"Yang Gong, Yang Gong, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Jia looked worried and gently shook Yang Dong's arm.

Yang Dong opened his eyes in some surprise, and after he saw Yao Jia beside him clearly, he realized that everything he saw was just a dream.

It's just that...... Isn't this dream too real?

Yang Dong frowned, thinking to himself.

Seeing that his face was gloomy and silent, Yao Jia was on the side and asked worriedly:

"Yang Gong, but what do you feel uncomfortable about?"

"It's better to ...... How about the slave family prepare a bowl of soothing pork rib soup for Yang Gong? ”

Hearing this, Yang Dong shook his head slightly.

"I'm fine, you go out first, I want to be alone."

Yang Dong stood up and walked to the window, through the window, he could still see the outline of the capital in the distance under the night.

A little light, that's the lights of thousands of homes.

It was only at this moment that Yang Dong slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because at this moment, he was finally sure that Fang Cai was indeed a dream, although this dream was real enough.

But soon, Yang Dong frowned again.

In his last life, he read a report, which mentioned that the so-called traditional thinking about the day and dreaming at night actually has a certain practical value, and it is not a casual fabrication by the ancients.

Because you are thinking about something every day, it will naturally appear in your dreams.

Could it be ...... Master, the reason why I had that dream was because I was worried that after the capital fell into the hands of Lin Chunqiu, there would be a situation where life would be ruined?

But then, Yang Dong shook his head again.

No, if that's the case, then what are those monsters in my dreams?

Looking at Da Zhou, it seems that there has never been such a monster.

Thinking of the figure that was several feet tall, it seemed that there was still thick brown fur. Not to mention the vicious appearance, it is even more brutal when it comes to killing people.

Yang Dong exhaled lightly.

He didn't find much to explain the dream.

Maybe it's just a random idea!

As he thought so, he suddenly felt a faint fragrant breeze coming from behind him.

Yang Dong has long been very familiar with this fragrance. Without even looking back, he asked:

"Why did Miss Wang come this time?"

"Actually, it's nothing, but I'm a little curious about the cannon battle you developed."

Hearing this, Yang Dong couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

The cannon battle can be said to be one of his most important hole cards in the Great Zhou, and he escaped death several times, all without the help of the cannon battle.

It's just that this thing, after all, is still a product of the Cold Palace Factory.

With Wang Lingling's ability, it is not unusual to be able to find it.

So Yang Dong pondered for a while, and then said casually:

"Actually, there's nothing special about this thing, it's just something that can be seen everywhere, stirred together, and then by chance, I found that it can be lit."

"Later, I gave it to the Cold Palace Factory, and I didn't participate in it since."

What Yang Dong said was also true, the increase in the power of the follow-up artillery battles was indeed the credit of Lu Lao.

Who knew that Wang Lingling shook her head,

"You are too modest, why do I always feel that there are many secrets hidden in you, I feel ...... I can't see through you, like you're not a real person. ”

"Uh......"

When Yang Dong heard Wang Lingling's words, he couldn't help but be speechless for a while, he always felt that Wang Lingling was scolding him when he said this.

"That...... Miss Wang, haven't you heard a word? ”

"What?"

"Don't guess what the boy thinks!"

……

late at night

A bright moon hung in the sky, exuding a soft light,

Lu Lao was still leaning on the recliner, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and was leisurely admiring the moonlight.

It's just that at this moment, there is no maid by his side.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed, and under the moonlight, the white shadow was so beautiful, just like a fairy who had just descended to earth.

"Old Lu, long time no see."

"Yo, the little girl of the Wang family, tsk...... What kind of wind is this that is blowing you here? ”

Lu Lao leaned comfortably on the recliner, picked up the wine gourd in his hand and took a sip. But he had no intention of getting up to greet him.

Wang Lingling didn't care about these.

She was still standing in place, in the cold moonlight, reflecting a beautiful and equally cold face.

She looked at Lu Lao, and when she saw that he was enjoying himself so much, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

She looked at Lu Lao with a little mockery, and said:

"I originally thought that you followed the surname Jia and left us because you had other ways to deal with the calamity."

"But, look at what you're doing now, greedy for pleasure, just enjoying the prosperity of this world, but still thinking about dealing with that unprecedented catastrophe?"

Lu Lao seemed to have guessed that Wang Lingling would say these words, but he shook his head slightly, and a smile of indifference appeared on his cheeks.

"I'm old now, and I've already looked down on what calamity."

"Besides, didn't your father say it himself, Madman Jia is a madman, and what he calculated is not reliable at all. In that case, why should the old man bother with this? ”

"But this world is far more interesting than the old man imagined!"

Lu Lao said, and once again greedily poured a large sip of the wine in the wine gourd.

Wang Lingling frowned again, only this time, her tone was a little more mocking.

"Do you think that Yang Dong is the person who should be robbed in the mouth of Madman Jia?"

"So whether it's you, Hong Lao Liu, you're all around him. In order to use his power to fight against the impending catastrophe? ”

When Lu Lao heard this, the expression on his face stiffened slightly,

But in the next second, he regained his indifference.

"That's right, the person who should be robbed calculated by Madman Jia is Yang Dong's kid, and he does have some ability. You've seen that cannon battle before, right? ”

Wang Lingling bowed slightly,

"I've seen it, and it's amazing to be honest. I didn't expect that ordinary things could have such great power, although for people like us, it still can't cause any harm, but it's already very good. ”

"Oh, really?"

Lu Lao smiled noncommittally, suddenly raised his face, and asked rhetorically with a serious face:

"The power of artillery depends on the quantity."

"Do you think that if there were 100,000 cannons that exploded around your body at the same time. What will happen to you? ”

"This ......"

Wang Lingling hesitated for a moment, and suddenly understood what Lu Lao meant.

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately spoke:

"So you think this thing is one of the keys to the catastrophe?"