4000-year-old stone statue revived

"Zhu, Suzaku?"

Meiyan Shenjun nodded, stepped forward slowly, then stretched out his hand, and slapped the bone flute flying: "It's ugly."

Tang Xiaoyu: "..."

"Eh..." The body he possessed didn't dare to pick up the bone flute. He stood there and introduced himself hesitantly: "I'm Fang Xun."

Curses from countless countries rushed to Tang Xiaoyu's mouth like a wave, but all the curses were lost into nothingness.

Fuck you! ! !

Isn't it Emperor Yao among the Five Emperors! ! !

What kind of fairy possessed is this! ! !

He was a little dazed and swollen, feeling that this moment was a big joke made by God with him, no, it was a big joke played by Zhiming.

However, the scene was still developing. Shenjun Mingyan's handsome face was magnified by tiptoeing, and he got very close. He tilted his head slightly and froze for a moment, then changed his mouth and said, "Then I am Ling Guang."

You two can be called whatever you want! ! !Let me out quickly, I want to see what Emperor Yao looks like! ! !

Tang Xiaoyu punched and kicked in vain, to no avail, and began to recall when the mirror appeared.Of course, there is no mirror, and clear water is fine, provided that the guy he is possessing has to go to the water source first.

He was smacking, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a shocking thought emerged.

Could this be his previous life? ? ?

Was he Emperor Yao in his previous life? ? ?

Before he finished being stunned, he heard Ling Guang point out the truth: "You are my Red Luan star."

Fang Xun: "... what?"

Tang Xiaoyu: "..."

For the next few days, Tang Xiaoyu was kept imprisoned by Fang Xun, as if he was a dog that Fang Xun was leading with him.No, the dog can bark and bite a few times, but he is fine, with his hands tied and his feet tied, he can do nothing but be in a daze.

Fortunately, after being possessed, he didn't need to eat, drink, and sleep, which allowed him to experience the feeling of being a god. Then, when he was extremely bored, he suddenly found to his surprise that he could use his thoughts to speed up, slow down, fast forward and rewind.

This discovery brought him great benefits. For example, when Fang Xun was sleeping or holding a meeting, he would selectively skip it, and stop when he saw the appearance of the god, and peeped diligently.

He didn't forget his purpose of coming in, to explore the secret of the spirit bird, and to find the whereabouts of the god.This is the deepest obsession in his heart, and it is also his reliance to prevent himself from being lost in the illusion.

After Shenjun came to meet Fang Xun for the first time that day, they exchanged extremely awkward greetings, basically I couldn't understand what you were talking about, and you couldn't understand what I was saying.With an inexplicable flirt, Shenjun spread his wings and ran away, leaving the bewildered Fang Xun standing still.

Tang Xiaoyu really wished he could go back to his previous life, no matter what happened to the pornography.But he felt powerless, so he had to scratch his head and scratch his head and become a monkey.

Then he spent a few days of boring and fast-forwarding days, studying ancient buildings and ancient utensils in a professional spirit, and finally swiped the progress bar to the appearance of the gods again.

Tang Xiaoyu quickly sat up straight and recharged his energy. He was about to pass the eye addiction, and then he saw the god-level show operation of his previous life.

This time, Fang Xun's heartbeat and mood were very stable, and he was quite like everyone. He nodded at the handsome man in red cloak who suddenly appeared in front of him, got up and walked over, and greeted casually as if he was seeing a friend: "Do you want to give me a gift?" Name your son?"

Tang Xiaoyu: "..."

From your second uncle!

Ling Guang tilted his head in confusion and thought for a while, as if he couldn't understand this sentence, but soon he returned to normal, showing a soft smile: "Okay."

The two walked side by side, strolling on the trail mixed with broken terracotta tiles and dirt.The buildings where Fang Xun usually stays are the meeting hall and the back room, which should be the largest house at that time, although it seems very backward in the eyes of modern people.After passing through several door openings, the house becomes smaller and the building surface becomes more perfunctory, but there are many plants everywhere.

After walking straight for about ten minutes, they finally entered a hut behind a certain courtyard wall.There were two women in the house, busy taking care of the baby on the kang bed.

"This is my son." Fang Xun pointed to the baby on the bunk: "My wife Xiao Lu passed away after giving birth to him, and he hasn't been named yet."

Ling Guang stepped forward to look at the baby curiously, and gently tore off the cloth wrap with his slender fingers for a closer look.

Tang Xiaoyu became curious and wanted to take a peek, but Fang Xun didn't come forward, so he had to stretch his neck as hard as he could.I saw that the baby on the kang bed was not like an ordinary baby, its whole body was glowing red, I don't know what caused it, it was really strange.

Ling Guang muttered, "He's blushing...how about calling him 'Dan'?"

Fang Xun finally came close, and said in an inexplicable tone: "It's somewhat similar to your clothes, how about adding 'Zhu'?"

"Danzhu?"

Tang Xiaoyu's soul knocked on the bed, and he was very confused.He, a modern man who studies history, is feeling terribly uncomfortable at this moment. He always feels that he should not only remember actively, but also should not see or listen.The reason is that he had a glimpse of so many historical facts, but suffered from lack of evidence, so he could not write a thesis to restore history.

You can't write what I saw with your own eyes in the references, right? !

