Chapter 1 I am Tong Sheng Song Mu

"It's a god, my brother Mu is a child of Dawen Dynasty!"

"Which family is the one who is jealous of my Song family? This is to cut off the incense of literati of my Song family for three hundred years!"

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Song Mu woke up in mist, listening to the woman's pain from afar, his expression still a little dazed.

I only remember that I had just been polite with the stall owner in the antique market, and finally got a book called "All-level Poetry and Music" for ten yuan.

I was about to take it back and test the authenticity, but unexpectedly, a sudden disaster came and a beer bottle fell from the sky.

The beer bottle that was whizzing down wiped his head and exploded on his side. The green glass splattered all over the floor was so scared that he hurriedly gave in and stepped into the sewer grille on the road next to him.

But just as I was trying to pull out my feet, a pink sports car came quickly...

Song Mu, who was going up to the sky with the sewer grille, only heard a shocking sound at that time, and then saw a woman wearing heavy makeup in the sports car that had already started on the curb, covering her chest and screaming loudly.

And the windshield wipers that were still shaking in Qingtian showed the other party's attempt to remedy at the last moment...

Song Mu, who had been rolling in the sky for two and a half weeks, hit the ground with his head heavy. Song Mu only saw the book "Ancient and Modern Poetry Comprehensive" that he had just bought before his death fell in front of him, and then the blood flowing out of his body dyed the withered pages red.

So I am dead?

But why do you still light an oil lamp in this underworld?

Song Mu was whispering in his heart, and everything became clearer under his eyes. He lay in a simple and spacious room, with only an oil lamp illuminating it in the room, and the slender flame placed on the side of the bed brought a dark light.

Next to Song Mu, a thin old man with a beard was sitting upright. At this moment, he was putting one hand on Song Mu's wrist and twisting his beard with the other hand and thinking about something. In an instant, he met Song Mu's eyes.

"Hey, you actually woke up?"

Doctor Goathu noticed Song Mu's open eyes and was stunned. He suddenly grabbed off a white beard, but frowned and quickly investigated Song Mu's pulse carefully.

"The outside of the city is a very dangerous place to go to Yanggang. Young Master Song, who had been there for half a night, was like a gate of hell. He woke up so quickly, but don't look back."

Doctor Goathu murmured, praying in his heart that Song Mu must not be reborn, as his life will not last long, otherwise he will ruin his reputation for rejuvenating for so many years.

Hearing the noise inside the house, a short and fat man immediately came in outside the door. Seeing Song Mu on the bed opened his eyes, he rushed over and asked the doctor.

"Dr. Liu, is my nephew okay? I have only such a single seedling left in the 17th generation of the Song family. If Brother Mu can't live, I, Song Liangda, will be ashamed of my elder brother and ancestors!"

The man was Song Mu's second uncle, Song Liangda. When he saw Song Mu awakening, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Brother Mu, you're fine. Tell me carefully about it with my second uncle. Why did you go there to Yanggang? That place is a dead place to absorb Yang energy."

Song Liangda said, wiping her tears, feeling full of fear at this moment, but suddenly she saw Song Mu's face turned painful and fainted with a cry of pain.

Song Mu was still awake just now, but after opening his eyes, the consciousness of the owner of the body began to invade, and a large amount of information rushed over, making Song Mu feel that his head was about to tear apart and in great pain.

"Dr. Liu, what's wrong with my nephew? Please think of a solution?"

When Song Liangda saw that Song Mu was unconscious, he hurriedly asked Doctor Liu next to him for help. Doctor Liu gritted his teeth and touched Song Mu's pulse while still alive, and then spoke for a while.

"Master Song may be because of the yang energy being exhausted and the yin energy entering the body. Master Song Er, go and grab the third deputy to replenish the Qi and disperse it. Now put a strong medicine in it and see if you can save Master Song's life!"

After hearing what Liu said, Song Liangda was already scared and nodded and rushed out.

Langzhong Liu took out two silver needles, quickly pierced Song Mu's forehead and soles twice, and then sighed lightly.

"This Song family cultural heritage has been passed down to this point, so it seems that it will not be preserved."

Just when Doctor Liu was in a hurry to rescue him, Song Mu was now awake and was shocked by the huge information that poured into his mind.

This world is no longer the ancient world known to Song Mu. There are the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Qin and Han Dynasties, but after the prosperous Tang Dynasty, everything changed.

In the tenth year of Tianbao, a meteor fell from the sky and fell into the imperial city of Chang'an. The meteor hung in the hall, with its brilliance and radiance. It was regarded as auspicious at first. Because the Wenqu Star in Tiannan was not bright, everyone said that Wenqu Star came to earth, but people would die suddenly when touched by it. Many slaves in the palace died suddenly. The imperial city was temporarily banned as a place of death, and regarded it as a disaster.

After the meteor fell for three years, Chang'an was in a strange movement, and demons appeared frequently. The territory of the Tang Dynasty changed in thousands of miles. At that time, An Lushan led his troops to attack, and the Tang Dynasty was shaking. Although the Anshi Rebellion was suppressed, man-made disasters stopped for a while, and demons arose.

The human race launched a war to fight against it. Within seven years, demons were everywhere and creatures were devastated. It is known in history that the Seven-year Demon Rebellion.

