The book tells a story that the ancient god Fuxi, when he met Nuwa, was still a polite man, although he already had mana. otbnkotgt There are few people around here, and there are mostly demons, and Fu Xi couldn't bear the young man's trouble, so he fell from the sky.
I want to save the teenager.
But as soon as he fell, he felt that the divine power on his body was sealed, and he was surrounded by black gas, and he immediately realized that he might have fallen for the trick of the evil demon, but he saw that the young man's body in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a towering demon, and sneered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ” This is the end of the story.
However, based on the scene on the stone slab I saw in the blessed land of Nanshan back then, it seems that I immediately had some insights when I connected with each other.
Understood some of these things, could it be that Fuxi was really swallowed by the darkness back then, that is to say, the people who listened to the sermon in front of Hongyuan later, and Nuwa gave birth to a child are fake Fuxi, but it's not right, I saw Shaodian's brother in the blessed land of Nanshan, and he said at the time that Fuxi was replaced after he was born, and there seems to be some inconsistency at this time.
Moreover, the book in front of me has no origin, no source, and although the credibility is not low, it must not be believed immediately.
I put away the book and asked, "Uncle Wu, how did you get this book?"
"One afternoon that year, the clouds covered Beijing with clouds.
The lightning flashed and thundered, and I could hear the thunder roaring outside in the library, and I was thinking at that time, it was better to hide in the library safely, have books to read, a place to sleep, and half a pot of wine to drink.
But after reading the book for a while, the candle suddenly went out, and I saw that I had forgotten to change the candle, so I got up and went to the storeroom to get it.
Because it is a library of books, it is all bamboo slips and paper, so the candles and other things are placed in the warehouse next to it.
When I came back with a candle and lit the fire, I saw a book suddenly on my desk.
At that time, I hadn't read all the books in the library, but for me, there were new discoveries every day in the library, and I often saw a few books that I liked in the corner.
The book has no name, but I took it and read it for a while and was hooked.
There are a lot of small passages written in it that are not recorded in the myths and stories of ancient times, and they look very true, so I kept them.
At that time, I was still thinking that since there are supernatural circles, monks, spiritual senses, and exercises, there should be immortals and gods.
Later, after staying in the Xuanyuan family for a long time, especially after the Duanmu family master came, I saw more and more mythological masters, and I gradually found that the content of this booklet was quite true, and many events were verified.
Therefore, after I left the library, I silently copied the contents of this booklet.
Nowadays, I think it should be useful to you. ” I nodded, put the booklet away, and then turned to leave, but Uncle Wu took something out of his pocket, wrapped in a black cloth, and placed it on the table in front of me, motioning for me to open it.
Gently opened the black cloth, and saw a black ring appear in front of him, the bottom of the appearance is black, inlaid with some gold edges, and there is a dark red gem in the middle, but it is different from the big ring in Europe, not so exaggerated gems, but the ring is very large, similar to the size of a wrench.
"This is" I asked curiously.
"This is what Lian Xin'er put here for me, let me pass it on to you, the head of the Xuanyuan family, you have to bring this."
He said with a smile.
I took the ring, but saw that the inner layer of the ring seemed to be engraved with a line of words, but a little small, not real, I stared at it for a long time before I saw it, it said: "The world hegemony, the emperor's proof." ” Beijing, Lianxiner walked down from the Rolls-Royce, in fact, no matter which city in China, Shanghai, Shenzhen, Hong Kong, or a Rolls-Royce is very eye-catching, in the alley, outside the courtyard, there are many Xuanyuan family bodyguards dressed in black, and after seeing Lianxin'er coming, they hurriedly greeted them.
"There was no trace of Zhou Yi in the yard."
The man in black said in a low voice, and Lian Xin'er frowned slightly and said, "Have you sent someone to check?"
"Someone has been sent to investigate, but for the time being, there is no feedback from any tracking team, so it should not have been found.
Moreover, you should also know that it is about to fall at night, and it is probably unlikely that our people will want to find Zhou Yi in Beijing at night. ” Lian Xin'er frowned, walked into the courtyard, walked through the front hall, and stopped next to a small storeroom in the backyard, which used to be used to store miscellaneous items, but now it has become a place for him to sleep.
Pushing open the door, the space is very small, about five or six square meters, with a small bed, a small old-fashioned cupboard, and some daily necessities.
Simple clothes hung in the cupboard, all worthless bargains, and a lot of patches.
Over the years, Zhou Yi has not asked the Xuanyuan family, has not asked his lover for a penny, nor has he received any money from the property under his name, and has been living an ordinary life that can no longer be ordinary, and the incorruptible can almost be called a shabby life.
Lian Xin'er walked in, the house was not very transparent, because of his physique, the bed was a gray futon, neatly folded, and a letter was placed on it.
"I took the photos with me, but I still don't see each other.
I remember the boss said that if a person dies, he will end this life, and he will be reincarnated as another person.
The people who used to live with me are now mostly dead.
I don't want to see them, not because I don't miss them, but because I miss them too much, and I'm afraid that the pain of the past will repeat the same mistakes, so please let me spend the rest of my days quietly.
If I had to see each other, I would leave. ” He is very beautiful, and Zhou Yi has always been able to write a good hand.
"This stubborn guy" Lian Xin'er squeezed the paper in her hand, but a sad expression welled up on her face when she said this.
At night in Beijing, the streets always seem very cold, even if the flow of people is endless, but Beijing will give people a sense of vigor, as if an old man has been standing in the cold wind, no matter how big the disaster outside, the city will never fall In a tavern on the side of the road, there was a sign of steamed mutton hanging on it, the door was pushed open, it was a cold day, the business inside was not bad, and the waiter shouted very politely: "Oh, the old man is alone" Zhou Yi raised his head, the waiter opposite was stunned, and then smiled: "It's Uncle Zhou, it's rare, I'm going out today."
I'll go talk to the boss and find a vacant seat to sit down. ” After a while, the boss came over with a smile, and a middle-aged man in his thirties walked up to Zhou Yi and said, "Uncle Zhou is here today, I have covered this meal, you can order it as you like."
Would you like a drink?"
Zhou Yi waved his hand and said: "I just forgot to cook the dishes, I didn't eat at night, I came out to eat a meal of mutton, and I paid for it." ” "Didn't you slap me in the face, I was a child, my parents were busy with work, you took care of me, and I couldn't count the many dates I ate at your house.
I still want your money Xiao Zhou, go to the stove, pick the best mutton for me, and then take out a bottle of Moutai hidden in my backyard, and I will accompany Uncle Zhou to have a drink. ” The boss shouted with a smile, Zhou Yi nodded with a smile, and then looked back at the foggy window, hiding here, continue to wander tomorrow, go as far as you want, and don't want to face it because you are afraid of losing it again.
The fire, the parting, the faces that had torn apart his heart, he didn't want to face it anymore, so let's grow old like this, although he doesn't die, but at least he is peaceful: