Dong Lin finally recovered from the shock to a normal state, but there was more admiration or admiration in the eyes of Zhao Yunfei.

Seeing that Dong Lin's expression had regained his composure, Zhao Yunfei asked another question:

"You say...... Before the advent of writing, was it possible to write down the events of ancient times?"

There are contradictions in this question itself, but now Dong Lin, no matter how strange things she hears from Zhao Yunfei's mouth, she will no longer feel strange.

She was about to answer, but heard Zhao Yunfei continue: "That's the case, I have an ancestral belt at home, a few days ago I accidentally found the handwriting engraved in the mezzanine of the belt, I extended those handwriting on the paper, in addition to the "True Dragon Jue", there is also a long poem. Zhao Yunfei said slowly.

Dong Lin listened to Zhao Yunfei speak in such detail, knowing that he trusted himself very much, he was still very happy in his heart, and said, "You recite it again, I'll listen to it!"

Zhao Yunfei slowly recited: "The universe is desolate, the stars are like cattle and sheep, hold my long knife, guard my pasture; in the east of Yinghai, the ink dragon soars, swing my long knife, kill the demon and slay the dragon; the dragon is covered with armor scales, the treasure knife is difficult to invade, straight into the dragon's mouth, and pierces its heart; the ink dragon is wounded, the scales and armor are flying, looking for its traces, and the dragon ......will die."

Dong Lin listened carefully, and when she listened to the whole poem, she frowned slightly and asked, "What does the ancestral belt you said look like?"

Zhao Yunfei patted his waist and said, "It's on my waist!"

"Lift your clothes and I'll see. Dong Lin said.

When Zhao Yunfei heard this, he didn't think much about it, and lifted the corner of the little white coat, revealing the belt, and also revealing a gray short-sleeved vest he was wearing.

Dong Lin lifted the skirt with one hand, squatted down, and watched carefully close to the belt, only to see that the belt was relatively wide and thick, the whole body was black and shiny, faintly dark red, and he reached out and touched it, the tentacles had a trace of coolness, and the metal clip of the belt was also jet black.

Zhao Yunfei was a little embarrassed by Dong Lin's posture, but fortunately, Dong Lin didn't squat for too long, stood up, brushed his long skirt, and asked, "What material is this belt made of?"

"Even my grandfather couldn't tell me back then, the belt was double-layered, and those words were engraved on the mezzanine inside. Zhao Yunfei replied.

Dong Lin's white and slender fingers pinched the beautiful chin with her right hand, frowned and pondered for a moment, and said: "The material of this belt is very special, maybe it can be worth some money, and the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty, so don't tell anyone about this matter, I will keep it secret for you." ”

Zhao Yunfei nodded solemnly.

"This long poem is a good poem in terms of artistic conception, connotation, rhyme, momentum, and neatness, a bit like the 'Jian'an Fenggu' during the Three Kingdoms period, from the meaning expressed in the long poem, combined with the legend of your village and this belt, the dragon is very likely to be true, and the hero who slays the dragon should be your ancestor. Dong Lin said while thinking.

Zhao Yunfei nodded and continued to ask: "The first sentence of the long poem is 'Cosmic Desolation', the text should not have appeared in that period, how could it be engraved in the belt before the words appeared? Isn't it a contradiction?"

Dong Lin walked with his hands behind his back, but in his mind he was mobilizing all his knowledge reserves to think of a reasonable explanation.

There are many possibilities in this, and now there is a debate in the academic circles, some scholars believe that our earth has had many civilizations in its long history, and that many civilizations have been destroyed one after another, and now that our civilization has appeared, and in the future, our civilization may also be destroyed - could this poem be about the history of the previous civilization? There is also a possibility that the heroic deeds of antiquity were passed down by word of mouth, and when the writing appeared, later generations used words to sort out and record these legends, just like the ancient Greek "Homeric Epic", which was first narrated by the ancient Greek troubadour, and now through the research of the historical community, many of the stories in the "Homeric Epic" are true. ”

Hearing Dong Lin's reasonable answer, Zhao Yunfei also had to admire Dong Lin's profound knowledge in his heart - after all, he was a college student who had gone to college!

Zhao Yunfei nodded, and then asked: "The first part of the poem is easy to understand, but what does the second half of the poem mean, 'The red dragon has meat, I eat it, and I will leave my descendants behind, uphold my will, and the red dragon drowns in the pulp, its color is golden, and my descendants are bathed like soup...... '?"

Dong Lin thought for a while and said, "Literally, it should be that the hero eats the dragon meat after killing the dragon, passes on his power to future generations, and continues to uphold his ambition...... It seems to say that the dragon left something behind before he died, and the hero told his children and grandchildren to bathe in what the dragon left behind......"

"Legacy descendants...... Dong Lin read softly, and remembered that she was trapped last time she climbed a tree, Zhao Yunfei held her hips with one hand and gently lifted her down the tree, it seemed effortless, you must know that although Dong Lin is very slender, she is also one meter seven tall and weighs more than one hundred pounds.

Dong Lin turned his head and asked Zhao Yunfei: "Is your strength very strong?"

