With a distance of 20 meters, how did that Tang Bohu find out?

Dai Lan was puzzled, he shook his head twice, lowered his voice and asked the housekeeper, "How could he find me at such a distance?" Could it be a lie to me? ”

"Mr. Dailan, don't underestimate these top magicians of the Middle Ages. Although I don't know much about the magic of the East, it is still very easy to find the enemy within a few tens of meters after seeing him defeat the skill of a god-level magician. ”

"Something doesn't seem right. There is a difference of at least 100 years between Tang Bohu and the Bruno I am looking for, is it because we have traveled in the wrong time? Also, where is this? How can there be an Oriental like Tang Bohu? ”

In Little Dai Lan's mind, there were too many questions to solve, and in the wormhole of the space-time tunnel, Professor Jin didn't have time to fully explain clearly, so only Murray, the butler, answered his questions little by little.

"That's the beauty of quantum mechanics," Murray said. You trigger quantum space-time, go back in time. It is bound to have an impact on the history of the past. Even a small change in our descendants, through quantum space-time, will have a serious impact on history. ”

Dai Lan nodded and said meaningfully: "Understood, what you are talking about is the butterfly effect." ”

"Smart man! The leader of the Golden Alliance did not choose the wrong person. As you travel, history has changed. Therefore, people who do not know the time and place in history will gather together to form a chaotic time and space. ”

After a slight pause, Murray snapped his fingers: "This era, in general, is still the European Middle Ages, but the history here is completely different from what you read in modern textbooks. Although there will be some celebrities, the time of their appearance is all random. ”

"Interesting, it's a collection of history! I like it! The corners of Dai Lan's mouth climbed up a crooked arc.

"Bastard boy, do you think you can hide? Ahem-" Tang Bohu was a little furious, shouting in the direction of Dai Lan.

Dai Lan is also a red-faced man, and he thought in his heart, with this old man's kung fu, it would be in vain for him to escape, it was better to go out and meet him.

"Be careful, his strength is far above that of ordinary god-level mages, even if he is injured, his strength is very terrifying." Butler Murray reminded again.

"I know, don't worry."

Dai Lan was holding half of his stump leg and wearing bandages on his shoulders, looking very embarrassed.

The originally fair-skinned, angular pretty face was scratched by the branches of the tree, which was a bit scary. When he came, he was dressed in a modern casual suit, a beige plaid shirt, which is now messy and looks out of place in the Middle Ages.

But Dai Lan's dark eyes flashed with an elf-like aura, and at the same time, there was an end of unyielding, like a wounded calf, walking towards Tang Bohu step by step.

The talented Tang Bohu was stunned when he saw Dai Lan's dress, and looked up and down at the young man in strange clothes in front of him.

"Haha! The world laughed at me for being crazy, but I didn't expect you kid to be crazier than me. Ridiculous, ridiculous! ”

Tang Bohu shook the origami fan in his hand vigorously, a little dancing, and when the movement was big, it led to internal injuries and a few dry coughs.

Dai Lan frowned, this Tang Yin is the same as the legendary. The uninhibited laughter is low, and it is a bit of an old naughty boy. Take a closer look, and get rid of the reincarnation of a star master.

Little Dai Lan didn't say a word, stood there, and looked at him coldly.

Tang Bohu shook his body, twisted his eyebrows and glared: "Boy, why are you peeking at the old man competing with others?" It's a capital offense! ”

Dai Lan didn't bother to explain to him, he couldn't say that he fell from the sky and happened to fall in front of them.

"It's not that easy to learn my kung fu. Look at you, a wild boy, you can't even write, how can you learn the martial arts of my poetry and songs! Delusional, really wishful thinking. ”

Originally, watching Tang Bohu use Chinese kung fu to defeat the strong enemies of Western magicians, which greatly increased my oriental face, Dai Lan still admired this old gentleman very much, but this old guy was arrogant, which really made people angry.

"Who is rare in your martial arts. Besides, your sentence of flying down 3,000 feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days, isn't it also plagiarized from Li Bai. Dai Lan rolled her eyes.

"Bold! How could the poet be said casually by you! Tang Bohu jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, pointed at Dai Lan with a paper fan, and jumped like thunder: "When he came across a mountain spring in his old man's house, he was moved by it, and improvised two lines of poetry, creating this ancient trick. I was also fortunate enough to learn this trick, and after practicing it for ten years, I finally achieved some success. ”

As he spoke, his snort trembled, his eyes looked into the distance, his fists clasped together, and he bowed to the sky, and that kind of respect was incomprehensible.

Dai Lan felt a chill in his heart, how did he feel that in Tang Bohu's eyes, Li Bai had become an emperor, this kind of action was a classic technique of court dramas.

"Mr. Dai Lan, in this world, the Chinese people have their own chassis and have great power. One of their founding emperors was Li Bai, who also founded the martial art of poetry and poetry. In the hearts of the magicians of the East, he is simply a saint. Murray, the butler, reminded Dai Lan in a whisper.

