Chapter 1: Confusion

In the eighth year of Jiaqing in the Southern Song Dynasty, in the vast Mongolian steppe, Genghis Khan, a generation of Tianjiao, led his warriors, unified the entire Mongolian steppe, and began to turn his attention to the richer expanse in the south, setting off a bloody storm in the north, and the Jin State and Western Xia were trembling under the iron hooves of the Mongolian army.

The Southern Song Dynasty in the south of the country is especially unaware, it is still a song and dance, completely to the sword of Damocles that has been hanging above the head has no reaction, Shaoxing City is in spring, under the breeze, it makes people warm and a little drowsy, and in the afternoon in the back garden of a mansion in the city, a little girl is panicked and whispered to a big tree.

"Third Young Master! Hurry down! Otherwise, the master will scold you again! ”

There was a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child climbing on the tree, with a simple smile on his face, although he was called the third young master by the little girl below, but judging from his clothes, he felt that he was a poor boy, and his body was greasy, and it was a little tattered, which was quite inconsistent with the environment of this mansion.

If you look closely, you will find that the expression on the face of this so-called young master is actually a bit demented, to put it bluntly, it can be said that he is an imbecile and his brain is not bright! At this time, he was trying to climb the tree, the reason is very simple, that is, a kite made of bamboo strips was hung on the branch, it turned out that his kite was hung on the tree, and he was about to go up the tree to pick it off, no wonder the little girl below looked nervous.

The originally bright sky suddenly floated a dark cloud, enveloping the entire Shaoxing City, the wind began to get stronger, and the branches of the big tree began to sway in the air, but the young master was still crawling clumsily towards it, not paying attention to the changes in the sky.

"The wind is blowing, the third young master! Hurry down and don't fall! The little girl became even more nervous, and began to call him again.

The third young master smiled at the little girl innocently, and replied sullenly: "It's okay, I'm almost reaching for a kite!" ”

At this time, the sky showed a vision, the dark clouds suddenly began to turn red at this time, during which some gaps were revealed, and the sunlight fell from these cloud cracks, forming a ray of glow, and the dark clouds also showed a blood-red color, and some lightning faintly appeared in the clouds, and soon the thunder came to the ears.

For the people of Shaoxing City, this is the first time to see such a strange scene, so many people poured out of the room, looked up at the sky, and the sloppy young master who was on the tree also saw the different colors of the sky, looked up and clapped his hands and smirked: "Hehe! It's fun, it's fun! ”

And the little girl was also attracted by such a scene, and forgot to remind the young master on the tree to be careful, and the strange colored clouds in the sky were still emitting lightning from time to time, and bursts of thunder were constantly heard.

Just when people felt a little worried, a dazzling lightning suddenly appeared in the red clouds in the sky, and it fell straight down, and it happened to fall in the mansion, and the stupid young master on the tree was facing the sky on his back, looking into the air, but suddenly found that the lightning was falling on the top of his head, and his little face suddenly showed a frightened look.

"Ah......h

The little girl was frightened by this sudden accident on the spot, covered her mouth and was stunned for a long time, before she remembered to call for help: "Come on!" The young master was struck by lightning! Come on! ......" she shouted as she hurriedly threw herself to the third young master who was lying motionless on the ground.

And at this time, look at the stupid young master, it can be said that it is as weird as it is, the hair on his head is standing up, there is a smell of burnt on his body, his clothes are also burned, and when he falls, he is hung by a tree branch, and the whole clothes are in tatters, and his face is also covered with a layer of black, his mouth is wide open, and he looks more out of breath than in breath, and he looks like he can't live.

When the little girl saw his form, she immediately cried in fright, and at this time, someone in the garden had heard the little girl's cry for help and began to run towards the back garden.

The first to arrive were a few servants, these servants saw the tragic scene of the young master who was struck by lightning, and hurriedly carried him to the pavilion, the little girl was frightened, knelt beside the stupid young master, kept crying and calling him, asking him not to scare himself, and kept shaking his body, but this stupid young master did not react at all.

When such a thing happened, it was inevitable that a servant ran to the front yard to report to the owner of the mansion, and soon a middle-aged man in an official uniform followed the servant to the gazebo in the back garden.

This man in official uniform, his face is relatively pale, there is a wisp of beard on his chin, he is very well rested, and he is a literati at first glance, but at this time, his expression is not very good-looking, in this era, people who have been struck by lightning, everyone will talk nonsense, generally speaking, everyone will say that only those who have done immoral things will be punished by heaven and struck by lightning, why did such an unlucky thing fall to his house today?

It is also strange to say that after this lightning fell, the red cloud in the sky quickly dissipated, not a drop of rain fell, as if nothing had happened, people shook their heads and sighed strangely, so people with good deeds began to make up some rumors, saying that the sky descended a vision in Shaoxing Mansion, and there will be saints in Shaoxing Mansion There will be clouds and clouds!

However, no one knows whether there will be a saint in the future, but in this mansion, there is a child who has been electrocuted, and it seems that he is in danger.

The middle-aged man came to the pavilion with a black face, and when he looked down and saw the tragic image of the child lying on the ground, he kicked the little girl who was crying on the side to the ground, and said angrily: "Cry! What do you cry about? What the hell is going on? Let you look at him, why don't you look at him well? Something like this happened! ”

The little girl wept and replied, "Master! It's all bad for Liu'er, the young master was flying a kite in the garden just now, and the kite was hanging on the tree, and the young master went to pick the kite, but was struck by lightning! Woohoo......"

