"What is this?" Zi Chen's eyes froze, "Zhang Heng must have come up with a knife, but he forcibly suppressed it." "Sighed, because this is also the sorrow of the warrior, since ancient times, chivalry has been forbidden by martial arts, but in modern times, not to mention the ranger, the warrior is afraid that he is not even as good as the doorman, and most of them are security guards or performers.

What if it were a different environment? For example, in the market that night, did Zhang Heng dare to kill the person who insulted his mother just now? As soon as this idea came out, he stopped it, because as long as you have a little reason, you know that the sentence is just a scolding, and the sin will not lead to death.

The rest of the people who noticed Zhang Heng's abnormality all had their own thoughts, but in the end, it was just a flash of thought, after all, they were just strangers.

But Shang Dong'er has a different feeling, she is almost sure, it is because of the back, the background of the person in the morning is free and uninhibited, at this time Zhang Heng's back is like a violent and depressed beast, the temperament is different, but the feeling given to her is almost the same.

"Call the property downstairs to deal with it." Shang Dong'er spoke up, and then calmed the onlookers.

―――――――― Zhang Heng's mood had stabilized when he returned to the office, and his mood had been bad, and the fluctuations were too great, perhaps due to the influence of several events, but the source was still not well controlled by himself, in the original space, he planned to conquer the world, but in reality, it could not be so, the two worlds were somewhat overlapped, was it because now there were two consciousnesses descending in the space at any time, affected by the title of the Sun King?

Religion can also corrupt itself, just like lying, and the real master of lies can even deceive himself.

Stretching out his hands, his five hearts facing upwards, holding them in his empty hands, fantasizing about holding the body of the sun king in his left hand and his body in his right hand, one sitting on the throne, accepting the kneeling of all the people! A man hurried home with a schoolbag on his back, and a sumptuous dinner was already prepared in the hall waiting for his return!

"Boom!"

There seems to be an invisible air flow intertwining, but in fact, nothing has happened, it is just his consciousness sympathetic, his hands are like supporting Wanjun giants, and the green tendons on his forehead are bursting out, trying to close his hands and fuse them together.

But in the end, when the hands were still an inch apart, they failed, as if there was a magnetic field with the same surname resisting, and the two consciousnesses were alive, repelling each other and unwilling to merge together.

Sweat dripped down, ticked down on the table, splashed water, and was quickly evaporated by the heat.

Suddenly his thoughts changed, his left hand was still holding the Sun King consciousness, but his right hand turned into a squad leader, this time there was no barrier, and his hands were easily held together!

"The same surname wants to reprimand, and different surnames attract!" Zhang Heng muttered, the consciousness of the two worlds is him, and they are all influenced by each other, but because the environment is different, the play is different, if you want to fuse, you can't just rely on imagination, this is the most illusory collision of consciousness, there is a bridge between them, and there is a bridge between them, and there is a bridge between the two consciousnesses that are guarded together!

Shaking his head, he can't understand it just by thinking about it, he can only verify it through time, but in any case, his consciousness is sober and he keeps his heart, but the means of revealing it are slightly different from the environment, and he is not in a hurry to deal with it.

At this time, there was a sudden little situation in the space, Su Hong rushed into the cave in a panic with the child Xia in her arms, it was already night at this time, according to his orders, no one was allowed to enter the cave at night, and the entrance of the cave was guarded by the Xia tribe, how could Su Hong get in?

Soon, the figures of Bugu and the others appeared, but they only stood at the entrance of the cave and did not follow in, and the bearded bow had already been wound, pointing at Su Hong, Zhang Heng shook his head, unable to explain the question of whether it was proper or not with the bearded man and the others.

"Wang, this, look at this, this is made by Xia, Wang, are you there......" Su Hong held an object and shouted at the stone statue, but it was also some distance away from the throne, and he didn't dare to approach.

Zhang Heng didn't take it seriously, but when he saw the thing in Su Hong's hand, he instantly broke through the stone body, and all his consciousness descended into the space, the Sun King came to life, stabilized his mind, closed his eyes and experienced it carefully, sure enough, at this time, he was completely different from the senses before a moment, no matter how powerful the consciousness was, as soon as he entered a different body and came into contact with a different environment, his consciousness was immediately affected.

Here, in the primordial space, he spit out a syllable at will may be able to bring killing, blood staining the earth, this is an invisible willpower blessing, and it also gathers the common will of primitive people, it seems that he thinks about "religion" too simply, and there are many things that he can't figure out are influencing him, perhaps, he also needs to accept a witch inheritance...... With his eyes open, he put down these thoughts for the time being, stepped off the throne in one step, and asked urgently, "Is this thing really made by Xia?" ”

"Hug, king!" Xia grinned and shouted excitedly, while Su Hong nodded violently, looking at Zhang Heng with a look of fear in her eyes.

"Woo, king!" The cuckoo's voice came, mixed with longing, and the beard was still silent, but he had already lowered his bow, and his beard was trembling.

Zhang Heng smiled: "Well, I'm back, no, in fact, I've always been there, there is my consciousness in the stone statue, I watch you work hard every day...... "Although he was very excited about what Su Hong's hand was, he had already learned "restraint", although he had not reached the super high realm of "not being happy with things, not being sad with himself", but compared to him, his restraint was really quite strong.

It wasn't until he finished communicating with Bugu and the others that he comforted him, and then he happily hugged the child Xia, he always had an illusion that the ring actually had some kind of connection with the child Xia that he couldn't explain, and the ring face changed twice, but the only thing that remained unchanged was a pattern similar to Xia, if it wasn't a coincidence, then?

It would be a fake to say that he was not curious about the reason for the appearance of the ring, but the ring has been a dead thing so far, and he can't find out more about the ring, nor can he speculate, adjusting his breathing, and this question can only be put aside for the time being.

And he himself really liked this primitive child, who crawled over to hand him the fruit in the cave of the Xia tribe.

"Xia, tell the king, how did you make this thing?" Zhang Heng hugged Xia and turned around and went up, and finally sat on the throne with Xia in his arms.

Su Hong's face was instantly moved, and a light flashed in the tiger eyes of the cuckoo, only the bearded man was still silent.

"King, rook, rook!" Xia shouted excitedly, and her hands kept gesturing in the air.

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then recalled that he had given a small toy worth two yuan to Xia, the time was too long, and it was no wonder that he didn't recall this kind of small thing for a while.

When he came back to his senses, he also shouted excitedly: "Yes, this is called a chariot, but the car you made is called a chariot." ”

Zhang Heng held up the small object and looked at it, "Here, as long as you enlarge and put on the animal pulling the cart, this is an ancient chariot." ”

An axle, a wheel on the left and right, a square carriage on the wheel, no roof, only a chassis, and a trailer in front, similar to a plough pocket for ploughing the field, and like a hook for pushing and grinding, it seems very rough, but if you look closely, you feel that it is ingenious, and the non-great wisdom can't figure it out at all, just looking at it is very surprised, not to mention that this thing is made by a small primitive child, and there is a little hideous atmosphere when this object is combined.

"Is this him making history, or is history creating him, or maybe he is a part ......of history in the first place," Zhang Heng muttered, his thoughts a little confused.

But the look is a great joy, chariot, this is an indispensable tool of war......

(To be continued)