Maoshan ghost hunter

Sibao sighed, looked at him and said, "I'm just complaining, Dawei, we won't leave. We'll just stay in Beijing, and we'll wait for Shaoyang here."

It was Wu Jiawei who he called "Dawei".It has been a week since the two of them came to this world. Fortunately than Ye Shaoyang, the two of them were in the same woods when they crossed, and they met soon. What happened, I thought it was swept to a certain place in Qingming Realm by the aftermath of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The two came out of the woods and found a small village. The two entered the village curiously and asked someone to inquire. The answer was that it was outside Beijing, and the two were dumbfounded on the spot.

Then Sibao discovered that their attire was wrong, and the architectural style of the houses in the village was also very strange. In general, there was a completely different atmosphere from the contemporary era.

In the end, the two finally found out what the problem was. After asking someone for the date, they found out that they were in 1922. At first, they didn't believe it, but after looking for the almanac, they were sure that they had indeed traveled through time... with Ye Shaoyang The same, the initial shock and depression of the two of them could not be added, but fortunately they were two people and could discuss with each other.

After finding out that they couldn't go back, the two quickly recovered and discussed what to do and how to do it.

Although they don't know how they came to this world, they believe that it must be related to Xu Fu. The most important thing is that they don't know Xu Fu. After thinking about it, the two of them should be "accidentally injured"——Xu Fu's aim at It should be Ye Shaoyang. They were probably attracted to Ye Shaoyang because they stood together on the Eastern Emperor Bell.

In other words, Ye Shaoyang is probably also in this world.The two naturally set their goal to find Ye Shaoyang, but they didn't know where to look for it. After searching around for two days, there was no news at all, and the two began to suspect that Ye Shao hadn't traveled to the same place with them... The two were so hungry that they wandered around like ghosts and found this temple to live in.

There is no one in this temple, but the room is good, and the bedding and the like can be used. The two of them inquired around and found out that there is a monk in this temple. Because they escaped the war and went to the south, they stayed here unceremoniously. Found some buried sweet potatoes in the cellar.It is estimated that it is inconvenient to take away and leave behind.

The two of them ate sweet potatoes for the past few days, and they tried all kinds of meals. Although Sibao is a monk, he feels sick when he thinks of sweet potatoes.

After hearing Sibao's words, Wu Jiawei said puzzledly: "What's the use of staying in Beijing, Shaoyang may not come."

Sibao said: "If Shaoyang is in this world like us, then there must be more opportunities in Beijing than in small cities."

Wu Jiawei said puzzledly, "How do you say that?"

"Have you ever thought about it, we are looking for Shaoyang, and Shaoyang is probably looking for us too." Seeing Wu Jiawei nodding, Sibao continued, "From the perspective of people's subconscious, if you are looking for someone aimlessly, you must go to Big cities, because there are so many people in big cities, it’s easy to inquire. And there are only a few big cities like Beijing and Shanghai. He can never just go to a small city that we don’t know to find us? We are the same.”

Wu Jiawei nodded slowly, and said, "It sounds like a tacit understanding. But, even Shaoyang has come to Beijing, how can we find him?"

"I'll figure out a solution when the war is over." Sibao said while touching his bald forehead.

Wu Jiawei frowned and said, "What can I do? You are also a stranger in this world. Could it be possible to post missing person notices?"

Sibao pinched his tender face and said: "You really guessed half right, but there is one thing that is more effective than missing person notices, but... I have to make a good plan first, Let's wait until the war is over."

"Who knows how long it will take." Wu Jiawei said, "It's not up to us to decide to fight."

Sibao glanced at him contemptuously, "Let's just talk about you. Apart from cultivation, you don't care about history at all. This year is 1922. You definitely don't know what happened during this period."

Wu Jiawei looked at him in shock and said, "Did you know?"

"Of course I know, let me tell you for free. In April 1922, the first Zhifeng war broke out. Now Marshal Zhang, the king of the Northeast, is fighting with Commander Wu, who is directly subordinate to him. At the beginning of May, Commander Wu dispatched a surprise army and detoured to Lugou Bridge... ...The defeat of the Northeast Army was only on May [-]th. Marshal Zhang retreated to the Northeast and took direct control of Beijing City...so at most until May [-]th, it will be peaceful. Of course, this is all written in the history book, just in case it is written No, I can't help it either."

After Wu Jiawei heard this, he was astonished, looked at him stupidly, and said, "You know such a detailed history?" Suddenly he slapped his forehead and said, "I remembered, you are a tomb robber! No wonder!"

Tomb robbers need to understand the tombs of different eras, and they will also dabble in the background of the times, the change of dynasties, etc. They must know more about history than ordinary people.

Sibao glared at him and said, "It has nothing to do with tomb robbery. To tell you the truth, before my master became a monk, he was an officer under a certain warlord in the Beiyang period. He killed too many people. Later, after liberation, he came out to avoid disaster." His home. He knows the history of the Republic of China like the back of his hand, and he would tell me about it when he has nothing to do. He also has a lot of books on the history of the Republic of China in his meditation room.

