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People tend to instinctively paralyze themselves after a sudden blow or something incomprehensible. In the autumn of 1351, Zhu Dapeng was like this.

Before going to bed, he was still playing games next to the computer, leading a group of Internet brothers to kill all directions. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the ground, what kind of Zhu Lao Fu'er became! was also peed on the face by a strangely dressed old man who smelled of sweat all over his body! This kind of thing, uncle can bear it, and aunt can't bear it!

However, when he grabbed the knife with the instinct left in his body and took the guy who peed on his face in his hand, the whole world changed in an instant!

Unfamiliar environment, unfamiliar people, speaking strange and strange dialects, and constantly squeaking with themselves. Some people are vicious, some people pretend to be pitiful, but the purpose is the same, to let go of the guy who was caught.

And these strangers don't even know the most basic negotiation skills, and the result of releasing them is still inescapable. What's even more infuriating is that the dead fat man with blue eyes who has almost grown into a square also threatens himself with the lives of other strangers!

Joke, this is simply the most ridiculous thing Zhu Dapeng has seen since he can remember! In a strange world, these people are clearly in a group, and they are the opposite of them all, how can they be threatened by such clumsy means?

At that time, his first reaction was that someone was playing a prank, designing a scene similar to the movie "Truman's World", ready to see his own jokes. However, after spending some time, now all the strangers don't look like they are acting, and the surrounding scenery is too realistic, Zhu Dapeng anesthetizes himself and thinks that he is dreaming. As long as you find the difference between dreams and reality, you will immediately walk out of the dream.

As a senior technical nerd, his solution is very simple, which is to try whether the bow and arrow hurt when shooting on his body. If it hurts, you will be awakened by the sensation of pain. If it doesn't hurt, it means that you are indeed dreaming, and you can still wake up smoothly.

As he had predicted, the arrow, when it came to his body, did not hurt. However, those who were killed in their dreams had their blood dazzlingly red!

Dreams have no color. Unless there's another world in your dreams. When a person anesthetizes himself to the limit, all thoughts revolve around assumptions.

So the dream becomes a game, and everyone else becomes an NPC. It's just that the boss in the game, after being killed, he didn't drop his equipment!

It's not a joke, it's not a dream, it's not a game, so where the hell are you?! Before Zhu Dapeng's brain cells could come up with a fourth answer for him, a shout of killing came from behind him again, "Catch the demon!" "Catch the demon and avenge Ma Kongmu!" "Demon, why don't you put down your weapons and send them to death?"

Immediately after, there was a crisp sound of "bouncing", three feather arrows broke through the air from behind, two were inserted into the body of the big fat man, and the last one hit Zhu Dapeng's left shoulder.

"Oops!" Zhu Dapeng jumped up in pain and pulled the feather arrow to the ground. It was bleeding, it hurt, and my head was starting to get dizzy. There are no red and blue bottles to eat in your pocket! On the other side, the guy who had been kidnapped by himself just now and two other people dressed like him were trembling and drawing their bows. The other bunch of fellows called Hanako followed the archers with sticks, whips, and the like.

"Kill!" For a moment, Zhu Dapeng couldn't think about where he was. Jumped up and swooped down on Mr. Li, Mr. Su, and another archer in the yamen who were releasing arrows.

Samurai vs. archers, close combat is king. The habit of playing games for many years has formed a stereotype in his thinking.

Seeing Zhu Laofu, who was covered in blood, carrying a pig-killing knife, pounced on him, the white soldiers and small prisoners who shouted and cheered were scattered, and immediately threw away the leather whip and wooden stick in their hands and fled.

The three archers were slightly more daring than them, and put another round of arrows on Zhu Laofu's chest. However, the accuracy of the archers was so poor that the feather arrows shot in a hurry didn't even touch a single hair of Zhu Laofu's hair!

"Hex! He used the magic of Maitreya! Mr. Wang, the archer standing on the far left, suddenly shouted as if he had revealed some great secret, dropped the wooden bow, and ran away. Two rows of hot urine trickled down his trouser legs.

Maitreya teaching, drinking water, eating vegetables, chanting the Buddha's name, invulnerable. Think about the charges that Ma Kongmu planted to Zhu Laofu before his death, the deputy hall master of the Great Wisdom Branch Hall of the Maitreya Sect! Mr. Su was also weak, threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the ground, and followed in Mr. Wang's footsteps.

There was only one Mr. Li left, and he still wanted to avenge his nephew, and continued to tremble and put arrows on the bow arm. Zhu Dapeng, who has completely confused whether it is a game or reality, is willing to give him more opportunities?! rushed to the front in three steps and two steps, and the pig-killing knife stabbed the person in the chest by inertia, "poof", and the blade pierced into the gap between the ribs, directly piercing Mr. Li through the heart.

