I was attacked by the evil general

The ancients said that the name Wanqi came from the people praying to the gods.

It is rumored that there was a praying temple a hundred years ago, and a god in charge of the fortune of ordinary people was enshrined in the temple. Because it was very effective, there was an endless stream of people who came to pray for blessings.

Over time, the incense of the praying temple became more and more prosperous, and it became the main hall of a place of water and soil, and more and more residents came and went.So the owner of the Hall of Prayers thought that there were already tens of thousands of people, so it would be better to turn this place into a city and name it Wanqi City.

The people in the city are simple and honest, and the school is prosperous and prosperous. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

People wish for children, for luck, and of course more for rain and fertile soil.In short, you can ask for anything from this god of all prayers, and you can try everything.

Until one day a poor and destitute man came to the temple, with a miserable life experience and compassion.The poor man used the only steamed bun left on his body to pray to the gods, asking the gods to give Wanqi country gold and silver mountains, and gold everywhere.As long as there is endless money, people will no longer be displaced, wives and children will be separated, and people will not starve to death on the streets.

So the gods sent blessings and turned all the mountains around Wanqi City into gold mountains, and even the streets people walked on turned into gold.

The wishes of the poor people come true, and the people in the city are happy to miss Shu.People picked up gold to dig gold mines, and began to discuss land planning, which piece of gold belonged to you, and which piece of forest gold mine belonged to him.

As time went by, the simple and kind-hearted people also started to scramble to snatch it, swearing and abusing it.They even fought for gold, murdered and set fire, full of resentment.

This gold, which was originally used to save the suffering, suddenly became the source of evil that caused people to kill each other.Although there is gold, some people are still displaced, some people are still separated from their wives, and the situation is even getting worse.

The miserable person who originally prayed thought, how about praying to the gods to take back the gold and return to the original peaceful scene.

As soon as such an idea was exported, people had different opinions, some dissuaded and some agreed.There are also some people who are afraid that the gold will disappear because of this, so they dig gold overnight and move away from Wanqi City.

The so-called wealth should not be exposed, but this good advice failed to pour into the ears of Wanqi's people.Those who took the gold and fled overnight became the richest in other towns and countries.

The rest of the hot-eyed people thought, how can He De, who doesn't do business and doesn't make money, and just stays at home every day, have such money?So the court officials learned after several inquiries that there is actually a treasure land like a gold mine in the world!

So the officials said, the king is very happy.I thought to myself that this gold was actually bestowed by heaven, so everyone should have a share, how could it only belong to a small Wanqi City?

The monarch immediately dispatched troops and generals, and sent millions of troops to Wanqi City to seize gold.After hearing the bad news, the people of Wanqi City gathered together and went to the Hall of Prayer. People begged the gods to bless them for peace, but they didn't want the gods to take the gold back.

The gods thought of the innocence of the people, so they cast illusions outside Wanqi City to cover them up.

The monarch's million-strong army rushed out of the city gate, but found that Wanqi City was just an empty, poor and desolate city, and scolded himself for being cheated.

But just when the monarch was about to turn around and leave, a general with a strong killing spirit suddenly saw the clue.The general used his own blood as a guide to break the illusion barrier set by the gods.

So the gold all over the ground, the gold mines all over the mountain appeared majestically in front of the millions of troops.The monarch was very happy and commanded the army to invade and occupy Wanqi City to snatch the treasure.

It was an era when the weak preyed on the strong, and no one would care about the laws of the king outside their own country, let alone pity the people of Wanqi City who had no power to restrain the chicken.

For a time, complaints arose everywhere, the people were in dire straits, and the people were killed or treated as slaves for carrying gold.

The Lord of the Hall of Prayers couldn't bear the miserable situation of the people, so he prayed again, hoping that the gods could take back the gold and return the people to peace.However, this time the god did not send blessings as scheduled, but chose to ignore it.

The problem is the people, not the golden mountain of gifts.

A god who responds to requests is admired by all peoples, but if he refuses for one day, he will become a sinner through the ages.The common people hated gold, and even more hated the ruthless gods, so they smashed the temples and altars together, and mourned everywhere.