Fortunately, Murray was sealed in Dai Lan's inspiration cell, and no matter what he said, no one else would hear him.

"I see." Dai Lan nodded, and suddenly made a sly smile at Tang Bohu, with an unfathomable expression: "Two sentences? Are you sure that Li Bai's poem only has two lines? ”

When Li Bai's name was said, Dai Lan pretended to hold his fists and saluted, but he brought his broken arm, which made him grin in pain.

"Two sentences, of course! At that time, the poet immortal Li Bai arrived at a wonderful place, and saw a mountain spring gurgling out from a high level, so he wrote the famous sentence of flying down three thousand feet! ”

"Are you really sure he's seeing a mountain spring?" Dai Lan rolled her eyes.

"This, is this still false? If it's not a mountain spring, how can it fly down 3,000 feet? It must be a mountain spring! As he spoke, Tang Bohu became a little unconfident.

Dai Lan's mind turned, and he immediately thought of the mystery in this. Although quantum space-time has brought together all the figures in history, their abilities and deeds should be roughly the same.

And Li Bai's poems at that time should be the complete four sentences seen by later generations, but the communication here is underdeveloped, the news is closed, and word of mouth is transmitted, and some fallacies are inevitable.

This Tang Bohu may have learned the martial arts of these two lines of poetry from anyone, and he doesn't know the origin of the poem.

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. ”

Dai Lan closed his eyes, calmly recited these ancient sentences. In his mind, a picture immediately came to mind.

The bronze incense burner, white smoke rising one after another, ethereal between the green mountains and blue sky. The waterfall is like a giant dragon, lying on top of the mountain. Suddenly there was a roar, flying down from the sky, and the air ran through Changhong!

Dai Lan was immersed in the atmosphere of poetry, his heart was surging, and the pain in his body suddenly subsided a little.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Tang Bohu was like a carp stranded on the shore, with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, looking at himself blankly, and the look of surprise on his face was overflowing.

"This, is this really the complete poem of Master Li Bai? Yes, yes! These four sentences are natural, and they must be a poem. Thinking of this, Tang Bohu suddenly became enlightened: "It's me who is confused, and I actually think of it as a mountain spring." How can a mountain spring be compared to a waterfall. No wonder when I use this trick, I always feel that the momentum is wrong! ”

Once he figured out the joint, Tang Bohu danced like a child: "It must be a waterfall!" If I had thought of this earlier, I wouldn't have been hurt by that Western mage with that move just now. Hurry, hurry! ”

"Huh? How did you know Master Li Bai's poems? "Tang Bohu is an old traitor and a horse is slippery, and he can see the problem at once, but in terms of title, he has changed from a boy to a little brother.

Dai Lan was angry just now and said the whole poem. Now when he was asked by Tang Bohu, he was speechless for a while. I thought to myself that I was still too young and inexperienced. When you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you must be calm.

Tang Bohu couldn't eat the blue background, but his expression was much more respectful.

He suddenly felt something, and stared at Dai Lan tightly.

"Attention, his aura suddenly increases!" Murray reminded.

Before Murray could finish speaking, the paper fan in Tang Bohu's hand flickered, and Dai Lan felt that the sky was spinning, and his body turned 180 degrees uncontrollably, revealing a book hidden behind him.

It turned out that Dai Lan fell out of the wormhole when Steven. Professor Jin secretly hid an ancient book behind his back, which was actually a token of the alliance leader of the Seon Alliance, which was of great benefit to Dai Lan's survival in the ancient Middle Ages.

Tang Yin's fingers shook, and the book seemed to have spirituality, flying straight out of Dai Lan's waist and running to the old man's hand.

"You!" Dai Lan stumbled, and his waist was loose.

Tang Bohu didn't pay attention to Dai Lan at all, but looked at the classics in his hand intently.

The more I looked at him, the more exaggerated his expression became, and he opened his mouth wide, as if he had two eggs in his mouth, looking extremely shocked.

I looked at it intently for half an hour before I closed the book and looked at Dai Lan in surprise.

"This, this, may I ask this little brother, where did this poetry book come from?" Because of his excitement, Tang Bohu was a little stumbling.

"A collection of poems, a collection of poems?" Dai Lan guessed that it must be the Lord of the Golden Alliance who secretly left him a book in the space-time tunnel, but he didn't know what was written in the book.

Immediately, Dai Lan's eyes lit up, a cold light came out, and he said firmly: "This book is very important to me and a high-ranking person, and I will take it back if I fight for my life!" ”

How do you know that after listening to Dai Lan's words, Tang Bohu waved his hand: "This little brother misunderstood." What you are holding in your hand is the holy relic of the Shushan League, and when you see this book, you will be like the leader of the alliance in person. The kind of thing that robs treasures, the old man can't do it. ”

(Cheeky begging for collection!) Give it a favorite. ）