Chapter 122: The Martyr (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Late at night, broken temples, old people, worshipping gods......
Zhong Shenxiu leaned half-against the wall, as if watching a drama, and waited until the old man finished worshipping the gods before asking, "Do you believe in the Bull Shenjun?!" β
"There are many gods in the world, everywhere you go, you have to pay respect, this is an old habit, haha, Xiaoyou can ask for dry food?"
The old man smiled and looked at Zhong Shenxiu.
"No, you don't." Although he is hungry, Zhong Shenxiu is also an old man, who will not eat strangers' food recklessly, and is still a pair of grandchildren who look weird.
"Speaking of which...... This Bull God Monarch is not simple, but before the Wu Dynasty, the existence of the protection of the Death Dynasty is not comparable to other righteous gods......"
The old man seemed to be interested and started talking.
"Oh? Please also tell me more about it. β
Zhong Shenxiu was a little interested.
The night is long, and I have to find some pastime, not to mention that Xun Liuyi doesn't read much, I really don't know this.
"This dynasty is called 'Dawu', Taizu is the world's first master, created martial arts, to establish the country with martial arts, has a history of thousands of years, but also from the establishment of the Dawu Dynasty, martial arts has developed rapidly, with three lists of heaven, earth and people, spread for five hundred years!"
The old man smiled, revealing a mouth full of black and yellow teeth: "And about a thousand years ago, there were hundreds of small countries in this land, fighting each other endlessly, and there was no martial arts inheritance, and martial arts at that time were just simple fighting skills. β
Zhong Shenxiu nodded in understanding, and automatically substituted into the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
"At that time, there was a small country, whose name was 'mourning', and the lord of the country was mourning, which was passed down for seven generations." The old man continued: "This seventh generation of martyrs has some wonderful ideas, putting forward the idea of equalizing the rich and the poor, dividing the land into households, treating the people and the people equally, and the nobles breaking the law and the common people are guilty of the same crime, and they have also set up paper-making, wrought iron and other ......."
Zhong Shenxiu was shocked: 'Do this in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? Isn't this a traverser? β
He hurriedly asked, "What happened later?" β
"Later, the paper and wrought iron were not made, the people were in turmoil, and the surrounding countries took the opportunity to attack, and lost sixteen cities in one go, leaving only the last national capital, which struggled to hold on to ......"
The old man smiled strangely.
'The heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper, this is a model of the eye and the hand...... But it's normal, it's not just a random person who crosses, he comes with a big encyclopedia, and if he is one step ahead of the times, he will become a madman......' Zhong Shenxiu nodded secretly: "Then this person betrays his relatives and leaves, how to turn the tables?" β
If there is no reversal, this person probably will not be remembered, and there are still people to tell about it thousands of years later.
"At that time, there were tens of thousands of enemy troops, and after three years of siege, the national capital was about to be broken...... At this moment, in the city of the army, there was an epidemic! The old man's voice was ethereal.
In ancient times, there were wars, besieging the city for several years, and then being broken when the food in the city was eaten, and it was everywhere.
And when there are many dead people, the plague will follow, which is even more normal.
"That epidemic was pox!"
"Pox?" Zhong Shenxiu was stunned for a moment, and compared with the symptoms in Xun Liuyi's memory, he immediately understood, that is smallpox, don't look at it, it has long been stifled by modern medicine, but in ancient times, it was a real and virulent infectious disease, and the fatality rate could reach 30%!
"This pox disease first spread from the city, and quickly spread to the enemy army outside the city, with heavy casualties, so all countries retreated one after another, and the dead country escaped from death...... "The old man's voice returned to calm: "However, that generation of martyrs did not stop, but claimed to have been blessed by the bull god, built the bull god monarch temple, blessed by it, was not afraid of pox, established a thousand troops, began to regain lost territory, and even attacked other countries instead, the armies of various countries were plagued by epidemics, and the army of the dead country was safe and sound, so they were invincible, and even every place they went, they did not need to attack the city, The soldiers and civilians in the city directly asked for surrender, all for fear of being infected with the plague...... As a result, the Mourning Kingdom leaped forward, dominated the world, established the Mourning Dynasty, and established the Niushenjun Temple, but the second generation died in sixty years......"
