be as diligent as your wife."

Ailon nodded, took his wife's phone and looked at it carefully, then clicked on another video.

"Hello, fellow villagers. I am Fan Zhongyan. This is the live broadcast of the Yangtze and Huaihe River flood control."

Fan Zhongyan stood in the reeds, looking at the screen with a curious and interested look, and said, "I have always wanted to tell you about the difficulty of water control and the necessity of maintaining water quality..."

After listening to a few sentences, Ailong felt a bit bored and clicked on another video. It was still about Fan Zhongyan, but the content was completely different.

"In front of us is Lu Fang, the first of the five heroes of Xiankong Island. Mr. Lu, let us thank him for his efforts in opening this ditch today."

In the image, a figure holding a purple-gold sword suddenly appeared in the air, blasting the rocks and dangerous shoals in front of him into pieces, and clearing a path for ships to pass.

Amidst the rocky beach, a python as thick as a bucket flew into the air, its body glowing bloody red.

Lu Fang fought with it for only two rounds, using his sword three times to break its scales, break its bones, and split its skull.

Ai Long's eyes lit up: "What a powerful sword technique. Although I can't see it clearly, just these few shadows..."

"Alright, alright, take your own token and look. If you want to see the fighting and killing, I heard there is a military academy run by Marshal Di Qing, the God of War. Go and look for that."

The wife snatched back her token.

Ailong was reluctant to leave and quickly picked up his token.

He had been busy outside these days, and had a little free time. He was also going to have a drink with his brothers, so he had no chance to play with the token properly. Tonight, his interest was completely piqued.

However, when he opened his token and swiped it for a while, he saw a familiar face. It was the county magistrate whom he saw every day in the yamen.

Whether it was the Eight Wise Kings or Fan Zhongyan, when they uploaded these images, not only were the quantities large, but they all seemed to be enjoying it and liked to share them with the people on the other side of the token.

However, these lords of the prefectures and counties seemed to be racking their brains and were reluctant.

Ailong's face was very serious, but he felt inexplicably excited in his heart.

Great, I love watching this.

Before he knew it, two hours had passed. When Ailong was watching happily, suddenly a reminder popped up on the screen, saying that it was late at night and it was recommended to go to bed.

"correct."

Ailong suddenly remembered something, "Why didn't I see the child when I came back today?"

The wife said, "He went to bed a long time ago."

Ailong was stunned: "You went to bed so early, are you sick?"

"Bah, there's nothing nice to say."

The wife put down the token, poured herself a bowl of herbal tea, and prepared to drink it before going to sleep. She said, "Didn't you tell me that if I click on the small icon in the upper right corner and drag it down, a new interface will pop up. Then click on the bottom column of the new interface to see the detailed function introduction."

"Today, my child finished reading the detailed introduction to the functions and discovered a new way to use it. He said it can be used to play in dreams and taught me. We will try it later."

The couple went to bed and the wife began to teach Ailon.

In fact, it is very simple. Click on an interface in the token, and then rub your dry hands quickly for more than thirty times. During this time, trace the zigzag lines on the token, then lie down flat, cover the token with both hands, and press it on your chest.

Ordinary people can also control the token by the touch of their fingers, because the internal setting of the token can interact with the original weak electric current of the human body.

After rubbing dry hands rapidly, the human body's electric current is briefly enhanced, and the lines on the token are exactly a spell used to open the game dream constructed by the Five Thunder Tower signal.

After the token is placed on the chest, it relies on every heartbeat and the subtle fluctuations of the human body's magnetic field to ensure a stable connection.

As soon as Ailon lay down, he felt himself in darkness with a huge square floating in front of him.

"Low-level zombie combat", "Kunlun ski racing", "Temple run", "Big fish eat small fish", "Gold miner", "Chess", "Pottery"...

The word "game" was first seen in "Records of the Grand Historian: Biographies of Laozi and Han Fei". Go, chess, and archery competitions are the most classic forms of gaming.

Ailong originally thought that the so-called game dreams were no more than a few types, but after a quick look, he was dazzled.

After hesitating for a moment, he chose to fight zombies.

It's just a dream anyway, so choose something thrilling and curious. Even if you get scared awake, it's worth it.

"Detected that there are people with the same interests nearby, the game is in progress, do you want to team up?"

Ailong saw the portrait opposite him in his consciousness, which was not a human face, but just a small knife.

