"In the past few years, I have almost been sleepless at night, as if I have a handful of porcelain shards in my heart, and the blade is poking at my heart. ”

Zhang Yueming looked up to the sky and sighed, the muddy tears fluttered down uncontrollably, and he punched the rough ancient tree hard, and the blood instantly turned red into his fist.

"Senior brother, the past is over, don't blame yourself anymore. ”

"I've never regretted it so much in my life, it's like a poisonous snake in my head, gnawing at my spirit. Zhang Yueming's chest rose and fell, and he exhaled a few deep breaths before hanging his head, his eyes full of remorse.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Yueming stopped talking, looked up at the col in front of him, and suddenly said, "It's almost here, you will understand everything." I have kept this matter in my heart for more than 50 years, and I can tell you today that I have no regrets even if I die here. ”

There was sentimentality and determination in his eyes.

Ruan Yunzhou sighed heavily, and did not continue to ask, how could he not regret the things in his heart for the rest of his life?

Living in that era when China was overturned and human life was like a mustard, they were left with not only painful memories, but also irreparable psychological trauma.

……

On the flat and vast earth, everything is calm and normal. But a hundred meters underground, a raging dark river flows endlessly, and there is no end in sight.

After countless thrilling twists and turns, Lin Xinmiao completely gave up the idea of escaping, because no matter how hard she tried to move her body, there was always a warm current that restrained her again.

The force was powerful, but the force was surprisingly gentle.

Tian Xiaoguang, who was screaming and roaring all the way, his voice was already hoarse, and he released a little sound, feeling that he had had enough of the torrents in this life.

Wang Yuanchao's reaction was very strange, and he just quietly closed his eyes along the way. As if asleep.

The most tragic thing is Liao Shen and Gou Quanquan, their situation is basically equivalent to a kite hanging on a bullet train, their pants are stripped to their feet and necks by the strong current, and they are swaying and howling as much as they want.

Lu Zheng had neither a good impression nor a bad feeling towards the two of them. cleaned and beat their delicate buttocks, and mercifully gave them a cushion, lest their butts be slapped alive before the destination arrived.

The giant salamander did not get rid of Lu Zheng's pursuit after all, and after swimming for dozens of miles, its speed gradually slowed down, and its physical strength was obviously exhausted.

Lu Zheng is like a cat catching a mouse, he is dead behind his back, but he does not attack. As long as it's in the water. He has the power and faith to deal with all kinds of disobedience.

Dozens of miles of waterway did not consume too much of his strength, and his mood was very relaxed. The conversation between Zhang Yueming and Ruan Yunzhou, of course, did not escape his ears.

As a young man, the stories of his war period are basically derived from history textbooks. And he basically slept with history class......

Zi once said: History is written by the victors, and the modern history of China is written by Hengdian.

For the anti-Japanese war dramas that flooded China, Lu Zheng has always been an idle egg. When the blockbuster of science fiction and fantasy comes to relieve the boredom.

What happened fifty years ago that made a veteran like Zhang Yueming, who had killed people, seen blood, experienced the rain of bullets, so remorseful?

As for Nguyen Yun Chau. Lu Zheng has already determined that he is the modern descendant of the Xianxia faction, and like Zhang Yueming, he was a member of the Huaxia Prayer Association of the National Army at that time, but later Zhang Yueming switched to our party until the end of the Anti-Japanese War.

Indeed, as Ruan Yunzhou said, the past is gone. Lu Zheng has no interest in studying what happened during the Anti-Japanese War, because no matter what happened, it has already passed. He was more concerned about the legend of the dragon vein of Longquan Mountain and the Seven Star Sword Pool revealed during their conversation.

The story of Ou Yezi's casting of the legendary sword is known to women and children. And this legendary seven-star sword pond has long become a famous scenic spot in Longquan.

Three-foot dragon spring, well-known at home and abroad.

Legend has it that Ou Yezi was casting a sword when it was quenched. There was a spectacle of 'five-color dragon pattern, seven stars and stars', and the quenched pool was called Longyuan, and the sword was named after it.

The so-called sword casting, in fact, in ancient times, the emphasis was on sword refining. All walks of life and factions have ancestors, and blacksmiths are no exception, few people know about their ancestors, but they are very famous, that is, Taishang Laojun.

The sword shop in Longquan is specially equipped with the tablet of Taishang Laojun, and worships the ancestor on the first and fifteenth days of the new year. Especially on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the swordsmiths have to take the furnace of sword casting to the shore of Jianchi Lake, worship the ancestor Taishang Laojun and the sword refining ancestor General Ouye, and then dig mud and repair the furnace in Qinxi Mountain, refine the sword embryo on the shore of the Jianchi Lake, and finally deliberately pick a load of sword pool water to go home and quench it, which is a veritable Longquan sword.

