Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

"I see……"

When Hu Yue learned the truth, there was sadness in his eyes.

Fortunately, he was a simple person, so he cheered up quickly, and looked at Zhou Heng with piercing eyes: "Ah Heng, you will find a way to save me, right?"

"I will try my best to save you, but I may not be able to save you."

"It's okay, if you want to save me, I'm satisfied."

Hu Yue smiled sincerely.

The greenhouse education of the national teacher turned him into a silly and sweet person who is not familiar with the world, but he also has sincerity that is rare in the world.

"I recently made up a humanities class. I read a lot of stories about scientists who had to sacrifice small lives and patients in order to make the world develop in a better direction. What Ah Heng is doing is no different from the scientists in the story. You are all Work hard to make the world a better place."

"you--"

Hu Yue's innocence made Zhou Heng feel like a thorn in his throat.

"...I will do my best to help you," he promised, "with or without a clear conscience."

"Sure enough, Ah Heng is a good person as I thought."

Hu Yue walked out of the study with a smile, her back was a little depressed.

Feng Ling, who had read many cultivating novels, couldn't help sighing: "With his state of mind, if he was born in a cultivating novel, he would probably be a peerless genius born with Taoism."

"It's a pity that he was born in the Dharma-ending era."

Zhou Heng turned his head, looked at the green pines and green cypresses outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly thought of one thing——

According to the information currently available, the world in the book he lives in is composed of multiple novels by the same author with the same worldview but at different time points, so although the current world is an urban world, there are still a large number of non-knowledge creatures, not only the inner world , the evil god Cthulhu, the descendants of mountains and seas, and the immortal Shi Huangdi and his people in Afang Palace. The protagonist of the author's last novel, Long Aotian, is still alive after hundreds of years...

Zhou Heng squinted his eyes and said to himself: "Assuming that the output of aura in different eras of the world in this book is a fixed value, the first emperor took away his The generation of all the spiritual energy of the era led to the disintegration of the dynasty shortly after he obtained immortality... The last Long Aotian who obtained immortality obviously did similar things, so he is still alive until now..."

"Did Anada think of something?"

"Well, I thought of something."

Zhou Heng turned his head and said to Feng Ling: "Come with me to Mrs. An's house, I want to read the notes of the ancestors of the An family."

"I'll arrange it right away."

……

……

Knowing Zhou Heng and Feng Ling's visit, Mrs. An subconsciously thought that they came this time to ask questions, and prepared a lot of apologies, but she hasn't spoken yet——

"Mrs. An, I would like to borrow the notes left by the ancestors of the An family."

"This--"

"is it not OK?"

"It's not impossible..."

Mrs. An is not a conservative person, and she knows the truth that "rules are dead, people are alive". Although the An family's rules do not allow external access to the ancestors' notes, if they don't lend them to Zhou Heng, the descendants of the An family will--

"The rules of the ancestors cannot be borrowed, so I can only let you read the notes of the ancestors in the Anjia house."

"Mrs. An is really good at being flexible."

Zhou Heng boasted.

Mrs. An smiled awkwardly, and led Zhou Heng and Feng Ling into the library at the deepest part of the old house, pushed open the creaking wooden door, and handed an antique box to the two of them.

"Everything you want is in there."

"Thank you."

"It should all be."

Mrs. An tried her best to please her.

Zhou Heng opened the wooden box, took out a stack of clean notebooks that can only be made with modern craftsmanship, and looked through the things about that era written by the book runner hundreds of years ago with a signature pen.

Feng Ling was by his side, watching with piercing eyes.

Mrs. An thought for a while, and finally chose to leave Zangshu Pavilion.

……

Like most of the book runners, the ancestors of the An family thought that it was possible for them to leave this world. While relying on the advantage of wearing the book to hug the thigh of the contemporary protagonist Long Aotian to ensure that he could eat well, drink spicy food and go smoothly, he tried hard to find the way to leave the book. opportunity for the world.

pity--

Until the gray-haired children and grandchildren filled the house, the ancestors of the An family still couldn't find a way to leave the world in the book.

After realizing that he might die of old age in the world of books, the ancestors of the An family used the modern notebooks and signature pens they brought with them to write down everything they knew and pass it on to future generations.

The above is the main content of the first volume of Anjia Zuzu's Notes.

Starting from the second chapter, the ancestors of the An family tried their best to recall the details related to the contemporary protagonist Long Aotian.

According to the records of the ancestors of the An family, the protagonist of Long Aotian hundreds of years ago was named Rong Fei, who was the concubine son of a certain Jiedushi family who ruled the country at that time. He was not favored since childhood, but possessed amazing wisdom and aura Yun, when he was 15 years old, he established a secret association with a pseudonym to lead all the domineering teenagers in his father's territory. At the age of 17, he wore a mask as a mysterious person and led the teenagers under his command against the invading enemy army. He became a young hero, and all women in the world yearn for it.

