p.s: All names related to the Han nationality in this chapter are all Han nationality from another world, not the Chinese Han nationality! I would like to declare that those who are interested in ethnic origin should still hope that Haihan will do so.
Qi Shizhai's face was full of sadness and resentment. He suddenly turned to look at Xiao Yuanche and shouted: "Xiao Yuanche! Xiao Sikong, you don't know me. You should know what the totem on my purple clothes represents!"
As he spoke, he shook his long gown, and the alien animal patterns on the gown were like living creatures, reflected in everyone's eyes.
Xiao Yuanche looked at the alien beast pattern carefully.
Snake head, lion body, eagle wings, dragon claws.
This alien beast totem seemed so familiar. It seemed that he had seen it in some book when he was young, but it was so old that he couldn't remember which book it was and what alien beast it was.
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Suddenly, the contents of a book and a picture of a strange animal slowly appeared in his mind.
Xiao Yuanche also instantly remembered what that strange beast was.
Xiao Yuanche suddenly took a breath of air, his face became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This strange beast... this is Yiwu! It turns out that you are... a member of the Yiwu tribe!"
When Qi Shizhai heard this, his eyes turned to the sky with tears, and he laughed sadly. Suddenly his eyes were full of murderous intent. He looked at Xiao Yuanche and said word for word for a long time: "I thought that in this bright world, the two words Yi and Wu have long been forgotten.
Being forgotten, it turns out that you can still remember Xiao Yuanche! Yes, this leader is from the Yiwu tribe!"
Xiao Yuanche was very surprised, and suddenly shook his head and said: "No, no! How is this possible? I checked your life story, Qi Shizhai, and you are Han! You still have a wife and children! How can you be from the Yiwu tribe!"
Qi Shizhai's eyes were full of blood and tears, and he said angrily: "You are talking about Qi Shizhai! That damn ghost was killed by me personally when Wang Xi was in chaos more than ten years ago! And I am just carrying the name of this Han dead ghost in this forbidden palace.
It’s just dormant until today!”
Xiao Yuanche opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "You...it turns out you are not Qi Shizhai! Instead, you are an imposter!"
Su Ling's face was confused. This era is so chaotic. Why did the Yiwu clan appear? It's just something.
Su Ling let out a sigh and interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "Sikong, and you fake Eunuch Qi, don't talk so passionately. Can any of you tell me what the Yiwu tribe is?"
Qi Shizhai sighed and said: "Su Ling, you are still young, and you were born in the mountains. The grievances between the Yiwu tribe and the Han people in the Jin Dynasty have passed decades ago, so it is normal that you don't know. That's all. Since it's
Now, I will tell you a story. Maybe after hearing this, you will change your mind about me, and maybe you will join me."
Su Ling nodded, looking like a crowd eating melons, and nodded eagerly: "Su is all ears!"
Qi Shizhai's voice was old and ethereal, slowly telling a story that was sealed in the long river of time.
"The Yiwu are an ancient ethnic group that has existed in the Bahe River Basin since ancient times. They, together with the Bohai Mowan, Lingnan Shanyue, Shaliang Qianghun and Longtai Xia people, are the ancestors of your Han people, and they are also called the two ancient peoples.
The four major tribes in the Eighteen Prefectures. The land of Mowan is bitter and cold, so they eat hair and drink blood. They still exist in the world as loose tribes. The high mountains in Lingnan are miasmatic, and the folk customs in the mountains are strange. Many of them like to eat poisonous insects and refine poisonous poison. The desert is vast, but it is rich in powerful substances.
Horses, Shaliang Qiang are tame, and the tribesmen are tough and rough. Since ancient times, the four major tribes have adhered to their territory, not infringing on each other, and prospering." Qi Shizhai's voice had gone through the changes and lost the bloodthirsty ferocity just now.
Only then did Su Ling have a preliminary understanding of the ancient history of this era.
"We lived in peace and prosperity for countless years. That year, floods fell from the sky in twenty-eight states, and the entire land became a vast ocean."
Su Ling was startled and said to himself: "Wucao! Do you want Nuwa to mend the sky, or Dayu to control the floods?"