Zhao Yunfei nodded blankly and then shook his head again, he knew that his strength was relatively large, but it was not so great that it was surprising, and he felt that his strength was mainly due to long-term labor and daily exercise.

Zhao Yunfei frowned and said, "This, shouldn't it be superstition, right?" He has always been very disgusted with superstition, and he also made up a slip of the tongue - superstition and superstition, never believe it.

Although he was now a beginner in cultivating the True Dragon Technique, the wonders of the True Dragon Technique still made him feel unreal sometimes.

Dong Lin shook his head: "You can't say that, people's cognition is very limited, for example, now we look at people thirty years ago and think that their thoughts and practices are very ridiculous, but people at that time didn't think so, if another thirty years later, when we look at us now, we will also feel naïve and ridiculous, this is the limitation of human beings, so we can't attribute all the things that we can't understand for the time being to superstition." ”

Up to now, Zhao Yunfei has the feeling that listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years, and he can't help but nod his head.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly swept the ground, lifting Dong Lin's skirt high, Dong Lin screamed, and hurriedly pressed the hem of the long skirt with both hands, but the wind was too fast, and the hem of the long skirt was very wide, where could it be pressed so tightly in a hurry.

Dong Lin's long round and slender legs and light green openwork trousers were exposed to the sun at a glance.

Zhao Yunfei smiled dumbly, and hurriedly twisted his head to the side.

Dong Lin was embarrassed, with a smile and anger in her eyebrows, and said, "Seeing that you are so honest on the outside, I didn't expect it to be so bad." ”

Zhao Yunfei grinned awkwardly and said, "It's not me, it's the wind!"

Dong Lin was stunned, and what Zhao Yunfei said seemed to be a book she had read.

The wind still didn't stop, Dong Lin's long hair was flying in the wind, she grabbed her skirt with both hands and smiled: "Why is it so windy all of a sudden?

Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but look stunned when he heard Dong Lin's words, and suddenly remembered the dragon-shaped clouds that had appeared in the sky, the nightmares he had had, and the fireballs that flew out of the northwest mountains......

looked around nervously, but didn't find anything unusual, only to realize that Dong Lin was joking, seeing Dong Lin's long hair flying in the wind, his hands still holding his skirt, a little embarrassed, he took off his little white coat unhurriedly......

When Dong Lin saw Zhao Yunfei undressing, he was immediately shocked and stammered, what did Zhao Yunfei want to do when he took off his clothes at this time?

In Dong Lin's surprised gaze, Zhao Yunfei wrapped the little white coat he took off around Dong Lin's buttocks and tied the two sleeves in front, so that the wind could not lift Dong Lin's skirt.

Dong Lin hammered Zhao Yunfei's shoulder and chuckled: "I'm dead to you, from today onwards, I want to get to know you again." ”

The meaning of Dong Lin's words is a pun.

Zhao Yunfei smiled and twisted his head to the side, avoiding Dong Lin's fiery gaze, and also felt a little embarrassed.

Dong Lin stretched out his left hand and said, "Hold me, my shoes are in the ground." ”

Zhao Yunfei reached out and held Dong Lin's small hand—although Dong Lin was tall, her hand was small—and he felt that her hand was warm and soft, and it seemed that she was still trembling slightly.

Dong Lin cocked his right foot, took off his shoes, and was about to pour out the small soil particles in his shoes, but who knew that the strong wind was like a gust of wind, blowing Dong Lin, who was standing on one foot, staggered and stood unsteadily, suddenly threw away his shoes, called lightly, and threw himself into Zhao Yunfei's arms.

Zhao Yunfei put his hands on Dong Lin's slender waist, trying to stabilize her body, and with a slight effort, he felt that Dong Lin was hugging him tightly, and he didn't mean to let go.

Dong Lin's body was hot, still trembling violently.

With the warm fragrant nephrite in her arms, how could Zhao Yunfei not understand her mind at this time?

His mind can be said to be in chaos now, why, why are several women so good to him, how do he face these sincere feelings......

Dong Lin's mood at this time is also extremely complicated, it is rare to have a lover, she has never met the object of her affection, and now she finally met one, but there is such a big age gap.

If she can be ten years younger, no, it is best for Zhao Yunfei to be ten years younger, in that case, she will definitely be desperate to have this man, no matter what price she is made to pay......

However, that is only if the age gap between them will always exist, and Zhao Yunfei's current age cannot be regarded as an adult in the true sense of the word, and her thoughts and actions at this time are even moral......

Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it!

The problem of age seems to be unsolvable......

Dong Lin put her head on Zhao Yunfei's shoulder, closed her eyes, and after a long time, her body gradually adapted to the feeling of hugging a man, she really wanted to have further intimacy, she had a strong desire in her heart, but she couldn't make action, she really hoped that Zhao Yunfei could take the initiative and realize the desire in her heart, so that she would not have too much burden and self-blame in her heart.

However, they just hugged in the wind, and it wasn't until the wind became lighter that Dong Lin slowly opened his eyes and whispered in Zhao Yunfei's ear: "It's not me—it's the wind!"

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