An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Hexi Corridor, Gobi.

The desolate Gobi Desert is particularly lively tonight.

More than a dozen construction vehicles formed a circle, and the front lights illuminated the place brightly.

And under the dazzling lights.

A group of figures in white protective clothing were hunched over, squatting or lying down, carefully digging on the ground.

From time to time, a protective suit stood up on the ground and called to other companions.

Then, after a brief gathering of the crowd, an object covered in mud that could not be seen clearly was carried by two people in protective suits to the engineering vehicle.

Upon seeing this, the personnel who had been waiting here quickly took over and used the tools prepared in advance to perform simple cleaning.

After a moment of waiting, the object being held revealed its original appearance - an incomplete stone tablet the size of a human head. Looking at the relatively clear text on it, the staff member looked away with difficulty and said, "Give it to the professor and let them translate it!"

Seeing this situation, the companions around him smiled tacitly.

The popularity of history and archeology has just become popular in recent times. Newcomers who have just entered the industry only see the various dividends available, but do not see the suffering suffered by their predecessors.

No need to go back too far, even just half a year ago. Archeology is still very unpopular.

Throughout the year, I either eat the wind and sand or go deep into the mountains and forests, often lying in the ground without seeing the light of day. When I have a little leisure time, I have to study with heavy books, which is tiring and laborious.

If it weren’t for a passionate heart, who would choose archeology?

Moreover, the most important thing is that being with the graves every day will always be a special experience after a long time.

Although, according to professional explanations, they have been underground for too long, the air is not circulating, and some harmful gases in the graves have corroded the brain and caused hallucinations, but the words of experts can also deceive the elderly. old man and old lady.

What's more, I don't believe my own personal experience, but instead listen to some people's explanations.

Ah!

Compared with archaeology, earthen pits can only be regarded as small puddles.

If you don’t have some love, you really can’t do this!

Therefore, he could understand the curiosity of his companions, and unlike in the past, when they were tossing around in the graves of their ancestors, in recent months, the ruins they had participated in excavation were all villages, towns and even ancient cities that were buried by wind, sand, water and soil.

This sense of atmosphere comes up after just scratching it!

Moreover, the new discoveries are very different from the current mainstream history books. In some places, they are even subversive, just like the mysterious gods that were once attributed to the imagination of the ancients.

But the newly excavated cultural relics should first be studied by teachers and Buddhist and Taoist masters. This is an iron rule and no one can violate it!

As we all know, the emergence of certain tough rules often represents an unspeakable past.

a month and a half ago.

In Yongding River, a researcher who consciously worked overtime had an accident while translating an ancient scripture.

"Master Dao, I have become it! Master Dao, I have become it!"

The researcher shouted as he climbed to the roof of the research institute, hoping to refine his energy so that he could ascend!

Well, the person was captured and taken to the hospital that day. The results of the examination are not yet known, but since then, there has been such an additional rule in the excavation of ruins - and beside the teacher and others, there are also high-level practitioners and well-armed people from the Buddhist and Taoist families. supervised by personnel.

After changing hands several times, this broken fragment of the stone tablet was finally handed over to the hands of experts.

Beside them, there were several other incomplete stone tablets of different sizes.

After some piecing together, I managed to get a complete look.

Several experts wearing protective clothing and glasses came to the stone monument, recording the translation and whispering softly:

"In the sixth year of Yonghui in the Tang Dynasty, His Majesty conscripted the Ox and Snake Gods from all over the Tang Dynasty to go to the Western Regions to stabilize the Protectorate, and cooperated with the expedition against the XX Mountain God of the Western Turks. He was brave and good at fighting, and single-handedly beheaded more than a thousand evil gods. Six. In July of that year, the mountain god drove fire to burn the city, broke through the Western Turkic King's City, and fought with the Mingjiao Buddha

The next day, XX Mountain God won the battle and destroyed the Mingjiao.

In the same month, the XX Mountain God led an army of 100,000 to conquer Tubo, wipe out all the Buddhas in Tubo, and kill the gods of the Middle Earth. The Tang Dynasty regained Tubo. In August, the XX Mountain God fought in the Middle Earth, wiped out the barbarian gods, and killed the ten bird gods of the Qin Dynasty. five

With the success of destroying the country and expanding the territory, His Majesty announced to heaven and earth that he would personally be granted the title of Mighty Holy Blessing King of Spirits, and return to the Xiyue Emperor, allowing him to take charge of the Western Regions and the mountains and rivers of Tubo.

