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Man Shengsheng continued to pinch the mud in his hand and nodded, "Do you mean to say that while I am using thin mud to stitch these 72 pieces into a complete urn, I will hear you talk about the history of the three factions of heaven, earth and ghosts?"

"That's right, so that you can really feel the past of the three factions of heaven, earth and ghosts, instead of thinking that I am bragging and making up stories. Only by touching this eighth 'Eye of Senra' opposite your left eye can you have the real feeling and self-awareness of being in it. ”

“…… I understand. ”

Man Shengsheng replied a little apprehensively, as soon as she heard the word conscious, she unconsciously felt that her shoulders were like two bags of flour were hung up coldly, as if they weighed a hundred pounds.

Zhuang Yuanqing said with satisfaction: "Then, you should first find out the base of the urn, and then pick out other pieces one by one and paste them one by one." ”

Liang Haiti hurriedly bent down and said, "I'll help you Xiaoman." ”

Then, the "spelling urn" game began, and after the misunderstanding was clarified, Zhuang Yuanqing no longer deliberately sneered at Liang Haiti.

Manor Qing began to tell:

"Things have to start from the Great Song Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, that is, in 974 AD, uh...... Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette, okay, I'll get it. ”

Zhuang Yuanqing suddenly cocked two fingers in front of his mouth and said, it seems that he is addicted to smoking, or the story span is long and the system is complex, and he needs to take a few deep puffs of cigarettes to calm down his thoughts.

Man Shengsheng thought about why he started to hang people's appetites again, but everyone could only stare at Zhuang Yuanqing, who was asking and answering himself, stood up, hummed a little song and went to the hut, and after a while, he walked out of the hut with something in his hand.

After sitting back on the bonfire, Zhuang Yuanqing actually held a half-meter-long smoking gun shaped like a caterpillar and said to everyone:

"I'm not the only one who is an old smoker, is there anyone who wants to taste the tobacco leaves in another world? ”

Liang Haiti should be quite interested, but the misunderstanding was solved just now, and he raised his hand calmly like an old acquaintance, which seemed quite uninteresting. Fortunately, Zhuang Yuanqing is a very philanthropic person, seeing that Liang Haiti was about to move and was ashamed to speak, he directly handed Liang Haiti the cigarette stick and said:

"Xiao Liang takes a bite, it's easy to work. ”

Even the title was changed to be much closer, and Liang Haiti let go of his restraints, took the cigarette gun and clicked it directly at the cigarette holder. After two mouthfuls, Liang Haiti completely surrendered:

"Ahem, it's so energetic, it's the first time I've smoked a cigarette, I'm really not used to it. ”

Then, I don't know if it was telepathy or a tacit understanding between men about tobacco and alcohol cars, Liang Haihai did not return the cigarette stick to Zhuang Yuanqing, but naturally handed it to Xiao Ju, Xiao Ju did not hesitate, tacitly took the cigarette stick and started to click. Seeing this, Man Shengsheng smiled knowingly.

After trying, Xiao Ju and Liang Haiti reacted in the same way: "Ahem, it's too choking." ”

Then he returned the smoking gun to Zhuang Yuanqing. Zhuang Yuanqing smiled and deliberately took a few puffs in front of the two of them, as if showing off. Ma Yiyang also wanted to try, but was rejected by Zhuang Yuanqing on the grounds that minors can't smoke, Zhuang Yuanqing also deliberately handed the cigarette stick to Jinyan, signaling him to take a sip too, but was blocked by Jinyan in annoyance:

"Go, go, the old guy knew that I wasn't a smoker, and he deliberately took it to show off. ”

Zhuang Yuanqing smiled heartily and said: "Hahaha, so you can't relieve the pressure, your hair becomes a bald donkey, hahaha......"

Jinyan didn't bother to pay attention to him, but by sharing a cigarette stick, the atmosphere of the bonfire suddenly became a lot easier, and Zhuang Yuanqing proposed to smoke at the beginning, probably because he planned to adjust the atmosphere.

"Let's do it...... Okay, so I'll move on. Zhuang Yuanqing took a few more puffs and then spit out white smoke and said, Man Shengsheng listened attentively, and Manorqing continued:

"In 974 AD, two years before his death, Emperor Zhao Kuangyin of the Northern Song Dynasty ushered in a minority leader who went from the southwest of China to pay tribute, and this leader was called Pugui. Which of you has a better record in history, have you heard of this history?"

Man Shengsheng pasted the fragments with the thin mud, and at the same time quickly went through all the history books that he had forgotten for a long time and read from elementary school to college graduation, but did not turn out any useful information:

"Regarding the history of the Southern and Northern Song Dynasty and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the textbook mentions the years of the dynasties and some more representative historical events, but does not record the paragraph you mentioned. However, I used to run a company, and one of the employees in the company was from Guiyang, Guizhou, and I heard her mention this history when I was chatting.

I remember she seemed to say that her hometown, Guizhou, is a multi-ethnic province, and she is of the Miao ethnic group.

She also said that the origin of the name Guizhou is because during the Northern Song Dynasty, Pugui, the leader of the Yi nationality in Guizhou, went to Bianliang with his army to meet Emperor Zhao Kuangyin and pay tribute to Zhao Kuangyin. As soon as the emperor was happy, he wrote the 'Book of Pugui', naming the cabinet state or ghost state where Pugui and others lived at that time as Guizhou. Uncle, are you talking about this history?"

Zhuang Yuanqing clicked the cigarette holder and said, "That's right, it's this history." However, what you have heard is the official history, and I am talking about the wild history. ”

"But, since it's called Wild History, it means that it's probably made up and not credible, isn't it?"

Zhuang Yuanqing didn't think so:

"It's a prejudice against history, it's been more than a thousand years, and even if there is evidence, it's not necessarily the truth. And the so-called evidence is nothing more than some true and false documents that can be tampered with and deliberately concealed. That's why I say it's the official history, but in fact, my wild history is much more accurate than the official history. ”

Well, Man Shengsheng thinks that it doesn't matter whether it's the official history or the wild history, as long as she can know the truth:

"That'...... What is that history like, and what does it have to do with the three factions of heaven, earth and ghosts?"

Zhuang Yuanqing replied:

"Actually, more than a thousand years ago, when Pugui went to pay tribute to Zhao Kuangyin, he didn't bring a large amount of tribute at all, but only brought a vivid golden statue.

That year, Zhao Kuangyin was getting old and his body was getting weaker, and seeing that Pugui took the initiative to come to pay tribute but lacked sincerity, he angrily drove Pugui back, and threatened that even if Pugui did not come to see him, the increasingly prosperous and powerful Northern Song Dynasty would send troops to attack Guizhou, which had been known as a ghost since ancient times, only a matter of time.

Zhao Kuangyin believes that Guizhou has been a place inhabited by barbarians since ancient times, and belongs to the vacuum jurisdiction of previous dynasties. ”