I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 236 Background Characters in Assassin's Creed
Along with the flight, ancient cities appeared in the eyes of Lin Dong and Zhang Zeduan.

The former was not surprised.

Lin Dong in his previous life was considered a small success. Before time travel, his dream was to travel around the world.

Later, due to lack of money, I went to the Middle East.

Therefore, he is quite familiar with everything here.

No.

It should be said that it is both familiar and unfamiliar.

It is familiar because many ancient buildings are still there.

The strange thing is that these ancient buildings look more ancient and vicissitudes than later generations.

The dark red mark on the city represents blood and fire.

These are the ordeals they have experienced standing in the world.

In comparison, Zhang Zeduan was dumbfounded.

He was not too shocked by these castles. In fact, the ruins left by China from ancient times still look quite majestic and shocking.

For a painter like Zhang Zeduan who likes to observe ancient buildings, the castle below is really not surprising.

What surprised him was that there actually existed a world here.

A world that has not been understood at all.

In the past, like many people, he thought that outside of China, there were a group of people who drank blood.

However, these castles clearly told him that what he thought in the past was all his own.

The actual situation is completely different from what he thought.

In his view, this is a new world.

Whoosh!
While Zhang Zeduan was scanning the buildings, he quickly closed his eyes as a castle was getting closer.

"arrive."

600 meters west of the city gate, Lin Dong controlled the Qingping sword and landed.

"vomit……"

Zhang Zeduan got off the flying sword, retched twice, unable to vomit anything at all, he shook his head and said to Lin Dong, "Xian, Master Xian, can you tell me first when you fall down next time?"

"Okay." Lin Dong replied with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his gaze to the castle in front of him.

Lin Dong still knew something about this castle.

He once saw a traveler's description of this castle in a book.

"The city is surrounded by gardens and orchards, and the coming and going of pools, rivers, brooks, and springs are artfully arranged to delight the soul."

It's a pity that he won't be able to see it in future generations.

All he could see at that time was probably only wars and artillery shells, and there were also many new era buildings.

But right now, he really saw everything that the traveler said.

At this moment, he can say with certainty that what the traveler said is true.

Around the castle, there are gardens and orchards. It is summer at this time, and the fragrance of melons and fruits spreads over the surface.

Before and after the castle, there are many rivers, which come and go like ponds, rivers, streams and springs.

They are very ingeniously arranged, and most people who see them for the first time will feel relaxed and happy.

Here is Damascus.

"Master Immortal, are we going into the city?"

After getting used to spitting, Zhang Zeduan recovered. Looking at this artistically rich castle, he couldn't help saying, "This city is too small. If the gates are closed, it may be difficult for ordinary people to get out..."

Swish!
Lin Dong turned his head and looked at Zhang Zeduan who was speaking in surprise.

Painter, shouldn't you say such a thing?

In this case, no matter what, the general should say it, right?

"I'm used to seeing big cities. Such a small castle may not even be able to accommodate the people in the inner city, so..."

Zhang Zeduan seemed to feel something, and smiled awkwardly.

"I see."

Lin Dong came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Pindao's purpose for this trip is here. Although I won't be disappointed, this city is indeed a bit small."

Is that a little small?

It's just too small, okay?
If such a city was built in China...

Cough cough, not even a county seat?
Of course, from an artistic point of view, this place is indeed very good. At first glance, Zhang Zeduan subconsciously wanted to draw a picture.

His mentality is actually easy to understand.

He who is used to seeing big cities is like a fat foodie. If he eats too many delicacies, he will always want to eat something light.

"Come on, let's go to town."

Lin Dong didn't give Zhang Zeduan a chance to observe, and walked towards the city gate.

Zhang Zeduan quickly gave up observing and followed Lin Dong's footsteps.

He was afraid that he would fall behind, and if he lost his way here, he really didn't know if he would be able to return to his hometown.

As the saying goes.

It’s good to stay at home for a thousand days, but it’s hard to go out for a while.

In the past, he didn't feel this way.

After all, in the Song Dynasty, although each city was different, thanks to the great achievements of Qin Shihuang, many places were actually similar.

Here, Zhang Zeduan felt that he would easily get lost.

Then, you can never go home again.

……

When entering the city, Lin Dong handed over two copper plates engraved with the inscriptions of the Song Dynasty.

The gatekeeper immediately let them go, and at the same time paid high respect to the arrival of the two of them.

Compared with later generations who only want money and don't look at the road, Damascus at this time is still very friendly to Lin Dong.

Of course.

This is also due to the strength of Da Song.

after all.

According to legend, the Song Dynasty only had millions of standing troops.

This number, for people in Damascus, can be said to be boundless horror.

"Me, where are we going?"

Because the people were very friendly, Zhang Zeduan gradually dissipated a lot of homesickness, and subconsciously asked Lin Dong the question he had always wanted to ask.

Lin Dong thought for a while, then smiled and said to the latter, "Go to an interesting place."

Zhang Zeduan didn't understand.

However, he soon understood.

When he saw countless trained dead soldiers (assassins), he subconsciously thought that he had traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Huaxia's assassin organization, which had gradually disappeared since the late Han Dynasty, appeared in front of it at this time.

His mood is very complicated. If he had to say it, it would probably be...

I want to draw a picture on the spot as a souvenir.

Of course, there are actually many assassin organizations in Song Dynasty now, but compared to the old ones here, those people are all from the Jianghu, which is not the same as here.

"Hello, guest from the East."

When Zhang Zeduan was deep in thought, a man in white hooded clothing came to Lin Dong, with his right hand on his chest, and slowly bent over.

"Hello, Al Mualim, the mentor of the Assassin Organization."

Lin Dong also clasped his fists.

"You know me?"

Al Mualim suddenly stopped when he was about to straighten up, and looked at the strangely dressed man in front of him in disbelief.

"of course."

Lin Dong smiled slightly.

He would not say that he met the other party in Assassin's Creed.

Of course, if converted to the time background of Assassin's Creed, the mentor Al Mualim had already been slaughtered by Altaïr.

However, in this timeline, Altai still doesn't know where he is, so Al Mualim will naturally not die.

At the same time, Al Mualim was only in his early 20s at this time.

"It's a great honor that you actually know me."

Al Mualim seemed very excited, and after shouting a few words in disbelief, he said in a very loyal way: "No matter what your purpose of coming is, but since you know me, Al Mualim, your next itinerary in Damascus will be It's going to go very smoothly."

(End of this chapter)