Zhu Tianpeng had a dream, dreaming that he came to a tomb, in the middle of the tomb there is a four-legged square tripod, the top of the tomb above the tripod is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and on the south side of the tomb, there is a sarcophagus, behind the sarcophagus is a walkway, it seems to be a downward direction, I don't know where to go.

He subconsciously walked in, but the road inside was too far away, as if he had been walking all night, and when Zhu Tianpeng woke up, the whole person seemed to be tired and collapsed.

The tent had disappeared at some point, and the cliff had become a lush forest.

"This damn black monkey, if you want to eat black, where did you throw Lao Tzu......" scolded, Zhu Tianpeng subconsciously looked around, "It looks like in which nature reserve, trees and grass grow so well...... Could it be that the local government has established a scenic spot in this primeval forest, why didn't you find it when you came yesterday......

Muttering, a strange chopping sound was heard.

In the distance, I saw a man dressed as a peasant—a farmer with an axe, draped in a piece of gray linen, cutting down a towering tree on the other side of the forest.

Zhu Tianpeng was dumbfounded, such a tall ancient tree, God knows what level of national treasure it is, this guy dressed as a farmer didn't even have any intention of repenting, and no one else was cutting it down, as if this tree was born to be cut for him.

"Tsk, cut down a thousand-year-old tree for firewood, aren't you afraid that the news will be exposed, and the whole attraction will be ruined?" Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help muttering, and suddenly his eyes shrank: "Wait, he wants to cut down the tree, why doesn't he use a chainsaw? That tree is so big, how long does he have to cut it with an ax? Ten days, half a month, or even longer?"

Something is not quite right, either the world is crazy or he is crazy!

Zhu Tianpeng subconsciously groped around on his body, and then he thought that he put his mobile phone in his duffel bag when he went to bed yesterday.

Throw him where the bird doesn't shit, and you can't even call someone for help!

After a little calm, Zhu Tianpeng looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over to the strange farmer who was concentrating on cutting trees.

"Hey, big brother over there, can you ask a question?"

Even Zhu Tianpeng didn't expect that his voice was so full of energy, the voice was not loud but spread far away, as if the exhaustion that was full of body before had completely disappeared at some point.

When the strange farmer heard the voice, he stopped what he was doing with some confusion, turned around with his axe, and looked at him with a confused expression.

"Poof~ Uncle, dare to ask where is this famous mountain, and what dynasty is here?"

I didn't see it very clearly from a distance before, but at this time, Zhu Tianpeng found that this farmer's dress was very ancient, holding back a smile, chewing words, and pretending to make a gesture - but he was wearing a gray casual shirt and a pair of jeans, how strange and strange it was.

"What are you talking about?" The farmer's eyes became more and more confused, and he stared at Zhu Tianpeng with some vigilance for a long time before saying, "Where are you from? Are you from Dongyi?"

Although the accent was a little strange, Zhu Tianpeng still understood the other party's words, and his smiling face slowly stiffened.

Not only because of the word "Dongyi people", but also because he actually found that the "axe" on the farmer's back was not iron, but stone!

This neuropathy is too deep into the play!

Sensing the vigilance and unkindness in the Dao farmer's expression, Zhu Tianpeng had no choice but to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, and nodded violently in cooperation: "Dongyi? Yes, yes, may I ask the old man, where is this and which dynasty is it now?"

"Are you really Dongyi people?" the farmer was taken aback, became like a great enemy, and shouted a little fiercely: "What are the Dongyi people doing here?

As he spoke, he raised the stone axe he was carrying on his shoulder with his backhand, and slashed at Zhu Tianpeng with an axe, "You damned Dongyi people, my younger brother went to war with General Jiang Wenhuan and was killed by you Dongyi people-you...... You...... Give back my brother's life!"

"Huh?" Zhu Tianpeng felt a little inexplicable, but fortunately, he felt that there was something wrong with the farmer's mind at the beginning, and he was a little far away, so he was not injured.

However, seeing that this guy's desperate posture didn't look like he was cheating, he didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and fled.

The farmer was still chasing after him, as if he felt that the stone axe was too clumsy, and on the way he changed it into an even stranger "long weapon", and scolded while chasing, "Damn Dongyi people, don't run if you have a kind!

"Isn't that what the peasants used to farm in the pre-Qin period," Zhu Tianpeng was confused, and sighed as he ran, "Black monkey, where the hell is your uncle...... Grandpa, where did you find such a neurotic !!?"

He had only heard someone scold him for "eating me with a knife" before, and no matter how bad it was, it was "eating me a brick", but this "eating me a knife" was the first time he had heard of it.

