Under the dim butter lamp, Fan Yuntian held a futon in his arms and a mythological novel called "The Story of the Heavenly Court" and read it with great pleasure, while An Ran sat cross-legged on the bed and used the 'Contemplation' skill to begin to inspect the belly of his game character.

At this moment, he was walking on a hillside, and some small trees appeared on the mountain, which made the hill no longer as bare as before. Looking down the mountain, it was still desolate, and the red earth was mixed with some red rivers flowing slowly, like the meridians in the flesh and blood. It's a lot better than it used to be, at least the skies aren't as grey and cloudy as they used to be.

The wind rose, and An Ran, who was as small as a mustard seed, flew into the sky like a goose feather, and at this moment he had the ability to control the breeze, so he was not blown around by the wind like the first time, and he didn't know where he went.

He left the mountain, and came to a slowly flowing river, An Ran was surprised to find that there was a small green grass on the river beach, and there was still a purple mist floating on the river, although the river was still red, it had become much clearer than before.

An Ran squatted down and was about to gently tease a small grass like bean sprouts with her fingers, when suddenly a woman's coquettish voice came from the river.

"Where is the monster? Dare to break into my veins and steal my fairy grass! ”

A huge paw print was caught in the air from the river with a gangfeng, and An Ran hurriedly slipped out and thought: "Oops, Lao Tzu's game character's belly is probably going to be caught." "But the paw prints disappeared without a trace as they caught the riverbank.

A flat boat came from the river, and a woman in red flew up from the boat and headed straight for An Ran.

An Ran saw her green silk fluttering in the wind, snow-white neck and graceful figure, so she stood on the ground and smiled at the red beauty getting closer and closer to her.

She swept in front of An Ran like a shock, her extremely beautiful face was originally like frost, but after seeing an acquaintance she hadn't seen for a long time, she immediately stretched her eyebrows and said in surprise: "Ah! It's you, how could it be you? Then she suddenly felt as if she was a little out of shape, and then clasped her hands and bent her knees slightly to give a blessing salute: "Qingyun has seen Gongzi!" ”

"Why can't it be me?" An Ran asked with a smile: "Li Qingyun, isn't it okay for your son-in-law to enter my own womb?" ”

"No," Li Qingyun smiled and waved her hand, "It stands to reason that Gongzi can't enter the world in his womb before building the fetal realm—ah!" Could it be that Childe's cultivation has reached the fetal realm? Yes, yes, otherwise the changes here would not be so big, the water of the river has become much clearer this day, and fairy grass can still be cultivated on the bank. The woman muttered to herself.

"It's not even close!" An Ran looked up at the slowly flowing river, "I'm only level 67 now, oh!" According to your words, I was touching the threshold of the Dan Realm, and I was able to enter because I had a special skill. ”

"I see, Childe is a god who naturally has a place that is different from ordinary people." Since An Ran didn't say what skill he used, Li Qingyun wouldn't ask.

"Where does this river lead?" An Ran asked.

"Danhai," Li Qingyun explained, "I once read in a book that said that a cultivator has a chaotic fruit in his abdomen, and the chaotic fruit opens, and the husk rises to the heavenly flesh and descends to the earth, and the juice is a river, carrying the kernel to a lower place to form the Danhai. ”

"This is the formation of heaven and earth? Is it so mysterious? An Ran smiled: "Regarding the formation of heaven and earth, Childe, I have another version of the story Qingyun, do you want to hear it?" ”

"Qingyun listens to you!" She hadn't spoken to anyone for months, and the woman seemed happy.

