Nothing, Meng Wei felt as if he was in an endless darkness, with nothing, but he could sense his consciousness normally.

A familiar scene, it seems to have returned to the strange dream of the night of Wutan and Yanshan.

Only this time, Meng Wei did not panic, and waited calmly, someone seemed to be telling him some story through the dream, the first few aftertastes, and the speculation of the stamps in his mind seemed to have some connection with the pictures that appeared in the dream.

Just when Meng Wei was pondering, the heavens and the earth were bright, and a round of golden sun god birds soared above the sky in peace and regularity, without the naughtiness and arrogance in the last dream.

In front of Meng Wei was a tall and powerful red-haired man dressed in animal skin, at this time the man's finger pointed to a wide river, cut off all the water in front of him, and proudly commanded the tall giant behind him, building a long civil embankment on the right side of the river.

Among the giants there is a towering giant beast, with nine snake bodies, each head has the same middle-aged man's appearance, Meng Wei is extremely familiar with him, and it is completely a "phase willow" magnified by a hundred times.

I saw the snake body of Xiangliu wriggling on the earth, and with one bite, it bit off two-thirds of the mountain on the tall peak, and then slowly swam back to the embankment, spit out nine high mountains, and let the giant beat the peaks to pieces.

The nine heads of the willow spit out black water as muddy as sludge, attached to the shattered mountain, and then piled up by the giants.

The red-haired old man set off a flame in the sky to dry the stone wall. I don't know how long the fire burned.

A towering barrier as high as the mountain and as wide as the ground was built, and within the smooth and tall peaks were nine high mountains, and countless wooden villages and earthen houses under the mountains, on which ancient humans thrived.

And beyond the peaks is a vast river.

After everyone had withdrawn from the river, the red-haired man let out a breath and walked slowly into the mountain, removing the technique of controlling the water, and the vast river rushed in an instant, constantly hitting the smooth mountain wall, but the mountain wall stood still.

The red-haired man laughed and was extremely happy, so he took a torch from the red-haired old man's hand and lit a huge bonfire in front of the mountain wall, and the fire burned fiercely, and countless ancient people cheered.

But Meng Wei felt that the red-haired strong man had done something wrong, such a magnificent siege was just blocked, and the water was still there, even if this barrier was tall, didn't the big river continue to flow?

Meng Wei wanted to remind the red-haired man of this question, but no matter how he spoke, the story was just a story and would not be affected by the audience's expectations.

Time is like a long river, entropy never retreats, only forward, never backward.

The mountain wall that has been hit by the great river, like a sacred mountain worshipped, is painted by these people wearing animal skins with various colors of paint, among them, a thin old man himself wrote two ancient hieroglyphs in front of the stone wall, "Buzhou".

Meng Wei's heart was turbulent, and he looked at the two red-haired men in disbelief, hugging each other, jumping and jumping happily around the bonfire.

I wish you harmony and work together! Isn't Zhoushan this thing? The Classic of Mountains and Seas is not recorded: beyond the Northwest Sea, in the corner of the great wilderness, there are mountains but not together, and the name is not good?

If you look at it, the smooth stone walls like mountain peaks are indeed towering into the sky, but is there too much difference with the Buzhou Mountain that runs through the world in myths and legends? Or is this old man just a poor metaphor for this rocky mountain? I hope he can be immortal like the real Buzhou Mountain?

It's a pity that Meng Wei couldn't hear the sound, so he could only watch a mime, watching this group of people chanting, but there was no sound.

The light and shadow are dim, and the picture turns!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down on the earth like water.

The scene of the destruction of the world frightened Meng Wei, and also frightened all the ancient human races who gave birth and reproduced, at this time, obvious wrinkles appeared in the corners of the eyes of the red-haired strong man, holding a trident in his hand, pointing at the sky and roaring angrily.

He may be very powerful, but how can his personal power compete with the vast will of heaven and earth?

The blue light on the trident flickered, trying to beat the rain back into the sky.

Meng Wei looked at it and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, like the strong man, he showed a desperate look, the sky was brilliant, and the manpower was vast.

It took a while for Meng Wei to recover from this power of heaven and earth, and there was a thunderous impact sound in his ears, and Meng Wei followed the sound to see that it was the "incomplete" stone wall he had seen before.

The big river outside the stone wall is like an angry dragon tumbling, and the surging waves repeatedly hit the stone wall, making an earth-shattering roar.

The red-haired old man, who was suspected of being Zhu Rong in his later years, slapped the man who was suspected of being a co-worker in the face, pointing to the "incomplete" stone wall as if he was saying something, but the co-worker ignored Zhu Rong's advice at all, and continued to ask the giant to add black mud to the stone wall, trying to make the stone wall thicker.

Meng Wei listened to the roar of the river, his heart ached, he shouted in despair, hoping that the strong man could hear his voice, he had heard the story of working together to control the water, he knew that this man would fail, and because of his fault, he would bring thorny trouble to Kyushu.

But useless.