On August 21, the sixth year of Yonghui's reign in the Tang Dynasty, a stone tablet was carved. "

Damn, what an unparalleled God of War!

Destroying two countries in one year, no, half a year, this is definitely not a fairy tale. Well, the protagonist recorded in the inscription is indeed a mountain god, and he is not telling lies.

But this is too outrageous. The record is one thing, but more importantly, the past that was familiar to me before has appeared a new branch. That's all for the Western Turks. The key is that Tubo is also gone.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"The Mighty Holy Spirit King, the deity of the Tang Dynasty, why is it not recorded on the true spiritual industry map?"

The Taoist priest on the side huddled in front of the stone tablet with his head bent, murmuring in a low voice.

But doubts only last for a moment. In the long history, there will always be a few missing pages.

And since the great changes in the world and the revival of spiritual energy, there have been many things that were unheard of in the past. There is just a god who has not been recorded on the true spiritual industry map. Anyway, it has been lost for thousands of years. He is not far behind if I think about it. Wait a few days.

Once the authenticity is confirmed, the golden body will be reshaped at that time. Just come back.

However, it’s just fake.

If this is true, tsk, this record is really fierce. From Dunhuang to Daqin, they have defeated almost all of Central Asia and Europe, and they have not met anyone who can defeat them.

Moreover, it is recorded in the inscription that a Seraph was also killed.

Tsk tsk!

It would be fine if the information about this ruins was sealed in the future, but if it were released, the countries involved would be in trouble.

Just as the Taoist priest was secretly laughing, a clerk handed the phone to the expert who was leaning in front of the inscription.

The next moment, the expression of the expert who answered the phone suddenly changed:

"The Mighty Holy Spirit King?"

"How do you know? Obviously the ruins have just been excavated and the cultural relics are all being processed. Even we have only just learned the name."

"Someone in Xiangxi saw it with their own eyes, and there was that person's mark on their forehead. Okay, I understand. The compiled information will be handed over to the Taoist priests for judgment as soon as possible."

Um! ?

The Taoist priest's eyes widened when he heard this.

If he didn't have Alzheimer's disease, someone on the phone just now seemed to have witnessed it with his own eyes.

A minute later, I looked at the photos on my phone.

Looking at the shining mark on his forehead, the Taoist priest's expression was uncertain.

"Taoist Master, is this fake?"

The clerk next to him asked cautiously.

"No, it's most likely true!"

Although it was not as clear as seeing it in person through the screen, when he saw this mark, he had already confirmed the authenticity of the other party in his heart.

It's like a father and son separated for many years.

Even without the so-called blood test, the moment we met, we could still feel the intimacy in each other's hearts that blood is thicker than water.

"Buy a plane ticket for me, I'm going to Xiangxi now!"

After confirming the authenticity of the mark in his heart, the Taoist priest almost without hesitation proposed the idea of ​​​​contacting in person. But just when the clerk nodded and was about to leave, he suddenly felt blessed, as if he thought of something. As if, he quickly said:

"Help me prepare the talisman paper, cinnabar and pen. I want to try drawing a few talismans."

A talisman is divided into three parts according to the head, guts and feet.

As a serious Taoist priest, he naturally knows all the rules of drawing talismans, but he has never drawn an effective talisman in the past. Even in recent months, with the existence of inspiration, he often Everything will fail at the last minute.

The biggest problem is that Fu Tou told the Patriarch that the parts of the gods cannot function.

It's like when you call, you dial an empty number.

If they can't be contacted, there is naturally no way to activate the talisman.

But it's different now.

With his true name and divine seal, he could just fill in this crucial phone number. As long as his hands didn't shake, the talisman could be drawn successfully.

However, for the sake of safety, the Taoist priest decided to add some personal items to the talisman to confirm whether this person had a secret.

Didn't it say in the inscription just discovered that Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty personally sealed him, and heaven and earth witnessed it.

So since he is the righteous god of heaven and earth, he must be recognized by heaven, right?

With my own little thoughts.

He put on his Taoist robe and endured the freezing cold wind for a long time until midnight.