"A long, long time ago, the heavens and the earth were not separated, and the universe was in chaos. There was a giant named Pangu who slept in this chaos for 18,000 years. One day Pangu suddenly woke up, and when he saw that it was dark around him, he picked up his big axe and slashed at the darkness in front of him. Hearing only a loud noise, the chaos gradually separated, and the light and clear things slowly rose into the sky, and the heavy and turbid things slowly descended and became the earth. After the heavens and the earth were separated, Pangu was afraid that they would still be together, so he put his head on the sky and kicked the ground with his feet. I don't know how many years have passed, the sky and the earth have gradually taken shape, and Pangu has also become tired. His breath became wind and clouds, his voice became thunder, his eyes became the sun and the moon, his limbs became the east, west, north and south poles of the earth, his skin became the vast earth, his blood became rivers, and his sweat became rain and dew that moistened all things. An Ran copied the story from Baidu in her own world and slowly said it to Li Qingyun, the martyr of the river.

"The story of the formation of heaven and earth is much more plausible than what I have seen in books!" Li Qingyun frowned slightly after laughing, "It's just that this person named Pangu is so tired and lonely." Childe, you are a divine envoy, is this story the real history of the formation of the big world outside? This Pangu is also a real god-man in ancient times? ”

"How do you let Lao Tzu answer," An Ran thought, "That's the myth and legend of Lao Tzu's world about the formation of heaven and earth, and your world was made by the game developers of our world, a holographic virtual online game that runs through computers and networks, and the terminal server is powered off and the network is disconnected, and the Huaxia mastermind is in shock, heaven and earth are in nothingness, and this world is finished." ”

But he wouldn't tell her how their world was formed, because not every NPC was Fan Yuntian, and Li Qingyun, who was reborn as a female ghost, probably wouldn't understand it at all.

"Probably!" An Ran made up a lie, "I don't know because of the long time, but later there was a goddess named 'Nuwa', she felt that the world was too lonely, so she had the heart to create people, so there were human beings in the world, and Qingyun's current you seem to be which Nuwa." ”

He originally meant to ridicule, but when he said this, the handsome young man's heart suddenly felt a chill, "Could it be that Li Qingyun and Huang Haihao are going to give birth to a lot of little dolls in the belly of Lao Tzu's game character after all?" An Ran thought.

Where did Li Qingyun know An Ran's true thoughts? She was just very interested in the story of Nuwa's creation of people, so she begged her son-in-law to tell it to her, so An Ran copied the story on Baidu and gave her a serious review.

"I'm not as beautiful as Nuwa Niangniang," the woman in red said a little lost, "but Qingyun can feel Nuwa Niangniang's loneliness." ”

"Don't you still have Haihao?" An Ran blurted out, "Why aren't you all together?" ”

"Who is Hai Hao?" Li Qingyun was puzzled, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I don't know it." ”

"It turns out that her personality has changed drastically, and she has indeed forgotten many things in the past." An Ran put his hands behind his back and looked up at a bulging mountain in the distance, "It's probably a kind of luck to be able to forget all the sorrows!" ”

"A scholar in a green shirt," An Ran said with a smile, "He is also in the womb of the child!" Probably on that distant mountain, I have not seen him in my several trips to the inner world. Qingyun, if you see him, you will definitely like him, because he can't help but be handsome and talented. ”

"It's him! Guardian of the Mountain. Speaking of this, the woman's face blushed slightly, "I remember, the first time the slave maid entered the inner world of the child, she saw a person standing on a hillside, that person seemed to call himself Huang Haihao, and I came to the river after a while, and I never saw him again." ”

"You really haven't broken the edge, it seems that you really want to give birth to a little doll in the belly of 'An Ran', but if you give birth to a little doll, you will give birth to a little doll!" He was happy when he thought of this, "What's wrong with having a lover who eventually becomes a family?" ”

"Childe, what are you laughing at?" Li Qingyun asked prettyly.

"I'm thinking! One day, the story that happened after our Qingyun and Haihao met will definitely be very exciting. An Ran teased.

"Childe laughed at the slave maid." The woman in red has a peach blossom face.

They walked along the river for a while, and An Ran saw that a mountain had risen on the ground a hundred miles away that was much higher than the other mountains, and the mountain was steep and seemed to be filled with clouds and mist, and it was like a giant beast looming under the gray sky.

