Turn on the computer, open the browser, and click the mouse in the search box. Du Kang was about to enter, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the [Hot Search List on the Internet] that popped up under the search box.
"A man in Sunan City suffered from spontaneous human combustion on the street and died after ineffective rescue [hot]"
"Guihua County, Baigong City, Xiangzhou is frequently haunted. Experts explained this after investigation [Hot]"
"..."
There was a large amount of news, all of which seemed a bit "weird".
"Eh?" Du Kang was startled. There's something wrong with this popularity list! Shouldn't it be news about a celebrity artist's cheating?
Shaking his head, Du Kang typed on the keyboard and typed out a lot of words that Guan Gong had said before, and then clicked search.
Jumping to the search results page, Du Kang just saw the first search result, his eyes froze, and his breathing stopped for a moment.
Du Kang clicks to enter the details page.
[In ancient times, some people called Zigui, Guizhou, Baishan. He was a businessman, he was innocent even when he was young, he was fair and virtuous, and he was rich. When he was old, everyone respected him as Bai Lao.
Bai Lao respected Guan Gong and built the Wusheng Palace. He paid all his affairs to his descendants and worshiped him in the palace all day long.
During the annual disaster, countless people died of hunger and cold on the road. When Bai Lao heard about it, he returned quickly, hoping to open a warehouse to provide relief...
…
But I saw that Guan Gong showed his sage, nine feet long, two feet long beard, face as heavy as jujube, lips as greased, red phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, majestic appearance, and shouted: "As an official, you should serve the people wholeheartedly and be loyal to the emperor.
Serve the country. The monarch of a country only believes in gods and Buddhas but does not do practical things. He should advise and remonstrate in order to ensure the future of the country. If you flatter and follow his favorite, he will become a treacherous minister. If this goes on for a long time, the people will not be able to live and the country will perish. Therefore, thieves
Behead!"
...]
"Who am I? Where am I? What have I done?"
Du Kang finished reading the entire article, and only these three questions about the soul remained in his mind.
This is an ancient prose narrative, from a well-known collection of ancient novels similar to "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" and "Zi Buyu". Du Kang remembered it because he scanned it when he was reading extracurricular books when he was a child.
Because it was so far away when I saw it, Du Kang couldn't remember it at the first time. Even when he remembered it, he couldn't be sure. He still needed to search online to confirm.
The verification results, although they had been expected for a long time, still made Du Kang a little... I don't know how to put it into words.
Exactly the same!
From Bai Lao's famous name Baishan, being extremely wealthy, keeping his promises and caring for the victims, to the words Guan Gong said when he killed those corrupt officials, they all appear in the form of classical Chinese, but there is no difference in content!
If I have to say it, that is... I didn't appear in it?
"Is what I just experienced something that really happened in history?" Du Kang murmured to himself, "Or... is it just the world in this kind of novel?"
"If that is indeed the history that happened in the world I live in, then when I go there...do I reach the real past, or a parallel world, or...is it a pure illusion?"
A lot of questions suddenly appeared in Du Kang's mind, making him so confused that he didn't even know where to start - this news was too shocking for him.
"First of all, the possibility of an illusion is very small, because the cultivation techniques and the three swords that appear in my mind actually exist. Although I haven't checked the three swords yet, I can feel it, and there are also system rewards.
It's possible... but what's the benefit of spending so much time and playing so much? It can be ruled out for the time being." Du Kang began to analyze.
"Parallel worlds should be the most likely. After all, if I go to the real past, then there will be big problems, and it is likely to involve time paradoxes, reversal of cause and effect, and other issues...
But if I have to say it, the possibilities of both are actually about the same?"
After analyzing for a long time, Du Kang suddenly said "fuck" and slapped his thigh. The clear pain only made Du Kang, who suddenly thought about it, even more excited.
"Why don't I just go to the field to verify it!"
Du Kang suddenly remembered that his last words when he left were to ask Mr. Bai to write down the entire incident and then hide it underground in the Wusheng Hall of Wusheng Palace.
Because he did not see himself appearing in the ancient text at first, Du Kang subconsciously thought that this meant that the possibility of him going to the real past history was relatively small... But suddenly he thought again, this ancient article on the Internet
It is written completely from the perspective of a third party, the listener!
In the whole process, Du Kang only met one person, Bai Lao, and the other was Guan Gong. This also means that if Bai Lao hadn't told it himself, others would naturally not know that there was another person in this whole matter.
The existence of Du Kang!
"If Mr. Bai recorded the whole thing and didn't tell anyone else, and really hid it under the Wusheng Hall of Wusheng Palace, if I can really find such a record...then, everything
It became clear instantly, there is no need for me to waste time here guessing here and there!”
Du Kang finally figured it out and felt suddenly enlightened. Now he only had one problem left to solve, which was to find the location of the Wusheng Palace in Zigui County, Guizhou in ancient times, and then go there and find a way to excavate the underground of the Wusheng Palace Hall.
Well, let's see if we can find the recorded information. It's very simple.
As soon as he said it, Du Kang did a thousand-degree search, and the result he got was——
"EZ Shi Enwu Holy Palace?"
Du Kang opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
Let's put it this way, this thing ranks first in the Qiandu search for Wusheng Palace, which is introduced as an example.
Then, if Du Kang wanted to verify it, he would have to dig up the main hall of Wusheng Palace there...
Du Kang searched silently and found that someone among the vast number of universal netizens had actually asked this question. Of course, it was not this Wusheng Palace, but another state-level cultural relics protection unit... Below this question, the best answer is:
A netizen directly pasted a paragraph——
Crime of intentional damage to cultural relics: Whoever intentionally damages precious cultural relics protected by the state or cultural relics identified as national key cultural relics protection units or state-level cultural relics protection units shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years or criminal detention, and shall also or solely be fined; if the circumstances are serious,
, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years, and shall also be fined...
"Actually, what's the point of getting the answer to this kind of thing? Getting the answer is just to verify the conjecture, without any substantial benefits; not getting it will not affect my continued succession and diligent work..." Du Kang comforted
I looked at myself and gave up the idea completely.
That's weird.
Digging is definitely not allowed. Even if he can cultivate immortality now, he can't do anything illegal or criminal. Although it sounds cool to be a member of the motherland or ancestors, as a young man with good moral character, Du Kang definitely can't do it.
, that is, just a joke on weekdays.
But you still have to go.
Du Kang did not forget what Guan Gong once said.
"If we meet again, let's have a drink together!"
PS: Shared house diary↓
Suddenly it occurred to me that the factor that led me to make up my mind to go to the gym was not entirely because I wanted to climb Mount Huashan.
Specifically, we have to start from the time when we first came to share the house.
In fact, I was planning to go to Hunan at first, but after some discussion with some writer friends with whom I had a good relationship, I decided to come to Xi'an. Xi'an has a lot of people and the rented houses are nearby, so we gathered six of us at once.
Things are still going well so far. Authors who enjoy chatting online will naturally chat more happily offline... But everyone has overlooked a serious problem.
As we all know, the author is a nocturnal creature. He cannot write during the day and can concentrate at night. It is definitely not because of some factors such as not being able to write before the line between life and death...
In short! Basically, everyone can’t make an appointment together until early in the morning. By that time, naturally they can only have late night snacks.
Ordering some skewers, drinking beer, and exchanging interesting stories, it was quite fun.
And happiness often comes at a price.
Sleeping after eating is a happy life for pigs. If humans follow suit, they will become pigs.
After about a week or two of this, I looked at the scale and saw the number 5kg added directly, and my eyes were as wide as copper bells.
No, I have to lose weight!
If this continues, next year I will be the current Ah Xue!
