The storyteller rolled his eyes, and saw that he had satisfied everyone's appetite, and then he spoke: "To say that two hundred years ago, the world's heroes totaled tens of millions of troops in 'Longjiangqiao County', and agreed to hold a final decisive battle here to determine the ownership of the world...... It is said that on the same night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the demon wind was rising, and the wind did not know where it blew from, and it went straight to the bones of people. "www.biquge.info The storyteller said, deliberately shivering with coldness.

Everyone saw that the storyteller was talking with sound and color, as if they were in the scene, and there were gusts of cold wind blowing around, and the whole body was filled with a deep chill.

The storyteller cleared his throat and said in an accentuated tone: "When the generals of all parties saw this strange situation, they all walked out of the camp tent to check it. Who knows, at this moment, there was a loud bang in the sky, lightning and thunder, the ground shook, and everyone instantly became dizzy, unsteady on their feet, and fell to the ground. But it didn't take long for everything to calm down again, and it seemed as if nothing had happened. Tens of millions of soldiers...... They were all scared and stupid, and sat on the ground stupidly. ”

"At this time, the 'Longjiangqiao County' is surprisingly quiet for hundreds of miles, only the demonic wind tears the military flag, and the 'hiss' sound is floating around......"

Lu Chengkong recalled the history books he read yesterday, and there was indeed a record of a decisive battle of tens of millions of troops at Longjiang, which was known as the "Battle of Longjiang" in history.

Everyone was no longer suspicious, and they all wanted to hear how the 'dragon river' in his mouth came from, so they all held their breath and stared at the storyteller.

The storyteller suddenly shook off the folding fan in his right hand, his expression trembled, and he said in a low voice: "It's too late, it's fast, and the soldiers from all sides haven't had time to react urgently, and the ground of 'Longjiangqiao County' suddenly churned up and down, and out of nowhere, a huge crack was opened...... This crack is bottomless, and it is getting more and more ...... It is getting wider and wider, and it is 500 zhang! Countless soldiers have fallen into the abyss, where is there still life? The boulders on the ground shattered and smashed in all directions. Suddenly, the nearby soldiers were killed and wounded, and everyone was terrified. But at this moment, there was a loud 'rumbling' sound again in this crack, and everyone lay on the edge of the abyss, and when they looked over, they saw a golden dragon flash out of the dark earth and fly into the air. ”

The storyteller raised his head, danced his hands and pointed to the heavens, and said, "Before the soldiers had time to blink, the dragon flew into the clouds...... The dragon is so big that the clouds are closed, and the earth is actually dark. It is the 'Ninety-Five, Flying Dragon in the Sky'! ”

The big man was fascinated by what he heard, and blurted out, "Is this ...... What is this dragon? ”

The storyteller wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his cuffs and said, "We are the sons of Huaxia, and we are all descendants of the dragon. This heavenly dragon is our ancestor! He paused, sighed, and said, "Hey, it's just ...... Our Heavenly Dragon Ancestor, he must have come out to teach us a lesson, seeing that ordinary people such as us wanted to dominate the world and did not hesitate to kill each other. ”

The storyteller, as if tired of talking, paused to take another sip of tea and thought, "Isn't this tricking you all?" ”

Sure enough, the big man couldn't help it, patted his head again, and asked stupidly: "Is this Tianlong really the Son of Heaven?" ”

The storyteller smiled "haha", put down the teacup, and said proudly: "Then you still need to talk? As soon as Tianlong came out when he spoke, he just flicked his front paws, what happened to millions of soldiers? Immediately turned into a pile of dry bones! The rest of the soldiers, who boast of their own killing decisions on weekdays, kill like hemp...... But in front of Tianlong, what else can you do besides crying dad and calling mother, fart and urine? This bloody corpse is full of cracks! ”

"Zhu Shen, Li Yanzhang, and Liu Cheng see this strange situation, who still has the heart to fight again? The subordinate soldiers all threw away their armor and fled back to their respective territories. Strange as it sounds, from that day on, all the bones in this crack melted into bright red, pulpy blood; Then the blood faded day by day and month by month; Until seven or eight years have passed, it is finally clear and translucent. After this battle, Zhu Shen, Li Yanzhang, and Liu Cheng all knew that people could not win the sky after all, so they called this place Longjiang, and made the "Longjiang Covenant" according to Longjiang as the national border, and they were not allowed to fight each other again. ”

"No wonder Longjiang is a national border."

"This dragon is too powerful!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded their heads and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that everyone was hooked, the storyteller relaxed and said: "It's just that the scene of the Battle of Longjiang is too bloody, so there is no record in the history books. ”

"Hey!" After sighing, the storyteller stood up slightly, bowed his hands and said to everyone: "No matter what the general trend of the world is, we and other Chinese children all drink Longjiang water together. The contemptible people have a talisman here, which was obtained by chance in the temple on the edge of the Longjiang River. Each amulet is wrapped in the blood sand of the Longjiang River. As he spoke, he took out a handful of red mud and sand, and said: "Come and see, this is a treasure dug from the deepest part of the Longjiang River, it is said that these blood sands contain the divine power of the heavenly dragon, which can bless us and other ordinary people to be fed and clothed, and not be tortured by illness all our lives, and be rich and rich, and make all our wishes come true." ”

"I want it!"

"I want it too!" Everyone in the teahouse is ready to scramble.

