Tomorrow's Ark, raised by children

"This is the breakfast your sister and I bought outside." Pointing to the food on the table, Nian said.

I can't tell when Nian woke up, and when he got out of bed and went out.

Anyway, Zhang Yubai was not disturbed.

"There are tofu nao, deep-fried dough sticks, and a cup of soy milk! Mine are those two bowls of tofu nao with chili on it. You can choose between sweet and salty on the side."

Zhang Yubai chose the sweet one.

He doesn't like salty tofu nao very much.

"After dinner, let's go to the small village at the foot of the mountain. Let's listen to the book next to the large group of temporary wooden houses." Nian said while chewing deep-fried dough sticks and drinking tofu nao.

The voice was a bit vague, but Zhang Yubai still understood what she meant.

"What about the craftsmen?"

"Do whatever you want." Nian yawned, "Your sister Nian, I also want to rest. When it's time, I'll take you to deliver some tea and snacks. Anyway, I was going to take you back to get it. Underwear."

"Ah... how can you be so depraved!"

"Eat, eat, eat!"

None of them mentioned those heavy things in the middle of the night, and they were not moved by those words in the slightest.

This is probably a kind of tacit agreement to keep the mood.

About 10 minutes later....

Although there are many mountains and roads in Shangshu, it is difficult to walk, but in terms of scenery, it is still very good.

In the mountains, in a teahouse, there are scattered figures.

People always want to rest.

Even if the living conditions are poor at this time, people are still willing to go to the simple teahouse and hear a few paragraphs from the scholar.If you are in a good mood, you will give some rewards.

This is probably the romance of Yan people.

"Your elder sister and I, just bought breakfast, and saw this storytelling...it's quite interesting."

Taking Zhang Yubai's Nian into the teahouse, he picked an empty table and sat down.

"So, sister Nian, you are really degenerate." Zhang Yubai complained.

This is not the first time Nian has brought Zhang Yubai out to play.

Whether it's looking at the mountains and rivers, or picking flowers and fishing... Once the interest comes in the year, Zhang Yubai will be drawn.

Zhang Yubai is used to it coming and going again and again.

On weekdays, he also helps those craftsmen, serving tea and water.Zhang Yuting doesn't have much time either, especially the past two months...very busy.

Therefore, most people would take Zhang Yubai to do those leisure things.

Therefore, why Zhang Yubai has a good impression of Nian... the reason lies in the details of this life.

"... But Marquis Wu is already on the verge of dying... But! How can the lord Daye be let down like this? He is not willing!"

"But there is another method, which is to borrow the seven-star lamp array to continue life! This Marquis Wu casts spells for the unfinished business..."

A story that the storyteller is telling seems to have come to an end.Zhang Yubai was confused.

"What is this talking about..." Zhang Yubai muttered in a low voice, "Sister Nian, do you understand?"

"Speaking of it...I've heard of this before," Nian chuckled, "it's about a warlock surnamed Zhuge Mingliang who was invited out of the mountain by a lord surnamed Liu when he was living in seclusion in the Shangshu area, intending to save the world. ...that's pretty much what it means."

"...But, how can the world be so easy to save?" The storyteller's originally calm tone suddenly changed, "Now he has been abandoned by the power of heaven, and he is already hopeless." The power...but I saw the soldier rushing into the barracks, the seven-star lamp went out...continuing his life, failed."

The storyteller went on for a long time.

"It's a fate!"

"Knowing that there is no way to do it, I do it, just to save the world that I know is hopeless..." Nian waved his folding fan and said softly, "That's probably what I said."

The storyteller talked for a while, and completely finished the story of Marquis Wu.But Zhang Yubai didn't understand.

Maybe it's because they came late and didn't listen to everything.

Then the storyteller cleared his throat.

"Everyone, listeners! Let me tell you about Duan Lao!"

old?

Before Zhang Yubai had any reaction, the storyteller began to tell.

The story is roughly like this:

Yan, the country dominating the east, has a leader called the "True Dragon".In the distant past, gods existed within the realm of Great Yan.The gods don't care about the life and death of mortals, and they look on coldly at the natural and man-made disasters of Dayan.

The real dragon of Dayan was angry at the indifference of the gods, so he used the power of the whole country to summon countless strange men and warriors to conquer the gods.In this massive siege, an arrogant god betrayed his kindred and divided his forces to participate in this war.

After killing several "gods" who dared to offend the real dragon, all the beings who did not want to bow to the real dragon were expelled by Dayan. Before, the traitors who betrayed them were severely injured.

The controversial true dragon spared the last, oldest and tallest long-standing existence left on the land of Yan Kingdom in the name of offsetting merits and demerits, on the condition that it must surrender to Dayan.

——"Build a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge for the past, and create peace for all generations! From now on, Dayan Guozuo is only in the hands of the real dragon, and only in the hands of the people of Dayan!"

Another paragraph is over.

It is indeed an old story, Zhang Yubai has heard it several times.

But I have to say that the storyteller spoke very well in this passage.

Ups and downs, eloquence, and suave!Sometimes tactful, sometimes bold, sometimes majestic, sometimes domineering.

then......

People slowly dispersed.

"Dear listeners, those who have money will give it a try, and those who have no money... come again next time!"

The storyteller cupped his hands with a look of gratitude.

But Nian doesn't seem to plan to leave like the others.

She stared intently at the existence on the high platform.

"This woman...but what's the matter?"

The bear ears of the Ursas clan on the storyteller's head moved, and he walked down the stage slowly... and then...

- Whoosh!

