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Seeing that Lu Liang was not at home, Lu Chengkong breathed a deep sigh of relief. At this moment, even if he accepted the world and accepted Pang An as a friend, no matter what, he couldn't accept Lu Liang as his father. "You must handle the relationship with Lu Liang well, you can't show your stuff, and you can't recognize strangers as your father at will."

"That's right!" After Pang An drank a large bowl of water, he hurriedly rushed to the courtyard. Then, he took a book to Lu Chengkong and said, "Your book." ”

"Books?" Lu Chengkong took the book handed over by Pang An, just glanced at it, his whole body seemed to be shocked, he jumped up instantly, and said excitedly: "This ...... This book, how is it there for you? ”

Pang An poured another bowl of cold water, wiped his mouth and said, "On the second day when you were bedridden, I found this book in your arms. Strange to say, you stayed in the house all day, but the book was soaking wet, so I took it to the courtyard to dry it, and then I remembered. ”

Lu Chengkongzai looked at this book carefully, and saw four big words "Lu Sheng's Art of War" written on the cover, and his heart suddenly brightened, and he said secretly: "Why did I forget this book!" It was this "Lu Sheng's Art of War" that attracted me to the ancient tree inexplicably...... That's right, that's right! It was this book that made me come into this world inexplicably! But Lu Chengkong didn't want Pang An to see the abnormality, so he forcibly calmed himself, but his voice trembled a little, and said, "Are you sure this book was found from my arms?" At this point, he remembered all the previous details and asked, "Have you seen a wooden box inlaid with gold wires and a broken string?" ”

Pang An first glanced at Lu Chengkong, then sighed and said, "It seems that you are still a little lost in your soul." This "Lu Sheng's Art of War", you have been stuffed in your arms since you were a child, and you read it day and night, and it is your favorite military book. What wooden box with gold thread? You're a big man, what are you doing with that box? ”

"This book is my favorite book...... I have been carrying it in my arms since I was a child! Lu Chengkong took two deep breaths before he calmed down. He was sure that the book had come with him into the world, because in the lower left corner of the book there was a drop of blue ink, which had been left behind that night when he had scrambled to knock down the inkwell tank. Compared with the chaotic world, this "Lu Sheng's Art of War" is the most supernatural, because this book is actually the favorite of "yourself" in this world.

At this moment, Lu Chengkong even had an amazing idea: "Could it be ...... Could it be that I am the same person as Lu Chengkong in this world? I am him, and he is my ......"

But Lu Chengkong, who was already accustomed to being frightened, was accustomed to such a strange question, patted his head, and after calming down, he wanted to set a set of Pang An's words, pretended to have a little headache, and asked: "I don't remember most of what happened in the days when I was sick in bed." You say the book is wet? Why is it wet? He asked this to get as many clues as possible. Any clue is crucial for you to be able to return to the future.

After hearing this, Pang An looked disgusted and said, "I thought it was strange at first, so I tasted the water on this book." As he spoke, he spat and said, "Not only salty, but also sand......"

"Salty and sandy?" Lu Chengkong remembered that he was finally involved in the dark river, and he already had a clue in his heart: it must be the dark river, somewhere in the deepest place, there is an entrance that brought me to this place. The water is salty, it may be seawater, and there is sediment, maybe ...... That entrance is in the middle of the ocean.

Pang An saw that Lu Chengkong was distracted, and said disapprehantly: "What's so strange about the mud and sand sticking to the clothes? As for the salty taste, it must be stinky sweat. He said as he sniffed the smell of sweat on his body, first nodding his head, then shaking his head.

"Is this me?" Lu Chengkong pondered for a while, and then pretended to be calm and asked: "Pang An, then tell me, what is so good about this "Lu Sheng's Art of War", why do I have to carry it in my arms since I was a child?" ”

Pang An smirked twice and said, "I want to laugh too, you are a powerless scholar who likes to watch the art of war since you were a child." As for the broken book "Lu Sheng's Art of War", you are even more like the root of your order. Speaking of this, Pang An stopped and just stared at Lu Chengkong.