I don't know how many days later, just when Meng Wei was boring watching the co-workers command the giants to keep reinforcing the stone wall, Lao Zhurong came to the stone wall angrily again and had a fierce dispute with the co-workers.

Gonggong lost his former vigor, and also lost that sharp edge, and the Xiangliu beside him showed a huge nine-headed snake body, carrying Gonggong to climb up the mountain.

Meng Wei's perspective also climbed to a higher peak with the co-workers.

！！！

What a magnificent scene, beyond the mountain wall was full of huge waves that were about to overflow the cap, and the ground that was once flush with the earth, and the smooth stone wall was constantly carried away with the mud and sand.

This named stone wall is gradually getting thinner!!

The co-workers looked at this scene in despair, looked at the sky, and let the rain hit their faces, as if they were regretting and repenting.

After being stunned for a moment, this powerful person who controlled the water immediately jumped off the body of Xiang Liu, landed on the ground, and smashed a deep pit.

At this time, Gonggong didn't have time to care, he roared at Lao Zhurong in horror, and then tried his best to spit out a blue drop of water and handed it to Lao Zhurong, Lao Zhurong pointed at Gonggong in disappointment, and returned to the rear habitat with the water droplets and all the courtiers.

So all the ancient races began to migrate to the nine high mountains.

The flood came, the mountain wall was about to be unable to hold on, Gonggong knelt on the ground desolately, and there was only an old man who wrote "Buzhou" on the mountain wall to accompany him, looking at the rekindled fire on the nine high mountains, Gonggong smiled, and carved it with sharp nails on the stone wall: Huh, Gonggong sin, eternal non-redemption, posterity: It is better to be sparse than blocked!

Immediately, Gonggong roared angrily, horns grew on his head, and hit his head on the "incomplete" stone wall that he was once proud of, and the stone wall shattered with this collision, and the monstrous flood finally broke through the pride of Gonggong, swallowing him and the stone slab behind him that held the name of Gonggong high together.

The faint light of the fire flickered on the nine high mountains, as if to say goodbye to the powerful leader.

Lao Zhurong stroked the little boy with the same red hair, and put the water droplets on top of the boy's head, and after the azure light flashed, the water droplets disappeared.

Meng Wei looked at all this, and his heart was full of absurdity.

Is this the co-worker's anger inadequate? "Huainanzi" says: The former worked together and fought for the emperor, and they were angry and couldn't touch the mountain, isn't this what is recorded in the "history books"?

And in the mythological story, it is a war between Gonggong and Zhurong, and the anger is not thoughtful?

Is this dream a real recorder, or is it a malicious person behind misleading him who deliberately misinterprets his memories and cognition?

Just as he was confused, a hazy sensation struck, and all the darkness was dispelled by the hazy light in front of him.

The person who caught his eye was the pale-faced Deng Chanyu, and when she saw Meng Wei wake up, Deng Chanyu shouted happily.

"Butterfly Dance, Butterfly Dance, Meng Wei has woken up, come on, come and see him, is he getting better?"

Meng Wei wanted to move, but there was a tingling sensation on his shoulder, and his body was like a rusty machine, and his bones made a clicking sound.

"He's fine, I've renewed his bones and flesh with a witch spell, he's fine, and after a few days of relieving himself, he'll be basically fine."

Deng Chanyu happily hugged Meng Wei, with tears in her eyes, obviously she had been worried for the past ten days, and now when she saw Meng Wei wake up, she cried with joy, and her heart fell into a sigh of relief.

Xin Ping and Lian Yong, who were outside the tent, were also surprised when they heard the voice, Xin Ping grabbed Lian Yong, who wanted to rush in, and scolded in a low voice.

"You rammer, what are you doing in there? Didn't you see all the Butterfly Dance Doctors come out? Let the two generals be alone, you go to report to the master, and I will report the good news to my brothers. ”

"What's the hurry? She is still a person from the past, and her four sons were born in vain, so she doesn't understand any humor. ”

With that, the two of them went their separate ways and immediately informed everyone who cared about his injuries the news that General Meng Wei had woken up.

When Meng Wei first woke up, his mind was still a little confused, and his whole mind was the arrogant and confident expression of the red-haired man.

This time the dream was too long, too long, and he couldn't tell whether the dream explained to him was true or false, so he just subconsciously raised his right hand and pointed to the clay pot on the low table.

A stream of water slowly flowed out of the clay pot along his consciousness, floating in the air and automatically feeding into his mouth, Deng Chanyu was dumbfounded, and hurriedly asked, is he a blessing in disguise, and what new abilities have awakened in the bloodline between life and death?

Meng Wei didn't know, there was no stamp in his mind, but he didn't understand either, he was just imitating the red-haired man's behavior, as if... It seems to be able to control the flow of water.

"Zhu Rong? Or is it co-work? ”

"Who am I? Who is me again? I'm Zhurong? No, I might be a co-worker! ”

"No, no, no, I can't be a co-worker, I'm the last kid who was injected with azure water droplets by Zhu Rong?"

