Chapter 2 Destiny Xuanniao.. Descend to the Great?

There are many allusions to dreams in Chinese history.

Starting from Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, to Nanke's dream, Huangliang's dream, Handan's dream, etc., it seems that Chinese people like to dream, and they all dream wildly.

Wang Xu didn't expect that he also had a dream of Wang Xu.

He has been in this dream for three days since he inexplicably pushed open the sarcophagus and dreamed of the ancient woman with a beautiful face.

This dream really made him creepy, if it weren't for the golden eagle and his own travel bag, laptop and other high-tech products to prove his identity as a modern person, Wang Xu really thought that he should be an ancient person.

Rudimentary wooden buildings, rudimentary clothing and rudimentary food.

Wang Xu felt that his dream might be because he directed a historical drama about the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, otherwise everything in the dream was as old and simple as the unearthed cultural relics?

Why is it that the people here are so poor that they can't even wear clothes, most of them are wrapped in animal skins, and children basically don't wear them?

In the past three days, except for the beautiful girl who made Wang Xu fall into a dream and couldn't extricate himself, Wang Xu spent most of his time in a daze with the golden eagle, he tried his best to harm himself, thinking that the pain could make him wake up, but found that it was in vain.

Giving up self-harm, he began to look for other ways.

Today he suddenly remembered Leonardo's "Inception", maybe he fell into the deep dream that he said inside?

Need to accomplish something to wake up?

"Chirp~" The cheerful cry of the golden eagle disturbed Wang Xu's contemplation.

Wang Xu came back to his senses and looked at the golden eagle that happily pounced on the beautiful girl, and sneered in his heart that this product is a mother with milk.

People have only been feeding you for two days, and they have become so close? Do you want to carve your face?

The Qingli girl put the dinner plate on the table, took out a pottery bowl from it and put it on the ground, which contained minced raw meat strips, and used bamboo chopsticks to pick up the meat strips and feed them to the golden eagle.

Wang Xu looked at the girl's graceful jawline, as well as the eyes that finished the crescent moon with a smile, and the thin body wrapped in a wide hemp robe.

Although it was pleasing to the eye, the thought of this being a thousand-year-old corpse made him stand upside down and be creepy.

After doing mental hypnosis for himself, Wang Xu took a deep breath and said, "Can you understand me?" ”

It is said that he has studied the ancient Yayan for five years, and it is also the earliest lingua franca in China that can be examined at present.

Wang Xu suddenly spoke, so frightened that the Qingli girl's hand shook, and some sallow little faces looked up at him in dismay, and her big crystal eyes flashed with doubt.

Then the girl hurriedly put the pottery bowl on the ground, knelt on the ground with her cheeks flushed, and said something.

Wang Xu wanted to help the girl up, but he was a little estranged in his heart, although it seemed like in a dream, after all, it was a thousand-year-old female corpse.

Wang Xu frowned and analyzed it, and finally understood this sentence, this girl has an accent, 'Mandarin' is not standard.

"Where is this?" Wang Xu's pronunciation was as mellow as possible, for fear that the girl would not be able to hear clearly.

"Back to God, this is the country of lonely bamboo." The girl said as she knelt on the ground.

Wang Xu's body stiffened, his brain had a feeling of being struck by thunder, the blood in his body flowed upstream, and he subconsciously touched the jade bi on his neck, but he felt empty.

Wang Xu looked down in panic and looked for the jade bi, and finally found that there was an extra tattoo at the location of his heart.

It is the appearance of that jade bib, and even the word 'lone bamboo' in the inscription on it is extremely clear.

Was it a coincidence? Or is it fate???

The strange coincidence made Wang Xu chill, if he could still deceive himself before that he was dreaming, then it would be difficult for him to deceive himself now.

"What time is it?" Wang Xu's face turned pale.

"Yan Wangxi is thirty-three years old." The girl replied.

Wang Xu's eyes darkened, and he fainted again.

"God!" The girl let out an exclamation and pounced.

Before consciousness disappeared, Wang Xu was finally a little curious about what the girl called herself.

When he woke up again, he didn't see the girl's beautiful face, but an old face full of wrinkles, which frightened Wang Xu to shout.

The old man was also frightened and exclaimed, and fell back to his knees and said, 'Forgive your sins.' ’

Wang Xu wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the old man in the linen robe who was kneeling on the ground, and relieved himself with the girl kneeling at the door.

"Who are you?" Wang Xu asked in a deep voice.

"The ninety-seventh generation of the Lonely Bamboo Country, Mo Kui, welcome God!" The old man shouted, his elegant words were much more orthodox than those of the beautiful girl, and Wang Xu heard it very clearly.

Seems to be a cultural person.

Wang Xu frowned deeply, and he hadn't sorted out the thoughts in his mind: "Why do you call me God?" ”

"The Lonely Bamboo Kingdom will be the minister of Yin Shang forever!" Mo Kui kowtowed solemnly.

Wang Xu was stunned, why did he have anything to do with Yin Shang again?

"God, the subjects of the Lonely Bamboo Country have finally waited for you!" Mo Kui suddenly cried bitterly and pounced.