At that time, a great scholar, Zhang Ce, was the first to create "Wenli", using "Wenli" to control poems, songs and poems as swords, spears, swords and halberds, and could conquer and kill demons. He then led the human literati to concentrate on practicing ancient and modern fu, and all became "Wenli" to defend against the enemy. He actually killed all the great monsters in the world within thirty years.

Later, Emperor Li Long of Tang Dynasty promoted the world's literary power to suppress demons, and then formed the country's fortune, changing the country's name to Wen, which was for the Wen Dynasty, and gathered great scholars from all over the world to write the world's treasure book "The Complete Book of the Four Seas" to control the demon stars, which nourished the Wen Dynasty's literary context, and the country's fortune continued for two hundred years today without stopping.

If calculated by time, it should be around 1100 AD. However, the Wen Dynasty stood up, and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in history were no longer there, the Song Dynasty did not appear, and there was no trace of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties!

There is no Liu Yong, no Li Qingzhao, no Ouyang Xiu!

Without Su Shi, without Xin Qiji, without Lu You!

There is no Guan Hanqing, no Ma Zhiyuan, no Bai Pu!

The Wenchao opened up a new side of the human race with its mysterious "literary power"!

This is a dynasty that completely puts people in the supremacy of literature. If you learn literature, you can gain literary status. If you get literary status, you can gather literary power. If you control literary power, you can kill demons and eliminate demons and stabilize the country!

To gather the power of literature to strengthen oneself, one must read ancient and modern books and be proficient in countless classics! The mountains of classics are memorized like a stream!

To defeat the enemy with "Wenli" to defeat the strong enemy, you must be proficient in poetry, songs, and turn your body into "Wenli" and use short sentences of poetry, songs, and verses as the sharp edge of battle in order to kill the enemy!

If he had only traveled to ancient times, Song Mu could only curse God for being unjust and then accept everything calmly.

But now that the world is dominated by literati and poetry, songs and essays as its force, Song Mu, a graduate student in Chinese language and literature, almost jumped up screaming.

This world is gone from the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, but the countless poems, songs and essays from later generations are still in Song Mu's mind.

The sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds are flying!

This world is like a landscape painting with a lot of white space. At this moment, Song Mu was wearing a lot of ink, as if the world's paintings were waiting for Song Mu to write ink!

Song Mu was a little glad that he was still a little good at using his skills, but he also knew the life experience of his body.

This person is also called Song Mu, and he is the 17th generation eldest grandson of the Song family in Shiyang County, Jizhou, West Dao, Jiangnan.

The Song family moved here three hundred years ago, and then the second generation produced a Jinshi named Song Xingzhi. Later, the Song family was even more famous than three generations of Jinshi, and the Confucian scholars were all shining in that turbulent and demonic era.

After the establishment of the Wen Dynasty, the Song family formed a prominent cultural heritage on the West Road of Jiangnan. The fourth generation of the Song family established themselves in books. They became a prominent family together with the family of poetry, songs and essays throughout the world, and even once shined over the Guangping Song family!

This world's poetry and lyrics have created its own literary context. Li Du and other Tang poetry masters have established their own poetry masters, and later generations have learned their ancestors' poetry. They can control their literary power and defeat their enemies!

Later, Taizu changed the imperial examination system to expand the prose context. Common people passed down the exam, or made chapters of the past, and they could also enjoy the benefits of the world's context!

The Song family was so prosperous for hundreds of years. It was not until Song Mu's grandfather Song Bingde that he devoted himself to studying articles for fifty years before he finally got the title of Juren. However, he failed again and again and could no longer continue his ancestors' glory. In the end, he had to work as a county official, but was framed and almost died in vain because of his old-fashioned person. The old lady of the Song family spent countless silver and two men to pick him up and took her back to Shiyang County and became a rich man.

But even so, in order to revitalize the glory of his ancestors, Song Mu's grandfather and father have always adhered to the desire to be a scholarly family and studied literature every day, but their literary background is gradually declining. Only Song Mu's father Song Liangtong passed the exam for a scholar's position in his forties.

Two years ago, Song Liangtong encountered a demon on his way to the provincial capital to take the imperial examination. He and Song Mu's mother both passed away. His beloved son passed away. Mr. Song died overnight. Only the 17th generation grandson Song Mu and his second uncle Song Liangda were left in the family.

The Song family almost lost overnight, and the past was never seen again. They fell into an ordinary family, leaving only the old house and a few shops to support their faces.

A year ago, the seventeen-year-old Song Mu finally passed the exam for Tongsheng's literary position. The Song family was very happy. In order to revitalize the glory of the Song family, the second uncle worked with others to go east to do business. However, the sea boat encountered a sirens. Finally, the ship was sunk at the bottom of the sea and lost money. All the long things in the family were taken away by the creditors. Now the Song family has only one ancestral home and a few acres of thin fields outside the city, and it is difficult to survive.

The reason why Song Mu suffered this disaster was to raise money to go to the capital to take the scholarship exam.

That was Song Mu bet with a few young masters in the south of the city that if he went to the deserted ridge outside the city for a night, he would give him ten taels of silver.

For ten taels of silver, the thin Song Mu almost completely cut off the Song family's three hundred years of incense.

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