At that time, Rongfei's father died of illness, and his elder brother inherited the position of Jiedushi, hoping that Rongfei could assist him.

Rong Fei accepted his elder brother's invitation and became the mainstay of the family. The territory of the Jiedushi became larger and larger, and finally aroused the scruples of the surrounding forces. Multiple forces raised millions of troops and besieged the Rong family's territory while Rong Fei was out.

When Rongfei received the news and came back to help, Rongfei's elder brother had died of poisoned arrows, and before he died, he passed the status of Jiedushi to Rongfei.

Rong Fei was ordered to turn the tide when he was in danger, repel all the invading forces, and force them to bow down to the Rong family. Afterwards, he handed over the position of Jiedu envoy to the eldest brother's son, and flew away with his fans and confidants.

"...The pink confidantes?"

Feng Ling's attention fell on "men".

Zhou Heng: "Because he is the genuine Long Aotian."

"That can't—"

"Don't make trouble, keep reading."

"Oh."

Feng Ling hummed unconvinced, and continued to look down with Zhou Heng.

Leaving the family with his fans and confidants is just the first volume of Rongfei's long Aotian's life.

It was a time of troubled times, when the heroes of the world competed together, Rong Fei and even Rong's family's Jiedu envoy status could be given up at will. Naturally, it was impossible to work for anyone, so he decided to find a paradise with his friends and settle down.

However, he is Long Aotian after all.

Soon after settling down, a large number of people who were tired of the troubled times and longed for a peaceful life came to seek refuge with their families. They built houses around Rongfei's residence and started a life of men farming and women weaving. Pink confidants.

Afterwards, there were bandits and ruffians who didn't have long-sighted deserters to harass the people, but they were all repulsed by Rong Fei and his confidantes. This place gradually became a paradise passed down by the people in troubled times, and more and more people defected to it. The residential area built in the center soon developed into a town, with thousands or even tens of thousands of people living here.

Seeing more and more people defecting to him, Rong Fei took the initiative to build a city and enclose land, organize and train militiamen to defend the city, formulate laws and regulations, and so on, with the help of his confidantes.

A few years later, Rongfei's city became a happy place yearned for by the grassroots in troubled times, and the ancestors of the An family also gained an extraordinary position beside Rongfei by virtue of their meritorious service as a dragon.

At this time, the danger suddenly came!

Rongfei's rapid rise aroused the coveted eyes of some big families with a long history. They invited the family's Dinghaishenzhen needle in an attempt to completely strangle Rongfei and his power in the cradle.

These people killed Rongfei's city, showed superhuman strength, and almost destroyed the city.

And Rong Fei also awakened his inhuman blood because of this battle. After paying the price of being seriously injured and dying, he finally repelled the visitors and obtained a large amount of materials needed for cultivation from the visitors.

Since then, Rong Fei has embarked on the road of cultivation, living in seclusion with his friends in the deepest part of the city they built, and hardly meeting outsiders.

The ancestors of the An family became one of the five city administrators appointed by Rongfei before he lived in seclusion by virtue of his success as a dragon. He worked diligently to make money, take care of the city, and find a way to return to the real world until——

"If success is measured by leaving the world of books and returning to the real world, ancestor An's experience in the world of books is a complete tragedy. But if the success or failure of personal struggle is used as a criterion, ancestor An is indeed very successful."

"Yes."

Feng Ling agreed.

After reading Long Aotian's experience, Zhou Heng continued to read the last volume of the notes of the ancestors of the An family.

In the last volume, the ancestors of the An family left a lot of insights on managing the family business, and at the same time repeatedly told the younger generation: Long Aotian is still alive, do not offend people and things related to Long Aotian, do everything possible Please them and ensure that Anjia's wealth can last forever.

At the end, he also mentioned one more thing:

Before Long Aotian sought the way of immortality, there were already immortal people in this world, and there were more than one way of immortality in this world, but most of the ways of immortality were evil ways, and the ones obtained by relying on evil ways were not real immortality , may also suffer unpredictable consequences due to the side effects of evil ways.

"evil ways?"

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows, and turned to the next and last page.

There are no words on the last page, but a picture is drawn.

On the picture is a pattern that both Zhou Heng and Feng Ling feel familiar with.

It once appeared on the cursed jade pendant that Yuan Qiling avoided, and now it blooms high on the surface of the blue artificial moon.

It is so old, but at the same time so brand new, exuding a strange magic.

"...this pattern...could it be...is..."

"Don't think about it."

Zhou Heng tore off the last page with the pattern on it, folded it, put it in his pocket, and then put the notes of the ancestors of the An family back into the wooden box.

"It's getting late, let's go back."

"But--"

Feng Ling felt inexplicably uneasy.