Wang Xu moved quickly to avoid the strange old man, jumped out of bed and frowned, "Did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

"Impossible, the ancestors have an oracle to pass it down, and one day the Emperor Yin Shang will come down from the divine realm and lead our clan to make a comeback and recreate the glory of Yin Shang!" Mo Kui shouted with excitement on his face, and undressed as he shouted.

"Hey, what are you doing, old man?" Wang Xu was shocked.

Mo Kui untied his robe, untied a hemp rope from his body, and then took out a piece of animal skin and spread it out.

Wang Xu glanced at the animal skin, and shook it for a moment, and there was a painting painted on it.

A faceless man with an eagle on his shoulders stood on an altar, followed by a crowd of prostrate.

I have to say that the painting skills of the ancestors in ancient times were much more refined than those of later generations.

Wang Xu silently glanced at the golden eagle lying beside the girl, and then at the old tearful Mo Kui, as if he had thought of something.

'Destiny Xuanniao, descending to give birth to business'

However, from Wang Xu's archaeological perspective and scientific concept of development, this painting should be a white lie left by the ancestors of the Guzhu Kingdom in order to leave hope for future generations, after all, how can there be such nonsense as an oracle?

But why did you cross over here?

Is it a 'white lie' or a 'doomed accident'?

Wang Xu touched the tattoo on his heart, and suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Wang Xu suddenly smiled.

Because he remembered the last thing Old Man Bai said to him.

Life is like our archaeological excavation, if you don't take the initiative to excavate, the history of cultural relics will not run out by itself.

If you don't look for it yourself, the answer is that you won't find it yourself.

After thinking about this, Wang Xu calmly accepted everything now, no matter what the reason was, he had to live first.

Since he was given the identity of the 'Great Emperor', he accepted it calmly, because he was very worried that if he denied this identity, he would be killed by Mo Kui, who had broken down his faith.

After all, looking at the fanatical appearance of the old man's face, he should have been brainwashed.

The title of emperor has a special meaning in Chinese culture, is the highest symbol of human rights, and is the title of ruling all peoples.

But in fact, before Qin Shi Huang, the title emperor only referred to the king of the Shang Dynasty.

The supreme leader of the Xia Dynasty was called 'Hou', the supreme leader of the Shang Dynasty was called 'Emperor', and the supreme leader of the Zhou Dynasty was called 'Wang'.

It was not until after Qin Shi Huang unified China that he proclaimed himself 'emperor'.

The emperor became the title of the supreme ruler of China.

This old man called himself the Great Witch of the Lonely Bamboo Kingdom, an official position during the Shang Dynasty, responsible for prayer and healing, and his status was second only to that of the emperor.

Because the Shang Dynasty was a theocratic religious state, and the leaders of the Shang Dynasty also served as the high priests of the state, the Shang Dynasty people believed that they were the children of the gods, and each generation of 'emperors' was a channel for the gods to communicate with their people, bless them with no illness and no disaster.

The one who assisted the emperor was the Great Witch, and the status of the Great Witch in the Shang Dynasty was somewhat similar to that of the later vassal kings or marquises, guarding the Quartet for the emperor.

According to what the girl said before, if it is the thirty-third year of Yan Wangxi, it should be 222 BC, which is more than a thousand years before the fall of the Shang Dynasty.

The fact that a vassal state can still be so loyal to the suzerainty that perished a thousand years ago shows the brainwashing power of the Divine Cult country.

Wait a minute.... 222 BC? Yan Wang Xi ???

Wang Xu's eyes widened suddenly, and he remembered a terrible thing.

In the twenty-fifth year of Qin Shi Huang (222 BC), Qin Wangzheng raised troops and sent Wang Ben and Li Xin to lead an army to attack Liaodong of Yan State.

Since the Lone Bamboo Country is in the territory of Yan State, then it is said that the iron cavalry of Great Qin should soon set foot on this land, and when the time comes, in the face of Qin Shi Huang, who unified Liuhe and ascended the throne, he will fall from the sky 'Yin Shang Emperor', what will be the end?

Wang Xu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and said to Mo Kui, "Go, gather all the warriors." ”

Mo Kui's cloudy eyes bloomed with a strange figure, and he looked at Wang Xu: "The emperor wants to lead us to restore the country?" ”

"I will lead you to betray the country." Wang Xu said righteously.

"Huh?" Mo Kui was stunned.

"Hurry up, don't ask so much, the secret of heaven must not be revealed." Wang Xu urged Mo Kui to go and went to the stone bed to check the contents of his travel bag.

Notebook? Tablet? Cell phone? These have been tried a long time ago, no wifi, no signal, no eggs, no use.

However, it can be tied to the body as armor, after all, the steel forged in later generations, there should be few weapons that can break the defense in this era.

Defense +100.

Luoyang shovel? Military-industrial shovels? Well, it's equivalent to Fang Tian's Halberd and the Blue Dragon Glaive.

Attack +100.

Miner's hat? Gas mask? Well, +100 vision and head defense.

The rest of the daily necessities and first-aid supplies were all on his back, and Wang Xu, who was ready to go, led the golden eagle who was napping on the table and walked out of the door for the first time.

When I passed by the girl, I stopped, "What's your name?" ”

The girl was stunned, bowed her head and said softly, "Courtier, Mo Lian." ”

Mo Lian, Wang Xu's heart trembled inexplicably, and he pursed his lips and walked out of the door.