While scolding and thinking about what was going on, while running with his head down, Zhu Tianpeng didn't realize how long he had been running, anyway, he was still not red and out of breath.

The farmer in the back also had the perseverance, and chased after him with his hand, and when the distance was right, he planned to deal a fatal blow to the hateful Dongyi man in front.

However, Zhu Tianpeng's endurance has improved surprisingly a lot now, and the distance between the two people has not only not decreased, but is slowly widening.

"Wait...... Dongyi-逄国-Jiang Wenhuan!Yes, Jiang Wenhuan !!" Listening to the farmer's scolding behind him, Zhu Tianpeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time had some aftertaste-

During the Yin Shang period, there was indeed a kingdom, but it was only a small vassal state in the east at that time, but this Jiang Wenhuan was a fictional character in the Romance of the Gods.

Thinking about it, he stopped to look at the farmer.

"It's been running for so long!" Looking at the towering trees that could no longer be seen, Zhu Tianpeng was stunned for a moment.

In the distance, the farmer stared at him panting, as if he was worried about something, and did not continue to catch up.

This made Zhu Tianpeng breathe a long sigh of relief, and when he looked back, he noticed that the nearby trees and flowers had begun to become sparse at some point.

There was a faint trickle of water ahead, revealing a cliff through the scattered leaves, and the whining wind was blowing out of a cave below the cliff.

"He's jealous of that cave?!"

Zhu Tianpeng was a little stunned, this strange wind really made people feel the sound of the wind, and even he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

However, if this farmer didn't go crazy, if this was really the Yin Shang era in the Romance of the Gods......

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shake his head again, could it be that he could really cross inexplicably after sleeping on his own?

With a wry smile, he felt the need to have a good talk with the farmer.

Secretly calm, Zhu Tianpeng plucked up his courage and began to negotiate with the other party from a distance.

But the only thing that responded to him was the one that the farmer had flown over.

Although it was only something cut from wood, the polished tip and the sound of rubbing against the air still made Zhu Tianpeng instinctively sense the danger, turn around and run.

This run was to forget the previous horror of the cave, and when he calmed down again, he had already reached the bottom of the cliff.

"This is ......" Seeing the pattern carved on the top of the cave, Zhu Tianpeng's face turned a little pale, and his hair was even more upside down.

This place was exactly the same as the entrance to the ancient tomb he had seen in his dream yesterday.

Subconsciously stepped back, but there was a burning stinging pain in his palm, as if something in the cave in front of him was attracting him.

Zhu Tianpeng sat on the ground with a frightened face, turned his palms and saw that the place where the burning stinging pain came from was a strange tattoo.

"It's that bloodthirsty remnant jade!" The lightning flashed in his mind, and Zhu Tianpeng remembered the scene when he boldly cut his finger and put it on the jade last night.

The remnant jade tattoo is extremely small, and if you don't look closely, it looks like a birthmark.

But Zhu Tianpeng can be sure that this is the bloodthirsty remnant jade, not to mention sucking his blood, but also fused with his palm.

"Did you really cross over?" muttered, Zhu Tianpeng touched the remnant jade tattoo on the palm of his palm with his other hand, "Man, did you bring me here?"

What the farmer said flashed in his mind, if he really returned to the Yin Shang era in the Romance of the Gods, it seemed that all this was explained now-

At that time, the biggest enemy of Yin Shang was in the east, that is, the Dongyi mentioned by the farmer. It is precisely for this reason that Jiang Huan Chu, the Dongbohou of the 200 Road Princes of Donglu, is the head of the 800 princes of the Shang Dynasty, and his son Jiang Huan Chu led the troops to fight against the Dongyi people, which is a normal thing. As for the country he was in at this time, it was just one of the two hundred small vassal states of Donglu!

Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng became a little relaxed, if this is really the world of the Romance of the Gods, wouldn't it mean that those myths and legends are real.

He is alone, he has nothing to worry about, if he can cultivate an immortal, become a Buddha, be an ancestor or something here, wouldn't it be a better choice.

Thinking about it, he looked at the remnant jade pattern in his palm with some eagerness, and found that the pattern had disappeared automatically at some point.

"Tsk, the fetish is self-obscure! It is worthy of the treasure selected by my old Zhu! The same low-key, the same restrained!" Feeling the mysterious connection coming from the palm of his hand, Zhu Tianpeng said shamelessly.

Just if this bloodthirsty remnant jade could take him back to this era in reversing time and space, it wouldn't be ordinary.

Thinking about this, for this strange mythological era, Zhu Tianpeng began to become confident.

The whining wind was still blowing from the entrance of the ancient tomb, but in his eyes at this time, it was just a normal natural phenomenon.