The Dark King

In the half month after Du Di'an's succession, the black plague season of the plague came, followed by a lot of busy things, such as arranging the monastery to hold a blessing conference in various cities, in addition to supervising the military in time. Clean up the **** in each city and the bodies that died accidentally. As long as you don't pay attention, some tramps die, or the corpses of the servants killed by the nobility, will become the germination point of the plague.

Du Di'an deeply understands the taste of a "king", which is above all people and serves everyone at the same time.

However, fortunately, he did not intend to be a conscientious wall-owner, and all these trivial things were thrown to Sol, and accompanied by Noyes, both learning and supervision.

"Teacher, is this?" In the study, Edward looked at the horn-like instrument in front of him with amazement.

"This is called a phonograph." Du Dian looked at the original phonograph that he had just made, and there was a sadness and regret in his eyes. If the object could be manufactured a few years earlier, it would be fine.

Edwards said: "Phonograph?"

"It is the ability to keep your voice." Du Dian moved the stylus to the black turntable and said, "Do you have anything to want to stay and say to yourself in the future?"

"The future of yourself?" Edward slightly widened his eyes. In the future, this is a very distant word for him. He thought about it and said, "I hope that in the future, I will be with my teacher forever, then like a teacher. In the same way, I have done a lot of great experiments, just like the teacher's phonograph. Also, I want to carry forward the gas magicalism!"

Du Dian nodded slightly. "Yes, but to accomplish this, you need to work harder than others, do you know?"

"I know, teacher." Edward focused on the head.

Du Di'an replayed the sound of the re-enactment with a phonograph. Soon, Edward heard what he had just said, from the phonograph's horn, and Du Di'an's teaching. The voice was no different from Du Di'an himself. He saw Edward Zhang Dazhang. Mouth, stunned, full of incredible faces.

Du Di'an lifted the stylus, took the black disc and handed it to him. "When you can make a phonograph according to my drawings, you can use this to play your own words. Go back and get well."

Edward looked at the black turntable in his hand and stayed for a moment before he slowed down. He suppressed the excitement and curiosity in his heart and retired to Dudion with the turntable.

Duduan looked at him and left, then slowly walked to the table next to him, and then took out a new black turntable and put it on the phonograph. His eyes slowly turned to the side of Heilisha, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. I have to say to you every day, too much, and you will recover later. I am worried that I can’t say so much with you, so I will record these words, and when you recover, you can listen. I want to say everything to you during this time."

Haleysha silently, no expression.

"In a few days, I will make the camera too, and then I will take Cachi, Ginny, Noyce, and my former friend Macon, my student Edward, and they will take it and keep it for later. You see, of course, and our photo. I will use the camera in the future to record me and your life every day. One day, one year is 365."

"Maybe I need a year or even a few years to find a way to get back to you, but don't worry, then you can see these changes in the past few years through these photos, so you won't be right. I feel strange."

Du Di'an's eyes were extremely gentle. After she finished, she stared at her for a moment before she thought of the turntable. He lifted the needle and took the turntable carefully, carefully collecting it in the bookcase next to it.

A few days later.

The news from the outer wall area found the gods and gods of the Sylvia female **** of war.

Du Di'an heard the news and immediately sent Kaqi and Noyes, as well as Aurora and others to control his pioneering chariot and secretly responded to the gods. The pioneers on this chariot are still chained by chains, and they are immersed in poisonous pins and beautiful colors every day. The willpower has long since disappeared, and even the warfare has largely subsided. With the high boundaries of Aurora and Kutcher. The strength of the person, in conjunction with the electric shock mechanism on the chariot, is enough to control the chariot.

Less than half a day, everyone took the gods back to the palace.

When the gods returned to the palace, Sol, who was often accompanied by Dudian, knew the news and looked at the huge **** placed in the palace hall. He was dumbfounded. He did not expect this to wreck the gods of all the people in the inner wall. It fell in the hands of Du Di'an.

"Young Master, this is the search squad captain who found the corpse." Cage pointed to Dudian to a young man in short black. The black youth looks ugly, and there is a black cockroach in his mouth. It looks a bit cumbersome. Before the steps, I looked at Du Di'an with a nervous face, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe.

Du Di'an was happy, but the surface was still calm, saying: "What is the name?"

The short young man’s throat rolled over and said, “The name is Tron.”

"Talk about it, how to find it." Du Di'an was interested. During his time in the inner wall area, he did not stop sending people to search for the whereabouts of the gods in the outer wall area, but it took so long to find it until today. He was a little curious as to where the intruders hid the gods.

Tron lowered his head and his voice was a little nervous. "Returning to the young master, the young man, according to the command of the young master, led people to search around the outer wall area, and found it in various places in the commercial area and the civilian area, but they did not find it. Later we went. In the slums, there was no one left there. We found this shrine under a very awkward abandoned factory. At that time, there were many mice gathered around the shrine, which made me... find it." When I was, he paused a little, seemingly stunned, and when he finished speaking, his head was buried lower.

Du Di'an heard his quick heartbeat and smiled in his heart. It was already true. It was estimated that his vision was seen by his men at the time, but he did not mention it. It should be known that this is a great contribution and he wants to get a head.

“Why are there mice gathered around the gods?” Dudian did not care about this greedy little thing, and asked: “What vision did God have at the time?”

Tron bowed his head: "Returning to the young master, this is not clear. We went to the past with the mouse group. After seeing the gods, they dispelled the mouse and then carried the gods from under the factory. At that time, the gods looked a bit dirty. After we notified the eagle-eyed adults, we wiped the gods again, and then these adults came to pick us up."