In the afterlife, well, a long, long time later, some researchers found that there was a gap in the life of the Son of God that should not have appeared.

It stands to reason that at that time, the Son of God was already famous all over the world, and the traces of his behavior, under normal circumstances, should not be as long as zài.

After ruling out the "hidden cultivation" and other circumstances, the researcher believes that the Son of God had "an unknown past" in those years, and then a book was published, entitled "The Black History of the Son of God".

After the book came out, Luoyang paper was expensive for a while, and it was boiling.

There are endless scolders, endless criticisms, endless heated discussions, and those who think that the author "has a unique vision, research intentions, and returns history to the truth".

In the period that followed, there was a lot of research on the subject.

Decades later, after all kinds of more painful research, circumstantial evidence, counter-evidence and dialectic, etc., the industry has a basic unanimous opinion, that is, although the book "The "Black History" of the Son of God" is mysterious and sensational, and the deeds recorded in it are full of errors and omissions, and it is not worth refuting, but in a certain sense, the "black history" of His Excellency the Son of God is indeed zài.

Of course, that's another story.

At this time, a certain "strong man" was walking with a team of people on the way to the north.

This time it's not a caravan, it's a guy from Osawa Castle who is said to have come out to play, and it's on the way home. It's not a childe, he looks like he's in his forties, and he's been traveling all the way, hiring a lot of people, and he's going to collect as he goes. is also scattered, and the sturdy man also belongs to a member of the "receiving".

Because it's a drop-by. There are also bards in this team of people, and more importantly, this bard is actually talking about "Journey to the West". So the sturdy man stayed down the river.

It has been said before that the bards of this era have their own inherent characteristics.

is like a troubadour in ancient times, whether it is Li Qinglian who "searched for immortals in the five mountains and loved to travel to famous mountains all her life", or Xu Xiake, who left many records of the procession, they are not weak scholars, and even if you think that they are little white faces or something, it is even more wrong.

No matter how elegant and elegant their writing is, in essence. These are all rough men.

Not to mention the ancient times, that is, in later generations, in the case of extremely convenient transportation, in the case of the place visited, even a small hill less than 100 meters high can be opened to open an upward cableway, the play often has to test the human body. If you can't do it, you'll know what it means to spend money to find sin.

In ancient times, travel and play required people's physical requirements, roughly speaking, at least ten times.

This is especially true in this world.

The mountains are high and the water is deep. Ravines abound, and those who can come out to play have the financial requirements secondary, the most important. Or is it a requirement for the people themselves.

This player actually looks similar to those "heroes".

And the bard in the team looked the same.

After two days in the group, the sturdy man found it difficult to tell who the real bard was. Because as an employer, this gentleman has no consciousness of being an employer at all. but it was very active, and it was encamped at night. He went into battle in person, and compared with the bard, who told the story more beautifully.

And then it turned out to be very stale.

Bards, after all, are more professional and speak with vigour. As for the employer, there is a lot of "side recruitment" frame, although it is not as good as the former in terms of excitement, but his narration is actually quite attractive, and the people in the team still like to listen, plus after all, it is an employer, and the audience always has to give the employer some face when voting, so it is said that the result is equal for both sides.

It starts again tonight.

After the routine story, the two asked for advice one by one.

The first two times, the first time he said that the bard spoke well, and the second time he said that the employer spoke well, both of them remembered clearly, and this time the employer said, "What are you going to say this time?"

"Say you're both as good?" said the burly man with a smile.

Both of them didn't comply, and the rest of the team was even more yelling and heckling.

Then the strong man said: "Since the story can't be compared, why don't you add another game and compare wrestling or something?"

As soon as these words came out, this small camp suddenly boiled. Everyone was inexplicably excited, clamoring that the two of them had to compete like this. Push but don't push it back, in fact, it didn't push it much, and then the painting style of the two immediately changed, really entangled together, and they blushed and wrestled with each other's necks.

In the end, it is said that there was an employer who had practiced martial arts, and he won the competition.

For an ordinary traveling party, this is probably a novelty, and after two days of travel, when there were three large forks in the avenue, the sturdy man said goodbye to his employer and the crowd, and left the group that had been with him for several days.

Two days later, it was dark in the evening, in a dense forest beside the road.

In the morning, it was still a good day, once the sun was shining, and at noon, there were more clouds in the sky, but they were all white, but at dusk, the clouds turned from white to black, and it didn't take long for it to be almost black, and the light rain fell, and then gradually came to a tumult.

In the shade of the heavy forest, I don't know who set up a small tent, and there is a bonfire in the tent, which is very peaceful and warm in the case of heavy rain between the sky and the earth.

Undisguised footsteps came from far and near.

When he was about twenty meters away from the tent, a low voice came from the tent: "Who?"

The footsteps stopped, and then a voice in the rain said: "Passing, single, third-level martial artist, from Sanhe City to the northeast of Daze City, the rain is a little urgent, I want to borrow the tent of the honorable driver to hide a little." ”

The atmosphere was a little calm, and it took a full breath before a voice came from the tent: "Come here." ”

"Thank you!"

A moment later, a strong man entered the tent, and in the tent was an old man and a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old. After meeting, both sides looked at each other, and when they looked at the girl, the sturdy man looked slightly stunned.

"Your eyes seem to be inconvenienced?" said the sturdy man, who sat silently a little away from the campfire and roasted the fire for a while.

"Hmm. The old man glanced lightly at the sturdy man, and after a while, although he answered, his expression was quite cold, and he obviously didn't want to say more.

If you are interested, you will probably stop there, and obediently wait to avoid the rain, and the rain will flash people.

However, the sturdy man obviously seemed to be a little uninteresting, but continued: "I heard that there is a very famous herb shop in the Daye Empire, the old man may be able to take your family to take a look, maybe ......."

Before the strong man's words were finished, he was interrupted by the old man's displeasure: "Got it!"

This time the sturdy man finally knew to shut up, and then, in the small tent, there was silence, two hosts and one guest, three people, no one spoke.

After about a little more magic, the rain outside gradually stopped, and at this moment, the strong man slowly got up, arched his hand at the old man and said, "Thank you, old man, the rain has stopped, and I should continue to hurry." ”

"It's good to go, don't send it. The old man said coldly.

The footsteps faded away.

After dozens of breaths, the girl who had always seemed quiet spoke: "Grandpa, that person just now is very strange. ”

"Why, girl, is there anything wrong?" the old man's expression suddenly became a little nervous when she heard the girl say this.

"No, Grandpa, it's not what you think. The girl's clear but godless eyes stared out blankly, "Grandpa, I can't see that person just now." ”

It was strange for a girl who seemed to be blind to say this, but when she heard this, the old man's expression changed: "How can it be? Girl, could it be that you are mistaken? Or is his light very big and dim, so you can't tell it?"

But before the girl could speak, the old man denied to himself: "That's not right!"

The girl said at this time: "Grandpa, you know, I can't be mistaken. ”

"Girl, are you sure?" turned his face to look at the girl solemnly, and the old man said almost word for word.

"Grandpa, I'm sure. The girl's tone was still so light.

But at this time, the old man's heart was stirring up a monstrous wave, and after being stunned, suddenly, the old man said: "Girl, pack up, let's go, go to the Daye Empire!" (to be continued......)