The storyteller deliberately suppressed his excitement, forcibly held his breath, waved his hand, and said: "It's a pity, there are only these amulets left in the next request. Down...... I also asked for incense money from the temple. ”

"Awesome, awesome." Lu Chengkong naturally didn't believe in the talisman, and said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that in this era, even a storyteller knows to do a good job of advertising first, and then starve marketing." ”

Suddenly, the teahouse was full of people, and those who were crazy about grabbing the talisman were red-faced, and surrounded the storyteller with three layers inside and three layers outside, but they were afraid that they would never be able to buy it again if it was too late.

"Don't worry, don't worry, come one by one."

The hotter the atmosphere of the crowd, the colder Lu Chengkong's heart became as cold as winter. Because he still has a glimmer of illusion that it all is fake. But seeing everyone's natural look on "Longjiang", I already understood that I had indeed come to an inexplicable world.

The man at the same table saw that Lu Chengkong just kept talking to himself, and said with a smile: "This son, why don't you buy a talisman?" ”

Lu Chengkong smiled bitterly and asked rhetorically, "Why don't you buy it either?" ”

The man said: "The battle of Longjiang is clearly recorded in the history books, but these people just believe these gods and ghosts nonsense. The storyteller's story sounds like nothing more than a joke. ”

"Jokes? Nonsense? Haha......" Lu Chengkong couldn't help laughing, but his smile was as awkward as it was.

The man didn't expect Lu Chengkong to laugh at himself, and he was unhappy in his heart, but he still maintained the demeanor of a scholar, but his tone became cold, and he said, "This son, I don't know what's ridiculous about it?" ”

Lu Chengkong shook his head and said, "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at myself." I can't tell now what is nonsense and what is a joke......"

The man was already a little incoherent when he heard Lu Chengkong, and said secretly in his heart: "I'm just afraid that he is a madman." And he ignored him.

"Zhu Shen, Liu Cheng...... The founding emperor of the Ming Kingdom and the Han Kingdom. Lu Chengkong frowned, and after thinking for a while, he asked the man: "Brother Tai, have you heard of Zhu Yuanzhang and Liu Bang?" ”

The man shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it." ”

If you remember correctly, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty was Zhu Yuanzhang, and the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty was Liu Bang, Lu Chengkong silently recited in his heart: "Zhu Shen, Zhu Yuanzhang; Liu Cheng, Liu Bang...... What does it matter? Is it just the same surname and different names? Then he asked the man, "What ...... Have you ever heard of Li Yuan? ”

"I haven't heard of it."

Lu Chengkong asked again: "The emperor of the Tang Kingdom, but his surname is Li?" ”

The man looked Lu Chengkong up and down, and really couldn't understand why this person was so weird, so he just nodded.

"The surname is correct, is it really that coincidental?" There are too many unknown things in this world, far beyond Lu Chengkong's imagination. This feeling is equivalent to that world in the future, where scientists have discovered not only aliens, but also countless different kinds of aliens......

"Brother, can you give it to me...... Let me tell you the story of the Battle of Longjiang. ”

Seeing that Lu Chengkong was sincerely asking for advice, the man didn't want to bother with him, so he slowly took a sip of tea, and waited for the fragrance of tea to linger between his teeth before he spoke: "The Battle of Longjiang, although it is recorded in the history books, cannot restore the tragedy of this battle to the world. It is said that in that year, the three parties gathered in Longjiang, each with millions of soldiers, and there were even more famous generals under their command. Let's just say that General Qin Ze of our Tang Kingdom commanded 1.2 million left troops at that time, led the soldiers to fight bloodily for three days and three nights, and killed 800,000 enemies...... In the end, Zhu Shen betrayed his word and united with Liu Cheng to attack the camp of our Chinese army, and General Qin Ze did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to protect the emperor, so that today's Tang Kingdom was born. ”

Another person at the same table first glanced at the storyteller before he said: "That's right, the battle of Longjiang is unsurprisingly tragic, it can be said that the corpses are piled up like a mountain, and the blood is flowing like a river...... Our Tang Kingdom can be said to have been bought with the blood of countless soldiers. As for the statement of the 'Heavenly Dragon', it is really nonsense. ”

Before you know it, the sky is darkening, and the teahouse is gradually becoming deserted. The tea bowl on the table was already cold, and Lu Chengkong was still sitting in a daze, his eyes straight and motionless. I kept thinking about the relationship between Zhu Shen, Liu Cheng, and Li Yanzhang, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

The more rational it is, the more chaotic it is. Not only are the dynasties messed up, but even the names are messed up.

"Fortunately, the last name is correct. The Tang Kingdom is still the Li family, the Han Kingdom is still the Liu family, and the Ming Kingdom is still the Zhu family. Lu Chengkong comforted himself for a while, and finally let him find a trace of the same place as his own knowledge reserve.

However, what good is this?

He stood up, walked out of the teahouse, and walked towards "home" with a lonely expression.

In the evening, Lu Chengkong wandered the streets like a ghost, with swaying steps. His eyes were blank, glancing back and forth at passers-by.

Everything that happened was so weird. I can't help but ask myself, "What is real and what is unreal?" ”

But the pedestrians who feel passing by themselves, no matter what dynasty they are now, no matter what common sense they are, and no matter whether they want to accept it or not, they are all flesh and blood, laughing and angry.

Perhaps, everything in front of you is real.

However, in the blink of an eye, Lu Chengkong hurriedly denied his idea. If all this is true, then all the structures of my knowledge, what I have seen and heard in the past twenty years, are false.

No way...... How can it be?!