"Murder, murder, the demon of Maitreya Sect has killed people in the street!" The white officers and the little prisoners who ran to the distance and secretly looked back saw this scene, and they opened their throats and screamed hoarsely.

"Run, run, Zhu Laofu stabbed Ma Kongmu and Mr. Li!"

"Run, run! Zhu Laofu is the secret stake of Sesame Li, who killed the official and rebelled! The neighbors who had previously tried to help Ma Kongmu arrest Zhu Laofu ran faster, and while fleeing, they deduced that the "facts" were spread around.

"Boom!" Like half a bowl of cold water in a frying pot, countless figures suddenly jumped out in the bleak and silent twilight. Stumbling and scurrying around like a headless fly.

As if echoing the chaotic shouting, several plumes of smoke rose from the east and west of the city, along both sides of Suzaku Street. The firelight jumped out of the courtyard, with a strange red, and soared into the sky......

"Sesame Lee, Sesame Lee's general, has entered the city!"

"The Red Turbans, the Red Turbans. The Red Turban Army who drink runic water is invulnerable! ”

"Kill, kill the Tartars, welcome Li Ye into the city!"

"Kill corrupt officials, rich and poor! It's the gentleman who follows me! ”

In an instant, countless people were shouting loudly, and countless pairs of rough hands carrying sharpened wooden sticks rushed out of the low thatched huts one after another, merging into a torrent of ruin.

One by one, those who stood in the way were knocked down, and there was no distinction between rich and poor. One by one, the courtyard doors were smashed open, and they were gorgeous and simple. One house after another was set on fire, and it was no longer possible to distinguish which one was a thatched house and which one was a blue brick and blue tile.

The torrent of ruining miè swept away in an instant. The cries, the cries, the scolding, the clash of knives and guns, and the collapse of houses, became the main theme of the evening in the blink of an eye, and everyone who heard it quickly fell into madness.

Under the dark red sky, Zhu Dapeng turned a deaf ear to the noise coming from around him. Killing, and killing six or seven at a time. Although in previous virtual games, he killed millions of enemies. But never once did it feel so real to him as it did tonight.

The blood is sticky, and it carries body temperature when sprayed on the face. The enemy will be afraid, and after killing the few who take the lead, the rest will scatter in a hurry, instead of continuing to rush up and gain experience as in previous games. The expressions of each opponent before death are very realistic, and they will also be incontinent, and the stench makes you want to vomit out your own intestines.

However, he can't vomit now. He had to figure out where he was? Why did the dead fat man say what kind of Maitreya he was? What is the relationship between this and the People's Republic of China? How do you find a way to get yourself back?

So after being stunned for a moment, he pulled out the troublesome pig-killing knife from Mr. Li's corpse with a skillful movement that he couldn't believe, carried it, and chased after the person closest to him, and shouted in extremely stiff Mandarin while chasing: "Stop!" Don't run! If you run again, I'll make a big move! ”

"Sure enough, it's a member of the Maitreya Sect!" Mr. Su, who was unfortunate enough to be targeted by him, stumbled two steps, and his legs slammed faster. "God is pitiful, I actually interceded for him just now. It's miserable, even if you escape with your life tonight. In the future, the government will investigate it, and it will be unclear. God, what kind of sin did I, Su Mingzhe, create, to let me get into trouble with this raid on my family and extermination! ”

He ran fast, Zhu Dapeng chased faster, and in a blink of an eye, the tip of the knife was already aimed at the back of the heart. Poor Mr. Su was so frightened that his feet were weak, and he fell into a dog and chewed. Crying, he took two steps forward, his hands raised in the air, "Spare my life!" ”

"Spare your life!" These two words and the corresponding actions are also common to the north and south, and are applicable everywhere. Zhu Dapeng braked suddenly, but didn't stop, and almost stepped directly on Mr. Su's back. Fortunately, the coordination of his body tonight is far better than usual. At the critical moment, he rose into the air, swept more than half a foot away, and landed steadily a few inches above Mr. Su's head. Immediately, he turned around suddenly, pressed down with the tip of the knife, pointed at Mr. Su's nose and shouted, "Don't move!" If you move again, you'll really stab it! ”

"Don't move, don't move!" Mr. Su's scalp was numb for a while, and he raised his hands high to make a zombie shape, "Grandpa spares his life, and Maitreya teaches grandpa to spare his life!" ”

"Maitreya?" Zhu Dapeng was stunned, confused. His ears and tongue had become accustomed to the new environment, and he had magically understood what was being said and communicated with them in a similar tone. But the train of thought can't keep up with it no matter what.

