Ten miles of foreign field, the lights are red and green, and the singing and dancing are leveling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps......"

The old record on the gramophone flutters the melodious tune of "Night Shanghai"; The lights of the dance party are full of lights, dresses and horse coats.

This is Shanghai Tang, the Shanghai Tang of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China!

The foreign ships and gunboats moored on the Bund, the busy wharf where steam steamers and canopy sailboats coexist, the roll-up corridor-style bungalows built along the river, and the large and small alleys and rain alleys in Shikumen constitute a magical city where elegance and arrogance coexist, and trendiness and conservatism are intertwined.

It's the best of times and it's the worst of times.

At this time, Shanghai Tang, with its open commercial port, coexisted with China and the West, and lived in all directions, becoming the Oriental Magic City full of opportunities for sudden wealth in the eyes of countless foreign adventurers.

At this time, Shanghai Beach is also a luxurious and prosperous place full of drowsy gold-threaded rat tails, staggering small-footed women, and muddy and numb homeless people.

This is a dark era before the dawn of the old empire, but also an era of constant confrontation between conservative and trendy, reform and conservatism, revolution and conservatism.

Dugufeng quietly descended on Shanghai Beach in this era, and her arrival did not alarm any existence.

The glittering mansions, the dazzling shop signs, the trams passing along the streets, the fake foreign devils in suits and leather shoes, the fashionable cheongsam women, the flat-headed students who come and go in a hurry, the rickshaw drivers walking the streets, the down-and-out hawkers selling the hot sugar-fried chestnuts, the newsboys hawking along the streets, the shoeshine workers waiting for business, and the beggars and homeless people in ragged clothes...... Together, they form a picture of troubled times.

Breathing in the air full of history, Dugufeng couldn't help but sigh softly, Shanghai Tang in this era, China in this era, is in one of the darkest and most dangerous eras in history.

People are born, old, sick and die, the world has growth, life, destruction and emptiness, and a civilization also has an inherent cycle of prosperity and decline. Chinese civilization has had a vigorous and vigorous pioneering era of overcoming obstacles and forging ahead, an era of conquest of golden iron horses, majestic domineering and trampling on all directions, and a prosperous era of brilliant civilization, all countries coming to the dynasty and common respect at home. Naturally, there is also a dark age of war, warlord secession, and alien invasion.

It's not that all this can't be changed, it's just that God helps the self-helper, a country, a race, a civilization, when it encounters danger, it needs to be saved by the immortal Buddha beyond the world, then this civilization will never mature, and will always be just a flower in a greenhouse, a baby in swaddling clothes.

For an ancient and mature civilization, Dugufeng has always trusted and expected, although the China of this era, although it is sinking, although it is outdated, but it does not need her extra intervention to save, the most corrupt mud is often pregnant with the seeds of new life, and the darkest and deepest place will burst out of the purest light.

An era has a protagonist of an era, and this era must also have heroes and protagonists that belong to her, and there is no need for Dugufeng to intervene to change.

"Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps......"

The lazy and melodious night Shanghai, accompanied by Dugufeng's stroll, looms in this unique charm of Oriental Paris.

I sang to myself and listened to me, the song of Shanghai at night had not yet been born at this time, but Dugufeng thought of it, it was born naturally, and naturally merged into the natural sounds of the universe.

This kind of picture scroll of inadvertently bowing down to all things and respecting heaven and earth is not only because Dugufeng is a ten-star existence that transcends the world, but also because she is the land of Shenzhou, the earth Gaia, and the great god of the earth who is united with the consciousness of the humane Alayah and the earth Gaia. The whole planet, both material and spiritual, is nothing but a manifestation of her will.

Unconsciously, Dugufeng stopped in front of a gallery. It is a typical gallery-style building, with large corridors and balconies, and portraits hanging from transparent glass windows.

And what attracted Dugufeng's attention was the several portraits hanging on the glass window. A naïve girl with slightly curly silver hair and a cheerful expression playing among the flowers; The sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, the short hair is handsome, and the eyebrows are full of strong and arrogant sword-wielding women; and a girl dressed in white and lightly furned, although she simply stood on top of the city tower, she naturally had a lonely peak and a proud temperament.

Dugu Feng is very familiar with these paintings, because the paintings on them are clearly Wenlai, Tiexin and herself.

"The painting is not bad, but it really has a bit of the style of the Xuantian Evil Emperor!"

The corners of Dugu Feng's mouth curled, a smile escaped, and then he said to the boss who was short and fat and greeted the guests with a kind face: "Boss, these paintings are not bad, who made them?" ”

As soon as the short and chubby boss heard that there was a guest greeting, he suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly came up and introduced with a smile: "Oh, guest officer, you really have a vision!" These paintings are the most popular paintings in our shop recently, and although the author is not yet a master, his painting skills are recognized by famous artists......"

Dugu Feng looked at these paintings lightly, and was not interested in the boss's endless sales, but asked lightly: "The author of these paintings is called Dugu Xingye?" ”

"That's right!"

The short and chubby boss was slightly stunned, and then quickly nodded and said, "That's right, that's right, these paintings are all works of Starry Night, although the subject matter is single, but they are all extremely popular......"