When I was young, I didn't like to read any scriptures, and then you understand.It’s not me bragging. If I take the history of the Republic of China, I can get at least 95 points on the [-]-point paper. "

(Sorry, due to some accidents, I posted it late, three chapters.)

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2061 Another Traveler 1

Wu Jiawei quietly looked at him pretending to be aggressive, and when he finished speaking, he said, "You are so capable, why don't you go and change history like those in time-travel dramas."

Sibao said: "Crazy, what am I doing to change history."

Wu Jiawei said: "High-ranking officials and generous salaries come here just by raising their hands."

"I'm not interested. I just want to go back now, my Xiaowen..." Sibao frowned, suddenly thought of something, and his expression froze. After a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "Dawei , You said... If I really do this, what kind of impact will it have on future generations?"

Wu Jiawei said: "That depends on the size of the things you do, I don't know."

Sibao said: "As I just said, if I have the opportunity to tell Commander Zhang, the direct troops will go around behind the Marco Polo Bridge to attack him, let him take precautions in advance, and even set up suspicious positions... The premise is that people listen to me, you say , what will happen in the end?"

Wu Jiawei was stunned for a while, then said, "Is it possible for the Northeast Army to turn defeat into victory? Then..."

"Then history may be rewritten." The corner of Sibao's mouth twitched, and he said with emotion: "Fuck, thinking that I might change history, this feeling is really...unexplainable."

Wu Jiawei thought for a while, and said: "This is just the most ideal result. As an ordinary person, you will never see a warlord at all. Even if you do see it by chance, it is impossible for people to listen to a word of such a big thing as war." Just change the strategic plan."

Sibao nodded and said, "That's what I'm just imagining. Even if I was really given such a chance, I wouldn't do it. Although it's exciting to change history, it's too scary to think about it."

Wu Jiawei sat down on the meadow, looked at the dilapidated Buddha statue in the main hall, and said, "I'm just a mage, and I'm not interested in these things that have nothing to do with the magic world."

"I am also a mage, so we should only do what we are good at. If we want to use my plan to find Shaoyang, we must have a certain status."

Wu Jiawei looked up at him: "What should I do?"

Sibao sat down opposite him, rubbed his stomach, and said, "Let's talk about it when the situation is peaceful. We can't do anything in this chaotic world. Let's fill our stomachs first. What, you can cook a few more." A sweet potato..."

When Wu Jiawei heard the word "sweet potato", a disgusted expression appeared on his paralyzed face, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Master Bao, can we eat something else?"

Sibao rubbed his growling stomach and said angrily, "If you don't eat sweet potatoes, what else do you want to eat? KFC McDonald's? Braised chicken and rice?"

Wu Jiawei also groaned in his stomach, wiped his saliva, took a breath and said, "Stop poisoning, let's eat sweet potatoes, I'll cook them..."

"For a change today, let's eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Wu Jiawei had already stood up and walked out, but stopped when he heard this sentence, and said, "I have eaten roasted sweet potatoes several times."

Sibao rolled his eyes, "Then tell me, what flavor have we never tried?"

Wu Jiawei was at a loss for words, so he was speechless.

Peach Blossom Mountain is a hill outside Hangzhou City. Although it has a good name, it is not well-known.There is a Taoist temple on the mountain, just in troubled times, even the affluent city of Hangzhou has been affected by fluctuations, basically no one goes to the mountain to burn incense, and the front hall of Taohua Mountain is also very dilapidated, only two little Taoist priests are there to guide boys in the front mountain, but There were not many pilgrims all day long, only occasionally some came to stay overnight, and the two were ordered to drive them away.

Two boys were in the hall, one with a feather duster and the other with a dust whisk, cleaning up the god statues in the hall, looking bored, and just looking for something to do for themselves.

"Brother, tell me, when can we start practicing spells like those senior brothers." A younger one complained.

"What's the rush, those senior brothers, aren't we the ones who persisted in the past like this, there is always a chance."

The young Daotong took a look at his senior brother and said, "Senior brother, you can really see it."

"If you can see it, you have to wait. If you can't see it, you have to wait. It's all the same. Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiao Daotong laughed and said: "Senior brother, you are enlightened. If I were the master, I would definitely let you enter the outer courtyard to start cultivating the Tao."

The two were talking and laughing while they were working. Xiao Daotong found a rag and wiped the incense case. When he went out to pour water, he saw a person walking up the mountain and couldn't help but take a look.

What came was a man in a yellow gown, with long hair tied behind his head and a sallow complexion, with his hands clasped together, he walked slowly up the mountain road.

Xiao Daotong stared at the face of the person who came, and felt that his appearance was very ordinary, but there was an indescribable feeling...so he stood aside and waited dully until the person went up the mountain.