"Little, little didn't know you were the master of the Maitreya Sect before!" Mr. Su thought that his accent had caused a misunderstanding, so he quickly bent his tongue and added in the tone of Dadu and Yongping, "If you know that you are the master of the Maitreya Sect, you will borrow three more guts from the villain."

"Less nonsense! Where is this? What do you do? Zhu Dapeng listened impatiently, nodded forward with the tip of the knife, and continued to ask.

"My lord spares my life, I have an eighty-year-old mother in my family, and there are unweaned babies under me!" Mr. Su was frightened again, and blurted out words begging for mercy. After finishing speaking, I realized that I didn't seem to answer the question. Hurriedly kowtowed again, and added in a panic, "The small one is the archer in the yamen, and the position that I bought the year before last has never been done, no, I haven't had time to do anything unconscionable!" Lord Maitreya, spare your life! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, where is this? Tell me where is this? Zhu Laofu's eyes became redder and redder, staring at Mr. Su stubbornly, and the tip of the knife kept pressing down.

"This is Xuzhou City, Xuzhou City, Henan Jiangbei Province, Dayuan Dynasty, and Xuzhou City!" Suddenly realized that Zhu Laofu was now on the body of Maitreya Buddha, and he may not know the mundane things in the world, Mr. Su added one after another like pouring beans. "The mule and horse lane in the southwest of Xuzhou City! Maitreya, you, what's wrong with you? Lord, grandfather, your knife, mother, spare your life! ”

"Dangchang!" The pig-killing knife that had already stabbed him under his nose suddenly fell to the ground. Looking at Zhu Laofu again, for a moment, it was as if he had been drained of all his strength, and he sat down softly. His eyes stared blankly ahead, and he muttered: "Xuzhou, how did I get to Xuzhou?" I was still at home in Handan when I went to bed yesterday, no, something must have gone wrong, it must be"

'Maitreya Buddha is gone?!' Mr. Su was stunned and muttered secretly in his heart. He had seen others invite God before, and as soon as God left, the witch came out of the state, which was almost exactly the same as Zhu Laofu'er now.

'Now that God is gone, don't blame Su for being unkind! Countless ideas instantly turned in his heart, and the best choice that Mr. Su decided was to take the opportunity to stab Zhu Laofu to death and atone for his crimes. He secretly glanced at Zhu Laofu who was not giving up, he covered his right hand with his sleeve, and his fingers slowly stretched out to the handle of the knife, three inches, two inches, one inch

Seeing that it was about to be completed, a miserable scream suddenly sounded in his ears, and he looked up sharply, only to see his colleague Mr. Wang, who had fled before, chased by a strong man with a red scarf on his head, with a group of people chasing wild dogs, a brick fell to the ground, and the sticks were down, and there was no movement in a blink of an eye.

"Don't be afraid, fathers and fellow villagers, the Red Turban Army only kills Tartars, corrupt officials and corrupt officials, not the people!" The strong man with a red scarf on his head proudly raised the iron ruler he had just snatched, raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill the Tartars, kill the corrupt officials, don't kill the people!" When he saw Mr. Wang, the people who didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere were like being reborn, but at this moment, they opened their throats and repeated loudly. Immediately, following behind the strong man, he turned to the next street corner.

"Kill the Tartars, kill the corrupt officials, don't kill the people!" In the twilight, I don't know how many people are responding loudly. Countless fires were lit in Xuzhou City, illuminating the whole city as bright as day.

"Kill the Tartars, not the people!" In an instant, Mr. Su also shouted and lifted his robe, tore off two pieces of cloth from the half-worn red coat, wrapped one around his head, and handed the other to Zhu Laofu with both hands.

"Kill the Tartars, not the people!" Several white officers and small cells who were hiding in the doors of people's houses to avoid trouble were also reminded and jumped out shouting. Or tear the dark red clothes that they wore close to their own bodies, or tear the blood-stained cloth strips from the bodies of the deceased and tie them to their heads in a hurry. Then he grabbed the iron ruler, leather whip and wooden stick again, and like a victorious soldier surrounded his own general, he protected Zhu Lao Fu in the center of the ranks, and continued to shout loudly, "Kill the Tartars, not the people!" "Kill the Tartars, not the people!" "Kill the Tartars, not the people!"

On August 16, 1351, Sesame Li and eight brothers and 9,000 righteous people conquered Xuzhou, an important town on the south bank of the Yellow River, and the world shook!

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