At the same time, more monarchs learned about the treasure house of Wanqi City.You can grab it, you can take it, so why not them?As long as one sees a share, everyone can share the pie.

Year after year, the flames of war are raging everywhere, and the flames of war are raging.

Knowing that the seriousness of the situation has reached the point of being uncontrollable, the gods even messed up the life and death cycle of mortals, so they wanted to take back the gold and bring down blessings, but at this time the gods were powerless.

The god who lost people's worship has long lost the powerful blessing power of the past, and the gold can never be recovered.

The palace master turned his head gray overnight, looked at the collapsed golden body of the god, and decided to proclaim himself the city master.In the name of the city lord, he incited the people and wrote a blood book with blood as ink.Let the common people hold the last vestige of faith, pray to the gods to remember the suffering, and come to the world.

And on that night, the sky was full of red light, and all the bells rang together.The wife of the city lord gave birth to a baby boy named Bai Xiao.

Kong Xiangyu slowly opened his eyes, his whole body was in darkness.He calmed down for a moment, then reached out and groped his body.The stomach was intact and there were no stab wounds, and there was nothing unusual about the wrists.

After a while of groping, he took out a jade fan from his bosom, the whole body was warm and moist, what could it be if it wasn't the eight bone cold bright fan.

He still remembered the two bone claws he touched tightly when he was dying when he was Luming Mountain.Taking a deep breath, he tucked the jade fan back into his skirt.

Hands cling to the surroundings, where the palms reach are all high-quality sandalwood.I couldn't help trembling in my heart, he was actually in the coffin!

It's just that there is no Wei Ze in the coffin at this moment, no bones, only him.

He held his breath and listened quietly. Outside the coffin was the sound of the turbulent water of the river. The jade coffin floated on the surface of the water, undulating up and down with the river, occasionally spinning and bumping, and occasionally hitting the rocks and hitting the bottom.And the surroundings outside the coffin seemed to be hung with crisp and melodious copper bells. When the coffin rose and fell, the copper bells would shake accordingly, making a soul-stirring sound.

It didn't stop until there was a muffled sound from the sandalwood coffin, as if it had hit a rock.Kong Xiangyu also rolled around in the coffin following the impact, his forehead hit the coffin wall, and he groaned in pain.

Before he could recover, he heard someone walking towards the coffin where he was lying on the river.The man pulled out the weapon at his waist, and hearing the sound, it should be a heavy weapon.

The weapon struck the coffin lid a few times and asked, "Is there a living person inside?"

As soon as Kong Xiangyu heard this, he hurriedly knocked on the coffin wall and responded: "Yes, yes! I am still alive, so please help me open it quickly!" He was almost suffocated to death!

The man didn't worry too much, he tapped the gap of the coffin lid with the tip of his knife, and after a burst of weapon collisions, he swung his palm and luckily split the coffin lid.After the bell sounded restless, a dazzling white light hit Kong Xiangyu's body.

Looking into the coffin, there was a handsome man in his twenties lying inside.A white dress is complicated, with dark green dark patterns embroidered on the skirt and cuffs.There was a light blue belt around the thin waist, and a dark green braided brocade rope was tied around the waist twice, and then a waistband with dark green sword tassels was hanging on the waist, and the waistband was a piece of texture Top quality white jade safety buckle.

The ink hair is shiny and soft, scattered in a disorderly manner.Fair skin, handsome eyebrows and deep eyes, clear eyes, red lips and white teeth, handsome and extraordinary.

It is really appropriate to say that there is a piece of beautiful jade hidden in this sandalwood.

Kong Xiangyu waited until he got used to the glaring white light before he put down the hand covering his eyes from his pupils.The sky is bright, the white clouds are moving with the wind, and the green mountains and green waters are clear.

After opening the coffin, a hand with slender fingers and distinct bones was suddenly stretched out to him.The same fair skin is healthier and stronger than his appearance, the meridians on the back of the hand are slightly visible, refined and neat.A pair of black leather wristbands were clasped around the wrist, which set off this hand with a bit of killing and courage.

The ding-dong of the river rang the soul bell of the coffin.