After hearing this, the master looked down at the son lying on the ground again, saw that his face was black, shook his head and sighed: "Wronged! What a sin! This is also his bad life! Prepare him, send him out of the city, and bury him! In his opinion, this child is hopeless, for this silly boy, it may also be a relief, he didn't even lean down to check whether the child on the ground is still angry, so he gave this order, and he himself seems to have a sense of relief, as if he finally has a heart!

When a few servants heard this, they quickly nodded and were about to carry up the young master who seemed to have lost his breath, but after the little girl named Liu'er heard this, she hurriedly rushed over to stop them, crying: "Don't! The young master is not dead, he is still alive! I saw him move, sir! Don't! The young master is not dead yet, so let's hurry up and ask Lang Zhong to treat the young master! Please! ”

After listening to Liu Er's cry, the middle-aged man's face showed a trace of unbearable, so he lowered his head to check the child on the ground, so he looked at it, and it was really as the little girl said, the child was not dead, at least there was still a breath, and his chest was also rising and falling slightly, so he straightened up and shook his head, and ordered: "There is indeed still qi, Gao Fu, you go and ask Lang Zhong to come back and treat the third young master!" Let's do your best! Carry him back into the house! ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer, kicked that Liu Er again, and scolded: "It's all you who are in trouble!" Look how I clean you up when I turn around! Then he waved his sleeves, and left the pavilion and went back to the house.

So a few servants carried the little young master to a simple bedroom, left him, and left the room one after another, and the ordered Gao Fu walked out of the mansion and invited Lang Zhong for him! Only the thin Liu Er was left alone, and he was busy fetching some water to wipe up the stupid young master on the bed.

In fact, after this stupid young master wiped his face, he didn't look ugly at all, and he could even be said to be very handsome......

Huang Tao felt that there was a sudden pain in his body, and all kinds of information were in a mess in his mind, the first thing that flashed in his mind was Du Laosan's crazy demeanor when he was dying, then there was a loud bang, and then there were all kinds of strange things coming in, and the exclamations of his colleagues.

Huang Tao was lying on the bed, he didn't have any strength at all, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, so he could only lie down like this, bearing the constant pain on his body, in order to disperse this feeling of pain to the bones, he could only think about some other things, trying to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind, and after some efforts, he finally gradually sorted out some things!

First of all, he can be sure that he has died with the damn Du Laosan, because when the explosion sounded, he had a feeling of being out of his body, his thoughts had been separated from his body, and he gradually floated, and he could even look down on the messy flesh and blood in the ditch, his body and Du Laosan's body had already been reduced to pieces in that roar, and then he saw those colleagues lying on the ground nearby crying and screaming and getting up and rushing to the side of the ditch, this feeling was very wonderful, There was no pain, no sorrow, everything seemed so peaceful, and although he could see those people, they could not see him, and only then did he believe that this person did indeed have a soul.

He just floated in the air, watching everything that was happening below, until a light shone on him in the sky, and he reluctantly rose to the sky, but for some reason, he seemed to be swept into a cloud of mist, and finally suddenly fell to the ground in a cloud of light.

He didn't know what was going on, he only knew that there was some very messy information in his mind now, and these information were like some untidy fragments, constantly appearing images of some people, these people were dressed very strangely, it seemed to be ancient costumes, but he couldn't determine the identities of these people and how they fit into his thinking.

The information was very messy, Huang Tao couldn't put it together, and he couldn't figure out what his situation was now, in short, he could feel that he was alive now, and the pain that came from time to time on his body reminded him that he now had a flesh and blood body.

Gradually, his hearing began to recover, and a muffled cry began to come from his ears, it was a girl's cry, which sounded sad and sad, which made people feel very distressed, but he still couldn't open his eyes, so he could only listen quietly, but he still couldn't figure out who was crying for him by his side, to say that he shouldn't have a girlfriend who would cry for him so sadly! Strange!

After waiting for a long time, someone shouted viciously outside: "Liu'er, Lang Zhong is here!" ”

"Lang Zhong, please come in, hurry up and show my young master! He was struck by lightning! I haven't woken up yet! The weeping woman, with a crying voice, got up and ran away, as if to the door, and called out to a man.

Who is Liu'er? Doctor? Where are you still using that name? Why don't you call it a doctor? Huang Tao felt weird, and a series of question marks appeared in his mind.

An old-looking voice snorted, and then someone walked up to him, grabbed his wrist, and put two fingers on top of his wrist.

"Strange! What a strangeness! It stands to reason that if you were struck by lightning, you should have turned to ashes a long time ago, or at least you should have burned it to charcoal, your young master actually had a very gentle pulse, as if it was fine! It's just a little burn on my body, it's not a big deal, it's really weird!

Now he's just fainted, and he should be fine in two days, so go back and get some burn medicine from me, put it on him, and he'll be fine soon!" The man who was called Langzhong said slowly.

Master? How did you become a young master? Huang Tao couldn't figure it out if he wanted to break his head.

(Note: For the convenience of readers, some of the titles in this book are not written exactly according to the title habits of the Song Dynasty, but according to the customary titles!) For example, the young master of the official family should be called Yanei in the Song Dynasty, which is really a bit unpleasant, so please don't pick on this point! )