It wasn't until the afternoon that Luo Guanzhong woke up and thanked me again and again.

"Listening to my brother's words is better than studying hard for ten years! Xiaosheng decided not to pursue fame anymore, and now he will return to his hometown to finish this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and then create another "The Legend of the Water Margin Heroes".

The old village chief persuaded him to stay for one night, after all, it was close to evening at this time, not to mention that the road was not easy to walk, and there were many robbers and robbers nearby.

Luo Guanzhong thanked him again, and actually laughed.

"I'm just a scholar, and I have this box of books all over my body, so why should I be afraid of bandits?"

Seeing that he was so stubborn, the neighbors of Xuejia Village no longer persuaded him, prepared some dry food for him, and sent him out of the village.

I also wanted to use the Ring of She to travel back to the twenty-first century quickly, but I felt that I was just leaving, and I owed the old man and the three of them a big favor.

In the era they live in, as ordinary ordinary people, they can eat enough, even if it is a luxury, the old lady even made half a pot of noodles for me.

It's not just a meal.

It's better to ......

I decided to stay one night and give their son Zhiming a "sermon".

I stayed at his house in the evening, and of course the village chief sent a lot of food, the meaning was very clear, and it was still an expression of gratitude.

After dinner, I sat in the courtyard with the three of them.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground, mottled piece by piece, I looked up and saw the jade plate-like moon hanging in the sky, I couldn't help but sigh, the ancient moon is really big!

"Brother Zhiming, do you want to learn something?" I paused for a moment and asked, "What are you interested in?" ”

What I think is that as a person in the future, I can teach him a little bit of technology that didn't exist at that time, and I can benefit him for the rest of my life.

Zhiming scratched his head, thought for a moment, and noticed my waist.

"Brother Liu, is that thing called a gun?"

I smiled and nodded, pulled it out, turned off the bolt, and handed it over.

Zhiming's face suddenly blossomed.

"Big brother was like a magic trick just now, holding a finger, and after a loud bang, his beard fell!"

I saw that he was interested in guns, and I thought I would teach him how to make gunpowder. ”

This is still when I was in junior college, I went to school in elective courses, and I always thought it was useless, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Zhiming listened very carefully, and the more he listened, the more excited he became, and in the end, his mouth couldn't close. I love Search.com

The two talked until eleven p.m. When he went back to the house to sleep, Zhiming was still muttering that he would test a few more times and strive to create more powerful explosives, and it was best to blow up half of Nanjing City!

These words made me stunned, and I thought to myself, why do I want to bomb Nanjing City. Thinking about it again, the Ming Dynasty seems to call the city of Beijing Nanjing-the capital!

When I thought about it again, I was even more shocked.

Why did he want to bomb the city of Beijing! I know this is a joke, but the point is that there was indeed a shocking explosion in the Ming Dynasty, as if it was known as the "Apocalypse Big Bang".

Could it be that this explosion has something to do with Zhiming?

When I think about it, it's not right!

The Apocalypse Big Bang is at least a hundred years away from the thirteenth year of Wanli, and Zhiming is already in his twenties, so he won't be able to live for eighty or ninety years!

On the sixth day of the fifth month of the sixth year of the Ming Dynasty's Apocalypse, at 9 a.m. on the second day of the Dragon Boat Festival, a bizarre explosion occurred in the area near the gunpowder depot of Wang Gongchang in the southwest corner of the capital.

The explosion area with a radius of 750 meters and an area of 2.25 square kilometers was caused, and more than 20,000 people were killed and injured. According to later estimates, the power of the explosion was about 10,000 to 20,000 tons of yellow explosives.

Since the ancient books mentioning the Wang Gongchang incident all record the bizarre phenomena suspected to be caused by strong earthquakes, tornadoes, meteorites and even supernatural forces, such as the huge sound spreading for hundreds of miles, the sky is as dark as night, the house is turbulent, and the Ganoderma lucidum-like smoke clouds are suspected to be caused by strong earthquakes, tornadoes, meteorites and even supernatural forces, the explosion of the powder magazine alone is not enough, and after the incident, the injured and corpses near the explosion area are swept away and their clothes are swept away, leaving them naked and naked, which casts a layer of mystery on this catastrophe.

The explosion of Wang Gongchang, the "Dead Hill" incident in India, and the Tunguska explosion in Siberia, Russia on June 30, 1908 are known as the mystery of the world's three natural disasters.

At the time of the explosion, "the sky was clear and cloudless".

A muffled thunderous roar came from the northeast, and the rumbling sound gradually moved southwest. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the dust in the sky suddenly surged up within a radius of more than ten miles from Wang Gong's factory, and then the sky darkened, and it was shrouded in darkness after a while.

People only felt that the earth shook violently, tens of thousands of houses collapsed, and many large trees were uprooted. The elephant house near Wang Gong's factory was collapsed, and the elephants fled in a hurry.

People were shocked, Wang Gongchang roared again, and the ground suddenly burst out, and two large pits more than ten zhang deep appeared. I saw clouds of smoke rising from the pit, rolling away in the northeast direction.

There is a 5,000-pound stone lion on Shijuma Street that was thrown out of Shunchengmen (now Xuanwu Gate).

In the area of Xi'an City Gate, iron slag the size of rice grains flies and splashes in the air, and in the area of Chang'an Street, people fall from the air from time to time, and some only have eyebrows and noses, especially outside the Desheng Gate.

In the territory of Miyun, more than 20 big trees actually flew in. What is even more incredible is that many of the dead and wounded, men and women, young and old, were "naked".

Within the scope of the center of the explosion, the sedan chairs of officials Xue Fengxiang, Fang Zhuangli, and Wu Zhongwei who were walking on the street were damaged, and many people were injured; Dong Kewei, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, broke his arms, and He Tingshu and Pan Yunyi were shocked to death at home.

The female sedan chair walking on the street of Cheng'en Temple, only to see that the sedan chair was broken in the center of the street, and the female guest and the sedan chair driver were gone. Outside the central area was also affected by strong shock waves.

At that time, the emperor felt a big earthquake, got up and rushed out of the Qianqing Palace and went straight to the Jiaotai Palace, at this time, "the mandarin tile of the Jianji Palace sills fell", the head and brain of the servant in the middle burst out, and "the throne of the Qianqing Palace, the imperial case all overturned", the craftsmen who were building the main hall were "2,000 people who fell down due to the earthquake, all became meat bags".

According to historical records, there were witnesses at that time, and after hearing a loud noise, the earth shook, and a black mist similar to mushrooms rose into the sky, gathered into the air, and then dispersed.

It wasn't until hundreds of years later, when the Tungulas explosion, that people saw the description of "mushroom-shaped" smoke again, and time flashed again, and in the forties of the twentieth century, the United States dropped two atomic bombs on Japan, and this time more people saw "mushroom-shaped" clouds.

Some scholars think of the Ming Dynasty's apocalypse explosion, and a new idea emerges: it was not the explosion of the powder magazine, but the power of atomic energy.