The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 1 The Legendary Treasure Map

Huaxia, Linhai City, East China Sea.

Looking nine thousand miles away, there are innumerable treasures, because of its special geographical location, it is the place where cultivators live for a long time, and the overseas fairy islands are full of stars, but it is a pity that mortals want to enter this area, undoubtedly suicidal On the road, there are many sea beasts, brutal killings, longan eyes appear, and the vortex is bottomless.

The dangers are so numerous that mortals can only stay away from them.

Under the setting sun, a ray of bright red streaks across the sky, and night is coming soon.

In August 2006, the setting sun on the sea was blown by the wet and salty sea breeze, and there was a coolness in the dry heat, which made me feel drowsy.

On a small sailboat that looked a bit dilapidated, a boy about twenty years old was lying on the plywood of the bow. He was fairly handsome, with long fluffy hair and stubble on his face. It looked sloppy.

Zhao Chen held a yellowed map with a dejected expression on his face.

The markings on the map are extremely detailed, but they are hand-painted. The ink color is elegant and clear. It is estimated that the person who drew this map is a refined person.

"Fuck, I have been looking for a relationship for several years, but it turned out to be a fake map. It cost more than 3000 to rent a boat, and I will eat instant noodles next month." The century-old treasure map was stuffed directly into the schoolbag.

When he was a child, Zhao Chen heard that there was a treasure map hidden in his ancestral house. If he could find it, he could become a rich local tyrant overnight.

Straight to the top of the sky, sitting on hundreds of millions of small money, drinking the strongest wine, and dating the most beautiful girls!
For this reason, Zhao Chen was admitted to Linhai University specially. He just went to his ancestral house to find a map, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and dug three feet of ground. The bluestone wall felt empty inside, so I took a hammer and smashed the wall, unexpectedly found a small purple wooden box.

When I opened the small box, I found that there was a treasure map inside, and I didn't know it was hundreds of years old.

It took several days to understand that it was a chart, so Zhao Chen bought a nautical book, studied it, and couldn't wait to spend [-] oceans to rent a small sailboat, ready to go treasure hunting.

"Damn, I've searched around. This is the right place, isn't it the three islands?" Zhao Chen looked not far away, the sea was blue, and a few flying fish rushed out from time to time. The scenery was good, but it was a pity that Zhao Chen didn't Don't worry, enjoy the view.

There are only two islands here, and the island that marks the treasure does not exist at all. Could it be that this is just a prank buried in the toilet for hundreds of years, and he was fooled?
"I'll go, there's no need to play with me like this!" Zhao Chen roared up to the sky.

It seemed that he was indeed being tricked, and his ancestors were too boring.

"Forget it, let's get some sleep first." Zhao Chen fell on his back, it was so sad, his most nostalgic instant noodle career was about to strike again.

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It was already very late at night, and Zhao Chen woke up in a daze.

Looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, Zhao Chen reluctantly sat up, his whole body was limp and weak, he yawned, and was about to get some snacks to satisfy his hunger, his stomach was growling with hunger.

Suddenly Zhao Chen froze.

The surface of the sea was bright red, and the sea water was tumbling, as if wriggling, extremely terrifying.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky. There was a scarlet full moon, which was terrifyingly large. The scarlet moonlight shone on his body, and he felt a slight pain of being burned.

Looking ahead, a strange island appeared. The island was surrounded by a strange hazy mist. It was obviously not there during the day, but how could it suddenly appear now.

"Mirage?"

"Oh my god, it's not like I'm dreaming." Zhao Chen squeezed his face hard, it hurt a little, it doesn't feel like he's dreaming either.

Sit on the plywood and meditate for a few minutes.

"Could it be that I've entered the rift in time and space?" Zhao Chen guessed, but this is just a plot in movies and novels.

"Damn it, Zhao Chen, you are also the legendary god of treasure hunting, so you have nothing to be afraid of." Zhao Chen thought to himself, should he be a mortal for the rest of his life, or should he make a difference?

When he was a child, Zhao Chen felt that he was different from ordinary people. He also read through the family's classics. He knew that there were some different existences in this world. They were called monks. His ancestor was a monk. Unfortunately, his descendants Few have spiritual roots. He was also tested when he was five years old, but he just doesn't remember clearly.

Zhao Chen decided to take a look.

Sailing boats are parked on the beach.

After getting off the boat and just walking onto the beach, Zhao Chen's eyes changed.

"Skull..."

And not just one, the entire beach is covered with skeletons, and there are a bunch of scattered weapons and armors.

Zhao Chen's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously looked towards a skeleton at his feet. This skeleton was quite well preserved, and a purple long sword in his hand had rune luster flowing on it.

"Good sword!"

Zhao Chen was panting heavily, the worries and fears just now had long been forgotten, and now he is the most terrifying money fanatic.

Looking at the treasures on the beach, the joy in Zhao Chen's heart was sublimating under the moonlight.

"Sure enough, it's a treasure. These are all mine." Zhao Chen frantically picked up weapons and armor, and it took several hours before he stopped.

"I'll go, how much does it cost?" Zhao Chen looked at the pile of weapons and armor piled up to a few meters, and couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

All the weapons and armors on the beach were collected by Zhao Chen, and those uncorroded clothes were also ripped off from the skeletons by Zhao Chen. These are all antiques, and they are very valuable.

"It doesn't matter, let's sleep well first, the young master is rich!" Zhao Chen lay on the beach in the pile of clothes and fell into a sound sleep with excitement...

In this world, ordinary people simply cannot interpret and understand!

The next day.

The sea breeze blew, and the slight waves beat on the beach, Zhao Chen opened his eyes in a daze.

"Had a dream?"

Suddenly Zhao Chen woke up suddenly, and looked behind him, the weapons and armor hills were still there, this was not a dream.

A smile hangs on Zhao Chen's face.

"Sell a few pieces first, and find a place to hide the rest?" Zhao Chen dragged his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

This island is not too big, Zhao Chen wandered around the island, and found a cave, at the entrance of the cave, Zhao Chen took a look inside, it was dark, but it was a good place to hide treasures.

I ran to the beach and worked for several hours before moving all the treasures into the cave.

"Young master is starving to death, go get something to eat first." Zhao Chen rubbed his shoulders. Fortunately, he practiced martial arts with his grandfather for several years when he was young, otherwise he would have to climb down tiredly.

But when Zhao Chen came to the sailboat by the sea, he was stunned.

"impossible!"

Looking at the blackened bread in the cabin, Zhao Chen's heart trembled.

Looking at the plywood, the wood is already rotten, he has only been on this island for a day, how could it become like this.

Zhao Chen swallowed hard, and glanced towards the sky. The scorching sun was in the sky, and it was extremely hot. The burning sensation was stronger than that of a blood moon.

An unprecedented fear surged into my heart instantly.

The sea breeze blew Zhao Chen's messy hair, and a wave of despair came quietly.

(End of this chapter)