Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 175 Dragon King
What year was the sixth year of Guangqi?
Shi Fei frowned and thought about it. There should be no such era name in history!
"What about the country's name?" Shi Fei asked again.

"The country's name is naturally Qing." Yu Changsheng answered as a matter of course.

He felt more and more that Shi Fei was a god, otherwise he wouldn't even know the name of the country.

Could it be that this dream world is a parallel world similar to the late Qing Dynasty?

That’s right, there were no ghosts in the late Qing Dynasty.

However, it is difficult to say whether it is the ghosts that harm people, or the corrupt officials and landlords of the late Qing Dynasty that do more harm!

Thinking of this, Shi Fei said to Yu Changsheng: "My name is Shi Fei, I am just a passerby! And the martial arts I know are not immortal skills. I am not an immortal, and I will not be immortal!"

"Martial arts?" Yu Changsheng was stunned: "Is martial arts so powerful?"

As he spoke, he performed a set of punches with steady steps, fierce momentum, hard bridges and strong horses, strong and powerful.

"This is my martial arts, why isn't it as powerful as that of gods?" Yu Changsheng asked.

"Uh..." Shi Fei explained, "It may be that we practice different martial arts. Meeting is fate. If you are interested, I have a martial arts secret to pass on to you. Tao is the beginning of law, and law is the end of Tao..."

As he spoke, Shi Fei passed on a book called "Basic Internal Power Technique" to Yu Changsheng.

Shi Fei was also very curious as to whether the people in this world were very powerful in practicing such martial arts.

Yu Changsheng was very smart. He memorized the "Basic Internal Power Method" word for word after Shi Fei read it three times. Shi Fei explained it to him in detail again until he completely understood it.

"Thank you for teaching me the Dharma!" Yu Changsheng knelt down respectfully, ready to kowtow to express his gratitude. However, just as he was halfway through his kowtow, Shi Fei pulled him up.

"Why do you kneel down and kowtow so often?" Shi Fei said, "Don't kowtow. It's good enough that you have the intention."

"I will follow the immortal's orders!" Yu Changsheng said with a serious expression.

"..." Shi Fei felt that Yu Changsheng was too serious.

"See you in the rivers and lakes!" He waved goodbye to Yu Changsheng.

"God, God! God, please don't go!" Yu Changsheng was about to say something when he saw Shi Fei's figure like a ghost, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Yu Changsheng said helplessly to the empty woods: "Shrinking the earth into an inch... and you still say you are not a god!"

Feeling the breath left on Zhang Dafu, Shi Fei flew along the mountain road for dozens of miles and finally arrived at a small town.

The town was bustling with people. The streets were lined with all kinds of vendors, and the cries of hawkers could be heard one after another. There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, some carrying loads, some pushing wheelbarrows, and some leading mules and horses, carrying goods and hurrying by.

The air is filled with all kinds of smells - the aroma of freshly baked sesame cakes, the sweetness of sugar-roasted chestnuts, and the rich aroma of tofu being cooked at a roadside stall.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, with signs reading "Cantonese Teahouse", "Chaozhou Braised Food", "Lingnan Medicine Shop", etc. Red lanterns are hung at the entrance of the teahouse, and the sound of storytelling and the laughter of tea drinkers can be heard from inside, making it particularly lively.

Shi Fei felt the scent of fireworks and strolled into a teahouse, intending to take a short break here and learn about the customs and practices of this world.

The teahouse was bustling with people, with tea drinkers sitting around wooden tables in groups of two or three, some sipping tea and chatting, others listening to books and music. The waiter was carrying a teapot, shuttling between the tables and chairs, skillfully refilling tea and pouring water for the guests.

"...Several large ships have arrived in Yucheng. They are said to be from Jinshan." "Jinshan? Where is Jinshan?"

"It is said that there is a city made of gold on the other side of the sea, called the Golden Mountain..."

Shi Fei listened to them calmly, thinking about the difference between this world and the late Qing Dynasty. No matter what the difference was, he was ready to rebel.

As the saying goes, "One should not rebel during the Qing Dynasty." But the anus was hit by an electric drill, let alone the late Qing Dynasty. Naturally, we should beat up the "Qing demons" first, and then beat up the foreign devils!

Suddenly, the door of the teahouse was pushed open, and several foreigners in black missionary uniforms walked in. Their appearance suddenly changed the originally lively atmosphere of the teahouse, as if an invisible chill swept over.

When many tea drinkers saw these people, their faces suddenly changed and they stood up and left, as if they were quite afraid of them.

Their movements were hurried and panicky, as if they were avoiding something terrible.

They are afraid, but Shi Fei is not!
Shi Fei watched coldly and noticed that the leader of the foreigners was holding a shrine in his arms. The shrine was covered with a black cloth, which faintly revealed a strange atmosphere. They walked into the teahouse and said to the tea drinkers who had not yet left in a strange accent in Chinese:
"The great Dragon King will cover this place with His glory. The lost people can become the Dragon King's people and live forever in the deep sea!"

"Donate now to build the Dragon King Temple, and the Dragon King will accept you as his citizen!"

Shi Fei frowned as he listened, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: You were so serious at first, but you just begged for money later. Aren't you foreign monks too low in business skills?

As he was thinking, he saw the foreigners walk up to the men dressed as gentry and repeat the same words. The gentry simply pulled out a mysterious emblem from under their necks and responded, "We believe in the Jade Emperor, not the Dragon King."

"Sorry to bother you!" The foreigners saw the emblem without changing their expressions and just spoke politely.

Then, they came to Shi Fei's table and repeated the same words again: "...The Dragon King will accept you as his subject!"

Shi Fei raised his head and his eyes fell on the face of the leading foreigner. Suddenly, he felt that the person in front of him was a little strange.

The man's skin had an unnatural bluish-gray color, as if it had been soaked in sea water, and there was a faint damp fishy smell.

His eyeballs were slightly bulging, like the eyes of some amphibian (toad), and his pupils glowed a strange green light in the dim light, as if he could see through people's hearts.

It seemed that there was an indescribable feeling of oppression in the air, as if the darkness in the deep sea was slowly seeping in and swallowing up the surrounding light.

Shi Fei's fingers slid lightly, and an invisible wind passed by quietly, lifting the black curtain of the shrine in the man's arms.

The moment the curtain was slightly lifted, Shi Fei's sight penetrated the darkness and fell on the statue deep in the shrine.

It was a creepy statue - an octopus-like head covered with countless twisted tentacles, which were entangled with each other as if alive and seemed to be wriggling silently.

Below the head was an eyeless face, with only a few deep cracks faintly revealing a faint green light, as if some indescribable existence was spying on the world.

The body of the statue is similar to that of a human, but the proportions are extremely exaggerated, the muscles are knotty, the skin is covered with scales and mucus, and it exudes a damp fishy smell.

It has a pair of huge wings on its back. The shape of the wings is like a broken bat wing membrane, and the edges are covered with cracks, as if they will fall off the statue at any time.

The statue is half-sitting in the shrine, its posture looks like it is both sleeping and about to wake up at any moment.

Shi Fei recognized this thing—Cthulhu!

(End of this chapter)