"What's the name of the mountain?" An Ran pointed to the distant mountains and asked.

"The slave maid doesn't know what the name of that mountain is," Li Qingyun cautiously bowed down and replied: "Qingyun is the martyr of the river, mainly to help the prince take care of the rivers of this heaven and earth, and the current cultivation is still low, and she needs to constantly absorb the qi of the water and can't leave the river too far." ”

"You don't want to be so restrained, okay?" An Ran persuaded: "You Li Qingyun is Li Qingyun is not anyone's slave, I am An Ran is not anyone's master, we will say okay when we meet for the first time, we are friends, you can call me An Ran, you can also call me Gongzi, and then I will be angry if I am a slave and slave." ”

"It's Childe! Qingyun remembered. Li Qingyun is very grateful to be able to treat himself as a friend, but in fact he is his master.

"Where is the Danhai you said earlier? Can you show me around? ”

"Childe is going to Danhai?" The woman in red had a difficult face.

"What's the problem?" An Ran asked.

"Qingyun's boat can't carry the son," Li Qingyun said guiltily: "You can go there, but going to Danhai is like walking a thousand mountains and miles outside, and it will take a lot of time, if the son has enough time, we can walk along the river, and we can reach Danhai in about two or three months." ”

"So long?" An Ran smacked his tongue.

"Yes! It will take me a few days to go to Danhai in a boat made of condensed water qi, and if Childe can fly against the wind, it will probably take much shorter, but in this case, with Qingyun's current cultivation, he will not be able to accompany Childe to fly side by side. ”

"Forget it!" An Ran gave up the plan to go to the so-called Danhai to have a look, "Wait for me to be more powerful in the future, time is more than enough to go to Danhai, Qingyun I will leave and come to see you and Haihao next time." ”

"Childe, is this going to leave the world in the womb?" Li Qingyun was a little reluctant.

Seeing her son-in-law this is the first time she has said so many words in a few months, except for seeing the man in green shirt on the top of the mountain and leaving in a hurry after saying a word, she li qingyun is here today for the first time.

"Qingyun take care!" An Ran hugged her fists and said goodbye, "Your son-in-law will come often in the future." ”

"Childe take care!" A beautiful woman dressed in red and wearing a garland also saluted him with a fist, and then watched the handsome old man fly away a little lonely.

She's lonely most of the time, but she's better than the Nuwa Niangniang in that story, right? Since childhood, there is an old man called Gongzi who will come to visit him and talk to him, and at least there is a scholar in a green shirt who stays in the same world as him.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun was relieved, and the beautiful woman smiled at the sky and flew back to her boat.

What about An Ran? He was still flying in the air, and after seeing many large and small hillsides, he never saw Huang Haihao's figure, and finally the young man had to choose to close his eyes and open his eyes again.

On the bed, Fan Yuntian had fallen asleep with a book in his hand, An Ran controlled his game character to cover him with a quilt and then chose to go offline.

******

The next morning, before the morning sun had broken through the clouds, Hammer Mountain was still enveloped in mist.

There were dozens of iron horsemen galloping towards the Cockscomb Ridge from the racetrack of the northern city wall, the sound of hooves was like thunder shaking the valley, and the men and horses were as fierce as walking on the ground. In the end, these dozens of iron horses galloped to the vast desert palace of Jiguanling, and with a long cry, the horses immediately retracted their hooves and stood obediently on the open space at the entrance of the palace.

The man at the head of the group wore a coarse cloth shirt with a sword hanging from his waist, and he was eight feet long and strong. This person looked dignified and majestic, black as a long night, under the sword eyebrows, a pair of narrow eyes slightly glanced at the soldiers standing at the gate of the palace, and then turned over and dismounted.

This person is none other than Li Jiazhen, the eldest prince who disguised himself as Li Dabao and walked a long distance with An Ran and Fan Yuntian.

