Chapter 44 The Drum in the Dream Collects the Dust

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Li Zisheng didn't go to the cafeteria, but hurried back to the dormitory in Linshuiju.

When he returned, it was already dark, and when he entered the door, he saw Shi Kangdang laboriously drawing water by the well.

The young man couldn't help but ask, "Stone, what are you doing?"

Shi Dang replied, "I want to get some water, and when you come back, young master, you will wash it for you." ”

"Have you eaten?"

The little boy shook his head, it turned out that he had been hungry for a day. Young Master Li secretly scolded himself for being careless, went back to the room to get some snacks, and handed them to Shi Kangdang.

"You prepare your hunger first, and then I will cook." ”

If someone comes in at this time, they can see the wonder of the young master cooking for the scholar.

Li Zisheng fetched a bucket of water, scooped up some rice, and put it in the pot. He cut a few more pieces of bacon and chicken and put them in the steaming drawer, and put them on the pot as a side dish for dinner. Then he lit the fire and began to cook.

His scholar didn't make a fuss, just quietly followed him and quietly nibbled on pastries.

While waiting for the food to come out, the boy and his scholar chatted with him one after another.

"Stone, why don't you eat a snack?"

"That's for you, young master, I can't eat it. ”

"Then why don't you cook your own meals?"

"I won't. After all, Shi Dangdang was only eight years old, and he was still a child cared for by his parents ten days ago.

Li Zisheng sighed and said, "Stone, don't call me young master when no one is there in the future, call me Brother Sheng." ”

"No, young master, no. ”

"If you don't call, I won't give you food!"

"Well, young master...... Brother Sheng. Shi Gandang raised his little face and thought about it, and finally nodded.

"Stone, do you want to cultivate immortals?"

"I don't want to. ”

"Why?"

"Immortals are badasses. ”

"Am I a badass?"

"Young Master...... Brother Sheng is not a bad guy, you are a good person. ”

"Then I'm also cultivating immortals. ”

The little scholar did not answer.

The young man continued to follow the temptation: "Stone, what do you say if you meet a bad guy?"

"Hit. ”

"I can't beat it, what should I do?"

"Run. ”

"Then you can't run away?"

"Worship God, ask them to come down from heaven and fight those villains. ”

"Then they can't beat it down? It's like ......."

As soon as these words came out, the young man knew that he was speechless, and swallowed back halfway through speaking.

There was silence between the two, except for the crackling of the wood burning in the stove and the gurgling of boiling water in the pot. The fragrance of rice and the aroma of cured meat permeate this small kitchen.

After a cigarette, Shi Dangdang, who lowered his head, asked leisurely, "Then Brother Sheng, what do you say?"

"Of course, we have to be stronger than the bad guys, and when the bad guys come, we'll beat them away. ”

"So, Brother Sheng is going to cultivate immortals?"

"yes!"

The little scholar thought about it carefully, and then nodded: "Brother Sheng, what you said makes sense, I also want to cultivate immortals!"

"Okay, I'll teach you cultivation in the future. ”

"Hmm. ”

After eating, Young Master Li and Shi Xiaoshutong cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks and tableware together, and the two of them washed up again. Shi Dangdang was still a child, and his eyes couldn't open when he was full, so Li Zisheng asked him to rest by himself.

Instead of going to the bedroom, he changed his clothes and came to the practice room.

The boy had studied it several times since he got the red cloth. But I only knew that this "treasure" was "crying wow, wow" in my mind except for the Yuanshi nearby, and there was no movement at all at other times.

But because of these days, he deliberately ignored the cry of the red cloth. Now even if you stand by the Yuanshi, you can no longer feel its "noise".

Right now, I have a few yuan stones on hand, and I just want to do some research. See what will happen after "feeding" the motoshi to this red cloth.

The practice room is the simplest part of the building, with nothing but futons, incense burners, lamps and candles.

Li Zisheng lit the candle, crossed his knees on the futon, spread out the red cloth and laid it on the ground in front of the futon, and then picked up a square yuan stone and put it on it.

The Yuan Stone placed on the red cloth was unchanged at first, but gradually it began to light up, brighter and brighter until the boy turned his head and did not dare to look at it directly.

When the room was dark again, he turned back to see that the yuan stone had turned into an ordinary stone with ashes, and the boy turned into a pile of ash with the touch of his hand.

Li Zisheng picked up the red cloth and shook off the Yuan stone slag on it, looked left and right, and the red cloth still didn't change at all.

He was depressed and just wanted to give up, and was about to put the red cloth back away, when his voice resounded in his head, this time still a baby's cry. This voice just expresses a meaning, it also wants Yuanshi!

The young man didn't think about it, got up and went to the study, took another Yuan stone and put it on top of the red cloth. The process of emitting the yuan stone and finally turning it into stone slag was repeated. This time, the red cloth finally had some reaction, and some strange brilliance circulated on the red cloth.

This piece of red cloth finally stopped crying and began to "coquettish". Li Zisheng didn't care much about Yuanshi, and took a piece again and put it on.