I saw a silver needle rushing towards the center of Nian's eyebrows and struck!

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Today I discovered a problem..... My timeline is relatively long from the birth time of most operators.

Gan oh....... Qunyiliu ⑧ Eryi 77 Yi 6

Volume 17: Sophisticated Sophistication: Chapter 17 No.[-]: A Record of Yearly Abuse of Vegetables

"You are.....?"

The silver needle stopped in mid-air in an instant, and was immediately blasted away by a sharp momentum.

Nian sat on the chair and slowly raised his legs.With arms folded, eyes indifferent.

"It's just someone who walks the rivers and lakes to beg for food." The storyteller laughed.

"Sister Nian... this, this..."

Zhang Yubai panicked immediately.

"Little devil!" Nian suddenly shouted, "Back to the back!"

"This... my lord, the person I want is that kid." The storyteller smiled heartily, "You should have understood it a long time ago, but there is one thing I don't understand... You should have read it long ago." From the first sight I saw, I should have seen that I was a killer. But why... bring this kid here?"

"The heroic, courageous, and gentle... This kid has always liked these things." Nian looked at Zhang Yubai behind him, "It's time for him to take a real look at what kind of face his enemy is... ...after all he should know."

"I ask you, who do you follow?"

"Follow Yu Linshan and Lord Baolin." Two silver needles suddenly appeared in the storyteller's hand, "Your Excellency sent many people here...not just me, I'm the probe."

"how much is it?"

"It's nothing to do with money....."

The storyteller's tone was very firm, and no further questions were allowed.

When Nian saw this, he laughed.

"In the final analysis, your human affairs... are just so boring." Her voice became colder, "Little devil, you said it yourself last night, you probably know these things... just take a look now, The danger you face now."

"Maybe...you're not a child anymore."

She raised her hand as she said, "Hey, hurry up, I have to take this child...out for a while."

"I want it." The storyteller threw out the two silver needles - one towards Nian and the other towards Zhang Yubai.

But two light orange shields suddenly appeared, blocking Nian and Zhang Yubai, and then a shock sent the silver needle flying.

"Hide well." Nian said, snapped his fingers, and the shield surrounded Zhang Yubai from all directions.

Then she stared lazily at the storyteller in front of her, and hooked her hands.

The storyteller made a gesture, then cupped his fists.

— Right hand up.

The round hat on the storyteller's head flew off suddenly, and the civilian clothes on his body exploded at the same time, revealing countless hidden weapons.

Flying Knife...Silver Needle...Flying Locust Stone....

At that moment, the silver needles were like rain, the stones were like hail, and the knives were like swords, flying away like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, all heading towards Nian.

And Nian was still sitting on the chair, raising his hand.

The shield reappeared, and all the attacks were blocked amidst a "clinking" sound.

The storyteller's eyes sharpened.

Come again!

I saw him turn his body around again, reach forward with both hands, and the sleeve arrow flew out from his sleeve.

Still the same result.

But this time.....different.

The shield was resisting the attack, and the moment it dissipated, the storyteller drew a dagger from his girdle, and rushed forward immediately.

"Boom!" Nian raised his hand with a cold face, and immediately blocked the storyteller's arm, then kicked his leg, stretched out his other hand, grabbed the storyteller's arm, and pulled it back.At the same time, the body turned to one side, pressed down on the storyteller's hand holding the knife, and forcefully—disarmed!

"It's weird... Are your bones not broken?" Nian asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I can't break it even if I want to." The storyteller said softly, and then he actually pulled out his hand, "It's all about practicing kung fu!"

"I see...you have some skills, but it's strange to use a hidden weapon." Nian nodded.

The storyteller was not discouraged, and continued to attack Nian on the chair.

Nian threw the dagger aside, as if disgusted.One hand was in the shape of a palm, holding the fist that the storyteller was throwing, while the other hand moved toward the storyteller's chest.

But he didn't want the storyteller to press down, and at the same time turned around, turned sideways, pointed his elbows at Nian, and blasted out.

"Tieyi Liuhe...ah, turn over and punch your back? It's flexible enough." Nian Lian was sent flying a few meters with his chair, but his expression remained unchanged.

She calmly stood up from her chair and patted her chest. "Are you going to use such a forceful method against a woman?"

"Your Excellency is not an ordinary person, how dare I slack off?" The storyteller laughed, and then used his elbow as a point of attack to charge forward.

Nian hooked his hand, twisting it in response to the storyteller's raised hand ready to attack. At the same time, he raised his knee, pushed back with one hand, and pressed down with the other, defusing such a blow.

The storyteller raised his elbows again and again, turning around for a while, and supporting his arms for a while.Nian's hand presents a "flank attack" just right every time to defuse his attack.

The storyteller couldn't bear it, he waved his arm and punched it sideways.But Nian put his left hand against his arm, put the other hand under his arm, and then put his hands together suddenly, grasping the joints, and then pressed down the storyteller's arm with his right hand, and pulled it away suddenly, showing a palm shape. .

At this moment, Nian's left hand swung away like a swimming dragon, like a sparrow's tail, forcing back the attack of the storyteller's other hand.The storyteller made another thrust with an elbow, Nian turned slightly sideways, and raised his right hand when it was originally in the shape of a palm, just touching the storyteller's elbow.

The storyteller waved his palms quickly, but Nian just took a step back, and at the same time lifted his hands up and down, defusing another attack and causing the storyteller's center of gravity to become unbalanced.

The storyteller still refused to give up and made several blows in a row, but they were resolved by Nian one by one.