Chapter 1: The Countdown of One Hundred and Eight
In 1114 A.D., the fourth year of Zhenghe of the Northern Song Dynasty, the age was in Jiawu, Jingdong East Road, Dengzhou.
In the evening of summer, the mountain is cool and quiet, and the mountain breeze flowing between the valleys and mountains and forests carries a faint salty smell - this is the unique taste of the sea breeze.
The light moonlight shines through a paper window lattice, quietly swaying on the bed of an earthen house, this scene is quiet and beautiful, and it is best for dreaming.
But Zou Run, who was on the bed, couldn't sleep.
Stroking his bandaged head, Zou Run sighed deeply.
Alas......
His original name was Zou Run, and the original owner who was hit by an arrow in his head was also called Zou Run, is this the so-called crossing, or Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?
Is he Zou Run, a seafarer in the 21st century? Or did Zou Run, a hero of the Great Song Dynasty Green Forest, have an absurd dream of the 21st century?
It has been three days since he woke up from his slumber, but every night, Zou Run would unconsciously ask himself. For the inexplicable soul wearing the little-known dragon in the famous Water Margin when he woke up, Zou Run still found it difficult to accept it easily.
In his previous life, when Zou Run was a seaman, in order to pass the boring time on ocean voyages, he often read all kinds of books. He likes the book Water Margin very much, and he basically memorizes the stories of the characters in it, and he is very interested in understanding the background of this era.
But it was because he had a certain understanding that he sighed fiercely as soon as he reacted.
Zou Run deeply remembered that the background of the Water Margin was probably at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, and at this time, the Northern Song Dynasty was about to be ravaged by several minority regimes, and the country was humiliated after suffering various insults. At the time when this kind of edifice was about to collapse, he just crossed over to the little-known Zou Run......
Zou Run suddenly had a headache, because he suddenly thought of a question:
"How many of the hundred and eight generals I used to have? Is it worth anything? ”
Just as he was thinking about this, a slight squeak suddenly sounded outside.
Zou Run was keenly aware of it, and immediately put the quilt on his body, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Entering the house late at night was a stocky young man with a disheveled beard and a brown shirt.
The strong man's name is Zou Yuan, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called Lin Long, the owner of Dengyun Village, and the uncle of the original owner.
Seeing Zou Run sleeping sweetly, snoring slightly, and breathing smoothly, Zou Yuan was relieved, and when he left, he did not forget to carefully tuck the quilt for Zou Run, so he quietly closed the door and went back to the house to sleep.
Hearing the sound outside the door, Zou Run opened his closed eyes again, and at this time there were faint tears flashing in his eyes.
From not leaving half a step when he was seriously injured and falling asleep, to the regular visits every night after waking up, Zou Yuan cared about his nephew no less than a father's care for his child.
But in fact, Zou Yuan is only two years older than Zou Run, and now the only two of them in the entire Zou family are left to rely on each other, and they all say that the eldest uncle is like a father, nothing more than that.
Zou Run unconsciously thought of the ending of the two in the original book.
In my memory, I and my uncle Zou Yuan are both non-famous dragons in the Water Margin, and the force value of the two seems to be in the past, but the strength of the cottage is meager, although they were accepted after defecting to Song Jiang, they seem to have been labeled as Dengzhou, and they are quite low in the ranking of Tiangang and Earth, and the result after half a life of conquest is:
Uncle Zou Yuan was trampled to death by a horse in the final battle of the conquest of Fang La, although his family survived by luck, he saw through Song Ting's face, resigned and returned to Dengyun Mountain, and finally should have ended a good death......
it? What kind of hell is this, throwing his head and spilling blood for half a lifetime to make a living on the knife edge, and finally returning to the original point? What is the meaning of living this life?
Zou Run felt a sense of indignation for no reason, only to feel that a breath of depression in his chest could not come out, and he couldn't swallow it, and he was extremely uncomfortable.
Grass!
In the first half of his life, in order to make a living, he worked as a seafarer who was not a bad dog, and he didn't have much to live with. This time I inexplicably returned to the Northern Song Dynasty, if I lived along the story of the original owner, wouldn't I live to a dog?