Longquan customs, the sword made by the sword pond during the Dragon Boat Festival has the magic effect of driving away ghosts and demons. As for the so-called Longquan swords sold on the Internet, they are just produced in Longquan.

Many customs in China are not groundless and fabricated. Lu Zheng faintly had an intuition that there were indeed divine objects that could refine the sword in Longquan Mountain, but because after the catastrophe of heaven and earth, the spiritual energy dissipated, and the divine objects were also affected, so in modern times, the divine power of the Longquan Sword has become invalid and has gradually become a commodity.

Anyway, it's useless to stay in Longquan, so why bother destroying the heavens?

Since the South China Sea Dragon Palace has a divine workshop that specializes in creating divine armor, maybe it can come in handy when the time comes, and you can create a peerless divine sword with your own hands.

There are giant salamanders in Shenlong Valley, and there must be treasures in Longquan Mountain, so what exactly exists in Jiulong Mountain?

Is the trip to Changsui a treasure hunt? Lu Zheng suddenly felt that his heart began to itch.

It's just that the pure white giant salamander in front of it is swimming slower and slower, and even twitched like cramps several times, and Lu Zheng also deliberately slowed down.

Lin Xinmiao obviously noticed that the speed of the tide was beginning to slow down, and couldn't help but cheer up. Wang Yuanchao, who was beside her, also opened his eyes and whispered, "Miao Miao, Xiaoguang, how are you?"

The tide hits the stones, and it rumbles. Tian Xiaoguang hoarsely shouted, "I...... My throat hurts. ”

Lin Xinmiao twisted his body, but he didn't expect that the water under him seemed to be sensitive, and it drifted to Wang Yuanchao's side like a swivel chair.

Lin Xinmiao didn't care about being surprised, and shouted: "Team Wang, it may be about to stop!"

Wang Yuanchao nodded solemnly and said, "Are your guns still there?"

Lin Xinmiao touched his waist and said in frustration: "Oops......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the water next to her trembled, a bubble bulged, and the steel pistol miraculously floated up.

Lin Xinmiao was dumbfounded, and immediately realized that the power had always been by her side, and even listened to their conversation.

This...... What does this mean?

Wang Yuanchao also reacted, and he had the courage to brew words for a long time before shouting towards the darkness on all sides: "Dare to ask where is sacred?"

All that answered him was an empty echo.

Lin Xinmiao also shouted: "We are all ordinary people, and we have no intention of offending. If...... If you hear me, please ...... Please make a statement. ”

As soon as her voice fell, a terrifying scene appeared.

In front of her 'chair', a splash of water suddenly rose, twisted twice to transform into a vivid hand, the thumb pointing point in an O-shape, and the other three spread out.

It turned out to be an 'OK' gesture.

Lin Xinmiao and her little friends were completely stunned, this immortal was too avant-garde and too up-to-date, and even understood this gesture.

"This ...... This ......" Wang Yuanchao also stammered, feeling that half boiling water and half flour in his head turned into paste after a while.

Tian Xiaoguang, who was about to be frightened out of his heart attack, cried and mourned: "Grandpa Fairy, please hurry up and collect the supernatural powers." We know it's wrong, and we won't dare to do it next time. ”

Lu Zheng, who has always been under the tide, almost didn't laugh out loud. But think about it from another perspective, if you are a mortal and take an open-top bullet train for tens of kilometers, it is estimated that it will not be much better.

It is of course impossible to get out of the car.

Because Zhang Yueming and Ruan Yunzhou have already reached their destination. In a mountain col, Zhang Yueming cleared the weeds, revealing a hole hidden by rubble.

"Senior Brother Yunzhou, with our old bones now, I'm afraid there will be no return. Zhang Yueming sighed as he cleaned the entrance to the cave.

Ruan Yunzhou raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Senior brother, what are you talking about?

"That's good!"

Zhang Yueming nodded, cleaned up the entrance to the cave, took out the rope from the backpack and fixed it, then took out a handful of yellow paper and burned it in front of the cave, knocked his head twice, and muttered: "Master, the apprentice is unfilial and violates the original oath." But even if there are five thunderbolts in the sky, the vain will not regret it. ”

Zhang Yueming went down the cave first, Ruan Yunzhou followed, the cave was oblique, very narrow, uneven on all sides, and I didn't know how deep it was, until even the light at the entrance of the cave disappeared.

There was a secret room in front of Huo Ran, about seven or eight meters high, very wide, the stone wall was smooth and wet, the ground was full of knee-high water, cold to the bone, and the humidity was blowing, just like a bathhouse.

"Why is there so much water?" Zhang Yueming also frowned. (To be continued......)