After this red cloth "ate" the third Yuan Stone, the brilliance on it was already similar to when the boy first appeared on it. As soon as Li Zisheng's hand touched this object, a flower appeared in front of him and that strange white space again.

He was mentally prepared this time, and he was not in a hurry to make a decision, but carefully observed those images, and finally chose the brightest image and touched it.

Sure enough, the boy was sucked into the picture again.

This time, Li Zisheng was in the middle of a group of strangely dressed children, who were about ten years old, male and female, wearing uniform short coats and long trousers.

These children also have one thing in common, that is, they all tie a red sweat towel around their necks, which looks ...... It looks like his own piece of red cloth.

He followed the children into a strange multi-story building. When I entered the door, I saw a banner hanging on the wall, with five big characters written on it: Knowledge is power.

Li Zisheng followed the team up the stairs and entered a large room, where dozens of tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and he also sat down on a chair in a daze.

There was a large black board on the wall facing the boy, a table larger than the other tables in the room in front of it, and a large staircase made of stucco below.

There are also eight big characters on the board: study hard and make progress every day.

Li Zisheng was looking around, when he heard someone shouting "stand up", and he also stood up with everyone.

From the outside, a middle-aged man in a short coat walked up the steps, put the book in his hand on the table, and said, "Hello classmates. ”

"Hello teacher. The students bowed as they spoke.

"Please be seated. Everyone sat down as they were told.

The teacher cleared his throat and said, "Students, today we are going to study about the American Civil War, please turn to page 99 of the book." ”

There was the sound of flipping books in the classroom, and the teenager opened a book on the table.

The cover of the book reads "History".

The "history" teacher said: "The American Civil War, also known as the Civil War, was a large-scale civil war in the history of the United States, fought between the United States of America (Confederacy) and the Confederate States of America (Confederacy). The cause of the war was in the eleven southern states of the United States. Abraham Lincoln's inauguration as president in 1861 led to his withdrawal from the Union,6 a government with Jefferson Davis as "president," and the expulsion of Union troops stationed in the South, while Lincoln ordered attacks on the "rebellious" states. On April 3, 1865, the Union Army captured Richmond. On April 9, General Robert E. Lee, commander-in-chief of the Allied forces, surrendered 28,000 troops to the Union Army, and the American Civil War ended with the victory of the North, and the United States was restored. ”

He continued: "The causes of this war are complex......

Li Zisheng couldn't understand many terms, but he still figured out under the teacher's explanation that this was a war between industrial and commercial owners and agricultural capitalists.

In a place called the United States, the industrialists of the North opposed "free trade" and wanted the government to establish a strict tariff protection system to protect their fledgling industries, and the government did so. The modern Republican Party, which enthusiastically embraced free trade, was established during this period, but they were strongly opposed to "free trade" at the time.

The "reactionary" plantation owners in the southern states, because they made a profit from exporting agricultural products, strongly opposed such tariff policies, calling them "disgusting tariffs". Decades before the moderate abolitionist and Republican Lincoln came to power, he began to make military preparations and finally seceded from the Union under the pretext that he had become president.

Li Zisheng had no prejudices against this war, and he keenly peeled off the gentle veil of "abolitionism" on his face in this war.

The young man is now nothing more than a war led by the agricultural capitalists against the fiscal policies of the central government. When they felt that they could no longer prevent the industrial capital groups from coming to power and dominating the government, they simply relied on force and directly wanted to break away from this government.

Military affairs are the continuation of politics, and the boy suddenly thought of this sentence.

So what is politics?

And why did you subconsciously choose this picture? Is it to give yourself a lesson, a lesson about the war in the "history" of the heteroplane?

The young man's heart moved, and he faintly realized something.

The plantation owners of the American South could go to war to preserve "free trade" and slavery, and if some people were deprived of their right to money......

The grain merchants in the south and the Tianqimen in the north, aren't they two opposing parties?

Just thinking of this, a piercing bell sounded in Li Zisheng's ears, which not only made him withdraw from the illusion this time, but also returned directly to reality.

The young man looked at the red cloth again, and the brilliance on it had indeed dimmed a lot. In exchange for such an illusion, Rao is Li Zisheng didn't care much about money, and he still felt a little pain.

He didn't try the red cloth again, but hid it close to himself, extinguished the candle, and went back to the bedroom to rest.

The boy did not know that the red cloth was a fragment of an artifact, a fragment of a "part" that made up this "artifact" to be exact.

And this artifact was originally a killing treasure created by the ancient god of war Chiyou who intercepted the force of war in ancient times.

It's a pity that Li Zisheng is only a fragment in his hand at present, but this fragment can be regarded as the root of a complete magic weapon. To use a computer analogy, it is a part of a motherboard that only has a processor and no other components and peripherals plugged in.

At present, its function is to sense the mind of the owner and organize and amplify it.

If the energy is sufficient, it can also sense other people, especially the thoughts of people who are hostile to the little master, and it can be used as an "early warning radar".

Although Li Zisheng himself is still ignorant, he actually has countless memories of him as a "war messenger" in his mind. This "information processor" can now be regarded as making the best use of everything, all because of this young man's extraordinary background.