After stretching for a while, his body was stiff due to the wind, he came to the table after paying homage to various ancestors and gods.

The brush in my hand is filled with cinnabar in the inkstone.

The bright red handwriting has just been touched on the talisman paper.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up.

Rolling sand and dust shot into the sky driven by strong winds.

Large pieces of gravel hit the car with a dull sound, and some not-so-heavy items were instantly swept up into the sky and disappeared.

Even the tent that was fixed to the ground was crumbling in the sudden sandstorm.

Seeing this, the surrounding staff who were witnesses hurriedly found a place to hide from the wind and sand. Moreover, while hiding, they did not forget to turn the recording camera to the Taoist priest.

And as the source of this strong wind.

The Taoist leader, who was in an open space, was not affected by the wind and sand.

The manic airflow became as docile as a puppy as soon as it reached his side, surrounding him gently.

Not enough, the Taoist priest didn't notice the abnormality around him now.

The pen in his hand was still drawing steadily on the talisman paper.

Following the Taoist priest's movements.

A complex, scrawled handwriting slowly appeared on the talisman paper - and as the strokes were outlined, the Taoist priest felt that the talisman paper in front of him was quietly undergoing some kind of change.

On the talisman paper, there seemed to be a mighty god wearing a red robe and a crown, looking at him calmly and with dignity.

Noticing the menacing look in his eyes, he was horrified.

Oops!

I was so excited just now that I forgot to recite the mind-purifying mantra.

He is obviously over fifty, why is he still as rough as a little Taoist boy?

This is ruined, playing tricks in front of the gods and ancestors.

Failure to draw a talisman is a trivial matter, and you might even be punished.

Just when the Taoist priest thought that he would fail in drawing the talisman this time, the hand holding the pen moved on its own and quickly sketched the silhouette of the person on the talisman paper.

As the talisman quickly took shape.

The restless wind around him gradually calmed down.

A kind of invisible but very active thing, after circling around the Taoist Master, they all threw themselves into the talismans on the table.

The talisman was originally shining with gleaming light.

At this moment, earth-shaking changes have taken place. The rough talisman paper has now become as warm and moist as topaz, and the runes on it that resemble a certain person are emitting bright fluorescence.

At a glance, it looks like a small fluorescent toy?

But when your eyes focus on the talisman, you can feel the indescribable sense of oppression.

At the moment he looked at it, his body and soul seemed to be forcibly torn apart.

It was as if a towering mountain was suppressing his body, and he felt that all the bones in his body were making an overwhelming sound.

It's like being in a cold river, suffering the pain of being washed away by the waves.

He knew clearly that if he continued like this, his mortal body would definitely not be able to withstand such training. He would either be washed into a vegetative state by the waves, or die from broken bones and internal organs all over his body.

However, that talisman was like a black hole, firmly absorbing his eyes.

Just when the Taoist priest was in unspeakable pain and felt that his whole body was about to become numb.

There was a sudden sigh.

Then, a bolt of thunder exploded in his ears.

Under the thunder.

His whole head was turned into a mess, but fortunately he finally moved his eyes away from the talisman, feeling the taste of blood in his mouth and his sore and weak body.

The Taoist Master gave a wry smile, then shiveringly took off his Taoist robe and covered it with the talisman.

After doing all this, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

And as the talisman took shape, the sudden sandstorm also disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the hidden staff hurriedly got out from under the engineering vehicle. Each of the natives, without bothering to dust themselves off, hurriedly ran towards the Taoist priest.

"Are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

A group of people surrounded the Taoist priest and asked for help.

I have seen many deceitful guys, and this was the first time I saw such a real person, so I didn’t hesitate to say hello. I don't dare to ask for anything, but it would be nice to be familiar with him.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest smiled helplessly.

Then he forcibly cheered up and said: "Don't touch the Taoist robe on the table. You can't see the talisman underneath! Could you please inform someone and ask them to find a jade box. Let me rest for a while and recover some strength." Just put this talisman in it.

When the time comes, it will be much easier to transport it away, at least you don’t have to worry about implicating innocent people. "

The Taoist priest never thought that he could monopolize this talisman. This first one must be used for research.

He thought clearly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar suddenly came from the ruins in the distance: "Look, is this person an angel?"