Qi Shizhai glanced at Su Ling and said: "Who is Dayu? The world is an ocean, and the four major tribes have a population of ten to fifty, and they are all in danger of extinction. At this time, a stunningly talented saint appeared among the Xia tribe
, this person is the ancient great power who was revered as the Holy Emperor Ding Yu by the later Han people! I wonder if he is the same person as the Dayu you mentioned..."
Su Ling was suffocated for a while, waved his hand and said: "I'm talking nonsense, excuse me, you continue."
After saying that, he glanced at Fu Shenzi, who had a natural expression. When he saw him looking at him, he whispered to Su Ling: "My senior brother Ce Ci told me these things, and I was also confused at that time...
....”
Qi Shizhai's voice was still ethereal after the vicissitudes of life: "This Holy Emperor of Dingyu made a great wish between heaven and earth, combined the destiny of the twenty-eight states, built twenty-eight bottles of the tripod, and anchored it in the land of the twenty-eight states, so the floods disappeared.
.The world was preserved, and the people of the four major tribes were able to continue to multiply. The four major tribes gathered at Longtai, the center of the twenty-eight states, and respected the sage Yu as the holy emperor Ding Yu, the supreme king of the world."
Listening to this, Su Ling felt like the hairs on his hair stood on end. Was this such a big joke that the universe was torn apart?
Qi Shizhai sighed and said: "For thousands of years, the four major tribes lived in peace and harmony until a man named Ying Qin appeared in the Xia tribe."
Su Ling exclaimed in low voice: "Wucao! Qin Shihuang..."
Fushenzi coughed quickly to cover up.
Qi Shizhai's voice began to sound angry again and said: "This Yin Qin Xingdao relied on the fact that the land occupied by the Xia tribe was the most fertile and abundant land, so he launched his grand plan to unify the twenty-eight states. He attacked Shaliang Qianghun from the west.
The defeated Qianghun tribe fled deeper into the desert and marched eastward into the roaring Bohai Sea.
, defeated several tribes of the Mowan tribe one by one. Until now, the Mowan tribe is still like a plate of scattered sand. They crossed the Jingxiang River in the south, crossed the Wanren Mountains in the south of Lingnan, and defeated all the Shanyue tribes and fled into the mountains. They have not recovered their strength until now. Winning
The tyranny of Qin has its destiny, and he will be the king!"
"At this time, among the four major tribes in the world, the only remaining Yiwu tribe in the Bahe River Basin of the Central Plains was the Yiwu tribe. Due to generations of reproduction and the education of the Central Plains, they were as powerful as the Qinxia tribe. However, the ancestors of the Yiwu kings had strictly ordered to abide by their own rights.
Do not seek hegemony or plunder our own land. Do not go to war with the Qin and Xia tribes unless absolutely necessary. From this point of view, we, the Yi and Wu tribes, are doing the right thing!" Qi Shizhai's voice was majestic and filled with vicissitudes of life.
"What happened next? What happened next?" Su Ling was intrigued by Qi Shizhai and asked.
"Haha, the Xia clan, the ancestors of your Han clan, have always claimed to be orthodox in the world, but in fact they are all hypocrites! Ying Qin saw that our Yi and Wu clans were strong, so he thought that if he rashly started a war, it was still unclear who would die! So he made a poisonous plan.
superficial invitation
I, the late king of Yiwu, went to Longtai for a banquet to discuss the matter of jointly ruling the world. In fact, it was a wolfish ambition! I, the late king of Yiwu, had no doubts and led all the chiefs of the Yiwu tribe to Longtai in person. It’s a shame, it’s a shame..." Qi Shizhai
One pointed at Xiao Yuanche and others.
His voice was filled with sorrow and anger: "You...the ancestor of your Han clan, the one who won the Qin Dynasty suddenly killed me in front of the banquet and killed our ancestor king of the Yiwu clan and all the leaders of the Yiwu clan! Then while my Yiwu clan was leaderless,
Use all your troops to attack our territory in the Bashui Basin of Yiwu!"
"In this battle... there was no light from the sun and the moon, the sky was dim and the earth was dark! Rivers of blood flowed! Not even one out of ten of our Yi and Wu tribes survived! Only a few Yi and Wu ancestors fought through the siege and crossed the Bohai Sea. In the end, they defeated Qin and chased them to the Bohai Sea. Because
The sea blocked us, so we withdrew our troops." Qi Shizhai's voice was sad and slow as he spoke slowly.