At this time, a number of soldiers had already come forward to salute with their fists: "Welcome the marshal back home!" They shouted in unison.

Li Jiazhen nodded slightly, threw the horsewhip to one of the guards, let these guards lead the horses to the stable, and led the black-armored general behind him to stride towards the palace.

This is not like the palace of the palace, frankly speaking, it does not have the kind of pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, doorways and corridors, there are no strange stones in the courtyard, there are no rockeries in the hall, and there are no maids standing in the hall. In its place was the watchtower with soldiers; an arsenal full of armor and swords; a council chamber with a map; and a martial arts arena paved with white stones.

It didn't feel like a home at all, it had only cold weapons and a sleek-looking sergeant.

If you have to find a place in this place that is a bit like the word 'home', then only a hundred meters out of the fence on the left side of the palace, there is a house paved with green tiles, where his wife and daughter of Li Jiazhen live, this is the most gentle place in the entire Guangmo Palace.

"Generals, please be seated!" Li Jiazhen ordered as he stepped into the council chamber, and then he continued to the stone wall where the map was hung, where there was a wooden chair that belonged to him and an old man in gray with a decree in both hands.

"When did the Emperor's will come? Mr. Ng. The eldest prince Li Jiazhen asked.

"Marshal, the emperor's decree was delivered to the palace by the military department at noon yesterday."

Li Jiazhen nodded and immediately knelt down, raised his hands above his head, and the old man with white hair handed over the holy decree in his hand.

Li Jiazhen took the holy decree and slowly stood up and opened it, only to see the bright yellow cloth scroll written: "The Emperor of Heaven carries the edict and says: Li Jiazhen, the king of Guangmo and the generalissimo of the Northern Desert, is ordered to gather troops and horses to prepare for the western expedition from now on, and there must be no mistake." ’

The short number is concise and to the point, but it must be obeyed, this is the holy decree, and it is the military order of Emperor Jinhui to his son, who sits in the northern frontier of the Jin Kingdom.

After reading the holy decree, the eldest prince frowned, then pinched the holy decree in his hand and said to the generals sitting with a wry smile: "Generals, we are going to war. ”

The men sitting on the wooden chairs, wearing iron armor and steel helmets, buzzed and exploded, and some even bounced off their seats.

"What? Going to war? I heard you right, Marshal. A bearded man with a scar on his face asked in surprise.

"General Bai heard it right, and Marshal Ben didn't say it wrong." Li Jiazhen shook the holy decree in his hand, "The holy decree is like a mountain, the generals will send orders from now on to prepare grain, grass and soldiers and horses to prepare for war!" This must be done. As for when to set off for the west, when to attack, when to defend, and how to fight, these are the things we need to discuss next. ”

"Marshal Qiyu!" Another general stood up and clenched his fists, "As the soldiers and generals stationed at the border pass, we are naturally not afraid of fighting, and I believe that the marshal can formulate a complete set of battle plans, but ...... It's just that we don't have much surplus of grain and grass materials, and if the army gathers and goes to the west in March and May, it's fine, if it drags on for a year and a half, don't the soldiers want to take bark and grass roots? I guess that's what General Bai is worried about! ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! The generals talked one after another.

Li Jiazhen looked at them, and then at the old man in gray standing beside him.

"What does Mr. Wu think?" He asked.

"Will the marshal be allowed to speak out?" Wu Xingkai pinched his beard and said with a smile.

"Why did you say that, sir?" The burly man looked at him, "Here you are my husband Li Jiazhen, and also the military advisor of the soldiers, don't say it bluntly, what's the harm in scolding us vulgar men behind closed doors?" ”

"It's okay to open the door and smash our ass." A tall and thin general quipped.

The generals laughed.

"In the old man's opinion, His Majesty's decree this time seems to be a little hasty, but it is not," Wu Xingkai did not laugh with them, but said seriously, "Your Majesty is also familiar with the way of leading troops to fight, why do you want us to gather soldiers and horses at this time?" ”

"What do you mean, sir?" Li Jiazhen asked.