"What do you think I'm doing? Go on. ”

"It's a strange thing, it's a strange thing. Since you got sick this time, your temperament has really changed drastically. If it was in the past, who would dare to say that the "Lu Sheng's Art of War" was not good, you would definitely fight with others to be red-faced, why are you so calm today? Pang An touched his chin and looked at Lu Chengkong in disbelief.

Lu Chengkong didn't dare to look at Pang An, and said hesitantly: "I've experienced these things, no...... It's because I had this serious illness, and I figured out a lot, and my previous preferences may have lost my ambitions. He was quite confident that his words would definitely be able to scare Pang An, and he secretly said in his heart: "The person in front of him, although his limbs are developed, but his mind is not simple, only because he has no defense against himself, he seems simple, and he must not arouse his suspicion." ”

Sure enough, Pang An looked at Lu Chengkong's pale face and said, "If it is peaceful today, where will it be useful to read military books?" If you can figure it out, quickly throw away this broken book and read your sage book well. Don't go all day long, just claim to be the 'descendant of Lu Sheng'. ”

"Self-proclaimed to be the descendant of Lu Sheng......" Lu Chengkong silently recited twice in his heart, desperately sorting out all the information in his mind, just a moment of effort, he connected everything in series, and came up with a rough prototype: himself in this world, he has loved the art of war since he was a child, especially this "Lu Sheng's Art of War". No matter what dynasty it is, if a person can be called a "saint", he must have done something earth-shattering. In this case, "Lu Sheng" must be a legendary figure, could it be that "Lu Sheng's Art of War" is written by Lu Sheng? Also, since his surname is Lu and he claims to be the "descendant of Lu Sheng", what does it have to do with this?

Thinking of this, Lu Chengkong seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He ignored Pang An, just looked at the book of "Lu Sheng's Art of War" in his hand and was a little distracted. In the future world, this book should be "The Art of War", and Lu Sheng is Sun Tzu. The reason why I came to this world is because of this seemingly misprinted book.

When books are messed up, the world is messed up.

It seems that the source of everything must be in this book! As long as you understand the secrets, you will have a chance to go back!

"Can I go back...... I'll definitely be able to go back! Lu Chengkong's hands trembled a little, and he gradually became excited, and his breathing became short.

In order not to arouse Pang An's suspicion, Lu Chengkong pressed his chest and asked, "Pang An, have you ever heard of "The Art of War"? ”

Pang An scratched his head and said categorically: "Haven't you heard of it, grandson? Who is the grandson? ”

After hearing this, Lu Chengkong confirmed his inference that in this world, there is no grandson, only Lu Sheng. There was gradually a spectrum in his heart, and he sighed deliberately, and said, "Now that I have nothing to do, why don't you tell me about Lu Sheng's deeds?" ”

Pang An looked impatient and said, "You really don't get tired of hearing it, I'm not interested in these anecdotes." Like you, every day when you have time, you run to the teahouse. There is also the saying of 'Lu Sheng's descendants', I am afraid that I also heard it from the shopkeeper Gu Ye. ”

"The teahouse, the shopkeeper, Gu Ye, Lu Sheng's Art of War, Lu Sheng's descendants, this is the clue!" Lu Chengkong nodded, he already knew the bottom in his heart, as long as he solved all these puzzles, he would definitely be able to find a way back.

With clues, there is hope. And people, as long as they have hope, have the courage to live.

At night, Lu Chengkong was lying on the bed holding this "Lu Sheng's Art of War", and his mind kept recalling the conversation with Pang An during the day. He said to himself: "I have read this book dozens of times, and it is not much different from "The Art of War", and there is no way to go back in the book. It seems that tomorrow I have to go to the teahouse to find the shopkeeper Gu Ye, and I must figure everything out. ”

At this point, Lu Chengkong has compromised with this world. He lay on his back on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and said bitterly: "Fortunately in misfortune, no matter how chaotic the world is, I am still on the land of China, if I go to places like Africa and Antarctica, it will be really finished." ”

"Science...... What exactly is science? Why is it that what I learned in elementary school is useless now? The information Lu Chengkong has received these days is too complicated, and it has subverted all his cognitions.

"Tomorrow, I'll have to figure everything out!"