Zhong Shenxiu's expression became even more eccentric: "Smallpox, cowpox, immunity...... Damn, this is a pretending god to hide the truth about the pox, right? This Martyr is a traverser, and he has even done biochemical warfare. β
Facts have proved that as a person who has traveled through ancient times, he does not know how to make paper, does not understand crop farming, does not know how to wrought iron, does not know how to lead soldiers, and he has no personality charm, all of which have nothing to do with it!
As long as you rely on advanced vision and knowledge, you can seize a little opportunity, and you can turn over!
is the lower limit of this martyr, which is really a little lower.
Zhong Shenxiu knew when he thought about it, this person not only immunized his own army, but also took the initiative to broadcast smallpox to open the way with the plague, otherwise it would not have been possible to win so smoothly.
'In ancient times, it was simply whimsical to carry out vaccines, and only this method of cowpox was the most convenient......
It's just that it feels a little too smooth, maybe the smallpox mortality rate and contagion rate in this world is higher? β
'However, even if you conquer the world with the plague, it is useless, and the traverser will be finished as soon as he dies......
Zhong Shenxiu asked, "Why did you lose the country in sixty years?" β
"Hehe, how can the people not be angry when they use the plague to plague the world? The ancestor of this dynasty rose up, and the martial arts were passed through the gods, and the martial arts were created, everyone could refine the qi and strengthen the body, and they were not afraid of the plague, and later broke through the capital of the Dead Dynasty, and killed all the bloodlines of the Dead Monarch...... The Dynasty has been extinguished here, but it is the temple of the cow god, which has been built all over the world, and is the god of the disease......"
The old man slowly explained the origin of the Niu Shenjun Temple, and Zhong Shenxiu was a little embarrassed when he heard it.
This martyr is also Xiu'er!
He looked at the image of the god monarch with a bull-headed body, wearing a robe and holding a jade plate, and suddenly felt a little emotional.
Bang!
At this moment, there was a muffled sound in the sky, and the rain poured down.
In the rainstorm, the old man stuffed a steamed bun for the girl in red, and said slowly: "There are even rumors that it is about the Taizu of this dynasty who created martial arts, and he also got the dream of a god, and even, it is also this bull god!" Therefore, the death dynasty is dead, and the belief in Niu Shenjun is still there, but most people think it is nonsense......"
"I think so too......"
Zhong Shenxiu nodded, otherwise there would be a big problem with this Niu Shenjun.
"What happened thousands of years ago is now a clichΓ©...... It's hard to find that you're still interested in listening. The old man smiled and continued to bake steamed buns: "Don't you really want to taste it?" β
"Thank you, I got it."
Zhong Shenxiu smiled and declined.
At this moment, the door of the small temple was broken and pushed open, and a big man wearing a strong suit, carrying a long knife, and dressed as a person in the rivers and lakes walked in.
Seeing that there were already three people inside, he also seemed to be slightly taken aback, and immediately ignored it, and found a corner to rest and shelter from the rain.
'This ruined temple in the wilderness is also a collision with evil today, so many people? β
Zhong Shenxiu secretly rolled his eyes and looked at the old man: "The night is long, it's boring to talk about history, let's talk about the rivers and lakes, I'm very interested in the list that day." β
"Those who can be famous in the sky are all supreme grandmasters, with unpredictable abilities, but one punch breaks the mountain, one palm breaks the river, and even reverses death and life, I can see it at a glance is to accumulate eight lifetimes of good fortune, I dare not say, I dare not say it......" The old man waved his hand again and again.
Zhong Shenxiu was dumbfounded: "Is this still a martial artist?" There is something wrong with this Jianghu! β