The generals in the hall stopped joking and listened.

"Let's not talk about the shortage of military supplies, just to gather grain and grass soldiers to prepare for war," the old man drew a circle on the map on the wall with his thin fingers: "Such a large place, so many soldiers need to be deployed, and it will take about ten years to assemble together, and it will take at least two decades for the grain and grass materials of the Northeast Second Battalion, Feidu Point, and Tieji City to be transported to the Xizi Battalion, which will take a month." In other words, if we start preparing from now until the army begins to set off, it will not be until the middle of August at the earliest. And then if we go here," the old man was not tall, so Li Jiazhen handed him a wooden stick, "Purr Grassland, that is, the border of the Rohan Kingdom, think about what time it was?" ”

"It's early winter," the eldest prince Li Jiazhen blurted out, "that's the day when the north wind will start howling." ”

"That's right," Wu Xingkai nodded, "At that time, once our army does not capture any of the cities in the Wuthering Grassland, our soldiers will definitely endure the severe cold in the wilderness, which is against the sky, and it is impossible for the emperor not to notice." ”

"If we go out immediately," someone said, "the best time to go out would be in March next year." ”

"General Shi said it well! The time of the expedition is in March next year, which is what the emperor meant. Wu Xingkai continued: "The emperor left us enough time to point troops on the battlefield, as for the preparation of grain and grass, vehicles, armor, knives and guns, bows and crossbows, horses and other military supplies actually took several months, after the autumn harvest, Shansong County, Laiwang County, Shanbei County, the grain and grass stored in Feidu Point and Tieji City, plus the grain and grass distributed by the imperial court can support the army outside for a year's combat time, but if the battle is too long, then our food is really not enough. ”

Hearing him say this, the generals in the hall were a little relieved, and the problem that everyone was most worried about was that they rushed to send troops regardless of the time and location when the armaments and materials were not sufficient, which was a taboo for soldiers.

"If we set out in March next year," the eldest prince paced slowly, "then we should be able to arrive at the Wuxiao Grassland in early April, and that should be the most comfortable season for our northern soldiers in the wilderness." The weather is getting warmer and the rainy weather has not yet arrived, so we must take the Ulaanbari City on the Haichuan Pass in one go and repair it in situ as a pass, and take the grain and grass materials in the enemy's city to support the army for several months. ”

"Yes," the old man nodded, "those who make good use of the soldiers, no longer serve in the army, and the food will not last for three years; It is used for the country, because the food is for the enemy, so the military food can be sufficient. You must know that the poverty of the country is far from the teacher, and the people are poor when they are far away. The emperor is the ruler of a country, and it is impossible for a conquest to plunge the country into poverty and make the people hungry and cold. Therefore, when we send troops to the west, we pay attention to the speed of a soldier, and under the current conditions, neither the imperial court nor the local government can transport grain and grass to the front line on a large scale several times. If the army can't be attacked for a long time, then don't say that the enemy is waiting for work, even if the lack of materials can put us in a predicament, it is good to break the feather and return to it. In order to avoid this situation, the emperor would only tour the south before. ”

"Father is wise!" Li Jiazhen clasped her fists and sighed: "Personally inspect the situation on the southern border to decide whether we can send troops to Rohan, let the southern army form a whip to drive the barbarians of the Rohan Kingdom to flee to the north, and then we will sit in the Wuxiao Grassland, and use the special narrow terrain formed by the Qingyun Mountains and the Haoyun Mountains to imprison the enemy army and annihilate Weng Zhong in one fell swoop." In this way, the enemy army who has lost their armor is exhausted, and we will wait for work, but this war will suffer the brothers in the south. ”

"Whether it is in terms of time, location, or combat intentions, the southern army is much more tired than our northern desert army, they are the destroyers who will definitely be tired from running around, fortunately they are from the south to the north, the time is from winter to summer, and the journey is from the south to the north." The dignified-looking General Jin Wanzhong said frankly.