He felt the presence of a mass of unseen enemies in the air.

They are just about to move, and their tentacles rub against each other, making a deafening metallic sound.

"that……"

"how?"

"I feel like there's something in the air, the invisible kind."

Feng Ling trusted Zhou Heng, and told his discovery decisively.

"Really? Let me see."

Zhou Heng put the box containing the notes of the ancestors of the An family back to its original place, turned around, and glanced at Feng Ling.

He saw countless strange creatures like transparent jellyfish floating in the air, surrounding Feng Ling, staggering, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a bunch of gadgets."

"really?"

Feng Ling didn't believe it.

He was almost suffocated by the heavy discomfort.

Zhou Heng smiled and comforted, "With me by your side, what else is there to be afraid of?"

"like……"

After hearing Zhou Heng's words, Feng Ling's hanging heart gradually sank, but he still felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought of the countless invisible transparent enemies hiding in the air that could attack him at any time.

"Is there a way around this stuff?"

"This one……"

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

Feng Ling tried his best to look cheerful and indifferent.

Seeing this, Zhou Heng smiled lightly and said, "These things are not as difficult to deal with as you think."

"That--"

"Not only can I eradicate them easily, but you can also kill them without breaking a sweat."

"really?"

Feng Ling was overjoyed when he heard the words, and looked at Zhou Heng expectantly with big eyes, wishing he could immediately grasp the way to kill the transparent enemies in the air, so that he could become stronger and more qualified to stand beside Zhou Heng.

"You--"

Zhou Heng patted Feng Ling's forehead fondly, and then taught Feng Ling the elementary means of controlling power.

Feng Ling silently remembered that after only two attempts, he could see the transparent jellyfish-like creatures around him, and found that although these creatures surrounded him densely, the tentacles that could launch attacks were trembling uncontrollably.

"Why are they trembling? Afraid of you?"

"Do not."

Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "It's not me that really scares them, but you."

"I?"

Feng Ling was stunned: "I didn't master the ability to see them until just now, how could I make them so afraid?"

He suspected that Zhou Heng said that on purpose to motivate himself.

"I didn't lie to you, they are indeed afraid of you, although I don't know why."

Zhou Heng reached out and took Feng Ling's hand: "Try punching the rockery in front."

"The rockery is 20 meters away, it is impossible for me to hit it with this punch!"

Before he could act, Feng Ling had already raised the white flag.He did not believe that he had the ability to hit the rockery 20 meters away.

But Zhou Heng said: "Don't not believe in yourself, you are stronger than you expected."

"That's also—"

"listen to me!"

"Oh."

Feng Ling clenched his fist and waved it towards the rockery 20 meters ahead!

boom--

rumble!

There was a crackling sound, and the rockery collapsed.

Moreover, Feng Ling noticed that when he punched the rockery, the transparent jellyfish-like creatures surrounding him all scattered and fled, shivering and hiding aside.

It seemed that what they were afraid of was indeed Feng Ling.

"This--"

Feeling incredible, Feng Ling looked down at his fist, and the more he looked at it, the more mysterious and unfathomable everything in the world became.

Zhou Heng patted Feng Ling on the shoulder, signaling him to continue walking forward with him.

Feng Ling glanced at the densely packed transparent jellyfish-like creatures still surrounding him, and couldn't help but ask, "What are these things..."

"The world outside common sense is much bigger than the world within common sense," Zhou Heng said. "Since it has been determined that these things do not pose a threat to us, what they are is not important to us at all."

"but--"

It feels really bad to be surrounded by so many things!

Feng Ling shouted in his heart.

Zhou Heng: "You can accept it when you get used to it."

"Forehead……"

Feng Ling trembled all over: "Ananda, you haven't been... every day since a long time ago..."

"It was true at the beginning, but I gradually got used to it after a long time. Later, with the improvement of my cultivation, I can gradually block the things I don't want to see, so the existence of these things will no longer interfere with my rhythm of life."

"That's also—"

Feng Ling's heart ached when he heard that.

"If it were me, I would never let you—"

"Stop talking naively, there are not so many ifs in the world."

Zhou Heng spoke, interrupting Feng Ling's beautiful wish.

Feng Ling had no choice but to restrain his trembling, and accompanied Zhou Heng, walking all the way through the courtyard full of mysterious transparent creatures in the air, back to the living room, and came in front of Mrs. An who was waiting restlessly.

"You...you..."

Seeing the two of them, Mrs. An hurriedly said, "Are you thirsty? Hungry? I asked the servants to prepare good tea and pastries for you. The sky has already darkened. If you don't mind, you might as well sleep by my side." At night? You can sleep in any room you want, I will immediately arrange for someone to go—”

"According to the records left by An Jia's ancestor, he was once one of the five managers of a city. Does that city still exist?"