Everyone seemed to feel like they were on that ancient battlefield, with war drums ringing in their ears and their hearts pounding, and the sunset before their eyes looking like blood.
"So far, the twenty-eight states and the four major tribes' world structure have become the dust of history! Ying Qin unified the world and established the powerful Ying Dynasty! Change the Xia clan to the Han clan, so that the blood of your Han clan will continue to multiply to this day!" Qi Shizhai
When he said this, his face was full of reluctance.
"We, the Yiwu people, crossed the Bohai Sea and came to the east of the Bohai Sea. We found a piece of land. Although it was barren and barren, it was a bitter cold land, and it was connected to the Mowan tribe in the east. However, it was still a land.
A land of peace! Although there are Mowans in the east, their influence is more declining than our Yiwu people, so their influence can be ignored. Our Yiwu people lost their homeland, so they worked hard to rebuild their homes and build cities on the east coast of the Bohai Sea.
It was named Xuandu! The Yiwu tribe once again took root here and thrived."
Su Ling nodded and said: "That's good, as the race has not been exterminated..."
Qi Shizhai let out a long sigh, and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes were even greater: "If this is the case, we, the Yiwu clan, will accept our fate. After all, we will become kings and losers. The fate of the world lies with the Han people, not with me, Yiwu. Yiwu has found a place to live on the east coast of the Bohai Sea.
The earth can be regarded as pitiful to the sky...but the long sky, how can it be so unfair to me?"
Hearing this, Su Ling secretly thought, Brother, you stole someone else's lines...
Qi Shizhai's voice became more gloomy and sad as he said: "More than six hundred years ago, the Ying Dynasty was passed down to the king Yinghai, who appointed traitors and carried out tyranny. Coupled with the continuous natural disasters, starvation and death were everywhere, and the people were in dire straits. People everywhere rose up to resist Ying Chao Yinghai.
The rule of the Han Dynasty. A hero appeared among the Han people. He killed the born god in Bahe and ordered the world to obey. After several years of fighting, the Jin Dynasty was finally established! This man's name was Liu Ming Xiubang.
!”
Xiao Yuanche sighed and said: "Yes, this is our founder of the Jin Dynasty - Liu Xiubang!"
Su Ling was confused for a moment, Liu Xiubang? Is this a combination of the two great men who founded the country in history?
Regardless of what they were doing, Qi Shizhai's voice remained gloomy, as if he was talking to himself: "The Jin Dynasty started from Liu Xiubang, passed down from Emperor Jinghui to the current emperor Liu Duan, it seems like it has been more than six hundred years!"
Xiao Yuanche nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, this is the history of our Han people. As for the disputes between the Yiwu people and our Han people that you mentioned, they are all ancient things. Time is blurred and cannot be tested long ago. The truth behind them is
How can we tell the difference between fake and fake? Xiao Yuanche only knows that the orthodoxy in the world belongs to our Han people! Others who covet the country and the country are all aliens!"
Xiao Yuanche's voice was as sharp as a knife as he said: "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different!"
Qi Shizhai glanced at Xiao Yuanche with some disdain, suddenly raised his head and laughed, and said in a deep voice: "What a brilliant word! Alien race? If our Yiwu tribe was not exploited by your ancestors, who are the alien races in the world?"
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Xiao Yuanche said coldly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! You don't even understand this truth, do you?"
Qi Shizhai continued to sneer, and suddenly raised his head and asked: "Xiao Da Sikong, since you know that the totem on my body is Yiwu, then you must have read that unique and unique book - "The Lost History"!"
Xiao Yuanche said coldly: "I've seen it, so what!"
Qi Shizhai said coldly: "Since you have read "Anonymous History", you should understand that eighty years ago, the Yiwu people and your Han people had another blood feud! Let me ask you, if all the previous incidents can be summarized
Due to the so-called destiny, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy..."
Qi Shizhai's cold light flashed, and he said without taking a step back: "In this bloody feud eighty years ago, who is the one who deceives the world, our Yiwu tribe or your Han tribe!..." This chapter has been completed!