But it's really uncomfortable to hold back like this!In particular, due to the long history of this period of time, the data are extremely limited, and Western historians even believe that these are all fabricated by later generations.He has such a great opportunity, it would be a waste of money not to take advantage of it.

He struggled at this end, but the progress of the two at the other end was rapid.Seeing that Ling Guang seemed to be interested in the baby, Fang Xun suggested decisively, "Would you like to raise him with me?"

Tang Xiaoyu's head, which had just straightened up, hit the bed again.

What the hell is this?Confession?Proposal?Was the style of the ancients so tough?

Ling Guang teased the baby's tender little hands, wondering if he understood.The two women looked at each other, obviously not understanding what was going on.

Until Fang Xun got impatient with the wait and grinded the ground with a red scoop, Ling Guang finally answered him: "Okay."

Tang Xiaoyu fast forwarded again, because it was really hard for him to describe the next feeling.

What kind of experience is it to watch my previous life having sex with my boyfriend?

Probably the youth pain literature that fucked [-] eggs.

He comforted himself several times, Fang Xun is himself, Fang Xun is himself, Fang Xun is himself, but there are still various violations that keep him acting.The more he looked, the more he couldn't understand, how could someone get lost in the illusion?He can't wait to find out the answer quickly, and then retreat at the speed of light.

During the fast-forwarding process, he still paused to watch a few times. One of them was Fang Xun's order to build a stilt-style wooden house with sycamore wood for Ling Guang to live in, and the address was chosen behind the sacrificial altar.

The sacrificial altar is a semi-circular stone platform with twelve stone pillars arranged in a fan shape around the circumference.Tang Xiaoyu found that people often stood on the sacrificial altar and observed the sunrise through the gaps between the pillars.He guessed that it might be used to confirm the time and season. It is recorded in history that Emperor Yao formulated the calendar, which is probably related to this.

After the wooden house was built, Fang Xun happily went to visit.It was almost evening when we went there, Tang Xiaoyu felt that something was wrong, so he hesitated whether to skip it.If you dance, you are afraid of missing the message, if you don't dance, you are afraid that you will be sore.

The two ancients 4000 years ago naturally couldn't feel his entanglement. They sat face to face on the fragrant sycamore stakes and had a very happy chat.

As the sky was getting darker, Fang Xun lit a lamp, and the light flickered slightly, making Ling Guang's already pretty face look extraordinarily attractive.Tang Xiaoyu was so engrossed that he forgot to jump over, the two faces got closer and closer, and those slender eyelashes seemed to scratch his soul.

Fang Xun, who was in control of his body, reached out and hugged the beautiful boy, Tang Xiaoyu came back to his senses, his eyelids twitched, and was about to fast forward, but Fang Xun asked, "Can you explain to me the meaning of Hong Luan Xing?" ?”

Tang Xiaoyu: "..."

Brother, brother, past life, you are asking this in this atmosphere? ? ?

He had a premonition of cheating, so he hurriedly rewinded the tape, and he quickly skipped over the previous few links that seemed to be upside down, but Fang Xun actually fooled them all, and he was so flickering.

Peat! ! !If you don't need your body, you can donate it to me! ! !

He fast forwarded to the place where he left off just now, and saw Ling Guang decisively said hello, got up and led Fang Xun to the sacrificial altar outside.The two walked to the stage hand in hand, leaning on each other and looking up at the sky.

Ling Guang pointed to the south: "That star is me."

Fang Xun nodded because he didn't know.

Ling Guang changed another star and pointed: "The star next to you is you. You are in my Hongluan star position. We are destined to meet each other."

"Oh?" Fang Xun raised his eyebrows: "And then?"

Tang Xiaoyu slapped his head in the previous life with his untouchable hands.Then go to bed and have sex!You don't come for me!

Ling Guang tilted his head, obviously unable to answer the "then".

Fang Xun raised the corners of his mouth slyly, showing an expression of success: "Will you always be by my side? Raise Danzhu with me, help me make achievements, and bless the world?"

"Hmm..." Ling Guang pondered for a moment, before he could find anything that violated God's will, he agreed: "Yes."

Tang Xiaoyu fell to the ground suddenly, his mood was so complicated that it was hard to describe.

As a modern little man, when he faced the gods, his thoughts were nothing more than borrowing some divine power to facilitate his life, and eating some small tofu for intimacy.And what was he thinking in his previous life?Leveraging the power of the gods to the greatest extent, let the gods benefit the people, and even the entire human society from top to bottom.

Over the past few days, his stagnant emotional progress in the past life has collapsed, and the strong spiritual shock has wiped out all his bloody emotional dramas, and replaced them with emotion for the broad-mindedness and transcendent thoughts of his previous life.

Therefore, he is the emperor, and he is just a small employee of the museum.

What kind of mood should he face the future development?

Tang Xiaoyu was led back to the wooden house by Fang Xun, his thoughts were messy.He faintly recalled the sins of his past life told by Chongming, Feng Shisan and other gods, and he always felt that Fang Xun's secretive expression seemed not very good.

And the biggest doubt gradually emerged from the bottom of the water, lingering in his mind.

Shenjun stayed here voluntarily, so why did Feng Shisan say that he locked Shenjun with a meteorite chain for 50 years in his previous life?

Tang Xiaoyu shuddered, and couldn't wait to fast forward, trying to figure out what happened.