It's terrible to have no culture. If you don't die, you can't figure out how a semi-illiterate thing like Long Xiaoqi can make a fortune in the world and can still do such a big thing.

The strangest thing is that he can survive without death? He lives well until now and lives in front of his own eyes.

He really wanted to kill this guy with one shot, but it was not easy to kill him with one shot. Even if he killed him, he had to find a reason.

"In the late Qin Dynasty, people were living in poverty. First, Chen Sheng, Wu Guangdaze Township, rebelled, and then Xiang Yu led the children of Jiangdong..."

"I know this. He brought 800 Jiangdong children and killed the Yangtze River in one breath. At that time, Liu Bang was still selling straw sandals..."

"Liu Bei sells straw sandals, Liu Bang is the pavilion chief, and at that time he was a gangster! Liu Bei was the grandson of Liu Bang's grandson..." Lao Bud stared at Long Xiaoqi: "How did you live until now? Ah? You rassip!"

"Liu Bang is also a rascal. How did he become emperor?"

"This..." Lao Budhi was stunned, waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't interrupt, just calm me if you want to hear it."

Long Xiaoqi quickly closed his mouth, of course he wanted to hear it.

When Lao Budhi told him this, he didn't have to play chess anymore. Even if the other party was talking about a smack of shit, he wanted to listen.

Life was just like this. In the next month, Long Xiaoqi played chess with Lao Buhe every day, and Lao Buhe talked to him every day to live a pleasant life.

Long Xiaoqi knew that this was not about Lao Budhi playing with him, but about letting him think after telling him the story.

What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about?

pattern!

During this process, Long Xiaoqi's temperament gradually calmed down.

At night, he would lean against the wall and sort out these stories over and over again, including the battle between Chu and Han, the battle between Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang, and the battle between the three brothers of the Li family of Xuanwu Gate...

No one else told him about these things, but when he was a child, he knew a little about watching TV and big dramas.

And in the thousands of years of changing times, countless geniuses emerged suddenly, and talents from all walks of life are really magnificent.

Although it was the age of cold weapons, after the scroll was unfolded, it was not comparable to the modern world disputes.

"Zhao Kuo, awesome!"

Long Xiaoqi likes Zhao Kuo and likes Zhao Kuo very much, who is called "paper talk".

In the battle with Bai Qi, he fought against Qin for nearly twenty years before he recovered his vitality. This is really not a matter of paper talk.

Unfortunately, later generations turned Zhao Kuo into a paper talk.

The reason why I like Zhao Kuo is very simple. This is a family dog!

In that case, Zhao Kuo was still fighting to the death. Not only did he fight to the death, but he forced the Qin army led by the killing god Bai Qi to lack strength and his vitality was greatly damaged.

This is a tragic figure. After he was killed, Zhao State was killed hundreds of thousands of troops.

He could choose to escape, but eventually fight to the end.

"This is the real man, but unfortunately the country behind it is not good." Long Xiaoqi said to himself with emotion: "I am born at the wrong time, and I can compete with me..."

"Don't put a powder on yourself and go to bed!" Lao Budhi cursed.

Long Xiaoqi quickly lay on the ground to sleep. He really dared not provoke Lao Huan now, and he was really afraid of this old and immortal thing.

...

Half a year passed by, the world's pattern was changing, many new forces emerged, and many old forces disappeared.

The African King is no longer Long Xiaoqi, his name is about to be forgotten; the African Mercenary Union has also become someone else's, and is dominated by the war economy.

This is true in Africa, Europe, and in many places.

The footprints left by the place where Long Xiaoqi once walked have been quietly smoothed out under the influence of time.

I can never hear the name God Punishment again, and no one has ever seen God Punishment take action again.

In short, it is time to rise, and it is time to remain silent.

In half a year, the change is huge.

For Long Xiaoqi who stayed on Forgotten Island, the change was also huge.

His eyes changed. He was no longer the same as before, but had hidden wisdom and knowledge of thinking about the overall situation.

Chess was not played a month ago, because it became very difficult for Lao Budhi to win him.

Start playing Go.

Although chess and Go are different, they are both chess and card games that control the overall situation.

"Everyone says you are smart, but you are really smart. Unfortunately, when you were young, you didn't have a good teacher, otherwise your success will be even greater now." Lao Budhi stared at the chessboard and stroked his beard and said, "But you can't blame you. This is how your family is. If you were in the Laolong family and were trained by your Laolong family's ancestors since childhood, there would be almost no opponents in this world."

This is Lao Buddy's biggest evaluation. He has never commented on a person like this because he lost this game of Go.

"Everyone will die." Long Xiaoqi said with a smile: "If you don't die, you were once a sensational figure and had many enemies, whether you are as old as you or young as you. They may not be able to kill you, but they can endure you to death. When you die, who will win or lose? Haha."

If Long Xiaoqi had said this in the past, others would have thought it was plagiarism.

But now it is definitely not plagiarism. This is what Long Xiaoqi thought and realized by himself.

No one in this world can laugh until the end. Is Napoleon fierce? Is he dead! Is Hitler cruel? Is he dead!

Looking further, Caesar in the West was also dead, and all the influential figures in Chinese history were dead.

Maybe some people die in their old age, but what about the tombs after death?

Lady Cixi lived until old age, but unfortunately, her tomb was blown up after her death and her body was thrown away casually...

No one is the most powerful, it has been like this from ancient times to the present.

"You can go out from tomorrow." Lao Budhi said to Long Xiaoqi: "It's really hard for you to stay here for half a year. Although you are still far away, you should be able to save your life after you go out."

"Damn, you drive me away?" Long Xiaoqi opened his eyes and shouted, "Not that, right? I will pour you a urine jar every day in the next two months. Do you have to teach me your unique skills? Is the urine jar so useless? Is it a man who is immortal, and you have to be conscience. You can't even smell the smell of urine. I just pour it all!"

Long Xiaoqi was unhappy. He really poured a urine jar for Lao Budhi for two months.

"What kind of skills do I have? If I really have a skill, would I still stay here?" Lao Budhi shook his head and said, "What can I teach you? That is, tell you stories and take you to play chess, that's all..."

Lao Bushen's face was full of self-deprecating, and his turbid eyes were filled with decades of vicissitudes.

"If you have the will, just dig a hole for me when I die." Lao Budhi sighed and said, "I don't expect to return to China, just be here."

"How to write a tombstone? You can't just write about the old man, right?" Long Xiaoqi asked.

"Tombstone...Waiting for peace."

Lao Budhi said his name, or this is his original name - Ping'an Hou.

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Chapter completed!