Kong Xiangyu held that hand with a bit of warmth, and there were rough calluses on the palm, which were left by years of martial arts training.

The owner of that hand exerted a little force and pulled him up from the coffin.The long, disheveled hair swayed and stuck to the sides of the cheeks, fluffy and soft.

His long eyelashes raised slightly, his pupils trembled, and he held the hand with a beating pulse tightly and looked up.His chest fluctuated in a daze for a moment, and he exclaimed, "Weize!"

And it was Wei Ze who was alive!

He looked intently, at this moment Wei Ze really had the aura of a living person.He was dressed in black, with leather armor on his body, two braids on the left side into a ponytail, and a silver hair crown tightly fastening his head full of blue hair.

A heavy long sword and three short-edged daggers are pinned to his waist.

Live Wei Ze!The heroic Wei Ze!Wei Ze, who became a general at only nineteen years old!

Kong Xiangyu looked at him in shock, but Wei Ze raised his eyebrows slightly and asked blankly, "You know me?"

Kong Xiangyu's chest jumped wildly, and he hurriedly stood up from the coffin.However, the coffin was floating on the surface of the river. At this stop, the center of gravity was unstable, and it fell straight in the direction of Wei Ze.

Damn it!He almost forgot that he was still in the coffin!

Wei Ze clenched his wrist tightly with his backhand, and held his shoulder with the other hand, finally preventing Kong Xiangyu from throwing himself into his arms.

However, the coffin was still on the water, and one could not stand still. Seeing that Kong Xiangyu was dressed like a rich man with no strength to restrain himself.Wei Ze wrapped his arms around it, simply carried the man on his shoulders, and walked towards the river bank.

This sudden movement made Kong Xiangyu choke, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Wei Ze went to the shore and put him down, and after a while of dizziness, he finally stood still.At this time, he could see everything. The river that transported the coffin was a shallow stream that descended from the mountains. The stream was too long to see the source, and the water level was not deep enough to knees. Strictly speaking, it was not a river.The water quality is crystal clear, and you can see a lot of half-exposed mountains and streams underneath.

And he and Wei Ze are in the midst of a deserted mountains.The mountain road beside the stream is narrow and muddy, and it looks like a path that few people will walk.

There was a black war horse tied to the side of the road. The horse's body was black and its fur was shiny. It looked like Black Mist.It's just that there is a piece of white fluff on the nose of the war horse, which looks like a carrot.

He frowned for a while, then raised his hand to stroke the horse's head a few times.

Wei Ze also dragged his coffin to the shore, and the copper bell on the coffin lid jingled.Looking at Kong Xiangyu's appearance, he suddenly sneered, and said, "It's really strange, the carrot is actually willing to let you touch it."

Kong Xiangyu hurriedly turned to look at him, and asked, "What do you call it?"

Wei Ze patted the horse's back, and said, "Carrot, why, is this name strange?"

"..."

"No...it's pretty good..." Kong Xiangyu raised his forehead secretly, why did Wei Ze choose his name so casually, such a heroic war horse is actually called carrot!

Could it be that on the battlefield, the enemy still shouted, "Come on, carrot!" Wouldn't it sweep away most of the majesty?

Wei Ze looked at Kong Xiangyu's appearance, then looked at the coffin going down the water, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why are you locked in the coffin? Also...you don't look like that with your outfit. We're in good health."

Kong Xiangyu's hand touching the carrot suddenly froze, Ningkang!Sure enough, Wei Ze was from Ningkang before his death!No wonder his descendants are all in Ningkang.

But, why did he come to Ningkang again?Ningkang is still alive with Wei Ze, wouldn't that be... 500 years ago! ! ! ?

Seeing his anxious and amazed face, Wei Ze waved his hands and said, "If you can't say it, don't force it, but I don't know what to call you?"

Kong Xiangyu frowned, tens of thousands of thoughts gathered in one place in his mind.He looked into Wei Ze's deep eyes, and said quietly, "Bai Xiao."

The author has something to say: Open a new chapter!There will be many interactions between Zeyu in the future!Never stingy!Thank you so much for the little cutie who sent the starfish! ! ?(?)?