"So everyone," Li Jiazhen glanced at the generals with his eyes, "the dirty work is done by the Southern Army, if we can't even capture a few cities on the whistling grassland by then.......

"Then the marshal plucked the heads of our men and used them for the night," said one of them, pointing to his own head, "because it is useless." ”

The crowd applauded.

"The generals will prepare supplies immediately after returning to the various stations, General Jin and General Bai will be responsible for keeping an eye on the gates of the second battalion in the northeast, and the idle people will no longer be allowed to pass, and they must always be aware of the movements of the foreign herdsmen on the plains, and those who leak our army's preparations for war will be decided. In addition, General Bai and the Dongzi battalion where you are located are the closest to Feidu Point, and the preparation and transportation of bows and crossbows and horses need to be dispatched and arranged by the Bai family. ”

"The last general commands!" The two generals slammed the iron armor on their chests with their fists, which was the warrior's oath.

After they discussed some information about the marching route, the management of the army detachments, and the current situation of the soldiers, the dozens of generals left the Guangmo Palace.

"Marshal," Wu Xingkai took out an envelope with sealed wax from his bosom and respectfully handed it to Li Jiazhen, "This is a letter from the emperor to you." ”

He took the letter he handed over, and didn't read it immediately, but asked leisurely: "Mr. Wu, what do you think of our dispatch to the Rohan Kingdom this time-it's okay for you and me to talk about it here." ”

"Hey! Not optimistic! The gray-shirted old man stroked his beard and sighed, "The soldiers are right, we are short of supplies, especially the Southern Army, which is going to be the main attacker. The old man didn't question the emperor's strategic policy, if we let Dajin recuperate for another ten years, it would be much safer to send troops to recover the land in the west at that time, I don't know why the emperor is in such a hurry? ”

"Maybe it's because the sudden appearance of many adventurers has disrupted my father's plan!" Li Jiazhen walked out slowly: "Since he wants to fight, whether as a minister or a son, I, Li Jiazhen, must be the toughest knife in my father's hands - Mr. must accompany me for a few drinks!" Jiazhen hasn't eaten the back pot meat made by her husband for a long time! ”

The gray-robed old man laughed, he and he have been in the Northern Desert for almost fifteen years, only when he is alone with himself, he is the honest and upright prince who is still a little greedy, and he, the king of the Guangmo, is actually very tired and tired.

"Because of what?" Li Jiazhen walked side by side with Wu Xingkai behind his hands, he thought: "Because my father's time is actually running out, how he wants to see the banner of Dajin fluttering on the western grassland before closing his eyes!" ”

Fifteen years ago, on a midsummer night, a royal boy dressed in brocade strayed into the tomb where his ancestors were buried, and he saw a portrait on the stone wall of the tomb, and said to his father who was kneeling on the ground, 'Can I give you sixteen years to live?' At that time, Emperor Jinhui, who was strong and strong, only knelt down to receive the decree, although he knew it, he did not dare to look at his son, and then the eldest prince Li Jiazhen, who was only fifteen years old, was driven to the north by his father.

On an old locust tree stood a little girl wearing a plaid shirt and holding a slingshot, this round-faced little girl who was about to climb the tree to dig out the bird's nest looked very happy to see the two people who stepped into the yard, so she gave up the plan to dig the bird's nest and jumped directly from the high branch.

"Who's coming? Get your name in! She aimed a slingshot that was not covered in stones at Li Jiazhen's head, and the little girl puffed out her cheeks and tilted her head to look at her father.

"Grandpa Wu must not be rude here!" Li Jiayu pretended to be warm, but her eyes were full of love, looking at this mischievous little cat.

"Humph!" The little girl with pigtails first made a face at them, and then threw herself into Li Jiazhen's arms.