Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Xian Yubin climbed up the hill, hugged the hidden shell-shaped stone platform, and moved to the front to check.

After a day of baking by the sun and scratching by the sea breeze, the hibiscus tree not only did not wilt, but its leaves became even greener.

Faintly, Xian Yubin felt that the tree trunk seemed to be a little taller.

He was greatly surprised.

Combined with the rumors of the Japanese commander Yoshichi Hasegawa being fed at the Seoul Grand Hotel, the Japanese troops being run away, and the later weeds growing around the Grand Hotel... Xian Yubin finally thought clearly, and a clue emerged clearly in front of him.

It's not like the blood of the people wasted in vain, it watered the weeds and caused them to grow.

Everything was done by Zhao Chuanxin.

No, it's not a trick, it's a spell.

"Sir, he knows the magic of the Central Plains as well as the spells of the West. Gods of sea and fire must obey his orders. He can also command the growth of small trees. It's really amazing."

Xian Yubin understood. He measured his legs on the trunk of the small tree, then ran down the hill and came back to resume his life.

"Sir, that little tree is alive."

Zhao Chuanxin, who was washing rice, asked: "Is it still smelly there?"

"It stinks, but the smell is not that strong."

After dinner, Zhao Chuanxin built two low sheds made of rocks.

The stone pillars are rough and sharp, and the roof is thin, which can cover dew but not wind.

On the rocky ground, Zhao Chuanxin put more effort into making it smooth so that his skin would not suffer.

He took out two beddings and gave one to Xian Yubin: "Let's just sleep on it."

Xian Yubin hugged the brand new quilt and smelled it. It smelled like cotton oil, which was very good.

He said happily: "This is already very good. I used to go to the Chenghuang Temple and temples to sleep."

The surrounding hills resist the cool sea breeze.

The dark night sky, the stars are cold.

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart: In the future, who the hell will say that I came to wear clothes, stretched out my hand to eat, opened my mouth, and slapped him with a big mouth?

Look, he can survive the wind and dew, and he can make do with it.

Accompanied by the ethereal sea breeze in the style of a chant, Zhao Chuanxin fell into a deep sleep with the contentment of "Am I proud of being able to endure hardship?"

As usual, he didn't wake up until about three o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes and felt dazed for a while as usual.

After figuring out who he was, where he was, and what happened, he sat up and put the quilt into the secret place.

Turning his head, he saw that Xian Yubin got up very early as before and didn't know where he went.

He came to the pool. Fortunately, it was living water and he could find a source of gurgling water on the shore.

Ask the canal how clear it is, because there is a source of living water.

I scooped some water from a glass jar and washed with tooth powder and toothbrush.

At this time, Xian Yubin ran back with excitement and said: "Sir, that little tree has really grown taller."

Zhao Chuanxin spit out the foam and rinsed his mouth: "What's the point of growing taller?"

Xian Yubin made a gesture on his leg: "Yesterday, I marked the position of the branch. Come to me. I just measured it and it is as high as my waist."

Then it's roughly four to five centimeters.

Zhao Chuanxin was also surprised. The chamber pot of the old god lived up to its reputation.

Could it be that the chamber pot is the feces and urine of the old gods, fermented and composted over hundreds of millions of years, and turned into super fertilizer?

He said: "I'll go take a look too."

……

When Zhao Chuanxin was the owner of the island, there was a rumor in Seoul that Zhao Chuanxin slept with the princess of the palace, Nabeshima Itoko.

One with a nose and eyes.

In the tense anti-Japanese struggle, the people of Seoul had more after-dinner entertainment, which greatly relieved their tense nerves.

The news spread like a plague and reached the Tongyuan Mansion.

"Is this news reliable?"

"It's absolutely true. It is said that it came from the palace."

"Prince Shoumasa of Rimoto Palace, I'm afraid he's going to be furious, right?"

"That's for sure. Who wouldn't be angry? Don't tell me, this God of War is really good at it. I heard that he is comparable to Ximen Qing in "The Plum in the Golden Ping", both have five unique skills."

"What five skills? Why haven't I heard of them?"

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin's melons have a halo bonus during this period.

Spreads extremely quickly.

Originally, Rimoto Miyazaki had no access to the gossip of the lower class people.

He wanted to leave Korea today and take the princess away from the land of right and wrong, hoping to dilute the unpleasant memory.

However, when I went to say hello to Ito Hirobumi.

He heard the clerk's discussion at the corner of the stairs of the Tongyuan Mansion.

Ancient poems and lyrics from the Central Plains, as well as various classics, are widely circulated in Asia.

It can be said that now and before, Central Plains culture is the mainstream culture in Asia.

Therefore, Journey to the West, Water Margin, Three Kingdoms, and Red Mansions, as well as peripheral extras such as "Jin Ping Mei", are almost familiar to intellectuals.

After listening to their conversation, Rimoto Miyazaki felt his scalp numb and his heart seemed to be surging with electricity, causing his heart rhythm to become disordered.

He wanted to rush over, grab the person who spoke by the collar, and fiercely question where this rumor came from.

But I can't afford to lose that person.

Any anger will increase the speed at which rumors spread.

He angrily turned around and left the Tongyuan Mansion, got into a rickshaw and roared: "Pull me back again!"

After going home,

Nabeshima Itoko sat in front of the dressing table, staring blankly at the small mirror.

Rimotomiya Morimasa saw his wife's beautiful face and unique temperament, and his heart twitched violently.

All the kind light and all the beauty seemed to be leaving him.

For many days, Nabeshima Itoko was lukewarm towards him.

There were no harsh words, no deliberate accusations, and even the texture of the expression was not cold.

But Rimotomiya Mamomasa knew that everything had become different.

The momentum that was originally full suddenly leaked.

Rimotomiya Morimasa said bitterly: "Itoko, let's go back to Japan."

Nabeshima Itoko said calmly: "Oh, don't you think about your daughter and Prince Yimin?"

Rimotomiya Morimasa gritted his teeth and said: "Fang Zi and Hirohito are close, so let her choose her own future."

Hirohito is currently the crown prince of Japan. When the current emperor dies, it is a certainty that he will become the next generation emperor.

In terms of kinship, Rimoto Miyazaki is Hirohito's uncle.

Nabeshima Itoko let out a soft sigh.

Although Ribomiya Fatako is young, she innocently thinks that she can become the crown princess of the Japanese Empire.

And Rimotomiya Morimasa felt that she should marry the prince of North Korea. This kind of marriage would be more helpful to the family.

Nabeshima Itoko is extremely disgusted with this kind of marriage, because she is the victim.

Now her daughter's wish has been granted, but she doesn't seem to be so eager to leave Korea.

But in the end, she said, "Okay, I'll pack up and let's go."

……

Domestically, someone in Qinzhou rebelled again.

On Jiandao, Saito Kijiro has never calmed down, and has had conflicts with the rebels seven or eight times. The two sides are currently very restrained. They usually fire a few rounds and then withdraw without any pain.