But he recognized it at a glance; it was the small wooden sword he had given to his daughter.

Ai Long's daughter is named Ai Hu. He gave her this name because his wife wanted a son when she was pregnant.

However, after my daughter was born, she was wild and savage since she was young, so this name was suitable for me and I didn't change it.

The word "agree" appeared under Ai Hu's avatar. Ai Long thought about it and clicked "agree".

The next moment, his body seemed to fall down and appeared on a vast green meadow.

"Dad, you're here!" "Uncle Ai!" "Xiaolong!"

There were actually more than twenty people on the grass, all of them were villagers, mostly children.

Ailon looked around and didn't see his wife. Maybe she went to play another game.

But he really didn't expect that so many children would dare to choose this game with zombies. Maybe it was his own daughter who fanned the flames and instigated them.

As for those uncles, aunts, and cousins, they must have come to take care of their own children.

However, Ailong soon discovered that those uncles, aunts and uncles seemed to be busier than their own children.

Behind the lawn are a few wooden houses, and in front is a large area of ​​strange-shaped plants.

The sky is filled with introductions to the game. If you stare at it for a while, you can hear a strange voice explaining it.

It turns out that in this game, people cannot fight zombies directly, but must rely on magical objects.

The magic item comes from a tree. If you draw water from the small river behind to water the tree, you can get various seeds from the tree. Plant the seeds outside the fence and continue watering it, and it will grow very quickly. It has various spells and can fight zombies.

If zombies break through the fence, the place where the fairy items are planted will have to move back, and people can hide in the wooden house at most, but if the wooden house begins to be destroyed, it means failure, and everyone will be out of the game.

Now everyone is busy fetching water, but the objects being watered are different.

Some people were in a hurry to water that yellow winter melon-like fairy thing. With just three buckets of water, the seeds would swell into a thick wall.

Some people were in a hurry to water that red, pointed fairy thing, which was said to spit fire at zombies after it grew up.

Ai Hu planted the most magical objects.

A few years ago, many people in the village worshipped Namo Changshou Guangming Buddha, but a strange man in black came and gave money to the children for free, told them stories every day, and asked them to chant Namo Rutong Bodhisattva.

Ai Hu was taken a fancy to by that weirdo, and was taught martial arts for a period of time. It was said that he would come back to accept disciples in the future, but he has not returned yet and no one knows where he has gone.

Over the years, Ai Hu practiced on his own and his skills became even more agile and swift. He never thought that this thing could be useful in this so-called "game" which was like a dream.

As Ailon tried to carry a few buckets of water, he witnessed a round of zombie attacks.

All of those zombies were shriveled and shaking, and moved slowly, but their facial features were extremely terrifying, with bulging eyeballs, uneven teeth, and green skin.

The fairies cast various spells to attack the zombies, and the zombies will also attack the fairies.

Once the magical creatures in the fields decrease, or if the zombies are defeated and there are vacancies, everyone will quickly replant and water the fields.

It should have been heavy, tiring and terrifying work, but watching the zombies being knocked down one after another, everyone felt a sense of pleasure in addition to being terrified.

After all, it was just a dream, so they didn’t care about spraining their limbs and worked harder and harder.

After losing one game, they played another one.

It was not until the words in the sky changed and the voice gave a prompt, and it was almost dawn, that I exited the dream.

The cock crows three times, heralding the dawn.

When Ailong opened his eyes, his first reaction was to touch his token.

His wife had also woken up, and the two talked about their dreams and prepared breakfast.

Ailong washed his face and suddenly realized that he had been working for so long in his dream, but he didn't feel tired at all. The feeling of rest was better than when he had nightmares.

Ai Hu also got up and walked to the main room. The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled. They talked a lot in their dreams, so they didn't have much to say in the morning.

Ai Long quickly put on a stern face and told her to wash up quickly so that she could go to the private school.

After half an hour, Ai Long staggered to the gate of the yamen. Looking at the majestic yamen, he suddenly recalled the embarrassing scene of the county magistrate yesterday, and his hand subconsciously touched his token.

It has been nearly a month.

Only today did Ailon realize deeply that these tokens might bring about unimaginable changes.

And those changes will come faster than expected.

"Cough cough!"

Ailong patted his face and put on a respectful and honest smile.

Once you really enter the yamen, you still have to be honest and give enough face.

Well, after I go back, I will secretly watch more images of the gentlemen in the prefecture and county to make up for it.

(End of this chapter)