Zhou Heng interrupted Mrs. An's pleasantries and went straight to the point.

"exist."

"where is it?"

"In the……"

Mrs. An hesitated to speak.

Zhou Heng: "Can't you say?"

"It's not impossible to say, it's..."

Mrs. An lowered her head in frustration, her shoulders trembled slightly, obviously she was in a huge conflict.

Zhou Heng: "What are you worried about?"

"I--"

"If you have concerns, you should confess to Anada," Feng Ling said, "After Anada knows the truth, there will be at least a 90.00% chance that your troubles will be resolved."

"But--"

"There are only two ways in front of you, either hold a secret and be coerced by mysterious forces for the rest of your life and settle down for generations, or confess to Anada and get Anada's help! Mrs. An, you are a smart person, you know how Do it for the best benefit!"

"but……"

Feng Ling's words made Mrs. An finally gather her courage.

She raised her head and said to Zhou Heng: "That city exists to this day, right under our feet!"

"What! The city is under our feet?"

Feng Ling was so startled by Mrs. An's words that he almost choked.

Mrs. An nodded, and said, "There is a city buried under the ground of Beijing City. The ancestors of the An family participated in the construction and management of the city hundreds of years ago."

"In this way, things will be troublesome..."

Zhou Heng stroked his chin lightly, and said with emotion: "Whether the city has been abandoned or replaced with a new batch of residents, as long as the scope is determined, we can conduct on-the-spot investigations to find clues, but the city is buried underground, and it is buried in the ground. The underground situation of a super city with a population of tens of millions..."

"This time my banknote ability is useless."

Feng Ling muttered resentfully.

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "Your money-making ability may not be useful, but the state's intervention will definitely work."

"nation……"

"Yes, ask the country for help."

Zhou Heng said bluntly: "Aside from the country, which power can openly dig out an ancient city hidden in the underground of a super big city with a population of tens of millions?"

"What do we have to do to get help from the state?"

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng worriedly.

Zhou Heng looked up, looked at the blue artificial moon in the sky, and said: "From the moment the artificial moon rose into the sky, the country has been paying close attention to and investigating everything related to the blue artificial moon. If we take the initiative to contact the country, State their interests, and they will definitely provide necessary assistance."

"It's true to say so, but I still think it's a bit too risky."

"I have to take risks, because I can't watch the whole world be sucked dry by the blue artificial moon, and all human beings will be destroyed together with all life on earth."

Hearing this, Feng Ling immediately looked serious: "Ananda, I was born with a huge amount of wealth that others could not touch in their lifetime, so I have no obsession with the world or the future, but if you love this world, I will be with you Let's love this world together."

"you--"

Zhou Heng didn't know what to say for a while.

Whether it is scolding him for being too arrogant and taking things for granted or feeling sorry for his infatuation, it seems—

"Cough cough!"

Mrs. An, who was ignored, coughed awkwardly: "...Well, if you want to excavate the buried city, I can temporarily lend you another relic left by our ancestors of the An family."

"What is the relic? Take a look."

"The relic is the map of the old underground city hand-painted by the ancestor," Mrs. An said, "The ancestor was an art lover before he became a book wearer. His paintings are not as good as those of an art student, but at least they are clearly organized. If you don't mind, You might as well use it as a reference for excavation.”

"I can't ask for it."

……

……

After getting the hand-drawn map left by the ancestors of the An family, Zhou Heng and Feng Ling left the An family and called Wu Gangcheng on the way back to Yuyuan: "Where are you now?"

"Just ask me where I am? Could it be that something urgent happened to you?"

Wu Gangcheng was not stupid, he immediately reacted, jumped out of bed, and made a phone call while getting dressed: "I am at home, I can go out at any time."

"Okay, then let's make an appointment to meet... how about the downstairs office of your department? After talking with you, you can go directly upstairs to meet your leader."

"What a big thing happened! You actually want to see our leader!"

Wu Gangcheng was stunned, picked up the car keys on the table and ran downstairs, muttering: "Brother Zhou, you suddenly become so serious, even if the world is destroyed tomorrow, I won't be surprised..."

"I'm very sorry, but if we don't take the necessary action, the world will literally be doomed in a month's time."

"what!"

Zhou Heng's answer made Wu Gang fall flat in fright, struggled to get up, and seeing that the phone was safe, he hurriedly asked: "What's going on! What is happening in the world! Why is there destruction?"

"If you want to know why, you drove to meet us immediately. There are too many aspects involved in this matter, and it's impossible to tell just by phone."

"Understand! Understood! Come right away!"

Wu Gangcheng was so anxious that he didn't even notice that he was wearing the wrong shoes, and went straight to the garage after going out.

The author has something to say: Today is the first day of the college entrance examination, I wish the candidates all the best~

The plenary meeting of the exam, all the right~

Good luck red envelopes~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!