The short and fat boss had just said this, but he heard a squeaky sound, and the door of the gallery was pushed open again, and a young man wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and suspenders walked in, with a handsome face, a tall figure, and small round-rimmed glasses.

"Ah, Starry Night, you're here!"

As soon as the Humpty Dumpty boss saw the arrival, he hurriedly greeted: "Come on, come on, someone has taken a fancy to your painting again!" ”

The young man known as Starry Night, before he could react, was enthusiastically introduced to Dugufeng by the boss.

"This guest officer, you see, this is the author of these paintings, Dugu Starry Night! Don't look at his young age, he is a potential newcomer of the new generation who is unanimously favored by the masters......"

"Young?"

When Dugu Feng heard this word, he couldn't help but smile, and glanced at Dugu Xingye with an ignorant look with interest. The person in front of him, whether it is really Dugu Starry Night, or someone else, has nothing to do with the word young, at least he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

"Excuse me, have we met anywhere?"

The young man known as Dugu Starry Night was suddenly stunned when he saw Dugu Feng, and a sense of familiarity inexplicably appeared in his heart. The girl in front of her didn't look very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and her long black hair was simply tied up with a belt, which was refreshing and direct. A well-cut men's suit was worn on her, not only did not hide her beauty, but made her look very heroic and hearty, full of a charm that transcended male and female genders.

For some reason, as soon as I saw this figure, an inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged in Dugu Xingye's heart, which was an inexplicable emotion mixed with complex feelings such as awe, admiration, and joy.

However, no matter how Dugu Xingye recalled, he couldn't recall the slightest bit of relevant information, he couldn't remember who this familiar figure was, who that familiar feeling belonged to, and he didn't know what kind of story he had in the past!

"Well, it's this feeling again, are these memories of my past?"

Dugu Xingye couldn't help but hold his forehead with one hand, and rubbed his forehead with a headache. He is a person who has no past, all the memories are only a few months ago, he suddenly appeared naked in Shanghai, he didn't know who he was, what his name was, where his home was, what relatives he had, what friends he had, what past. He only knew that his name was Dugu Starry Night, and he could draw, and he didn't have any valuable memories except for the occasional flashing pictures.

The girl in front of him made Dugu Xingye float with an extremely familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember who she was, and couldn't help asking, "Hello, do we know each other?" ”

"Of course!"

Dugu Feng looked at Dugu Xingye with interest, and simply admitted it neatly, "We have known each other a long time ago, but you were not like this at that time, and you were not called this name!" ”

The Dugu Starry Night in front of him is elegant and handsome, faintly with a unique introverted temperament of a poet and painter, and looks exactly the same as the Xuantian Evil Emperor Dugu Starry Night who has not been enchanted more than a thousand years ago.

Figure, temperament, breath, personality, all aspects are almost exactly the same as the Dugu Starry Night back then, even if the real Xuantian Evil Emperor stands in front of this Dugu Starry Night, I am afraid that he will admit that he is indeed the Dugu Starry Night of the year, not an impostor.

However, Dugu Feng clearly knew that the Dugu Starry Night in front of him was not the real Dugu Starry Night, he was just a fake pretended to be by another of his old acquaintances.

"Personality transformation, transformation into replacement, almost fake and real! The way of all ego is really a bit interesting, it has made you come this far, it seems that on the road to the ten stars, you have already walked in front of the gods of the heavenly realm! ”

The Dugu Starry Night standing in front of Dugu Feng was none other than Nangong Wentian, Dugu Feng's disciple back then, the protagonist of the Divine Soldier Xuanqi World.

Although because of the appearance of Dugu Feng, the established fate of Nangong Wentian was reversed, after the ancestor Heavenly Demon was destroyed, his son Nangong Taiping did not become a demon, and the rivers and lakes also lost a twist and turn in the world.

But after Dugu Feng left, Nangong Wentian's fate still returned to the established track, in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties, the Heavenly Demon Army sent by Tianzun to conquer the universe galaxy and search for the mortal enemies of the gods finally found the earth, and the advance army of the Heavenly Demon clan fell from the sky, and Nangong Wentian father and son, who were riding the Nuwa Xingcha parade at that time, collided head-on, and a tragic encounter broke out in an instant.

Although Nangong Wentian had already broken through the Nine Stars with the help of the Heavenly Crystal of the military solution and entered the realm of gods and demons at that time, the number of Heavenly Demons who fell from the sky was too much, this kind of combat race created by Tianzun himself and specially born for conquest and destruction had an incomparably terrifying combat consciousness and instinct.

Under the joint siege of the Heavenly Demon Army, Nangong Wentian and his son fell into a difficult and protracted battle, and in the end, because of the slaughter of too many Heavenly Demons, the hidden danger of the Demon Son on Nangong Taiping's body broke out, and the demonic energy that permeated the battlefield was involuntarily absorbed by Nangong Taiping, almost repeating the scene of entering the demon in the original fate.

Nangong Wentian suffered from the enemy on his back, and finally had to detonate the power of Tianjing's self-explosion, killed most of the heavenly demons present, and took the initiative to suck away the demonic energy on Nangong Taiping's body and save his son.

But as a price, he had to fall into the devil because of this, and since then he has fallen into a schizophrenic state that is sometimes sober and sometimes demonic.