In his previous life, he didn't know that his life was splendid, he only knew that he was running for firewood, rice, oil and salt.
This time I'm going to live my life! By the way, Zou Run, who was the original owner, took out this evil breath! We must gather a group of people and work hard to make a career!
Strange to say, after Zou Run silently made up his mind in his heart, the depression and resentment in his chest suddenly dissipated without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
Vaguely, Zou Run had a kind of realization in his heart, and this depression was probably the last obsession of the original owner......
As soon as the obsession was gone, the insomnia that had plagued Zou Run for many days suddenly dissipated, and a deep sense of exhaustion quickly came up, and almost in a few breaths, Zou Run fell asleep.
In his sleep, Zou Yuan heard someone whispering in his ear in a trance:
Born like an ant, when the ambition of a bird, life is as thin as paper, and there should be an unyielding heart.
………………
At noon on the second day, Zou Run woke up in the wind and birds singing in Dengyun Mountain, only to feel that the whole person was full of strength and energy, and there seemed to be inexhaustible strength all over his body.
When I looked down, I found that my uncle Zou Yuan was lying on a bench next to the bed undressed.
His face was haggard and sallow, and his eyes were so black that they were like being stained with pot ash.
Zou Run sat up, gently pushed Zou Yuan awake, and said with a little choked: "Uncle go back to sleep, I have slept for a long time, I have slept enough, my illness is all gone, you can rest assured." ”
Zou Yuan rubbed his eyes vigorously, half sat up, didn't reply first, looked Zou Run up and down fiercely, and saw that his face was ruddy and radiant, so he was completely relieved.
He shouted vaguely: "It's just that you're okay, I'll go back to sleep, you have slept for many days, go eat first, don't worry about me." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Zou Run to agree, he struggled to get up, and Zou Run saw that his figure was swaying, and hurriedly went to help.
The minions at the door also grabbed it and hugged it, and said: "The second leader still doesn't know the mile, the days when the head was hit by an arrow, the leader brother has been guarding for several days and nights, and now I think I'm faint, but don't worry, we have carried the leader back to rest, and the illness is just right, and we used porridge and rice first." ”
Zou Run's heart was full of warmth when he heard this, and he saw that the two were very familiar, but he couldn't remember the specific names, so he quietly sounded.
"Thank you so much, I'm dizzy, I don't remember a lot of things before, dare to ask what are the names of the two brothers?"
"Haha, the two leaders are polite, we are the people around the two leaders, called Zhao Da, and Zhao Wu's is it."
After that, the two minions carried Zou Yuan on their backs and walked towards a house opposite, just muttering to themselves: "These two leaders have changed as much as they have been sick, and they speak politely, just like those scholars and pedants." ”
"It's miles and miles, in the past, the village was a second leader who was impatient, but this time it's better, people have woken up, the tumor in the back of the head has also fallen, and even the temper has been cured, and we will be much better in the future."
"It's not like that, it's just that the two leaders of the rivers and lakes used to call the unicorn dragon, but this time the unicorn is gone, and it's called a nickname mile......"
Zou Run smiled embarrassedly after hearing this, unconsciously reached out and touched his head, the extremely ugly tumor on the back of his head in his memory was really gone, and he was very happy at the moment, after all, no one wanted to have an inexplicable tumor on his head to attract ridicule.
Sensing that there was still a bandage wrapped around his head, Zou Run felt that something was in the way, thinking that the bandage had been wrapped for so many days, and he had not changed it, which was somewhat unhygienic, so he ripped it off.
Then he took a step towards the room, and slept for a few days, but the water and rice did not enter, and he was really hungry.
The return rate along the way was extremely high, and the minions in the village saw that Zou Run woke up, and they were all happy, and they all came to greet him, but they all looked at Zou Run's bare head unconsciously, which made him feel a little depressed, and said secretly in his heart:
"Originally, the nickname of the unicorn dragon was nondescript, not a good name, it seems that in the future, it will have to be changed to a nickname."