Deng Chanyu listened to Meng Wei's stupid whispering, shook Meng Wei gently, and said in a low voice: "Wake up, you have woken up, don't dream, you are no one, you are Meng Wei, the general of Dashang, and the lord of Beihai City, Meng Wei!" ”

But no matter how Deng Chanyu called, Meng Wei's eyes stared directly at the water floating in the air, and kept muttering.

"I'm the Suiren clan, I'm Zhu Rong, I'm a co-worker, no, there seems to be one person on this line who hasn't appeared, Emperor Yan? Yes, I should be Emperor Yan, but why am I so many people? Am I Emperor Yan or Zhu Rong? Is it the Suiren clan or the co-workers? ”

"No, Zhu Yan said, I'm Zhu Rong, yes, I should be the old Zhu Rong, can the old Zhu Rong also control the water? Isn't he the god of fire? ”

Just when Deng Chanyu was in a hurry, the door tent was finally opened, and it was Wen Taishi who walked slowly.

Deng Chanyu seemed to have seen a savior, and immediately stepped forward to grab the Taishi and told Meng Wei's crazy words.

Wen Zhong looked at Meng Wei meaningfully, who was like dementia, but his heart was overturned, and he stared at Meng Wei with suspicious eyes and said in a deep voice.

"If you are Zhu Rong, can you control the fire?"

A flash of fire appeared above Meng Wei's left hand.

"If you're a co-worker, can you control the water?"

The water above Meng Wei's right hand floated and tumbled.

Wen Zhong felt that he was also a little unbearable, and there were bursts of dizziness in his head, heaven and earth are two instruments, yin and yang are born together, and this kind of thing cannot exist, this is not "scientific".

This kind of cognitive tearing thing is tantamount to telling scientists that there is no such absurdity as physics.

It's not right, it seems that there was a person in ancient times who once tricked it, but according to Butterfly Dance's guess, and then adding that one, Wen Zhong couldn't tell how the person in front of him had awakened his bloodline, could it be that it was a pot of chowder?

This is absolutely impossible, human power cannot be so mixed, and there is a specialization in the arts, which is as strong as that ancestor, and it is impossible for one person to cover them all.

Wen Zhong's silent appearance, and his fierce eyes frightened Deng Chanyu a little, but this woman was also quite magical, her hands pressed behind her back, and she retreated in front of Meng Wei in a lunge, it seems? Guarding against the Taishi?

"Get out of the way, are you going to sword me again?"

Deng Chanyu listened to the Taishi's angry reprimand, and didn't even dare to say it, but her body was motionless to block Meng Wei.

Wen Zhong glared at this stubborn girl angrily, feeling quite irritable.

In recent days, the advance of the army has been quite smooth, but Yuan Futong has abandoned Pingbo City, which has a thick wall, and instead took the remaining Beihai naval forces to retreat into Lincheng, which is close to Beihai Eye.

A curtain of water was like a moat, cutting off the city from the outside world, and the army seemed to be able to march only so far, no matter how much he urged the sigil in his hand, there was no divine beast to deal with him.

The water curtain can be out but not entered, as if forcing Wen Zhong to die with the other party here.

"Alas~"

Wen Zhong let out a long sigh, looked at the stupid and stupid Meng Wei, and said a little heavily.

"I didn't want to tell you, but if you look at yourself now, you can't even tell who you are, how can you achieve great things?"

"Wake up, if you don't wake up again, you may not see your father for the last time."

"What?" Meng Wei, who heard the words, subconsciously looked over and stared at Master Wen.

"What did you just say?"

"Jizhou Hou Suhu rebelled, sneak attack Chongcheng, all the people of Chongcheng are defending to the death, calculate the time when the detectives came to pass the word, I'm afraid it has been half a month."

Meng Wei finally came back to his soul, and Qiang took advantage of his sour body to get up from the couch.

"Who are you talking about? Su Hu rebelled and attacked Chongcheng? When was this? ”

"The military information you received this morning, you woke up just in time, although I know that you have injuries that have not healed, but after all, you are also a retainer of Chonghou, think about it yourself, go back to Chongcheng, or continue to stay in Beihai?"

Meng Wei was silent, his father was strict with his brother, and he remembered his kind appearance vividly, his childhood playmates, his kind family, in this wild world, all his warm memories were condensed in the body of that strong man.

Always leave the best for him, so that the eldest brother always hides behind the house and sulks with a branch whipping the tree, and he always likes to secretly hide half of the various meat that his father gave him alone, and take it to the big tree behind the house to share with the eldest brother and younger sister.

Whenever this time, it is the warm time of the three of them, Meng Wei told them a vivid and interesting story in their minds, at first it was just three brothers and sisters, then Meng You, Meng Wei, Meng Zhuo, and finally even the eldest Meng Zhu also came, a group of children surrounded the tree, listening to the young man tell all kinds of bizarre stories.

Meng Wei's voice began to tremble, and he tried his best to control his body and stood up again, facing the Taishi, and said slowly.

"Master, please allow Meng to be selfish for a while, I ...... I want to go home and see. ”

The plot of this chapter is purely fictional, and any similarities are purely coincidental.

Please follow, don't raise pigs, middle fathers.

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